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***** Name of the character or issue *****
(Scene + Navigation codes for use with CTRL+F to serve as bookmarks. I hope this is okay, but I'm very sorry about the size, regardless...
) - Problem text or error description
Typos and errors are set in red within the problem text like so: [ typo or error ]
'FIX:' My suggestion(s) on how to fix the problem, if possible.
***** Alpha Hyrax *****
Edit on 1/1
EDIT - Give Blowjob - Damn, this boy doesn’t smell half-bad for a bandit on a post-apocalyptic planet. You just can’t resist taking whiff after whiff of that musk even as you wrap a hand around his cock and start to jerk it off, using his copious precum as lube.It doesn’t take a lot of thinking to realize he’s got some nice pheromones.
FIX: lube. It
1A - Give Blowjob - As your own pleasure escalates, you eventually start to moan around his cock. Your cunt drools lube like there’s no tomorrow, and your clit tingle with a persistent need. It’s getting harder and harder to hold yourself back from cumming.
FIX: clit tingles
1B - Give Blowjob - Your legs quivers, and your drooly slit shudders with orgasmic contractions as you squirt jet after long jet of slippery girl-cum all over the counter’s paneling. Your jizz splashes on the metallic surface and hits the floor, making a mess of the place.
FIX: legs quiver
1C - Give Blowjob - Raising to your full height, you hold his chin, look straight into his slitted green eyes and give him a seductive smile. “Just promise you’ll be a good boy from now on, okay?”
FIX: Rising
1D - Give Blowjob - As you make yourself presentable and head for the exit, you can’t help but caress your cumfilled middle. That was hit the spot real good... Cousin will be peeved that you took longer than necessary, but you did what you had to. As the saying goes: you can’t fight on an empty stomach.
FIX: That hit
1E - Defeat - From the corner of your eye, you spot a trio of hyraxi thugs dragging a recently defeated Jack up from deeper in the train.
The bandit leader slaps the soot off his coat. Gesturing towards Johana and your cousin, he says: “Boys, you can have fun with this one. I’ll take care of the other one.”
FIX: with these two.
1F - Defeat - Defeated by the Alpha Hyrax -> 'Warmistress' option tool-tip reads: 'If you're gonna be taken to her anyway, you'd rather just skip the unnecessary banging.// page break and go straight to the warmistress' bad end
FIX: Remove '// page break and go straight to the warmistress' bad end'
1G - Defeat - By the time you feel the pinprick of a needle on your thigh, it’s already too late. In just a few moments, you can already feel your skin flushing with arousal. Aided by your accelerated heartbeat, the drug spreads through your body like wildfire gushy, virgin slit getting wetter by the second.
In your current state, it takes no effort for him to haul you onto one of the seats access to your crotch.
FIX 1: wildfire, your
FIX 2: to access your
1H - Defeat - Maybe Jack is hoping that you can escape and come back to free them, but you know this not possible — not when the drugs in your system make you so horny that it takes all your concentration just to stop yourself from cumming in your pants as you daydream about the alpha boy’s cock.
FIX: this is not
1I - Defeat - Your routine is fixed: you wake him up with a blowjob first thing in the morning and milk him again at lunch. And again in the evening. And-
Being filled with your alpha’s semen 24-7 becomes so natural that you even start to forget what it’s like not to his spunk in your ass and womb. You feel empty without it.
FIX: to have his
1J - Throbb Ride - Giving alpha-boy a lascivious grin of your own, you lower yourself on his length at the same time as you jab the medipen. He doesn’t even feel the pinprick, both of you moaning in unison as his nubby cock slides into the warm, silky confines your terran pussy, until his knot bumps against your pussylips.
FIX: confines of your
1K - Throbb Ride - He doesn’t even feel the pinprick, both of you moaning in unison as his nubby cock slides into the warm, velvety confines your ass, until his knot bumps against your unspoiled bum.
FIX: confines of your <- Anal version of the same scene
1L - Throbb Ride - The way his nubs caress your sensitive spots draws delighted purrs from your lips
FIX: 'lips.' OR Perhaps there was an unintentional break in the scene here? I'm not sure...
1M - Throbb Ride - Your cunt fills to capacity in a matter of moments, and then the excess is starts to squirt out of your tight hole in messy jets, as the boy keeps on cumming and cumming...
FIX: excess starts
1N - Throbb Ride - “Don’t worry, there’s plenty of ass in the universe. I’m sure a lot of people will love the new you,” you reassure, casting a meaningful look at his crew. The boys are watching transfixed, jerk their small cocks off unabashedly.
FIX: jerking
1O - Throbb Ride - As if on cue, a second growth spurt occurs, causing the boy to gasp, his muscles contracting from the ecstasy as his cock rapidly gains a few more inches and pumps out another massive load in the process. Acting on instinct he thrust his hips upwards, trying to knot you, but it’s an easy matter for you to stay out of reach.
FIX: thrusts
1P - Throbb Ride - By the time his second climax finally winds down, several cupfuls of raider seed have already made it past your cervix and into yourfertile womb. No doubt his swimmers are already looking for eggs to inseminate...
FIX: your fertile
1Q - Throbb Ride - Meanwhile, you moan and gasp with unbridled ecstasy, relishing in the monstrous size of his cock as the alpha plows your pussy with near-frenzied vigor. With your free hand, you continue totease your clitty like your life depends on it.
FIX: to tease
1R - Jerk & Spank - Using the alpha’s abundant precum as lube, you spread it around and start to stroke his doggy-dong. It takes a great deal of self control to pace yourself while also avoiding his sensitive nubs and cockhead (for now), lest you end up milking the boy then and there. You don’t want to make things too easy for him.
FIX: self-control
1S - Jerk & Spank - His underlings to wince as the sound of your smacking and the boy’s animalistic yip reverberate in unison throughout the cart.
FIX: underlings wince
1T - Jerk & Spank - His knot inflates inflates just below your grip, locking into absolutely nothing, and he starts to whimper pathetically even as his cute doggy-dong wastes its seed all over the counter and the bar area behind it.
FIX: Delete the extra word.
1U - Jerk & Spank - By the time his orgasm finally winds down, you release his quickly-deflating cock and wipe your hand on the fur of his thighs. As a parting gift, you give those huge balls a light squeeze, drawing another whimper and one last rope of cum from the ‘alpha’. There’s so much jizz behind the bar that you can’t help but chuckle; good thing you’re not the one cleaning this up!
FIX: Delete the extra space. Do keep in mind that this issue is only in-game. The problem does not show up here on the forum during formatting.
1V - With Johana -> Mating Press - She shimmies out of her pants, revealing a fat brown cock just starting to come to full mast; her rod’s half again the raider’s size, and her balls dwarf his completely as she squats down, rubbing her junk against his.
FIX: Continuity error here. To me, it sounds like this scene might have been completed before the Alpha's visual design was finalized, since his other scenes all describe him as 'massive' in that place. I'm no expert in fruit, but Johana is described as being 'apple-sized' compared to the Alpha's 'cantaloupe-sized' nuts. Perhaps space-apples are bigger than space-cantaloupes? heheheh
Size references for proof:
Johana: 'The moment they’re gone, Johana’s flipping aside the strip of cloth hanging between her legs, revealing a stiffening human cock starting to peek out of its foreskin. Apple-sized nuts hang below it, smooth and hefty.'
Alpha: 'You already knew they were huge, but up close they look even bigger than before: a pair of cantaloupe-sized nuts filled to the brim with seed.'
1W - With Johana -> Mating Press - You roll your eyes at the submissive display and shuck your own schoolgirl outfit, slepra down bra, and stockings and panties, heaving your pussy hanging over the boy’s face. He blinks up at you, tongue lolling from his mouth, and makes grabby-hands at your hips. God, he’s just winning for losing, isn’t he?
