https://unknown-developer.itch.io/dont-play-this-game

We're gonna do the exact opposite of what the title of this game suggests and figure this shit out.
Note: If you get a message that says Windows couldn't find "Don't Play This Game.exe" after you download, go to your search bar and type "run", then you should get another window with a text field. In that type "%appdata% and you should find the game files there.

So far I've just been screwing around with the .ini file, changing the settings and seeing what happens.

As anyone who has roleplayed with me should know, (not that that is alot) my moves have a fodder 'ability' that changes color based on the major element of the verse. To help them I me out I stated to make a detailed list of each verse, their element, and the color that the move uses in that verse, but being a little new to this site I got stuck on some of the harder ones. As a way to fix that, and to see if the more experianced on this site think I got it close enough, I am posting this theard to get sugesstions from everyone on this site

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Character name: Breasal

Character source:Original

Character history: He comes from a world that is harsh for its people they live under forced conscription. The world is almost completely run by one giant government that oppress its people. He was born in a village haunted by a virus that destroyed the person cells completely over two weeks. He was born in this village after this began it was about 10 years into this epidemic. At the age of 13, he found a purplish red stone that he touched causing it to dissolve. He then seemed to catch the virus but the rest of the village seemed cured. He seemed to get cured but the stone appeared on his chest and his body had strange veins on it and his blood turned purple. He was then enlisted into the army in that time he displayed extreme skill with twin swords that are broken. He was in a battle with a different member of a rebel resistance and his heart was stabbed with a spear and he then vanished. He is currently 24 years old

Physical Description: He is a 5 foot 11 inch man who is very well built for his height. He has short brown hair and he wears a uniform with a hole in it where his heart is. His eyes are red and his eyes change to purple thanks to the virus occasionally mostly due to near-death states. The uniform has a red and green color pattern and an emblem with a DNA symbol imprinted on it.

Stats:
ATK: 2
DEF: 1
SPD: 2
TEC: 5

Starting Proficiencies: Physical strength(1000) Debuff proficiency(1000)

Starting Powers:Basic regeneration(1300)

Starting Moves:Swords of Viral His twin broken blades made of steel that are about a 1.5-foot length in each. These swords can be infused with his virus this takes about three seconds. This starts to stop blood clotting temporarily. They also get red color on the metal and seem to have a purple glow. The swords weakness is that they have short range and no piercing potential.This move is more fast than strong in the way he uses it. The virus infects his opponent's capabilities to clot their blood but not his. This is the only change that occurs when infusing his swords. This effect last for about two minutes but in direct sun light or high temperture it last 20 seconds. High temperatures are above 130 degrees fahrenheit or above. The change lasts for about 5 minuets but in extreame heat or direct sun light lasts 2.(600)Physical strength Debuff proficiency

I confirm that I have read and agreed to the Rules of Conduct.

Hey everyone, just wanted to make a quick post apologizing for my sudden disappearance. AP English has been kicking my butt, and the exam is right around the corner, so i'm doubling down on my studies, and I find i have less free time than ever. I'm trying to follow along in the thread i'm involved in, waiting for my turn to post, but I won't be as super active in the shoutbox or anything. Kay? Kay.

Oh, and Cupa says Hi.

So, I had an idea for an NPC Prime, but I'd like some feedback. Basically, he's a Goomba, who looks like a stereotypical gangster: bandanna, knife around waist, etc. He's summoned to the Omniverse recently, and tried finding the Koopa Kingdom to join up with them, but couldn't find it. So he began living at a tavern in Camelot and becomes a bandit. I was thinking have a low defence stat, but Survival, because he's so squishy. I'm thinking about getting him Basic Telekinesis, as an explanation for him being able to hold things. And maybe having different power-ups as alternate/powered-up forms? If anyone has some feedback, please give it here.

