I wanted to write a non visual comical story so naturally Im doing it based on TV. When I thought of the idea of TV in RIMworld i put in the cheap suggestions then made a thread for an expanded idea. Since I doubt this is anything like a priority for the game itself I figure why not roll with it myself.
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Finally figured out how to link specific messages. So now things should be easier to read through.
It look good.
In an area of space known as the RIM worlds there are many planets with people clinging to life and on one of them a group of people trying to film it for ratings. Anything and everything is in their scope to broadcast. Having hacked into a defunct satellite network to transmit all over the planet they can reach several television sets.
In the colony of Central, grown from a few survivors who crashed landed into a village of dozens, the static on the TV became too much to bare. A debate rages between Sarivanna 'Sari' BelEno and Chet Manly.
"Im serious!" Sari Shouted. "Background radiation from the cosmos wears thin after two years."
"I get that but we are supposed to be helping the colony. Not screwing around with cameras." Chet replied.
"This will help the colony. Seven cases of nervous breakdowns and the near constant drinking binges could have been avoided if people had something to watch."
"You do realize that a solid ¾ of those binges were yours right?"
"Yes and if I had something to watch they would end in drinking games instead of fistfights."
"I... like that idea."
"How's the arm?"
"Still adjusting to the bionics but i'd have preferred you didn't beat me with my original."
"Sorry, but at least we can mount a camera on it now. Now all we need is the mayor's approval."
"That might be an issue..."
"We had spare eyes in the med center. I don't get why people get so upset over things that get be replaced. Damn sentimental fools! All of you!"
"Preferring original body parts isn't really sentimental and there is also the issue of the messy transition."
"OK I understand not everyone likes things ripped off or out but our motto is 'For the good of the colony' so my plan will get approved."
"Actually that's just usually what people prefix before 'please stop hurting me' as you beat them during your drunken rages."
"Look, either you get behind me with the mayor or I'm going to need to drink again to deal with the crushing boredom of static TV."
"...so I heard the mayor's going to be at the plowing match. Lets try there."
I'm dying here. That was a good off-color punch line.
Lookin like another Jimmy classic. purty noice m8
The ploughing match was an annual event at the beginning of spring to prepare the fields for crops. It was intended to celebrate the first colonists struggle to grow the food they would need and as a thin veil to disguise hard work as something fun. The mayor with suspiciously clean hands presided over the match to judge who did the best job in the shortest amount of time. Ignoring the fact that a stopwatch would be more accurate.
"A good show so far this year Stephen don't you think?" the mayor asked his aid.
"Indeed sir." He replied.
"Good show people! We hope to have the winner announced by the end of the day!" The mayor announced over the loudspeaker.
"Looks like you have some guests, sir."
"Hey, Luis! If you are so good at judging people I'd love to see you show them a pro at work." Sari shouted.
"Miss Sari. You will address me with respect as your mayor."
"Last time I did that you got upset."
"Last time you called me mayor lardchins!"
A roar of laughter rolled over the fields as it dawned on the mayor that he had left the loudspeaker on.
"Oh you damn..." he hit the button to turn it off. "Look at what you have done!"
"Gee I sure didn't expect that to happen," Sari smirked.
"What do you want?!"
"To make life easier on you by giving me something to do."
"I doubt very much you want to make my life easier. I am suspicious of whatever it is but spit it out."
"I'm going to take Chet here and we are going to start filming so that we can have entertainment for the television units."
"Why would we need that?"
"Well, you installed more sets in the colony than we have people. If they are going to keep sucking up power then it might as well be entertaining people."
"Why you? I could have much more agreeable people doing this."
"Because they all have better things to do and I know what you do with the Muffalo."
The mayor's face turned red and his aides looked at him with a shocked expression.
"You, of course, have my full support and confidence." the mayor uttered meaning the opposite.
"Thanks." Sari turned away from the mayor to Chet as they walked away.
"What did he do?" Chet asked almost afraid to know.
"No idea. Just that he smells like one and he isn't exactly a farm hand."
"My first assignment is hanging out with the Muffalo until I get something on film isn't it?"
