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You don't need the stone walls diagonally in front of the turrets to protect them from explosions, just the walls directly to the side. Just tested it in dev mode to confirm.
You don't need the stone walls diagonally in front of the turrets to protect them from explosions, just the walls directly to the side. Just tested it in dev mode to confirm.
I don't really plan to engage anyone in melee, unless they breach the turret line. Why take unnecessary risks? We need melee experts like Kalin for other situations.
Nope; definitely three tiles. It's simply that the wall will block the explosion from expanding horizontally; explosions in this game can never wrap around walls, even if the distance is shorter than the explosion radius.
Lacgirl was weeping all night long. Good. I sleep better when somebody cries, especially a woman.
I had a dream of xenos invading the Kolony in their fancy UFOs.
But then I stepped forward and beaten them all into a meat pulp.
And Azira was all like, "Thank you, Kalin! Thank you so much!"
And Grimwulf was like, "You are more worthy of leading our people. I am retiring. In fact, I will commit suicide"
And hello friend was like, "Command me, Master. I am your bitch"
And Dreaad was like...
12th of Winter, 5501
Good morning, lacgirl.
Shrek.
Still suffering from unrequited love with Dreaad?
What else can I do? He is the only decent man around here.
Both Kalin and Grimwulf are gross, rude and insane. Azira is sorta nice, but too old. And you are, well, you.
Huh?
I mean... We are like gay buddies.
Uhh, huh. I agree that Dreaad is a good friend and decent man overall.
Azira... well... I won't say anything bad about Azira. I'd rather not talk about him at all.
What are you two blabberin' about?
About love. About trust.
Tell us what you think about your people, Kommissar.
Two words: don't care.
Umm, that's it?
*sigh* If I had to kill kolonists for emergency meat, I guess Kalin would be the last one to go. Something about his pigtails. Can't explain it.
That... is not what I wanted to know.
Talking to people makes me angry. I'll go for a walk. Kalin, Dreaad.
Kommissar.
Asshole.
Good morning, sunshine~
Err, good morning, lacgirl.
Sooo...
Tee-hee.
Oh, for fuck's sake. Watching you two makes me want to pull my other eye out. I'd rather mine fucking granite than stay here any longer.
I will help Kalin with that! See ya all later!
Awww.
He'll come back. Eventually.
Are you waiting me, komrades?
D-Doctor! *gulps*
Let's talk about health. Ryan, you are a lost cause. But there is still a chance to save you. Anal candles.
Sounds horrible.
Sounds interesting. Tell me more.
I've made them out of marble blocks. Now I need to test them on somebody. Our friend Ryan here could use a little medical attention, no?
*hides in the freezer*
*sigh* I just want him to look like a kommunist. Pale skin, red clothing, expression of pain on his face.
I'll talk to him, Azi. Can I call you that?
No.
A bit later.
Come on. What's the worse thing that could happen?
Uhhh, me being tortured to death?
He's not like that.
I saw what he did to Sparkles with my own eyes. Nobody here believes me, but I was right there.
Maybe you got the wrong idea? It's not like you know much about medical treatment.
More than Doctor Azira, that's for sure. His maniacal laughter still haunts me in my dreams.
Just take the damn anal candle, Shrek!
While working on that workshop together with Grim, I couldn't help but stare at Ryan.
Such a fine specimen he is. It's funny how he starts shaking every time I look at him.
Anyway, workshop is done. Grim said that we shall work on the entrance section next. Fine by me.
Dreaady, so good to see you again!
I wanted to thank you for that weird meat you brought today. Where did you get it?
Space gopniks ambushed me as I was squatting outside.
*gasps*
But I've beaten them all. And took the meat from their backpacks.
You are my hero!~ TAKE ME RIGHT HERE
WOW, wait! ... No, really, wait. Did you hear that?
Explosion?
*pssshhhhhh* HOLY SHIT, come 'ere everyone! We have a SITUATION at the power station!
*psshh psh psh* Coming, Kalin! What's your status?
Just shuddup and move your ass, Dreaad. Fucking hell.
Goddamn Dreaad. Where is that sunuvabitch?!
*huff puff* Kalin! Err, what are you doing?
