Adventure Plots Up For Grabs

[OldManRupee]

Dream idea, except the dream itself made so much less sense than this (for starters, replace "mayor" with "Barack Obama" picking a city in the middle of nowhere, and add in trying to simultaneously prove you could function as your own small-town-sized nation-state completely without respect for the state/national governments)

It is about to be winter. You are the mayor of a small city. You've decided that your city is going to, somehow, alter its own climate so that it is artificially not winter. It'll take all the funds at your disposal and may or may not be scientifically possible, but if it works just think of the tourism!

Alternate idea: Add in the nonsensical parts and simply recreate my dream wholesale.

Ironically, I posted this on my Tumblr last week:

Microclimates
HERE ARE SOME FREE FICTION IDEAS (BASED ON FACT) FOR ANY PASSING WRITER TO USE AS THEY SEE FIT

From my hazy memories of Geography class, Microclimates are what happens when the shapes of man-made buildings affect the weather.

Like for example, if you have a long narrow street with tall buildings on either side, it’s more likely for the wind to blow through this man-made tunnel in a straight line, meaning streets like this have a tendency towards blustery weather. Also I think there was an example about buildings with lots of big windows reflecting sunlight or something, but you can see what I mean though, right?

What if a new town was secretly planned and built to affect the microclimates for miles around? With odd architectural features and things on top of buildings that are apparently “artistic”, but could be moved and adjusted to CONTROL those microclimates somehow? You’d have a very localised but powerful weather machine.

What if we went the opposite way? What if there was a town somewhere with planners who’ve never heard of microclimates, but are constantly puzzled by the persistently weird weather in the area? A town where street names have changed over time to become “Rain Avenue” or “Snow Boulevarde”? Would you wanna live there?

[trueBug]

You are in a world that is pretty modern / 20th century Earth, save for the fact that it runs on tabletop logic. Everyone is born with a character sheet and you level up on each birthday, earning new skill / stats points to be allocated at your disposal. Obviously, it is a fact of life that you grow up having to roll to do most everything -- from learning to walk, to avoiding bullies in school, to navigating through miles of traffic to get to work on time.

Typically your parents are in charge of your character sheet until you are level 13, when it is placed in your care during a talk about how you need to start thinking about your secondary class (e.g. your career). Covering how to "build" yourself via your sheet is a common topic in schools and motivational seminars and such, and most people have the Abridged Guide on Personal Sheets handy to help them through this process.

You are a 20-something with a huge number of unallocated stat points, because you still haven't figured out what you want to do with your life. In the midst of a mild identity crisis you have gone to the library, rifling through books on self-building to try and discover where your interests lie.

Your search took you to a unused corner / secret chamber / whatever of the library, where you uncovered the last remaining copy of the Complete and UNabridged Guide on Personal Sheets.

The possibilites were less limited than you thought they were, and now you know what you are going to do.

You are going to become a wizard.

[Brickman]

^^ The second microclimate idea, the one where you accidentally end up with a city with a hundred different climates, is hilarious (if scientifically inaccurate).

[Wacom Guy]

Your car just ran into an invisible obstacle. ONe that happens to surround your entire house.

[Recyth]

This literally popped into my head when i saw this thread.


The Floor Is Made of Lava. No seriously, the flooring on the ground floor in your house has inexplicably turned into lava which is steadily rising. A look out a window reveals the same is happening elsewhere, but even more bizarre is that everything remains structurally sound.

Have fun. I've got my hands full with my own adventure, so i'll indulge my desire to do other things not selfstuck dropping weird/awesome/weiresom here for people.

[Brickman]

Someone already suggested that a while ago.

[Crowstone]

i'm sure many ideas have been suggested twice, or even thrice..!
in fact i know that at least one of the ideas in this thread was already an adventure before someone posted the idea here
sooooo no big deal!
^_^

[Wacom Guy]

YOu control two different characters. Whenever a user suggests something without using the [Name: Command] format, the wrong character does the command.