The next day, at the horseshoe pin.
"Seriously?!" Sari exclaimed.
"Yea..." Chet replied. "He likes to drink milk direct from the udder. Not quite what I was expecting but pretty much a blank cheque from the mayors now."
"Well damn. Looks like."
"So what's our next move?"
"We need to record something that we don't plan to use as blackmail. Something everyone wants to see."
"So NOT the ploughing match."
"Ha! No. People like violence but the raiders haven't been around in a while. The natives keep their distance but we can't just wait around for one of them to do something."
"Maybe we focus on drama instead of action. I hear there is something of a love triangle in hydroponics."
"No. Good for later but no. We need something violent. If we can't wait for something we need to start something."
"So I get to film you late at night in the bar? I don't think people would enjoy seeing their asses kicked by a 90lb woman over and over again."
"Very funny. No, I think a native should attack."
"I assume you have a brilliant plan for upsetting the tribe?"
"Hell no! They are the ones I trade for booze when the colony cuts me off. I will get one of their outfits and tribal paint."
"Oh no."
"Then we grab Fat Mike."
"Please tell me that..."
"Dress him up and stuff his mouth with peanut butter so he can't talk right."
"This won't ever work."
"Then shoot him full of some adrenaline and stuff you are going to steal from the Med Center."
"That I'M going to steal?"
"Then when he's in an incoherent rage we let him loose on Figgs.
"Figgs? What did he do? I know why you hate Fat Mike but why Figgs?"
"We get it on film and take care of two jerks at the same time."
"If you aren't going to answer me can you at least tell me he deserves it."
"Oh, he does."
"He does by Sari standards or by normal standards held by the rest of the human race?"
"He either deserves it or I volunteer you for the job and get a first person POV."
"Damn, I've always hated that Figgs guy."
In the mayor's office.
"Sari when I approved this I had hoped that it would result in fewer injuries to the townspeople."
"It's still fewer than if I had been drinking instead."
"Granted... but Figgs and Mike are in critical condition now and in medical."
"Yes but now we have something on the TV to entertain people. They are enjoying it."
"How can people be entertained by that?"
"You haven't seen it?"
"No, I've been reading the injury reports from Doctor Dahmer."
"Well watch it and judge with your own eyes."
"I will."
"Well, not your own eyes. The replacements you have now."
"Just turn on the damn TV."
One switch flicked later.
"Welcome to the first episode of Native Attack. I am your host Sari!"
"Camera guy Chet."
"Quiet Chet, here comes Figgs. Out for a stroll when suddenly..."
"Wha ih goh un!" Fat Mike screamed as he burst from the trees.
"Oh no! It would appear that a native is about to attack Figgs."
"What the?! Stop right there!" Figs shouted pulling out his pistol.
"Looks like the native is about to be shot. I'd like to mention to our viewers that I have no idea where that auto-injector on the Fat Natives neck came from."
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
"Wow look at that! Three shots and he's still up. Now watch as he gets close enough to engage in melee!"
"Why are you... Fat Mike? What's going on?! Why are you att... hey, you bit me!"
"There you can see two men, one uncivilised vs one sexist sack of crap, locked in a struggle for their lives."
"Chet would like to take this moment to explain the benefits of equality in the colony and why he supports it."
"Quiet Chet. The native is laying in with the knife and eating an ear. Let's get closer so we can see all the blood."
The TV gets turned off.
"It goes on like that for 53 more minutes but I don't think it will help my case if you watch all of it."
"This is terrible! I'm cancelling your little program! Nobody will believe any 'lies' about me."
"Maybe not but Chet got proof so unless you want the rest of the colony to see the first episode of 'Muffalo Calf or Mayor Trivia Challenge Show' I think you will let me do my thing."
"Chet... Where is he? I ordered you both to be here."
"Oh, he's in the med centre filming our medical drama. 'Treated or Eaten.' The doctor assures me he will wait for us to be a few episodes in before he eats anyone but you never know."
