Adding this now, it may be revised before the final entry date though!
A Torn and Broken Halloween.
Karalynn had always loved the dark and crime-ridden Torn City with its native fauna of drug addicts, petty thieves and a multitude of different drugs. Thanks to her many years of training in gyms, and a stint in the army, it was a place where she never felt worried walking the streets late at night. The only person she knew who concerned her was DaveO. She noticed him day after day walking a sheep through the back streets which in itself might be considered unusual, but the part that really niggled her was every day without fail, it was a different sheep.
While she owned a private island, along with the vast majority of the residents in Torn City, the recent recession had forced everybody to downsize. She, along with the others working for the King of Torn had been moved into a small secure compound. As might be expected in a small piece of land full of people used to acres of space to themselves tensions were running high. Tempers were are breaking point and a full scale war between Sweeney_Todd and Kharma had only just been averted with a few well timed whip strikes from PimptressTrish. She wasnt sure whether it was the constant gunfire, the strange smells emanating from Clansdancers laboratory, the distressed baa-ing that could always be heard when DaveO was alone or the strange lights and sounds of a knife being sharpened that always came from tornberrys quarters that put her most on edge. Perhaps it was the body laying in the dark corner to her left. Wait That wasnt right! She took a firm grip on her Pink Mac 10 and hugged the wall, looking around for any movement. No, not a body, several bodies. She stepped closer and a hand reflexively flew to her mouth as she saw the mangled, barely recognisable remains. This is sick she thought as she saw Davzzs head sitting on Hydr0s torso, a pair of arms obviously belonging to Teardrop and a pair of legs that could only be from MiSsxMiNx
She hurried back to her small room, not wanting to be anywhere near that gruesome mess and began to prepare herself in case she was next. Who could do something like this? She thought as she strapped on body armour. I know Sergey, M_Mike, Bigset1 and the others in the beard with socks and sandels brigade have all been pushed to breaking point recently with this new system King Chedburn wants made but pure murder? At least our fights can normally be patched up by a few well placed shots of morphine and a little bandaging from a first aid kit. Nobody has ever died before She finished strapping on the helmet and wondered what to do next. Allies she thought, but who can I trust?! OK, then, weapons Clansdancer must have something hidden in that lab I can use!
Checking outside her door she tiptoed down the hall and out into the chilly night air, making her way stealthily towards the lab where who knows what happens. The site that met her eyes was chilling, -Clansdancer was strapped to one of her own benches, the machines whirring and a heavy scent of ether on the air. She wasnt the only one though. Every bench was full. Divalicious, Jaiden-, even the butler Jenkins were all tied in place with eyes wide and unblinking. The machines buzzed and a noxious looking green fluid pumped into every arm through an impossibly large needle. I know she brainwashed people in here to turn them into perfect subjects for King Chedburn, but this is just wrong Karalynn thought as she surveyed the scene. She tapped a few of the unmoving corpses with the end of her automatic and grimaced as heads lolled or cooling flesh puckered. Even opium isnt going to fix these poor souls she murmured. The next room was worse While the lab had never smelled right, it had certainly never spelled of blood and eviscerated intestines before. She saw the glistening grey tubes, dripping with red and brown ichor that used to be safely inside IceBlueFire, Impact-Blur and Apnea and supressed a gag.
She picked her way across the room, trying desperately not to step in any puddles of unknown bodily fluids and rested a hand on the next door I have to do this she whispered to herself, in a vain attempt to bolster confidence that had ebbed away at the sight or so much recent death and slowly opened the door a crack. She saw the back of Twos head, his chair turned away and facing a computer screen and slowly, her eyes getting used to the dim light recognised others. DevilSoldier60, Mr-Torn, Xukusari and Mix were all sitting very still, facing away from her. There was no sound in the room except the quiet hum of monitors flashing up stats and messages. Damn she thought no typing sounds. She edged closer and spun Twos chair. The grizzly mask that was once his face stared back at her. His eyelids had been removed, his mouth glued shut and his arms and legs crudely nailed to the chair. His skin was a ghostly pallor so it seems at least one of the nails had hit a major artery. She stalked around the room, her breath held and praying there might be just one person left who could tell her what happened. It was futile though, nobody in this room could tell her anything now. Wait though, in blood on the desk in front of Two there was a shaky smear ....d.u.n was all she could make out with any certainty.
Skirting around the multitude of corpses she didnt want to identify anymore Karalynn strode through the gilt laden palace, the pictures of Chedburn grinning down at her from every conceivable angle. Every statue was adorned with body parts but she steeled her nerve and placed both hands on the ancient iron bound oak doors leading into her final destination. Despite their size, a light push opened them and there on the throne was Chedburn. His features were wrong. His clothes were right but his face was pallid, the eyes too sunken to be real. W-Who are you she choked out! Suck on my donkey dick came the response. His voice was high pitched, a maleficent and baleful slur to it. Wont let me be staff indeed! No more staff left! No more King! the fake Chedburn crowed. As he stood, the flesh mask fell away leaving behind the features of Duncan. Each hand brandished an axe, the blades stained a ruddy brown with old blood. Oh Duncan What have you done? Karalynn cried. Done? DONE? Ive become the new king my sweet, and you shall be my concubine! Karalynn felt her hand tighten on her handbag which despite all appearances had been her most trusty weapon while prowling the dark streets of Torn City. Is that how you propose to your Queen? she spat, hoping to keep him on edge while she sidled closer. She let her guns clatter noisily to the ground, knowing she would never be able to flick the safeties off and aim in time to end this and just as she came within range of the axes swung for all she was worth! The rare Italian leather smacked into Duncans stained face with bone cracking force (helped of course by the brick she usually carried in there) and he teetered for a moment before regaining his balance. You thought a HANDBAG would finish me? he bellowed and swung both axes in large arcs, meeting Karalynns neck with a meaty thunk... No, NOT meeting her neck in fact. The air blurred as Karalynn ducked the clumsy swings. Fast as lighting her handbag swung again, this time in a vicious uppercut that left Duncan dazed. Karalynn breathed hard, sweat glistening off her face as she watched his form topple to the ground.
