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- Thread starter Daftpanzer
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~Darkening~
Weep, Mother.
Where? Next to the pathological cows? The crazy people that look like they want to kill everything? You're a bunch of nuts, you kids.
*Grabs a can of Squirrel-b-gone*
Jeez, when was the update?
*Grabs a can of Squirrel-b-gone*
Jeez, when was the update?
Nylan
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Hi, i was going to make a 'proper' update tonight, but i got sidetracked... i did update the map tho, which i shall attach.
@Nylan, im afraid i already added you old faction to the map. I don't get online during the day, which is when i made most of the map. Also, IMO, living hair might be a bit too surreal even for this game
So...should I just stick with the old one then?
knigh+
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IMO, living hair might be a bit too surreal even for this game
Audience cheers:
Li-ving-hairLi-ving-hairLi-ving-hair
Nylan
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1 vote living hair
1 vote rockers
anyone else?
1 vote rockers
anyone else?
Daftpanzer
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@Lord_Iggy, awesome pic 
!!!
NEWS: Zombies entertain the bored masses on planet 'Whatever...'
!!!NEWS: Zombies entertain the bored masses on planet 'Whatever...'
Nylan
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@Daftpanzer 
Rockers it is...although I guess I have to redo my template?
I understand pre-crime got their hands on it
Rockers it is...although I guess I have to redo my template?
I understand pre-crime got their hands on it
Nylan
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Wish I'd saved the original template...but this is as close as I'm gonna get unless Daftpanzer saved it...
Species/Faction name:Metal Heads
Home Planet name:Whatever...
Desired start location:don't care
Desired colour:fuchisa
Planet type: Totally Industrial Metal Rocker Awesomeness
Any desired graphics: Anything generic to metal, the hair, the ridiculous fashions, the rawk, and the leather...LOTS of leather
Background:It was something like a bunch of metal heads were moshin and went to NASA and jacked a ship and crashed on some planet somewhere and have been moshin' ever since and built this big huge stadium thing to house their bands and any others that might come by...but it sounded cooler the first time
In other world news:
ZOMBIES BRING DOWN THE HOUSE!!
The rawesome performance by the big Zombie dude peeps is like totally the best thing since the legendary big black horribly scary thing concert of 2018!! Righteous!! Serious props man. In Guitar Hero stats, I'd give you a 4 outta five...but that's cuz there was no guitar solo.
WE WANT OUR FREAKIN GUITAR SOLOS MAN!!!!!!!
Next up on the playlist: Some band nobody cares about called My Chemical Romance. Boring....
Species/Faction name:Metal Heads
Home Planet name:Whatever...
Desired start location:don't care
Desired colour:fuchisa
Planet type: Totally Industrial Metal Rocker Awesomeness
Any desired graphics: Anything generic to metal, the hair, the ridiculous fashions, the rawk, and the leather...LOTS of leather
Background:It was something like a bunch of metal heads were moshin and went to NASA and jacked a ship and crashed on some planet somewhere and have been moshin' ever since and built this big huge stadium thing to house their bands and any others that might come by...but it sounded cooler the first time
In other world news:
ZOMBIES BRING DOWN THE HOUSE!!
The rawesome performance by the big Zombie dude peeps is like totally the best thing since the legendary big black horribly scary thing concert of 2018!! Righteous!! Serious props man. In Guitar Hero stats, I'd give you a 4 outta five...but that's cuz there was no guitar solo.
WE WANT OUR FREAKIN GUITAR SOLOS MAN!!!!!!!
Next up on the playlist: Some band nobody cares about called My Chemical Romance. Boring....
Nylan
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The band known only as the Space Monkey Pirates intend to build a tour bus and fly it to unnamed red world and claim it as a recording studio
and intend to call it named red world
and intend to call it named red world
Luckymoose
The World is Mine
To: Wherever he may be in the universe Captain Sillygoose
From: Captain James "Lucky" Two-Hooves, of the Hooved Avenger
When we find you, your blood will flow like the ancient rivers of Babylon.
*story coming soon*
Note: My entire purpose in this NES is to find this guy and kill him. He is not apart of any of your worlds. But all of your races will cross paths with my characters. Just to liven things up.
