diff --git a/index.html b/index.html index 7b6d8e5..fb1efb9 100644 --- a/index.html +++ b/index.html @@ -184,7 +184,7 @@ SOCRATES: I've discovered that you can use drawing compasses to make a hook. SOCRATES: Tie it to a string and it'll hook onto any garment left unguarded. -DIOMATA: *This is Socrates, a young student of mine. However, he isn't from a wealthy family like most of them so he makes due however he can.* +DIOTIMA: *This is Socrates, a young student of mine. However, he isn't from a wealthy family like most of them so he makes due however he can.* DIOTIMA: Clever. Not at all moral or right though. @@ -876,7 +876,7 @@ DIOTIMA: *That got me in with a good standing with the citizens, but until anoth DIOTIMA: *I'm probably still gonna stick with this though as it's been far more rewarding. I'll let those snobs deal with their disasters on their own. What happens to them happens.* -SOCRATES: Diomata? Are you alright? +SOCRATES: DIOTIMA? Are you alright? DIOTIMA: Ah? Yes, yes I am. I was just thinking. @@ -884,7 +884,7 @@ SOCRATES: So was I! I was just wondering that if we assume right and wrong are t DIOTIMA: That is a good question. You see… -Diomata stumbles, seemingly slipping on nothing. Socrates moves to help her but she finds her footing. +DIOTIMA stumbles, seemingly slipping on nothing. Socrates moves to help her but she finds her footing. SOCRATES: Are you alright? @@ -1031,6 +1031,7 @@ completed: false inventory: ["Our senses can be doubted."] cred: 5 fac: 0 +youmuSlash: false -- DIOTIMA: *Yes, I suppose, I could just do what I've always wanted to do.* @@ -1104,7 +1105,7 @@ Figure out **LOVE**. [if YoumuComplete == false] [align center] -[[Talk to Youmu.|YOUMU 1]] [[Haunt Youmu.|YOUMU H 1]] +[[Talk to Youmu.|YOUMU 1]] [[Haunt Youmu.|YOUMU H 0]] [continued] [if anyComplete == true] @@ -1245,7 +1246,39 @@ REIMU: Hmm. I'll indulge you. [[Here's what I think of love.|REIMU 2]] {ambient sound: 'youmu2'} -YOUMU: ...fine. [[Here's what I think|YOUMU 2]] +[if youmuSlash] +YOUMU: ... + +Diotima waves her hands in the air. + +DIOTIMA: I'm not gonna harm you! + +YOUMU: I know. I'm just worried I might harm you. + +Youmu puts down her sword with more than a little hesitation. + +YOUMU: [[Let's continue then?|YOUMU 3]] +[else] +YOUMU: S-stop! Fiendish ghoul! You may move no closer! + +DIOTIMA: I was wondering if— + +YOUMU: No! + +Youmu brandishes a longsword of a make unbeknownst to Diotima. + +DIOTIMA: I was— + +YOUMU: AHHHHH! Stay back! + +Diotima stops speaking entirely. Youmu holds her sword up defensively. + +DIOTIMA: Does that even work on— + +YOUMU: The things that cannot be cut by my Roukanken... + +YOUMU: [[...are next to none!|YOUMU 2]] +[continued] [CSS] #backdrop { @@ -1367,7 +1400,7 @@ YOU: {text input for: 'yourAnswer'} background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: cover; } -[continued]cred: cred - 2 +[continued]cred: cred - 1 -- Diotima focuses her ghostly energies on Reimu... doing so takes a toll on her and she'll lose her presence while trying. @@ -1438,7 +1471,7 @@ Your credibility is UNDOUBTABLE. background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: cover; } -[continued]cred: cred - 2 +[continued]cred: cred - 2 -- [if cred < 0] {embed passage: 'HUB LOSS'} @@ -1535,7 +1568,11 @@ DIOTIMA: Well, [[FU—|Ending]] background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: cover; } -[continued]Congratulations on finishing the game! +[continued]Author here, this is the end of the game. I'd put a photo here to celebrate but because of budget constraints I can only afford a word. + +Congratulations! + +~~Feel free to replay the game since there's at least two different approaches to beating it. Or don't.~~ {restart link, label: "RESTART"}cred (cred < 5): cred + 1 -- @@ -1955,7 +1992,7 @@ inventory.indexOf(newItem) === -1 ? inventory.push(newItem) : console.log(" if (inventory.indexOf("Love is a wild, ultimately transient state.") > -1) { inventory.splice(inventory.indexOf("Love is a wild, ultimately transient state."), 1); // 2nd parameter means remove one item only } -[continued]Entering into Youmu's mind (or soul, Diotima isn't really sure which), she finds herself in a peaceful, tranquil place. It's dead silent. +[continued]Entering into Youmu's mind (or soul, Diotima isn't really sure which), she finds herself in a peaceful, tranquil place. It's dead silent. Inside she finds an idea: @@ -2459,7 +2496,143 @@ if (inventory.indexOf("We all wear facades.") > -1) { background-repeat: no-repeat; background-size: cover; } -[continued]