(set: $train_mabu = 0)
(set: $train_flower = 0)
(set: $train_enc = 0)
(set: $train_money = 0)
(set: $ptown_daytime = 0)
DEBUG
aware = $aware
DEBUG
You wake up sprawled across a seat, dim lighting keeping this train carriage from looking as dark as it is outside. Is it your seat on this train, or just one you picked in a drunken stumble? It’s not like anyone was looking for tickets on this train, heading from one quickly forgettable town to another. Also, you are parched and hungry: a combination of misery you've grown used to. A quick check for a [[wallet]] and compact reveal that you in fact have both with you.
Time to do something other than develop a crooked back, perhaps?
[[Head to the buffet carriage?|buffet carrage]]
[[Go back to sleep.|train trysleep]]
You stop slouching sideways on a seat meant for someone way bigger than you, and head off to find some grub. The carriage itself seems mostly empty, so at the very least you know you aren’t heading back to the city. Heading towards the door, you see yourself in a big funhouse vanity mirror someone dragged along. In the faint light, you dust off your fine plaid suit jacket and adjust your shirt to look extra snazzy. You aren’t that tall, but still look like any other flowercat. What you do have is the art of the homeowner’s deal down and that's all that matters.
You head into the next car, and surprise!
It’s full of private sleeping rooms, for those with just a bit more success in the capitalism game than yourself. You peek outside, only seeing a few glimmers of light. Yep, this train is definitely not heading anywhere noteworthy. What is noteworthy, however, is your own libido desiring some action; you can feel your penis twitching in anticipation for some excitement. Sadly, it’s going to have to wait for more critical needs. Or does it? At the end of the car, you see what quite certainly looks like a dining car, but also a bathroom. So, what primitive need will guide you????
[[I need to use the bathroom. Totally.|train bathroom]]
[[My stomach demands heavily salted food.|train diner]]
You open up your wallet, revealing that you didn't accidently spend that last insurance score on booze and tasty fried snacks. No weird chase after your ID or money plots here, I guess.
Darn.
The bathroom in this sleeper car is quite fancy, complete with a small shower tucked away in a corner. A practical palace to “relax” the nerves before mealtime. You head inside the bathroom, lock the door, and begin to remove your clothing. You pull your compact out of the now hanging up jacket, sit down on the toilet and begin to pick your fun for this midnight.
“What shall be the kink of the night?” you wonder to yourself as you surf the rough seas of free tantalization. Tonight, this fun is going to be all clothed, unlike yourself right now. This mere thought really got the little Coda excited as you reach down to stroke it. Man, once you seen it all, you got to go where nobody else really has gone before for the thrill.
Reflecting on yourself seems like unusual thoughts to be flowing through your head right now, but you don't really have time to think about such things. However, it didn’t take long to blow a load all over the floor and put away those thoughts for a while. Not much of a thrill, but one you’ve grown used to. Grabbing some of the towels in a highly decorated but still somehow visible as the cheap dispenser it is, you clean up your mess. You really should had done this in a shower or something, but oh well. I think it’s time to feed the other part of the body now.
(set: $train_mabu = 1)
[[It's time for the other kind of edible salt.|train diner]]
(if: $train_mabu is 1)[You put your clothes back on, wash your hands with only the finest hot tap water, and head off to the diner car.] Entering the diner car, you find what at one time what would had been a bar and space for a small kitchen now covered by an automat, delivering average food at high prices. On the other side of the car, a few booths that have seen better days and the only [[other person|train gol desc]] here, looking out the window. You put a few coins into the machine and grab some mass baked version of a breakfast classic and boxed coffee and head to an empty booth with a [[potted plant|train plant]] on the table.
[[Your meal is served|eat breakfast]]
[[Talk to the person?|talk to gol]]
You being to dig into the meal, and it’s about par for the course for these kind of things: over salted with the tinge of “quality” taste that only the most bored magicians at a baking facility could bring; and coffee that tastes like the sun roasted it before you got to drink it. Despite this, it’s just as filling as you’d always expect and keep you going for an exciting mornernoon of dodging angry house owners and sealing deals with those who can't reist that plaid jacket.
[[That person seems|train gol desc]] to be looking for someone now while growing quite impatient. Maybe just looking out into the black abyss seems like a better option, or just hanging 10 on the surfnet.
[[Go chat it up with that person?|talk to gol]]
[[Go surf the (surf)net|train surf surfnet]]
You walk up to the person, who glances over to you.