FIX: 'leaving your pussy hanging over' OR 'heaving your pussy over the boy's face'
1X - With Johana -> Mating Press - Every thrust the gunslinger makes is echoed into your slit, reciprocated with a new chorus of purrs and tongue-thrusts. Your own child-bearing hips gyrate on the raider-boy’s face, squishing it flat against the floor and leaving a slick trail all over his cheeks. He makes not secret of loving every moment of it, even if he’s unable to talk. When you press down on him, his cock jumps and leaks; when your muscles grip down on his tongue, his fuzzy mitts squeeze your hips and pull you down on him. You know damn well he’d be squealing ‘crush me, mommy!’ if you weren’t already. As it is, he just moans like a whore and eats your pussy like a starving man.
FIX: makes no secret
1Y - Public Use - “It’s fine, he’s just a little shy. Aren’t you?” Your hand hovers over his ass, ready to slap it again if he gives the wrong answer. The boy’s lips turn into a thin line, as he refuses to lose even more face before his crew. In that case, you reach for his pent-up balls and give them a light squeeze — elicits a needy whine from the hyraxi ‘alpha’, while his cock spurts a fat rope of pre.
FIX: eliciting
1Z - Public Use - It takes all of your self control to stop yourself from laughing — this was way too easy! Now, all you need to do is decide how to occupy that big mouth of his...
FIX: self-control
1AA - Public Use -> Oral - Without preamble, youopen your crotch piece, then pull his face down, forcing him to smell your stockings and panties.Given how sensitive hyraxi noses are, you don’t even need pheromones; your natural scent is more than enough to make him swoon.The slut takes whiff after whiff, clearly loving the smell of your cunt.Once you deem him ‘receptive enough’, you spread your legs and press your pussy against his face. Like the hungry slut he is, the yeen doesn’t hesitate to kiss your folds even as he sticks his long tongue into your snatch. Fuck, he’s good... you think to yourself, letting out an involuntary purr as he finds your G-spot and strokes it with pinpoint precision. You knew you’d find a use for that big mouth of his!insert a pair of fingers into his mouth. Like the slut he is, the boy shamelessly suckles on your digits, earning a purr of approval from you. He looks so much cuter when he’s not speaking...
FIX 1: you open
FIX 2: Add space between '.' and 'Given'
FIX 3: Add space between '.' and 'The'
FIX 4: Add space between '.' and 'Once'
FIX 5: his! You insert
1BB - Public Use -> Oral - The ‘alpha’ lets out a throaty moan, loud enough to be heard by his entire crew despite being muffled by your cunt Not wasting any time, the beta proceeds to fuck his alpha without any restraint, letting out cute moans as their girly hips smash into the leader’s cushiony rump over and over again.
FIX: cunt. Not
1CC - Public Use -> Oral - If anything, this makes the ‘alpha’ eat you out with even more vigor . As a reward, you start to stroke his hair, scritching behind his cute furry ears with the tips of your fingers even as you moan your pleasure out loud for all to hear.
FIX: vigor.
1DD - Public Use -> Oral - His hole is getting filled with so many loads that the floor is turning into a white puddle — and the bitch-boy ‘alpha’ is loving every minute of it.You try to last as long as possible with the boy’s sublime mouth French-kissing your pussy, but eventually you remember you’ve got a train to save.When you feel your climax approaching, you grab the boy’s hair and shove him even deeper into your crotch, moaning more than loud enough to draw the attention of his crew, so they can burn the image in their minds as you cream the face of their ‘alpha’ with jet after jet of slippery girl-cum at point-blank range.
FIX 1: Add space between '.' and You
FIX 2: Add space between '.' and When
1EE - Is the 'Alone Time' -> 'Public Use' -> 'Breastfeed' option broken? I came back to this scene modded with '838.5 L' worth of milk stored in my breasts and this amount still was not enough to unlock the scene...
FIX: Up to you!
***** Elcine *****
2A - Talk -> Ask: Sisters - Most of us at any one time are in the Evermind’s sanctuary, of course, but that’s the most holy and awesome place in the world so who’s complaining, right? Every machine is vital the future of Phaedra, but none moreso than those that keep Her Divine Electrance in tip-top shape.”
FIX: is vital to
2B - Talk -> Ask: Trains - Her shoulder slump a little. “Yeah, that’s one way to put it. Because of how important the trains are — because they’re the only way we can move people and heavy goods around the wasteland — they’re super tempting targets for all kinds of apostates!
FIX: shoulders slump
2C - Talk -> Ask: Raiders - Continuity error (or a possible spoiler?) from the 'Ask: Raiders' option at Shieldrock:
“Where do you think Hureya and her warband are now?”
Elcine shrugs. “I can’t say for sure, but from what I saw of their equipment, I suspect they were operating out of a pre-war military base. They’ve likely taken your cousin and friends there and imprisoned them to be used as breeding stock!”
“Are they going to be a threat in the future?”
“For Phaedra? Undoubtedly. For you, Emberian, unlikely. Unless you happen to be on the train when they next feel compelled to raid, I doubt Hureya will renege on your deal. For all their flaws, the hyraxi are an honorable people.”
FIX: This line of conversation is still available after saving the train with Jack and Johana's assistance during the quest. Is there a way in-game for the player to make Hureya an offer? I chose the 'Uplift Her?' option before the Warmistress battle, won the fight, and finally spoke to Elcine at Shieldrock about the topic. Even with Hureya trapped in the pillory, Elcine still speaks as if Hureya successfully took the passengers back to their base. It's up to you on this one!
***** Glowing Hyrax Raider *****
3A - Combat - The hyrax man rears forward, bearing his claws and fangs and leaps at you like a wild animal!
The crazed yeen leaps at you but you dodge out of the way, letting him faceplant into the sand. He clambers at you and tries to take a swipe but you back away, making him growl in anger and retreat.
FIX: baring
3B - Victory - The mutated hyrax falls to his knees, unable to continue fighting in the face of the beating you’re giving him. He huffs and growls before starting to paw at his body, ripping off the remainder of his clothes and bearing his full, nude form to you. The strange hyena man calms down after that, looking at you and panting in a strangely submissive way while his cock strains, drooling onto the ground.
FIX: baring
***** Hyrax Bike Raider *****
4A - Combat - Before you can even wonder what he’s doing, several tubes extend from his rig and blast out volleys of mortar fire!The volley goes wide, giving you plenty of room to dodge out of the way of the major payload.
FIX: Missing space between '!' and 'The'
***** Hyrax Drugmonger *****
5A - Combat - The drugmonger reaches for one of the large capsules hap-hazardly assorted in the bandolier across his body. A flick of his wrist flips open the dart guns body, slamming home an oversized charge and levelling it right at you. The heavy capsule of roiling liquid impacts the shield protecting you and ricochets off harmlessly.
FIX: haphazardly
***** Hyrax Warbitch *****
6A - Combat - Wind whips past the towering Warbitch. Spinning her spear around and around, she faces you down, carefully sizing you up. Corded muscles twitch, ready to strike at a moments notice. Scraps of cloth flutter and fret in the racing gust of wind thanks to the speed ot the train under both of you, but her imperious stature remains unphased. It’s all the more impressive considering that same buffeting force feels strong enough to blow you straight off your feet!
FIX: moment's
6B - Victory - 'FuckHerVagina' option is missing spaces.
