Hello, For thous of you not familiar with me I, over the last one and a half years, have been attempting to write a small bonus dungeon and accompanying power armor for Fenoxo's quite excellent game. And while I am slow, and prone to extremely bad spelling like to think that I am quite stubborn. Any help, advice, criticism or editing is most appreciated. So without further aieu here is my project's road map and google documents.
Special thanks to Tisaku Anyue, chydr5 and others for their help at editing my various documents.
Part 1: The Clam Chowder.
The Clam chowder is a U.G.C research and development frigate that had gone into quarantine nearly a century before the game begins. The U.G.C erased nearly all details of it's location until a corrupt member of an intelligence agency leaked the ship's flight path to the executive bord of Stelle Industrial. Salivating at the thought of getting their various, hands, paws, tentacles on the various black listed technologies on bord, they have hired you to explore and secure the craft in exchange for monetary compensation in the short term and political support within the company in the long.
Google docs: The dugeon's rooms, events, battles and bad ends here.
Ship map here.
Road map:
1. Finish writing events, codex entries and character description stuff. I am here.
2. Finish writing battles and win/loss sex scenes.
3. Finish writing 2 bad ends.
4. Proof read and edit.
5.See if I can hire one or more of the more prolific writers here to give it a review.
6. submit.
Part 2. The power armor!
Once the player has triumphed over the clam chowder they well be left of the ruined lump of experimental power armor. The player will then have the choice of either restoring it to an unstoppable brute of metal, or redesign it into a light weight armor that improves their agility. Or you can just ditch it for credits. Oh did i forget to mention that the you control the suit though a techno organic parasite that is linked to your nervous system and is found of eating sexual fluids?
Google Docs: Introduction here
Restored version here
Remolded light weight version here
Onbord weapon systems here
Road map.
1. Finish writing do it yourself and mechanic construction of the light weight version of the suit.
2. Write calibration and initial equipment scenes for the light weight variant.
3. proof read everything and edit.
4. Ask or hire some reviews.
5. Submit
Part 3. The furture.
Provided that I am not sick to death of this project by this point there are a few more things I want to add.
1. Various onbord A.i that add buffs to the suit and merge consciousness with the pc. Think Cortana who shares every thing you feel wink wink.
2. A suit construction path that features Savin's character Anno. If you read all her dialog she states she has reverse engineered power armor before in her old job.
3. The ability to paint your armor various colors.
4. This one is a bit tentative but after finishing the armor I will try to approach Nonesuch, one of the creators behind Hand So, to see if he would be willing to do a bit of a cross over project. Quite a few people have told me they would be interested to see in what various way's Nonsuch's A.I would torment the PC once she/he was trapped inside a tin can full of goo.
Road map: None at the moment.
Once more I rise from the depths of melancholy and procrastination to terrorize the forms!
Special thanks to Tisaku Anyue, chydr5 and others for their help at editing my various documents.
Part 1: The Clam Chowder.
The Clam chowder is a U.G.C research and development frigate that had gone into quarantine nearly a century before the game begins. The U.G.C erased nearly all details of it's location until a corrupt member of an intelligence agency leaked the ship's flight path to the executive bord of Stelle Industrial. Salivating at the thought of getting their various, hands, paws, tentacles on the various black listed technologies on bord, they have hired you to explore and secure the craft in exchange for monetary compensation in the short term and political support within the company in the long.
Google docs: The dugeon's rooms, events, battles and bad ends here.
Ship map here.
Road map:
1. Finish writing events, codex entries and character description stuff. I am here.
2. Finish writing battles and win/loss sex scenes.
3. Finish writing 2 bad ends.
4. Proof read and edit.
5.See if I can hire one or more of the more prolific writers here to give it a review.
6. submit.
Part 2. The power armor!
Once the player has triumphed over the clam chowder they well be left of the ruined lump of experimental power armor. The player will then have the choice of either restoring it to an unstoppable brute of metal, or redesign it into a light weight armor that improves their agility. Or you can just ditch it for credits. Oh did i forget to mention that the you control the suit though a techno organic parasite that is linked to your nervous system and is found of eating sexual fluids?
Google Docs: Introduction here
Restored version here
Remolded light weight version here
Onbord weapon systems here
Road map.
1. Finish writing do it yourself and mechanic construction of the light weight version of the suit.
2. Write calibration and initial equipment scenes for the light weight variant.
3. proof read everything and edit.
4. Ask or hire some reviews.
5. Submit
Part 3. The furture.
Provided that I am not sick to death of this project by this point there are a few more things I want to add.
1. Various onbord A.i that add buffs to the suit and merge consciousness with the pc. Think Cortana who shares every thing you feel wink wink.
2. A suit construction path that features Savin's character Anno. If you read all her dialog she states she has reverse engineered power armor before in her old job.
3. The ability to paint your armor various colors.
4. This one is a bit tentative but after finishing the armor I will try to approach Nonesuch, one of the creators behind Hand So, to see if he would be willing to do a bit of a cross over project. Quite a few people have told me they would be interested to see in what various way's Nonsuch's A.I would torment the PC once she/he was trapped inside a tin can full of goo.
Road map: None at the moment.
Once more I rise from the depths of melancholy and procrastination to terrorize the forms!
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