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Thanks for the LP, this game is pretty fun. If brutal and a little buggy.
I started my first game as the Lost Tribe, and naturally in the desert hills. Challenge difficulty, permadeath, randy random.
I'm thinking that was a mistake for my first game.
I lucked out early because I decided to plant shit on every spare piece of gravel I could find and it has paid off, despite a blihht that ruined most of my crops even scattered across a pretty large area(that's silly). Oh also I wanted cowboy hats for fun, and then a heatwave hit right as I was finishing my second hat. Only one person died of heatstroke.
And randy random....wow. Raiders with lmgs(against bows), followed by manhunting wargs, followed by lightning(?) blowing a hole in some mechanoid dungeon, which of course the sand worm went straight for my colony. Four dead tribes people later and I am in rough shape(three left).
The cascade of negative mood effects with blood and infections everywhere is easily the hardest/most nerve wracking part of this game(that I know of). And how dudes wander around bleeding to death(in a daze), or doctors who can't treat themselves(I'm not talking surgery, because of course, but minor stuff). Pretty sure my Poppa could self medicate if he had the flu.
Ok. In and out. This night I am not Dreaad. This night I am... Darkwing Duck.
*mumbles a tune* Daring duck of mystery, champion of right. Swoops out of the shadows, Darkwing owns the night...
Cloud of smoke and he appears, master of surprise. Who's that cunning mind behind that shadowy disguise? DARKWING DUCK!!! Oh, shi... That was too loud! *runs back to Gulag*
What's the matter, darling? Didn't expect me to come back?
...
АХАХАХАХхахаххаХАХАХА. Well, here I am! Look what I found.
All I need now is a bunch of components. Hmmm. Well then.
*sigh* Gonna take a while. Now, how do I infiltrate KKK? Azira will surely recognize me. If I shave my beard, everyone will recognize me. What to do, what to do... MORE HAIR! АхахахахахахАХХАХАХАХАХА. Хаха. Brilliant. But where do I find more hair..? OF COURSE! PUBIC HAIR WIG!!!
Meanwhile.
Shut up, Azira.
I'm telling the truth.
Bullshit. No way in hell Dreaad could survive in Gulag on his own. And even if he did, he'd bang at Grimwulfgrad's door all day every day, beggin' for help and forgiveness. Amirite, greengo?
Uhhhhhhhhhhh--
*throws a boot at hello friend, misses*
I saw Dreaad with my own eyes.
Don't take it the wrong way, Daddy, but sometimes you, umm, see... things.
You don't believe me. Think I've gone crazy?
I looove your special mind, daddy.
... I'll go for a snack.
These people need double candle treatment. All of them.
Lacgirl's vomit is everywhere throughout KKK, including the fridge.
This place used to be covered in blood. Now it's covered in lacgirls' vomit. That's pregnancy for you.
How should I tell Grimwulf about Dreaad's situation? What if he won't believe me, like the others?
Screw that. I am a viking and a sir. I'm coming in and saying everything I want!
On a count of three. One. Two. Th
*a LOUD explosion roars from the caverns to the east*
9th of Spring, 5501
*Jumps* Rrrrrragh, I am armed with fork and vodka!! STAY BACK!!!
Calm down, psycho. There is no one here. Yet.
No one alive, that is.
I recognized the sound. German sappers. Low-quality explosives. They are diggin' a tunnel, Kommissar. THE GERMANS ARE COMING!
Wait, that means... THEY ARE ASSAULTING THE REAR ENTRANCE!!
Sounds pretty gay.
Faster, Kommissar! Sound the alarm! They are already here!
THE KOLONY IS UNDER ATTACK, AND WE WILL ALL DIE, UNLESS YOU WAKE UP THIS VERY MOMENT AND COME OUT ARMED TO THE TEETH! THE MOTHERLAND NEEDS YOUR PROTECTION RIGHT NOW!!
*reloading the rifle* Awaiting your orders, Kommissar.
Today we pwn capitalists.
C-c-c...
What's the matter, private? Can't wait to SEEK RED GLORY IN BATTLE?! TODAY IS THE DAY YOU KILL THEM ALL OR DIE TRYING!!!
AAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE *runs away, locks himself inside the House of Edgelords*
That coward. *spits*
If they blow up the Prosperwall, we shall HOLD OUR GROUND in the Town Hall!