Fixing the power conduit. You know, the one that was ON FIRE? The one I had to extinguish myself, because SOMEONE took his sweet time getting here?
That reminds me of an old russian joke! So, a communist, a nazi, and a jew crash-land on an island...
Meanwhile.
You are doing a tolerable job here, corporal Greenball.
Uhhhmmm, thanks? If you meant that my work is satisfactory...
Tolerable.
It doesn't make me want to kill you, that's all I'm sayin'.
Oh. Huh.
There is no more raw meat to cook.
What am I to do now?
I know! I will help Dreaady at cleaning and hauling. So that we can be together forever!
Later that evening.
Another section done.
We're building too slow. Need more manpower. Probably lacgril or Dreaad.
Please, not Dreaad.
Right. Goddamn Dreaad. Would you kindly fetch more stone blocks from the workshop? I gotta go eat sumthin'.
On it.
A bit later.
Doctor Azira! Nooo!
I brought news for you, Ryan. Bad news.
*psshhhh* You've seen it, Azira?
*pshh* Yeah.
We've lost whatever power was stored in the batteries after the short circuit. The weather is calm, no wind at all - turbines ain't working. And now the solar generators are also useless.
*psshhh* Are you saying we will sleep in the cold this night?
Just hug each other or smth. I'm too busy to talk to you, Kalin. Over and out.
Where were we?
Honoring the dead.
Working the shovel.
Meanwhile.
How was your day, Dreaad?
Productive.
Really now? Pray tell me more.
I've been places. Done stuff.
Fascinating.
Stop quarreling, boys. You know I love you both, tee-hee.
*pssshhh* DREAAD!
*pshhh* What?
Go to the cryo facility and drag all those rotting corpses over here, to the graveyard.
... Why?
GAARR, because I said so! Over and out!
No, really. Why?
Because you fucked up my eye, and now I see things.
Why do I even bother asking? *walks away*
You should say a prayer.
I hereby put you in the ground, so you can rot without making others uncomfortable. Amen.
That's not a prayer.
Prayer my ass. *psshh* DAMMIT, DREAAD! Where are you?! Let's get this over with already!
*psshh* Running as fast as I can! Lacgirl is here with me, helping out.
What's the rush?
No idea. Old man is losing it.
Building is slow, despite our best efforts.
Could not even complete the entrance section today.
SUDDEN energy crisis doesn't help things either.
It was a long and annoying day. Gotta get a nap.
Where is Dreaad?
Plan Delta: do the same as Grimwulf. Learn the secrets of the dead. АААХХХАХАХАХАХАХА хаха ха. Ха ха.
No revelations? No superpowers? Plan Delta failed. Back to the drawing board.
Quick note on ancient cryo caskets: are they even working?
We can't be sure they do. Other kolonists insist on keeping the caskets closed, so I have no way to confirm if Kimmy is alive or not.
If everything is good, she is frozen. Her body will remain unchanged and unaffected by, well, anything. IF, however, they don't work as intended...
She might be slowly dying in agony.
13th of Winter, 5501
*bumps into a snowman* Cursed solar eclipse. Can't see shit.
Breakfast. *nom nom* Labour.
Good morning, Kommissar Grimwulf.
You're going the wrong way. Labour is right behind your back.
Let him take a little break, Grim. I'll make sure he doesn't relax too much.
Hrmpf. Fine, but Azira is in charge. You will do everything he says, corporal Greenball.
Uhhhh...
You heard the man, Ryan. Go on.
*mumbles* I miss my home so much. My sweet luxurious noble life. This place... *sigh* Must. Endure.
Umm, soo... Anal candles.
Pure marble handiwork, mind you. Although I didn't have enough free time to bother with quality. They might be... rough. On the edges.
EDGES?!
Yes, Ryan. Everything has edges. It's the basic principle of first aid. I think.
How do they even work?!
I was hoping to find out. That's where you come in! Hold on a moment, I will fetch them.
My life is a drama.
Good morning, Shrek.
Or at least I suppose it's morning. Hard to say with all that eclipse business, right?
I will lose my virginity in a matter of minutes, lacgirl. I mean my... other... virginity. My manhood.