FIX: Fuck Her Vagina
***** Liferoot *****
7A - Grind - No longer trying to hold back, you increase the range of movement, allowing your clit to get in on the action. Since the bulb’s folds are a little too smooth for the task, you shift your angle, aiming for the plant’s clit-like button. Perrrfect! you think as you start to drag your pleasure-buzzers back and forth over the springy protuberance. You’re not going to last long this way, but who cares? It feels too good to stop anymore.
FIX: A miscount here, I think. The character that I used for this scene only had a single clitoris.
***** Nuka Rancher *****
8A - Intro - “Silence raider!” she interjects, taking a fighting stance, but drawing no weapons. “Prepare to join my herd and get harvested like a juice-pouch, ya scoundrel!”
FIX: "Silence, raider!"
8B - Tea Her - You step away from the complaining nuka’s side for a moment to go through the small treasure trove she’s piled up close at hand. Much of it seems to be various gizmos and tools, presumably meant for repairing and upkeep her water-tower machine. There’s also canisters of harvested water that looks as pure as any fluid you’re likely to find in this blasted wasteland. But that’s not all she’s got. Not by half.
FIX 1: upkeep of her
FIX 2: 'There are also canisters of harvested water that look' OR 'There's also a canister of harvested water that looks'
8C - Tea Her - Their likely lewd side-effects notwithstanding, you get the impression that these little potables are mid-battle pick-me-ups. Sure seems like something you could make use of the Phaedran elixirs.
FIX: 'Sure seems like something for which you could make use of the Phaedran elixirs.'
8D - Tea Her - You pull a teal-packaged cum bubble from the squeaking cache cradled in your arms and lean over her. Gingerly, you set the contraceptive orb atop the brim of her seven inch pucker and gently push it inward with a fingle finger. Her mouth, in spite of its donut-thickness of her lips and the mass of the slithering tongue coming from them, proves to be exactly as yielding as it looks.
FIX: single <- Note: TBH, 'fingle' is apparently a real word used in the Caribbean for sexually stimulating someone with your fingers, so this could actually be 'fingling' and I may be in the wrong here.
8E - Tea Her - It’s impressive, but a touch worrying. “Is that... safe?” you ask the seemingly staved rancher. “Can your kind digest condoms, like a galotian?”
FIX: starved
8F - Tea Her - That’s all just as well, however, as you’ve got another pair of holes to fill. You scoop up further armload of cum bubbles from her pack and set to... well... packing. You stoop down and slide one of the fist-sized orbs up against the nuka’s sodden loins.
FIX: 'a further armload'
***** Radglow *****
9A - Victory - 'DildoPlay' option is missing a space.
FIX: Dildo Play
9B - Victory - 'FeedTail' option is missing a space.
FIX: Feed Tail
9C - Dildo Play - Eventually, even your aphrodisiac-boosted your orgasm winds down, and you let out a proud huff, pulling the plant’s length out of your terran pussy with a squishy wet sound. Then, you notice that the vine in your hand has bloated up grotesquely, since the brunt of its seed just couldn’t get past the choke point of your iron grip.
FIX: even your aphrodisiac-boosted orgasm
***** Selene & Neil *****
10A - Combat - Selene’s shields crackles, stealing energy from Neil’s protective shell (S: −200) for herself! (S: +23)
FIX: 'Selene's shield crackles' OR 'Selene's shields crackle'
10B - Intro - 'Comply' option tool-tip: "Yes Mistress"
FIX: "Yes, Mistress"
10C - Intro - 'Surrender' option tool-tip mistakenly displays 'Surrenders' when that option is unavailable to use.
FIX: Surrender
***** Shalin Shaman *****
11A - Fist Her - Shlck. Sthpt. Shlck. It requires a genuine amount of elbow grease to pump this turkey, in and out, basting your arm in her juices. You hate to think about the sweat you’d have to work up if you were doing this with a dick. And although the results are pretty pleasing — making her voice rise and fall, feeling her quiver around you, offering little paens to her gods — you wonder if you’re working harder and not smarter here.
FIX: paeans
11B - Fist Her - That’s when your fingers brush over a round protuberance on the ceiling of her cunt maybe six inches inside, and it’s this that makes her shriek piercingly and her kegel muscles tighten around your hand like it’s getting shrink wrapped. There’s silence for a few moments afterwards, aside from her heavy breathing.
FIX: shrink-wrapped
11C - Fist Her - “AaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaahhhhh!” The shalin’s multiple orgasms are genuinely deafening. Your ears are ring as her fluids dribble down to your shoulder pit, shaking and shoving soft down into your face, muscle rings rippling all the way up and down your arm for almost twenty seconds.
FIX: 'Your ears ring' OR 'Your ears are ringing'
11D - Intro - You dive out of the way, and a set of talons the size of a dinner plate thump into the sand where you were a split second later.
FIX: 'into the sand where you would be a split second later.' OR 'into the sand where you were a split second earlier.'
***** Syne + Son of Jissara Quest *****
12A - First Meeting - “Mmm. I was the property of a Confederate citizen, you see, but I crash landed on this planet a while ago. I’ve... been by myself ever since. It’s been hard. The locals have taken a liking to me, for reasons I’m sure you can guess at," she smiles, flicking one of her hardlight rings. “But there are certain things I can’t ask them to do. Exploring a crashed KihaCorp dropship being one of them.”
FIX: crash-landed
12B - Captain's Log - You tap a the replay button on the command throne’s arm, bringing back the holographic figure of the femboy kitty-captain. It looks like there are still several log entries still stored in the chair’s memory bank, sorted by date.
FIX: tap the
12C - Captain's Log -> 14.1.52 - Doctor Gyse: definitely pregnant. I’m going to lock the remaining supply of cologne down in her name, before Kiara wakes back up and ends up with another crewman knotted for six hours. At least if it’s not me. End log.”
FIX: 'a' in 'another' is not in bold
12D - Rad Healing - Fine. You cup your lips to the orifice and drink the syrupy pink goo. It’s just as sweet as it smells, more like fruitjuice than medicine, and it flows slowly over your tongue and down your throat. You can’t help noticing Syne’s equine sheath winking, balls clenching tightly as you suckle, but the whole process only lasts a few seconds before you’ve consumed all she’s giving you, and the queasy feeling that’s been in your gut since you stepped onto the Son begins to fade.
FIX: fruit juice
12E - Talk -> Phaedra - “I have... developed a certain affection for this world, ever since crash landing on it,” Syne says, sweeping an arm out across the wasteland. “The native races have made mistakes in the past, led to their doom by technology they had no hope of understanding. They cannot be held wholly accountable for actions that were made in darkness, without comprehending the consequences. So I have stayed, and I help as much as I can. Someone has to.”
FIX: crash-landing
***** Train Quest *****
13A - Supple leather around your body, cool air on your face, a refreshing drink in your hand... this is actually turning out to be a nice trip already. A well deserved break from the rigors of adventure...
FIX: well-deserved
13B - You’re roused from your rest by a gentle hand on your shoulder, and the sensation of someone planting into the seat beside you. You groggily open an eye, only to see a familiar lynxboy sitting down.
That, at least, snaps you awaken. “Jack? What’re you doing here?”
Your cousin looks beleaguered and dirty, like he’s been out in the dust and sun non stop since before you arrived.
FIX 1: awake.
FIX 2: 'nonstop' OR 'non-stop'
13C - The hand not resting on her gunbelt slowly draws a cigarillo from pack strapped to one of her bracers, clenching it between those full red lips of hers.
FIX: from a pack
13D - Cooperate - The trenchcoated raider cackles, grabbing the nearest gaggle of boys and shoving them at you. “It’s a free for all then! Guess we’re going to have some fun after all, lads!”
