And so marched onward the hunters of Blackmere... It is 1897, the twenty-eighth of May. My name is Brialla Wren, and I am the newest member of the Blackmere Society, a hidden cadre of hunters consisting of creatures that would be feared, would be dreaded, were there not a far greater evil lurking beneath us. This night, sleep comes deep and restfully, my...
My name is Kay Winters. I was born on August 20th 1991. And apparently I'm crazy. But that's not the whole story. The cold grey building loomed over me like a dark omen as I was led into St. Joseph's Mental Institution on a warm, humid night in October. The huge barred windows stared at me judgingly, and I wanted so much to run the opposite direction. If it...
The blanket sat on the ground nestled between two willow trees in the back of the family graveyard where one could be alone with their thoughts should one need or want to be. Life at the asylum was usually quiet, as they rarely had visitors with exception of those who wandered onto the property. Lia rose early on Thursday morning, sitting up in bed her gaz...
So, I guess the best way to start this is by saying that I probably have a kind of serious mental illness. I've been in college for about three months now, and I've been taking a somewhat large amount of LSD in that time. I heard that using it can trigger potential illnesses to set in earlier in life than they would otherwise. Also, I know bipolar disorder r...
This story is the eighth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures and is easily my darkest offering yet, since it introduces our plucky heroine to the murky world of BDSM. As usual, it is mainly based on characters found in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series, but with the timeline brought up to date. Warning! This fictional story co...
[Author's Note - This began on AI Dungeon as a sci-fi story about anthropomorphic animal aliens coming to Earth for asylum after their planet was destroyed. It has now morphed into a long term project where I will archive all of my currently published works on CHYOA.com in one place and put the originals up for adoption to anyone that is interested. I want t...
Der Himmel über Gotham City verdunkelt sich, ein Gewitter zieht auf. Bedrohlich grollt es zwischen den schwarzen Wolken, als plötzlich ein Blitz nieder saust und einen großen Baum in zwei Teile zerlegt. Die Luft riecht verbrannt, Rauch breitet sich aus und liegt schwer auf der Zunge. Brennende Äste stürzen auf das kleine Wachhäuschen am Eingang des Arkham As...
Wrong Aim - Episode One Detailed Report Number 1 On Frances of Venus When we open a beautiful woman is at the controls of small spacecraft and looking seriously at a picture of Commander Riker. It was the night shift on the Enterprise. "Enterprise this is Nefti calling Commander Riker." A surprised Riker answered with raised eyebrow. "Open channel, on s...
Your name is Lance Pines and you mom sends you, your sister Mabel, and your brother Dipper to Gravity Falls, Oregon. You arrive at your Gruncle Stan's home....which is also a tourist attraction? You and your sister share the attic and your brother has his own room. Which seems dumb, but you had no power choosing where to sleep. You and Mabel unpack, the atti...
"Mona, come to bed, I just put our son Jacob to sleep, come on," says my husband Alain Dewar, speaking from the bedroom of our townhouse located in the East End of Toronto. I'm sitting on the couch, wearing an old hooded sweatshirt that Alain loaned me. He's had it since his days as a University of Toronto student. It's way too big for me. Underneath it, I'm...