Your eyes open slowly to a bright blue sky, the sun beaming down at you. You lift your head off the ground and look around. Nothing of your surroundings is familiar to you. It appears as though you've been stranded on an island.
You don't know how you got here, nor can you remember anything about your life before this island.
Instinct tells you to:
[[panic]] or [[start thinking]]
{(set: $metal to 0)
(set: $wood to 0)
(set: $hp to 30)
(set: $food to 0)
(set: $companion to false)
(set: $shelter to false)
(set: $fire to false)
(set: $tarp to false)
(set: $radio to false)
(set: $rope to false)
(set: $fin to false)
(set: $sign to false)
(set: $thought to (text-style: "smear"))
(set: $fromEaten to false)
(set: $fromSignal to false)}
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/lopez-robin-apax4M-4kFI-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You could not survive long enough to escape the island. Better luck next time.
Close Window to leave or [[Restart?|Intro]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/will-terra-Ncja-RB01lg-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You have successfully escaped the island. Your desire for resources has finally paid off. As your excitement grows, your makeshift boat starts to tilt and turn. You have forgotten about the sandbar, and the waves that it brings.
[[***Brace yourself.***|The Sandbar]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/giga-khurtsilava-5kwVYW8ZIHo-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>(if: $metal is 5)[
Your boat was made with strong enough materials. You'll have an easy time crossing the sandbar (set: $counter to 30)[[The Ocean]]
]\
(else-if: $metal > 2 and $hp > 15)[
Your boat had some strong materials and you put it together well enough. You passing over the sandbar will be tolerable. (set: $counter to 20)[[The Ocean]]
]\
(else:)[
(either:
"Your boat was not strong enough and shatters against the waves, you get trapped under the materials on the ocean floor. [[You slowly drown|Died]]",
"It's a miracle your floating boat of driftwood has made it this far! Crossing the sandbar will be a real challenge. (set: $counter to 5) [[The Ocean]]"
)
]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/giga-khurtsilava-5kwVYW8ZIHo-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You see another boat in the distance. You can barely control yourself enough to grab your paddle. You start to paddle towards the other boat.
As you get closer you begin to hear shouting coming from the direction of the boat. You see the red and white life preserver get thrown over the edge.
$thought[*I'm saved...*]
[[End]]
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background-image: url("images/thomas-vimare-IZ01rjX0XQA-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style><link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css2?family=Frijole&display=swap" rel="stylesheet">
(css: "font-family: 'Frijole', cursive;")[(css: "font-size: 200%;")[**Stranded**]]
By: McKenna Owens and Logan Hobbs
[[start->Intro]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/ajai-arif-a_nu2fRoqwI-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You start to panic. You can't remember anything, not even your own name. You begin to cry. Your crying turns into wailing, the wailing into screaming. You are now screaming out of control. You stand up and run in circles, kicking up the sand behind you.
Out of the corner of your eyes you see something... [[enter the forest]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/lopez-robin-apax4M-4kFI-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You look around. There appears to be various pieces of metal shards and rock scattered across the beach.
$thought[*Maybe I should make a signal to get the attention of someone?*]
You crudely spell out the word HELP in the sand with the metal and rocks.
[[Next|HELP]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/rowan-heuvel-U6t80TWJ1DM-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You step back to view your creation. It's much smaller than you had anticipated it to be, but it's all that you could find near you.
$thought[*Eh... looked better in my head*]
Your stomach growls.
$thought[*How long has it been since I've eaten?*]
You know that if you want to catch someone's attention to rescue you you'll need to make a better signal, but you're hungry and probably need to eat something soon.
What do you do?
[[Find more materials for a better signal|better signal]] or [[look for something to eat|eaten]]
(set: $sign to true)
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/Copy of helpsignbeach.png");
background-size: cover;
} </style>$thought[*Since I found the metal from before on the beach, I'd probably have more luck finding materials on the beach than in the forest*]
You begin walking down the shoreline.
[[search the beach]]
(set: $fromSignal to true)
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/lyle-hastie-Jw8bDRxH5jU-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>(set: $fromEaten to true)
All of the sudden you can feel your hunger hitting you like a truck. You try to think of where you can find food.
You figure out that you have two options right now, [[search the beach]] for something or [[search the forest|enter the forest]] for what looks like a bright orange spot.
