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Hey, I'm a software developer who also happens to work with kentona. I enjoy a spectra of video game genres, but I'm mostly attracted to RPGs. Retro and JRPG are the main thing, but I play others too. Otherwise, pretty much the only games I don't enjoy are serious racing games, and serious sport titles.
I enjoy collecting, and playing, games from the NES up until now, but I'm most proud of my SNES and Playstation 2 collections. Big Earthbound fan. I love music, especially VG OSTs, but suck at anything music theory related. (just like how I love RTS games, but suck at them horribly)
I write as a hobby as well, and occasionally consider painting. I try my hand sometimes at programming my own games from scratch, and making rpg maker titles.
Mostly, aside from work and home life, I read, and play video games. My goal in life is to finish as many of the ones I own before I die. Not sure I'll be able to, but I'll try.
(NOTE TO SELF - IF YOU NEED CHARACTERS GENERATED, USE THIS:
http://tkool.kagati.com/en/maker_girl)
I enjoy collecting, and playing, games from the NES up until now, but I'm most proud of my SNES and Playstation 2 collections. Big Earthbound fan. I love music, especially VG OSTs, but suck at anything music theory related. (just like how I love RTS games, but suck at them horribly)
I write as a hobby as well, and occasionally consider painting. I try my hand sometimes at programming my own games from scratch, and making rpg maker titles.
Mostly, aside from work and home life, I read, and play video games. My goal in life is to finish as many of the ones I own before I die. Not sure I'll be able to, but I'll try.
(NOTE TO SELF - IF YOU NEED CHARACTERS GENERATED, USE THIS:
http://tkool.kagati.com/en/maker_girl)
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I Think I Figured Out What Kikiyama Used To Make Yume Nikki's Music
Now I want to play YN just so I can properly appreciate your hard work.
Though I 100% feel that obsession level. I spent like a whole week trying to recreate THIS SPECIAL EFFECT:
Though I 100% feel that obsession level. I spent like a whole week trying to recreate THIS SPECIAL EFFECT:
The Best/Worst Ironic or Meme Game You've Ever Played
I would like to reply to this thread with something contributing, but I find I don't think I've ever really played something like you're describing!
Hexatona writes terrible erotic fanfiction of random RMNers and Video Game Characters and nobody can stop him
Yiff Nebula in..! Furrbidden Planet
In all the world, in all of space - there is but one place none dare go! And that is the Furrbidden Planet - home to the most dangerous adventuring dungeon that glitzy, kitschy, tchotchke hucking corporations and a long series of poor decisions have to offer!
But that's NOTHING for SPACE HERO YIFF NEBULA. Who presently finds himself descending the stairs into said dungeon, ending in a rather clean and smooth white room, with a statuesque beauty sitting behind a desk.
"Welcome, stranger!" the staggering beauty began, in a surprisingly practiced tone for someone who should see far less practice considering this is supposed to be a forbidden planet. "Have you come to brave... the dungeon?"
"Well, yes and no!" Yiff began, twisting off his SPACE HELMET. "This little brave beauty will be going in my stead!" He clapped twice, sharply, and a small dog girl barely five and a half feet tall walked around to stand before him. "This is my SPACE SLAVE, Delsin. Say Hi."
"Hi," she said.
The secretary sized her up and down. "Well, space slave, be honest with me here.
How big of a dick have you ever taken?"
Delsin thought a minute, completely unfazed by the question, and placed her hands a distant apart for measurement.
The secretary nodded, and mirror the gesture. Then the started separating them more, and more, until Delsin squirmed noticeably. "Yeah, I think you're going to be a bit out of your comfort zone on this adventure, Miss."
"Sir," Delsin began, "After last time, you promised. What do you even want outta there anyway."
Visibly uncomfortable, Yiff Nebula bent down, and they had a hushed conversation. Finally, they separated, and Delsin said, "Anytime I want, right? You'll regret it if you neg on me here, boss."
He sighed and nodded.
Turning around and cracking her knuckles, Delsin looked at the secretary and said, "Alright, let's get this party started."
* * * A Day Or So Later * * *
Yiff and the Secretary's pleasant chat over tea was interrupted by the soft woosh of a featureless white door off tho the side of the room. In walked Delsin. She was seemingly no worse for wear, and carrying a conspicuous suitcase with alien lettering on it.
"Oh good, you're back!" Yiff began, laughing a bit nervously. "So, um, how did it all go?"
Delsin shrugged, "Actually it turned out rather well." She gestured to the suitcase. "As ordered."
"Ah, excellent." He replied, trailing off. "And how about the, um... Well, you know."
Delsin stared blankly at him, and then blinked. "Oh! Oh, yes. Well, as it turns out," she said while putting down the case, and starting to remove her dress, "The people in there take it just as good as they dish it out. It was a bit freeing, really."
As the dress fell to the floor the secretary gasped in shock. Delsin sported the largest member she had ever seen.