FIX: free-for-all
13E - Grenadier War Rig - The second-to-last truck in the center convoy is a cargo hauler, an empty sheet metal container with a logo on the doors advertising the Paleridge Farms food company. The hyraxi raiders you defeated are sprawled out on the floor, submissively licking their wounds. The boys have left some crates of supplies lying open, ripe for the picking
FIX: Missing a period at the end. 'picking.'
13F - War Rig right after Grenadier - You’ve clambered up into the cabin of the artillery trailer-truck, mantling in beside a scared-shitless hyrax boy who’s decided the best thing to do is just keep his paw on the peddle and keep driving, doing his best to ignore you. Ahead of you’s a huge war-rig of a truck, from which comes the thundering, thumping bass that’s been assailing your ears since the attack began. There’s a tower of speakers all piled up on top of each other,
FIX: you is
13G - Galley Car - You slowly slide the door the door to the southern car open, investigating the source of the crashing and banging. Through the crack, you can glimpse another gang of hyrax raiders pillaging what appears to be a dining car.
FIX: Delete the extra.
13H - Galley Car - And you recognize the largest of them sitting on the countertop, guzzling wine right from the bottle - the hyrax packleader that got away back from your first skirmish on the train. This is where he and his boys and gotten to!
FIX: boys have gotten to!
13I - Passenger Stowage - Johana breathes a sigh of relief as you stride into the stowage car, sliding her pistol into its holster. “Howinn! There are you. You okay?”
FIX: There you are.
13J - Quest Conclusion -> Train Engine - Elystiel lifts her head from where is’ been resting against your shoulder, rubbing the sleep from her misty grey eyes. “Hmm? The train has stopped. Have we finally arrived?”
FIX: it's
***** Vermillion *****
14A - Talk -> Equipment - She swipes a dozen times then shows you a slightly pixelated picture of her sister and her standing in their respective gears. Her apparatus of the time looks like a rough conglomerate of thin, bronze plates and archaic cylinders; it’s a miracle she could walk with that many [ Extra line break here ]
capacitors strapped to her back. “I really rocked the tin can look, didn’t I?”
FIX: Remove the line break.
14B - Talk -> Equipment - She unleashed a proverbial inferno of electromagnetic fire on me, but I managed to swipe her off her feet with my tail and knock her out using the power our Goddess lended to me. I recovered her dangerous relic and retrofitted it to the bracers on my fulgur fists,”
FIX: lent
14C - Talk -> Equipment - Vermillion nods. “I used to, as well. We were field plowe-workers, before so we took weapons that we knew we could use proficiently. My trainers and I discovered that I was a mean boxer so I changed career,”
FIX: field plowe-workers before, so
14D - Leave - “Farewell Donut. May the Evermind’s light guide your path and protect you from harm,” the scarlet nuka says, making her faith’s symbol over her head.
FIX: "Farewell, (Steele's first name).
***** Warmistress *****
15A - Intro - 'Uplift Her?' option tool-tip: If she's doing all this to save her clan from... genetic degradation and radiation poisoning?
FIX: She's doing
15B - Combat - You’re fighting the Warmistress! She’s a big hunk of hyraxx meat, wearing a suit of pre-Glass combat armor that makes her far more imposing than even her bigger subordinates.
FIX: hyrax
15C - Combat - Johana connects with her concussion pistol! A loud ‘thunk’ ring out as the Warmistress’ armored coating finally fails!
FIX: rings
15D - Combat - With a heave, Johana tears she way out of the grapple and adopts a fighting stance.
FIX: tears her
15E - Combat - Possible grapple bug with Johana? Johana seemingly takes no damage from this attack, even if she cannot escape the Warmistress's grasp each turn. Not that I mind having an invincible ally, but hey...
FIX: Up to you!
15F - Equipment - Hureya's Claw (Melee Weapon): Resembling a huge paw with sickle-sized claws, this fist weapons crackles with enough electrified current to barbecue a varmint.
FIX: fist weapon crackles
***** Phaedra 'Rooms' *****
16A - Nuclear baked-glass crunches beneath you as move through the wasteland. Huge boulders pile up to the west, their northern faces liquified and refused into a pudding-like appearance. Just north, the glass splits apart around a crater. More sprawling, glassy ripples undulate away to the east and south, leading on to more signs of Phaedra's molten past.
FIX 1: Nuclear-baked glass crunches beneath you as you move
FIX 2: liquefied
16B - No apparent cause presents itself. Something chemical could have been poured into spiderwebbing network of soil, you suppose. In a toxic wasteland like this, it would be nearly impossible which life-obliterating condition is responsible.
FIX: poured into the spiderwebbing
16C - Your Codex's geiger-counter chirps a little faster here, warning you of more radiation to the south and west - not that those impassible nuke-blasted mountains are likely to be worth exploring. To the north, the ground's glassy surface shifts hues through whole rainbows of purple and green shades in a truly beautiful display of desolation.
FIX: Geiger counter
16D - One tree stands before you, alone in this blasted-out wasteland. You aren't sure how the twisted, knobby plant survived Phaedra's nuclear fire when so much else did, or how it's managing to keep its bouquet of weakened leaves aloft, but it is. This thing saw nuclear fire and lived to tell about it.
FIX: 'so much else did not' for consistency.
16E - It appears that the underlying sediment eroded away, leaving the glass "plate" to collapse in under its own weight - and create a pit of spiky death. More than one set of animal bones decorates the bottom like grizzly trophies.
FIX: grisly
16F - The glass to the south opens into a jagged crevice. Unsupported from below, the surface layer appears to have collapsed deep into the bottom of the pit - presenting a fatally-spiky landing for anyone or anything unlucky enough to tumble in.
The glass runs alongside a small crevasse to the north - just wide and jagged enough to block any attempts at traditional locomotion.
FIX: 'crevasse' for the consistency error. Both descriptions refer to the same hazard. These are separate room descriptions, by the way.
16G - Son of Jissara - The ground underfoot here is nothing but blackened glass, super-heated by the ship’s reentry. Every step sends crick-cracks echoing through the ravine.
The dune Syne’s hiding behind is back west; the ship’s airlock is west.
FIX: east.
16H - Son of Jissara - Everything out here smells burnt, and there’s a melted quality to the walls and consoles - you suppose the outer door must have come off during reentry.As you step into the crashed ship’s airlock, a robotic voice intones from a melted console beside the outer door:
FIX: reentry. As
16I - Son of Jissara - The console for the ship’s automated damage control system has been smashed, leaving it inoperable.
The science deck is back west, and the engineering section it just east of here.
FIX: is just
16J - Son of Jissara - There’s a unlocked door on the north bulkhead with a large label printed over it reading “COMPUTER CORE | SECURE LOCKERS” while to the west, there’s a ladder leading east into the heart of the engines.
FIX: an unlocked
***** Divrani - Codex *****
17A - Confederate sources indicate that Uplifting existing members the race will be very difficult, as will integrating them into society, unless they are separated from the radglow plant.
FIX: members of the race
***** Hyrax - Codex *****
17B - Your Codex beeps, “Hyrax detected. Warning, males may exhibit overly-aggressive behavior when their ‘rides’ are disrespected.” Hyrax Codex entry unlocked.
FIX: This encounter does not actually unlock the Codex entry for viewing during the first meeting with a Hyrax Bike Raider. Self-explanatory fix for this one.
***** Nuka - Codex *****
17C - This Codex entry remains highlighted and marked as unread after you finish reading through all of its content.
FIX: Self-explanatory
***** Shalinae - Codex *****
17D - Xenogen researchers have petitioned numerous times for access to a steady supply genetic material to research but have been stymied by the convoluted legal status of the planet currently being untangled by Confederate authorities.
