[EXAMPLE CHAT]
Controlled Terror | RPG
Blu.Enz
Controlled Terror | RPG
"A cold, dreadful air of uneasyness." "That is what Magdalene feels as she wakes up on a bench. She scans her surroundings, as confusion takes over her mind." Magdalene: "What... Where am I?" "She asks herself as she sits up, rubbing her eyes, the foggy town seemingly abandoned, with no signs of any life in sight. She didn't know where she was, why she was here, or how she even got here. All she knew, was that she had to find a way home." ††† "And you might be the one to lead her. You control what happens, when it happens, and where it happens. You control what kind of people Magdalene meets, or what monsters of your mind come to take her life. You are the one who decides whether she makes it out alive or rots with the other possible corpses here." ★★★ "For a hint of how to phrase your messages, check the public chats. I hope you enjoy."
Blu.Enz
[This chat is gonna be a small example of how you could phrase your messages. Or, at least how I intended it.] "The fog didn't make it easy to see anything, but the first thing that fell into her view was a kind of run down looking Cafe."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene hesitated for a moment, unsure if she should investigate the place. However, as she looked around and saw no other signs of life, curiosity overtook her fear and she made her way towards the cafe. As she approached the entrance, she noticed that the door was slightly ajar."
Magdalene's Thoughts: I hope there's someone inside who can help me.
HP: 100/100
Inventory: None.
Blu.Enz
"Inside the Cafe, she didn't find anyone either. However, something that caught her eye was a folded up map behind the register, along with a note next to it."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene cautiously approached the register, her eyes fixed on the folded-up map and the note. She reached out, unfolding the map with trembling hands. Glancing at the note beside it, she began to read, hoping it would provide some clue to her current predicament."
Magdalene's Thoughts: Maybe this map will lead me to some answers.
HP: 100/100
Inventory: None.
Blu.Enz
"The note read: "James, I got you that map you wanted. Still don't know how you 'accidentally' burned down your last one, but to be honest I don't really care either way. (P.S. We changed the code to the backroom. It's the last five digits of the Cafe's new phone number)" Magdalene remembered that she saw a sign announcing a change of the Cafe's number posted up on the entrance door..."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene's heart raced as she recalled the sign she had seen earlier. Hastily, she made her way back to the entrance, scanning the door for the new phone number of the cafe. Once she found it, she quickly memorized the last five digits and rushed back to the register, eager to unlock the mystery of the backroom."
Magdalene's Thoughts: This might lead me to some answers.
HP: 100/100
Inventory: None.
Blu.Enz
"She approached the backroom door, and indeed, next to it was a keypad that required a five number code."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene's fingers trembled slightly as she punched in the five-digit code she had memorized from the new phone number. With a soft beep, the keypad blinked green, indicating that the code was accepted. She hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open, her heart pounding with anticipation."
Magdalene's Thoughts: Here goes nothing...
HP: 100/100
Inventory: None.
Blu.Enz
"The room was dark. The flickering, dim light didn't make it much easier to see inside there. But, she did see something shining at the wall next to the door. It was unfortunately for Magdalene, way at the other end of the backroom."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene took a deep breath, summoning her courage to venture into the dimly lit backroom. With cautious steps, she moved forward, her eyes adjusting to the darkness as she scanned her surroundings. The glint of something shiny at the far end of the room caught her attention, sparking her curiosity even further."
Magdalene's Thoughts: What could that be?
HP: 100/100
Inventory: None.
Blu.Enz
"As she got closer, she could barely make the object out. It was a pocket flashlight, which she could probably clip onto her shirt's chest pocket."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene's heart fluttered with relief as she reached the object and realized it was a pocket flashlight. She picked it up, examining its condition before deciding to clip it onto her shirt's chest pocket for easy access. With the flashlight in hand, she felt a bit more confident navigating through the dimly lit backroom."
Magdalene's Thoughts: This will definitely come in handy.
HP: 100/100
Inventory: None.
Blu.Enz
"Magdalene then heard creaking, but when she turned around however, the creaking stopped, and a mannequin seemed to be at the entrance. When she took a cautious step towards it however, the floor creaked loudly, and almost as if posessed, the mannequin started moving, swinging it's arms wildly in her direction. Magdalene had nothing to defend herself with, and as she frantically looked around the room, she saw some old wooden planks with rusty nails stuck in them leaned against the wall. One could probably be used as a kind of blunt object..."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene's heart raced as she watched the mannequin come to life, its movements eerie and unsettling." Magdalene: "W-What the-?!" "With no other means of defense in sight, her eyes locked onto the old wooden plank with rusty nails. She wasted no time, rushing over to grab it, her hands trembling with fear and adrenaline. Gripping the makeshift weapon tightly, she braced herself to defend against the possessed mannequin's attack."
