CURRENT MAP :
CURRENT GAME SCORE :
Left to right,
Starfleet Command - arthur_tuxedo
Klingon Empire - dalton
Borg Collective - nephtys
Tholian Assembly - alan bolte
United Federation of Planets - uranium235
Dominion - guppyshark
Romulan Star Empire - trogdor
Ferengi Commerce Authority - brianeyci
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I've created the game to give people time to sign up for PBW. Assuming nobody objects to AST Mod, I set the game to that.
PBW is easy to use. Sign up, don't be shy, ip sucks and nobody is going to open your zip files, wait for your turns, hassle for turns and so on, when there's an automatic system out there. Well nobody but an insane person. I don't want to open 8 e-mails every day, unzip them and execute the turn, all manually.
http://seiv.pbw.cc
http://www.astempire.net/startrek/STM.html
The turns will be 24 hours for two weeks, then 36 hours for two weeks, then move onto 72 hours. Time commitment is roughly 15-30 minutes every turn. If you miss a turn the AI will play for you, so you don't need to worry if you miss the odd turn.
It will be my first time administering a SE:IV game in over a year. I used to administer about six. It's a piece of cake, but the problem with it is trust. I want to play, but since I'm the administrator I'll have the game master password and can open the game file and look at any of your turns.
Solutions,
- Find somebody who has SE:IV who doesn't want to play to administer the game other than me.
- I give everybody the password, so if I can cheat everybody can cheat and nobody will cheat.
- You trust me.
When the game starts, I intend to "cheat" once and open the file to see where everybody is, then post an image up in this thread and show everybody's location relative to others. That way, you can talk to the other person, either in character or out of character, and form alliances, buddy system, so on. It gets rid of some of the exploration aspect but adds in an RP aspect. Of course nothing forbids you from declaring war with everybody in the galaxy, but oh well. I also need to open the map file to see if there's any space monsters that will ruin the game for us.
For races, I don't give a shit about what I am, except that I know everybody wants to be Romulans lol (Romulans are fucking cool). So I'll roll a d20 or something (or pick out of a hat) when everybody is signed up and select a race for everybody, unless they have a strong preference for a specific race. If there's a confict I'll flip a coin.
The game name is "SD.net AST Mod Game." Post your PBW name here so I know you're not just some random guy, and I'll let you in.
Hopefully we can start some roleplay in this thread once the game gets going.
<edit>Addendum you need the image modification as well as the latest patch for SE:IV Gold, v. 1.91 and v. 1.9.2.4 of AST Mod (don't worry about the version being different in PBW, I'll check/pm an admin if it's wrong), and also the image pack. All are below.
http://seiv.pbw.cc/Download/filelib/117 ... hgold4.zip
http://www.shrapnelcommunity.com/thread ... ber=376442
http://www.spaceempires.net/files/seiv/ ... 3.2005.exe
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<edit 2>I'm bored so here's the backstory, the long version.
Star Trek : Where, How and What the Fuck
You're the governor of a plush, out of the way world in your respective empire. All is well, all is good, until one day something wierd happens. You feel tingly all over, as if a transporter beam is beginning to seize you. If you're armed, you draw your weapon before you disappear, knowing that you'll rip someone a new one if they're fucking with you.
You appear in large room full of humanoid looking figures. They're indistinct, varied, many and awesome. You notice beside you other species from all over the galaxy, some you recognize, some you do not. They're all as shocked as you, and one of them is in a rather embarassing position. They stand up, and stare into the bleachers. The room is circular, with many benches for humanoids to sit on. The shadowy figures laugh, proclaim your stupidity. If you're angry you attempt to fire your weapon at them, but your weapon fizzles and doesn't respond. If you're patient you cross your arms, or whatever your tradition is, and wait. If you're going "what the fuck", you scream, but don't really do anything because something seems to be restraining you from hurting or interacting with the others around you.
Then, a luminous light appears off in the distance. A faint bit of laughter, then a voice.
"YOU PATHETIC WEAK CREATURES, YOU WHO DARE DECLARE YOUR SENTIENCE AND PROCLAIM YOUR POWER, YOU WHO DEFY THE SANCTITY OF THE GALAXY BY YOUR VERY EXISTENCE, YOU WILL BOW TO ME."
Then, unwillingly, your knees bend. Struggling makes it more painful. Some try, and scream as they finally fall to the ground, mostly in anger more than in pain.
"NOW, LET THE GAMES... BEGIN!" You disappear in another flash of light, and reappear back in your office, lair or significant other's arms. A beep, flash, signal or whatever your people use to signal an emergency blares, and a slimy toady comes in. "Sir, our entire planet has been teleported to an unknown galaxy and we don't have any fucking condoms left!"
So it begins...
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Brian
. I want time to build up a fleet and not just rely on small ships, small numbers of troops, weapons platforms and mines, before I invade somebody.</edit>
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