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Kinda like a mix between SubWar 2050 and Vanguard. Simple graphics and blaster fun underwater.
The game is in no way complete but I thought you might like to have a quick battle anyway. I ran into a lot of tech problems with pathfinding and collisions late in the piece. Even the wall collisions which were working stopped working. Anyway – expect a post-build when I sort those out. Here ’tis.
Might take a while to get the hang of piloting a mech.
I’m going to make a small part of a larger game idea I’ve been thinking of for years.
SUPER EPIC ROBOT BATTLES.
You’re in the middle of a robot manufacturing plant, you only get one robot suit and you only get one way out… blast everything to bits.
Concept pic next.
Here’s a sketch of the play screen and my latest version of the fat man. I am just so average at art at the moment. I wish I could draw what I see in my head, but time for revisions later. Next I’m going to start drawing the city, and then to coding! I figure the little people will run around randomly and you click on them to shepherd them away from Fat Bumstead as he staggers down the street. He will try to pick up people with his knife and fork. For every person you get off the street you get 10 more seconds of play. It’s going to be survival so I’ll need to randomly generate the city blocks.
Mine’s about a big fat man called Theodore “Fat” Bumstead, bigger than an apartment block, on his way through town after town to eat all the children. “Get it ma belly” he roars, stomping down the street. The player starts with 10 seconds to direct the children out of the path of Fat Bumstead, and for every “flock” of children he “shepherds” away they get another 10 seconds to shepherd more. There are waves, but you get higher bonuses if you stay in the same wave longer.
I’m making it with perhaps Game Maker, or revert back to Unity with a 2D plugin. Music will be done on my Mac again with Garage Band. Images will be 2D sprites.
Oh and when the timer runs out, out comes the “brown cloud” from Fat Bumstead which “gases” everyone left in the streets.