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/erik-nyberg-eejGqM9s93s-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>(if: $fromSignal is true)[You begin to search the beach to try and find anything that will help; driftwood, more metal pieces, decently sized rocks. You can see something reflecting light out by the water. You take another step and your foot hits a decent-sized log buried in the sand.
What do you do?
[[Go to the reflecting light|Metal in the Rocks]] or [[pick up the log|Beach Wood]].
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/lyle-hastie-Jw8bDRxH5jU-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>
]\
(if: $fromEaten is true)[You start looking around the coastline for anything edible; crabs, fish, oysters.
After walking along the beach for a while, you see the carcasses of several fish along the edge of the water. You are *incredibly* hungry. You don't see anything else in terms of food along the beach. You fear you may not find any other source of food soon and consider eating the fish, but maybe the forest has more options for food?
[[Search the forest for food|enter the forest]] or [[eat the fish|Eat the fish]].
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/playback-fm_colorize-photo_2c1e99568b868336e4192c82666ac544.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>
]
You enter the forest. The vegetation of the island is completely unfamiliar to you. You walk amongst palms, flowers, bright green plants. You must be somewhere tropical.
You see a tree nearby that looks like it could have fruit hanging from its branches. On the ground you see several groupings of mushrooms of all different varieties.
What do you do:
[[Check out the fruit|Hanging Fruit]] or [[Pick the mushrooms|Acid trip]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/chris-abney-qLW70Aoo8BE-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You have |amount>[$counter] seconds left!
The waves are rough, but you can see the calm seas just past them. You need to brace yourself before the wave hits.
(either:"Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿")
{(click: "Brace yourself")[(go-to:"The Ocean1")]
(live: 1s)[
(set: $counter to it-1)
(if: $counter is 0)[(stop:)(set: $hp top it-10)(go-to: "HitOnce")]
(replace: ?amount)[$counter]
]}
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/silas-baisch-p-6S-filXzM-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: fit;
} </style>(set: $counter to 10)
You lost some of your boat with that wave, try not get hit again.
You have |amount>[$counter] seconds left!
The waves are rough, but you can see the calm seas just past them. You need to brace yourself before the wave hits.
(either:"Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿")
{(click: "Brace yourself")[(go-to:"The Ocean2")]
(live: 1s)[
(set: $counter to it-1)
(if: $counter is 0)[(stop:)(set: $hp top it-10)(go-to: "HitTwice")]
(replace: ?amount)[$counter]
]}
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/silas-baisch-OCzvgBqCJKY-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>(set: $counter to 10)
You lost most of your boat with that wave, try not get hit again.
You have |amount>[$counter] seconds left!
The waves are rough, but you can see the calm seas just past them. You need to brace yourself before the wave hits.
(either:"Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿")
{(click: "Brace yourself")[(go-to:"The Other Boat")]
(live: 1s)[
(set: $counter to it-1)
(if: $counter is 0)[(stop:)(set: $hp top it-10)(go-to: "Died")]
(replace: ?amount)[$counter]
]}
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/Flipped silas-baisch-OCzvgBqCJKY-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You approach the tree. Luckily, your eyes did not deceive you: it's a mango tree. You eat several mangos and place several more into your pocket to save for later. (set: $food to it+5)
You see what appears to be a clearing in the forest, as well as the entrance to a cave in the opposite direction.
[[Enter the cave|The Cave]] or go to the [[clearing at the edge of the trees|The Clearing]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/ngahawn-hHB2216czp4-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You walk towards the feast. The closer you get to it, the more distinct the shine of the grease on the turkey's skin. Before you know it, you are chowing down on the feast like a wild animal that hasn't eaten for weeks. Ripping off the turkey legs, dipping them in the gravy, and stuffing your face with the delicious food. You look down and it appears that you haven't even touched the feast. You grab more food and look back down again. The food is still there. It's endless.
$thought[*What is this island?*]
No matter how much you've eaten, you're still hungry, so you keep eating.
You hear a noise coming from the distance. You're drawn away from the feast and start heading towards the noise.
[[Next|noise]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/Copy of feastforest.png");
background-size: cover;
} </style>After eating the washed up fish carcass, your stomach immediately protests the recent meal and you start to feel nauseous. (set: $sick to true) (set: $hp to it-5)
You don't think that you can do much more feeling as sick to your stomach as you do. You decide it's best to find somewhere to rest. You see what appears to be a clearing in the forest, not too far from the beach. [[Next|shelter]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/erik-nyberg-eejGqM9s93s-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>The moment the mushroom touches your tongue you are hit by a truck of sudden euphoria. You see things you didn't notice were there in the forest before. You see a feast a couple yards away from you: a full spread of turkey, pies, and gravy. [[Next|Feast]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/Copy of acid.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style> As you follow the noise, you see the leaves of the plants on the forest floor move. You recognize the noise, but cannot recall why or where it is from. Why does it sound so familiar?
