c ya laterrrr
(Please note - Twine is a bit hit and miss on mobile, a desktop browser is recommended)
c ya laterrrr is a hypertext game based on a real experience. In May 2017 my younger brother was one of the 22 people killed in the Manchester Arena terrorist attack.
This game expresses some of the experience, along with exploring some of the what-ifs of choices I ultimately didn't make. All identifying information is removed, there are no names or locations specified anywhere. There are many choices within this game, and one of the many possible pathways does reflect my actual experience. This isn't marked or confirmed anywhere, and all pathways ultimately lead to the same endpoint.
More contextual information on the background can be found in the game itself.
This game is the first part of an ongoing series of exploratory works dealing with my experiences both during and in the aftermath of the attack. I'm funding this through a Patreon, which can be found here. Supporters of any level gain full access to prototypes, notes, thoughts, and everything else. The games will always be released for free online, although they can be optionally paid for if anyone wishes to support that way.
Although there is a warning in-game, it's worth repeating here: this piece of work documents a real experience. It contains a number of graphic sections and describes experiences and issues that may be distressing. If you're unsure about these themes and issues, consider this a clear trigger warning. It was not easy to write, and depending on who you are it will not be easy to read.
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An experience you will not forget, an unimaginable amount of "condolences" you receive yet nothing numbs the pain, pushed down under is not the way to go, hiding in silence is not the way you'd spend the grief, in your heart does he reside, always apart of your mind, you take a moment of silence to appreciate his music taste ,his jovial grin, a little silly you may think, but you've never thought this day would come, to be sitting front row to his own funeral, listening to that horrible music, yet learning to appreciate it, you've forgotten how to feel warmth, stepping out of the church and a flash to his body, mangled and cold, you've wondered how such a warm person can be submerged in ice and pieces oof themself in one night. You cant forget. Grief is a hearty thing, Never light, stages are long may be short can be for weeks or years apart, memories flood as his pace smiles back at you at the memorial, but you know he's not there. His name carved into rough stone, just as his body feets away from the warm fiery explosion. One, Two you don't know what to do, confused mind's loose, do you cry, smile, laugh the pain away, hide it underneath a cold face, buried beneath is the yearning for just another day, another day to see that grin, that silly behaviour you once hated but now its ironic, you need it. Is this what missing someone forever feels like? Will you break down when reminded of him, or will you speak of him with pride?
I don't know what you're feeling, thinking or what runs through your mind but i can say ive felt so similar, i can only say what ive heard and said many times to ones that lost another forever, My Condolences. -RH
c ya laterrrr, or maybe when i rest, eternally.
i get lost sometimes when im reallyyyyyyy feeling the game
I watched come dine with me, there was a man on there with a fab personality, really pulled you in, he almost sparkled with energy. Saw the the end and wanted to find out why he had passed as I just couldn't believe an entity with so much life could be wiped out, with still so much life left. I was flabbergasted as to what happened. Your here on this mortal coil...Now your angel dust! Hard to get your head around.
Just finished "c ya laterrr"
It was so wonderfully written, it was hard not to put myself in your shoes, gave a lot of thought to the choices, that I hope I'll never have to make.
Thank you for sharing, my love to Family, friends and anyone who was fortunate to have known Martyn with a "Y"
I found this game randomly while looking for Twine games. Thank you for sharing this with us. It made me want to read more about the incident, and I learned about your games, your amazing family’s advocacy work and your brother who sounded like a fantastic person. Amazing. And congratulations on your new game! I will have to check it out.
i am so sorry x
(Hi there, found this game via another person's review.) Having read the reason behind the game title, I find it so sweet and sad at the same time. I believe your choice of utilisng the branching paths of interactive fiction is very appropriate on reflecting/expressing on something so sad.
Very good game
i was making a video then talked about how this reminds me of the terrorist attack, then i was right, i never read the description. but glad i did
im sorry for your loss
Absolutely heartbreaking. This story brought tears to my eyes. I'm so sorry for your loss, and I wish you and your family well in the healing process.
Sorry, not here to read stuff so I didn't play, but as the story seems to be personal and relevant, why don't you turn this into a game that isn't just reading stuff? Could be worth your while.
You not being able to read this is a you problem, nobody else has an issue with this. It's interactive writing for a reason. Not everyone can animate or draw or have the money to commission others. This is how they chose to share their story, and you should be respectful of it.
This broke my heart. I'm so sorry for your loss, and I hope for your family's full healing. This was a touching story and it really puts the topic of grief into perspective.
i'm actually in tears. i am so, so sorry for your loss. this was such a visceral experience, playing through this story you told us. it brings back so many feelings of loss that i've gone through as well - i've never read anything that capture the empty feeling of shock that comes with being blindsided by losing someone you loved.
i hope you and your family have peace now, or are on the way to it.
Not what you expect, in the slightest!