World Creation

My World Creation category is a Twine game I have been working on in my spare time with a very good friend of mine. Twine is an open-source tool for telling interactive stories, it plays much like a browser based version of Chose Your Own Adventure Books that was so popular back in the days.

The story is titled Awashed and at it's core is a branching plot, which requires the reader to chose which narrative branch they wan't to follow.

The universe is created entirely with a pencil, scissors, a ridiculous amount of cardboard cut outs and scans and final edits in Photoshop. It is based on the association of shapes and I have tried to work with a coloring style that plays with subtractive colors. It's basically done in two colors. The images Im about to present are from non related places in the plot.

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Zehra is a young Felli without a home and a childhood lost to tragedy. Her people, a humanoid race indigenous to the sea, live hidden beneath the waves, but when she stands to lose her only friend and companion, she decides to leave everything she knows. In desperation, she breaks one of the core tenets of her people and turns to the mysterious surface-dwellers.

Zehra ends up in the port town of Lester where she meets a human boy, Jared. Their meeting will challenge the guarded values Zehra has built up her entire youth as well as her way of life. Neither are aware of the careful laid plans of an ambitious man, which will soon engulf both them and the entire town.

A ship sails from Lester towards its doom, its cargo one of the most valuable objects in the western world, as the worst storm in years approaches the town…

Character design:

You are Jared, a 12 year old boy, and you are bored. What do you want to do? 

A) Play with Bill 

B) Read a book

Character design:

You find yourself facing a young girl frantically picking up various books & tools. She's dressed in foreign, flowing clothes, and her skin is oddly pale. "Oh, hello," she says and smiles, trying to remain calm. 

Despite her somewhat pale appearance, you cannot help notice that her lips are moist and full, spurring, kicking and rearranging things inside of you that your 12-year old self has never had spurred, kicked or rearranged before.

Movement:

Environment:

The air is stifling away from the windy cliffs where the lighthouse stands in Lester, a coastal town.

Environment:

Lester, a coastal town.

Environment:

It is market day in Lester, so the warm, midday air is full of dust from many footsteps, and you have to gingerly step past shoppers and booths hawking their wares.

Environment:

"The cloaked fella who left is wanting to speak to your dad. You might wanna find him. And be quick about it."

Selected detail:

The ship carried supplies, goods and a few passengers. It was heading for one of the colonies. Nothing out of the ordinary. You frown. It had been loaded quite lightly, a tenth of its actual capacity. And then there's the storm. Any captain worth their salt would have read it's coming before departure, so why take the risk?