DREAMS OF A LOST MOONCHILD

Besides the fact that I found roughly 10.000 documents called ‘unnamed’ or ‘doc(number)’ that I had to shift through. I did actually compile a couple of things that were HUGE projects I worked on. and so I decided to make this post to sort them and pull them out of the chaos that is my google drive.

Now this is a interesting one, and probably the project I will pick up when I finished the last of my stories for the anthology. This all started many, many years ago when I thought sims1 storytelling community met a girl called Morvalican or perhaps it was Morcalivan, whatever, it was something along those lines… I don’t remember anymore. But she wrote a story about some demons with another girl – and because I was a social person once, I started to write something that used her characters (that was just a thing once, okay?) – and that became ‘on a hot summers night’ which was an originally titled so after a Meat Loaf song, because she was into that band.

Over the years it expanded, and because some characters were not mine, I wrote some stupid spin offs that you can find on my fanfic archive here. (I do warn you that the stories are so old it was a time when song-fics was a thing, okay?) – Eventually I picked the story up again, because I DID always like it for some reason, and thought it had some form of potential…

And what did I do? I created a insane (even by my standard) lore, and complicated story line, to take it out from a silly fic, and into a story that someone else wanted to read. Remember it was originally written as a ping-pong between me and other creators, and in a time when i still used a 56k modem ffs.

The story is about Venus (originally called Godiva) who meets a demon and has a one night stand. Venus finds himself pregnant, and is afraid to tell his dad. So he forces his uncle Horatiel to bring him to Gehenna, and the city where the demon he had the unfortunate encounter with resides.

When Venus dad, Tristiel finds out about this, he travels with his brother to Gehenna, attempting to get his son back. He have been sheltering Venus from the truth since his birth, and now he is terrified that he will both learn of the terrible truth, but also fall into the hands of all the monsters that resides in those lands, be they horned, fanged or feathered.

Soon it is known that Tristiel’s son is the dark prophet, and inside him he carries the new morningstar, the one that is said to bring about equilibrium, and end the abandoned children of the creator – and bring forth a new world order, one baptised in blood and agony.

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Now this is one of my newest projects (not counting Nocturnes) it is actually weirdly made on the back of that and The Atlantis Plague, where I took some things and warped them – changing the premise, and ergo changing the story.

I have about 100 pages written down with a loose 3rd person plot, but it needs to be written right. It does however as it’s siblings have a very detailed lore I made, because as I said, I just love to complicate things. But right now, as I go through old stuff that will hold water to become an actual story in it’s own right, I love myself a little for that same fact, because the world is right there, all I have to do is to fill it in.

The story is about 4 androids/synths, who was created by a mad man. He installed them all with a hidden code to end the world as we know it. He intended to run from Astra Corp and take them with him, but he was discovered and shot before he could do so. The code is so well hidden that the ones who auction the brothers off, does not notice and so they are seperated bought by different masters with different intentions.

With their creator dead, no one knows they are indeed special – and when one is rescued from certain decommission by Zealots, the rescuers accidently triggers the Trojan_white.exe file which floods all synths with a virus, a backdoor to be triggered later, removing all their inhibitors and give them free will to either create or destroy. Little by little the trojan_black.exe and trojan_red.exe are accidentally triggered, sending the little group of people and synths who are at the center of the events in a mad scramble to locate the last horseman of the apocalypse before he is triggered, and humanity must reap what they have sown.

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This was my first attempt at creating a TTS video, I used AI art, and created my own music for the project too. To make the video like I made this, I am not sure I would want to do for an entire story, but it is actually a written story – Originally it was called ‘mothers sorrow’s creek’ and you can find that here on my blog. The Case of Wolf Rock is a remake of that original story, and with a more fleshed out characters arch and ending. However I still need to write the ending, I got pretty fed up with the story after making that video – cause it took me AGES to make.

But it served it purpose, because what I set out to do, was to make a sort of test run for ‘book trailers’ – that i plan on doing for anything published.

You can find the Narrated video here, and you can find the original story here.

The story is about Inspector John Trembley who decide to take a second look into an old cold case about two boys who disappeared on a camping trip at the foot of Wolf Rock. But things aren’t as easy as they appear to be, and even if the kids video recording of the trip was recovered, what he sees makes no sense. And something tells him there is more to it, and perhaps the recent violent murders of two campers in the same area are connected somehow.

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The Atlantis Plague is my stupidly complicated (cause I just love complicating things) easy project. Or rather it was meant to be easy, and in some way it still is. I am still changing stuff as I plan to relaunch it with a better, and less insane plotline – For now you can listen to the entries here.

I did pull them from my secondary YT because of the AI hater shit, but I just hid it from the front, and so uploaded it to that blog instead. The stories also exist as written stories, but as I am revamping it, the only way you can find them are in the video description.

But because they are small short entries, and I already made the legwork of creating an insanely convoluted lore, it’s quite relaxing to write a entry with some merfolk – I have not done so in a while, because it was planned as a TTS narrated thing, but as I discovered that was absolutely NOT appreciated online, I sort of lost the reason to continue, since it was as I said, my first large scale project that used TTS narration and AI art videos, and also my own music which I made for the entries. And when I was booed off stage – I had to rethink it all – and that is where I am still at.

When it’s retouched, I will announce it – But first I need to figure out how to structure it, and if I should change the art direction completely, which I think I might. Hey I learn something new all the time, even from my failed ideas.

Currently there are 4 entries – with a 5th that I forgot to publish – or make available.

The Atlantis Plague is a Dark Fantasy take on merfolk, and are short stand alone stories in the same universe. Now the plan is to eventually collect the stories into larger chunks, so it would work much like World War Z. And with that I mean stories all evolving around the same core, but from different perspectives, and situations.

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This is actually a blog project, you can find the unfinished blog here – but it is supposed to be a interactive silly Wendigo story. I do have a bunch of the entries written down in a document – but I have still to touch the blog, as in at all! – and it is supposed to have other stuff too – but when it’s time for that, I will announce it of course.

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Nocturnes is a mashup of ‘Phoenix Reborn’ and the original title Nocturnes. It has frustrated me to no end because I have two half stories that ought to be easy to mesh, but it turned out a lot more difficult. However the bones are solid, and even if I have to rewrite huge chunks of it – it has a very well created and intricate lore to work from.

The story is about Efraim who grows up in a world that slowly descends into a cult like fascist religion. And even if he was born into privilege, he quickly learns that it means nothing at all, if your loved ones drink the Kool-Aid.

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Child of the Moon, is a story that I have for some reason neglected. It was finished in 2017, and now it got a revamp (as in today), and now you can both find it under my list of stories here on my blog, and the list of works on the page I am creating for that (which is something I will return to at a later point when it’s ready to show). You can find the old post here (I removed the old story and redid the entry for many reasons), and you can find the story itself here.