Popular games built on game engine Twine
"Open Sorcery" is a game about technology, magic and becoming a person.
Depression Quest is an interactive fiction game where you play as someone living with depression. You are given a series of everyday life events and have to attempt to manage your illness, relationships, job, and possible treatment. This game aims to show other sufferers of depression that they are not alone in their feelings, and to illustrate to people who may not understand the illness the depths of what it can do to people.
It is forbidden to leave peklo. point & click graphic adventure made in twine for the Women Gamejam 2022.
The Best Game Ever Made (but in twine form)
A small interactive fiction about the day of a writer, their routine, their work, their fears, and anxieties...
The high priest of an obscure cult is preparing a ritual. Don the priest’s sacred mantle, for these holy labors are yours to direct. You may carve a votive, lead a prayer, or make a sacrifice — but you must see to the task with care. Unearthly eyes gaze down upon you from the sea above. Will your devotion reach them? Does it matter?
Solve puzzles, enlist magic beans, eat soap, plan your escape, and confront the menacing mage who keeps you confined in his tower. Will you keep cracking jokes or learn from your mistakes? Your choices matter.
The Uncle Who Works for Nintendo is a Twine horror game created by developer, Michael Lutz and illustrator, Kim Parker.
A choose your own adventure game about picking a good restaurant for you and your friend group to eat at.
You have many faces. Your form is multiple. You are the cards. Created many years ago, infused with dark magic, you have seen many things. What secrets do you contain? What visions have you conjured up? How will you nudge the hands of fate?
genderfelt is a short interactive zine, in which you read the blog of young person called Anon, going through the process of discovering himself. It focuses on the issue of transmedicalism, and how one can help to pull their peers away from a harmful ideology.
Amity Watkins and her girlfriend Li Anderson are seniors in high school in the smallish, obscure town of Foxville, Massachusetts. It's Saturday, only five episodes of Sailor Moon Crystal have been released, and Amity wants to give Li a flower pendant. A Twine story about two girls in love, chatting about life.
A short interactive narrative set in a fictional country that has recently been invaded. You have the role of the protector – though who you are protecting is part of the choices you make.
Come read this Scottish poem from 1926.
A headstrong twelve-year-old detective gets in over her head when she's hired to solve a murder mystery at an internet technology conference.
You are a secret agent. It’s the end of the world. You are cursed. You came here to rescue your partner, but the mission has taken a turn for the weird. Parody spy thriller.
Offered up as sacrifice to the wolf-gods of the forest, hunted by beasts and man alike, Ella must find a way to survive. An interactive fiction/survival horror game by Els White.
An interactive novel: weird, confusing, icy. Everything gained is loss. What is held bleeds as one wrings what matters most. We are all trapped in our desires' viscera, my skin, a mail impervious to x falling in snapped shapes. Totality, what terror springs upon its pilgrims, is it not best to seek a single perfect second and winter eternity there? And yet we fill up the faulty ongoing. Hunt my formerality and ravage me, dump my scarred corpse in the water, assume my guise veins, live my life as this lingering simulacrum in search of the apex moment before ultimate decay, ultimate disgrace, I am not revealed to be who possesses me. Trapped by my own momentum a molten enshaming. Shortfuse forcer bundled broken on the cliff I could not beg summits from besensed for the moment the sun pierces briefly the great and gray to bask the fallen silent forever in split warmth until unto rainy ages time consigns the corpse. She whose name I would not wish to whisper lest she overhear my bent spine snapping, her close passage is the light by which this longing to thrust forth shoots rootless shoots through ribcage mine to slipping freedom, some foreign unseen where could I congeal again new fleshlies no longer lying in yesteryear filths. Anchors forestalling my mind its free flight, I opened my mouth to choke on squalls, to taste what presumes not death.
You Can Only Turn Left is a playful exploration of the hypnagogic state between sleeping and wakefulness. Within this liminal space, memories morph into dreams and dreams feather into reality. You, the player have to navigate these hallucinations by choosing how the character creates their sleeping patterns. Inspired by game books and guided sleep meditations, this story invites you to imagine both the mundane and the fantastic to practice the mental flexibility of an avid dreamer.
Play as Hua Mulan, a young lesbian who is conscripted into the First Opium War against the British Empire. Run a flower shop, kiss a girl, shoot a matchlock rifle, and uncover a military conspiracy! Your actions will lead you to one out of four different endings. Will you get the girl, or will you die an inglorious death?
Gamma, Delta, and Epsilon have seen more than enough to last a life time. They've been given hardly any information on what they are supposed to investigate and are also bringing some fresh recruits along. A sci-fi narrative game made in Twine.
A stone falls into a desert and is surrounded by life. Understanding comes with effort, at a cost.
In Verses, you play as Eca: a data analyst working in a laboratory on the coast of far-future Romania. The land around you is grey and dead, the residents sickened and mutated by the poisonous soil or swept up into endless war. But your job is not to save the world — rather to understand it, digging deeply into the meaning of objects, organisms, and poems. Keep your mind clear and open. Be a conduit. Stay hungry.
by Freyja Katra Erlingsdóttir Two wars have left humanity licking its wounds. Earth is gone, its fleets becoming nomadic, searching the stars for somewhere to call home. In one of the scattered flotilla, a navy pilot meets a wanderer. Their culture and customs, still human, are foreign. Perhaps a sign of things to come for another part of humanity.