Karalynn sagged as the sirens and flashing lights came closer, it was almost over. She placed a foot on the unmoving Duncans chest and felt slight movement as he breathed. I guess I dont have it in me to kill a man she thought as the sounds of wretching and vomiting policemen filled her ears. In time and with empty stomachs they led him away in cuffs but not before he came around enough to curse I would have gotten away with it too if I hadnt thought you too weak to be a threat! Karalynn sighed as the called her pilot and made her way slightly unsteadily to the airport. At least now she might get some peace back on her very own Island. One thing was for sure, no trick or treaters could bother her there... She'd had enough of zombies, blood and guts for an entire lifetime!
10/10 Bank interest 7/10 Crime Points 4/10 Awareness 2/10 Nerve Bar
I've got 11 merits to spend but I need to know what is going to be best to spend them on...
Things I won't spend them on: Looting - I won't be mugging as I'm either training or warring Stealth - I don't see a point in it Hosp time - In wars I want the targets I can hit in hospital for the minimum time
How much difference does mastery in weapon types make? How much of a bonus to your stats does brawn, sharpness etc make?
You may have noticed that weapons and armor that are newly added to display cases and bazaars are appearing individually unstacked. This is all part of our long term plan for the unique weapons & armour expansion.
Each piece of weapon or armour will have its own damage, accuracy and defensive values. This means it'll be much easier to see the difference between them and equip the one that is right for you and the circumstances you are in. As well as this, every individual weapon and armor will have unique statistics. For example, the damage and accuracy of two basic Ak-47's will be slightly different.
We will be integrating the expansion part by part, ending with the ability to add weapon attachments and very rare 'Epic' and 'Legendary' versions of weapons and armour which will also have unique bonuses as well as enhanced statistics.
I've found that while watching fullscreen movies (media player classic - other players are untested) Citywatch popups do not vanish until I move the mouse. I've also experienced issues with Civilization Beyond Earth where a Citywatch popup will cause my PC to produce a black screen that forces me to reset my PC (alt-f4, ctrl-alt-del, alt-tab, win-tab, ctrl-shift-esc key combos make no difference). The second one might just be my PC configuration as I'm using a rather old 32" TV that's really particular about its resolutions though.
What I propose is one of two things:
1. An option within Citywatch so that when an application such as a movie player or game is in fullscreen, notifications are supressed until fullscreen is exited. 2. A "supress notifications" button for city watch that will turn off all notifications until it's unticked.
Option 2 is much easier to implement as it does not require city watch to know the current status of the computer however it is less user friendly. I do realise that I can sign out of city watch to gain this effect, but in doing so you also lose the mouseover functions. Personally I think both features would be a useful enhancement for the application.
Naturally, diverting would only apply to those using a private jet as a commercial flight (even with airline stock benefit) would not divert at the whim of a passenger.
All users would be able to buy a ticket to fly to any other country (or ask their pilot), although there may need to be restrictions on where they can travel from a particular country without a private jet.
The Premise: 1. At any point during your flight you may ask your pilot to divert to another destination (including return to torn). 2. When landed you may ask your pilot to fly to any other destination or buy a ticket to fly to any other destination 3. You would of course still only have your normal item limit regardless of how many countries you visit in a single trip
The Mechanics: 1. The plane must have enough fuel to complete the diversion. If not, the plane will need to divert via the closest airport (there will always be one close enough since that's your destination) to refuel before diverting to the new destination 2. If the plane has enough fuel, the pilot will divert immediately and the new flight time will be calculated and displayed as normal 3. If the plane requires a stop to refuel then the distance (and time) will be calculated with the plane flying via an intermediary location with a (period to be debated) stop for fuel
Pros: 1. If trade goods such as flowers or plushies are out of stock you can fly elsewhere 2. If you forgot to use your energy or nerve, you can return immediately to torn 3. If you are being stalked during a war you can obscure your location (this may also be considered a con)
Cons: 1. Potentially difficult programming logic may be required to work out distances to alternate locations mid-flight 2. Potentially abusable during wars to prevent retaliation hits (fly for 5 mins to anywhere, return to torn for a full 10 minutes protection from retaliation)
To be determined: 1. What is an adequate refuelling time? 2. Is an extra wait to refuel necessary since you can land and fly home within seconds with the current game mechanics? 3. Should buying fuel from other airports be free (as it is now) or cost extra?
================================================ 1725 Heather in United Kingdom 1161 Nessie Plushie 2194 Red Fox Plushie travelrun updated. ================================================
It took me about a week to do this, and for an extra merit and free goodybag (can anyone confirm you always get this as a bonus?) it's WELL worth it ;)
10/10 Bank interest 7/10 Crime Points 4/10 Awareness 2/10 Nerve Bar
I've got 11 merits to spend but I need to know what is going to be best to spend them on...
Things I won't spend them on: Looting - I won't be mugging as I'm either training or warring Stealth - I don't see a point in it Hosp time - In wars I want the targets I can hit in hospital for the minimum time
How much difference does mastery in weapon types make? How much of a bonus to your stats does brawn, sharpness etc make?
Despite attacking (and beating) DOMINODOM who is displaying the banner, I have not recieved the domino effect merit. I presume this is a side effect of the new attack system?
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