“Robert, I assume?” asks the person. They aren’t a species you can really identify, perhaps an imp of some kind?
“I think you got the wrong…” The stranger interrupts you, now getting out of the booth. They seem quite a bit taller than you first expected, like honestly towering. They knell down to talk to you.
“Considering its darkest time of the night and that the ‘CaptainSexy420’ seems to have forgotten this date of ours, I’m proposing that well… I do need to ask what your name is.”
The only thoughts going through your brain is just what to say, but what’s going to blurt out of your mouth with just a knee-jerk reaction and a hangover helping?
[[Coda!|train sen A]]
[[Robert!|train sen B]]
Coda: the floraverse hypercard adventure
"double the exitement" demo edition
NOT FOR THE CHILDRENS, contains explict content and very explict sarcasm
[[Wake up, Coda. Wake up and smell the ashes.|Story opening]]
Looks like an imp or demon hybrid of some kind who’d be the vampire from some vampire film, like seriously the whole getup is there: the big neck collar, the suit that looks way too clean and fitted to be just some mid-level spreadsheet pusher, and red bow tie to seal the deal. It’s not the strangest thing you’ve seen, heck about nothing is strange to you anymore.
Just a bunch of plastic flowers in a jar with water. You’d have to assume at one point of time there were real flowers in this jar, but that time isn’t now or any of your forseeable future.
(set: $train_flower = 1)
[[I wouldn't let that meal get cold.|eat breakfast]]
(if: $train_enc is 0)[You decide that the best use of your time is starting flame wars on SalesAge: the number one forum destination of salespeople™. Bring up magic and watch as mild mannered sales people turn into trained professionals of cussing and cursing. After starting the fire, you go watch an hour or two of bootlegged cinema hits. Who knew that a sappy romance story could ever be so funny in all the wrong ways. You could had made a gig out of it, if you knew how to do comedy in anyway whatsoever. By now, a few other people have entered the diner car, grabbing some food and living their lives. Wondering about just exactly those lives are is a mystery that you really can't solve or honestly care past just a moment.
]It’s dawn when the train heads into Portstown, complete with a friendly reminder from the boss that sales are needed from here, especially because that you’ve been slacking behind quota. Work needs to be done before pleasure, after all, or was it the other way around? You chuckle at your own joke as you head off the train, and to just another town.
[[Time to seize the day, or city, or just your feet on the ground.|Portstown overview]]
Oh no, the demo is over. It's a big shame, there's a town waiting for you to not get remotely fired in, and not in the figure of speech kind.
"buy" the full version this whenever I get done for:
romance!
bloodshed?
antics!
classic 80's adventure game logic!
We accept all I.O.U.s and fake debit debit cards. Buy now to get the limited edition preorder hair jel DLC
“Coda” you blurt out.
“Well, Coda, I’m Gol and I am pleased to make my acquaintance with you. Now, that date, ahem, sexual encounter will begin right now, within the confines of my cabin in this train if you are interested.”
“Yes, I’m ready for this, umm, date” You respond. Honestly, you wonder if this is uh, a great idea considering the whole stereotyped vampire getup, but that can be a concern for later rather than now. Now you’ve followed Gol back to a cabin within the sleeper car, keeping your questions to yourself. You head into the cabin, and the door suddenly slides shut right behind you.
Oh boy, what have you gotten into.
The cabin has the blinds shut, one seat with luggage and what appears to be a doll of some sort and the other with a blanket of some kind on it.
“Don’t worry about them, they are my trusty companion for hauling luggage and other goods around. As for what this is all about…” Gol snaps their fingers and their clothes disappear just like that. “So, how about we begin with the main course?” They are sitting on the other seat, legs extending across to the other seat’s base.
You take the offer up, but first reach into your jacket for a magnum condom for your magnum sized dong. Slipping off your pants and underwear exposes the magnum (heh) sized main show.(if: $train_mabu is 0)[Naturally, your horny self blew your load instantly, spewing it all over the floor.
“Well, you seem prepared for just showing up randomly.” Gol snickers back at you.] Finally, you take off your jacket; and slip on the condom while walking towards Gol.
“Don’t worry about the dry cavern of secrets, it goes in just fine.” Gol gestures towards their vagina. You place your penis within Gol’s hole and commence the act of sex? Maybe? You aren’t exactly a stranger to these kind of slings, but this is something quite different from the norm of big sale bonus trips to the club. Gol arches up to grab you, throwing your face right into their upper chest.
