Iglocska posted:

Guys, this just in from reddit: Co-op in the PU will be just as (or more) fun as co-op in SQ42 would have been, you'll be able to do the exact same things. Does this mean that SQ42 is a completely obsolete game already?

ComfyPants posted:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z2OcbeGqbpU

I am the very model of a despot Stimsis Stimperor
I torture every stimpizen and animal and footballer
I know the major organs and their weakness biological
From testicle to pancreas in order categorical;
I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters abominable
I vivisect intestines, turn them into soup primordial,
About forced cannibalism I'm teeming with a lot of stews
With many civil meats sauteed in fatty citizen tissues.

I'm very good at liquidizing silver and implanting it
In place of babies' skeletons on Bastille Day I must admit
In short in matters befitting a diabolic torturer
I am the very model of a despot Stimsis Stimperor

I know the mythic history of all Stimpires one through ten
I've brought them pain and misery, it's fun, I'd do it all again
I force all of my subjects to watch every execution once
All of those who don't will know the meaning of capacitance
I can zap their kidneys with eternal shocks of electricity
I love the croaking chorus as they gasp from the toxicity
Then I'll make them immortal and continue with my dissection
And triple all the pain each second, bodies wracked with convulsion

Then I can write a script in which the actors drown in blood and gore
The actors will play ball or else it's off to the macerator
In short in matters befitting a diabolic torturer
I am the very model of a despot Stimsis Stimperor

In fact when I know what is meant by planetary ravagin'
When I can tell at sight a Vanduul spaceship from a Javelin
When such affairs as thought crime and rebellion I'm more wary at,
And when I know precisely what is meant by a "space chariot"
When I have neutered everyone for touching their own genitals
When I demand obediance from my enforcer generals
In short when I'm a-splattering the losing Stimsis football team...

ooo...team? team, leam, peam...a-ha, I have it!

...you'll say no better Stimsis Stimperor has ever made you scream.

For my adversaries tremble while I'm plucking out their ovaries
The sickening truths known today will last throughout the centuries
In short in matters befitting a diabolic torturer
I am the very model of a despot Stimsis Stimperor.

peter gabriel posted:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N25YEp01EGk

Hav posted:

Yeah, even a basic sampling makes me want to [citation needed].

They're filling in the blanks with their imaginations.

Tippis posted:

I'm going to do something outrageous and give an actual reasonable explanation for something Sandi says…

The kind of person who'd say that is an actor.

You know those “actor boot camps” that have become popular since (roughly) the turn of the century? Where they take absolute goofs and teach them how to, say, hold a gun or move around a corner without looking like a goof (at least on the 8th take). Same thing here, but for kicking someone in the nuts or just striking a pose.

e:f;b, of course…

1500 posted:

I got a 2 month ban for that exchange. I wonder how much the Mod's have spent on SC, most of them say its ok for CIG to scam their backers.

Colostomy Bag posted:

I'm curious how long it takes before there is more of an uprising. We've already seen more doubt from big backers lately, but I have to imagine a few more months without any new game mechanics (well, the ones that matter) has to start raising some doubts from quite a few backers.

Palpek posted:

It won't happen if only because Chris Roberts is an expert in...finding funds. He knows when to throw his backers a bone when they need it the most and when anything bad starts brewing he'll throw that bone. Hell, I'm actually pretty sure the whole SC development is 100% occupied with creating future bones to throw and not getting an actual product put together, just a string of tech demos that prove that they're still working on it.

Palpek posted:

His last resort - and I assure you it will happen - will be asking for another backing spree so that they can 'finish' the game. People who alread put thousands of dollars into this vaporware won't hesitate even a second about throwing 'just a bit' more not to face the reality of loss.

Iglocska posted:

Guys, this just in from reddit: Co-op in the PU will be just as (or more) fun as co-op in SQ42 would have been, you'll be able to do the exact same things. Does this mean that SQ42 is a completely obsolete game already?

Beer4TheBeerGod posted:

People suffering from a sunk cost fallacy.

Beer4TheBeerGod posted:

My wife just laughs when I tell her the latest insanity for SC.

Daztek posted:

Palpek posted:

His last resort - and I assure you it will happen - will be asking for another backing spree so that they can 'finish' the game. People who alread put thousands of dollars into this vaporware won't hesitate even a second about throwing 'just a bit' more not to face the reality of loss.

Wulfling posted:

Why is this not :twoweeks: yet?

Geguri Gegogi posted:

I'd like to build upon this speculation, so Sandi draws an (inflated) salary from CIG, which she then uses a portion of to purchase 'martial-arts for actors' courses as a personal hobby?

Lol, nah, this training is for her upcoming mocap fight scenes in SQ42:2 The Squadining, and all paid for directly from CIG coffers (backer's 'donated' money).

Tijuana Bibliophile posted:

Full transcript:



Star Citizen: Development is always a moving target

Tijuana Bibliophile posted:

Those guys are amazing. So eager to shout about the randomly indicated (maybe) coming features, so eager to forget about any content that's been cut.

ohsosad posted:

At what page do we start the race to 2000 post fest?

Tippis posted:

The :twoweeks: starts in two weeks.

Daztek posted:

ELITE DANGEROUS: ARENA OUT NOW

Thirsty Dog posted:

Jesus Christ you're a nutcase. I fear for Bootcha if you guys ever split up

G0RF posted:

Meanwhile, in a conference room overseas, a hastily-assembled gathering of already war-wounded CIG developers stare hollowly at their portly, manic leader.

'It has happened yet again', this they discern before he opens his mouth. Some new triviality, conceived in a fever-dream, born without gestation, will now be made an urgency of the highest-possible priority. This they knew the moment he reached for the red marker.

That bloody red marker!

The last time it was wielded so spastically, it demanded a procedural generation video, one which zoomed out from an extreme close up on the pupil of a soldier aside his ship, then out to reveal the subterranean hangar where he stood, then out higher to include the detailed of the planet Nyx's mining camp, then higher still to reveal the mountainous terrain of a PG planet, then higher still above clouds to finally end in space, the planet now dark ball eclipsing a distant star.

'Oh how fussy he was about that final image!', they remembered. Their leader never said it but of course they knew. It was a subtle dig at the Elite:Horizons logo, a little jab between frenemies to serve notice that "I'm coming for you, Braben. Anything you can do I can do better." Yet it was clear then as it was now there was a hint of fear powering this mania. Insecurity. A sense that without a cunning defense-- even an illusory one-- that he very well might lose customers to that frenemy.

Their leader now starts to spell out their new objective, meaningless couplets ('ultra-immersive', 'mega-fidelity') littering the whiteboard as he mumbles to himself in a frantic staccato.

In only a minute, their new task emerges from the buzzword jumble on the board.

'Arena Commander: Elite Combat' will become their sole priority. A standalone PC title, available for Steam, must be delivered in weeks. He hadn't said dates, or platforms-- yet they knew. They just knew.

Would that he trusted them, that would be enough. This would be a softer monkey wrench than many he's thrown at them. Yet he didn't, and it won't. And this they know before the catering carts start rolling in with enough food to last them 12 hours, though they've been there six already.

And then the session truly begins as he finally turns to address them.

"Let's talk about procedurally-generated hyper-explosions.... Oh-- and cockpit bobble-heads. With damage states. And PS4 friendly. And VR compatibility."

---

And somewhere, amidst the quadrophonic hum of groans and sighs, a smile, lit by the light of a phone held too close, breaks out on a single pasty face. Rockstar London is calling back. He will take the call, and no matter the offer, no matter the moving expense, he will take the job.