Novel YCH Announcement (and novel snippet)

Greetings Kin,

This is Malic. I am a writer. You might know me by my FA name MalicTheWriter. I helped write Lust Quest: Ice as well as the side story War Orgy. 

Over the last few months I have been working on a tie in novella tentatively titled Lust Quest: Origins, in it Prota goes to Adventuring College in the wider world of this sexually charged setting. They meet a great number of friends and enemies, some of which have already appeared in future games and some who might appear in future ones.

At the request of a few interested kin, Edmang and I have decided to offer up a few positions in the novel. These YCH slots will allow you to place characters in a variety of situations and will help to place them at the heart of Lust Quest lore moving forward.

The Starting Bids are just the tip of the ice burg, the more you spend the more time I’ll be able to spend getting the scene written to your satisfaction. All the below decisions are in roughly chronological order as they appear in the novel, but I’ll be sure to work with each of you individually to hash out what you would like to get from each individualized scene.

For a starting bid of $50 your custom kin can be rescued by Prota and the gang from an out of control Pretzel Stand, completing a short sex scene with Prota so that you can help power a spell to stop the Pretzels, and help Prota discover their ability to swap sexes at will in the process.

For a SB of $25 your custom kin can become Prota and their friend's favorite waiter or waitress at a Chess themed restaurant. Strike up a conversation of even a bit of a flirtation with the titillating titular kin.

For a SB of $50 your custom kin can engage Prota in lust combat and find yourself defeated at the hands of the protaganist of the series.

For a SB of $75 your custom kin can engage Prota in Lust Combat and find yourself able to either defeat or be defeated by Prota, it will be your choice how the sequence goes and what all occurs.

For a SB of $50 your custom kin can engage Berry in a round of Lust Magic combat, Berry is one of Prota’s best friends, a cute male rabbit with a capacity for Lust Magic.

I look forward to working with each of you as soon as the bidding finishes, we’ve got quite the story on our hands here and we would love to include as many of you as we can.

So even if you can’t afford to bid on a position be sure to drop a request in the proper chat for a small walk-on cameo as well. You’ll be appearing briefly in and around the Adventuring College.

The auction will start tomorrow and last around a week. And for a good comparison, the $25 slots will have around 1250 words, the $50 ones 2500, and the $75 ones 3750. And for every $5 that slot goes over, it'll have more detail added per your request.

Agent level patrons will also get first pickings.

-Malic the Writer

Below is a sample of roughly the kind of scene you might receive, depending entirely of course on how goofy you may or may not want to make it. I hope you enjoy this small sample of the novel:

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History of Warfare was a class Prota liked, but had trouble following. The actual techniques of lust engagement on a large scale had filtered own from generation to generation, at last arriving in this particular classroom at this particular slice of existence. Many of these techniques and stories from heroes of old were exaggerated, often leaving Prota deep in thought as to how such feats could be performed.

One day, in particular, stood out in Prota’s mind when recalling the lessons for that class. It was a mostly normal day. The professor was talking about a brief war between the rabbits and wolves over regional lubricant outputs and the trade routes. A footnote was paid to the schemings of the wolf's warlock being thoroughly bamboozled by the deception of the head priestess of the rabbits. 

Snyder let out a chuckle. Everybody, including Snyder, followed the chuckle into a classroom wide laugh. Everyone was busy laughing except for Prota, who had peeked over the bull behind her to get a look at what the raccoon was up to at the back of the class. Snyder was sitting there tinkering with a contraption very nearly the size of their desk. The beast-kin hummed as the machine whirred to life at their prodding. The raccoon was focused intently on this mysterious construct.

As the laughter died down Snyder took note that he had begun to call the attention of other kin with his device. Murmurs of questions began to percelate throughout the air. Who is that? What is he doing? Where did he get that thing? What could it be for? At these Snyder simply smiled, nodded towards the classroom, and continued to fiddle with the device as if that had answered every question hanging over the room.

The lesson plan became an afterthought. The professor along with their students had begun watching Snyder. As well as that impossible device. It was a towering mechanical monolith that dominated the eyes of so many an intrepid mind. It loomed tall and dominant above the classroom.

Slipping his face down into the omni maw compatible device Snyder found himself well and thoroughly interfaced. An impossibly large puff of air was ingested as the machine whirred more loudly than anything in class. The noise continued to build like the shriek of a teapot as Snyder took their unquantifiable rip from the device. 

The haze of mint fog chased the student out and into the halls. The collaguate stink of green mint peppercorn permeated the classroom for months. It was clear no amount of cleaning would prevent this from being the case, and so the project was shelved for future developments in cleaning magic. 

The device was hastily confiscated and Snyder suffered immediate societal expulsion. Little is known of exactly what the device was and how it worked, and Snyder is no longer around to explain.