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Other Games / Re: So OpenX-Com...
« on: June 20, 2014, 10:24:13 pm »
My solution has always been to nuke the area I suspect a commander is in with the BL, though it doesn't always work out.
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Other Games / Re: Starbound - We have lift off.
« on: June 19, 2014, 04:54:50 pm »
I have avoided the Starbound community like the plauge, I have no interest in the whiny entitled persons who frequent the forums there making asinine demands of the dev team. However, I actually give a damn about the stupid damn horse thing, I like to play glitch, I find the anachronism of the 'species' engaging. If I have to deal with an offensive, disgusting, and poorly executed joke like horsetits on even an irregular basis I WILL FLIP THE FUCK OUT. I'm fine with anthros, (tho' furrysuits are just strange) but the damn horse thing is simply going to damn far.
I wouldn't even post this here, but they've got their moderators actively deleting every new thread on the subject, and they've locked the original and the one they set up themselves, that is flatly unacceptable behavior.
I wouldn't even post this here, but they've got their moderators actively deleting every new thread on the subject, and they've locked the original and the one they set up themselves, that is flatly unacceptable behavior.
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Other Games / Re: Starbound - We have lift off.
« on: June 19, 2014, 04:43:02 pm »
I like Starbound. I want to enjoy Starbound. I do not want to get caught up in mindless drama about Starbound.
Nonetheless, I have fucking HAD it with the dev's attitude of late. You wanted to centralize? Fine, good idea. You want to launch nightly updates? Why, what purpose is it serving? You want fucking horsetits? I don't like the direction you're taking here, would you please explain your logic? You're going to shootdown, censure, delete, and otherwise quench all calls for your miserable gods be damned horsetit AI to be reconsidered or changed? You are really starting to irritate me, this is not how you handle negative feedback. You posted another nightly update on your main page featuring of all things a human female wearing no top, a skirt and the damn horsehead, after you clearly were able to see that a large portion of your active community takes issue with the damn horsetits thing? Fuck you you juvenile sacks of shit, I've had it with your blatant disrespect, kindly fuck off.
Nonetheless, I have fucking HAD it with the dev's attitude of late. You wanted to centralize? Fine, good idea. You want to launch nightly updates? Why, what purpose is it serving? You want fucking horsetits? I don't like the direction you're taking here, would you please explain your logic? You're going to shootdown, censure, delete, and otherwise quench all calls for your miserable gods be damned horsetit AI to be reconsidered or changed? You are really starting to irritate me, this is not how you handle negative feedback. You posted another nightly update on your main page featuring of all things a human female wearing no top, a skirt and the damn horsehead, after you clearly were able to see that a large portion of your active community takes issue with the damn horsetits thing? Fuck you you juvenile sacks of shit, I've had it with your blatant disrespect, kindly fuck off.
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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Eidolon (Suggestion Game)
« on: June 19, 2014, 02:38:52 pm »
"Well, doctor, I think I'd like to know who's out there before I decide who I'll talk to."
The doctor smiles thinly, "Well, first is High Admiral Kruschev, he's been very patient and you are here at his urging. Next would be Mars Colonial General Alfe, I think she's here mostly to check up on you, as you're literally the last combat soldier she has. After that we have Federal High Command, all five of them are camping in the lobby waiting to pick your brain over the battle, I'd personaly like to give them the boot, but I'd probably be removed in an hour if I did. Last is Lt. Donal, he was the only other survivor of Noctis, they pulled him out of the smoking wreckage of tower three. He's been very worried about you"
George, the nurse, returns witha glass of water and a turkey sandwich on white bread, with tomato, lettuce, and cheese.
Mission: unknown
Status: Healthy, but weak
Reaver: unknown
Location: private room, 101st floor, Olympus Mons Federal hospital
The doctor smiles thinly, "Well, first is High Admiral Kruschev, he's been very patient and you are here at his urging. Next would be Mars Colonial General Alfe, I think she's here mostly to check up on you, as you're literally the last combat soldier she has. After that we have Federal High Command, all five of them are camping in the lobby waiting to pick your brain over the battle, I'd personaly like to give them the boot, but I'd probably be removed in an hour if I did. Last is Lt. Donal, he was the only other survivor of Noctis, they pulled him out of the smoking wreckage of tower three. He's been very worried about you"
George, the nurse, returns witha glass of water and a turkey sandwich on white bread, with tomato, lettuce, and cheese.