As you reach to pull back a palm leaf, a dog's head pokes out, happy as could be.
$thought[*I'm not alone*] (set: $companion to true)
It starts to run away playfully, so, naturally, you follow it.
$thought[*Who leaves a dog on an island?*]
[[Next|Deep into the Forest]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/jamie-street-zPHX8NscQ9o-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>As you look around, everything starts to fade into reality. You are lying on the ground surrounded by the mushrooms once in your hands, now scattered across the forest floor. Your hands are stained blue and purple. You can feel your insides twisting and turning. You can taste the acid of your own stomach in your throat.
When your eyes focus back on what's infront of you, you're staring into a cave. Just a second ago it was a full village hut. You reach around to see if the dog was a hallucination as well.
$thought[*Please Please Please.*]
You touch fur.
$thought[*Oh, thank God*]
[[Next|Rat]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/yunchuan-luo-7emiteIwfuk-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>The dog leads you along the outer edge of the forest. Beyond the edge of the forest are what appear to be huts and tents.
$thought[*Could it be a village?*]
You can't believe it. There's more people on this island. The dog makes a bee-line to a hut in the middle of the village, the largest one. You follow your new four-legged companion through the village to the center hut. You reach to pull back the curtain door, something doesn't feel right...
[[Next|Realization]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/pan-xiaozhen--cZgTq7ki4c-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You walk into the cave. You hear the rustling of leaves from outside, that sound like they're getting closer, but at the last second turn away, later returning just to taunt you.
You have no fire, that's your top goal tomorrow.
You see the sun disappearing over the water as night takes over. You see the last glimpse of sunlight lighting up a clearing on the border of the beach and forest.
$thought[*That'd be a better spot to stay once I get fire*]
You cower into a corner of the cave, back against the wall of rock, and sleep the lightest you've ever had.
[[Next Day|Day2]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/dave-hoefler-vW1TR9cBcSg-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You walk towards the rocks where the light was coming from. As you get closer, you see that the light was reflecting off of a sheet of metal.
$thought[*Maybe that could be useful?*]
In order to get the metal sheet, you'd have to cross over the cove of rocks along the shore, which seems pretty dangerous, but the metal sheet could be of use to you.
What do you do?
[[Get the metal|Cross the Cove]] or [[turn back|search the beach]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/alexander-milo-OuTs09ak0T4-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You start to cross over the rocks as carefully as you can. You get some small cuts, but nothing too serious.
As soon you grab the metal, a swarm of little crabs crawl out from underneath the sheet.
(set: $r1 to (random:1,2))
(if: $r1 is 1)[
You jump back to avoid the crabs, fearing they may pinch you, and end up slipping on the rocks. You slice your arm on the sharp edge of one of the rocks and see your blood drip into the water of the rocky shoreline. You get back up and walk to the sand, wrapping your arm with a piece of your shirt. (set: $hp to it-5)
]
(else:)[
They crawl over your feet, and head into the water. Thankful, you turn around and carefully cross over the rocks, back to the sandy beach.
]
[[Next|Continue on the Beach]]
(set: $metal to it+1)
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/amy-perez-wB4YqFdqnyk-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You continue on the beach and come back across the log buried in the sand from before.
$thought[*But wood could be useful, too...*]
You're already carrying the metal sheet and cannot carry both.
You see a clearing in the forest not too far from the beach.
You could always put the metal sheet down at the clearing, where you could rest for the night, and come back for the log later...
[[Next|The Clearing]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/szilvia-basso-5vKtYRDBjwc-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You dig around the log to loosen it up, and carry it back to where you started. It's not as reflective, but it's larger, so maybe that's better. (set: $wood to it+1)
It looks like the sun is starting to set, and you realize that you should find somewhere to stay the night. You see a clearing in the forest that's not too far from the beach and would probably be a good place to take shelter.
[[Next|shelter]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/szilvia-basso-5vKtYRDBjwc-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You start approaching the treeline.
Upon entering the forest you see the clearing you noticed from before, but now you also see what looks like the entrance to a cave close by.
Where do you go?
