Is allegedly allive
Hi hello friends, it’s been a month, and I’ve made maybe 1% on Chapter 2! 
Totally didn’t spend my break gaming and sleeping instead of writing and studying nope not me I’m a model student.
Actually though, it’s taken me a month to finish the first half of the first scene. It just kept coming out wrong, and of course, it’s always busy busy busy with school. I’ve come to accept there is a very good chance that I will finish my degree before I even get halfway through this game
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I’ve cleaned up Chapter 1, making it easier for me to read, and I think I’ve caught most of the spelling/grammar errors, and a few weird stat raises. Per the relationships, I’ve yet to come up with a way to implement text in a moderated and satisfactory way. Well, not that it really matters right now, and maybe I just need to sit down for a few hours without school hanging over my head to think this through.
I have no idea when I can finish Chapter 2, but I’m working on it! Even if it takes me years, I’ll finish it!
@awkward_viking What eye colour did you choose? Hazel gives a boost to rebellious.
And per @cookiemonsta’s request, a snippet that I managed to write!
Summer of 497, Oskar's POV
He cannot understand why he feels the compulsion to torment his cousin. It has been but a few hours since he arrived at Remesch, but as soon as he sees her, he feels that strange desire. Oskar cannot recall exactly when this began, perhaps a couple years ago, if he were to warrant a guess.
He tries to rationalize it; it is her fault for having such a dumb expression on her face; why does she have to annoy me so much, and so forth, but he knows those are just lies he has created to save face.
To save face for whom, he sometimes wonders.
This time, he has stolen her ribbon, yanking it out of her hair once Cousin Benedikt left them. It is not exactly something he can hide, and as soon she registered the ribbon in his hand, her face went from one of carefree relaxation, to one of murderous intent.
Every expression looks so pretty on her.
He grins cockily, immediately taking off while waving her ribbon about. “Come and get it!” Oskar does not doubt she runs her fastest, but he’s taller, and used to chasing his brother around.
But that was before they were treated differently.
After a few minutes, he looks behind and sees she is not there. At a moment’s impulse, he throws the ribbon and darts off in a different direction.
He is uncertain how much time passes by the time she catches up to him. “Where is it?” she demands, cheeks flushed from exertion and hair mussed from both him and the wind.
For a moment, all Oskar feels is regret. He cannot recall seeing her look so upset, but he pushes down the lump of unease with a laugh. It is but a ribbon, why does she care so much? “I threw it away! Good luck finding it!”
He meant it in jest, but she merely huffs angrily before running off to search for it, leaving him alone in the blistering sun.
Why did he do it? Oskar tries to rationalize it again, and he arrives at the same conclusion he has so many times before.
He wants her attention.
Oskar bites his lip as he shakes his head, feeling his cheeks warm. It is the sun, he tells himself, it is nothing more than that.