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Can't believe Stout the Oaf thought it would be a good time to try and woo the bride at her wedding. At any rate, this caused him to go into a daze and is now pouting outside of the chapel like a sad puppy  .

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So my revered master just made a beaut of a weapon, but I can't say I am not worried about his mental state.

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Hello all,

I have played through numerous colonies on Rimworld,this game is to addictive btw  , and I figured I would share my latest creation. A colony I am pretty happy with.

A few notes
- I did not use any mods this is pure vanilla
- I played on permadeath mode with no attempts at save scumming
- I did not use developer mode or any other such cheats
- Making yayo may not be the most profitable according to some reddit forums, but it is definitely the most fun. Viva la Pablo Escobar!!!


Anyways enjoy these screenshots!


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Tynan,

I know this game is already difficult enough as it is, but could there be some addition of a rudimentary sanitation system. For example you could zone areas for the 'dumping' of unspeakables, and have that filth flow through some sort of sewer system. This wouldn't just be an extra burden on the player however, you could use the filth for explosives or even for some sort of disgusting trap system that will break pirate morale before they even reach the base. But, if you don't keep up with it you can spawn anything from roaches to rats...just a thought.

Well guys this is a short story I came up with. This story will probably play as the prologue to my next Rimworld playthrough, with some of the characters making their way to their own Rimworld. If there is enough support I will continue the story. This story is probably rated R, although I attempted to censor it to appeal to a wider audience, probably now rated T for teen. Without further ado, please enjoy this short story which takes you through the eyes of the men who discovered my last doomed colony.

Captain Adrian Belrose looked out of the observation deck of his pride and joy The Phoenix. The gruff middle aged captain felt a tinge of fear as he gazed down upon yet another rim world. The great unknown reaches of space always stirred up a sense of foreboding within the otherwise calm officer. From the outside the captain struck an imposing figure, he had a well-groomed mid-size beard that completed the circuit between his ears. His eyes were slightly sunken and had developed tiny bruised bags under his dark eyes. A weather worn face was capped off with a slightly too large nose, and to top it all off he wore his oversized naval officer's cap. Every feature of Captain Belrose cried out experience and a myriad of life lessons. Yet even the captain balked at the unknown. A fear we all share.

"Captain, we are ready to begin the bombardment of the scarab infestation." First Lieutenant Madreaux stated with a firm commanding voice. The captain responded with his usual poise "Alright, warm up the gauss cannons. I want this clean and efficient." The well-trained gunnery crew quickly manipulated their control panels to activate the twin railed high velocity planetary bombardment cannon. The familiar whir of the kinetic energy generators permeated the spacious command deck. Soon two twin 2 kg depleted uranium slugs would be launched with astonishing force towards the surface of the planet. Captain Belrose hoped that this would be all that was needed to eliminate the infestation.

Earlier that day Lieutenant Madreaux had delivered the report from Fleet Command that an infestation had been detected by a trading vessel attempting to make contact with a group of stranded colonists. The captain hated the over-sized insects that now found their way into every dark nook and cranny in The Milky Way galaxy; he was also terrified of them. What the captain hid well was a one inch wide scar that diagonally crossed his torso, a badge he received from a mega spider in his earlier space marine days. Captain Belrose feared for the marines that he was about to send down to the planet's surface after the bombardment. Unfortunately there was only one way to ensure that the vile insect spawn were truly gone.

"Hey Kaplinski!" a booming shout competed with the deafening roar coming from the assault modules entry into the atmosphere.

"What do you want %$#@stick!" Kaplinski called back to the metallic power armored face of the squad's resident jerk, Shark.

"When you gonna grow a set of balls and become a dragoon!" Shark's gruff and slightly raspy voice was unusually clear even over the multitude of sounds pummeling the squad members.

"Eh, *&%$ off Shark!" Kaplinski replied, although Kaplinski was truly terrified of the thought of being a dragoon. A power armored psychopath who charged in to the fray with nothing more than a plasteel sword and a small energy shield.

Shark busted out into a raucous laughter before finally choking on his own spit, "hmmm...just as I thought you ain't got no balls Kaplinski!"