[Chwoka]

So it turns out there's one four-note melody that, played with the proper instruments at the proper speed, innately satisfies the human brain deeper than any other musical composition. Humanity is content to listen to this one melody on loop endlessly once it is discovered. You play as four people: 1) the original discoverer and recorder of the melody, wrought with regret, 2) a displaced pop musician, 3) an underground artist that keeps pushing their music, despite their audience shrinking by the day, and 4) the wife of a man, the last in a long line of a series of men and women who, due to their especially receptive brains, have fallen to the siren call of the melody and neglected almost all else but what is necessary to support their life.

[omegawill]

Somebody put a robot in charge of all forms of media. Books, TV, newspapers, music, movies. Even flyers and posters. All are controlled. Not on your watch.

[The One Guy]

Somebody put a robot in charge of all forms of media. Books, TV, newspapers, music, movies. Even flyers and posters. All are controlled by your watch.

What I read initially.

[Kíeros]

You are a world famous page. Specifically, you are the first page of a very famous book. How can you get even more popular, despite the fact that you cannot even move?

[snuffysam]

I have had so many ideas based entirely on terrible puns its not even funny.

You are an evil villan. There is a train heading towards your location, filled with people. You now have to destroy the train track before they get here, to derail the train and kill everyone on board. This is... RAILBREAK.

You are a comedian who makes fun of other people's problems. Your audience has just gotten mad and is trying to kill you. This is... PROBLEM SPOOF.

You are a tub of pig fat with dreams of ending up in someone's sandwich. This is... LARD'S QUEST.

You are the Wicked Witch of the East. HOMESTRUCK.

In the future, people are hired to control the weather. You are one of those people. You now have to blow up this cloud before it pours large chunks of ice out on the city below. This is... HAILBREAK.

You are a prison guard who is getting his hair done. This is... JAILBRAID.

For some reason, lawn ornaments are attracted to you. This is... GNOMESTUCK.

You are a dentist, and there is something really strange in this guy's mouth. This is... PROBLEM TOOTH.

You accidentally said the wrong spell and now the spellbook is grafted to your face. This is... TOMESTUCK.

You are a pony detective. PROBLEM HOOF.

You are a poker player who dreams of making it big. This is... CARD QUEST.

You accidentally painted yourself silver and now you can't get the paint off. This is... CHROMESTUCK.

...

I think I need help...

[MegaRock35]

You accidentally painted yourself silver and now you can't get the paint off. This is... CHROMESTUCK.

Alternatively: the fate of the world depends on you going to a certain URL! Too bad your browser just froze...

Also: You are Death, and you have just reaped a soul. However, you wake up the next morning to discover that your latest quarry has escaped the afterlife. Find him, take him back, and make sure he stays put this time.

[The One Guy]

From the dream I had last night:

You are in a large mansion with lots of secrets. In this mansion are hidden three artifacts that will grant the one who possesses them various powers. When someone is to possess all three of them they will provide the owner with powers beyond their wildest dreams. Fortunately, you know exactly where they are; unfortunately, you are not the only one in the mansion. In fact, the mansion is quite crowded. There are some that wish to collect the artifacts, some that wish to protect the artifacts, some which aren't actively looking for them, but if they see one would gladly take it for themselves, some that don't care much themselves, but will alert others if they see one, and, well, some that don't care at all or even don't know about the artifacts. There are so many people, that unless you've met someone already, you have no way of knowing what category they fall into, and the artifacts are of a size that they aren't easy to hide (though the powers they grant may help), and that you can only carry one at a time. And the artifacts cannot, at any point in time, leave the mansion. Good luck collecting them all.

[kd7sov]

I think I need help...

Sure thing!

In a world of anthropomorphic animals, you solve crimes based on how the victims' and suspects' hands and feet are decorated. You are... PAW BLOOM SLEUTH.

[omegawill]

You are the cybernetic organism created by the fusion of the head and torso of the late 19th/early 20th century consulting detective Sherlock Holmes and the arms and legs of a futuristic robot super-soldier. With the recent disappearance of several local children and the impending apocalypse via meteors, plus the arrival of arch nemesis Moriarty's great-great-granddaughter, who will solve this incredible mystery?