The way you set it up. First it's called the plowing match, to get the dirtier of us thinking in a certain bent, then you tell us he smells of muffalo. XD
This sounds like what actually happens happen on a colony of rimworld.
Meanwhile in the med centre.
"Hello, and welcome to the first episode of 'Treated or Eaten.' I am your host Chet Manly"
"Now are you sure the mayor is ok with this?"
"Yes, doctor. Sari and I made sure we had his full support. Now please, go about your work like I'm not here."
"Very well then."
"Here we have the doctor treating Fat Mike for two gunshot wounds to the torso and one to the leg."
"You bastard! What did I ever do to you?"
"Not so much me as what you did to Sari."
"Sari?! All I did was... AHHHH!!! Damn it doc! I thought we had sedatives!"
"Well, they wouldn't react well to the chems in your system. The mixture would cook you alive and give you a terrible aftertaste so I'd like to avoid that."
"How would he taste right now doctor?"
"Taste?! Damn you, doctor, I'm not..." *muffled yells*
"He obviously has a high body fat index but most of that is from Berries so put sugar on some fatty ground beef and you have an idea."
*muffled yells* "...I'm not dead yet! Just do your job so I can get out of this place."
"I will go check on Figgs. Also, Fat Mike, you shouldn't judge the doctor's dietary preferences too much. Considering you took a few bites out of Figgs and ate his ear."
"What?!"
"Moving on to the recovery bed. We have Figgs here. How do you feel Figgs?"
"How do I feel?!" *cough* "My throat almost got bitten out. My ear is currently digesting..."
"Found it!" The doctor shouted holding up a mangled ear while still elbow deep in Fat Mike.
"Doesn't look like that will get reattached, though."
"Damn you and Sari! I make one suggestive move on her and she has it in for me forever."
"If I recall you were the one who told her..."
"I know what I told her! I don't need that broadcast to the whole colony."
Quote "Maybe you might attract more men if you acted more like a woman. Clean my room and get in my bed and we will see how that helps you." End Quote.
"You realise every woman in the colony is going to hate me now."
"I really think that's already the case. But if it wasn't Sari wanted to make sure."
"Are you done yet?! I need rest!"
"Almost. Are any of these bites the doctors?"
Colorful cast, rimworld related jokes that aren't to over the top, canabelistic doctor. You may have something here. Keep up the good work :)
Thank you! I was wondering if anyone was actually reading this anymore. Might get going on the next episode.
Darn it. Saw your name as the last poster and rushed over. Oh well, I'll keep waiting.
"So what you are telling me is sounding less like a love triangle and more along the lines of you stalking a married woman and not picking up on the subtle hints from her husband who is actually threatening you," Chet explains.
"No, he..." Rudolph starts.
"He said that accidents will happen and he will keep near you to make sure nothing too bad happens. That means he will make sure those bad things will happen but avoid committing outright murder. Not that he's trying to protect you and make you feel safe near him."
"That doesn't..."
"It does. Knock it off."
"Chet! With me now!" Sari yells after bursting through the door and running off as abruptly as she entered.
"Thank the gods!" Chet mutters as he gets up and leaves.
Chet catches up to Sari and followers her out of the living quarters into the main road.
"So did you get anything good?" She asks.
"No, turns out there is no love triangle in hydroponics so much as an oblivious stalker. I think if the woman wasn't married to a pacifist there would have been a murder to film instead of living idiot."
"Damn, well put him on the 'accident' list for later. Right now we got to get to the market square."
"A trader arrived?! Maybe they have a remote camera we can pick up. One in my hand is easy enough most of the time but I'd like something to take my place if we got to stake out the Muffalo pen again."
"Fine but first we need to film the mayor. Dickens is sick so he will be doing the trading."
They arrive at the market in time to see the arriving traders setting up their wares. The mayor shows up in his finery and suspiciously eyes Sari.
"Welcome to our town once again! I'm afraid Dickens has gotten a bad case of food poisoning from some old muffalo milk. Hopefully, we can work out a deal together."
"Old milk? Where did all the fresh milk go I wonder?" Sari asked giving the mayor an odd look.
