Hello all this is something weird I've been doing, essentially, it's a web-comic in scratch, I've been working on it for a while, and I hope you enjoy, the text in the bottom right hand corner will progress the plot and the text in the notes and credits shows all of the text of the slide. Indie art go brrr. Also, second episode will come out soon.
--------------Minor Blood and Violence Warning------------- --------------------------Start reading here----------------------- Page 1: You are a mob boss of the most feared gang in New Jerkey City, the Lines gang, nefarious rivals of the Dots gang, your name? Well, it's Tommy Gunten (TG) Open Blinds: You open the blinds to reveal the safe you always knew was back there, and then you opt to turn on the light instead. You never knew the code to that safe, it came with the building, but no one gave you a code, so you just left it alone Turn Around: You stop looking at the safe and look around at the rest of the office, you have a mirror, your door, and your desk. Where's the desk?: Right there dummy, it's the box, laugh it up, everybody's got to make budget cuts once and a while. Laugh it up: Yeah. That's what I thought. Do something Silly: You proceed to do the most hilarious thing Stop: Well, that was useless. (but still super funny) Look in mirror: You look in the mirror, back at your sad, unblinking face, while it looks back at y- What happened?: You forgot that a clone of you climbs through the mirror whenever you look at it, oh well, might as well send him to work (TG2) --> --> --> Read Note Tommy Gunten #1 gave you: Press the button for floor three: You would if you knew what the third floor button was, this button panel looks like a gosh darned calculator Through a Tantrum: Ok, you slam the buttons whilst also slamming your body against the elevator doors Stop: Alright Look around: There isn't much other than what you already interacted with, and the other people that are slowly backing away from you --> You have arrived at the third floor (TG1) look in box: Inside your desk is a Tommy gun, a note, and two letters Retrieve gun: Now you wield your trusty gun Fire: You're out of ammo, shoot. er, darn. Read note: You pick up the note --> That's funny, you don't remember writing that note (TG3) Leave for home: Man, what a day at work, you can't wait to go home. --> What's this package doing here? Darn, guess you'll have to take it in, it is addressed to TG1 after all --> --> --> Whoops, wrong floor --> Finally, now you can go home.