Mm?
My dignity is being assaulted. You know. From behind.
I don't unders--
THE PIPE IS ABOUT TO GET CLOGGED!!
Okaaay. This place turns everybody into raving madmen. See you later, weirdo.
WAAAAIT! I need a friend... *sobs* Huh? Who's there?
A friend.
Mr. Kalin? What would you do if somebody tried to, ummm... play on your backyard without permission?
I would club them do death. And then continue clubbin' until their remains turn into mincemeat. Why?
Can you think of a somewhat less violent method?
Why would anybody want less violence? You are weird and wrong in the head, green guy.
What's the problem, komrademen?
Santa Klaus decided to come early this year. I'm afraid his present won't fit in the chimney.
Meanwhile.
You took your sweet time, woman.
Sorry, I'm late.
Not too late to build Grimwulfgrad. Welcome to the team, lacgirl!
Hrmf. Welcome. Just make sure you ain't as lazy as Azira.
Tee-hee, thanks~
And NO talks of Dreaad!
Aye aye, Kommissar! Sooo, what are you usually discussing?
Kommunism and Glory.
Blowing smoke up your arse as a method of resuscitating people who are down.
Mmmm. There is something special in the way you talk about this stuff, Azira.
About medicine?
Smoke blowing. Anal candles. About asses.
Oh. Just brainstorming, throwing ideas. Nothing special.
*grumbles* Azira's ideas will get us all killed one day.
Which reminds me. I've lost a bet to you, Azira. Twice. I owe you.
Errr, let's just forget about it.
Pssst. *whispers* Grimwulf! I think lacgirl is in the rapey mood.
So? You want to ask my blessing or sumthin'? I don't care - there you go.
No, it's just... I don't know what to expect. I never had a chance to perform full medical examination on her. You know me - I don't like surprises.
I see. You are looking for a hangar, not a rocket.
Precisely. Always good to have a deep talk with you, Grimwulf.
Deep indeed, hur hur. The entrance is done. BACK TO WORKSHOP, LAZY-ARSE SNOWNIGGERS!
Oh, Shrek. I feel so miserable.
Huh?
Even Azira is rejecting me. IS THERE NO MAN IN THIS ENTIRE KOLONY WHO WANTS TO HAVE SEX WITH ME?!
Uhh, act--
I must go. Build Grimwulfgrad. Let my suffering guide my hands.
Huh.
These walls will be soaked in pain and tears.
Meanwhile.
Plan Epsilon - bury everything. Maybe if bury more corpses, I will receive the same powers as Grimwulf.
Uuuugghghh. Corpses. So gross.
It's all for a good cause.
Later that day.
Anybody knows gud patriotic songs?
I don't think that singing is a good idea, Grim. At least when it comes to your signing.
Fine. Maybe lacgirl can sing and raise our spirits?
Sorry, Grimwulf. Singing is not one of my talents. *whispers in Azira's ear* But I can play the flute. *winks*
Too much information, lacgirl.
Just something for you to reflect upon.
Everything alright, komrades?
Was alright, before you showed up and broke my concentration.
Sorry, Kommissar...
Come. Now tell me...
Where is your friend Dreaad?
Urrrhhmm, I've been working here this whole day. You know it, Kommissar Wulf.
I have a feeling that Dreaad tries to sabotage the Kolony. And I think you know exactly what's going on.
Hu-huh? Me?
Who sent him? The District? Pirates? No, don't say, I know... The deers.
Deers? Kommissar, Dreaad is just an average human being. A sad, lazy, grumpy man, tormented by ambitions he will never fulfill. And also insane.
Aren't we all?
I just want to be left alone, Kommissar. Can you let me cut stones in peace?
No. But thanks for reminding me. AAAAAZIRRRAAAHHHH!!! Grab your new girlfriend and get your asses over here! Time to lay moar stone blocks!
I am very impressed by your progress today, Kommissar Wulf.
Nobody cares about your opinion, corporal.
I agree with Ryan for once. If we keep the same tempo, Grimwulfgrad will be finished in no time!
No, seriously. Cheer up, Grim.
