Dev Blog #018

The past week has involved more learning; I think I'm a masochist, ideas come, and then I try to implement, realising I don't know what I'm going.


Five Guys
No, not the restaurant and guys, as it encompasses all genders. This week I have introduced FIVE new characters. Three of these are our lovely Zero Sevens sisters Zero Two, Zero Five & Zero Six. Cerberus Games, Arturious Designs & Shaddy Games kindly sacrificed some of their time this week and created these incredible gynoids. I can't wait to lewd them up!

The remaining two are big dudes, you know, the burley kind. If I'm honest, you don't want to see these two; it means you've done something wrong. So keep being a bad boy, and you might find yourself the spit in the roasting, but hey, Spoilers! I winged both of these blokes; all I knew I wanted was big muscle or fat; I didn't care. I like both of them, but Hector ended up looking like Stabby Mike. I think I need to age his face a little more, but I look at him and think of President Mike. 


Therapy is a Bitch!
I'm currently writing some therapy-related scenes, and guess what? I'm no therapist; I have never had therapy, but I could probably do with some. Fuck me; they're hard to write. I can't just write yes/no answers; otherwise, where is the therapy? So, my explanations are wordy and aim to give some background info on Nate but are they all true? No, it's not; depending on your choices, you can tell bare-faced lies. Each question has at least three responses, and each answer needs to have a personality, honest & humble, confidant & cocky, manipulative & creepy. This means getting into each of these heads and seeing what shit gets vomited out, and some of them are just hard fucking work.

Now, there's the therapist herself, the lovely Sarah is stunning, and writing lines for her is excellent. But, as I have eluded to, I'm not a shrink. My google history is weird. If I die tomorrow, people who have to deal with my digital crap will think, Do I even know who he was? Haha. I have read and watched so much material and searched many forums and professional websites to get the needed insights. The only common theme I found is Therapists don't do the talking. The patient does. They engender this opening up by asking questions, but open ones. No shit Sherlock! I could have told you that, hell, watch the good Doctor Linda help Lucifer, and you'll have everything you need. And watch what I did. 

I'm almost at a point where I can send this scene off for proofing by Thor's Hamster. After that, I'm going to send it out to a few people to canvas their thoughts. I'd hate for it to feel preachy, whiney, or even too long-winded. So instead, I'm hoping the content will be exciting and possibly shocking at times.


What happened to the Progress Updates?
I forgot about them; I have done one since returning, and even then, I messed it up. I had declared the writing was 100%. I hadn't realised that it was the Demo's stats; I had deleted the wrong file. One Drive had a conflict and saved two versions, and the muppet I am deleted the wrong one. So I will be doing one for this week that genuinely reflects the state of the game… fuck I've just lost The Game.

That's it from me; I've been sober this week but seriously suffering from a lack of sleep. Nevertheless, I have had an enjoyable week in streams. Saturday night was jam-packed. I had six people, most of who were Devs. My computer nearly exploded as I watched four streams at once while sharing my screen while making QR Code tattoos for the Gynoids.

Snowy