Discussion in 'Strategy games - Strategy and Tactics' started by Snark, Dec 25, 2012.
Oops, forgot to vote on the proposals. Going to go with Proposal 3.
Oh, I've been dying to play this game! And already got to hear the exploits of my awesome Corporal Fade in another friend's game, who became a psychic sniper. I am totally signing up. As a replacement for when someone bites it, if I'm counting right.
Name: Fade Accompli
Ethnicity: Randomize me! Anyone non-white.
Country: Anywhere in South America, but especially Ecuador if it's an offered option.
Physical description: If there are non-natural hair color options, one of those. And short hair. Glasses if possible.
Oh, hey. Apparently if I open a zillion threads at 8am, and then come back to read and answer at 1pm, things have progressed a little!
I vote for Proposal 1, because I am in favor of not dying immediately. Yay body armor. (Presumably we can jump back onto the roster with a new soldier request when we inevitably bite it?)
I like your new avatar, Sarasha. Logan looks incredibly chill. "Aliens? Pfft. Whatever. I'm just going to chew my gum and read my book and if aliens try to stop me I'll just punch them in the face. *hair flip*"
Proposal 2 and laser weapons!
Make sure you start working towards another satellite uplink and build those satellites ASAP, it's key to winning. (Get 'em up just before the end of the month for best effect.)
This is the BEST LP.
Les Mis dating game would be amazing, but I have no idea who the PC would be, and it just wouldn't be Les Mis without E/R.
All of Davian Korran's LP suggestions are amazing. This canon is even better than the Pokémon one.
Proposal 2, s'il vous plait. And yes, I will start posting in character soon.
I always assumed it could be a nurse or something. She'd get to know Javert when Valjean beats the shit out of him, then maybe leave Cosette, Marius and Valjean undateable for the sake of canon and she could rescue whoever Amis she has the highest relationship with from the barricades if she did their route. Maybe Éponine as a friend ending.
No, I didn't think about this before.
*ahem* I'm not sure how good a Grantaire I am making so far. I should go and brush up on his chapters.
Maybe instead of actually dating the characters, you could be a Les Mis matchmaker, and bring your favorite ship together through the power of meddling love.
I am imagining this way too well, now. You could travel through different locations (the barricades, Marius' apartment, etc.) and travel back in time and damn you DK now I want this.
Grantaire. These aliens are not only a threat to our Fatherland but to our entire world. I am not sure how we ended up here, but it is clearly a matter of utmost importance.
Put the bottle down.
I would so wingman Éponine and Courfeyrac.
*MEANWHILE, IN ALIENLAND*
Give me brandy on my breath, and I'll breathe them all to death!
Excellent point, old sort. Science lady, can we have a gun that shoots liquor? More importantly, can I have it?
Seeing the effect it has on you, it may well transform the aliens into lazy good-for-nothings who cannot even pick up a gun to save their own country. Perhaps you are on to something.
I DARE YOU TO
ONLY IF YOU AND DK HELP.
Thank you, thank you. I am so desperate for your approval.
(WHAT in our prior posting history makes you think I know jack shit about making games? XD)
A(nother) LP of one of my favourite games this year (and successor to one of the best games of all time)? Yes please! :D
Name: Denam Pavel [I couldn't make up my mind between several possible - hah - personas. In the end, I settled on the protagonist of one of my favourite games. Bonus points for Tactics Ogre also being squad-based!]
Nickname: Hero of Golyat
Physical description: Short brown hair, clean-shaven, and white armour with blue highlights.
And I vote for Proposal 2, with an eye to...
Snark - which difficulty level did you choose? (For those who haven't played, there is by all accounts a BIG gulf between the two main difficulty levels. On Normal difficulty, we should be able to muddle our way through the invasion. On the next level up, "Classic", we'll be in serious danger of losing the game and, well, a lot of us won't come home.)
EDIT: Official artwork of Denam: early game, late game.
Absolutely! But you don't need my help, don't you? You have the programming and the writing and the Les Miz obsession pretty well-covered already. :D
You there, young man! Did you know drinking a bottle of spirits gives you +3 Resolved, which is essential to single-handedly massacring an entire horde of xeno- oh wait, sorry, wrong game.
Given the track record of certain LPs on this forum, we should obviously choose the latter.
Don't care! Doing it anyway!
I meant for writing, guys. You can't expect me to write a game-ful of Les Mis slash myself! But this is officially a derail, so let's continue this discussion somewhere a little more private.
Anyways, aliens, Patria, die for my cause, etc.
Haha thanks, although that's not Logan. Logan started off with my middle name and my old job and kinda grew from there. The character in my icon is Alana from the graphic novel/comic book Saga. My original plan was to rp her during my turn at Zafehouse but I chickened out at the last minute and went with Logan instead. Fun fact: she technically is involved in the fight against an alien threat during the time my current avatar comes from. She is also reading a trashy romance novel.
I have no idea what's going on in this thread.
If I reference the second group of survivors at some point, this is now my headcanon of how they escaped.
Actually, you wouldn't even need to wait for someone to die. Soldiers get injured like crazy in this game, so we'll still need a team of more than 6, even if we're lucky enough to have no fatalities.
I don't see why not. That said, depending on how many people sign up, I may give priority to those who haven't made a character yet, but we'll figure out the details once we cross that bridge.
I chickened out and started the game on normal. I figured that given the audience participation nature of this LP, we won't be performing at anything approaching optimal efficiency anyway, which will provide enough of a challenge.