"Low production this month..." Chet zoomed in on the mayor's response.
"Interesting..." Sari drew out the word long enough for the mayor to get the hint.
"Well, we came all this way I would hope to get some trading done." The visiting trader interrupted not getting the context of the exchange.
"Indeed!" Exclaimed the mayor trying to get down to business.
"We understand you have a lot of wool this year."
"Very much so! That is one source of production that is higher than ever!"
"Good, what goods are you interested in?"
The mayor starts to list off items from a paper prepared by Dickens who knew full well the mayor had no idea what the colony actually needed.
"And this camera!" Chet shouts holding up a handheld camera.
*cough* "Yes that camera as well..." the mayor added reluctantly.
After the trading, Sari took Chet to the bar to talk while he fussed over his new camera.
"Well, that was fun but not much content. Without Dickens doing the trading we got screwed out of a lot of silver. Granted it will make the mayor look bad but I feel it's missing something." Sari sighed.
"We can always show the footage to Dickens himself. He's been puking his guts out for four days so I'm sure his language will be colourful and very undiplomatic."
"Perfect! Grab some nose plugs and meet me in medical!"
This is great, have you considered getting your skits published?
I would like to publish something. Maybe not something based on someone elses IP but yes. Ideally Id like to find an artist to draw for me doing a webcomic. Otherwise Im writing some other things but it will be a while before they are finished.
RWTV is basically all just thought up on the fly.
Haha, this is great, you're pretty creative and clever on the storytelling ;D Such a kinky perv that Mayor!
Leaving medical.
"That was less than what I had hoped," Chet commented
"Agreed. let's save the vomiting footage for next time we have an 'election' and need to rebut anything the mayor says." Sari concurred.
Strolling quietly through the settlement a voice starts shouting.
"Help! Some kind of strange bugs have broken through in the mines!" The miner shouted not bothering to stop as he passed by.
"I'm getting my gun." Sari decided. "Go get Rudolph and tell him you got a chance for him to show how manly he is to the woman he's stalking."
"Oh, this is going to be fun." Chet relished as he darted back to hydroponics.
Entering the mines Sari kept her shotgun ready as she followed the directions of other frightened miners. Inside she quickly found the town Militia at the entrance of one tunnel.
"Careful Sari. Strange bugs are in there and it's not..." Sheriff Philburt paused as he saw Chet strapping a camera to the side of Rudolph's head. "...very bright inside. Safe enough though if you bring a lamp."
"Good call!" Sari put a miner's helmet on Rudolph and flicked it on.
Chet gave a manly nod and a thumbs up to Rudolph before pushing him into the tunnel. He was viewing the camera input from a datapad and everyone watched. Slowly he made his way towards the noise to discover a massive wriggling hive surrounded by insects the size of dogs and a larger one the size of a wild boar. Rudolph began to wet himself and scream but the mega scarab was on him before he could turn. The view on the camera panned away as the screaming turned bloody.
"Damn it! Pan left damn you! By the void gods, you will get back on track!" Sari yelled.
Slowly with many sudden jerks, the camera was soon viewing the bloody face of the horrible maw now feasting on the innards of Rudolph. Sari gasped in panic clasping her hands over her mouth.
"Oh no!" She whispered in panic.
"What?" Chet asked.
"My shouting. Can you filter it out of the audio track so they won't hear it?"
"Oh yeah, that stuff is easy."
Sari sighed with relief and relaxed. "Oh good."
They continued to watch the bugs feast until several more militia showed up with incinerators. Chet and Sari watched as they discovered their new camera was also fireproof. Quickly the bugs and what was left of Rudolph were burnt away and the mines made safe.
Later on that day, the settlement gathered to lay to rest the remains of Rudolph.
"We are gathered here to say goodbye to..." The mayor spoke. "to... um... Rudy." His aid Stephen whispered in his ear the correction "Rudolph! Heh, I was close. Who gave his life so that we could study the insect hive before we killed them without anyone else getting injured. His friends would like to say a few words" The mayor stepped away from the microphone.
