Amputee Hellhole

[Idlemind79]

(Running Insominac and Panic, and Miscellaneous)

I "prepared carefully" and six well armed and educated colonists landed on the ice sheet.

Caves were dug, facilities setup, trade was was going well, and fresh recruits kept coming in to haul and clean leaving the colonists to research, craft, and battle.

Eventually though after a few years the skirmishes took their toll on the colonists. Many had missing bits and pieces, one even brain damaged. Things began really ramping things up. I made a note of what cybernetics I would need and it tallied a jaw, an eye, some brain surgery, 9 replacement arms, a few legs, and a couple exoskeletons.

And then came the realization that the wood sold off at the start was required for basic bionics. Trading with locals, and orbital ships proved fruitless, no wood to be found.

An indoor tree farm was created, late game, and while we waited for the trees to go many more of the original colonists losts more bits and pieces, some even both hands. Once the wood was finally available, nanotechnology had been researched. This took even longer to grow new nano weave but the colonists wanted only the finest prosthetics.

Only the brain damaged colonist laughed while the centipedes and scythers, in a large surprise raid, overcame the defenses and killed everyone, all they could do was sit up in their hospital beds and try to defend themselves with their stumps.

In the frozen north,
Wood > Gold
Peg Leg > No Leg

Anyways.. I love this game.. as I play it I get attached to my colonists and there is almost this dialogue going on between everyone in my mind. I started save scumming near the end to save them but it was just too late and eventually I had to let it run out. Poor bastards.

[MyNameIsSpyder]

A truely beautiful story, my friend.