From: Captain James "Lucky" Two-Hooves, of the Hooved Avenger
When we find you, your blood will flow like the ancient rivers of Babylon.
*story coming soon*
Note: My entire purpose in this NES is to find this guy and kill him. He is not apart of any of your worlds. But all of your races will cross paths with my characters. Just to liven things up.
Nylan
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To the Zombie dudes:
From:...uh...us. DUH!
Sorry, we metal heads smoked our brains away years ago
...but you can have our dog Fido. He's pretty much useless anyways...just leaves us little "presents" every once in a while.
-Metal Heads
PS Be Excellent to each other
PPS PARTY ON DUDES!!!!
From:...uh...us. DUH!
Sorry, we metal heads smoked our brains away years ago
...but you can have our dog Fido. He's pretty much useless anyways...just leaves us little "presents" every once in a while.
-Metal Heads
PS Be Excellent to each other
PPS PARTY ON DUDES!!!!
Daftpanzer
canonically ambiguous
Rushed, srry.
Update 2:
Begin log:--------------------------------------------
2/00: We have a party to celebrate surviving our first cycle/month/time unit/thingy
2/01: The Nuns, Loaches, Obesians, Metal Heads and Cataclopse races phase into this plane existence.
2/02: The Commanding Zombie of the Zombie Apocalypse Empire is targeted by a mind-control device, originating in another universe. The Zombies seem to be under the control of a strange new power.
2/03: The Sectoids donate their UFO tech to the Squirrels, in exchange for several million Mutohamsters.
2/04: Fierce fighting begins on Cappello Prime. Despite their advanced technology, overwhelming numbers, and superior technology, the Flying Squirrels cant take control of the planet. The Nuns fight a determined war of resistance to protect their faith. The fortified Factory-Nunneries work flat out to produce new weapons of war.
2/05: The Black Meese suddenly appear in their spaceship, the Hooved Avenger. They begin raiding the Space Hamster trade routes to Penguiska. The economies of both these planets suffer.
2/06: Penguiskas military seems occupied with some kind of internal fight. High-ranking penguins were said to be fighting each other, possibly for control of the new Ice Titan class vessel.
2/07: A huge rock concert is held on planet Whatever , attended by one billion rock fans. Minimum safe distance from the speaker stands is around 87 Ks. Many fans listen from underground shelters, where the risk of haemorrhage/death is less severe.
2/10: The sudden lack of luxury items and healthy food leads to some small-scale rioting on Penguiska.
2/15: Junk food corporations from Obessia are becoming established on many planets. The Alliance of Fruits are most under threat. Many of the formerly fruit-worshipping peoples are now regularly tucking in to 90% transfat products. But the Highland cows take no notice, as they dont like meat, and are happy with Nukeo-grass.
2/22: Without hi-tech gizmos form penguiska to occupy them, the Space Hamsters get bored and start to breed rapidly!
2/30: The Hooved Avenger remains unstoppable, and continues a reign of piracy. There are rumours that the Black Meese have a base in a remote asteroid field.
2/35: The Obesians complete work on a kind of brain interface, allowing them to operate machines without using any body motion at all. Unfortunately, there are side effects. The first guinea-pig to try to procedure loses the use of his body totally. After being fitted with a primitive mechanical one, he flees to Mewtonia and begins preaching to the Cataclopse race, warning them against the dangers of the Obesian way of life.
2/40: It seems the leader of the Alliance of Fruits has died of congestive heart failure after eating too many Obesian take-aways. The Fruitish warships headed back to home territory, leaving Unnamed Red World as a barren nuked-out wasteland...
2/45: Or so it seemed, as now there are signs of massive reconstruction on Unnamed Red World. The Killbots repair their damaged bases, and begin producing millions more killbots.
2/48: Fearless Metal Head colonists arrive on Unnamed Red World to establish a recording studio. The Killbots dont seem to regard them as a threat, and take no action towards them. The Metal Heads discover that the intense nuclear radiation on the planet produces a cool interference effect on their sound recordings.
2/50: A strange artefact is discovered in orbit of Tekkworld. None of the penguins have dared to poke at it yet.
2/70: Death toll from the war on Capello Grande reaches several billion from both sides.
