![]() ![]() From there, you build up defenses, everything from sandbags to auto-turrets, and also go about the tricky task of managing each of your individual colonists. I personally like the random storyteller (Randy Random), as he adds quite a bit of unpredictability to the proceedings.Īs previously described, as with any survival game, you have your colonists gather resources and quickly erect a starter base. The storyteller sets the game’s overall pacing and difficulty. You can set the game maps size, type of landing zone biome (complete with temperature ranges), as well as the tone of the game’s storyteller. You can choose to begin the game with either a single wealthy colonist, five refugees on the run with minimal resources, or my favorite (and the “classic RimWorld experience”), three crash landed comrades with an average amount of starting supplies. This scenario transpired in my most recent game of RimWorld, and if it’s any indicator, it is one heavy game. In his belligerent state, he smashed Amiko’s sculpture to pieces, forever signifying that their destiny with happiness had forever been dashed. He went berserk while visiting Amiko’s grave site, and bolted over to their nearby wedding site. This in turn caused Yuri to become a mental wreck and wander around aimlessly.Ī few days later, Terry also succumbed to his own form of madness. Although Yumi would gradually make a recovery, despite Terry’s most valiant medical efforts, Amiko tragically passed away. Meanwhile, their loyal pet Kaizo was killed in the frenzied fracas. Amiko was heavily wounded, as was her mother Yumi (who was a pacifist). Amiko rushed forward slicing and dicing with her plasteel blade as she always did, while Terry shot at their foes from afar.Īlthough they did eventually prevail against the motley crew of malcontents, the battle took a heavy toll. Kaizo, now a trained attack animal, drew first blood, ripping into the blood-thirsty gang of bushwhackers. In retaliation for killing off a previous wave of bandits, a larger group of from the same gang suddenly attacked. They placed the sculpture right next to the chosen wedding spot, which wasn’t far from the walls of the colony. Soon, Terry and Amiko had a wedding date set, and Amiko created her grandest sculpture of all as a tribute to the upcoming ceremony. So, a new larger room was built with a double bed for the new couple, and one of their bedrooms in turn was converted into a prison cell to house any captured bandits. This in turn led to Amiko falling for Terry. Terry, the trio’s medic, was always there by her side in order to treat her ailments. Amiko’s penchant for up-close and personal combat caught up with her a couple of times though, and she’d end up in the colony’s infirmary for infected wounds sustained in combat, from time to time. Their defenses were solid, however, and it didn’t hurt that Terry was a crack shot with their hunting rifle and Amiko had surprisingly good melee skills. ![]() Heck, he’d even put the moves on her while she was busy trying to concentrate on one of her latest sculptures, but she’d always rebuffed his advances.Įventually, they were attacked by several consecutive bands of roving bandits. He’d hit on her at night, he’d hit on her in the daytime, he hit on her while he was hauling resources back home to one of the storage rooms. One thing was for certain however, and that was that Terry had the hots for Amiko. The three lived in relative peace, harvesting materials and food, erecting solar panels, and researching various new technologies. The three quickly set up a starter colony base, complete with storage rooms for food as well as manufactured items and found resources, kitchen area, separate bedrooms, and a garden. My colonists were Terry, a middle-aged, former underground miner from a peasant class background, Amiko, an 18 year old spoiled yet artistic child star with an infectious personality, and Amiko’s mother, Yumi, who was a crack gardener. This time, I thought things could turn out for the better. I’d tried other drops in arid, desert, tundra, and even temperate woodland biomes, but not a one of my previous colonies had survived past a couple of months. In my god-like omnipotence, I saw fit to have my three beginning colonists’ crash land in a tropical rain forest, this time around. ![]()
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