update 23. (Patreon)

WHAT I DID.

okay now that chapter seven is finally out publicly, i can finally talk about what's happening with chapter eight. as you know, the previous chapter ended with a cliffhanger. we pick right off where we left with either a pov scene from the ro (if the hunter got hurt) or a pov scene from the hunter (if the ro got hurt). i wasn't planning on starting it like this until a beta-tester of mine suggested it, so you have them to thank. however, the scene is mostly simple. no screaming and crying, no carrying the hunter all bloodied. it's pure panic and adrenaline, which is how i would react personally. i'm all for cliches and tropes, but i think doing anything else would be a little much.

i've finished all the ro povs and have some work left to do with the hunter one (since there are five different variations for it) but other than that, it's good to go. one down, a bunch of more things to go.

the scene afterward is what you'd expect: a wind-down scene. the group spends time going over what they learned and their next steps, as well as healing each other's wounds. i can barely contain my excitement for this section because i have so many juicy ideas for it, but i'll see what happens when i get there. there's a big variation here depending on who you let get hurt (the hunter or one of the ros) so that might be a pain in the ass to write, but already, i'm going to recommend playing both routes.

you might find the hunter getting hurt more angsty, but having it the other way around opens some very interesting opportunities... same goes with staying in the vip room vs checking out the commotion. while the former allows you to have a conversation with the ro and enter a precarious situation (the close proximity scene), the latter will have some very very delicate scenes in chapter eight. think about the type of injury the hunter gets in the commotion scene vs what they can get in the vip room and you might get an idea of what i'm hinting at.

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