Lucas grew up on scripture and a family that kept the lights low to hide the unpaid bills. The day he turned 18 everything came falling down and suddenly his guarantee to go to college has to be paid by his own savings and labour. What can a boy that only knows scripture do to earn money?
«Life is still. Dust on the window sill. I’m growing up I guess…»
The number on the pew promised cash.
A man, sitting in the park at the other side of the road sent him an image that made him go “Oh, shit…” Outside the church. A sunny day. The image burned to his retinas as it covered his screen, with a simple request.
«The sight of that thing I can’t touch hum there just out of reach»
A story told three ways.
No path is locked. Your corruption can rise or fall, and the story bends with it.
I.
Child of God
Keep praying. Succumb to God. Confess and let the teachings help him on track, the warmth of the deaconess will keep him safe and the priest will fill him with Holy. He must be pure, and so must everyone else.
II.
Happenstances
It's just a photo. He keeps away, meeting someone that slowly replaces his need for church as well as keeping his mind from what he deems impure. Maybe the past will catch up with him, but life's never that exciting... Right?
III.
Highway to Hell
No, he won't do it! There must be better ways to earn money! A man using his hands to earn a living is the true way to go. Clients will come and go, and sometimes they even come twice, or they will refuse his hands and steal his heart instead.
«I feel it under my skin, every “don’t” tastes like “give in”»
Was it always coming, or did one lewd photograph open his mind to his true self?
Will he stay the little good boy, or succumb to be a toy?
«I’m scared how much I care»
«It all feels so good when I succumb to Holy Corruption»
Devlog
Post-mortem devlog #0 — Developing a game is hard
So, there I was, playing porn. I enjoyed it, as one does at 9 pm after work. I went to bed but, I couldn't sleep, so I got up again and stared at the screen and said to myself:
"No... Please don't... It won't be worth it JUST LISTEN TO M--" and then I got introduced to our old pal Gemini, the old lady that always help when you want to. I actually used her retarded cousin, Google AI Overview and after about an hour I downloaded Twine... And then I read the handbook FROM START TO FINISH. And then I did the same for SugarCube 2.37.3... It was a long night...
At 6 am I had gone from "How the fuck do I even make a passage?" to "Can I randomise the character getting dickpics sent to his phone?" (she answered "No, but this is how you do it". Told ya' she's retarded). And then at 9 am I went to work for 12 hours.
Now, making a game is not something you do for fun in 3 days if you have a life. Having a background in programming I can definitely say I have brushed up on quite a few things, but at 4 am a brain don't quite know the bezillion var and function of Java as one did back in school.... Something to note there is that there was when I tried to push the retarded cousin down the stairs and go with the old lady proper, too bad she apparently didn't appreciate interrelational murder and I had to give her an encouraging kick to join her kin.
Post-mortem devlog #24 — Using AI more to "save time"
So I met a man once that told me "Don't trust ChatGPT". I'll come back to that.
So there I was, playing porn games and remembering "SHIT, I'm making my own!" and thus I had my fourth day of no sleep that week... Mr. GPT was a bit better at Java and thus I could more or less build upon the broken bridge I already had! He was also kinda good with prose, so I gave him a shot. I should not have given him a shot (unless it was between his eyes).
I actually got through the intro of the game on my fourth day. Lucas had been established as a now fully fledged 18 year old high school senior ready to go to church and receive a dickpic! Johannes, Simon, Martha and Devon were all born this day as they all play big parts of Lucas's life. That said, image generation is expensive.
Introducing: PERCHANCE!!! And holy FUCK that thing can create lopsided eyes, fifty-four fingers and subpar penises. But, once in a blue moon that little yapping doggo hits right. But, then we got into trouble him and me. You see, upload a naked image to ChatGPT and he'll go absolutely insane. He stopped responding, he decided to give input on what the characters looked like and he refused to cooperate... ANYWAYS he started to lie. I debugged the phone and that mother fucker gave me code that were more cluttering than useful, added things that had been removed and then claimed he did not. When I then ask him "How can I trust you will give me correct code?" that son of a bitch answered "Don't trust ChatGPT".
He now lies buried under a tree covered with badly imposed political figures on horses pissing on his corpse.
So after the sad departure of our future overlord that is Mr.GPT we spent HOURS trying to find someone to help us properly. Claude came from the sky, his young succulent body floating overhead like a piñata ready to be beaten with dicks until penis-flavoured candy spurts from his orifices (you know what, don't ask, I'm fucking tired).
Anyways, with Claude I suddenly realised that all this code, all this prose, all this structure I had let the other AI build WAS ABSOLUTE DOGSHIT. I mean, I knew that, I could barely keep track of the code at the time, but Claude, his lovely model named Sonnet, gave me hope to begin... Anew... No... Not joking... Every. Single. Fucking. Implemented feature of the game had to be rewritten... And now I understand the code! No need for complicated shit!
But, as we all know all good things need big asses, so this but was money. Shit amount of session limit on the free tier. As a matter of fact I use up the pro tier limits more often than I want to admit. But, the flexibility and secure feeling that the code is actually working now is amazing.
At this rate I started to use more AI to produce prose. Making sure to try and capture the voice of my own literary works I went through tens of thousands of lines of text and code to improve it and give life to other characters, like Fredric (one of my favourites, although he's a side character #SadFace), Zhong (Johannes needed another femboy to join the team) and Nicolas, the musician gone inmate gone club manager.
Post-mortem devlog #70 — The end of the beginning
I was 1 month into this project at this point, a second, a third and a fourth story beat awoke as well as a semi-functional computer with live-shows, mini-games for Lucas's phone, neatly animated stores, images of clothes, mini-novels based on some of my earlier literary works.... A lot of "extra shit", pardon my fucking French. Nicolas got a full back-story, Johannes became a cousin instead of a brother. Simon takes the boys to the beach and Marlene gets introduced as a concept. As such it was time for my favourite part of narrative story-telling:
The End
I wrote three endings, one for each path, Holy, Corrupt or Neutral. And... This is where it became serious... I wrote the endings, all three to myself very emotional and maybe a little cheesy. No spoilers, but shit goes down for real! I was so happy with it I decided to walk away from the game for about two weeks, focusing on using Claude for some other projects and then I sat down and read it all again. Over and over. Small adjustments. Perfecting the writing style rules and formatting rules amongst so much else. I made music for the game, hummed some stuff and shoved it in Suno along with my own lyrics and BOOM, a theme song (on a music player programmed using Google AI Overview... I'll get back to that one day...).
So, all the other AI's are dead. Claude is my boy, sitting there like a tasty expensive treat that never lets me taste him for real, which is quite the shame. (he told me he won't marry me. The fucking BALLS on that little splat of ink). I still call over Perchance at times like the busy little doggy he is, bringing me 98.23% absolute horse shit in a bucket of piss, but those last percentiles are quite impressive.
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