Mission: unknown
Status: Healthy, but weak
Reaver: unknown
Location: private room, 101st floor, Olympus Mons Federal hospital
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Other Games / Re: Blaze's SHSL Dieting - Mutual Consumption Giveaway (Application?)
« on: June 19, 2014, 02:19:15 pm »
Graahh!! *Slam dunks two ARMD platforms into the vat*
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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Eidolon (Suggestion Game)
« on: June 17, 2014, 01:34:53 pm »
Don't worry Gunin, you'll be seeing the Warmaster fairly soon. As for 13 k battleship hospital, just how many injured do you think it can handle? Facilities groundside are larger and better equipped for long-term care. Also, there are no taxes, I could explain the system that allows the Federals to do this, but not right now.
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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Eidolon (Suggestion Game)
« on: June 17, 2014, 02:32:31 am »
A quick survey tells you that you are in a private hospital room, probably civilian from the decor. While you don't see any bandages, casts, or other signs of current injury, you feel pretty weak. It is another few seconds before you realize you can't see from both eyes, a touch confirms that your right eye is covered by medical gauze. Before you can further explore there is a knock at the door, and several persons enter, by their dress and manner you detirmine that they are medical personel. As the door closes after them you see four heavily armed and very alert guards standing outside your room.
The oldest looking man in the group speaks, "Good evening captain Lind, I hope you're feeling better?"
"I suppose, how long have I been out?"
The doctor pulls up a nearby holo-display, "About four months, you were in extremely poor shape when they brought you in. Though I think the manner of your arrival may have been more shocking, I didn't know that a Federal battleship could even make planetfall."
"What?"
"Oh yes, they couldn't get anything else with enough range, so they loaded you onto the Ares. Thirteen kilometers of warship silently hovering over the mons was rather terrifying." The doctor shuts the display down and turns to one of the nurses, "George, get the captain something to eat and drink, would you? And I think we can dispense with the i.v."
The nurse walks briskly to the door and exits, one of the others quickly and efficiently removes the i.v. from your arm, the soreness starts immediately.
"Now then captain, are you feeling well enough for a visitor? There are several very highly ranked and imposing men here to talk to you, I can tell them to wait or we can space out the meetings however you like. They've been trying to apply pressure to us to wake you up so they can get their questions answered, but Olympus Mons bows to no force."
Mission: unknown
Status: Healthy, but weak
Reaver: unknown
Location: private room, 101st floor, Olympus Mons Federal hospital
The oldest looking man in the group speaks, "Good evening captain Lind, I hope you're feeling better?"
"I suppose, how long have I been out?"
The doctor pulls up a nearby holo-display, "About four months, you were in extremely poor shape when they brought you in. Though I think the manner of your arrival may have been more shocking, I didn't know that a Federal battleship could even make planetfall."
"What?"
"Oh yes, they couldn't get anything else with enough range, so they loaded you onto the Ares. Thirteen kilometers of warship silently hovering over the mons was rather terrifying." The doctor shuts the display down and turns to one of the nurses, "George, get the captain something to eat and drink, would you? And I think we can dispense with the i.v."
The nurse walks briskly to the door and exits, one of the others quickly and efficiently removes the i.v. from your arm, the soreness starts immediately.
"Now then captain, are you feeling well enough for a visitor? There are several very highly ranked and imposing men here to talk to you, I can tell them to wait or we can space out the meetings however you like. They've been trying to apply pressure to us to wake you up so they can get their questions answered, but Olympus Mons bows to no force."
