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My receptors seem to have degraded themselves much less lately, today especially, now that the syncronization is complete. Whether or not this has something to do with the ship's AI tampering with some obscure embedded system is beyond my comprehension; for now at least. My cranium was not built to compensate for a brain. You see, I do not quite work the way a human or cyborg does. The model TRX14 E-Series was built for combat-support purposes. That which - to say the least - does not justify my multitude of other practical applications. | My receptors seem to have degraded themselves much less lately, today especially, now that the syncronization is complete. Whether or not this has something to do with the ship's AI tampering with some obscure embedded system is beyond my comprehension; for now at least. My cranium was not built to compensate for a brain. You see, I do not quite work the way a human or cyborg does. The model TRX14 E-Series was built for combat-support purposes. That which - to say the least - does not justify my multitude of other practical applications. | ||
Just days ago this ship (which I frequently refer to as The Storm) had an encounter with another kind that was not at all similar and certainly not of human ingenuity. Their liaison was quite fascinating yet hostile toward anything non-organic as far as we know. This makes me wonder sometimes - which is perhaps my reason for writing this - why? I plan on asking the Major about these types of self-reflection in hopes of reaching some kind of understanding, as this is all quite new to me still. I wonder, is the Major susceptible to human emotion as well? And if not, why am I? | Just days ago this ship (which I frequently refer to as The Storm) had an encounter with another kind that was not at all similar and certainly not of human ingenuity. Their liaison was quite fascinating yet hostile toward anything non-organic as far as we know. This makes me wonder sometimes - which is perhaps my reason for writing this - why? I plan on asking the Major about these types of self-reflection in hopes of reaching some kind of understanding, as this is all quite new to me still. I wonder, is the Major susceptible to human emotion as well? And if not, why am I? | ||
Revision as of 22:27, 20 March 2014
| First Paradise | |
|---|---|
| Stable game | |
| Developer | Gnovahex |
| Theme | Science-Fiction |
| Influences | Rogue, A Mind Forever Voyaging |
| Released | TBA (4.0) |
| Updated | March 11th, 2014 (3.0) |
| Licensing | Proprietary |
| P. Language | C |
| Platforms | Linux, Android |
| Interface | Full color ASCII/Unicode |
| Game Length | approximately 2 hours |
| Official site of First Paradise | |
Whilst coasting along the silver skirt of a star system aboard the survey ship - Luz y Lluvia - you and your crew discover something extraordinary. This discovery serves as a catalyst for the brimming emotional turmoil to follow shortly thereafter. The ship's crew succumbs to bouts of depression and home-sickness, eventually they begin to deconstruct the value of artificial intelligence and their relationship with machines. Trapped in-between their goal and the many worlds that represent home; this is the story of a post-human's spiral towards catatonia in the vast emptiness of interstellar space.
Gameplay
Roguelike (RL): Roguelike sections present a top-down view of the player’s avatar. Here, the player can freely move around and interact with things aboard the ship.
Interactive Fiction (IF): Some sections comprise of a block of text and a series of options which the player can select to unlock the next bit of text. When interacting in this way, the player has stumbled upon some story driven element of the game.
Notes From The Voyage
March 19, 2302
My receptors seem to have degraded themselves much less lately, today especially, now that the syncronization is complete. Whether or not this has something to do with the ship's AI tampering with some obscure embedded system is beyond my comprehension; for now at least. My cranium was not built to compensate for a brain. You see, I do not quite work the way a human or cyborg does. The model TRX14 E-Series was built for combat-support purposes. That which - to say the least - does not justify my multitude of other practical applications.
Just days ago this ship (which I frequently refer to as The Storm) had an encounter with another kind that was not at all similar and certainly not of human ingenuity. Their liaison was quite fascinating yet hostile toward anything non-organic as far as we know. This makes me wonder sometimes - which is perhaps my reason for writing this - why? I plan on asking the Major about these types of self-reflection in hopes of reaching some kind of understanding, as this is all quite new to me still. I wonder, is the Major susceptible to human emotion as well? And if not, why am I?