Hunter's Sacrifice & Raven's Flight

Hello! Thank you very much for the lovely note :) Hope you enjoyed our holidays and are off to a great start of the new year! To anyone reading this: let this message find you well and safe. May 2021 be full of little and small joys, heart-felt moments and exciting adventures with your loved ones. 

Of course! Thank you very much for bringing this to my attention, will have this fixed ASAP.

Hunter’s Sacrifice demo: https://dashingdon.com/play/kirakana/for-the-greater-good/mygame/ Forum thread: https://forum.choiceofgames.com/t/hunters-sacrifice-tumblr-link-is-up/37423

“Cap?” Seven says. “Everythin’ alright?”

His light swings left, then right, a hazy trail of curious worry spinning around his mind. He is careful to not invade your personal space, even when his urge to get closer is almost physical.

“I’m fine, Hunter,” you say.

Seven doesn’t answer. Instead you hear rustling, then the hunter plops down on the ground. He busies himself with finding a comfortable position, before settling down. “Twelve found another poor chap to dance with,” he tells you. “Zero was close to combustion because of the attention they were getting. Saw Nine and Three taking bets on the outcome, which Eight really wasn’t happy about, so Five had been playing the mediator. I wanted to intervene, but Six told me to look at the rookie’s smile. They were all smiling pretty damn big, the lot. Even my prick of a brother.”

Seven’s voice grows quieter. “Even One.”

A silence falls between you. Seven’s thoughts twirl around the bond, the happiness slightly dimmed under the reminder of your loss. In the distance you can hear the faint beat of the festive music, sense your team’s lights sparkling in joint celebration.

Yet, here you are, hidden in shadows of one of the tunnels leading to nowhere, sitting on a too damp ground, isolated from your people. And Seven, Seven who has noticed you were gone, has followed you out and away from one of what should be the happiest times of your Homeland.

“Come on.” You push yourself up. “We should check on the others, before Twelve gets too out of control.”

Seven follows with a jump, a silly smile plastered on his face. “She’s been skulking around the drinks again. Might be plannin’ to make one of those crazy mixers of hers.”

“Eleven is keeping an eye on her, as the Council would not appreciate the repeat of the last time,” you say. “In all honesty, I’d be open to drinking it again; the flavour was quite good.”

Seven laughs, before clasping a friendly hand on your shoulder. “Cap, I really respect you and all, but your taste is weird as heck.”

It’s not Friday, but let’s have a belated Fun Fact Friday anyway :) So here are some random facts about her:

Twelve is not an only child.

She doesn’t like sweet food, but is a dork for salt.

Hi guys! How are you?

I am sorry for not updating stories for so long, but I have been slowly getting back to writing after a very hectic year (or two?).

Approximately ten years ago I had a really vivid dream.

In the first scene a group of people amidst the snow at the nightfall chased by shapeless monsters. There was this great fear of leading the pack to the our home, so they were all willingly acting as a bait, taunting the monsters into coming after our group. The communication between the group was entirely soundless. They were like a single person being split into different bodies.

Then one of the group gets caught by the monsters, while the rest fled away.

One life for many. All in the name of a greater good.

In the second scene, the leader of the group was arguing with a member on the council for a reasons I can’t disclose (since that would be a spoiler). Let’s just say that the leader wasn’t all too happy with how certain things were done.

In the third scene, a fight has erupted in the Homeland. Secrets were revealed, people got hurt and loyalties betrayed.

You can probably guess that the leader came to be Captain A and the member of the council Raven. The original A was a stoic, proud hunter, torn between their duty and their sense of right. Raven, however, was a lot more passive, soft-spoken and unassuming.

Team Alpha was formed next. At first they had no names nor personalities, more like dolls than humans. Twelve and Zero were the first two to get any kind of colour, because their characters made sense. The rest? I knew I had to have a team, but no idea what they were like. So I wrote a list of possible characteristics, motives and backstories, then tried to spread them evenly between the team members. I had trouble between distinguishing some of them (especially Five), but it got easier with every scene I created.

Captain B was entirely unplanned. I wanted to have a sort of uptight rival for A and B sort of wrote themselves into the story.

Chancellors Fox and Bull were present in the dream, but only as background figures. Like team Alpha they became what they are now through manual brainstorming.

The leader in my dream was plagued by their childhood friend, who you now know as Trouble.

Fun fact 1: the Homeland in my dreams was actually build inside a giant tree and the entrance to it was hidden somewhere deep under the roots.

Fun fact 2: Raven’s Flight is also a result from a dream.

Been thinking of upping my Tumblr activity by periodically posting interesting tidbits about the story, characters and worldbuilding. I’ll probably start with basic things like nps’s hobbies, favourite colours, food etc. Suggestions are welcomed :)

Thank you very much!

It’s hard to express how much the support of my readers - be it through comments, asks or suggestions - means. Never underestimate what even a short “I like it” can do. Seriously.

That said - I want to thank you personally, both for your help with HS and RF and enthusiasm.

I had to sit on this one for a while. Not so much because of Four and One, but because I needed to establish groundrules how relationships in the Society generally work.

Since they are my creations, I can’t say I would romance any of them really. But if it weren’t my game, Four, One and Nine would probably be my types.

On the other hand, I try to give every RO at least one trait I personally find attractive. Eg.:

Zero: kindness, shyness

Twelve: courage, her willingness to challenge the MC

B: loyalty, over-protectiveness, desire to do their best

Trouble: fierce loyalty, wit

Raven: charisma

Joker: trickster persona

Chaos: steel persona, clear vision

This is turning to be a Four appreciation week. It it delightful to see he had an impact on the readers, despite his rather brief appearance.

Team Alpha earning your affection is all I could ever ask for.