Additionally, I'll be playing this mainly after a 12-13 hours at work, so I'll be buggered as hell and probably won't be playing at my best anyway.
Les Mis. A whole lot of Les Mis. And aliens.
So I found a gameplay video that offers a pretty good look at what XCOM is, for those of you who aren't familiar in the game. Will also add it to the opening post.
ALIENS?! In my neighborhood?!
I DON'T THINK SO!
Why, next they'll be wanting jobs.
Hand me a rifle, my boy, I'm ready to hide away safely at the edge of the battlefield while you do all the work, and then take credit for it SERVE MY GLORIOUS COUNTRY!
Name: Reginald Wellington
Ethnicity: Good Ol' Boy
Country: Somewhere British
Physical Description: White Armor and GLORIOUS black mustache if possible
http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120710103916/rvb/images/d/dd/Wyoming_helmetless.png <-Should hopefully link to pic
Oh, man, Flashman and the Aliens would be brilliant.
If it helps, you can replace anything Grantaire says with 'DRINK, ARSE, FECK, GIRLS' and probably be okay.
And now I am posting dialogue from Father Jack, pretending to be Grantaire, using a Javert avatar.
I know I'm jumping the gun here, given I'm in Vietnam (so many motorbikes!) and won't be back for a few days to continue the LP, but if you feel like posting in character, go right ahead!
In fact, I'd encourage it as it'll help me get a grasp on the personalities of each individual soldier only for them to die horribly once I've grown attached to them
For Enjolras, dying horribly right when you've gotten attached to him is completely in character! Doubly so for Grantaire.
Well, guess I know who to send to send charging towards well fortified alien strongholds then =P
By the way, sorry I couldn't get your character looking more like his Les Mis counterpart; the hair options in this game are very limited.
Limited CC is a curse I bear daily. I think they look good, all things considered.
Depending on the Grantaire, though, it's either IC to die just as you started to like him or fall asleep and miss the fighting entirely.
I think they both look great, don't worry. He looks a bit like a blonde Michael Maguire.
Her expression remains calm and grim, no matter what she says in her deadpan voice. She has an almost irritatingly halting way of speaking. It's as though one is reading a telegram, and she's holding for the STOPs.
"Of course I'm serious. Aliens have come to destroy me, everything I love and everything I stand for. That's no laughing matter.
Unless one of them explodes in a funny way. Then I could see how laughter is acceptable.
Not from me though."
She adjusts her glasses up on the bridge of her nose.
"As for gun-handling, there was a bit of a misunderstanding. Mostly mine.
I signed up for the science department, but was told on arrival there was 'not enough cannon fodder.'
They fitted me for front line infantry, and this is as close as I've come to the science office.
Becoming a marksman cannot be THAT hard. I've seen a few of the more experienced soldiers.
If those drunken lunatics can be considered valuable, I'm positive I will get the hang of it."
She furrows her brows slightly.
"With any luck, some of my expertise might save a life in the field.
But at the very least, I may die in place of someone more valuable.
...And perhaps blow a few enemies into funny splatters.
...What? They're the ones who started this. One only has so much mercy to spare."
Her expression evens out to neutral again.
"That being said, as far as strategy and research is concerned, I believe in offense being the best defense.
If we can make weapons powerful enough to deal with the threats quickly, surely we can minimize casualties and collateral damage.
The longer the fight rages, the worse off we are.
I reccomend the second proposal."
With that, she salutes and goes silent.
You sound like you could use a drink. C'mon, we need to go find that drunk French guy. I can't guarantee that what he has is good but beggars can't be choosers in situations like this. First zombies, now aliens? I have no luck at all...
Yanno, ladies, Enjolras might take some exception to the 'drunken' remark... 's true enough I drink for two, but that's no reason implicating a perfectly boring old man of principals. Who needs drink when you have causes, right? On the other hand that covers lunatic, so 's all good here.
Remind me to show you the base sometime. Got it all mapped out, far better than anyone. Know where the best coffee is to be had, best billards, cakes, fine lasses... lads in your instance, maybe... I can always find the best of anything anywhere. You'd... huhm... you'd be quite surprised to know how much time you free up when you don't believe in one damned thing in the world. There is but one certainty in the world, my dears, and that is the fullness of one's glass.
(Did I go read up on Grantaire? You bet your full glasses I did.)
The young soldier turns when addresssed by her allies. Logan first.
She nods slightly, looking over the other woman's shoulder.
"It seems he has found us instead."
Landis tucked her hands behind her and listened politely to all he had to say. She takes an extended pause doing no more than blinking before formulating her response.
"...Sounds legit. I'll come along."
Toni really goes with the flow. No wonder she's adapted so well to all this...
Anabanana, I just realized you wanted one of the more underused ethnicities (unless I'm mistaken, the only one not used or requested at this point is African). If you'd like, I can give your character a race change.
That would be great! If it's not too much trouble. :>
Not at all :)
And for what it's worth, mysteriously changing race would not be the strangest thing to have happened in this weird zombie/alien canon.
Changing race just means we'll judge you for your age/gender/education/socioeconomic status instead.
Exactly! Why hate people for the colour of their skin when we could hate each other for all other sorts of petty and arbitrary reasons?
Like the middle class! Wishy washy bastards who can't decide on whether to be rich or poor, who do they think they are!?
I give it one turn before the evac copter leaves R on some alien-infested hellhole for being younger than they are.
A little part of me wants people to regularly, mysteriously change in some dramatic way. Just so the rest of can stop and go,
"Wasn't your mole on the other side of your face yesterday?"
"I HAVE A MOLE?"
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