FIX: steady supply of genetic material
***** Name of the character or issue *****
(Scene + Navigation codes for use with CTRL+F to serve as bookmarks. I hope this is okay, but I'm very sorry about the size, regardless...
) - Problem text or error descriptionTypos and errors are set in red within the problem text like so: [ typo or error ]
'FIX:' My suggestion(s) on how to fix the problem, if possible.
***** Alpha Hyrax *****
Edit on 1/1 EDIT - Give Blowjob - Damn, this boy doesn’t smell half-bad for a bandit on a post-apocalyptic planet. You just can’t resist taking whiff after whiff of that musk even as you wrap a hand around his cock and start to jerk it off, using his copious precum as lube.It doesn’t take a lot of thinking to realize he’s got some nice pheromones.FIX: lube. It
1A - Give Blowjob - As your own pleasure escalates, you eventually start to moan around his cock. Your cunt drools lube like there’s no tomorrow, and your clit tingle with a persistent need. It’s getting harder and harder to hold yourself back from cumming.
FIX: clit tingles
1B - Give Blowjob - Your legs quivers, and your drooly slit shudders with orgasmic contractions as you squirt jet after long jet of slippery girl-cum all over the counter’s paneling. Your jizz splashes on the metallic surface and hits the floor, making a mess of the place.
FIX: legs quiver
1C - Give Blowjob - Raising to your full height, you hold his chin, look straight into his slitted green eyes and give him a seductive smile. “Just promise you’ll be a good boy from now on, okay?”
FIX: Rising
1D - Give Blowjob - As you make yourself presentable and head for the exit, you can’t help but caress your cumfilled middle. That was hit the spot real good... Cousin will be peeved that you took longer than necessary, but you did what you had to. As the saying goes: you can’t fight on an empty stomach.
FIX: That hit
1E - Defeat - From the corner of your eye, you spot a trio of hyraxi thugs dragging a recently defeated Jack up from deeper in the train.
The bandit leader slaps the soot off his coat. Gesturing towards Johana and your cousin, he says: “Boys, you can have fun with this one. I’ll take care of the other one.”
FIX: with these two.
1F - Defeat - Defeated by the Alpha Hyrax -> 'Warmistress' option tool-tip reads: 'If you're gonna be taken to her anyway, you'd rather just skip the unnecessary banging.// page break and go straight to the warmistress' bad end
FIX: Remove '// page break and go straight to the warmistress' bad end'
1G - Defeat - By the time you feel the pinprick of a needle on your thigh, it’s already too late. In just a few moments, you can already feel your skin flushing with arousal. Aided by your accelerated heartbeat, the drug spreads through your body like wildfire gushy, virgin slit getting wetter by the second.
In your current state, it takes no effort for him to haul you onto one of the seats access to your crotch.
FIX 1: wildfire, your
FIX 2: to access your
1H - Defeat - Maybe Jack is hoping that you can escape and come back to free them, but you know this not possible — not when the drugs in your system make you so horny that it takes all your concentration just to stop yourself from cumming in your pants as you daydream about the alpha boy’s cock.
FIX: this is not
1I - Defeat - Your routine is fixed: you wake him up with a blowjob first thing in the morning and milk him again at lunch. And again in the evening. And-
Being filled with your alpha’s semen 24-7 becomes so natural that you even start to forget what it’s like not to his spunk in your ass and womb. You feel empty without it.
FIX: to have his
1J - Throbb Ride - Giving alpha-boy a lascivious grin of your own, you lower yourself on his length at the same time as you jab the medipen. He doesn’t even feel the pinprick, both of you moaning in unison as his nubby cock slides into the warm, silky confines your terran pussy, until his knot bumps against your pussylips.
FIX: confines of your
1K - Throbb Ride - He doesn’t even feel the pinprick, both of you moaning in unison as his nubby cock slides into the warm, velvety confines your ass, until his knot bumps against your unspoiled bum.
FIX: confines of your <- Anal version of the same scene
1L - Throbb Ride - The way his nubs caress your sensitive spots draws delighted purrs from your lips
FIX: 'lips.' OR Perhaps there was an unintentional break in the scene here? I'm not sure...
1M - Throbb Ride - Your cunt fills to capacity in a matter of moments, and then the excess is starts to squirt out of your tight hole in messy jets, as the boy keeps on cumming and cumming...
FIX: excess starts
1N - Throbb Ride - “Don’t worry, there’s plenty of ass in the universe. I’m sure a lot of people will love the new you,” you reassure, casting a meaningful look at his crew. The boys are watching transfixed, jerk their small cocks off unabashedly.
FIX: jerking
1O - Throbb Ride - As if on cue, a second growth spurt occurs, causing the boy to gasp, his muscles contracting from the ecstasy as his cock rapidly gains a few more inches and pumps out another massive load in the process. Acting on instinct he thrust his hips upwards, trying to knot you, but it’s an easy matter for you to stay out of reach.
FIX: thrusts
1P - Throbb Ride - By the time his second climax finally winds down, several cupfuls of raider seed have already made it past your cervix and into yourfertile womb. No doubt his swimmers are already looking for eggs to inseminate...
FIX: your fertile
1Q - Throbb Ride - Meanwhile, you moan and gasp with unbridled ecstasy, relishing in the monstrous size of his cock as the alpha plows your pussy with near-frenzied vigor. With your free hand, you continue totease your clitty like your life depends on it.
FIX: to tease
1R - Jerk & Spank - Using the alpha’s abundant precum as lube, you spread it around and start to stroke his doggy-dong. It takes a great deal of self control to pace yourself while also avoiding his sensitive nubs and cockhead (for now), lest you end up milking the boy then and there. You don’t want to make things too easy for him.
FIX: self-control
1S - Jerk & Spank - His underlings to wince as the sound of your smacking and the boy’s animalistic yip reverberate in unison throughout the cart.
FIX: underlings wince
1T - Jerk & Spank - His knot inflates inflates just below your grip, locking into absolutely nothing, and he starts to whimper pathetically even as his cute doggy-dong wastes its seed all over the counter and the bar area behind it.
FIX: Delete the extra word.
1U - Jerk & Spank - By the time his orgasm finally winds down, you release his quickly-deflating cock and wipe your hand on the fur of his thighs. As a parting gift, you give those huge balls a light squeeze, drawing another whimper and one last rope of cum from the ‘alpha’. There’s so much jizz behind the bar that you can’t help but chuckle; good thing you’re not the one cleaning this up!
FIX: Delete the extra space. Do keep in mind that this issue is only in-game. The problem does not show up here on the forum during formatting.
1V - With Johana -> Mating Press - She shimmies out of her pants, revealing a fat brown cock just starting to come to full mast; her rod’s half again the raider’s size, and her balls dwarf his completely as she squats down, rubbing her junk against his.
FIX: Continuity error here. To me, it sounds like this scene might have been completed before the Alpha's visual design was finalized, since his other scenes all describe him as 'massive' in that place. I'm no expert in fruit, but Johana is described as being 'apple-sized' compared to the Alpha's 'cantaloupe-sized' nuts. Perhaps space-apples are bigger than space-cantaloupes? heheheh
Size references for proof:
Johana: 'The moment they’re gone, Johana’s flipping aside the strip of cloth hanging between her legs, revealing a stiffening human cock starting to peek out of its foreskin. Apple-sized nuts hang below it, smooth and hefty.'
Alpha: 'You already knew they were huge, but up close they look even bigger than before: a pair of cantaloupe-sized nuts filled to the brim with seed.'
1W - With Johana -> Mating Press - You roll your eyes at the submissive display and shuck your own schoolgirl outfit, slepra down bra, and stockings and panties, heaving your pussy hanging over the boy’s face. He blinks up at you, tongue lolling from his mouth, and makes grabby-hands at your hips. God, he’s just winning for losing, isn’t he?