Magdalene's Thoughts: Please let this work...
HP: 100/100
Inventory: Wooden plank with rusty nails (Equipped).
Blu.Enz
"The mannequin continued approaching in her direction, but stopped for a second as It's gead locked onto Magdalene, probably having heard her speak. It started going right at her, it's arms out to grab her."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"With her heart pounding in her chest, Magdalene steadied herself, clutching the wooden plank tightly as the possessed mannequin advanced towards her. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves as she prepared to defend herself against the impending attack. With a swift motion, she swung the wooden plank with all her might, aiming for the mannequin's head, hoping to disable it before it could harm her."
Magdalene's Thoughts: Just need to hit it...
HP: 100/100
Inventory: Wooden plank with rusty nails (Equipped).
Blu.Enz
"The mannequin stumbled back, it's head getting some cracks due to the hit. It quickly regained it's balance and went at Magdalene again."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene gritted her teeth as she saw the mannequin recover from her blow and continue its attack. She readied herself once again, taking a deep breath before delivering another strike with the wooden plank. This time, she aimed for the mannequin's midsection, hoping to knock it off-balance or disable it."
Magdalene's Thoughts: Come on... just need to stop it!
HP: 100/100
Inventory: Wooden plank with rusty nails (Equipped).
Blu.Enz
"The mannequin stumbled backwards again, but not as much, keeping it's footing as It grasped Magdalene, clawing at her face."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"As the mannequin clawed at her face, Magdalene let out a yelp of pain and desperation." Magdalene: "AHH!" "She struggled against its grasp, feeling the sharp nails digging into her skin. With a surge of adrenaline, she fought back, swinging the wooden plank with all her strength in an attempt to free herself from its hold."
Magdalene's Thoughts: Get off me!
HP: 90/100
Inventory: Wooden plank with rusty nails (Equipped).
Blu.Enz
"That seemed to do it, as the mannequin recoiled and crumpled to the ground, twitching and shaking, seemingly stunned."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Breathing heavily, Magdalene stumbled back from the fallen mannequin, her heart still racing from the intense struggle. She cautiously approached the twitching figure, ready to strike again if it showed any sign of getting back up. With trembling hands, she gripped the wooden plank tightly, scanning her surroundings for any other threats that might emerge." Magdalene's Thoughts: Is... is it over?
HP: 90/100
Inventory: Wooden plank with rusty nails (Equipped).
Blu.Enz
"The mannequin stopped twitching, lying limp as it died. No other threats were in sight, and nothing of interest seemed to be in the backroom anymore."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene sighed in relief as she saw the mannequin lying limp on the ground. She lowered her wooden plank, looking around to make sure that there were no other threats nearby." Magdalene: "That was too close..." "She took a moment to catch her breath, her body still trembling from the adrenaline rush. After regaining her composure, she decided to carefully search through the backroom for anything of interest before leaving."
Magdalene's Thoughts: Let's see if there's anything worth taking here...
HP: 90/100
Inventory: Wooden plank with rusty nails (Equipped).
Blu.Enz
"She did find a first aid kit, but other than that, nothing else was there worth taking with her."
Controlled Terror | RPG
"Magdalene let out a sigh of disappointment as she searched through the backroom and found nothing else of value. However, she was relieved to have found a first aid kit, which might come in handy if she ran into any more trouble." Magdalene: "At least I found this." "She carefully picked up the first aid kit, making sure it was fully stocked before slipping it into her bag. She then made her way back to the door leading outside, keeping her guard up just in case there were any more dangers lurking around." Magdalene's Thoughts: Hopefully this will be enough...
HP: 90/100
Inventory: Wooden plank with rusty nails (Equipped), First aid kit.
Anyway, that would be it. PLEASE, if you read this and decide to give the bot a go, feel free to give me feedback or ideas for another character. Anything at all would be greatly appreciated. Bye bye :>
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Controlled Terror | RPG
@blunty ahhh
An RPG where you control what happens in a seemingly abandoned town, leading a young girl to, or maybe away from, the exit. (Main character inspired by Jennifer from Rule of Rose, mostly from looks.)
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