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heavy-is-the-crown-if · 11 months
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Twine version update!
Yep that's right !
With the six routes finally reported on Twine, I thought it would be nice to do a little update. (It'll let me know if I've missed anything.)
Don't get carried away, my dears! The game isn't mobile friendly, there's no light and dark mode, and none of that technical stuff that all the other Twine authors manage to put in. I'm a novice and I suck, don't forget that. Most of the time, I don't even know what I'm doing with Twine.
But I think it works, so I might as well give it a go.
Another reminder: there's no additional content. Since the last update, all I've done is rewrite on Twine everything I had on Choice of Script.
Still, I hope it goes well and wish you a good Saturday and Sunday.
Here the link
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adoriels-tears-if · 11 months
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I had a horrible thought yesterday...one that could give me even more work, but...a Mc who can't use their legs....
A new path...
*About Heavy is the Crown
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kiss-my-jazz · 14 days
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Heavy is the Crown Demo
This piece is currently in the works. I've decided to complete the entire work before upload instead of one chapter at a time. That being said, this is a little sample from Chapter One to introduce some of the themes and characters. The story is mostly focused on Diavolo before the canonical timeline.
“He can’t possibly take over right now. He clearly isn’t ready. The prince isn’t to be crowned for another century!” This demon was particularly loud, his hands slammed firmly into the table, skin wrinkled tightly under his weight as he leaned far over the table. Valefar was known to be outspoken and clever, but he was also known to be vain. That much he made painfully obvious.
Stress gripped Diavolo violently. He didn’t really want to be king, but now that it was in front of him, he couldn’t bear to have it taken away. His whole life had been about preparing him for this, he couldn’t lose it that easily. He struggled to say anything, to argue for himself, but he only stood there at the head of the table gaping like a fish.
“It is a prince’s duty to take over after his father,” This voice was much cooler, the speaker leaning back comfortably in her chair. She sipped daintily at her tea. “It is not our place to rob Prince Diavolo of that.” The mentioned demon felt a warmth twist through him when she said that. Saleos had always been the young lord’s favorite Assembly member, though as the mother of his best friend, she held a significant advantage. 
“"It's not about denying him his birthright; he's simply not ready. Besides, who’s to say if King Vassago isn’t coming back?”
“Do you expect us to be left without a leader until he does?” A smaller demon pitched in. Camio’s words were quiet and contorted, the demon’s beak shimmering under the lights. 
“What are we for if not to guide in his stead?” The demon sang, raising his chin in pride. Diavolo moved to speak, only making a small sound before being lost under the argument.
“What is the prince for if not that very purpose? You forget your place, advisor.” Saleos was furious now, pushing up from her seat to match Valefar’s level.
 “I’m not forgetting my place, I’m utilizing it. That prince is not fit yet to rule. As an assembly, we are. We have spent centuries leading in the shadow of King Vassago, while that boy sat in a library with his babysitter. You think with your heart, not your head.” The other spat. 
“You would dare to deny your prince his blood right to the throne for the sake of your own ego?” A tense silence fell over the Assembly. The others looked between the two, the air between them palpable. 
“What are you saying, Saleos?” He growled.
“You would do well to mind your tone, Valefar.” 
“Friends,” This voice was cool and calculated, its owner grinning as he rested his chin on his hands. All heads turned to Belial as he spoke.  "There's a compromise here. The prince need not be crowned, but he can still govern in his father's stead." Somehow, that solution hadn’t occurred to the rest of the Assembly. Diavolo didn’t need to be king, he just needed to rule. The demon continued, standing now. “Saleos is right, you know. We’re mere advisors. Let the boy play king and let us advise him as we are meant to do. He may not be ready to rule, but with our counsel, he need not rule alone."
Murmurs of agreement passed through the Assembly. Belial’s grin only grew as he turned his face on Diavolo. “My prince, please excuse our scuffling today. We are prepared, as a collective, to offer our council to you. May you choose to use it.” He bowed his head to his chest, crossing a hand gingerly across his heart. 
Diavolo nodded calmly as the demon straightened. "I am grateful for your support," He addressed the room now, a kind of formality he despised overtaking his voice. “And I ask that you allow me, as is my birthright, to act as your king.” He struggled to keep his nerves from showing as he stood there, gazing out over tight, cold expressions. 
“Are we in agreement that Prince Diavolo will act on behalf of King Vassago for the duration of his absence?” The demons cast wary looks at each other before coming to a hesitant agreement. “It is settled, then.” Belial announced. “Prince Diavolo, we will answer to you in his place, as will the people. However, that brings us to the next topic of discussion. How do we explain this to the public?”