Mission: unknown
Status: Healthy, but weak
Reaver: unknown
Location: private room, 101st floor, Olympus Mons Federal hospital
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Other Games / Re: Blaze's SHSL Dieting - Mutual Consumption Giveaway (Winner)
« on: June 17, 2014, 02:04:58 am »
Pours 20,000 tons of hull-grade steel into the vat. "Battleship grade steel, it's fantastic!
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DF Dwarf Mode Discussion / Re: Where are all the Forgotten Beasts?
« on: June 15, 2014, 03:32:23 pm »
It's also possible you embarked on a region without a resident FB, in wich case they have to travel through the caverns to reach you. I have no idea how DF models that, so it may well take a long time.
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DF Dwarf Mode Discussion / Re: Where are all the Forgotten Beasts?
« on: June 15, 2014, 03:51:19 am »
To get Titans (surface proceduraly genned monsters) to show up, you need to have a minimum amount of wealth and population. To the best of my knowledge FBs (subterranean proceduraly generated monsters) to show up you just have to open the caverns (any of the three above the magma sea) and wait. It is possible that wildlife or hostiles you have captured (or are just milling around outside/underground) are filling up the buffer and preventing the arrival of said Titans and FBs. If you haven't opened up the caverns tho' I'm fairly certain you'll never see an FB.
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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Eidolon (Suggestion Game)
« on: June 12, 2014, 10:53:00 am »
"I guess it doesn't matter anyway," the realization of failure robs you of energy, "In a few moments I'll run out of air, and you'll have won. I hope your emperor will be pleased, you certainly managed to put us in our place."
The Ocarai's raises one of his arms, and casually blows the tunnel apart, "I think that today enough humans have died, live, if your injuries permit it. What you do not know, Eidolon, is that your fleets have destroyed ours, we cannot press the attack." The Warmaster sounds troubled, "and to make our failure complete, all of this was being transmitted, live and uninterrupted, to our civilian and slave population. After this, our emperor will be cast down, and we will spend many years quieting unrest and rebuilding our armies. Eidolon of humanity, your victory is total this day, farewell."
Dumbstruck, you sit, as if waiting for the punchline. A mixture of terror and releif fills you, and soon the welcoming embrace of unconsciousness enfolds you.
High above, the fleets of humanity, battered but triumphant, begin organising relief missions to Mars. Within hours the news comes back of the unparalled destruction wrought at Labyrinthus Noctis colony, almost fifty percent of the civilian populace has been wiped out, and the entire garrison has been obliterated. A critically injured com officer, pulled from the shattered husk of section three's control tower, refused treatment until a dispatch was sent to locate Captain Adrien Lind, of the Noctis Colonial Guard. After many hours of searching, the shattered frame of Reaver 5-5 was located, nearby, a massive sword of Ocarai make was found, embedded in a titanium hyper-diamond support strut. Captain Lind had suffered major injuries to most of his body, and spent many months in a medically induced coma, undergoing full body reconstruction.
You feel a cool draft on your face, and a strange pressure near your left elbow, soft sheets cover your body. You right leg is numb, and your right side is sore, a cold light shines on you from above.
Mission: unknown
Status: unknown
Reaver: unknown
Location: unknown
The Ocarai's raises one of his arms, and casually blows the tunnel apart, "I think that today enough humans have died, live, if your injuries permit it. What you do not know, Eidolon, is that your fleets have destroyed ours, we cannot press the attack." The Warmaster sounds troubled, "and to make our failure complete, all of this was being transmitted, live and uninterrupted, to our civilian and slave population. After this, our emperor will be cast down, and we will spend many years quieting unrest and rebuilding our armies. Eidolon of humanity, your victory is total this day, farewell."
Dumbstruck, you sit, as if waiting for the punchline. A mixture of terror and releif fills you, and soon the welcoming embrace of unconsciousness enfolds you.