I have to build the greatest fortification on this fucking planet, surrounded by lazy incompetent bastards, snow, cold, and fucking darkness!
There you go, tee-hee~
Awright. Forget what I said about darkness. But still.
Not enough solar light to power up the batteries. We'll spend this night with no electricity again.
Does this also mean there will be no medical experiments?
Let's just say I would sleep on my back if I were you. And leave it at that.
*gulps*
*sneaks past construction site, observing*
Later that evening.
Cheeki breeki.
Look who honored us with his presence. Dreaad himself.
Pretending to be working, eh, Dreaad?
Hey! I am working, just like the rest of you!
Hello again, Dreaad.
No time to talk. Plan Epsilon failed. But plan Zeta is simply brilliant *whispers* You know that we have plenty of food, right?
Uhh-huh.
Juicy muffalo meat, mmm. Delicious.
Soo?
I'll take a picture of our food stores and use comms console to send it over. Say, to the District! АХАХАХАХАХАХАХ
Aren't they constantly starving? They will send an army and kill us, Dreaad.
Not all of us! Only those who try to resist. They will leave the rest to live and prosper on our own in this place. The Kolony will be ours! Free from Grim Oppression! Free from female domination! Free from ugly cops! Free from incompetent doctors!
I don't think it's--
Shh. Someone's coming!
Mouth-flappin' instead of working?
You know nuthn', Grim Wulf!
*power walks to the comms console, mashes buttons randomly*
What do you think you're doing?
SUKA BLYAD! I was just... admiring this thing! Ахаха, you scared me.
Sit down.
I've remembered a joke!
This ain't no laughing matter. Did you try to send something to someone?
What? Nooooooo.
Good. Because this transmission could be intercepted by the deers. They are brilliant when it comes to espionage.
Ха ха. Da!
Crafty bastards. They can use any, and I mean ANY piece of intel to their advantage.
Even a picture of roasted muffalo meat?
Of course. Let me tell you about muffaloes.
Historical allies of deers, muffaloes are pretty stupid, but very strong and vengeful. They never forget and never forgive. Muffaloes usually behave themselves, unless you try to insult or provoke them in any way.
Like, kill a good number of them, cook the meat and eat it every day?
If I was a deer - and I know exactly how they think - I would show such a picture to the muffalo chieftain. Then sit back and relax. These animals, led by vengeance and bloodlust, can ground this entire place, no sweat.
Chillin' story, bro. Good thing nobody sent such a picture via comms console, rite? Хаха...
Hmrpf. Yeah. See you later, Dreaad.
See ya! Phew, that was a close call. Almost got caught red-handed... Deers can't actually intercept transmissions... right?
Later this evening.
Grimwulf, do you see... that?
What? Where?
There, on the horizon. Something is raising a cloud of snow.
Azira's right. As if something BIG is running towards us.
And in large numbers. I think I can hear something...
BELLOWING!!
Fuck, FUCK! I've heard this sound before! That's a muffalo war cry!
Muffalo? War cry?
Silence, girl! I will talk to the dead now!
Ideas. PRONTO!
Hide and wait it out. No need to risk your people over nothing.
Kill. Them. All.
Block the only entrance to the Kolony. Then decide what to do next.
RIGHT!
*huff huff* Come on...
What are you doing?!
Shuddup.
WHY ARE YOU BUILDING GRANITE DOOR?! GRANITE DOOOOOR??!!
I got this.
NO! YOU WON'T MAKE IT IN TIME!!
They are far enough.
You could just build a wood--
No, our wood is stored god knows where.
Fine, then just a wall instead of DOOR!
I SAID I GOT THIS!
You won't make it! Retreat! Regroup at the base or near the turrets!
Almost done...
GRIMWULF!!
It will be like in the movies, when protagonist disarms the bomb or smth like that at the very last moment. And becomes the hero and shit.
Grimwulf, listen to Servant! You are the only one who can hear us!
If you die, WE die. Again! Fight the muffaloes, but at least do it on your own ground. With Kalin in front and turrets behind!
GRIMWUUUULF!!!
AAARRRRR, SHUT UP!!
FUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!
ALMOOOOOOOOST!!!
SHIT!