Quickly, she redressed, handed the suitcase off to Yiff Nebula, and sashayed up the stairs.
"Well! Um, good job, then!" he said haltingly. Shurgging, he redonned his SPACE HELMET and followed her up.
Recovering from her stunned silence, the secretary blurted out, "Um, do you have to leave so soon?"
"ADVENTURE WAITS FOR NO MAN~!"
~FIN~
In all the world, in all of space - there is but one place none dare go! And that is the Furrbidden Planet - home to the most dangerous adventuring dungeon that glitzy, kitschy, tchotchke hucking corporations and a long series of poor decisions have to offer!
But that's NOTHING for SPACE HERO YIFF NEBULA. Who presently finds himself descending the stairs into said dungeon, ending in a rather clean and smooth white room, with a statuesque beauty sitting behind a desk.
"Welcome, stranger!" the staggering beauty began, in a surprisingly practiced tone for someone who should see far less practice considering this is supposed to be a forbidden planet. "Have you come to brave... the dungeon?"
"Well, yes and no!" Yiff began, twisting off his SPACE HELMET. "This little brave beauty will be going in my stead!" He clapped twice, sharply, and a small dog girl barely five and a half feet tall walked around to stand before him. "This is my SPACE SLAVE, Delsin. Say Hi."
"Hi," she said.
The secretary sized her up and down. "Well, space slave, be honest with me here.
How big of a dick have you ever taken?"
Delsin thought a minute, completely unfazed by the question, and placed her hands a distant apart for measurement.
The secretary nodded, and mirror the gesture. Then the started separating them more, and more, until Delsin squirmed noticeably. "Yeah, I think you're going to be a bit out of your comfort zone on this adventure, Miss."
"Sir," Delsin began, "After last time, you promised. What do you even want outta there anyway."
Visibly uncomfortable, Yiff Nebula bent down, and they had a hushed conversation. Finally, they separated, and Delsin said, "Anytime I want, right? You'll regret it if you neg on me here, boss."
He sighed and nodded.
Turning around and cracking her knuckles, Delsin looked at the secretary and said, "Alright, let's get this party started."
* * * A Day Or So Later * * *
Yiff and the Secretary's pleasant chat over tea was interrupted by the soft woosh of a featureless white door off tho the side of the room. In walked Delsin. She was seemingly no worse for wear, and carrying a conspicuous suitcase with alien lettering on it.
"Oh good, you're back!" Yiff began, laughing a bit nervously. "So, um, how did it all go?"
Delsin shrugged, "Actually it turned out rather well." She gestured to the suitcase. "As ordered."
"Ah, excellent." He replied, trailing off. "And how about the, um... Well, you know."
Delsin stared blankly at him, and then blinked. "Oh! Oh, yes. Well, as it turns out," she said while putting down the case, and starting to remove her dress, "The people in there take it just as good as they dish it out. It was a bit freeing, really."
As the dress fell to the floor the secretary gasped in shock. Delsin sported the largest member she had ever seen.
Quickly, she redressed, handed the suitcase off to Yiff Nebula, and sashayed up the stairs.
"Well! Um, good job, then!" he said haltingly. Shurgging, he redonned his SPACE HELMET and followed her up.
Recovering from her stunned silence, the secretary blurted out, "Um, do you have to leave so soon?"
"ADVENTURE WAITS FOR NO MAN~!"
~FIN~
Deleting every let's play I ever made, not how I imagined coming back to RMN....
And if you're actually worried - just mark them as not intended for children? This is like the definition of a overreaction to a non-problem.
Deleting every let's play I ever made, not how I imagined coming back to RMN....
I'm musing about changing one of my game's title's into a different one that's in Spanish. Ya gotta ask nowadays: is that cultural appropriation bad no no etc? And on the other hand, am I being overly self-conscious or is it just pretentious af?
EDIT: TL;DR: are you using spanish to make spanish people sound/look stupid? no? then it's fine.
Cultures take from other cultures all the time, all throughout history. Are you mad that the Japanese use English all the time to make things sound cool and foreign? I'm not. It's funny when they get it like HECKA WRONG, but I'm never offended, why would I be? I think it's a made-up concern, basically.
If ideas and concepts were locked in the place they came from, and unable to change, the world would be dead and boring. For that matter, Nothing is original, just remixed versions of something from before. In Short, it's all good.
The only time you would need to be concerned is if you are using something culturally and boiling it down into a negative caricature of some sort. But honestly, you wouldn't do that, or you wouldn't be asking this question.
Alternative to RPG Maker
Hexatona writes terrible erotic fanfiction of random RMNers and Video Game Characters and nobody can stop him
Delsin's Post-Halloween Hangover
Delsin jerked awake suddenly. Things were very blurry. Her lips smacked together automatically and she felt all wrong.
What had happened last night? She struggled to remember. There was a wicked party. She had been dressed up as Cheatara from Thundercats. Looking down now, she looked to be stuffed into some kind of blue mascot costume.
