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Other Games / I made a game: Wanderlust (FINALLY FIXED)
« on: August 17, 2017, 09:39:45 PM »
So i found a website called Inklewriter ( which lets you make your own interactive stories for free. I learned how to use it and lo and behold here's a game:

It's a sort of RPG, and i've spent a lot of time on it. I only have the first chapter done and it's still in it's beta stage, but i spent alot of time on it and i'm proud of it! I hope you like it!

Also, after you complete it, make sure to check out the blog (Located in the extras menu), it has some strawpolls i need answered.

BTW I desperately need bug-testers. If you find any bugs, REPORT THEM TO ME VIA PM IMMEDIATELY! You'll get a spot in the special thanks!

Other Games / Haven & Hearth
« on: June 09, 2017, 04:43:35 PM »
I'm bad at making reviews so

Read up on it there.

To give a quick rundown, it's a open-world sandbox PvP survival MMORPG. It's got things like perma-death, tons of crafting/building, complicated, but unique and extremely fun combat, and it's set in a fictional world "loosely inspired by Slavic and Germanic myth and legend."

Here's a paragraph from it's info page:

Players start the game surrounded by a vast and somewhat unforgiving wilderness, with only the most basic tools of survival at their disposal. The use of fire is a thematic focal point of the game's mythos, and an early and important task will be the simple lighting of one. As the first hearth fires disperse the darkness of the surrounding wilderness, more pressing questions will present themselves to the players: Who are they? Where are they? And, most importantly, where are they going? From this point on, players will have to blaze trails of their own into the unknown, the wilderness and the future, and explore and affect the world of Haven & Hearth using only their own best judgment and a chipped stone axe. Trust us, the stone axe is the shit.

Oh yeah, and it's been made entirely by two college dropouts. Them dudes are cool.

Also, it's totally free, besides a few different things you can optionally buy for slight buffs. It's easily my favorite game of all time and it's a total blast to play, 9.8/10 IGN.

You see that tree? You can chop it down. Now there will forever be a stump there to mark you've chopped down that tree, unless someone feels like chopping away that stump and planting a new tree. Feel like chopping every tree, digging all the dirt and smashing apart every stone in the world? You could do that, just don't get mauled by a boar. Bears? Pfft, those things won't bother you, it's boars you need to look out for. They'll straight up impale you for looking at them funny.

Clawstrophobic (Name very subject to change.)

A story i hope i will actually finish based in the world of Cataclysm with various things of my own added.

Heavily inspired by Alone, a brilliant fan-fic made by a brilliant author. All the credit goes to you, JumJum. Please don't send a cougar to rip my eye out (If you know what i mean. *trollface*) if i rip off your "Bonus Chapters" because i may use them, they're genius.

Also inspired by CDDA, (Duh.) Unturned (Really fun, really simple DayZ-like zombie game made by a teenager. Highly recommend. F2P on Steam.) and other small games and stories i've played/heard/read.

Chapter 1

*Knock knock knock*

"Ugh..what time is it?" I muttered to myself, after being awoke by familiar knocking at my door. I thought i told Philip, the freakin' thing would be done next week. I got up from bed and checked the clock. Quarter to 7:30. That sounds like a perfect time to be banging on my door, i thought to myself. I put on some jeans, tennis shoes, and a t-shirt before heading downstairs. Outside was dark, foggy, and overall sad. Almost looked like a scene out of The Walking Dead or something. The knocking repeated, as i walked through the kitchen. When i reached the front door, that's when everything went downhill.

"HOLY MOTHER OF.." i screamed, as i watched horrors unfold before my eyes. The walls began seeping with blood and guts and disembodied heads fazed into existence floating around me screaming. The door swung open as my family, all looking to be inside out with muscles and bones on the outside, formed a chorus of singing as they floated toward me. Their facial features replaced with black holes of void. They emitted a constant, low, *OOOOOOOHHHHH* noise of different pitches each.

"AAGGH!" i screamed, jumping out of bed. (By "bed" i mean a bench with raincoats draped over it.)I clutched my chest as my breathing was getting harder.
I looked around the shelter. It was dark, with just enough light coming from a PC monitor and the closed blinds to see. I was alone, as always. I sat in bed, contemplating life.

My name is Samual Dormis. I am 24 years old. I was a carpenter before all over the radios blared constant warning of full scale nuclear and biological warfare advancing into the US. I ran to the nearest shelter. I've never left since.

But food was dwindling. I couldn't stay here any longer.

I decided to stay until afternoon. I walked over to the monitor. 9:23 AM. Might as well start reading the plethora of books and playing set of chess pieces here. I know you can't play chess by yourself, shut up.

A couple hours later, i heard a rhythmic knocking on one of the doors. It scared me so bad i dropped my book. I walked over to the door, clutching the doorknob. I haven't seen another person in around a month, and i'm normally a very chatty person sop you can assume why i felt so Alone.
Before i even turned the doorknob, the door was ripped of it's hinges falling into my direction. i jumped backwards out of it's way to see a horrific figure standing in the doorframe.

His skin was pale green. Blood was pouring out of bullet holes, knife cuts and stabs and open sores. His lower jaw was ripped off, half his nose was missing and one eyeball was dangling out of it's socket. His clothing was in tatters. Two fingers on his left hand were gone, and most of his hair was replaced with a gaping hole and exposed brain. His fingernails turned to razor-sharp claws.