*rams Grimwulf's leg with a deafening battle bellow*
HURR
RUUUUN!!
*limping away from muffalo chieftain* Shit, fuck, shit, shit
You are so fucked, Grimwulf. So fucked.
Argh. RED ALEEERT!!!!
Holy. Shit.
What. The fuck.
I don't even... BATTLE FORMATION! OPEN FIREEE!!! *bang*
Come at me, you piece of shit! I got this one!
Shoot the big one chasing Grimwulf! *bang* Kill the chieftain!
*rams and tramples Grimwulf, bellowing even louder*
GAAWWWHR!!!
NO! STAND UP, SOLDIER! STAND UP!
Grimwulf's down! I can't help him, coz I'M BUSY! AGH-- why, you fucking abomination!
Kalin! Hold on! *bang*
*bang* AZIRA, one of them is coming for you!
Ghhhhrhrhrh... How could this happen...
You will become one of us soon. Forever stalking this place, unable to be heard or seen.
Stop it, Sparkles. It's too early to give up.
Stand. Up.
*spits blood* KALIN!
HHHHHRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAGHH!! *Mashes the muffalo with all his strength*
WHO'S NEXT, YOU FUCKEEEERS?!
KALIN, drag Grimwulf to safety! I'll distract them on myself!
Right. *panting, limping* Come 'ere, big guy.
*coughs* This won't work, Kalin. You're limping.
If you die today, I'll have to build Grimwulfgrad myself. Not gonna happen! Come on, let' go!
*psshhh* I think they're coming for you, men! RUN, HIDE!
Hurrrr, we're moving too slow! Just... Fuck it, leave me here!
Shut up, Grimwulf. YOU THERE, WOMAN! GET YOUR ASS HERE!!
*running, panting*
Save our insane leader! I will hold the animals as long as I can!
Kalin is full of surprises, isn't he?
Come on, lacgirl! Save us all.
*coughs blood*
Keep it together, Grim.
We shall make it, Kommissar. You'll see.
RRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!! *attacks the muffalo chieftain*
*BELLOWS, rams Kalin, tramples his body*
F... fuck...
AAAAAAEEEEEEE
*attacks lacgirl violently, penetrates her eye with a horn, brutally bellowing all the way*
LACGIRL, NO!
Azi-- *spits blood* help. Please.
FUCK!!!
Meanwhile.
I am ready to admit, Plan Zeta did not work out as initially planned. But! Still worked.
I'm not sure I want all of them dead. I mean...
Yeah, I know what you mean. Ok, let's TRY to help them, but no heroics! Are we clear?
Actually, no. How do you suggest we help them? You know that I am against violence.
I will lure muffaloes towards the turrets, while you go there and save whoever you care about. Easy.
Sounds pretty dangerous, Dreaad. Those screams and bellowings give me the chills.
What can go wrong? *opens the door* URAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!
COME AT ME, BRO!! DAVAI-DAVAI!!! That's right.
Oh. SHIT!!
*moans* Grim. Wulf. Are we going to die?
*coughs blood* Yup.
Grimwulfgrad... impenetrable fortress my ass...
MAKE YOUR KEY CHOICE
Personal decisions are made by corresponding players. They may or may not listen to what the others say. If the player doesn't make any decision, I'll decide for him (based on the votes) next weekend. There is plenty of time until Saturday to decide and cooperate.
I think we're proper fucked in any case.
We were attacked by a warband of 7 muffaloes. Grimwulf made a MANLY DECISION to barricade and keep them out, but failed to complete the door in time. Grimwulfgrad was breached. Three kolonists are downed and heavily injured: Grimwulf, Kalin and lacgirl.
Enemy losses: one muffalo dead and a few others lightly wounded.
Two out of six muffaloes are currently chasing Dreaad.
The others are roaming around the workshop, waiting for Azira or hello friend to come out.
Keep in mind that Dreaad and hello friend are incapable of violence.
Of three wounded kolonists, it's hard to say whose condition is the worst.
Kalin's injuries are not as hard as Grimwulf's or lacgirl's, but they are more numerous. Which increases the chance of infection. And we all remember that there is no medicine in KKK.