2/80: A group of Zombies arrive to play a gig on planet Whatever . Several bodies were later found with parts of the skulls and brains missing. The Metal Heads offer the brains of their favourite dog, Fido, to placate the Zombies. They seem to accept this small gift and leave the planet without further incident.
2/85: The Black Fleet arrives in unexplored system 4, in search of fresh brains. But they find a barren desert world, with disappointing few brains to harvest. Zombie colonists persevere in hopes of finding legendary giant sand worms, which might have big brains to eat.
2/91: The Loachkopian Fleet stages impressive military manoeuvres on the borders of their home system.
2/99: The death toll on Capello Grande approaches three billion, as the Squirrels begin a final assault
------------------------------------------End Log
MAP: (revised)
Update 2:
Begin log:--------------------------------------------
2/00: We have a party to celebrate surviving our first cycle/month/time unit/thingy
2/01: The Nuns, Loaches, Obesians, Metal Heads and Cataclopse races phase into this plane existence.
2/02: The Commanding Zombie of the Zombie Apocalypse Empire is targeted by a mind-control device, originating in another universe. The Zombies seem to be under the control of a strange new power.
2/03: The Sectoids donate their UFO tech to the Squirrels, in exchange for several million Mutohamsters.
2/04: Fierce fighting begins on Cappello Prime. Despite their advanced technology, overwhelming numbers, and superior technology, the Flying Squirrels cant take control of the planet. The Nuns fight a determined war of resistance to protect their faith. The fortified Factory-Nunneries work flat out to produce new weapons of war.
2/05: The Black Meese suddenly appear in their spaceship, the Hooved Avenger. They begin raiding the Space Hamster trade routes to Penguiska. The economies of both these planets suffer.
2/06: Penguiskas military seems occupied with some kind of internal fight. High-ranking penguins were said to be fighting each other, possibly for control of the new Ice Titan class vessel.
2/07: A huge rock concert is held on planet Whatever , attended by one billion rock fans. Minimum safe distance from the speaker stands is around 87 Ks. Many fans listen from underground shelters, where the risk of haemorrhage/death is less severe.
2/10: The sudden lack of luxury items and healthy food leads to some small-scale rioting on Penguiska.
2/15: Junk food corporations from Obessia are becoming established on many planets. The Alliance of Fruits are most under threat. Many of the formerly fruit-worshipping peoples are now regularly tucking in to 90% transfat products. But the Highland cows take no notice, as they dont like meat, and are happy with Nukeo-grass.
2/22: Without hi-tech gizmos form penguiska to occupy them, the Space Hamsters get bored and start to breed rapidly!
2/30: The Hooved Avenger remains unstoppable, and continues a reign of piracy. There are rumours that the Black Meese have a base in a remote asteroid field.
2/35: The Obesians complete work on a kind of brain interface, allowing them to operate machines without using any body motion at all. Unfortunately, there are side effects. The first guinea-pig to try to procedure loses the use of his body totally. After being fitted with a primitive mechanical one, he flees to Mewtonia and begins preaching to the Cataclopse race, warning them against the dangers of the Obesian way of life.
2/40: It seems the leader of the Alliance of Fruits has died of congestive heart failure after eating too many Obesian take-aways. The Fruitish warships headed back to home territory, leaving Unnamed Red World as a barren nuked-out wasteland...
2/45: Or so it seemed, as now there are signs of massive reconstruction on Unnamed Red World. The Killbots repair their damaged bases, and begin producing millions more killbots.
2/48: Fearless Metal Head colonists arrive on Unnamed Red World to establish a recording studio. The Killbots dont seem to regard them as a threat, and take no action towards them. The Metal Heads discover that the intense nuclear radiation on the planet produces a cool interference effect on their sound recordings.
2/50: A strange artefact is discovered in orbit of Tekkworld. None of the penguins have dared to poke at it yet.
2/70: Death toll from the war on Capello Grande reaches several billion from both sides.
2/80: A group of Zombies arrive to play a gig on planet Whatever . Several bodies were later found with parts of the skulls and brains missing. The Metal Heads offer the brains of their favourite dog, Fido, to placate the Zombies. They seem to accept this small gift and leave the planet without further incident.
2/85: The Black Fleet arrives in unexplored system 4, in search of fresh brains. But they find a barren desert world, with disappointing few brains to harvest. Zombie colonists persevere in hopes of finding legendary giant sand worms, which might have big brains to eat.