FIX: 'leaving your pussy hanging over' OR 'heaving your pussy over the boy's face'
1X - With Johana -> Mating Press - Every thrust the gunslinger makes is echoed into your slit, reciprocated with a new chorus of purrs and tongue-thrusts. Your own child-bearing hips gyrate on the raider-boy’s face, squishing it flat against the floor and leaving a slick trail all over his cheeks. He makes not secret of loving every moment of it, even if he’s unable to talk. When you press down on him, his cock jumps and leaks; when your muscles grip down on his tongue, his fuzzy mitts squeeze your hips and pull you down on him. You know damn well he’d be squealing ‘crush me, mommy!’ if you weren’t already. As it is, he just moans like a whore and eats your pussy like a starving man.
FIX: makes no secret
1Y - Public Use - “It’s fine, he’s just a little shy. Aren’t you?” Your hand hovers over his ass, ready to slap it again if he gives the wrong answer. The boy’s lips turn into a thin line, as he refuses to lose even more face before his crew. In that case, you reach for his pent-up balls and give them a light squeeze — elicits a needy whine from the hyraxi ‘alpha’, while his cock spurts a fat rope of pre.
FIX: eliciting
1Z - Public Use - It takes all of your self control to stop yourself from laughing — this was way too easy! Now, all you need to do is decide how to occupy that big mouth of his...
FIX: self-control
1AA - Public Use -> Oral - Without preamble, youopen your crotch piece, then pull his face down, forcing him to smell your stockings and panties.Given how sensitive hyraxi noses are, you don’t even need pheromones; your natural scent is more than enough to make him swoon.The slut takes whiff after whiff, clearly loving the smell of your cunt.Once you deem him ‘receptive enough’, you spread your legs and press your pussy against his face. Like the hungry slut he is, the yeen doesn’t hesitate to kiss your folds even as he sticks his long tongue into your snatch. Fuck, he’s good... you think to yourself, letting out an involuntary purr as he finds your G-spot and strokes it with pinpoint precision. You knew you’d find a use for that big mouth of his!insert a pair of fingers into his mouth. Like the slut he is, the boy shamelessly suckles on your digits, earning a purr of approval from you. He looks so much cuter when he’s not speaking...
FIX 1: you open
FIX 2: Add space between '.' and 'Given'
FIX 3: Add space between '.' and 'The'
FIX 4: Add space between '.' and 'Once'
FIX 5: his! You insert
1BB - Public Use -> Oral - The ‘alpha’ lets out a throaty moan, loud enough to be heard by his entire crew despite being muffled by your cunt Not wasting any time, the beta proceeds to fuck his alpha without any restraint, letting out cute moans as their girly hips smash into the leader’s cushiony rump over and over again.
FIX: cunt. Not
1CC - Public Use -> Oral - If anything, this makes the ‘alpha’ eat you out with even more vigor . As a reward, you start to stroke his hair, scritching behind his cute furry ears with the tips of your fingers even as you moan your pleasure out loud for all to hear.
FIX: vigor.
1DD - Public Use -> Oral - His hole is getting filled with so many loads that the floor is turning into a white puddle — and the bitch-boy ‘alpha’ is loving every minute of it.You try to last as long as possible with the boy’s sublime mouth French-kissing your pussy, but eventually you remember you’ve got a train to save.When you feel your climax approaching, you grab the boy’s hair and shove him even deeper into your crotch, moaning more than loud enough to draw the attention of his crew, so they can burn the image in their minds as you cream the face of their ‘alpha’ with jet after jet of slippery girl-cum at point-blank range.
FIX 1: Add space between '.' and You
FIX 2: Add space between '.' and When
1EE - Is the 'Alone Time' -> 'Public Use' -> 'Breastfeed' option broken? I came back to this scene modded with '838.5 L' worth of milk stored in my breasts and this amount still was not enough to unlock the scene...
FIX: Up to you!
***** Elcine *****
2A - Talk -> Ask: Sisters - Most of us at any one time are in the Evermind’s sanctuary, of course, but that’s the most holy and awesome place in the world so who’s complaining, right? Every machine is vital the future of Phaedra, but none moreso than those that keep Her Divine Electrance in tip-top shape.”
FIX: is vital to
2B - Talk -> Ask: Trains - Her shoulder slump a little. “Yeah, that’s one way to put it. Because of how important the trains are — because they’re the only way we can move people and heavy goods around the wasteland — they’re super tempting targets for all kinds of apostates!
FIX: shoulders slump
2C - Talk -> Ask: Raiders -
Continuity error (or a possible spoiler?) from the 'Ask: Raiders' option at Shieldrock:“Where do you think Hureya and her warband are now?”
Elcine shrugs. “I can’t say for sure, but from what I saw of their equipment, I suspect they were operating out of a pre-war military base. They’ve likely taken your cousin and friends there and imprisoned them to be used as breeding stock!”
“Are they going to be a threat in the future?”
“For Phaedra? Undoubtedly. For you, Emberian, unlikely. Unless you happen to be on the train when they next feel compelled to raid, I doubt Hureya will renege on your deal. For all their flaws, the hyraxi are an honorable people.”
FIX: This line of conversation is still available after saving the train with Jack and Johana's assistance during the quest. Is there a way in-game for the player to make Hureya an offer? I chose the 'Uplift Her?' option before the Warmistress battle, won the fight, and finally spoke to Elcine at Shieldrock about the topic. Even with Hureya trapped in the pillory, Elcine still speaks as if Hureya successfully took the passengers back to their base. It's up to you on this one!
***** Glowing Hyrax Raider *****
3A - Combat - The hyrax man rears forward, bearing his claws and fangs and leaps at you like a wild animal!
The crazed yeen leaps at you but you dodge out of the way, letting him faceplant into the sand. He clambers at you and tries to take a swipe but you back away, making him growl in anger and retreat.
FIX: baring
3B - Victory - The mutated hyrax falls to his knees, unable to continue fighting in the face of the beating you’re giving him. He huffs and growls before starting to paw at his body, ripping off the remainder of his clothes and bearing his full, nude form to you. The strange hyena man calms down after that, looking at you and panting in a strangely submissive way while his cock strains, drooling onto the ground.
FIX: baring
***** Hyrax Bike Raider *****
4A - Combat - Before you can even wonder what he’s doing, several tubes extend from his rig and blast out volleys of mortar fire!The volley goes wide, giving you plenty of room to dodge out of the way of the major payload.
FIX: Missing space between '!' and 'The'
***** Hyrax Drugmonger *****
5A - Combat - The drugmonger reaches for one of the large capsules hap-hazardly assorted in the bandolier across his body. A flick of his wrist flips open the dart guns body, slamming home an oversized charge and levelling it right at you. The heavy capsule of roiling liquid impacts the shield protecting you and ricochets off harmlessly.
FIX: haphazardly
***** Hyrax Warbitch *****
6A - Combat - Wind whips past the towering Warbitch. Spinning her spear around and around, she faces you down, carefully sizing you up. Corded muscles twitch, ready to strike at a moments notice. Scraps of cloth flutter and fret in the racing gust of wind thanks to the speed ot the train under both of you, but her imperious stature remains unphased. It’s all the more impressive considering that same buffeting force feels strong enough to blow you straight off your feet!
FIX: moment's
6B - Victory - 'FuckHerVagina' option is missing spaces.