Doctor Doom's Doombot went in for a landing, discharging it's built in thruster pack. Its metal feet crashing hard on to the Nexuses white empty ground from a combination of the momentum of the machine flying through the air and its sheer weight. Taking a few steps the android began to scan there area around its self and cataloging everything it saw and then storing the cataloged information in its central data mainframe. The Doombot itself would make any engineer marvel and awe over its incredibly advanced systems and the remarkable technology built into it. Doom himself had created a technological masterpiece of an android. Truly only and handful of men could  only just barely match Victor Von Doom's expertise. 

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Scanning... 

Data Stored..

Routeing Data To Processing...

Calculating... 
80% of Mathematical Suggests That This Verse Has A Probability of Being Uninhabitable.

Theorizing...
Statistics And All Logic Possessors Suggests That This Verse or Realm of Existence is A Receptacle, A Highway For Other Domains Such As The Volcanic Verse Previously Explored By  Lord Doom. In Simpler Terms This Area Would Be Considered a Nexus. Further Research Is Needed To Conclude Nexus Theory.         

Theorizing Complete And Successfully Stored In Data Banks...

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Completing its retinal scan of the area around it, the machine proceeded to a sonar scan in an effort to map the entire verse that it was standing in. Charging its systems it blasted a large sonic wave  that shot out from its metal body. The Machine had used the sonic blast to act as the sonar  so it could successfully  map out the entire verse. Once the sonic wave reached all the ends of the realm, it used the recorded sonar to finally map the verse.   

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Processing... 

Mapping...

Calculating... 

Theorizing... 
From Mapping The Verse It Appears To Be That There Are, Including This Nexus, Eight Dimensions in All. All Other Dimensions Besides The Nexus Have The Capability To Sustain Life.

Personal Note... 
Lord Doom Shall Be Pleased With The Data So Far, This Unit Must Continue Research, Analyzation, and Cataloging of Data, For Doom's Word Is Law. 

Processing... 

Map Statistics... 
From Further Details Of Analyzing Sonar Map Have Concluded That The Gates That Circle The Nexus, Contain A High Amount of Energy. 

Calculating...  

Detailed Selection... 
The Gate Towards the Far Left of This Unit Has The Highest Portability Rate Civilized Sentient Life. 

Objective Set... 

Thrusters Engaged\

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The Thrusters on the Androids feet began flare and in a matter of seconds the Doombot was in the air making its way toward its destination. With in a few minuets the machine had finally made it to the gate it had been going for, but the unit was not alone on its arrival. Three men in white armor surrounded the Android as it made a landing, their weapons raised. The Doombot quickly scanned them as the three men spoke back and fourth to them selves. The men's weapons and armor were nearly as advanced as some of Doom's technology, a small feat but it will not save them. One of the men stepped forward, probably the commanding officer of the other two, his rifle was still raised and aimed for the Doombot's head. 

"Halt! By order of the Emperor no one passes into Coruscant with out being scanned and added into the Imperial data base." 

The Doombot took a moment to process before responding. 

"Negative this  unit must not scanned, this unit must pass to fulfill Lord Doom's orders." 

"What the Hell is this thing?" The man on the left of the Android said stepping a little bit closer. 

The Doombot turned its mechanical head, its photoreceptors starred intensely at soldiers white helmeted head. 

"This unit is recognized as a Doombot, Lord Doom's personal soldier and servant. I am sorry this unit must proceed, for Doom's word is law." 

The trooper in the middle got even closer to the Android, he was at close enough distance that he butt the Doombot with his rifle.

"Then you I can't let you into the city, for the Emperors words is law." He said mocking it in its same monotone voice. 

"Then you have invoked the wrath of Doctor Doom." At the same time the Doombot spoke it had raised its right metal hand and fired its  built in plasma canon at the trooper closest to it. The bolt of green plasma crashed into the troopers chest armor forcing him off his feet and into the air before crashing hard back to the ground. The Trooper to the right of the Doombot began to charge for it, but his effort was in vane. The machine had already charged itself for a retinal eye beams. The blistering hot red laser cut the trooper in half as if he was butter. The last trooper tried to run away, but as he turned and ran for his life, the Doombot fired another blast from its plasma canon. The green bolt hot plasma took the troopers head clean off. 