Grimwulf's torso was fucking mauled. It's a miracle he's still alive.
Lacgirl lost an eye, the wound is bleeding.
There is something wrong about this Kolony and eyes, I swear...
You are currently inside the Grimwulfgrad's workshop. It's safe. Muffaloes can't get inside, unless you leave the door open. But the situation is dire - your komrades outside are dying, and you won't last here too long as well.
You are not wounded, but tired, hungry and angry. Temperature indoors is pretty much the same as outdoors - it's cold. Four muffaloes are roaming outside, pretty close to the workshop. If you attempt to drag a kolonist to safety yolo-style, you will most likely fail.
Also, you are the last man standing who is capable (and willing) of using a gun.
What will you do?
1. Call hello friend and ask him to distract some muffaloes on himself. Save one of the fallen komrades while he does that.
2. Call hello friend and ask him to save one of the fallen komrades while you are distracting muffaloes on yourself.
3. Try to kill the muffaloes carefully, shooting them one by one and falling back to the workshop when they get too close. Non-powered autodoors are very slow to open and close, so there is an element of risk.
4. Carefully save your komrades one by one by dragging them inside the workshop and tending to their wounds. It's very cold and dirty here, also no beds. There will be infections, hypothermia, mental breaks. But at least it's nearby.
5. Your own survival is most important for you. You can outrun the muffaloes on your own, then stay in the town hall for a while. It's warm there, and plenty of food too. Wait out the muffalo invasion and save those who will be alive afterwards.
6. They will pay for what they done. Run south, to the entrance. Finish building that door which Grimwulf could not. Trap the muffaloes inside Kodex Kommunistic Kolony. The hunting season is open.
7. *input your own option*
In case you plan to save fallen komrades, please specify priority. Like, "First I will save lacgirl, coz I am a gentlemen; then Kalin, coz he is a bro; then Grimwulf, because... Actually, let's leave Grimwulf behind".
You are running away from two muffaloes. In front of you are friendly turrets, but there is a problem, namely NO POWER.
Every now and then the turrets activate. They might even fire a barrage or two. Whether it happens or not depends ENTIRELY on the weather and wind turbines. Currently there is no wind.
One turret barrage is very unlikely to kill a muffalo, but it will definitely provoke the animal. Muffaloes can destroy the turrets pretty quickly. Pros: turrets explode on destruction, harming/killing everything nearby. Cons: wasted resources and no other means of defending ourselves.
What will you do?
1. Turn off the turrets (so they won't provoke muffaloes) and run away. Yes, it will slow you down, and therefore increase the risk of being raped by muffaloes. But we can't afford losing turrets like that! Not like that.
2. Leave the turrets (almost) working and run away. Hopefully, they will hurt those muffaloes. Maybe even kill them, who knows?
Let's say you escaped. Now what?
1. Do your best to help fallen kolonists. Or some of them (specify who exactly). Show some quality teamwork with Azira and hello friend.
2. Let them die, for all you care. This Kolony belongs to DREAAD, хахахахахахахахахахахахахахахаха ахахах хахх ха
3. *input your own option*
There are two doors in front of you: one is leading outside, where the maddened muffaloes reign; the other leads to a long tunnel, at the end of which is Grimwulfgrad and your fallen komrades.
Here is the problem. In order to save them, one has to drag the bodies all the way through the tunnel. It's nearly impossible to outrun a muffalo who might notice the attempt and attack you. Somebody needs to distract the muffaloes.
IF you want to save other kolonists at all. Do you?
1. Yes! Go outside and distract the muffaloes. Let Azira save the others in the meantime.
2. FUCK YES! Ask Azira to distract the muffaloes, drag the kolonists to safety yourself.
3. It ain't that simple, dammit. How can one man aggro four muffaloes at once? Better play it safe. RUN BACK, grab some wood and build a wooden door at the southern end of the tunnel to Grimwulfgrad.
There, now you only need to drag fallen komrades to this door. Should be managable. Will take some time to build, though. But others can wait, right? Right?
4. You are the closest one to steel. Maybe you could assemble some traps in the tunnel and lure muffaloes onto them? Could be risky. Might not be enough to kill them. And definitely a sink of steel (which we need for Grimwulfgrad turrets).