Despite the conclusion they’d drawn, the Assembly didn’t wait for the prince’s answer, instead, erupting once more into argument. How had his father handled this group? They would argue over the color of the sky… Though, Diavolo thought, maybe that was why he left. 
“We will tell them exactly what we’ve said.” Diavolo announced, finally finding his strength. The Assembly fell silent at his volume and at last turned their attention to him. He took a breath. "They need to know that I will act as my father's proxy, and that the realm will continue as usual. If we remain composed, so will they." He hoped that was right. The truth was, he didn’t know anyone other than a handful of nobles. The prince had never been allowed outside of the castle grounds. His only friends were his own butler and a young noble named Mephistopheles. He couldn’t really say he knew how the people of his kingdom would react because he didn’t actually know any of them, but it worked to convince the Assembly. The squabbling stopped and stayed to a minimum for the remainder of the meeting, the council now allowing Diavolo to direct the discussion. 
Demons piled into limousines, shouting and laughing and chatting as they left. Diavolo watched them leave from the front steps, a sense of dread coursing through him. It was as if his strength was tethered to the retreating limousines, his heart sinking further into his stomach with every inch they gained. He pivoted, striding swiftly through the foyer. Skipping steps, he hurried to his study, ignoring the concerned butler that called after him. Diavolo slammed the study door, collapsing back against cool oak. The room was dead silent except for the sound of labored breathing. He pulled his knees in close to his core, a subconscious attempt to make himself as small as possible, to hide from the world. 
He was really gone, wasn’t he?  His father. Diavolo found himself consumed by guilt and shame. Maybe if he’d done better. Maybe if he had been a better student, a better prince, a better son…he wouldn’t have…
Head buried in his arms, bright cherry hair tangled in his fingers, the young prince began to cry.
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claire-de-lune-poetry · 11 months
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Queens-
What a woefully romanticized title
Laced with jewels of ever after fairytale
Yet heavy is the head that wears such a crown
Rings much like collars
And kings with the emotional depth of a crumb
Charm & flattery rolled out like red carpet
Only for moments after I dos are said
The beast comes out of the prince
Books can only lend a blankets worth of therapy for the lonely
You are not belle
Royalty is just a form of accepted slavery
Where the most beautiful & skilled are sold like the heard
Cattle branded by the fathered in auctioneer
If only this modern-day rendition were less a sugar coated dooms day
I guess that must be the appeal to history
Rose-colored glassed gardens of falsity
Respun over time to mousetrap corporations
Who want to play a devils card game on your whimsical fantasies
Feast on your neglected childhood aspects
I wish I could still see the world through pure eyes
A diamond sized rock weighs heavy in my heart
Soon, my lungs fill with water, and I, too, am a lost sapphire at sea
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ausetkmt · 1 year
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tarynstunes · 1 year
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benjaminoeladivino · 2 years
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Tipo de gráfico: Avatar, firma y banner.
Medidas del gráfico: Avatar (250x400) Firma (300x250) Banner (1030x230)
Colores predominantes: Me gustaría que tuviera alguna tonalidad rojiza, quizás no tan marcada pero que estuviera por ahí ya que seria una referencia sobre su apellido, aunque es bastante libre y depende de las imágenes que elijas.
Carácter: En ella hay algo así como dualidad, sobre como se muestra a como en realidad es y que a la vez desconoce, por lo cual se puede jugar un poco con algo de luz y oscuridad en referencia a su personalidad. No es introvertida, aún así es más observadora que habladora, se oculta bastante entre sus pensamientos y como dicen por ahí la procesión se lleva por dentro (?). Añado que es una ex-patinadora sobre hielo por si sirve de algo, aunque su trabajo actual gira en torno al área de la salud (enfermería).
Frase de firma:  Now everything is kinda turned around and she's like a... she's like this cloud... that I can see through. And on the other side, I see you. And I feel something very strong. I think I know what to call it now. (En letras pequeñas, si es que se puede e.e)
Imágenes: Dejaré algunas opciones y el instagram (prefiero que sean imágenes donde el cabello se vea mas castaño y no tan rubio). https://i.ibb.co/Mcj946p/139490454-2726946190953085-6304945255613061695-n.jpg https://i.ibb.co/FHf95Lk/125919970-1057071774745354-467215763038943183-n.jpg https://i.ibb.co/KqY60rp/130333341-411163330296453-543547558662259778-n.jpg https://i.ibb.co/Y3bxMCq/131889349-1010747242769010-2775744841279008779-n.jpg https://i.ibb.co/p2TZY9Y/131933586-701597394060395-4827759595053462549-n.jpg https://i.ibb.co/NFrr0g6/133248077-210244767316935-6947676789515201711-n.jpg https://www.instagram.com/annavonklinski/ Gracias, paso a avisar que es para el foro Heavy is the crown.
