Title of this story (and almost everything else) will be made by you!
I hope people are at least willing to do this, as I think this could be really fun.
To those of you that don't know, a CYOA is called a Create Your Own Adventure. And it's exactly how it sounds, you fine people will be creating the story! I will sometimes provide specific choices (From A-?), other times I will leave the option completely up to you. There will be no set time when I will stop taking answers, I will just simply say "No more answers will be accepted after this post."
Usually this is done with only words, but I've decided that it might be more fun to do it with an actual cartridge! I don't know exactly how this will work, it could be a complete bust or maybe it could turn out really well! We will see.
Alright, now. Let's get started, shall we?
I hope people are at least willing to do this, as I think this could be really fun.
To those of you that don't know, a CYOA is called a Create Your Own Adventure. And it's exactly how it sounds, you fine people will be creating the story! I will sometimes provide specific choices (From A-?), other times I will leave the option completely up to you. There will be no set time when I will stop taking answers, I will just simply say "No more answers will be accepted after this post."
Usually this is done with only words, but I've decided that it might be more fun to do it with an actual cartridge! I don't know exactly how this will work, it could be a complete bust or maybe it could turn out really well! We will see.
Alright, now. Let's get started, shall we?
I woke up from my apartment. I took one last, long, hard look at the place I've been living. As I was shutting the door, a slight smirk arose from my face because I was glad to finally be leaving New Bark. The city life just wasn't for me, I guess.
Walking down the street, I felt as though new and great times were ahead of me. Waiting for the train, I saw so many different people, both animal and human alike, get on and off. I wondered how many times they've done this in their life, as if it's been embedded into their system and it becomes second-nature. I have no regrets of leaving the city.
A message from the loudspeaker played: "Now boarding Train 12G, en route from New Bark to The Area."
Oh boy, this is my train! Let's get a move on!
On the train I sat. It's roughly 8:30 in the morning and I'm ready to start my new life. Whoever thought I'd actually be the mayor of a town? I'm no one from no where, I was surprised I was even asked or on records of even being alive. I'm not sure I'm going to miss my old life since the people I talked to, well, there was no one I talked to.
Meeting people isn't exactly my strong suit, though. I'm quite awk-
"Oh! Excuse me!" I heard a voice across the train car. "Yes you, hello!"
Fantastic. Just as I was saying before, I'm very awkward people. Well I guess as Mayor, I had to learn some time or another.
"I have a quick question for you." he said. "I'm Beau, do you mind if I sat next to you?" I gestured for him to sit down, and sat down he did.
"Oh, before I get started, do you mind telling me your name?"
"Oh, uh, sure. My name is..."
[Decide amongst yourself on a name for both the character (If the name is unisex, please also say the gender) and the town. If longer than 8 letters, come up with a nickname for them.]