5. Fuck them all. What have they ever done for you? Nothing. They deserved this fate. You will stay in the town hall and only care about yourself.
6. *input your own option*
If you want people to be saved, pls specifiy whom exactly, in what order.
In unlikely case Grimwulf dies, who will get his glorious dacha?
1. Azira. He is a repectable gentlemen. He deserved it.
2. Kalin. He is the mascot of KKK.
3. Dreaad. He is destined to rule KKK one day. One day.
4. Hello friend. Because why not?
5. Lacgirl. She might find a lover soon. Gotta give 'em some privacy.
6. NOBODY!!! We shall build a grand marble sarcophagus there, turn this dacha into a mausoleum. FOR THE SAKE OF ETERNAL GLORY OF KKK!!! :russia:
Azira's first priority should be placing the material for a stone wall at the red dash. The wall does not need to be completed to stop movement, it just needs to have material placed. This will prevent him from getting ambushed from behind while retrieving corpses. Diagonal movement is, as you can guess, impossible.
After this, focus on bringing the bodies into the workshop as you'll lose the safer eastern access during the next phase.
Once the bodies are secured, get stones to walls on the pink dashes but be ready to cancel and run back inside should Azira decided to place them while standing on the Muffalo side of the wall.
During this whole process, Hello Friend should be hauling material to place a wall at the blue dash.
Once done, it's mining time. Though I'd be tempted to say to treat the colonists before mining, as it'll likely be several in game hours before the mining is done.
Alternatively, you could direct the pink wall more eastward instead of north, but we're five stone short of really cutting out a significant part of the mining, though you could still cut out two tiles by doing so.
As for the psychic items, Grim doesn't appear to have a psychic sooth pulse, and that's really what he needs at this point. Of what he has, one is a psychic shock that downs one pawn with a high risk for brain damage, but I think that's only usable on pawns with a certain number of max hp or less, one that causes a pawn to go into a berserker rage, which might cause one muffalo to attack the others, and, hilariously enough, one that causes all animals on the map to go into a manhunter state.
Edit: Oh, and while Lacgirl is bleeding, it's only at 11% a day; she's going to die of infection long before bleeding out.
Azira's first priority should be placing the material for a stone wall at the red dash. The wall does not need to be completed to stop movement, it just needs to have material placed. This will prevent him from getting ambushed from behind while retrieving corpses. Diagonal movement is, as you can guess, impossible.
After this, focus on bringing the bodies into the workshop as you'll lose the safer eastern access during the next phase.
Once the bodies are secured, get stones to walls on the pink dashes but be ready to cancel and run back inside should Azira decided to place them while standing on the Muffalo side of the wall.
During this whole process, Hello Friend should be hauling material to place a wall at the blue dash.
Once done, it's mining time. Though I'd be tempted to say to treat the colonists before mining, as it'll likely be several in game hours before the mining is done.
Alternatively, you could direct the pink wall more eastward instead of north, but we're five stone short of really cutting out a significant part of the mining, though you could still cut out two tiles by doing so.
As for the psychic items, Grim doesn't appear to have a psychic sooth pulse, and that's really what he needs at this point. Of what he has, one is a psychic shock that downs one pawn with a high risk for brain damage, but I think that's only usable on pawns with a certain number of max hp or less, one that causes a pawn to go into a berserker rage, which might cause one muffalo to attack the others, and, hilariously enough, one that causes all animals on the map to go into a manhunter state.
Edit: Oh, and while Lacgirl is bleeding, it's only at 11% a day; she's going to die of infection long before bleeding out.
Not really; I've had a downed outlander survive for over a day and a half with significantly worse wounds when three outlanders with low quality shivs and mace tried to "rescue" me from a pack of 46 manhunter wargs. Hilariously enough, I ended up going hostile to the outlanders as I was unable to amputate an arm with an extreme infection and only 50% immunity with Mai being only a guest; I had to arrest her in order to bring up the operations tab.
The shortened route is, what, eight tiles long? That should be doable even with only one miner, and I'm pretty sure Azira is at least half-capable there with what I've seen in the LP.