[[The Cave]] or [[The Clearing]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/jasper-garratt-0FVQQhggj2o-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>
As you enter the clearing, you realise you're missing two very important things; a shelter and a fire.
(if: $wood > 0)[
You have the wood you found on the beach that you could use to start a fire, but there are also some large palm leaves that could be used to make a decent shelter for the night.
Which is a better use of your time?
[[Try to start a fire|start a fire]] or [[go for the leaves|large leaves]]
]
(else:)[
You don't have any wood to build a fire, but there has to be some on the forest floor you could use. You also see some large palms leaves that could potentially make a nice shelter for the night.
Which is a better use of your time?
[[Look for wood|start a fire]] or [[go for the leaves|large leaves]]
]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/jasper-garratt-0FVQQhggj2o-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>(if: $wood is 0)[
You start to venture further into the forest in search for firewood. You find a couple branches nearby that will suffice for a starting fire. (set: $wood to it+1)
]\
You also gather some brush from the forest floor to use as tinder for the fire.
(if: $metal > 0)[
You walk back to the clearing with your new found items and start to set up your fire. You remember that you grabbed the metal sheet from the beach. You can use the metal sheet to create a spark for your fire, you just need something to strike it with.
You find a nice looking rock and strike the metal sheet to send sparks onto the brush.
]\
(else:)[
You set up the area for your fire.
$thought[*Now... How do I make sparks?*]
You find two rocks nearby and start striking them against each other, attempting to create some form of a spark to start your fire.
]\
[[Light the brush]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/sebastian-pociecha-l_yvYpVD7zg-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You go to the palm leaves and grab enough that will suffice for you to make a decent shelter.
You carry them back to the clearing and begin building your shelter.
$thought[*Ah, home sweet home... I guess...*]
With your shelter built you can finally get some rest for the night.
[[Next|Rest for the night]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/georgia-de-lotz-f4b0Zt6HgUY-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>After the day you've had, waking up on a deserted island with no recollection of how you got there, you are completely exhausted.
You stare up at the palm roof of your makeshift shelter and drift off to sleep.
$thought[*At least I don't have to spend the night in a cave*]
(set: $shelter to true)
[[Next Day|Day2]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/sam-hull-KCJKsJPe9pQ-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>(set: $sick to false)
(if: $food > 0)[
You are awakened by the sun. It is early morning. You decide to pull out some of the food you collected to eat for breakfast. It's not enough but at least it's something. (set: $food to 0)
]\
(else:)[
You are awakened by the sun. It is early morning. When you sit up, you can feel your stomach cramping with hunger. You know you need to eat and need to do so soon.
]\
You decide to walk along the beach in search more food. You make your way towards the water. There are some small fish darting back and forth in the wake of the waves.
(if: $wood > 0)[
You still have some leftover wood that you can fashion into a spear and use to catch a fish. It'd be easier than with your bare hands.
]\
(else:)[
$thought[*I wish I had some wood that I could sharpen into a spear to catch some fish*]
Your only option is to try to catch a fish with your hands.
$thought[*I guess that will have to work*]
]\
[[Next|Catch the fish]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/jack-charles-9muoYenscaA-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>As difficult as it seemed, you were able to catch a fish. Astonished by your own ability, you happily bring it back to shore.
(if: $fire is true)[
The fire you made last night is still burning, though not as much as it was when you initially made it, it's still enough for you to be able to cook the fish you just caught. You go back to your fire in the clearing and use a nearby stick to hold the fish over the fire. The color of the fish darkens and its skin crisps up. Though still hot, you don't care, and begin eating the meal you prepared.
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/bruno-justo-pego-6eed_qDiqZo-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>
]\
(else:)[It's not the smartest idea to eat raw fish, but you have no fire to cook it over, so for now eating the fish raw is your only option.
You eat the fish and try to ignore the nauseous feeling in your stomach. (set: $hp to it-5)
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/uwe-jelting-0IA_soa6AlA-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>
]\
You decide to take a stroll in the forest.
[[Next| Forest2]]
You stroll into the woods trying to find any sign of another living being. Anything that you find in here might help you. It seems like you've been walking forever when you realize, you don't really know how big the island is.
$thought[*It's got to be huge, I can't even see sand in the dirt anymore*]
You spot something up in the trees. It's not the same color as the trees around it, but it definitely looks like wood. As you get closer to the base of the trees, you realize that its shape seems familiar...