Nobody moved and nobody spoke, merely looking about to see if anyone else did. When it was clear that nobody would the mayor shrugged at the undertaker who flipped the burnt bloody remains into the hole before filling it in.
Poor Rudolph. He needed to level up his social and not spend so much time in the theater.
What!? No trip to the doctor with the burnt ashes? You missed out on a good opportunity their. Lol. But good reading still ;D
When someone is reduced to burnt remains its a bit late for a visit to the doctor. Also it would be too well done for his tastes.
just trying to decide on what to do for the next chapter
With the funerary services ended, the colonists went back to work. For most people that meant tending to the crops or animals. The skilled few as craftsmen worked to make new goods while the artists immortalized colonists in statues. Or in the case of Sari, on film.
"Break is over Chet. We need something new and fresh."
"We are the only people putting anything on the air. We could film grass growing and it would qualify. Heck, some people might really like something that relaxing."
"They can go outside to do that crap. I think we should..."
Several loud bangs in the sky caused the whole colony to look up to see drop pods arriving. A single pod wasn't unusual but this was a cluster of them. That meant a raid.
"Pirate raid!" Someone called out.
Sari and Chet bolted for the armory. As the first pods were landing Chet was getting his hands on a charge rifle while Sari went for a shotgun. They burst back into the daylight ready to fight and saw the new arrivals waving hello.
"Hi there! We are traders looking to buy up some supplies for our trip home." The one in front spoke.
"Seriously?! You come in drop pods just to trade? What's wrong with you people?" Sari exclaimed.
"Oh well you see it's a long trip and rather than walk all the way here and back we just wanted to take the fast way here."
"I see..."
"We brought plenty of silver and gold."
Sari noticed the sacks of precious metal, "Well ok then." Sari smiled before yelling, "You pirate scum will never take us as slaves!"
The man looked surprised and confused when Sari fired into his face, putting him down. The rest of the colony who had responded opened fire and quickly the 'raiders' were cut down. Once the shooting was over the mayor's aid came forward.
"What happened? What were you talking about before? What's in the bags?"
"Slavers, said we had to pick a dozen to be taken as slaves and they wanted food for their trip home."
"I see, and the bags?"
"Chains. To restrain people with. Chet and I can smelt them down, no need to disrupt other people's jobs any more than the fight already has."
"Oh very well." Stephen left and Chet walked over.
"So I am guessing we want to cut the footage of him and you talking?"
"Maybe, might be able to dub over his voice and put words in his mouth. But right now you need to help me get all this silver and gold into a safe spot."
"Buying yourself a house?"
"I'm going to build myself a whole studio. And a bar."
"So you killed, and got killed, a bunch of innocent, if slightly idiotic, traders, just to fund your fantasy."
"I prefer to think of it as collecting 'Idiot Tax'."
Well that escalated quickly, liking the story so far cant wait for what's next
Sari is deconstructing the colony. She needs to be imprisoned. Nobody will step up against her. This is not going to end well!
I almost want to purchase the "Name in Game" bundle to get Sari put in. This is great!
- P.S. could you describe what Sari and Chet look like?
Quote from: Poet on December 14, 2016, 01:30:10 PM
I almost want to purchase the "Name in Game" bundle to get Sari put in. This is great!
- P.S. could you describe what Sari and Chet look like?
Lana Kane and Cyril Figgis from the show Archer. Thats who Im thinking of.
One of my favorite shows. Does their broadcasting network happen to be called ISIS?
This miniseries is so fun to read, I wish that this could be a story told into Rimworld!
I had thought of doing it as a webcomic but it would take forever to set up everything correctly vs just writing it down.
MOAR! ;D
Damnit Jimmy! Now I need to wait a few months for you to post anything. Still waiting for you to post another comic.
Damn, I wasnt even sure anyone actually read my stuff. I really do need to get more of my comic done. I found an artist for a new story that we are working on but my original is still fun, I just hate how long it takes to make them with my limited patience and artistic ability.
please write on, this story is by far one of my favourites
I would probably leave comments on your comics but I am too lazy to make another account for commenting.
