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Coming October 16, 2018 from Cleanreads —

 

If you loved the first book, read the second. If you haven’t read the first book, read it before 10.16.18 so you’ll know what you missed.

WE. ARE. BACK.

I thank you all for your patience. Choose Your Own Geekery is back with a new format.

Below are four possible beginnings to a story. Click on the link to view chapter one of each story. Then use the poll at the bottom to pick the one you want to hear more about.

And the sharp-eyed among you will notice there are five possible options on the poll.

If you aren’t in love with any of these options, tell me what you want. You can use the comments section on this page or you can post on our Facebook page. Give me an idea for a story to tell.

I’ll choose one suggestion if any appear and add them to the poll. Place your suggestions by August 30th.

Cold Digs — A Paleontological dig in the least hospitable place on earth. Don’t expect things to get better when you actually find something.

Pepperoni and Cheese Detective Agency (Volume 2) — Everyone’s favorite teen detectives are back. Our last story was told from Parker’s point of view. This one will be from Ash’s.  (And if you missed out on Volume 1, you can read the whole story HERE.)

Division of Dragon’s Loot — Every adventurer dreams of the untold riches of a dragon’s hoard. Well, you’ve got first choice of the treasures, but you’re surrounded by somewhat less than savory fellows. Slaying the dragon might have been the easy part.

Rock-Em Sock-Em Romance — They said it couldn’t be done. In a world where giant robots battle for entertainment, what possible room could there be for a love story? Well, it can indeed be done. Should it? That’s for you to decide.

Which story would you like to tell with us?
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Votes will close on September 22nd. The new story (with new options to progress) will appear on September 30th. If you need a reminder, events will be available on Facebook.

Let’s do this . . .

Art Heist Agony: Chapter Two

If you missed Chapter 1, you can read it here.

You slowly made your way out of the chair on which you sat, moving as silently as possible. You waited long enough that your shadow crossing the light spilling out into the hallway is unlikely to attract their attention, and you followed the burglar.

You were reasonably certain you were following a woman based on her build and small stature. She went to an office door that looked like all the other doors as far as you could see. Then she pulled a crowbar out of her jacket. This was your second surprise of the night. The lock on that door, if it were indeed locked, could have been picked with a credit card or a stickpin by anyone who’d taken ten minutes online to watch a video showing them how to do so. Instead, the woman seemed to have gone out of her way to make this break-in obvious. You watched her struggle for five minutes making way too much noise before the cheap wood of the door gave way.

The next few minutes made you question your decision to not interfere quite yet. The woman seemed far more intent on vandalism than on theft. She scattered papers about the room, knocked books off shelves, poured several bottled waters onto the office computer, and generally made all sorts of mayhem.

The last thing she did, however, was obviously calculated. She opened the bottom drawer of a particular filing cabinet, stuffed all of the files into a satchel, and high-tailed it out of the room. You had just enough time to duck back out of her way as she walked briskly to the nearest exit.

Thankfully, your car was in the same lot. You gave her enough time to get out without seeing your headlights come on, but managed to catch up to her before she disappeared into the midst of the city. (Memorizing the plate number helped as well.)

So you were close enough to her to see her double park her car, jump out of it, pull one file out of the satchel and throw the rest of them, bag and all, into a nearby dumpster.

——— Wait, so what do I do now?

You will notice two TBD slots on the poll. These are meant to be filled out by YOU.

If you have a suggestion for another option for Agent Kelso to have taken, please comment on this site, or send it to our Facebook page. (Like us while there if you don’t already, please and thank you.) Get your suggestions in by Tuesday because I’ll be updating the poll on Wednesday with your suggestions.

A little side note here: We all know that eventually this story winds up with Agent Kelso having a stack of paintings behind a pile of dirty laundry. What we don’t know is how it got there! I encourage you all to find creative ways to mess with me. The challenge here is write me into a corner, presenting a situation where Agent Kelso cannot possibly wind up where he or she is supposed to. Then you choosy geeks get to watch me squirm and find a way to make the impossible happen.

So be ruthless! (In the nicest possible way.)

You may vote now (though I ask that you not vote for a TBD until it no longer says TBD). If you’d prefer to wait until all the options are up on the poll, feel free, but get your votes in before next Sunday when a winner will be chosen, and a new Chapter will be posted.

So make your choice.

Art Heist Agony – Chapter One

“I’m sorry?”

“Did I stutter, Agent Kelso?” The assistant director looks directly at you and holds your gaze for a very long time. That’s one of her signature moves. “You know more about the Moretti Art Theft than anyone in the Bureau. You provided us with the whereabouts of the perpetrators, discovered the artwork that was returned for a ransom was a forgery, and you gave the Justice Department enough evidence to put the criminals behind bars for years and years and years. Now, I want you to complete the investigation and locate the missing artwork.”

“Umm . . .”

“Agent, this is not a request. This is an assignment. You did good work, now finish the job. I want to know where those missing paintings ended up, and I want to know really, really soon.”

You nod emphatically. If you could speak behind the lump in your throat, you’d tell her exactly where the paintings are. They’re currently sitting in the closet in your bedroom behind a pile of dirty clothes.

But it’s so totally not your fault.

 


It all began six months before the heist. There is a ridiculous amount of paperwork involved when a piece of artwork is returned for a ransom. You’d been in an enclosed room with the experts, all of whom were willing to swear that, yes, the sculpture was authentic, no, it hadn’t been significantly damaged, and no, they could not provide any clues regarding the whereabouts of the thieves nor what became of the ransom payoff.