$thought[*It's a treehouse up in the canopy*]
[[Next|Treehouse]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/anggit-rizkianto-9jTz368Vsmw-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You look to what your hand is touching to find the largest rat you've ever seen staring back at you. Jumping back, the rat runs in circles in the mouth of the cave. Your staring at the rat draws its attention, and then it darts back off into the forest.
$thought[*Never eat the mushrooms.*]
[[Next|The Cave]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/simon-kuznetsov-v211CoSlofc-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>Your flame went out, and it burnt through your brush. Your wood is salvageable but daylight is leaving fast. It's too dangerous for you to spend the night out in the open. With the little light left in the day, you are still able to see the entrance to the cave. Even in the dark, it's safer in there than out in the open.
[[Go to the cave|The Cave]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/sebastian-pociecha-l_yvYpVD7zg-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>
You have |amount>[$counter] seconds left!
The waves are dying, but you're not in the clear yet. You see two more waves hurtling towards you.
(either:"Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿")
{(click: "Brace yourself")[(go-to:"The Ocean2")]
(live: 1s)[
(set: $counter to it-1)
(if: $counter is 0)[(stop:)(set: $hp top it-10)(go-to: "HitOnce")]
(replace: ?amount)[$counter]
]}
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/silas-baisch-OCzvgBqCJKY-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You have |amount>[$counter] seconds left!
The waves are dying, but you're not in the clear yet. You see one last wave hurtling towards you.
(either:"Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself","︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿Brace yourself︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿")
{(click: "Brace yourself")[(go-to:"The Other Boat")]
(live: 1s)[
(set: $counter to it-1)
(if: $counter is 0)[(stop:)(set: $hp top it-10)(go-to: "HitOnce")]
(replace: ?amount)[$counter]
]}
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/Flipped silas-baisch-OCzvgBqCJKY-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>$thought[*There has to be a way up*]
You know how treehouses work, there's got to be a ladder or something somewhere. You circle around the base of the tree it's built on and find an old "ladder". It looks like it was tied using vines, but it's the only way up.
[[Grab the rungs|Start climbing]]
(set: $rung to 0)
(set: $first to true)
<style> tw-story {
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background-size: cover;
} </style>Once at the top, you pull yourself up onto the balcony. It's a relatively large tree house, which is odd considering the island. You haven't witnessed anything else with intelligence here, yet this exists.
As you open the door you can tell it's been a while, everything is covered in so much dust that it's hard to tell what's what.
[[Explore the treehouse]]
<style> tw-story {
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background-size: cover;
} </style>Looking around, you brush the dust off of some items; a chair, a desk, some books.
$thought[*Someone was here a long time*]
You find a circular object sitting on the desk.Cleaning it, you come to figure out its a compass. This will be handy in finding your way around the island. Under the compass is a canteen; you stuff that away as well.
In one of the corners, theres a tarp covering something up.
|Take>[Take the tarp]|Or>[ or ]|Leave>[move the tarp]
(click: ?Take)[(set: $tarp to true)(replace: ?Or)[ or move the tarp](replace: ?Leave)[](show:?hidden)]\
(click: ?Leave)[(replace: ?Take)[](replace: ?Or)[Take the tarp or ](show:?hidden)]\
|hidden)[Underneath it you find a large line of rope. You drape it over your shoulder knowing it will help later as well.(set: $rope to true)
Hung up on the wall, as if a trophy, is a large machete. It looks as though it hasn't been touched in years. There's a little rust but it's still sharp.
There's also a small pile of boards laying underneath the machete. You pick them up and drop them off the balcony; you'll bring them back to the beach with you later.(set: $wood to it+10)
There's another door on the last wall. You've got a lot of materials with you but you still want to explore the rest of the treehouse.
[[Explore|Room 2]] or [[ Leave|Back on the floor]]]
<style> tw-story {
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} </style>You try to open the door, but it seems jammed. You attempt to bust the door open with your shoulder but have no luck there either. As a last resort you hurl yourself into the door and it shatters against the floor. Your arm is hanging down a crack in the floor as you stare down all the way to the base of the tree, chunks of broken boards drifting down.
As you stand up, there isn't a lot in the room. Nothing stands out as important enough for the door to be stuck shut.
Then you see it. A box covered in dust, with cobwebs streaming off of it.
When you open it up, your eyes light up with joy.
$thought[*A radio.*] (set: $radio to true) (set: $metal to it+1)
You head back to the door, happy as ever with your newfound machine, and head back down the tree.