With that the computerized voice of the assault modules AI chimed on. "Prepare for exfil in 10...9...8." Kaplinski rubbed his sweaty hands on his fatigues, one hand grasping the gauss sniper rifle. "7...6....5...4." Kaplinski thought one more time of his distant homeworld, wishing he would have just stayed home like his father had wanted and been a farmer. "3...2...1" Boom! The assault module crashed into the surface of the planet. The recoil terrain impact absorbers sprung back on both sides of Kaplinski. Kaplinski was successfully stabilized by not only a slowed thruster assisted descent, but also a highly sophisticated system of gravity dampeners and mechanical shock absorbers. The door to the module blasted off into the distance and blinding light poured in through the doorway. Kaplinski raised his hand, futilely trying to block the rays of the resident sun.

"Get some motha' ^%$#@#!" screamed Shark as the clang of his massive boot slammed into the metal grate of the center of the assault module.  Dominic and Reyes, brothers from the Omega system, completed their ritual fist bumping and began heading for the door. Now it was Kaplinski's turn, already Shark was screaming out into the landscape, challenging anyone to come and fight him. Sooner or later he was going to get them killed. Kaplinski tenderly dropped out of the module flanked by the twins, their weapons ready for action, Shark, teeth bared guarded the front of the squad.  Massive mountains surrounded the squad, piercing the clouds above. Thankfully they had landed on a plateau one kilometer from the foothills of the nearest peak. The surrounding vegetation looked healthy, but had an uncommon brown tinge to it. Upon closer inspection Kaplinski could make out several pock marks on the nearest mountain, indicating the site of The Phoenix Rising's bombardment. Curiously there was also a raspberry bush not but five meters away, and once again Kaplinksi thought of home, eating fresh raspberries from his mom's garden on a hot summer day. The raspberries were one of Kaplinski's favorite memories. Kaplinski shook the thoughts from his head, steeling his mind for the battle to come.

"Alright guys let's make this neat" ordered Dominic, the squad leader, who had a sharp mind and a calm demeanor. Dominic's dark pock-marked face and misshapen nose were a constant distraction during mission briefings, he was uncommonly ugly. Dominic's unfortunate features were not a product of genetics, but more of a rough childhood. Nova Yed Prior, Dominic's homeworld, was plagued by a blight which claimed more than half of the world's population and left the survivors with hideous scars across their body. The misshapen nose was a product of a drunken brawl. Reyes was lucky enough to be born after a cure had been found and so was able to escape the disfiguring effects of the blight. Reyes was a stocky well-groomed man with the certain suave altitude you see in high end cocktail bars, but in reality he was a crude man with far too many dirty jokes in his repertoire. Dominic waved his hand forward, and Shark, squad in tow, began to make his way towards the mountainside.

Kaplinski kept his rifle lowered, not wishing to tire himself out before the battle, but maintained a high state of vigilance. Kaplinksi had uncommonly good eyesight, and was well suited for a marksman role. The squad moved quickly but with control towards their target. Shark paved the way forward, his heavy metal boots making a squelching sound upon every step in the soft soil beneath. Reyes held his flamethrower, nicknamed The Fat Lady, at the hip-ready position, scanning our left flank. And finally Dominic moved his charge rifle with his head, as if his weapon was an extension of himself, making a figure eight of the right flank. Kaplinski felt confident that they would be warned well ahead of time of an assault from the right and so focused his attention mainly to the center, left, and rear. They made short work of the one kilometer walk to the mountain base, and were now confronted with the first signs of the ill-fated colony.