Town Hall? More like Vomit Gallery.
I am pregnant, you asshole! *spits in Kalin's face*
...
CUT IT! Shhhh. Listen... Hear that?
Yeah...
What? Hear what??
Nothing.
They don't plan on blowing up Prosperwall.
What ARE they planning then??
Meanwhile.
Ahem. Hello. My name is Nikifor Tihonovich. I am a Soviet scientist, used to work for the government. I w-- АХАХАХАХхахахаха, blyad. Need to be more serious.
I know! Glasses!
Yeeess, that's it. You like it, darling? Do I look alpha? Wait, wh-- FUUUUCK!!!
Red ppl to the north are raiders. Blue ppl to the west are random travellers passing by (we get those every day, they have nothing to trade and don't even go through KKK).
TAKE MY WIFE, BUT LEAVE ME ALONE!!! *runs towards Grimwulfgrad*
*psshhhh* GREENBUTT, you cowardly cucumber! COME IN! Over.
*psh psh* hhhmmmmnnn *psshhhh*
If you don't want to be demoted to dog food, flick the goddamn switch ASAP! We need more power connected to Grimwulfgrad! Go, go, GO!!!
Moh-hey!
Well? You think he has the balls to come out of hiding?
Time will tell. Until then we hold this position.
ENEMY SPOTTED!!
*points rifle at the entrance*
NET!! DON'T SHOOT, I AM UNARMED!!!
Who the fuck are you?!
Gord-- err, GREGORY! Gregory Slavmen!
What a stupid fucking name.
I am a Soviet scientist! From Bratislava! I need help, tovarischi!
He looks strangely familiar...
And kind of sexy.
Awright, private Slavmen - you are to fall back and cooperate with private Greenbutt! Make sure he doesn't shit his pants, coz it will affect the DIGNITY of this place!
DA! Can I also eat?
I want to eat too, Kommimore Grimmie Wolfie...
NEGATIVE, woman - you stay on the battlefield and follow my orders!
Before you go, Gregory. What was the last thing you saw before you entered Grimwulfgrad?
They piled up on some guy who lived nearby.
How did that guy look like?
Eh, you know. A beard, much shorter than my own. Not a lot of hair. No glasses.
Enough chatterin'. Return to your duties, private Slavmen.
Welcome to the team, Gregory.
Don't cause any trouble, Greg.
BARF! *vomits abundantly* See you later, handsome~ BAAARF
SLUZHU! KOMMUNISTAM!!
*yet another LOUD explosion thundering in Gulag*
God! How could this happen?? It was going so well...
I can hear explosions and gunshots! Oh, woe!
But how bad can it be, really? I'm used to life of a slave. Those pirate dudes? Can't be worse than Grimwulf.
THE SOUNDS! It's like a bloody war raging outside!
Mom, if you read this... Wait, someone's coming.
ZDRAVSTVUI! My name is Gregory Slavmen, but you can call me Slavmen. What's your name?
Uh-hoh?!
Uho. Which means "ear" in Russian. I see. I see.
We shall become the best friends, Uho. Best friends! So many plans, so many ideas to share with you! Аха. Ха. *tries to hold the urge to laugh* Хххххххххххх
Sorry, men - last part of weekend's update (with key choices and shiet) will be posted tommorow. Grimwulf gotta sleep.
Can the kolonists manage terrible mood without mental breaks?
Will Grimwulf believe Azira about Dreaad being still alive?
How long can Dreaad maintain his legend without fucking it up?
Is there a chance for hello friend to speak like human again?
What does it take to stop the endless stream of lacgirl's vomit?
Can't fooken believe it, did I just club two muthafucks to death without taking even a single bullet from friendly fire?? Not that I'm complaining or anything! Feels gud men.
Oh, and that Nikifor sciencemajiff guy seems super-legit, he's like the Kodex Rasputin with that snazzy beard, not to mention the crotch toupée.
Since his traditional preparation before posting updates involves getting drunk (and dancing), it would mean we are right on track. So, carry on with the potatojuice Kommissar!
Okay this is kind of fun but I'm really upset there are no trans options for my people. Pretty messed up it's not in here considering it's supposed to be the FUTURE.
Because it's future. You can find good surgeon, like Azira, so there is no need for such thing as trans. All trannies either just plain females now or died in the process.
And i think with some origins character can be one.