High above, the fleets of humanity, battered but triumphant, begin organising relief missions to Mars. Within hours the news comes back of the unparalled destruction wrought at Labyrinthus Noctis colony, almost fifty percent of the civilian populace has been wiped out, and the entire garrison has been obliterated. A critically injured com officer, pulled from the shattered husk of section three's control tower, refused treatment until a dispatch was sent to locate Captain Adrien Lind, of the Noctis Colonial Guard. After many hours of searching, the shattered frame of Reaver 5-5 was located, nearby, a massive sword of Ocarai make was found, embedded in a titanium hyper-diamond support strut. Captain Lind had suffered major injuries to most of his body, and spent many months in a medically induced coma, undergoing full body reconstruction.
You feel a cool draft on your face, and a strange pressure near your left elbow, soft sheets cover your body. You right leg is numb, and your right side is sore, a cold light shines on you from above.
Mission: unknown
Status: unknown
Reaver: unknown
Location: unknown
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DF Dwarf Mode Discussion / Re: Little tweaks which would improve the experience (not features)
« on: June 10, 2014, 04:25:40 pm »
k9wazere, my comment was less about your suggestions, and more about the statement regarding the community you have currently edited out, I just wanted to reinforce the point that we have no say here, and we can't change Toady's mind about his priorities.
Actually, I think your suggestion for slight tweaks to the existing system looks very well thought out.
Actually, I think your suggestion for slight tweaks to the existing system looks very well thought out.
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DF Dwarf Mode Discussion / Re: Little tweaks which would improve the experience (not features)
« on: June 10, 2014, 04:12:44 pm »
I'm not trying to be a dick, but the community has no say in what Toady chooses to work on, unless he specifically asks us what we would like to see. Toady is offering us the opportunity to play his game for free, we really don't have any right to demand anything of him in return.
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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Eidolon (Suggestion Game)
« on: June 09, 2014, 08:11:39 am »
For a fleeting moment you consider challenging the newt to a face to face fight, then the unholy pain of your physical state overwhelms you, so you settle for talking, as far as you know this is the only time an Ocarai warrior has spoken to a human. "Once it became apparent that holding all our colonies was impossible, high command decided to pull every single warship we had back to our home system, the intent was to defend the last bastions of our species with an all-in effort. I guess it's working."
The Ocarai manages to sound impressed, "Truly, your vessels are powerful beyond our imagining. And such a strategy shows that we have misjudged you, we believed you incapable of considered thought."
A pause of several seconds allows you to survey your surroundings, you are still within the rail tunnel, the walls glow cherry red even after hours of cooling. You don't see anything that might be helpful to you. Before the Ocarai can begin again you interject, "Honor seems important to you, why attack civilians who cannot defend themselves?"
"Even I, the Warmaster of the Ocarai, answer to the Emperor, and the Emperor demands the death of your species as proof of our destiny. My ruler has seen your people spread from your world, and your ability to reshape worlds to suit you, and he is displeased." Another pause, then, "But if you intended to defeat us here, why are you the only human left to fight? Your soldiers fell like cut grass before us."
"The majority of our ground forces are gathered on Earth, our homeworld. We knew that if we couldn't stop your fleet here we would have to fight for every inch of our world. As for why I'm the only one ti fight you here, I guess I pulled the short straw, your opening attack killed every other pilot we had on Mars." Reading your displays a cold realization comes upon you, the internal O2 supply is down to three percent, the air within the tunnel must be to hot for the exchangers, you are going to suffocate if you can't get outside fast.
Mission: Protect civilians in western outer ring hab block, engage enemy as needed.
Status: Badly injured, about to run out of air.
Reaver:
Main body: armor 40, hp 120/300
left arm: armor 25, hp 70/150
right arm: armor 25, hp 80/150
left leg: armor 30, hp 100/200
right leg: amor 30, hp 50/200
Right hand weapon: Bose Hurricane dual stage focused concussion sonic cannon: 100 AP, 20 damage, unlimited payload (cabled).
Right shoulder weapon: 'Duke' dismounted particle-beam cannon: 100 AP, 500 damage, charging (internal fusion core, particle collection grid).
Left shoulder weapon: 3M Hellstar electro-magnetic linear mass-driver: ignores armor, 200 damage, 0 rounds (clip magazine) 4 additional magazines.
