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forcegalactic) wrote2015-05-30 09:18 am
forcegalactic) wrote2015-05-30 09:18 am
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Mysidian Discovery, July 27th
Video games are a hobby that can be enjoyed by all ages, especially those from societies where technology is a pretty dang big deal. Why not take a break?
Unfortunately, it seems that all they have are old-fashioned arcade and puzzle games. No RPGs. Galactic Empire Simulator V is looong out of the Mysidian's scope. There aren't even characters with personalities he can write for. He doesn't want to vocally complain after all the work they put into it, but playing yet another platformer will be the opposite of fun.
So off he goes to the information booth to give his suggestions and a nudge further along the evolution of video games.
"So, for example, I was thinkin' about games more for the relaxed crowd. Nothin' fast paced, maybe closer to exploration? Make a dungeon, put the player in it, have 'em explore and fight monsters. Heck, make it text-based!"
The poor Elezen at the booth doesn't even know what to do. She writes down some of what he says, thinking she can push these notes off to her boss of the programmers.
Mini Trano Golsaucia, July 28th and 29th
Meetings and attempts and encouraging people to keep on trucking is exhausting. This old man needs a break, and he'll spend most of it at knocking down cans.
This was a lot easier when he could shoot lasers out of his chest, but he can't give up. There goes the ball...and it grazes past a can, only managing to nudge it.
The stand attendant has noticed his poor luck. She wishes she could tell him that he shouldn't waste his money, but...this is the Trano Golsaucia part. They want everyone to give him all there money. She stays silent.
"Okay, okay, I'm gonna try this again. Gotta get my throwin' arm ready!" He jokes, and pays for another round.
Space Saloon, every July 27th to August 02 during Fireworks
Considering how much he was bothered by the fireworks in Aqures Tosf, you'd expect Mordecai to complain about being forced to stay up late night after night. This wasn't the case this year, as he had not come in from a fierce battle, traded words with Kalki, and had to suffer crushed ribs until someone was kind enough to heal his wounds. Now that he's properly well rested, he can enjoy the festivities like a normal person.
Every night, he has his best beer kegs out on the counter: bottomless beer every midnight until 1 in the morning, all for 1000 gil!
This is great for business. Noisy, but a ludicrous business plan.
Video games are a hobby that can be enjoyed by all ages, especially those from societies where technology is a pretty dang big deal. Why not take a break?
Unfortunately, it seems that all they have are old-fashioned arcade and puzzle games. No RPGs. Galactic Empire Simulator V is looong out of the Mysidian's scope. There aren't even characters with personalities he can write for. He doesn't want to vocally complain after all the work they put into it, but playing yet another platformer will be the opposite of fun.
So off he goes to the information booth to give his suggestions and a nudge further along the evolution of video games.
"So, for example, I was thinkin' about games more for the relaxed crowd. Nothin' fast paced, maybe closer to exploration? Make a dungeon, put the player in it, have 'em explore and fight monsters. Heck, make it text-based!"
The poor Elezen at the booth doesn't even know what to do. She writes down some of what he says, thinking she can push these notes off to her boss of the programmers.
Mini Trano Golsaucia, July 28th and 29th
Meetings and attempts and encouraging people to keep on trucking is exhausting. This old man needs a break, and he'll spend most of it at knocking down cans.
This was a lot easier when he could shoot lasers out of his chest, but he can't give up. There goes the ball...and it grazes past a can, only managing to nudge it.
The stand attendant has noticed his poor luck. She wishes she could tell him that he shouldn't waste his money, but...this is the Trano Golsaucia part. They want everyone to give him all there money. She stays silent.
"Okay, okay, I'm gonna try this again. Gotta get my throwin' arm ready!" He jokes, and pays for another round.
Space Saloon, every July 27th to August 02 during Fireworks
Considering how much he was bothered by the fireworks in Aqures Tosf, you'd expect Mordecai to complain about being forced to stay up late night after night. This wasn't the case this year, as he had not come in from a fierce battle, traded words with Kalki, and had to suffer crushed ribs until someone was kind enough to heal his wounds. Now that he's properly well rested, he can enjoy the festivities like a normal person.
Every night, he has his best beer kegs out on the counter: bottomless beer every midnight until 1 in the morning, all for 1000 gil!
This is great for business. Noisy, but a ludicrous business plan.