Barbedwire Jaguar (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} acierocolotl) wrote,@ 2008-03-05 04:03:00 |
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PONYSTARS UPDATE, WHEE!
Insomnia is my friend. Work's been just busy enough I haven't had enough time to really give this the attention it deserves; there will be more content updates as it comes available. However, for the sake of your personal sanitation, all text lies behind a cut as this stuff is so saccharine, it will (re)infect your eyes.
Here is a caveat: All images included in this post are not editted, touched up, or anything. They were screenshots taken straight from the browser, dumped into mspaint and saved in JPEG format. I have, in all cases, left the scrollbars and other such sundry in.
Browser, you say? This is a doorgame, perversely enough. A good number of my readership is sufficiently nerdcore to recall what a doorgame is. An explanation of doorgames may follow if there's a need for it, for you younguns out there.
So anyway, here's the background image, also the splash screen, which sets the tone of the entire experience.
Yes, that's a lot of pink. EVERYTHING is pink in here. This is not a game for you if you love giant robots. This is not a game for you if you enjoy racing cars, even pink ones. This is a game for only the MOST masculine of souls out there, ones so robust that no amount of pink can slow them down. Yes, my readers, I am that man.
Creating an account was easy enough, because I'd already been registered with Acclaim for a previous "beta" of theirs, a game so dismal and slender it was barely above doorgame level to begin with, a game with play so simplistic that almost anything on my old Colour Computer 2, a machine with 64 kilobytes of RAM (and stock with 16!) had better games on the average.
With that out of the way, I was exhorted to define the "parents" of my very first pony! Bang! I was daunted by all the choices placed before me:
Yes, that would be the four elements (earth/fire/water/air), as well as love and feline ponies. Fire ponies, you'll be thrilled to know, eat coal. Feline ponies eat milk, which grows from milk trees, and love ponies? CHOCOLATE. But I get ahead of myself.
First, the final parents!
"Make the most naueatingly pink thing you can!" were instructions from Purple, which were easy enough. Behold, the proud feline stallion from the brightest minds of Denmark! These people don't need nukes, that's for sure. And the girrul? "Make something inappropriate!" So a love pony, with a flaming red mane, baleful red eyes, and a coat as black as midnight.
And here was my very first bug, as the colours that would show up on the pony often had little bearing on the colours I actually picked, which inspired a lot of frustration. When I want red, I want RED, not blue, green, or purple! Which is why Girrulpony actually has orange-ish eyes, because that's the closest to actual red I could get without the game weirdin' out.
Next update: Their offspring, Escherichia Coli, and the Grasslands Adventures!
Insomnia is my friend. Work's been just busy enough I haven't had enough time to really give this the attention it deserves; there will be more content updates as it comes available. However, for the sake of your personal sanitation, all text lies behind a cut as this stuff is so saccharine, it will (re)infect your eyes.
Here is a caveat: All images included in this post are not editted, touched up, or anything. They were screenshots taken straight from the browser, dumped into mspaint and saved in JPEG format. I have, in all cases, left the scrollbars and other such sundry in.
Browser, you say? This is a doorgame, perversely enough. A good number of my readership is sufficiently nerdcore to recall what a doorgame is. An explanation of doorgames may follow if there's a need for it, for you younguns out there.
So anyway, here's the background image, also the splash screen, which sets the tone of the entire experience.
Yes, that's a lot of pink. EVERYTHING is pink in here. This is not a game for you if you love giant robots. This is not a game for you if you enjoy racing cars, even pink ones. This is a game for only the MOST masculine of souls out there, ones so robust that no amount of pink can slow them down. Yes, my readers, I am that man.
Creating an account was easy enough, because I'd already been registered with Acclaim for a previous "beta" of theirs, a game so dismal and slender it was barely above doorgame level to begin with, a game with play so simplistic that almost anything on my old Colour Computer 2, a machine with 64 kilobytes of RAM (and stock with 16!) had better games on the average.
With that out of the way, I was exhorted to define the "parents" of my very first pony! Bang! I was daunted by all the choices placed before me:
Yes, that would be the four elements (earth/fire/water/air), as well as love and feline ponies. Fire ponies, you'll be thrilled to know, eat coal. Feline ponies eat milk, which grows from milk trees, and love ponies? CHOCOLATE. But I get ahead of myself.
First, the final parents!
"Make the most naueatingly pink thing you can!" were instructions from Purple, which were easy enough. Behold, the proud feline stallion from the brightest minds of Denmark! These people don't need nukes, that's for sure. And the girrul? "Make something inappropriate!" So a love pony, with a flaming red mane, baleful red eyes, and a coat as black as midnight.
And here was my very first bug, as the colours that would show up on the pony often had little bearing on the colours I actually picked, which inspired a lot of frustration. When I want red, I want RED, not blue, green, or purple! Which is why Girrulpony actually has orange-ish eyes, because that's the closest to actual red I could get without the game weirdin' out.
Next update: Their offspring, Escherichia Coli, and the Grasslands Adventures!