The meeting had, of course, gone on long past the museum’s closing hours. You stayed behind to finish reading the updated security recommendations, which everyone knew would do absolutely nothing to prevent a similar theft. The museum had already spent too much on the ransom to sink a lot of investment in better security.

Still, you hadn’t expected someone to try a break in quite this soon.

You didn’t catch a good look, but nobody wears a cloth over their face and a black stocking cap for a casual stroll through the museum after hours. What on earth were they doing in the administrative wing, though? All of the works of art were either in the gallery or in the storage facilities.

Technically, a break in is a local matter, but you knew you could sort out jurisdiction at a later point. Of course, now you had to figure out exactly what you were going to do.

——— Wait, so what do I do now?

You will notice two TBD slots on the poll. These are meant to be filled out by YOU.

If you have a suggestion for another option for Agent Kelso to have taken, please comment on this site, or send it to our Facebook page. (Like us while there if you don’t already, please and thank you.) Get your suggestions in by Tuesday because I’ll be updating the poll on Wednesday with your suggestions.

A little side note here: We all know that eventually this story winds up with Agent Kelso having a stack of paintings behind a pile of dirty laundry. What we don’t know is how it got there! I encourage you all to find creative ways to mess with me. The challenge here is write me into a corner, presenting a situation where Agent Kelso cannot possibly wind up where he or she is supposed to. Then you choosy geeks get to watch me squirm and find a way to make the impossible happen. 

So be ruthless! (In the nicest possible way.)

You may vote now (though I ask that you not vote for a TBD until it no longer says TBD). If you’d prefer to wait until all the options are up on the poll, feel free, but get your votes in before next Sunday when a winner will be chosen, and a new Chapter will be posted.

So make your choice.

The time has come to choose a new story!

Welcome, my choosy geeks!

I suspect there are some new eyeballs taking a look at this site, so allow me to sum up. We will be telling a story together. Every so often during the course of the main character’s wanderings, a poll will appear asking you to select the next choice for the character to make. At least two of those options will be blank, so unlike some of the other “Choose Your Own” options out there, you can offer a new alternative either by commenting here or on our Facebook page.

However, before we can get into that, we need to decide which story to tell. Four teasers for story ideas are below. Use the poll at the bottom to place your vote.

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“I’m sorry?”

“Did I stutter, Agent Kelso?” The assistant director looks directly at you and holds your gaze for a very long time. That’s one of her signature moves. “You know more about the Moretti Art theft than anyone in the Bureau. You provided us with the whereabouts of the perpetrators, discovered the artwork that was returned for a ransom was a forgery, and you gave the Justice Department enough evidence to put the criminals behind bars for years and years and years. Now, I want you to complete the investigation and locate the missing artwork.”

“Umm . . .”

“Agent, this is not a request. This is an assignment. You did good work, now finish the job. I want to know where those missing paintings ended up, and I want to know really, really soon.

You nod emphatically. If you could speak behind the lump in your throat, you’d tell her exactly where the paintings are. They’re currently sitting in the closet in your bedroom behind a pile of dirty clothes.

But it’s so totally not your fault.

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The moon is full outside, and its brightness makes the shadows inside the palace all the darker. That’s an excellent thing, because you need to hide just now.

All across the country, they chatter about the strange thief who who breaks into the most secure locked vaults and strong boxes and leaves behind a flower known as a Lady’s Slipper. Some have taken to calling him the “Sly Slipper,” or simply “that thief.” Some claim he gives the wealth to the poor, but no one knows for sure. He’s made his way past dozens of armed guards, and picks the most complicated locks as though he were opening a curtain.

You saw the princess lock away the tiara the duchess presented her earlier tonight in the wall safe. Common sense tells you that that thief could never be captured by a mere palace servant like you. However, there’s a voice in your head which keeps asking one insistent question.

“What if you did catch him?”

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In Goblintown, there is mourning and celebration all at the same time. That is the way of things when the Great Baker passes. She was a wise goblin, well-beloved of all, and you’ll particularly miss the caramel nuggets she used to save especially for you.

At the same time, though, anticipation runs throughout the town. Only when the Great Baker passes on to the great goblin city below the earth is THE CAKE made. Once a generation, the whole of Goblintown feasts on the dessert which they shall remember for the rest of their lives. It is a celebration of her life, and a passing of the torch to the next Great Baker. As her most experienced apprentice, that would be you.

You open the recipe book which has passed down from generation to generation. The recipe for THE CAKE has always been off limits to you, but today you turn to the back page and study it in detail. This will be days of work, but entirely worth the effort. You come finally to the last paragraph of the recipe.

“Just before baking, add one cup of the secret ingredient.”

And you have no idea what that might be.

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The landscape is barren and bleak before you. You pull your coat tight around you against the bitter winter chill. You’ve been away from this valley for far too long, but at the same time, you wish you could have lived your life out without returning. 

Ten years ago, that thing came and took the little girl. You and your aunt searched  the valley until you found it, but you were then too late. They found the shallow grave you buried her in three years ago, but by then, the traces of the unspeakable that is the monster of this valley were lost to the body. You couldn’t spare her family their pain, but at least you spared them the fear.

You and your aunt drove this thing to ground. You both hoped it would die from its wounds. You both knew it would not. Now it is only you. Your aunt died peacefully years ago, and you wear her necklace in remembrance.

Two children were taken this time. The police have searched, of course, but they do not know what they are looking for. Only you, only someone of the Hunter family knows how to look. You are the last chance for those two children.

And you are rightly terrified.

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Please place your votes by February 16th. We shall begin the new story on February 17th.