Stooping for a moment it scanned the area to see if there were anymore of the white armored troopers around, finishing its scan of the area for anymore hostiles it turned its metal body towards the massive gate covered with what seemed like futuristic pieces and proceeded into the gate.

With the sensation of falling, and his stomach dropping, Cloud found himself greeted by a cool, breeze. The smell of salt water filled his nostrils as ho took in a large breath. Looking around, the blonde noticed that the scenery had changed. What was once a blank canvas, empty of colour and life, had become a bustling coastal city. The new scenery was a welcomed change, if he'd stayed in that place he might have, over time, gone crazy.

'I wonder what they call this place.' Cloud pondered as he began moving through the large crowds that filled the street. You'd think that a man walking around with a huge sword on his back would draw a lot of attention, but it didn't.

'Is wielding huge weapons normal here?' the young man asked himself. Unsure of why he was going unnoticed

'No, not really.' A peculiar voice spoke out from below him. A small man in a dirty green cloak had stopped in front of him. Cloud wasn't tall, but this man was much shorter than he is. 'That being said, a lot of empire soldiers carry weapons around. So people try not to stare and look suspicious.' the small man smiled as he motioned for the blonde to follow him into an alley. He seemed a little odd and rather untrustworthy, if he'd had any Gil on him he would have checked to see if was still there. But it wasn't like he had any other option to chose.

'The name's Street Rat.' He spoke as he pulled the hood of his cloak back 'Well, that's not really my name, but that's what they call me.' He laughed. The man was bald, and had a rather large nose. His eyes where a very faded brown and sunk into his face. A set of very thick, bushy, eyebrows sat about a centimetre above his eyes. His smile revealed two abnormally large front teeth, they almost dwarfed the others in comparison.

'Street Rat huh... Aptly descriptive.' Cloud thought as he stared at the small man with a rather sceptical look on his face.

'Hey!' Street Rat exclaimed with a shrill, nasal, voice 'What's that look for?' he finished, poking the blonde's stomach aggressively.

'Oh nothing, it's nothing.' he coughed, looking around the alleyway to avoid eye contact.

'No matter. We should leave.' The cloaked man spoke anxiously as he looked at his wrist. He had a watch strapped to it, the glass was cracked slightly, but it still worked. 'They'll be here soon and I'd rather leave before then.'

'What do you mean?' Cloud asked as he watched the tiny man lift a man-hole covering up and over to the side, revealing a ladder.

'The empire's navy-men.' he spoke as he began to descend below the street. Cloud watched as he disappeared into the darkness. Cloud sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, Street Rat raised a hand from the darkness and gestured for the man to follow him into the sewers. Cloud walked over to the man-hole and peered into it. His rat-like friend had lit a torch and was standing off to the site, waiting for him to follow. After letting out another sigh, the blonde followed his new acquaintance, pulling the cover back over the hole as he did so.

'Hey, did you see him!?' A muffled voice called out from above the two.

'Nah. He's not here.' another voice replied, this one seemed to come from further down the alleyway.

'Damn, missed him again. They told us he'd pulled someone into the alley with him. A man with a big blade on his back.' They spoke as the sound of footsteps passing over them acted as background noise as they passed through the tunnel.

'So, what do they want with you?' Cloud queried as they trudged through the wet sewer systems.
'They tried to conscript me and I refused. They wouldn't back down and tried to force me so a escaped. Accidentally killed two marines in the process...' he answered quickly, 'Been after me ever since.'

the spiky haired man nodded as they turned a corner, and came to a hole in the brick walls. It was a roughly made hole, broken pieces of stone brick sat on the ground in puddles of mud and sludge. Just beyond the hole was a cave-like hole that led upwards, The blonde examined the walls as he was guided by is companion. The walls had large claw marks in them, as if dug by a giant animal. He wasn't a stranger to huge animals but he hadn't seen any on the way here, so it was a little puzzling.