"Where the hell's the zipper on this thing, dood..?" she said, shambling to her feet. Wait... dood? Where did that come from?
"AAAHHH FINALLLYYYYY~" a loud, but boyish sounding voice boomed from somewhere unseen. "The New Batch of Prinnies has arrived!"
What looked to be a 13 year old boy stomped up to Delsin and crossed his arms. He had white hair, enormous circular glasses, and strategically disheveled red clothes to make him look like he was trying-but-not-trying.
"WHO ARE YOU, DOOD!?" Delsin said, totally unwillingly.
"I am OVERLORD MAO! MUA HAHAHAHA~! And youuuuu" he drawled, drool starting to come out of his mouth, "are going to feature heavily in my latest experiment!"
"DOOD, WHAT IS EVEN GOING ON HERE!?" Delsin said, still not fully in control how how much she could react.
"Hehe, let me explain! YOU'RE DEAD! All souls who lived wicked lives pay off their penance in Celestia, or the Netherworld, as PRINNIES! And since you were especially wicked, you get to be MY SLAVE! You get to work FOR DEMONS to get a pittance of Hel, and when you finally saved up enough, you can reincarnate!"
"W-W-W-Wicked!? Dood, I am like a straight-A student! What did I dooo!!?"
Mao reached into a satchel attached to delsin's front, and fished out a list. "Hmm, says here - oh my that's just awful - you took a shit in the water reservoir for the toilet at that party. C'mon, man, that's awful."
Delsin wasn't quite sure what to say to that, but regardless she said, "Dooood."
"ENOUGH! Come, servant! We shall begin IMMEDIATELY! MUAHAHAHAAHA~! Today, we shall explore the effects of shy-girl-next-door smooches on heroes! ONE MILLION TIMES!"
~The End~
Delsin jerked awake suddenly. Things were very blurry. Her lips smacked together automatically and she felt all wrong.
What had happened last night? She struggled to remember. There was a wicked party. She had been dressed up as Cheatara from Thundercats. Looking down now, she looked to be stuffed into some kind of blue mascot costume.
"Where the hell's the zipper on this thing, dood..?" she said, shambling to her feet. Wait... dood? Where did that come from?
"AAAHHH FINALLLYYYYY~" a loud, but boyish sounding voice boomed from somewhere unseen. "The New Batch of Prinnies has arrived!"
What looked to be a 13 year old boy stomped up to Delsin and crossed his arms. He had white hair, enormous circular glasses, and strategically disheveled red clothes to make him look like he was trying-but-not-trying.
"WHO ARE YOU, DOOD!?" Delsin said, totally unwillingly.
"I am OVERLORD MAO! MUA HAHAHAHA~! And youuuuu" he drawled, drool starting to come out of his mouth, "are going to feature heavily in my latest experiment!"
"DOOD, WHAT IS EVEN GOING ON HERE!?" Delsin said, still not fully in control how how much she could react.
"Hehe, let me explain! YOU'RE DEAD! All souls who lived wicked lives pay off their penance in Celestia, or the Netherworld, as PRINNIES! And since you were especially wicked, you get to be MY SLAVE! You get to work FOR DEMONS to get a pittance of Hel, and when you finally saved up enough, you can reincarnate!"
"W-W-W-Wicked!? Dood, I am like a straight-A student! What did I dooo!!?"
Mao reached into a satchel attached to delsin's front, and fished out a list. "Hmm, says here - oh my that's just awful - you took a shit in the water reservoir for the toilet at that party. C'mon, man, that's awful."
Delsin wasn't quite sure what to say to that, but regardless she said, "Dooood."
"ENOUGH! Come, servant! We shall begin IMMEDIATELY! MUAHAHAHAAHA~! Today, we shall explore the effects of shy-girl-next-door smooches on heroes! ONE MILLION TIMES!"
~The End~
Hexatona writes terrible erotic fanfiction of random RMNers and Video Game Characters and nobody can stop him
author=Zakariya
These are rather...entertaining, Hex. XD
I propose a challenge; do something fetish-related with the character known as Medusa from Fate/Grand Order and one of our friends here on RMN.
If you need a true challenge, try adding Halloween elements to it. But be warned; your chances of success will be limited. :P
I would, but really I'm kinda hampered by not knowing much about characters in that universe.
But, Sooz is right! The very first words uttered in this thread were a call to action for all the rest of you to join in!
Alternative to RPG Maker
Toaster, try Love2D
It's really simple to make 2D games with, can release on any platform, and has even had games on steam that are made with it.
Check out some of the cool stuff people have made.
If you have questions, pm me on here or discord, I'll gladly help you out.
It's REALLY SMALL (no installs), simple to use, powerful, and a lot of fun!
It's really simple to make 2D games with, can release on any platform, and has even had games on steam that are made with it.
Check out some of the cool stuff people have made.
If you have questions, pm me on here or discord, I'll gladly help you out.
It's REALLY SMALL (no installs), simple to use, powerful, and a lot of fun!
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