[[Next|Back on the floor]]
<style> tw-story {
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background-size: cover;
} </style>When you get back on solid ground, you gather the materials together with your rope and start to hull it all back to the beach. In your head, a plan starts to formulate. You need a way off the island.
[[Next|Back to the beach]]
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} </style>(set: $shelter to true)
(if: $shelter is true)[
You bring your stuff back to your make-shift shelter and pile it up.
(if: $fire is true)[
You see that your fire has completely gone out. You restart it much easier than last time, sparking the (if: $metal>1)[metal](else:)[rocks] with the machete.
]\
(else:)[
You see your attempt at a fire from last night. It's approaching afternoon, so you figure you my as well try igniting it again. Your past failure brought you experience and you are able to start the fire.(set: $fire to true) (set: $wood to it-1)
]\
]\
(else:)[
You approach the clearing from last night and set your materials down. You know you should get to work on a fire and shelter, that cave was rough to stay in overnight.
You go to the palm leaves and grab enough that will suffice for you to make a decent shelter.
You carry them back to the clearing and begin building your shelter.
$thought[*Ah, home sweet home... I guess...*]
Next thing to do is start a fire.
You gather your brush and hack a couple pieces of wood from a plank. The machete helps you create enough sparks from the rocks to catch the brush ablaze. Before you can even get the flame under the wood, a breeze hits and the wood ignites.
$thought[*Maybe my luck is turning around*]
]\
You feel yourself getting hungry again, and find yourself walking down to the water in search of more food.
[[Next|Mussels]]
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background-size: cover;
} </style>When you wake up, you start a mental list.
$thought[[*What do I have right now?
I've got:*]
(if: $wood > 0)[*Wood: (print: $wood)*]
(if: $metal > 0)[*Metal: (print: $metal)*]
(if: $food > 0)[*Food: (print: $food)*]
(if: $tarp)[*A Tarp*]
(if: $radio)[*A Radio*]
(if: $rope)[*Rope*]
(if: $fin)[*A Boat Fin*]
*That's not a bad start, but I should keep looking for wood and metal to make something that'll actually float.*]
[[Next|Plan for the day]]
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} </style>The waves swell up the beach, nearly up to the clearing. It's high tide. As the water falls back into the sea, you see air bubbling up in the wet sand.
$thought[*Oxygen means life, right?*]
You find the largest bubble spot and start digging, hoping you find something big enough to eat. Suddenly your hand scrapes against something rough in the sand, so you try to get a grip on it.
(link:"Pull")[Whatever it is down there, it's getting looser.
(link:"Pull")[It's almost out, one more pull should do it.
(link:"Pull")[You pull as hard as you can to get it out and as it comes out, you fall onto your back. It's a mussel about the size of your palm. While that won't be enough for one meal, there are several more groups of air bubbles around you to [[search|More food]].]]]
<style> tw-story {
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} </style>As you walk around digging up more mussels, you strike your hand against something much larger than a mussel. Pulling your hand back, you see that whatever you hit sliced your palm open. (set: $hp to it-5)
You quickly wrap it up, and start digging around whatever it is. While moving the sand out of the way, you see that it's not a mussel, but a steering fin from a boat. (set: $metal to it+1)(set: $fin to true)
[[Head back to the shelter]]
(set: $food to it+5)
<style> tw-story {
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background-size: cover;
} </style>You take your stuff back to the shelter and place it with what you got earlier. You place the muscles in the ember to cook it as much as you can. Using a rock to scrape out the meat of the mussels, you crunch through the grains of sand stuck in it.
The sun is starting to set again, so you throw another couple sticks on the fire to keep it lit throughout the night. You sit underneath your leaf roof, chewing on mussels, thinking of a plan to get off this island. With the boat fin, making a boat might be your best option.
$thought[*What do I need for a boat?*]
You decide to sleep on the idea, and start on your plan in the morning.
(if: $companion is true)[As you're drifting to sleep you see the giant rat once again. It's darting after seagulls, daring them to land.]\
[[Next Day|Day3]]
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} </style>(if: $rung is 0 and $first)[(set: $first to false)You grab the first rungs and start your ascent.
(link: "Start climbing")[(set: $rung to 1)You start making your way up the ladder, keep making your way up
[[Climb|Start climbing]]]]
(else:)[(set: $counter to 10)
Keep climbing!
(if: $rung > 2)[Almost there!]
