Okay, so for those of you who dont know, Ive been playing a lot of - TopicsExpress



          

Okay, so for those of you who dont know, Ive been playing a lot of a game called Space Station 13. Its a sprite-based multiplayer Rogue-like game built in a terrible engine (BYOND) where you play the role of a worker on a scientific research station in space. The game is pretty expansive in what it can do, as it tracks damage to individual body parts, air pressure and composition, and a whole lot more. This all culminates in potentially the biggest space-themed multiplayer RPG/trolling engine where death can be permenant for an entire round... unless you get cloned or cyborged... Heres a quick example from my last round. I log in and check the server status. 15 minutes in and all 5 other players are Heads of Staff. Well, Im not gonna be anybodys lackey, so I pick clown as my job, and scatter banana peels all over the medical wing, where the Captain and the other Heads are trying to revive the Head of Security. Eventually, the Head Surgeon gets tired of falling on the floor and listening to my bike horn, and attacks me with a circular saw, putting me in danger of imminent death and rendering me immobile. He then drags me to the surgery table, and the Captain stuffs all my banana peels, my bike horn, and my PDA into my gaping chest cavity before cutting off both my hands and sewing me back up. I am rendered essentially useless, and the Heads know it. I find a lonely banana peel in a nearby hallway as the Heads laugh and taunt me. I point to it with my stumpy arm, and then slowly walk over and slip on it. The Heads laugh, and each take turns slipping on the banana, like the worlds shortest slipnslide. I wander over to the chapel, which is right near the airlocks, and fold my stump arms in silent, honking prayer. The Head Surgeon follows me in, poking and prodding me. Suddenly, I make a break for the airlock, and the Head Surgeon follows me for reasons unknown, as I flush myself out into the cold embrace of space, I see the Surgeon, desperately trying to redirect his momentum back to the station by throwing all his possessions in a futile bid to save his own life. Clowning complete. If this and other, more serious roleplaying space shenanigans might be your thing, Ill gladly show you the ropes! Download BYOND and leave me a message.
Posted on: Sat, 29 Nov 2014 10:39:46 +0000

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