I have too many anyways.
"So Chet, get all your stash buried?" Sari asked as she opened up another beer.
"Yes, a lot of money but we can't spend it all yet anyways so it's for the best."
"Yea, you made the right call. What should we film now?"
"I caught sight of the guys working on something outside using the parts from the drop pods."
"Sounds like it could go horribly wrong, let's check it out!"
Sari and Chet left the bar and headed off to where the craftsmen were beginning to fuel up a pod launcher. Some other men seemed to be filling the pod with cargo.
"Hey, Dickens! What's going on? Glad you are feeling better."
"Thanks Sari, we radioed a friendly settlement and talked about using pods instead of caravans to transport goods between us. This is the test launch."
"Should be good footage?"
"Sure, if something goes wrong then at least it will look cool."
They stood back at a safe distance and watched the pod ignite its engine and blast off towards the distant settlement.
"So what did we load that thing with?" Chet asked Dickens.
"Well, we weren't sure if it would survive but we wanted to test its weight capacity to see how far it would go. So since we weren't using any of the uranium we had, figured it would make good ballast."
"My science is a little rusty..." Sari started to say as the pod left visual range. "...but the idea of launching uranium on something that can explode at a settlement of people doesn't seem like a very safe thing to do."
"We rigged it so that if anything went wrong, it wouldn't explode."
"Well that's a relief." Sari sighed.
"Indeed, if anything the modifications would cause it to implode."
"Wait... what?" Sari asked a moment before a brilliant flash of light on the horizon blinded them all for a few moments until it faded away.
Slowly, as their vision returned they could see a giant cloud forming in the distance in the shape of a mushroom. Chet was about to ask what happened when a massive shockwave hit them and sent everyone flying for several meters before hitting the ground hard.
I've missed these, good to see them back out.
If your thumb is bigger than the nuclear mushroom, you're safe!
Quote from: Thyme on January 27, 2017, 02:17:24 AM
If your thumb is bigger than the nuclear mushroom, you're safe!
Radiation travels further than the blast radius. They are all fucked of they don't get into the mines.
Also they just nuked an ally. FUN!
Sari lit the dim lamp and started the camera recording.
"Day 17, The fallout has killed all the local wildlife. They mayor sent out everyone to gather the corpses before succumbing to toxic buildup. Many people did not survive."
"Day 22, The meat harvested from the animals is causing many to get sick from the toxic meat. I don't know why nobody knew this would happen."
"Day 43, Food riots in hydroponics has caused six deaths. At least the rations will last longer now."
"Day 65, Storm outside today, lightning strikes have blasted our solar panels apart and caused the wind turbines to collapse. If we hadn't a geothermal plant in the mountain we would be without power."
"Day 77, The toxic meat has caused many to go mad and force us to put them down. Chet was found eating his own arm, I had to kill him."
"Day 102, The halls are deserted, so many dead, their corpses line the halls, rotting away, so few of us remain."
"Day 123, The others have finally snapped, they are gathering weapons and coming for me. They don't speak anymore, just chant in gibbering madness. I have a gun. I will end them."
"Day 123 entry 2, I've been shot, I killed the last of the others but I am hurt. Damn mayor really held on."
"Day 131, I am infected and soon to die, whoever sees these recordings should know, everyone in this colony deserved to die, leave now while you can, this whole place is DOOMED!"
"Day 137, I..."
"Damn it Sari! Get out here and help us haul in supplies before the fallout hits us! What the hell are you doing? Why are you dressed so raggedly?" Chet shouted from the doorway.
"Shut up Chet! I am making survival journals in case this turns out to be really boring."
;D I really lol'd at the last one.
*goes back to lurking*
this is amazing, hope it isn't dead now.
"Day 2, I have gone mad and will end the lives of everyone soon." Sari muttered loudly.
"You know Sari," Chet spoke up. "I appreciate you being more honest with your logs this time, but isn't this a bit of an overreaction."
"Look, I get that some people didn't like my fictional journals..."
"Everyone was upset and angry, except for the doctor, he thought they were hilarious."