'Up here.' Street Rat spoke as he motioned for cloud to climb up yet another ladder. This one led to a wooden hatch. Dim lanterns lit the small room that greeted them. A small table covered in scratches and sheets of paper sat in the corner, two chairs accompanied it. A bed sat opposite it, the sheets were clean and seemed oddly new, compared to the rest of this place. There was a cupboard and a sink at the back of the apartment and a boarded up door and windows at the front.

'Nice... place you've got.' Cloud mumbled as the smell began to make him feel a little sick. Street Rat nodded and replied with a grumble as he pulled a piece of bread from the cupboard and sat at the table. And turned to the man.

'So, new to the Omniverse?' he asked as the blonde took a seat at the table with him. He nodded as a piece of bread was slid over to him.

'Primes don't need to eat. Bet you haven't really thought about it this whole time, but now that you have, you wouldn't mind some food.' he spoke, sounding rather annoyed and jealous.

'Unfortunately, I'm not a prime. I can't revive at the fountain if I'm killed. If the navy catches me, I'd be dead within 24 hours.' he spoke. Cloud wondered why he was telling him this, it was good information, knowing that he couldn't die permanently was good information, but he didn't really see where this one-sided conversation was going.

'So I need you to be my bodyguard. Just for a few weeks, until I can get a boat and get off this island.' the baldy suggested. Cloud finally realised why he'd been approached. The man mulled it over for a second, resting his elbow on the table and his chin on his palm.

'Pay me.' Cloud grinned.

Just wondering who you people think would actually win if these two factions went all out on one another. Obviously Omni physics make the war more fair but Coruscant has quite a number of military advantages. I would think that Darkshire Andrew the night elves would send aid if they thought Coruscant was making an attempt at overpowering  the kingdom though.

Amid the darkening twilight I stalk the streets of Harnburg, home to Castle Harnburg and capitol of the duchy to which it lends its name. The town is shaped like a crescent teardrop (a form which will in time prove to be devastatingly appropriate), narrow at its northern end but widening as it curls around the lake towards the ducal fortress which lies at its heart. What began as a single cobblestone road, a paved continuation of the path I followed to reach this place, soon forks into three wide avenues. They present a drastic change from the packed-earth wagon-trails I've traveled until now, lined on either side by two and three-story thatched-roof buildings wrought of dark bricks and ruddy stone. Wooden signs hung above the doors and windows offer a variety of services, an enticing glimpse into a complex universe of interconnected trades - taverns, smithies, inns and glassmakers, seamstresses and butchers, carpenters and masons. 

I'll visit these establishments later, to observe them in operation and learn about their customers in greater detail. For now, though, something else catches my attention: Large (for tiny human values of the word) men wearing chain-mail shirts, red tights, and open-faced helmets have begun to appear on the streets, patrolling at long, irregular intervals. They've all got smallish metal discs fastened to their forearms with hide straps, lanterns in their hands, and small swords sheathed at their hips. At first I think they're simply lost, but they're all too much alike for this display to be coincidence. 


I try to stop one of them - very soon after they appeared they became the only people around - but they seem to be making an effort to avoid me, hastening around corners and ducking into alleyways. Finally I manage to corner one in a broad market square paved with wide, flat flagstones, trapping him between a pair of shuttered wooden stalls that abut the outer fortifications of Harnburg Castle. For all that he's near my height, he looks very small and alone standing in he shadows with his little lamp and his little shield, looking at my hide blazing bronze in the light of his lantern and trying to decide whether or not to draw his weapon.

"What," I ask him, my voice dripping with cold curiosity, "are you doing?"

Hiya Omniverse, a friend of mine is potentially interested in joining and I was going to send him some threads for him to read through and get a decent idea of how the site operates/how awesome the site can be. 

Any suggestions on good threads that I can send him?