“Oh Coda, I like how quiet you are for all the horny, horny thoughts in your head. I’d love to have a chat with you later about your desires.” Gol whispers to you. “Just say the word when you feel stress free, partner.”
You don’t really want to let go, you feel like you’ve entered a sweet heaven with a kind, pleasant God. Only true, overflowing feeling of passion through you, as all stress was gone for just those moments held by a dry, perhaps caring person? But still, it’s time to end after about the third climax or was it two? It’s hard to remember such things sometimes.
“Stop?” you quietly say to yourself. Gol lets go of you, leaning back into the seat.
“Well, I’m not one to lie about wanting to keep in contact with you. You’ll find my compact info on your compact.”
There is indeed Gol’s contact info already there, complete with an image. “Well, thanks, I can’t believe this even just happened.”
“I think what you need to do first is clean up rather than just race off to the world saying how good your date was.” Of course, how could you forget what appears to be your condom now covered in reproductive fluids, along with your entire path to your pants. You hear a snap and just like that all the sticky is gone. “Cleaning up messes is such a pain, so much time wasted when it’s just one beginner’s incantation away from vanishing.“ Gol boasts, somehow oversimplifying complicated magic skills.
With your attire placed back on your body, you are set to head back out into the dull real world. However, Gol hands you a wad of high currency bills before you can leave.
“Well, I did promise that other person a nice payment for their service. So here you go, since you fulfilled all the requirements that they most likely wouldn’t. I’ll hear from you later” Gol replies, happily sending you on your way out of the cabin.
(set: $train_enc = 1)(set: $train_money = 1)
[[No time for celebration, you're about to arrive at Portstown.|train surf surfnet]]
“Robert” you blurt out.
“Well, Coda, I’m Gol and I am pleased to make my acquaintance with you. Now, that date, ahem, sexual encounter will begin right now, within the confines of my cabin in this train if you are interested.” Oh boy, they can read your mind too.
“Yes, I’m ready for this, umm, date” You respond. Honestly, you wonder if this is uh, a great idea considering that they might just be ever so slightly very magically skilled, but that can be a concern for later rather than now. Now you’ve followed Gol back to a cabin within the sleeper car, keeping your questions to yourself. You head into the cabin, and the door suddenly slides shut right behind you.
Oh boy, what have you gotten into.
The cabin has the blinds shut, one seat with luggage and what appears to be a doll of some sort and the other with a blanket of some kind on it.
“So, how about we let the date begin with a once in a lifetime experience: the feeling of being devoured.” Gol exclaims.
“Wouldn’t that kill me, I think I’m going to pass on this date” You reply, slowly walking backwards.
“No, no, killing you on a date is just impolite.”. Gol unzips the puppet, exposing the fluffy insides. “You just get inside this puppet and the fun begins.” The puppet stands up, waiting for your insertion.
“I guess this worth a try, what could go wrong?” You hesitantly reply, walking towards the doll.
“Now that’s the spirit, your chariot awaits” Gol gesture towards the doll like it’s some big prize.
Left foot in, right foot in, slipped into the doll. Naturally, you took your shoes off before hand to show respect for it. Gol begins to zip up the suit, stopping right before your head. You don’t really see the appeal of this whole thing, well, yet.
“Feeling nice and cozy in there? I’m going to start the procedure.”
“Yeah, as nice..” Gol interrupts you before your mascot suit comparison can be blurted out of your mouth.
“Shh, just say anything if the feeling is too much for you.” You begin to feel quite warm, but at the same time moist? The feeling is best described as that one time you spent like what felt forever sitting in some hotel’s somehow working hot tub, just looking out at an empty pool reeking of cleaner. (if: $train_mabu is 0)[But of course, it also reminds you of that one person who came to swim that same time that just hit all your standards. Or maybe that’s just due to the fact you just want to cook up some horny, horny situations right about now.]
“So, a (if: $train_mabu is 1)[hot tub](if: $train_mabu is 0)[reminder of your horniness] is your desire? I can make that happen, all just for you.”
The heat and pressure increases inside, feeling like a hot shower all over your body. You close your eyes, think of that moment, and hit climax. You’ve never felt so relaxed in years, is this what it is like to be rich? You open your eyes, Gol seems to be smiling while being right in your face.
“I see you found yourself some enjoyment, but don’t you have places to go?” The wet, hot feeling ends in an instant as they unzip the doll. You feel your suit jacket and it feels it had just been dry cleaned. You exit the doll, put your shoes on, and wonder what kind of magic you need to pull that off.