¡Hola!
Ante nada, gracias por el pedido :D
Me ha costado la vida hacer este pack, lo reconozco. No sé si es que estoy oxidada o qué pero... ha sido un reto XD Al final me he quedado con algo sencillo porque creo que ha quedado mucho mejor que todo lo que estaba probando previamente (que si patines por aquí, que si puentes por ahí, que si frases largas más allá... quedaba todo recargado y, sinceramente, mal). ¡Ya me dirás si te gusta!
(¡También he tenido que cambiar las imágenes que me has proporcionado, espero que no te importe!).
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my-chaos-radio · 1 month
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Release: March 18, 2021
Lyrics:
Never needed any reason
To find deliverance
Like a cancer running through my veins, oh
It's never gonna give in
See them march like lambs to the slaughter
Toy soldiers line up on the altar
I was never meant to drink that water
They'll remember me, when I'm underground
Heavy is the crown
Never falter, never let them bleed you out
I'll be still standing when they try to bring my castle down
I'll never bow down
Heavy is the crown
When the weight of the world crashing
Pushing you closer to the edge (closer to the edge)
You find a way to get a little bit stronger
To fight off the demons, yeah
See them march like lambs to the slaughter
Toy soldiers line up on the altar
I'll rise, hell or high water
And you'll remember me, when I'm underground
Heavy is the crown
Never falter, never let them bleed you out
I'll be still standing when they try to bring my castle down
I'll never bow down
Heavy is the crown
Everything will fade away
Yeah, nothing in this world is meant to stay
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown, oh
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown, oh
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown, oh
Heavy is the crown
Heavy is the crown
Never falter, never let them bleed you out
I'll be still standing when they try to bring my castle down
I'll never bow down
Heavy is the crown
Songwriter:
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown, oh (heavy is the crown)
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown, oh
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown, oh (heavy is the crown)
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown, oh
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown, oh
Heavy is the crown, heavy is the crown
Martin Frederiksen / Chris Daughtry / Scott Christopher Stevens / Composer Author Unknown / Elvio Fernandez
SongFacts:
"Heavy Is the Crown" is a song by American rock band Daughtry. It was released on March 18, 2021 as the second single from the band's sixth studio album, Dearly Beloved. It was written by Chris Daughtry, Johnny Cummings, Elvio Fernandes, Scott Stevens and Marti Frederiksen. Peaking at number four, it was Daughtry's highest-charting single on the mainstream rock charts until the release of Artificial in 2023, which charted at number two.
Homepage:
Daughtry
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pumpkingeorge · 2 months
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Why is this guy always in a situation?
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yifftwiceplz · 4 months
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staring out the window in my study with my arms crossed behind my back frowning i should have never let that rat into my court he offers naught but mischief
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yahoo-fantrolls · 8 months
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Sinkue:*sigh* My efforts as heiress will be undone once I go off world. It is a pattern that I have found in what historical records there are.
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Hi everyone,
It's an even day, an update day.
-Meet your cousins
-Cry or try to be a hero (again)
-Meet the other Sword Bearers.
-Still have to pee?
As a reminder, the first choices are used to determine Merlin's appearance!
Those for Mc will come later.
I'm waiting for your feedback and I hope there won't be too many bugs. That said, I will try to fix them as soon as possible if there are any.
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adoriels-tears-if · 5 months
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so first question, what will it take for everyone (tobias, cecilly, elianna) to see that something might be wrong with the MC if they go full edgelord? and what would ash's reaction be towards this MC when they meet?
third question, would you consider creating a patreon?
and fourth, but unrelated(?), is heavy on hiatus? :(
Hi !
Frankly, not many. And let me be clear, but the 3 would not immediately act to counter Mc in the same way Ash would.
Ash had two goals in mind when he stayed away from his child. To protect them from others, and to have enough distance to act without getting too attached if the need arose. (Even if he puts blinders on, he'd be devastated if he had to act against his child).
I'd love a Patreon but I don't think I'll be able to feed it effectively, so maybe more of a Kofi? Or maybe go straight through Itch io to offer side story about Adoriel's Tears and set up the donation system?
I wrote a bit about Heavy last week. So it's not really a hiatus?
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pit--rat · 9 months
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did a sketch i don't totally despise for once
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dreamluminosity · 1 year
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didn’t get many good shots since there was a blinding light in our way but still loved it especially when he played Waiting For Superman.
watch the clips I got here
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eathercrafts · 1 year
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