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[Andres]

I need witch elements. So far I have fire, frost, death, dark, nature, and psymental.

[Whisperling]

I need witch elements. So far I have fire, frost, death, dark, nature, and psymental.

Earth, some unnatural/otherworldly sort of thing, maybe having to do with summoning, spirit, water, lightning, metal, light?

You might want to consider splitting up nature a bit, it can be interpreted much more broadly than some of the others at present. Maybe something like weather (which could come with lightning and water and such) and life, which could also conceivably include herblore.

[_DivideByZero_]

I need witch elements. So far I have fire, frost, death, dark, nature, and psymental.

Pain, if it doesn't conflict too much with Death.
If you split up Nature you could have the celestial bodies be an element (Astrology perhaps?)

[My Name is Immaterial]

I need witch elements. So far I have fire, frost, death, dark, nature, and psymental.

Blood, Swamp, Growth, Rot/Pestilence, Rage, Despair, Water, Earth, Mud, Illusions, Misfortune, Beasts, or Hair.

[Andres]

That's all I need for elements. Thanks for all of your help.

[Parsely]

I had this great idea to make a 2-player RPG where you have cars and men stand on the cars and throw shit at each other trying to kill each other. So basically Fury Road. The system is good enough IMO that I'm pondering developing this into a proper game.

The main paradigm is simplicity. No tables, no measuring tools (sorry Gorkamorka), and no board of hexes or tiles. The only requirements to play are pen and paper, a handful of d6, and counters that represent cars.

I stole the initiative system from Crossfire. Basically you can move and act with your units as much as you want, and your turn only ends when you fail an action (or your enemy hits you with reaction fire).

Speaking of moving, all cars have to face the same direction, as if you were on a road. Cars can only move orthogonally. For the most part any car can target any other car on the map as long as there isn't another car in the way. Some weapons have restrictions ("broadside" weapons, stuff you drop off the back of the car, a flamethrower you can only use when your cars are touching, etc.).

Cars have bits (tires, engine, crew) that can withstand a number of hits, and when the bits take a certain number of hits this has an effect (borrowed that from Ogre). Sometimes there are multiple tiers of effects. For example, if a car takes X amount of damage to its tires, then it needs to roll higher in order to accelerate.

Stuff to do:
- Come up with some kind of buying system for building 'armies'.
- Make choosing cars and crew nuanced enough to make repeat play interesting.
- Figure out how to make targeting different locations on a vehicle an important choice.
- Work out how to depict people jumping from one car to another and fighting hand to hand.

I've been thinking about hazardous terrain on the road that could make things interesting, that appears as the game goes on. Maybe players take turns placing obstacles that you roll for?

[ATHATH]

Ooh, sounds interesting!

[heydude6]

You might want to look at a game called convoy. It's basically that premise minus locational targeting and vehicle boarding. I should warn you though that it is a flawed game and I recommend you to look at it as more of a what not to do rather than what to do. You might get some good ideas from it regardless though as well as being aware of potential pitfalls.

[Parsely]

You might want to look at a game called convoy. It's basically that premise minus locational targeting and vehicle boarding. I should warn you though that it is a flawed game and I recommend you to look at it as more of a what not to do rather than what to do. You might get some good ideas from it regardless though as well as being aware of potential pitfalls.

I'm aware of it. Really it's just FTL.

[Funk]

You should look at games workshop's https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dark_Future and the earlier https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battlecars

[Draignean]

So, I'm a little bit dusty, and I feel like I've become a bit of an unreliable GM due to my ever increasing number of unfinished projects. Still, now that I have my degree and my life has cooled down a bit, I find myself feeling the same old itch to run a game. Maybe I can make it work, maybe I can't, but before I really began grinding my gears on it I wanted to see if there was any interested in a small group based, mechanics lite, Fairly soft Sci-Fi, Space Opera RPG?

