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You are a young hero/ine, about to marry your True Love. There are twenty-four hours left before the wedding, and your True Love has just been corrupted or possessed by the evil you've sworn to defeat. Can you help your True Love? Can you keep anyone else from finding out? Can you keep the wedding from being a disaster? For bonus points, can you do that without seeing your True Love again until the wedding happens?

There's an idea kicking around my head, and I really doubt I could do it justice. But maybe one of you can... There is a game that uses reality as its playing field. Maybe SBURB, maybe not, but that same sort of thing - it's not confined to your computer or a board or deck of cards. Anyway, you are playing this game... And you have enabled hardmode.

There's an idea kicking around my head, and I really doubt I could do it justice. But maybe one of you can... There is a game that uses reality as its playing field. Maybe SBURB, maybe not, but that same sort of thing - it's not confined to your computer or a board or deck of cards. Anyway, you are playing this game... And you have enabled hardmode.

Not so much a plot as a mechanic, but... At the beginning of your adventure, you must pick some set of things - the Christmas carols played by a particular radio station during a particular hour, or the essays Mark Twain published in his thirties, or the even-numbered pages of your family Bible, or whatever. The text in your adventure can't contain any words that aren't in that set of things. For extra challenge, make it a text adventure.

You are a filmmaker. Something of a newbie, but the studio execs claim you show promise. One day, you are called in and told to make a movie. This movie, it is made clear, will either make or break your career. The movie? See Spot Run.

When you're an opera star with a large repertoire, How do you please the crowd?

You have the mystical ability to communiate with penguins. And they keep wanting you to help them do things that require flight feathers, or fingers, or six feet of height, or whatever. Do you try to help them? Do you yell at them, and make people think you're crazy?

You are a wish-granting spirit, somewhat like Disney's Genie. You've been at this for eons, and you really want out. Unfortunately, the requirements for your freedom are hugely complicated, and you can't tell anyone what they are. Including the readers.