“Don’t worry about payment, this date was already paid for in advance.” You don’t need to say a word as you head out of the cabin ready for any towering sales goals thrown upon your sholders.
(set: $train_enc = 1)
[[You're about to arrive at Portstown, but feel like you can take on the world.|train surf surfnet]]
Not the greatest of ideas, you've got a game to star in after all. Also, if you keep that yoga pose any longer you'll keep that look forever.
Portstown is a small town, one of many out here in this vast plain. Exiting from the train, you find that the train station itself is completely unstaffed, just a machine and an old station building turned into bar or something similar. Just outside, the town consists of some [[older buildings|ptown_shops]] occupied with small businesses, what looks like some [[high-density housing|ptown_house]], and a [[copiously large nightclub|ptown_club]] drenched with flashing lights.
A bus sits outside the nightclub, most likely picking up residents to head to jobs elsewhere. A few people are milling about the town, getting ready for the day.
[[Sell some homeowners insurance|ptown_sellinsu]]
[[Go to the bar|ptown_bar]]
[[Head to the nightclub|ptown_nightclub]]
A line of small businesses, built connected to each other and in a style that isn’t old enough to be rustic but not new enough to be considered recent. A convenience store is set up in two former buildings, a small diner in another one, and finally a bed and breakfast.
A three-story tall block of exterior access apartments, with a sign hanging off a balcony advertising weekly rental periods. A small parking lot is in front of the building, about half full with various vehicles.
The “Barnhouse Lounge” doesn’t look much like a barn, or lounge but does feature a load of colorful flashing lights to attract anyone in the town to come here. A sign states there’s plenty of nudity and risqué action inside.
(if: $ptown_daytime is 0)[The Selltron 2000 application recommends that the selling of products only take place in the afternoon and night, as you are 25% less likely to get a literal boot up the hind end.]
You head into the bar, looking to burn some time and a buzz for another day of selling lies. A small place by all standards, complete with a small grill for ordering some quick fried treats. The place is devoid of anyone there, except for a bartender sitting on a chair behind the counter and...
“Mardo, is that you?” you ask towards towards the sea dragon sitting in the back of the bar. He turns his head a bit to see who said that.
“Coda, you’ve should had said you were coming here” Mardo says, then taps the table as if you weren’t invited to it. “Come take a seat.” You sit down across from him at the table, excited to see one your former hometown buddies in the flesh.
“What brings you out here, I thought you only did work in the large cities?” you asked.
“Well, that big nightclub place has a load of movable equipment inside, it’s on par with something you’d see on Cardios. Quite an unusual sight out here but I’d guess the place makes it just fine.”
“Well, I guess my night is going to be a bit more exciting than I expected.”
“Heh, talking about nights how about you follow me towards the bathroom?” Could you refuse? Maybe so, but why ditch someone who’s been your bud for life? Nah, you were going for it, all the way to those days long gone past.
“Sure.”
Luckily for you, the bathroom has more than enough room for the both of you, and an ever so handy lock on the main door in. Otherwise, the bathroom is quite clean and in good shape for the age it’s in. Mardo sits on the floor of the bathroom, inviting you to lay on his body.
“Remember how you used to climb up me to rub my mane? That entire part of my head had become quite, well, sensitive.”
“I never could resist doing that when I was younger, how about one more time I do it for my youth” you reply, now laying upon Mardo’s body. You reach your hands up towards the wooden mane, giving it your best shot trying to rustle it like hair. While the mane may just move just a tiny bit, the feeling more than reverberates through him as Mardo moans softly after a quick rub on his mane.
“Oh Coda, rub the front, please” Mardo responds. You waggle the front most part of his mane for a bit, as it wouldn’t take long for him to reach climax. Mardo takes a large breath in as his penis expels cum, leaving a mess on the floor.
“Honestly, you wouldn’t believe how troublesome that mane is; it’s nice for once to not feel all horny every time I bump my head on anything.” Mardo replies.
“It’s not a problem for you, Mardo” You reply, now sitting in an upright position on Mardo’s lap. “How about we clean up this mess?” You both get up, grab some paper towels, and proceed to clean the modern art left on the bathroom floor. Afterwards, you continued to talk about the wonderfulness that is life.
-end of demo until I get not lazy, sorry-
(if: $ptown_daytime is 0)[I don’t think dawn counts as night, but a nice glowing closed sign on the most ornate entrance denies your access anyways.]