Spoiler: Small Mercies (click to show/hide)

Small: Adjective.
1: Little in size
2: Few in number or little in amount
3: Unimportant, not worth mentioning (Old World Slang)

Mercy: Noun.
1: Kind or forgiving treatment of someone who could be treated harshly
2: Kindness or help given to people who are in a very bad or desperate situation
3: A mercenary (New World Slang)

These are brave new worlds, and no god ever shaped them for the meek. The endless run of centuries has carved and recarved history, running through the same paths and deep grooves that shaped the endless centuries before. The carvers changed, the tools changed, the audience changed, but the work runs ever on. We live, we love, we strive. We kill, we hate, we die.  Small, ugly, misshapen lives, yet they seem to be all humanity has ever sought to carve. Points of beauty, framed by irredeemable flaws.
We left the cradle of one world centuries ago, perhaps tens of centuries ago. Time has become a difficult thing to measure. We flung ourselves into the weft of the universe, relying on pathless tracks jointed by quantum leaps to make our way back home again. Not everyone made it back home, but not all of those who lost themselves to endless stars did die. The sprawl of Fabled Earth, the mythical homeworld from which we all sprung, grew in size. Those that were once nations of one world began to spread across the heavens, growing endlessly. Growing endlessly, but the even as cancer spread from within. War never really stopped, not when we were so large. Even on fabled Earth, there was always war, always a battle. Even when we were so few that our numbers could be measured to within an accuracy of a few million, there was never a moment undisturbed by the rage of gunfire, never a second that did not hold the scream of the dying. What did we think would happen? Did we think there would be peace when we hurled ourselves into the sky?
If we did, we were fools.
Time passed. Our methods of travel advanced, and we no longer relied on the quicksilver jumps and paths that once were our pinnacle. Lost empires were re-united, and our joyful embrace to see our lost brothers only served to hide the daggers in our sleeves. Nations broke, reformed, burned the skies, and broke again. The years turned, and pioneers continued the march of colonization endlessly while the empires that had sent them forth decayed and broke apart behind them. Time became fluid, places became fluid, names became fluid. The capital of every great empire was Earth, and every great empire had lasted since the beginning of colonization. One empire might have actually contained fabled Earth, but if they did, they wouldn't have known. We made so much history, the history of a thousand new worlds and a hundred civilizations, that the history of one world, and the meager handful of civilizations that had once inhabited it was lost. It didn't matter. Perhaps it never did. What the most powerful empire said was the truth, everything else was propaganda and deception.
Those that live now are the children of a thousand empires, a blend of old world races and new world engineering. For the most part, they live their lives. Some live as kings, with technology and power unimaginable to the first souls that left fabled Earth, but others live less ably, primitive and backward even by the standards of the souls of old. Humanity as a single race still lives, within accountable deviation, but the great dream of the human race as a single people… That has been shattered, lost forever. It was a very foolish dream.

There have, however, always been those people who sought to carve their own lives, to make their own paths. The stroke that guides the carving of humanity is not the stroke that guides the individual and, if only for a brief time, heroes have escaped the worn groove that has been cut into history. In the old world, there was little room for these people, little freedom for the different. Now… those that would have been criminals and treasonous revolutionaries, they are assets. Mercenaries, smugglers, freelancers, privateers, bootstrappers, a thousand different names for the people who resist the tie to any one empire, to any home but the one they create. They are the bastard children of the stars, and you are one of them.

It's an old idea that I wanted to run, but spent far too much time weaving needlessly complicated systems that I would have had to write a program of considerable length and detail to keep track of with any accuracy. Time has mellowed my opinions on mechanics, and so I'd rather emphasize descriptive stats than deal with the trauma of creating PDAs for everyone and everything.

So, interest?

[Haspen]

offtopic

Don't worry, nobody is perfect and everyone gathers and works through some dust from time to time

/offtopic

[lawastooshort]

Goodness Draignean, yes.

[FallacyofUrist]

Interest in any game you or someone working with you run, that is what I have.

Speaking of which: weren't we working on a thing some time ago... Bio-Spikes?

[Draignean]

Good lord, we were. That was... before a lot of things. Before I got my degree, before I got engaged....  Christ, sorry about dropping the ball on that. Did you end up making the game?