2/91: The Loachkopian Fleet stages impressive military manoeuvres on the borders of their home system.
2/99: The death toll on Capello Grande approaches three billion, as the Squirrels begin a final assault
------------------------------------------End Log
MAP: (revised)
Nylan
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Will write a story shortlyWorms....
Brains...
Cant Find Worms....
How to lure worms out?....
Worms eat.... Dead things... *grins sickly*
Zombies that have lost brain function completely are to be laid on the sand as bait for big worms. When worms appear they are to be harvested. If this does not succeed The Black Fleet is to proceed to the nearest unexplored System.
Brains...
Cant Find Worms....
How to lure worms out?....
Worms eat.... Dead things... *grins sickly*
Zombies that have lost brain function completely are to be laid on the sand as bait for big worms. When worms appear they are to be harvested. If this does not succeed The Black Fleet is to proceed to the nearest unexplored System.
Nylan
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Metal Heads:
you need the Fremen for this one.
find the mana. Mana is the spice of life. Mana will bring you worms.
and we'll take (and not smoke
) the mana when you're done with it
Nylan
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“Dude, you think this’ll work”
“Pschea man! ‘Course it will! Rock always prevails man!”
“True…” said Sorrow, the resident emo kid. They were constructing an amp here on the red planet because the one in their radioactive studio had been blown when Grinder had tried to put his axe’s signal through twelve pedals and four amps…looking for “that special tone”. So they had decided to build the mother of all amps (aside of course from those in the huge colosseum thingy on Whatever…. It was working pretty well.
“Alright, time to test. Bobaganoush, hook up your Les Paul and play something simple. I want to see if it will work well at high volumes, but I don’t want to strain the thing.” The switch was flipped, the pedal was tapped, the knobs were turned, and good ol’ Bobby, not to be outdone by Grinder’s stunt the other day, started playing Eruption.
It is said that every killbot for miles suddenly short circuited at the insane tone (every transverse frequency and amplitude combination times twenty…with a touch of radiation and a pinch of hair metal).
And the rest pretty much got seriously ticked off and charged the recording studio.
So the rockers took up their axes (which really were axes), cranked up the volume on that huge amp, told Bobganoush to not stop playing no matter what…preferably some Black Sabbath, and set up their defenses against the big robot thingies. Of course…if they could use them…
To: Killbots
From: Metal Heads
“Hey dudes! You wanna be our roadies? You can have all the scrap metal you want!”
But will they consent? Only time will tell…*coughdaftpanzercough*
OOC: sorry the story is such a hack job…I’m too lazy right now to fix it.
I think “Whatever…” pretty much sums up my mood
“Pschea man! ‘Course it will! Rock always prevails man!”
“True…” said Sorrow, the resident emo kid. They were constructing an amp here on the red planet because the one in their radioactive studio had been blown when Grinder had tried to put his axe’s signal through twelve pedals and four amps…looking for “that special tone”. So they had decided to build the mother of all amps (aside of course from those in the huge colosseum thingy on Whatever…
. It was working pretty well.“Alright, time to test. Bobaganoush, hook up your Les Paul and play something simple. I want to see if it will work well at high volumes, but I don’t want to strain the thing.” The switch was flipped, the pedal was tapped, the knobs were turned, and good ol’ Bobby, not to be outdone by Grinder’s stunt the other day, started playing Eruption.
It is said that every killbot for miles suddenly short circuited at the insane tone (every transverse frequency and amplitude combination times twenty…with a touch of radiation and a pinch of hair metal).
And the rest pretty much got seriously ticked off and charged the recording studio.
So the rockers took up their axes (which really were axes), cranked up the volume on that huge amp, told Bobganoush to not stop playing no matter what…preferably some Black Sabbath, and set up their defenses against the big robot thingies. Of course…if they could use them…
To: Killbots
From: Metal Heads
“Hey dudes! You wanna be our roadies? You can have all the scrap metal you want!”
But will they consent? Only time will tell…*coughdaftpanzercough*
OOC: sorry the story is such a hack job…I’m too lazy right now to fix it.
I think “Whatever…” pretty much sums up my mood