"But, that doesn't mean they should be able to tell me what to do. Being stuck in here limits my creative options."
"Their only request was something happy and uplifting. I get that's rather difficult inside a mountain but still... there is a wide gulf between being as positive as you can, and the monstrous insanity of your journals."
"Granted, but unless you have some ideas, I can only contemplate murder."
"We can always just interview people and ask them what keeps them going."
"You mean placate everyone by letting them see themselves on television?"
"Yes, exactly. Also, if anyone has problems with it, they can go after the person you are talking with, instead of you."
"Good call!"
One round of interviews later, Sari was tweaking, ready to kill the next person to tell her they were taking it one day at a time. Nobody had anything useful to say and she bristled at how much people enjoyed seeing themselves on the television saying the same things as everyone else.
"I know you aren't happy Sari, but people are enjoying this more than your stuff. Sometimes you gotta make people happy if you want them to tolerate the other things you do."
"Chet, we have been underground for six days and have been running these interviews non-stop. I need to talk with new people."
"Well good news, some idiots have been out wandering in the fallout and thought attacking a wall of turrets was a good idea. The turrets made short work of them and now we have a prisoner. Doc patched her up and says she can have visitors."
"Do they want 'ME' to talk her into joining?"
"God no, they don't want you anywhere near her. But they also didn't post a guard at her door so..."
"So let's go tell her we won't stop her if she breaks free. With any luck she's a brawler who can toss around a few people. Interviewing people after they get their asses kicked is always fun to watch."
I had half written the next part, thanks for posting, reminded me to finish it. Its been a long time. Im glad others still read it. Just noticed id been spelling Shari instead of Sari, fixed. Let me know of any other spelling mistakes.
If anyone has the ability to animate or draw, id love to do a visual series on RW
you could maybe talk to SrGrafo on the Rimworld discord or on his discord RimworldMe, you can search him up on tumbler as well so maybe he would like to help?
i don't know i haven't talked to him in a while. you could always talk to him about it tho.
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Good to see this is still going though. Great series.
really good series can wait for the another one.
In the temporary mayor's office.
"Sari damnit! 16 people are being treated for injuries!" The Mayor shouted.
"I didn't help her escape, she jumped the guard." Sari responded.
"You could have stopped her!"
"I did stop her!"
"You could have stopped her before all those injuries!"
"Untrue, I didn't have what I needed until after then."
"You stopped her with booze! Something I think you can agree is unlikely for you to NOT have at all times."
"Fair enough, but you can't tempt someone with a hip flask the way an arm full of bottles does. Either way, she agreed to join the colony. Nobody died, nobody is so injured that they can't escape the doctor, so we came out ahead."
"There will be a lot of bad blood, the only person willing to go near her will be you."
"That's fine, I like her, she's hilarious!"
"All she did was attack 16 people!"
"And that's hillarious! Seriously, did you not watch the footage?"
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Kinda small but I didnt feel like there was more to add to this bit without making it tedious.
Anyy suggestions for the new girls name?
Injured 16 people? Bull, or maybe Muffalo.
I plan to add more as the mood strikes me, but wanted to mention I have launched https://jimmyagent007.wordpress.com/ for my writing.
A distance from the colony...
"I refuse to believe that moving such a short distance from the colony is all we needed to do to avoid the fallout!" Sari shouted.
"What's weird is that we moved towards the blast site." Chet responded.
One of the pack Muffalo grunted, almost sounding like he agreed.
"With any luck, it will be gone when we get back." Feisty added.
"I think we need more luck on our trip if you are the one doing the trading." Sari countered.
"Fair enough," Feisty agreed. "But nobody wanted either of us stuck underground with them anymore and you are NOT the social type."
"Also fair." Sari admitted.
"I'm here because people enjoy the sight of you two far away from them!" Chet announced, followed by the Muffalo carrying the broadcast equipment. "Also, let's face it, my filming is about the only thing keeping us all from being banished. And by us, I mean you two."
Sari flashed an evil glare at Chet.
Chet put the camera away for now, turning on the hidden one in his hat.