I would've screamed, but i couldn't. My body was frozen for a second, before it outstretched it's arms in my direction.  I jumped across a booth and grabbed a hammer sitting on it. I backed against a wall as it shuffled up and got stuck on the counter. In some sick, twisted way, it almost looked cute, scraping it's feet on the floor, trying to get at me. For what reason, i don't want to know. I walked up and smashed the hammer into it's vulnerable brains. Green blood and glob sprayed across the counter and it's body fell limp onto the floor. I felt my lunch of beans start to come up and i had a hard time suppressing it.

What the living heck did i just witness? A demon? Military super-weapon turned evil? I stood there looking at it's demolished head for a few minutes, before hearing a gunshot in the distance. I walked through the door.

The sunlight on my skin felt wonderful, and for a moment, i was enveloped in the world's beauty and actually forgot what just happened. Sure, the world was nothing like it used to be, but seeing it for the first time in forever felt great.
Then i came back too, and gave it a better look. Everything looked pale, and no birds were heard besides crows feeding off various small, rotten corpses. Most likely rabbits and squirrels. The trees had lost some of their leaves and strange, small red and blue flowers and stones littered the landsca-


A shot of pain enveloped the right side of my head. Everything went blurry as my ears began ringing. I fell sideways onto my back, and looked up to see the end of a rifle in my face.
"Get up before i shoot." Said a man wearing a gasmask and full military gear. He sounded like a mix of Darth Vader and a Combine soldier. I obeyed, although getting up wasn't an easy task with a minor concussion. He aimed the gun at my head the whole time. "Turn around, hands where i can see them." He cuffed me, and glanced inside the shelter, seeing the gory mess i made of that gu-...thing. "What did you do to that man?" Man? I'd hardly call that thing a man. "What? That ain't a human. And who are you? Army? Cop? I wanna see a ba-" All of a sudden he smacked me again with his rifle, although much lighter this time. He kicked my legs making me fall to my knees, and i felt the end of his gun press against the back of my head. "Murder of civilians will not be tolerated. You will be terminated."

 I panicked. I moved my head off right as he pulled the trigger, and sprung to my feet. I head-butted him, but with armor it didn't much besides disorient me and cause him to drop the gun, so i drop kicked him. He fell to the floor, with a loud thump caused by his heavy armor. Without my arms free for balance, i fell down too. I passed the handcuffs under my legs so they were now in front of me. I quickly snatched his pistol and pointed it at him. He got up and took a swing at me, which i countered by smashing him against the wall, causing his helmet and mask to fall off.

The metal head immediately made me think of Terminator. "A freaking robot?" i thought to myself. It looked at me and reached for it's pistol (A Glock, i now realize after grabbing it.) too stupid to realize i had grabbed it. I aimed and fired a shot into it's head. I hit, and's face made a quick *poot* noise as something small inside h-it's head exploded and destroyed the gyroscope or something, and it fell over flailing him limbs all over. It was quite humorous, actually. "SELF-DESCRUCT ACTIVATED." said the robot, as lights on him and his guns (One of which i was holding.) starting blinking and making beeping noises. All of a sudden, they all dissolved into nothingness. All he left were the keys, among other small increments. How convenient. I un-cuffed myself. that a word? Nevermind.

I turned around to face the small sub-urban town i could see in the distance. So far, i killed a mutant and caused a robot to turn into dust. What, will i find an alien that can shoot lazers out of it's mouth next? I was confused, scared, but also excited. I guess i should be thankful i'm not dead yet. It seems going through bootcamp finally paid off. "What are you gonna throw at me next, world?"

Suddenly, a loud, booming voice came from behind me.

"A whole lot more."

I've been all over the Internet, i cannot for the life of me find the original Cataclysm by Whales or Cataclysm 2! PLEASE! I want to see what this was all like! And please hurry, my power went out a minute ago, and it might happen again. 'n'

The Bunker - Gameplay, Tactics, and General Discussion / Oh, NPC!
« on: November 29, 2016, 03:16:01 PM »
Post your silly/stupid stories about NPCs here! (Sorry if this is already a thing.)

Me: Dude, cmon, we killed them all. Let's go find a hardware store or something.
NPC Buddy: Wait, who's that?
*Bandit NPC walks up to me*
Bandit NPC: Drop your fire axe! Or else!
Me: Uh, okay. *Drops it*
Bandit NPC: *steps closer* Okay...don't move...
Me: Wait a minute, *looks at bandit NPC, realizes he's unarmed* Huh...
NPC Buddy: *Just stands there while i get "robbed"*

Me: *Picks up fire axe, beats the living crap out of the bandit NPC.* Dude, cmon, "we" killed him, let's go find a hardware store or something.

Went on this morning to see my entire gfx file was missing. Went and found it, (Was in my "Previous Versions" for some reason.) but it still won't load. My Graphics tab in the in-game settings only has animations, rain animation, SCT animation, animation delay, terminal width and terminal height. What da heck?

EDIT: Oh, and this is with latest experimental which i had updated before opening the game and seeing i no longer have tilesets.

I realized there were hordes of hundreds to THOUSANDS of monsters in my worlds and make the game unplayable. But when i put down the monster density spawner in the world options nothing happens. What am i doing wrong?

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