(either:"Climb","
Climb","
Climb","
Climb")
{(click: "Climb")[(if: $rung is 4)[(go-to:"Climb to the top")](set: $rung to it+1)(go-to: "Start climbing")]
(live: 1s)[
(set: $counter to it-1)
(if: $counter is 0)[(stop:)(set: $rung to it-2)You fell a couple rungs down, make sure to climb in time to avoid falling(go-to: "Start climbing")]
(replace: ?amount)[$counter]
]}
]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/anggit-rizkianto-9jTz368Vsmw-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>You need to keep exploring the island to find more wood and metal. There is one side of the island you haven't seen yet. You could see it from the balcony of the treehouse, but it only looked like boulders. That should be your first stopping point in today's work.
[[Start the trip]]
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background-size: cover;
} </style>(if: $sign)[Making your way down the beach, you see the HELP sign that you made when you first ended up on the island. Apparently it hasn't really made a difference, no one's seen it yet.
$thought[*It's got a decent amount of metal shards and logs that I could use.*]
You make a note to gather the materials on your way back to the shelter.]\
You see it off in the distance now, towering high over the nearby trees, void of any vegetation. The mountainous rock has several holes bored into its side.
$thought[*That's where I start.*]
[[Approach the rock|Cave Entrance]]
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} </style>As you get closer to the entrances, you see there are three distinct entrances. They all seem identical to one another. You choose to go into the:
[[Right|right cave]], [[Left|left cave]], or [[Middle|middle cave]] opening?
<style> tw-story {
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} </style>You head down into the right-most opening and start your ascent. You're not sure how high it goes, but it eventually levels out. It's blacker than black inside, and impossible to see anything.
After waiting for your eyes to adjust, you find your attempt worthless, it's too dark for anything to be seen.
(color: black)[Not knowing which direction you came from, you place your hand on the wall of the cave and just walk, hoping you're heading the right direction.]<text|
(mouseover: "Not")[(replace: ?text)[(color: white)[Not knowing which direction you came from, you place your hand on the wall of the cave and just walk, hoping you're heading the right direction.
[[Leave|End of Caves]]]]]
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} </style>You head down into the left-most opening and start your descent. You're not sure how deep it goes, but it eventually levels out. There is the faintest light shining down from the entrance. It'll take some time for your eyes to adjust.
You can hear the faint sound of water dripping from stalactites. Following the sound, you start to see little formations all over the ground and ceiling. You try your best not to step on any but as they grow bigger it becomes harder to avoid them. You look up to the source of the sound, and try to get close enough to catch some of the water. In doing so, something catches your leg, and you fall face first into the ground. Although instead of hitting something solid, a refreshing chill covers your body.
$thought[*I'm underwater.*]
[[Next|Underground Pool]]
<style> tw-story {
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background-size: cover;
} </style>You head down into the middle opening and start your exploration. The cave seems like it just juts straight into the mountain. There is still a fair amount of light shining from the entrance, only taking moments for your eyes to adjust. The walls are covered in a reflective glass.
$thought[*Obsidian. This tunnel must've been dug out by something.*]
(if: $companion)[You hear rustling coming from deep within the cave. As it grows louder, your fear grows with it. It sounds like it's right running right up to you when you finally see it. *It's just the rat again.* It continues to run towards the exit and out of sight.]\
As you keep walking deeper into the cave, you begin noticing odd reflections on the walls. You ignore it at first, but then you see it everywhere.
[[Next|Writing on the Wall]]
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} </style>You exit the cave (unless: (history:) contains "right cave")[with your goods] and see a pile of logs waiting for you. Literally waiting for you... like someone had left them there. Hesitantly you grab the pile and start your trip back to the clearing.(set: $wood to it+10)
(if: $sign)[You once again come across the HELP sign that you made. You pile up what you can and hull it back with you.(set: $wood to it+5)(set: $metal to it+1)]\
It seemed to take longer to return to the clearing, with the added weight but you return nonetheless. As you gather all your supplies together, you know it's time to start building your way off the island.
[[Build the Boat]]
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} </style>As you breach the surface, you reach for something to grasp onto and hold yourself steady. You've fallen into some sort of underground lake. It seems to go on forever but that might just be the lack of light. Then it hits you: this water is fresh! It's not from the ocean. You start to gulp down as much as you can, it's been roughly two days without true fresh water. Remembering your canteen, you pull that out to fill as well.