FIX: Fuck Her Vagina
***** Liferoot *****
7A - Grind - No longer trying to hold back, you increase the range of movement, allowing your clit to get in on the action. Since the bulb’s folds are a little too smooth for the task, you shift your angle, aiming for the plant’s clit-like button. Perrrfect! you think as you start to drag your pleasure-buzzers back and forth over the springy protuberance. You’re not going to last long this way, but who cares? It feels too good to stop anymore.
FIX: A miscount here, I think. The character that I used for this scene only had a single clitoris.
***** Nuka Rancher *****
8A - Intro - “Silence raider!” she interjects, taking a fighting stance, but drawing no weapons. “Prepare to join my herd and get harvested like a juice-pouch, ya scoundrel!”
FIX: "Silence, raider!"
8B - Tea Her - You step away from the complaining nuka’s side for a moment to go through the small treasure trove she’s piled up close at hand. Much of it seems to be various gizmos and tools, presumably meant for repairing and upkeep her water-tower machine. There’s also canisters of harvested water that looks as pure as any fluid you’re likely to find in this blasted wasteland. But that’s not all she’s got. Not by half.
FIX 1: upkeep of her
FIX 2: 'There are also canisters of harvested water that look' OR 'There's also a canister of harvested water that looks'
8C - Tea Her - Their likely lewd side-effects notwithstanding, you get the impression that these little potables are mid-battle pick-me-ups. Sure seems like something you could make use of the Phaedran elixirs.
FIX: 'Sure seems like something for which you could make use of the Phaedran elixirs.'
8D - Tea Her - You pull a teal-packaged cum bubble from the squeaking cache cradled in your arms and lean over her. Gingerly, you set the contraceptive orb atop the brim of her seven inch pucker and gently push it inward with a fingle finger. Her mouth, in spite of its donut-thickness of her lips and the mass of the slithering tongue coming from them, proves to be exactly as yielding as it looks.
FIX: single <- Note: TBH, 'fingle' is apparently a real word used in the Caribbean for sexually stimulating someone with your fingers, so this could actually be 'fingling' and I may be in the wrong here.
8E - Tea Her - It’s impressive, but a touch worrying. “Is that... safe?” you ask the seemingly staved rancher. “Can your kind digest condoms, like a galotian?”
FIX: starved
8F - Tea Her - That’s all just as well, however, as you’ve got another pair of holes to fill. You scoop up further armload of cum bubbles from her pack and set to... well... packing. You stoop down and slide one of the fist-sized orbs up against the nuka’s sodden loins.
FIX: 'a further armload'
***** Radglow *****
9A - Victory - 'DildoPlay' option is missing a space.
FIX: Dildo Play
9B - Victory - 'FeedTail' option is missing a space.
FIX: Feed Tail
9C - Dildo Play - Eventually, even your aphrodisiac-boosted your orgasm winds down, and you let out a proud huff, pulling the plant’s length out of your terran pussy with a squishy wet sound. Then, you notice that the vine in your hand has bloated up grotesquely, since the brunt of its seed just couldn’t get past the choke point of your iron grip.
FIX: even your aphrodisiac-boosted orgasm
***** Selene & Neil *****
10A - Combat - Selene’s shields crackles, stealing energy from Neil’s protective shell (S: −200) for herself! (S: +23)
FIX: 'Selene's shield crackles' OR 'Selene's shields crackle'
10B - Intro - 'Comply' option tool-tip: "Yes Mistress"
FIX: "Yes, Mistress"
10C - Intro - 'Surrender' option tool-tip mistakenly displays 'Surrenders' when that option is unavailable to use.
FIX: Surrender
***** Shalin Shaman *****
11A - Fist Her - Shlck. Sthpt. Shlck. It requires a genuine amount of elbow grease to pump this turkey, in and out, basting your arm in her juices. You hate to think about the sweat you’d have to work up if you were doing this with a dick. And although the results are pretty pleasing — making her voice rise and fall, feeling her quiver around you, offering little paens to her gods — you wonder if you’re working harder and not smarter here.
FIX: paeans
11B - Fist Her - That’s when your fingers brush over a round protuberance on the ceiling of her cunt maybe six inches inside, and it’s this that makes her shriek piercingly and her kegel muscles tighten around your hand like it’s getting shrink wrapped. There’s silence for a few moments afterwards, aside from her heavy breathing.
FIX: shrink-wrapped
11C - Fist Her - “AaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaahhhhh!” The shalin’s multiple orgasms are genuinely deafening. Your ears are ring as her fluids dribble down to your shoulder pit, shaking and shoving soft down into your face, muscle rings rippling all the way up and down your arm for almost twenty seconds.
FIX: 'Your ears ring' OR 'Your ears are ringing'
11D - Intro - You dive out of the way, and a set of talons the size of a dinner plate thump into the sand where you were a split second later.
FIX: 'into the sand where you would be a split second later.' OR 'into the sand where you were a split second earlier.'
***** Syne + Son of Jissara Quest *****
12A - First Meeting - “Mmm. I was the property of a Confederate citizen, you see, but I crash landed on this planet a while ago. I’ve... been by myself ever since. It’s been hard. The locals have taken a liking to me, for reasons I’m sure you can guess at," she smiles, flicking one of her hardlight rings. “But there are certain things I can’t ask them to do. Exploring a crashed KihaCorp dropship being one of them.”
FIX: crash-landed
12B - Captain's Log - You tap a the replay button on the command throne’s arm, bringing back the holographic figure of the femboy kitty-captain. It looks like there are still several log entries still stored in the chair’s memory bank, sorted by date.
FIX: tap the
12C - Captain's Log -> 14.1.52 - Doctor Gyse: definitely pregnant. I’m going to lock the remaining supply of cologne down in her name, before Kiara wakes back up and ends up with another crewman knotted for six hours. At least if it’s not me. End log.”
FIX: 'a' in 'another' is not in bold
12D - Rad Healing - Fine. You cup your lips to the orifice and drink the syrupy pink goo. It’s just as sweet as it smells, more like fruitjuice than medicine, and it flows slowly over your tongue and down your throat. You can’t help noticing Syne’s equine sheath winking, balls clenching tightly as you suckle, but the whole process only lasts a few seconds before you’ve consumed all she’s giving you, and the queasy feeling that’s been in your gut since you stepped onto the Son begins to fade.
FIX: fruit juice
12E - Talk -> Phaedra - “I have... developed a certain affection for this world, ever since crash landing on it,” Syne says, sweeping an arm out across the wasteland. “The native races have made mistakes in the past, led to their doom by technology they had no hope of understanding. They cannot be held wholly accountable for actions that were made in darkness, without comprehending the consequences. So I have stayed, and I help as much as I can. Someone has to.”
FIX: crash-landing
***** Train Quest *****
13A - Supple leather around your body, cool air on your face, a refreshing drink in your hand... this is actually turning out to be a nice trip already. A well deserved break from the rigors of adventure...
FIX: well-deserved
13B - You’re roused from your rest by a gentle hand on your shoulder, and the sensation of someone planting into the seat beside you. You groggily open an eye, only to see a familiar lynxboy sitting down.
That, at least, snaps you awaken. “Jack? What’re you doing here?”
Your cousin looks beleaguered and dirty, like he’s been out in the dust and sun non stop since before you arrived.
FIX 1: awake.
FIX 2: 'nonstop' OR 'non-stop'
13C - The hand not resting on her gunbelt slowly draws a cigarillo from pack strapped to one of her bracers, clenching it between those full red lips of hers.
FIX: from a pack
13D - Cooperate - The trenchcoated raider cackles, grabbing the nearest gaggle of boys and shoving them at you. “It’s a free for all then! Guess we’re going to have some fun after all, lads!”
