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Quoted By: >>43271927 >>43272472
Hi, guys.
I just started working on an RPG and would like some brainstorming, first reaction stuff. Have you played something similar, knows of a game that does this already?
Description:
Father knows best, this has been beaten into you for your entire life. HE gave your food to eat, HE gave your cloths on your back and a leaky roof over your head. Most importantly, HE taught you the skills you need to survive and care for your family. The world is dark and cold, the city twice so, and for an orphan, it is a deathtrap. Father bought you or got you for free, who knows. He reared you the become his tool, kept you from the hands of the lawmen, the press-gangs and pimps so that you instead could serve him as a thief, as a spy, and if need be: his killer. You hate Father for this, and love him, and hate him, and love him.
In the warren, there is a single rule: Father knows best. He says what goes and what does not fly. You leave the family when he says so and no sooner. You get too old, and you are out. You find food, you share, even with the youngest. All loot goes to Father. You break the rules, you face Father’s wrath, or you leave the family forever.
Wellcome to the family. You little monster.
I just started working on an RPG and would like some brainstorming, first reaction stuff. Have you played something similar, knows of a game that does this already?
Description:
Father knows best, this has been beaten into you for your entire life. HE gave your food to eat, HE gave your cloths on your back and a leaky roof over your head. Most importantly, HE taught you the skills you need to survive and care for your family. The world is dark and cold, the city twice so, and for an orphan, it is a deathtrap. Father bought you or got you for free, who knows. He reared you the become his tool, kept you from the hands of the lawmen, the press-gangs and pimps so that you instead could serve him as a thief, as a spy, and if need be: his killer. You hate Father for this, and love him, and hate him, and love him.
In the warren, there is a single rule: Father knows best. He says what goes and what does not fly. You leave the family when he says so and no sooner. You get too old, and you are out. You find food, you share, even with the youngest. All loot goes to Father. You break the rules, you face Father’s wrath, or you leave the family forever.
Wellcome to the family. You little monster.
