Frozen In Ice
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I am missing orders from Luckymoose, Sloaf, honzas_cz, and Abaddon. If you get your orders in soon then they will still be included in the update.
I am missing orders from Luckymoose, Sloaf, honzas_cz, and Abaddon. If you get your orders in soon then they will still be included in the update.
@Frozen In Ice: Could you tell me how much my new game will cost and include that in the stats?
ORDERS
1 point on opening Asian (Chinese) market.
Free time for workers working on system to get refreshed.
A Test Run
Alfred Deakin was resting after a hard day's work. As his own director and cameraman, he had to learn hard and work hard. But his thoughts were currently on the project. So, he decided to try his game.
One of his children went into the room. Like many kings, Alfred named his son after himself. He reasoned that it was an acceptable practice, but it was really just his ego.
"Father, how does this game work?"
"Glad you asked. I'll explain it."
Alfred loaded up his personal Box, and got things going. "The graphics quality will be notable, I hope." he said. The game screen had "Press Start" in white letters, but they weren't that clear. "Better fix that up" said Alfred to himself. Better quality was the scene of some generic fighting moves repeated over and over. "The hours we spent to get that loop..." he thought.
"Father?"
"Oh yes- I'll continue."
The game begins with a standoff. Two men, with guns (the "martial arts" had not been convincing. Alfred, after an hour of thinking, had settled on the final draft.
"This ends here" exclaimed the hero, drawing his guns.
There were two variables avaliable- Fight v.s Insult, and Guns v.s Martial Arts. On the left and right of the screen, the H.P bars were barely past the point of sticking out like sore thumbs- in quality and chronlogically. Alfred knew what combos would work, so he decided to let his son try.
"Which way."
"Guns. Always guns."
"And the insult?"
"Alright"
Alfred pressed the relevant buttons, and the scene continued. The unnamed hero fired at his opponent, crying "You've got the guts of Karl Marx!"
His son winced. "We'll change that."
This round was lost, as the hero's H.P was reduced slightly below the villians. Alfred's son played games, so Alfred asked him a question. "What do you think?"
"This game was supposed to have cool stunts, wasn't it?"
"I'll show you something."
The last edition would not have skips, but Alfred had it for convience's sake. He moved through the screens, as the hero and villian fought their way through the skyscraper behind them (this was the primary set- there and outside. Alfred hoped people wouldn't notice too quickly). The average was slightly above B movie quality so far.
Finally, they came to an above-average quality scene. The hero had ditched the gun (Alfred believed martial arts were cooler, which had affected his choices), and the hero and villian reached the skycraper. Alfred went through another scene, as the hero jump-kicked over his opponent- he was now at the edge of the skyscraper. At least that scene was good quality.
"That's the best you can do."
"No- this next one is the best we can do."
The hero and villian stood off. The hero was nearly over the edge. There were three variables this time, which Alfred had reserved for the major stunts. The first was Jump, Throw Him Off, Try To Gain Ground. The second was Pistols, Sniper Rifle, Martial Arts. The third was Silence v.s Insult. Alfred chose Throw Him Off, Pistols, and Silence.
The villian charged his target with a scream, as the hero dodged to the side, throwing his foe over the edge.
The villian landed on four feet, uninjured. He got up, and looked up. "WHAT!"
The camera angle was above, as the hero fired down pistols. The camera cut to below, as guns fired at the villian.
The villian's H.P went down significantly, as the hero landed, two feet on the ground, on a car. It's roof almost caved.