Utility weapon: 'Avatar' plasma sword: 40 AP, 30 damage 120 minutes use (recharges when stowed).
Location: Western hab block, Niven inter-continental rail station. Labyrinthus Noctis, Mars.
The Ocarai manages to sound impressed, "Truly, your vessels are powerful beyond our imagining. And such a strategy shows that we have misjudged you, we believed you incapable of considered thought."
A pause of several seconds allows you to survey your surroundings, you are still within the rail tunnel, the walls glow cherry red even after hours of cooling. You don't see anything that might be helpful to you. Before the Ocarai can begin again you interject, "Honor seems important to you, why attack civilians who cannot defend themselves?"
"Even I, the Warmaster of the Ocarai, answer to the Emperor, and the Emperor demands the death of your species as proof of our destiny. My ruler has seen your people spread from your world, and your ability to reshape worlds to suit you, and he is displeased." Another pause, then, "But if you intended to defeat us here, why are you the only human left to fight? Your soldiers fell like cut grass before us."
"The majority of our ground forces are gathered on Earth, our homeworld. We knew that if we couldn't stop your fleet here we would have to fight for every inch of our world. As for why I'm the only one ti fight you here, I guess I pulled the short straw, your opening attack killed every other pilot we had on Mars." Reading your displays a cold realization comes upon you, the internal O2 supply is down to three percent, the air within the tunnel must be to hot for the exchangers, you are going to suffocate if you can't get outside fast.
Mission: Protect civilians in western outer ring hab block, engage enemy as needed.
Status: Badly injured, about to run out of air.
Reaver:
Main body: armor 40, hp 120/300
left arm: armor 25, hp 70/150
right arm: armor 25, hp 80/150
left leg: armor 30, hp 100/200
right leg: amor 30, hp 50/200
Right hand weapon: Bose Hurricane dual stage focused concussion sonic cannon: 100 AP, 20 damage, unlimited payload (cabled).
Right shoulder weapon: 'Duke' dismounted particle-beam cannon: 100 AP, 500 damage, charging (internal fusion core, particle collection grid).
Left shoulder weapon: 3M Hellstar electro-magnetic linear mass-driver: ignores armor, 200 damage, 0 rounds (clip magazine) 4 additional magazines.
Utility weapon: 'Avatar' plasma sword: 40 AP, 30 damage 120 minutes use (recharges when stowed).
Location: Western hab block, Niven inter-continental rail station. Labyrinthus Noctis, Mars.
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Forum Games and Roleplaying / Re: Eidolon (Suggestion Game)
« on: June 09, 2014, 04:17:31 am »
Since I'm here.
Humanity knows little about the details of Ocarai culture, mostly the following:
The Ocarai have a form of instutuionalized 'hero worship', where the most capable warriors are elevated to nearly god-like status.
The Ocarai have an Imperial central government based on a system of elitism, where the most able leaders are elevated to the status of 'Emperor' for a period of twenty human years and then replaced.
The Ocarai enslave all intelligent life they encounter as they expand, but for some reason are completely intolerant of humans.
Due to their elitist attitudes, individual slaves can ascend to better station by excellence, it is an oddity that the Ocarai allow subject races to hold positions of individual power, but do not tolerate alien societies.
Also, while I enjoy a great fight, nothing short of pure genius stupidity is likely to allow you to win here.
Humanity knows little about the details of Ocarai culture, mostly the following:
The Ocarai have a form of instutuionalized 'hero worship', where the most capable warriors are elevated to nearly god-like status.
The Ocarai have an Imperial central government based on a system of elitism, where the most able leaders are elevated to the status of 'Emperor' for a period of twenty human years and then replaced.
The Ocarai enslave all intelligent life they encounter as they expand, but for some reason are completely intolerant of humans.
Due to their elitist attitudes, individual slaves can ascend to better station by excellence, it is an oddity that the Ocarai allow subject races to hold positions of individual power, but do not tolerate alien societies.
Also, while I enjoy a great fight, nothing short of pure genius stupidity is likely to allow you to win here.