Eventually you pull yourself out, back onto the smooth ground of the cave, trying to find whatever you tripped over. Figuring it might just have been a rock, you start to walk back when you hit it again. This time you can hear the clang of metal against the rock clearly. Standing back up, you grab the metal and start to traverse back to the mouth of the cave.
[[Leave|End of Caves]]
(set: $metal to it+1)
<style> tw-story {
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background-size: cover;
} </style>You squint to try and read out what it says. It's hard to see properly so you reach up to try and trace around the words. It reads:
(color: black)[መንትያ እና የእንቆቅልሽ ጽሑፍ ይጠቡ]
(mouseover-replace: "መንትያ እና የእንቆቅልሽ ጽሑፍ ይጠቡ")[(color: white)[መንትያ እና የእንቆቅልሽ ጽሑፍ ይጠቡ
You have no clue what this means, but you feel that it has some deeper meaning. Underneath the writing is a small bucket of nails.
$thought[*It must say "take this".*]
You pick up the bucket and make your way out of the cave.
[[Leave|End of Caves]]]]
(set: $metal to it+1)
<style> tw-story {
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background-size: cover;
} </style>You start with the wood. You place your (print: $wood - 2) pieces of wood together in a line to make a sort of raft base. Using the rope to keep them together, you lace them together the best you can. You save a single, flater piece of wood for a paddle to push yourself along.
(if: $metal > 0)[You tie you metal into place on the bottom of the boat and some in the front.]\
(if: $tarp)[For a sail, you use a piece of wood in the center to hold prop up your tarp. You leave it loose enough to be able to let it down if need be.]\
(if: $fin)[You try your best to attach the fin to the back of the boat to at least somewhat help with steering.]\
You leave the rest of your supplies on your makeshift raft.
[[Next|Last Night]]
<style> tw-story {
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background-size: cover;
} </style>You look up and realize how much time has passed, it's nearly night again. You place some more sticks and leaves of the fire and toss the last of your mussels into the embers. After a couple of minutes, you once again eat the coarse mussel meat.
$thought[*My last meal here.*]
Your heart is beating at an abnormal speed, but it's pure excitement. You're leaving soon. You can hardly sleep, but you know tomorrow could be a *very* long day.
[[The next day|Last Day]]
<style> tw-story {
background-image: url("images/bruno-justo-pego-6eed_qDiqZo-unsplash.jpg");
background-size: cover;
} </style>Waking up, it's still dark outside. The sun is rising on the other side of the island. Either way, you get work pushing the raft to the edge of the water. The tide is much lower right now, but the waves are still strong. It'll be rough, but you are hopeful.
Not knowing how long you're gonna be on the boat, you cut a piece of the tarp to make a sack for food. A little ways into the trees you see (if: $fromEaten)[the bright orange spot again](else:)[a bright orange spot]. It's a mango tree, so you pluck several off and stuff them into the sack.
As soon as the light is enough to break the morning fog, you push off the beach and paddle towards the open ocean.
[[Freedom]]
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} </style>(set: $r to (random:1,6))
(if: $r >= 2)[
You are able to create a spark and your brush catches flame.
(set: $counter to 5)
Hurry, blow on the flame to start the fire!
|amount>[$counter] seconds left!
(link: "Blow")[
The fire roars to life. (set: $fire to true)(set: $wood to it-1)
You see the sun setting, but your fire provides enough light for you to still have time to collect the palm leaves to make a decent shelter.
[[Get the leaves!|large leaves]]
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(live: 1s)[
(set: $counter to it-1)
(if: $counter is 0)[(stop:)(go-to: "Failed fire")]
(if: $fire is true)[(stop:)]
(replace: ?amount)[$counter]
]
]\
(else:)[
You are able to create some sparks, but your brush appears to be too wet to create a flame from them. You cannot get a fire started, but your wood is still salvageable.
You look around to see if there's anything else that can help you. As you do this, you notice the sun is setting rapidly. Without a fire it's too dangerous for you to spend the night out in the open. With the little light left in the day, you are still able to see the entrance to the cave. Even in the dark, it's safer in there than out in the open.
[[Go to the cave|The Cave]]
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]
You ditch your raft top climb into the ring. You can hear the mechanical crank pulling the rope up, with you at the end. You can barely handle your emotions. You're safe now. Finally safe.
[[Next|Credits]]
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Thank you for playing (css: "font-family: 'Frijole', cursive;")[**Stranded**] by McKenna Owens and Logan Hobbs
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