FIX: free-for-all
13E - Grenadier War Rig - The second-to-last truck in the center convoy is a cargo hauler, an empty sheet metal container with a logo on the doors advertising the Paleridge Farms food company. The hyraxi raiders you defeated are sprawled out on the floor, submissively licking their wounds. The boys have left some crates of supplies lying open, ripe for the picking
FIX: Missing a period at the end. 'picking.'
13F - War Rig right after Grenadier - You’ve clambered up into the cabin of the artillery trailer-truck, mantling in beside a scared-shitless hyrax boy who’s decided the best thing to do is just keep his paw on the peddle and keep driving, doing his best to ignore you. Ahead of you’s a huge war-rig of a truck, from which comes the thundering, thumping bass that’s been assailing your ears since the attack began. There’s a tower of speakers all piled up on top of each other,
FIX: you is
13G - Galley Car - You slowly slide the door the door to the southern car open, investigating the source of the crashing and banging. Through the crack, you can glimpse another gang of hyrax raiders pillaging what appears to be a dining car.
FIX: Delete the extra.
13H - Galley Car - And you recognize the largest of them sitting on the countertop, guzzling wine right from the bottle - the hyrax packleader that got away back from your first skirmish on the train. This is where he and his boys and gotten to!
FIX: boys have gotten to!
13I - Passenger Stowage - Johana breathes a sigh of relief as you stride into the stowage car, sliding her pistol into its holster. “Howinn! There are you. You okay?”
FIX: There you are.
13J - Quest Conclusion -> Train Engine - Elystiel lifts her head from where is’ been resting against your shoulder, rubbing the sleep from her misty grey eyes. “Hmm? The train has stopped. Have we finally arrived?”
FIX: it's
***** Vermillion *****
14A - Talk -> Equipment - She swipes a dozen times then shows you a slightly pixelated picture of her sister and her standing in their respective gears. Her apparatus of the time looks like a rough conglomerate of thin, bronze plates and archaic cylinders; it’s a miracle she could walk with that many [ Extra line break here ]
capacitors strapped to her back. “I really rocked the tin can look, didn’t I?”
FIX: Remove the line break.
14B - Talk -> Equipment - She unleashed a proverbial inferno of electromagnetic fire on me, but I managed to swipe her off her feet with my tail and knock her out using the power our Goddess lended to me. I recovered her dangerous relic and retrofitted it to the bracers on my fulgur fists,”
FIX: lent
14C - Talk -> Equipment - Vermillion nods. “I used to, as well. We were field plowe-workers, before so we took weapons that we knew we could use proficiently. My trainers and I discovered that I was a mean boxer so I changed career,”
FIX: field plowe-workers before, so
14D - Leave - “Farewell Donut. May the Evermind’s light guide your path and protect you from harm,” the scarlet nuka says, making her faith’s symbol over her head.
FIX: "Farewell, (Steele's first name).
***** Warmistress *****
15A - Intro - 'Uplift Her?' option tool-tip: If she's doing all this to save her clan from... genetic degradation and radiation poisoning?
FIX: She's doing
15B - Combat - You’re fighting the Warmistress! She’s a big hunk of hyraxx meat, wearing a suit of pre-Glass combat armor that makes her far more imposing than even her bigger subordinates.
FIX: hyrax
15C - Combat - Johana connects with her concussion pistol! A loud ‘thunk’ ring out as the Warmistress’ armored coating finally fails!
FIX: rings
15D - Combat - With a heave, Johana tears she way out of the grapple and adopts a fighting stance.
FIX: tears her
15E - Combat - Possible grapple bug with Johana? Johana seemingly takes no damage from this attack, even if she cannot escape the Warmistress's grasp each turn. Not that I mind having an invincible ally, but hey...
FIX: Up to you!
15F - Equipment - Hureya's Claw (Melee Weapon): Resembling a huge paw with sickle-sized claws, this fist weapons crackles with enough electrified current to barbecue a varmint.
FIX: fist weapon crackles
***** Phaedra 'Rooms' *****
16A - Nuclear baked-glass crunches beneath you as move through the wasteland. Huge boulders pile up to the west, their northern faces liquified and refused into a pudding-like appearance. Just north, the glass splits apart around a crater. More sprawling, glassy ripples undulate away to the east and south, leading on to more signs of Phaedra's molten past.
FIX 1: Nuclear-baked glass crunches beneath you as you move
FIX 2: liquefied
16B - No apparent cause presents itself. Something chemical could have been poured into spiderwebbing network of soil, you suppose. In a toxic wasteland like this, it would be nearly impossible which life-obliterating condition is responsible.
FIX: poured into the spiderwebbing
16C - Your Codex's geiger-counter chirps a little faster here, warning you of more radiation to the south and west - not that those impassible nuke-blasted mountains are likely to be worth exploring. To the north, the ground's glassy surface shifts hues through whole rainbows of purple and green shades in a truly beautiful display of desolation.
FIX: Geiger counter
16D - One tree stands before you, alone in this blasted-out wasteland. You aren't sure how the twisted, knobby plant survived Phaedra's nuclear fire when so much else did, or how it's managing to keep its bouquet of weakened leaves aloft, but it is. This thing saw nuclear fire and lived to tell about it.
FIX: 'so much else did not' for consistency.
16E - It appears that the underlying sediment eroded away, leaving the glass "plate" to collapse in under its own weight - and create a pit of spiky death. More than one set of animal bones decorates the bottom like grizzly trophies.
FIX: grisly
16F - The glass to the south opens into a jagged crevice. Unsupported from below, the surface layer appears to have collapsed deep into the bottom of the pit - presenting a fatally-spiky landing for anyone or anything unlucky enough to tumble in.
The glass runs alongside a small crevasse to the north - just wide and jagged enough to block any attempts at traditional locomotion.
FIX: 'crevasse' for the consistency error. Both descriptions refer to the same hazard. These are separate room descriptions, by the way.
16G - Son of Jissara - The ground underfoot here is nothing but blackened glass, super-heated by the ship’s reentry. Every step sends crick-cracks echoing through the ravine.
The dune Syne’s hiding behind is back west; the ship’s airlock is west.
FIX: east.
16H - Son of Jissara - Everything out here smells burnt, and there’s a melted quality to the walls and consoles - you suppose the outer door must have come off during reentry.As you step into the crashed ship’s airlock, a robotic voice intones from a melted console beside the outer door:
FIX: reentry. As
16I - Son of Jissara - The console for the ship’s automated damage control system has been smashed, leaving it inoperable.
The science deck is back west, and the engineering section it just east of here.
FIX: is just
16J - Son of Jissara - There’s a unlocked door on the north bulkhead with a large label printed over it reading “COMPUTER CORE | SECURE LOCKERS” while to the west, there’s a ladder leading east into the heart of the engines.
FIX: an unlocked
***** Divrani - Codex *****
17A - Confederate sources indicate that Uplifting existing members the race will be very difficult, as will integrating them into society, unless they are separated from the radglow plant.
FIX: members of the race
***** Hyrax - Codex *****
17B - Your Codex beeps, “Hyrax detected. Warning, males may exhibit overly-aggressive behavior when their ‘rides’ are disrespected.” Hyrax Codex entry unlocked.
FIX: This encounter does not actually unlock the Codex entry for viewing during the first meeting with a Hyrax Bike Raider. Self-explanatory fix for this one.
***** Nuka - Codex *****
17C - This Codex entry remains highlighted and marked as unread after you finish reading through all of its content.
FIX: Self-explanatory
***** Shalinae - Codex *****
17D - Xenogen researchers have petitioned numerous times for access to a steady supply genetic material to research but have been stymied by the convoluted legal status of the planet currently being untangled by Confederate authorities.
FIX: steady supply of genetic material
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