[Keyboard Kommander] Vertical Strikethrough Synopsis

The coolest thing about the latest update to Keyboard Kommander is the introduction of striked through text. When you’re typing in a word, the letters you’ve typed are crossed out, so you get a better sense of your progress. Let’s talk about the writing progress on the project. This is primarily because the next few weeks may see some time, which otherwise would have been spent writing public-facing short stories, rerouted to secretive background writing…

Spoiler Warning Scale: Kasual (some brainstorming)
Maturity warning: safe reading, folks
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[Keyboard Kommander] Building Story Treatment

For my smaller writing projects, I’ll sufficiently consider the subject, structure my thoughts, before launching into writing. Using a rough medical analogy, the structural skeleton is mechanical and the rest is organic, so I’m free to adapt my focus if I discover something significant during the writing procedure. For Keyboard Kommander, I’m doing much the same, except it’s bigger. The skeleton is a solid 10 pages! Here’s an obscured screenshot and what I can currently reveal:

Spoiler Warning Scale: Kasual (some information about the villainess)
Maturity warning: safe reading, folks
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[Grime/Glitter] Work vs Play

One of my favorite things to do at work is taking the seriousness out of certain situations. This microwave’s note explained it was “not heating food.” I saw an opportunity: “Only heats science experiments.” While I am professional when needed in most situations, I also find the value in providing some humor in otherwise drab, stressful, and boring workplaces. More importantly, work should be like play, in that you enjoy going to work. If not?

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[Fiction Practice] Kajas Talk Show

“It’s the Kajas Talk Show with special guest: The Orthographimancer!” The camera panned over the bustling audience, all wearing glowing green control collars, to the gray stage. Between a slightly crazed host sitting behind a keyboard-esque desk on one side, and two security guards standing on the other, sat a woman in a little dress of red leather confident in her domination of the world.  “S-so, The Kapital wants to know; why’d you do it?”

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[Keyboard Kommander] Troubleshooting Coproductive Overanalyses

Working solo allows you the complete freedom to make projects exactly as you please. Team projects still allow comfortable freedom. It’s just you trade absolute authority for coproductive collaboration. Teammates might have skills you don’t have or haven’t learned, while others have skills that can help develop your potential. Within the Keyboard Kommander group, William can program, while Rajas is helping troubleshoot narrative aspects of the Story Mode so we can deliver a better project:

Spoiler Warning Scale: None (story development)
Maturity warning: safe reading, folks
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[Fiction Practice] Not Gonna Play? [Maturity: +18]

“Your choices are going to affect how this game progresses.” Zombies clamored at the open gate, innocence splattered the white picket fence, and the almost-digital narrator impatiently continued. “This is the tutorial level so you have room to practice.” The angry farmer threw down the odd weapon. “This isn’t a game! This is real life! I’m going to bed.” Zombies charged mercilessly. They were overtaken. “That’s fine. You won’t make it for long. I’ll help.”

Maturity Warning: Read With Caution
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[Fiction Practice] Make Your Choice [Maturity: +18]

The home guarded by white picket fence would never be the same after that evening. They were just settling down for the evening. The daughter was sound asleep and the wife was reading in bed. The husband walked the torn, fleshy remains of that evening’s chicken dinner to the compost. As he turned to lock up the front gate and put the dogs to bed, he heard fierce barks, followed by whimpers, then unworldly moans.

Maturity Warning: Read With Caution
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