I Am Prey, by Joey Tanden MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: A horror-lite science fiction game of evasion. (Experimental game: Reading the included survival guide before playing is highly recommended.) Inspired by the casual and round-based designs of visual indie... |
I Contain Multitudes, by Wonaglot MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: You are Chandra Fitz, a young engineer serving on the cruise ship Prinzessin Anna Alexia. This magnificent ship is the first purpose-designed vessel of its kind, meant to take passengers not to an... |
I Didn't Really Like It Before, by Drusilla MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: It's an experience I had the other day. Bees, winter, brevity. |
I Pet My Cat and Worry, by Amara E MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: A 479 word window into the mind of an anxious cat owner with OCD. |
I PROMISE I AM WORKING ON THE GAME, by manonamora MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: MathBrush's time: 15 minutes Come aboard the struggle bus... I PROMISE I AM WORKING ON THE GAME is a binksi... something I guess. Sort of an interactive game, sort of not? I don't know anymore. Most of it was written at 2am... CW:... |
I Should Have Been That I Am, by E. K. Wagner MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: You're a bot, dealing cards in Vegas casinos. You live in a black and white world, an either-or world. Until now. |
I THINK I'LL STOP OFF ON THE WAY, by piratescarfy MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: A surreal horror story about an English service station with randomly selected content if certain passages are revisited. Written while on holiday in the Lake District. |
i wish you were dead., by Sofía Abarca MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: you can’t take the burden of it anymore, no matter how strong your love is for her. but how do you tell the person you love that you can’t – or won’t – love them anymore?... |
I-0, by Anonymous MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: Stranded on Interstate Zero after your car broke down, you are miles away from the last sign of civilization. It's twenty minutes to noon and the temperature is well over 120°F. It's beginning to look like... |
I, Cyborg, by Tracy Canfield MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: Outfly, outshoot, and outwit your enemies as an outlaw cyborg on the run! You're a cyborg copy of Ypsilanti Rowe, the interstellar outlaw, whose enemies (and exes) are gunning for you. Can you upgrade your... |
I.A.G. Alpha, by Serhii Mozhaiskyi MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: You may think this game is about a post-Soviet Research Institute. About an experiment that went out of control. You may think that the initials "I.A.G." are somehow related to the Institute. You may think... |
I'll Drive, by alyshkalia MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: A summer road trip with your best friend and his two younger sisters is the perfect time to finally tell him you're in love with him—right...? “I'll Drive” is a short (~4,000 words) interactive,... |
i've been drinking again, by yuveim MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: i've been drinking again a 500 word conversation for the neo-twiny jam this story contains audio elements. audio will autoplay after clicking listen. CONTENT WARNINGS: strong language, themes of alcoholism... |
Iamb(ici), by Josée Cadaba (as Jo Lourdez) MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: Welcome to The Poetic Platform! Here, you can share, give feedback and view original poetry from and with other users. Rest assured that here at The Poetic Platform, we take your intellectual property... |
The Icarian Cup, by Harry Tuffs, Failbetter Games MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: The Icarian Cup returns to London! A daring boatrace around the Southern Archipelago, the prize a magnificent trophy (and a bounty of sapphires)! Pay no mind to the talk about the race being 'cursed' and... |
Ice House of Horrors, by Sean M. Shore MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: In this very short horror story, you play as an injured walleye, lured and caught by monsters who throw you onto a pile of corpses. Your options are extremely limited. You can't breathe. And it's so cold... |
Ich, Shub-Jagaroth, by Heiko Spies MathBrush's rating: Average member rating: |