A five meter high wall lay crumbled, socketed to the side of the mountain, obvious signs of excavation surrounding the now ruined wall's rubble. Shark called out, "Woo-Eee, those gunnery boys sure are packing some heat." Dominic responded with a hint of apprehension in his voice, "That's not from the railgun Shark...something else knocked this wall down." An inhuman cry pierced the air, ending with a low bass-filled hiss. "Oh ^%$# boss, I hate the sound of that" Reyes said barely being audible over the sound of his heat-resistant face mask. Shark and Dominic both began to scan the surrounding area frantically. They were still 150 meters from the ruined wall, and Kaplinski began to raise his weapon towards the dark crevice cut into the mountain. All at once a behemoth of a beast busted through the remains of the wall, claws outstretched and front legs reared up in a sign of aggression. The culprit of the blood-curdling cry now began to barrel down at the squad, but Kaplinski closed his eyes for a half-second, preparing for the perfect shot. The beast was gaining speed and Shark took a small unconscious step back. Kaplinski reopened his eyes, focused and ready, his weapon steady in front of him waiting for its moment to strike. The beast had covered 50 meters in a matter of seconds and Dominic, recoiling from shock, finally raised his weapon. Kaplinski let out his breath sighted at the upper part of the beast's opened mouth and fired. The shot rang clearly through the air, and half a second later the creature tripped and his momentum carried him forward his legs giving way in front of him. The shot had pierced the brain, and now the 4 meter high 3 meter wide arachnid was skidding across the ground head first before finally stopping 60 meters away from the squad. Shark looked back at Kaplinski, and Kaplinski knew that the dumb bastard's jaw must have been scraping the bottom of his face mask.

Dominic looked back at the sniper "Nice shot Kaplinski." Reyes responded to the miraculous shot with the sign of The Divinity, a spiral near the chest that ended in a fist, and Shark still stared dumbfounded. Kaplinski couldn't help but smile as the squad stood in astonishment at the incredible shot.

"Alright show's over guys we still got a job to do." Dominic said with lingering admiration in his voice. Dominic waved his hand towards the chitinous wreck, and began to speak into the comm console on his arm.

"Phoenix 6 this is Echo 6 Actual, we have made contact with one enemy paq....threat has been neutralized...over." A crackle of static and garbled words came back over the comm as they made their way to the corpse. Ten meters from the beast Dominic paused as if to collect his thoughts and surveyed the surrounding terrain. He seemed fixated on the light patch of trees that wrapped its way around the mountain to our north.

Reyes broke the silence "That looks like a megaspider."

"Yeah, a heavily modified one to...you ever see them with claws that big before?" Shark asked bluntly.

"Nah, man that thing been eating some serious kibble."

"Yeah, but still was no match for Kaplinski's pea-shooter!" Shark jogged over to the dead beast and slammed his over-sized metal fist into one of the eight eyes that now stared blankly, unblinking. Shark was rewarded with a jet of green juice in the face.

"Ah, what the*&%$!"

Reyes busted out into laughter and managed to say between breaths. "Man you gonna take her to dinner first!" With this Reyes slapped the side of The Fat Lady, feeling accomplished in his joke. Dominic shook his head and commanded. "Alright shut up! If there is one there is probably more...stay sharp!" Reyes immediately quenched his laughter and Shark finished cleaning the worst of the green slime from his face mask.

"Well looks like we have our way in." Shark said after a final flick of his wrist to disperse the slime from his power glove.

"No...let's try to find another way in that doesn't consist of a possible ambush." Dominic replied curtly.

"If you insist boss."

"I do...now squad form up. Let's head north thru them trees and see if we can't find the main door."

Dominic pointed his hand towards the copse of trees and the squad picked up its formation without missing a beat. As they put distance between themselves and the ruined wall, Kaplinski took another look back at the megaspider and shuddered.

Thirty minutes later, and after much tree and bush thrashing by a bitter Shark, the squad rounded a bend in the mountain. "Well would you lookee there." Shark pointed slightly to his right. "I think we found that entrance you wanted boss." Shark followed up.

Dominic held up his hand to halt the squad, and paused wordless for several seconds before dropping his hand again to move the squad forward. Shark set off on his brisk pace which caused Dominic to wave his hand parallel with the ground up and down to indicate for us to slow down, he also pointed his fingers at his eyes and then out towards the surrounding landscape. Kaplinski knew that this meant to be vigilant but it was entirely unnecessary since the squad was already on edge after their brush with the megaspider. Slowly the squad crept forward when the squawk of Dominic's comm echoed off the massive wall running along their right flank. Kaplinski could now make out the words just barely since the squad had tightened their formation.