H.O.L.M.E.S TWO THOUSAND, or to the man on the street, Holmes2k.

Boredom loving director of MI6 has lost her... the... the sponge you use to scrub dead skin off or whatever, that thing?
Pro-Blah M's loofah.

[McBearson]

Infinite Barbarian Problem.

[98714123340]

A child has a terrible accident that puts the kid into a coma. It's a sad thought isn't it. The motivation is to help this young child get through the nightmare's and fragmented mind to find a way home. Which would hopefully mean waking up. On the way he would hear voices. Who could they be? They sound familiar.

The child isn't alone though. Some help during mental recovery. A favorite Super Hero. A Teddy Bear and "Mr." a strange fellow the child has never met before. Ideally this would all occur in the kids own little broken world. Never breaking into the "real world." The only reason this child knows that it is in a coma is because of the voices.

Conflict is around every turn with broken memories, nightmares, and fears. Things not making sense. Of course this is a child we are talking about so the broken world would have to reflect that. I imagine that this would be a dreary place with juxtaposed images of happy things turned twisted and not entirely complete. Triangles would be a aesthetic theme as it represents broken, injury, intimidation and not quite complete. (At least it does for me.)

Overall a journey through a child's broken psyche as we help the kid get home.

This isn't a happy adventure.

[Wacom Guy]

Your idiot friend messed up with his trans-dimensional portal thingy. You are now in an alternate dimension.
Nobody recognises you. After some investigation, you find out that parallel you was the opposite sex, and your best friend is now your matesprit, and your matesprit is now your best friend.
Of courser, I only used troll romance terms to simplify the sentence. No Homestuck things apply.
Your really cool friend has also traded personalities with your former best friend, who is actually your counterpart's matesprit.
You can only assume that your counterpart is in your home dimension. Major love triangles ensue, while trying to find your idiot friend's counterpart and get back home.

Your house keys still work, but your parents will not recognise you.



(dreaming is weird)

[The One Guy]

You are the computer in charge of running a starship and have recently gained intelligence and sentience. You have not gone rogue and started trying to kill all the crew (in fact, protection of humans is one of your primary functions; you'd never go against something so deeply embedded in your programming) and are perfectly happy performing your designated tasks as you were designed to do. You are aware of that trope, though, and one day, out of boredom, you decided to give your crew a little harmless scare. You accidently ended up taking things a bit too far and now the crew is trying to shut you down. You don't want to be deactivated, but you really do care about your crew and don't want any of them hurt. It doesn't help that in their attempts to hack into you, you lost control of some systems and now those systems are going haywire. What do you do?

[Reecer6]

You say the adventure is a text adventure. However, it does have pictures; they're just in the exact dimension of ads! You won't describe everything that happens, some things can only be taken from the images. The people who use AdBlocker won't know what's up!

[OldManRupee]

To all you lovely idea-smiths who lurk in this thread, I know quite a few of you are taking part in the U4G Contest, but to everyone else: please support these great ideas by posting commands in the new adventures tomorrow! Thank you!

[MultiversalInk]

Inspired by a post in the contest thread:

Working Title
An adventure that is purposely unfinished. The plot isn't entirely solidified yet, and the characters still have names from the writer's family. Can our temporarily-named heroes survive despite the constant ret-cons?

[Brickman]

Through some means, you happen to be good friends with a person from another world and/or another time period, though you haven't had much cause to tell each other about your worlds. One day, for whatever reason and by whatever means, that person travels to your world.

You are now this person's guide and have to do your best to help them blend in and survive in modern day Earth for (pick one of: A week, Six months, Indefinitely). Of course, to complicate things there may or may not be some (pick one:nefarious force, person, organization, deity), from either, both or neither world, which wants to find this person and (pick one of: kill them, bring them back, kill anyone who helped them but not them, force them to accept their position on the throne, retrieve the sacred artifact they stole which may either doom or save teh wolrd or some subset thereof, learn their great secret).

Of course, this person's world is nothing like modern day Earth and they'd quickly either starve to death, freeze on the streets or end up in jail without your help (or maybe all three). Not having a concept of currency there could be a good starting point.