Copaczin
Philosophical, Creative
(Please Read This Thread first so you understand what I'm talking about)
Schlols.
Schlols never change.
Neither does war.
(I think they're kind of related.)
Anyway...
Once upon a time, over 150 years ago, there existed the Great Egyptian Empire* (Adjectives may have been altered). Their power and splendor were unmatched, and their rulers; Copaczin, Cheeseburgers, and a spiritual entity known as the Cat of a Thousand Nyans, were revered as Gods. In the early years of the twentieth century, however, life in Egypt began to change. A process known as global warming caused lush farmland to turn to desert seemingly at random, and the resources of the Egyptian stockpiles began to dwindle. Riots stormed the cities, and with the soldiers away fighting Celts, the Egyptian Government had no choice* (Common sense may have been altered) but to launch nuclear missiles on everybody.
Also, that game kind of became terrible, drawn out, and boring.
But it, was not, as some had predicted, the end of Humanity, or Schlols for that matter. Some Egyptians, Celts, Mali, and even a few Incans survived the spears of Nuclear devastation the decimated the landscape. And as long as there are Humans left on the planet, there will be war.
And where there is war, there will be Schlols.
Because they never change.
They totally don't.
Presenting:
That right folks. Now with more Schlols, more fail, and more MS Paint Promos (I seriously need to learn how to use Photoshop), The adventure will continue as soon as I decide to write the first update. The game is already in progress, so expect something soon!
And by soon, I mean right now.
*Ahem*
Welcome to Fury Road, the mod that transports you to wondrous Post-Apocalyptia. Namely, the one created by a certain Mali king launching nukes at EVERYONE. This is also my first ever Prince game
. Seeing as I have a few Deity games under my belt, I decided to give 1 notch above my actual level a try.
Luckily for the Egyptians, (unluckily for everyone else) a select group of government officials prepared for the inevitable nuclear holocaust. They took shelter in a massive, 400 square foot underground vault, located a full fifteen feel below the surface. This mighty sanctuary protected them from the horrors of fire and fallout, and, after 150 years (in the year 2070), they were ready to make their way up to the surface.
The Egyptian Enclave was born.
The old/new government was quick to establish a shelter for itself, and a group of (un)lucky survivors were armed with whatever was lying around at the time and told to travel to the old military bases, looking for old-world technology.
The expeditionary party continued north for several miles, finding a construction sire, and agricultural facility, and a small arms factory. This crucial information was sent back to the fledgling town to begin work on restoring old world technology.
The stage was set to rebuild society anew! No more fear, no more wars, no more....
...Oh....
...Oh Dear...
...
Schlols.
Schlols never change.
Neither does war.
(I think they're kind of related.)
Anyway...
Once upon a time, over 150 years ago, there existed the Great Egyptian Empire* (Adjectives may have been altered). Their power and splendor were unmatched, and their rulers; Copaczin, Cheeseburgers, and a spiritual entity known as the Cat of a Thousand Nyans, were revered as Gods. In the early years of the twentieth century, however, life in Egypt began to change. A process known as global warming caused lush farmland to turn to desert seemingly at random, and the resources of the Egyptian stockpiles began to dwindle. Riots stormed the cities, and with the soldiers away fighting Celts, the Egyptian Government had no choice* (Common sense may have been altered) but to launch nuclear missiles on everybody.
Also, that game kind of became terrible, drawn out, and boring.
But it, was not, as some had predicted, the end of Humanity, or Schlols for that matter. Some Egyptians, Celts, Mali, and even a few Incans survived the spears of Nuclear devastation the decimated the landscape. And as long as there are Humans left on the planet, there will be war.
And where there is war, there will be Schlols.
Because they never change.
They totally don't.
Presenting:
Spoiler :
That right folks. Now with more Schlols, more fail, and more MS Paint Promos (I seriously need to learn how to use Photoshop), The adventure will continue as soon as I decide to write the first update. The game is already in progress, so expect something soon!
And by soon, I mean right now.
*Ahem*
Welcome to Fury Road, the mod that transports you to wondrous Post-Apocalyptia. Namely, the one created by a certain Mali king launching nukes at EVERYONE. This is also my first ever Prince game
. Seeing as I have a few Deity games under my belt, I decided to give 1 notch above my actual level a try.Luckily for the Egyptians, (unluckily for everyone else) a select group of government officials prepared for the inevitable nuclear holocaust. They took shelter in a massive, 400 square foot underground vault, located a full fifteen feel below the surface. This mighty sanctuary protected them from the horrors of fire and fallout, and, after 150 years (in the year 2070), they were ready to make their way up to the surface.
The Egyptian Enclave was born.
The old/new government was quick to establish a shelter for itself, and a group of (un)lucky survivors were armed with whatever was lying around at the time and told to travel to the old military bases, looking for old-world technology.
Spoiler :
The expeditionary party continued north for several miles, finding a construction sire, and agricultural facility, and a small arms factory. This crucial information was sent back to the fledgling town to begin work on restoring old world technology.
Spoiler :
The stage was set to rebuild society anew! No more fear, no more wars, no more....
Spoiler :
...Oh....
...Oh Dear...
...
I read that....didn't I??? yeah I read that 
