Narcolepsy, by Adam Cadre Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (62 ratings) |
Photopia, by Adam Cadre Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (559 ratings) "Will you read me a story?" "Read you a story? What fun would that be? I've got a better idea: let's tell a story together." |
Pytho's Mask, by Emily Short Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (68 ratings) On the Night of the Comet, the usual astrological bonds do not hold, and the order of the universe is threatened. It is a time made for rebels and usurpers, and all who would claim the kingdom for... |
Savoir-Faire, by Emily Short Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (132 ratings) The beautiful life is always damned, they say. As for you, you've overexpended yourself: fifteen years of prominence, champagne, carriage rides in the Tuileries, having your name whispered behind... |
Shrapnel, by Adam Cadre Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (167 ratings) |
Slouching Towards Bedlam, by Star Foster and Daniel Ravipinto Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (215 ratings) In the beginning was the Word, and it was hungry. ... |
Spider and Web, by Andrew Plotkin Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (311 ratings) A vacation in our lovely country! See the ethnic charms of the countryside, the historic grandeur of the capital city. Taste our traditional cuisine; smell the flowers of the Old Tree. And all without... |
Suveh Nux, by David Fisher Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (225 ratings) An entry in the 2007 One Room Game Competition. You play a magician's servant who gets trapped in your master's vault; you'll need to learn some of his tricks if you want to get out. |
Violet, by Jeremy Freese Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (383 ratings) Calm down. All you have to do is write a thousand words and everything will be fine. And you have all day, except it's already noon. [blurb from IF Comp 2008] |
Whom The Telling Changed, by Aaron A. Reed Juleske's rating: Average member rating: (64 ratings) The people had always gathered on moonless nights to hear the stories, since the time of their ancestors' ancestors. The heat of the fire and the glow in the storyteller's eyes made the past present, and the... |