So I started a run with a single pair of Siamese norns in the C1 metaroom yesterday afternoon. I've been letting it run on fast ticks for most of that time. Siamese norns inspire the least amount of my urges as I usually find them quite agreeable. From those two over 36 generations have flowered in as many hours. I had a bad day at work and figured I would take it out on one of my little free roamers. I immediately spotted a gen 34 playing pretty far from the main cluster around the player piano. I also noticed he was a baby of 2 minutes age. What luck! I snatched him up without being seen - I think his mother had some of the manky around the piano and wandered off to get knocked up again. WHAT A FUCKING WHORE
My very own basement under the cabin in the woods is the communications room, so I dropped Little Yasunaga (I have the auto namer on) off and made preparations. I had, embarassingly enough, just finished up with one of his brothers (cousins?) in what would make for a rather boring story, so there were some implements lying around.
Things to notice, especially if you don't play Creatures: I have erected a selective force field to cut the room down to even smaller (this was done during a previous session with an older norn that I noticed really liked to explore). I have also piled food and a toy on the other side of the barrier. Note that when Little Yasunaga runs into the force field he is thrown backwards, but no harm comes to him. As far as I can tell, he can't actually see the force field object, so he just never reaches the toy. But that is for later. Right now you can already see he is looking at me, the self-styled God of these pitiful beasts. I proceeded to go ahead and "get my licks in" as the judges in Texas say. I keep a close eye on the norn's wound level, so I stopped short of death. THE LITTLE SHIT DIDN'T EVEN APPRECIATE THAT I SHOWED RESTRAINT! HE IMMEDIATELY BEGAN TO FOCUS HIS DISPLEASURE ON ME!
So I took his potato away. That's right, I was nice enough to provide him with some food. But he doesn't like me? FUCK YOU!! So I let him cry about how he dislikes me and how he's bored for a while. Wait.. did you say you're BORED? I beat him within an inch of his life again to show how I don't appreciate ungrateful little SHITHEADS like him. How does he feel now? EXPRESS.
Aww, he's scared! I wonder if maybe he shouldn't be such a DUMBFUCK in the future. Or would he even have a fucking future?
This goes on for another 20 minutes or so, until Little Yasunaga is now 27 minutes old! WHAT A BIG BOY YOU LITTLE SHIT. But my point is, if a norn doesn't eat by the 30 minute mark he goes belly up. As in, he starves to death the LITTLE CUNT. He sure is eyeballing that fruit by now.
Yeah, I TRIED to throw it to him, but it fell short, just on the other side of that force field. You think I'm a heartless prick, but you should know that this is like 1/20 of the population of the world we're dealing with.
See? His kinfolk are frolicking in the fields, eating lemons, potatoes, carrots, kissing and FUCKING. He will never know the sensuous touch of a female norn.. UGH WHAT IN THE FUCK. THAT WAS ABOUT TO GET SICK. Meanwhile, back to Little Yasunaga. Will he make it to adulthood? You'll have to tune in tomorrow to find out for sure. I will guarantee you this, you motherfuckers - HE WILL NEVER TOUCH THAT TOY HE WANTS TO PLAY WITH SO FUCKING BADLY AROOOOOOOO
