You control a small tribe of tiny, scavenger people who live in the biggest supermarket in the country: Flormart.
You are the child of the King of the Marketlings, exiled for offering your father spoiled cereal. Now you own a small trolley-cart, with a cereal box and a few cans of meat loaf. Accompanying you are your 2 rescued slaves who you helped escape from the king, 3 guards sent by the queen to help you survive and to make sure that you don't return, and Protein, your four-armed guardian who took care of you when you were young.
The Marketlings The Marketlings are a race of small humanoid people susceptible to mutations. Most are about the size of your palm, although some greatly vary, such as Protein, who is twice that.
Their diet consists of anything you can find in Flormart, although they prefer fresh, organic food. They only need to eat 3 times a week, however, they are happier if they eat a lot.
Most of them live under the shelves. Many warrior-princes and exiled royalty are given trolley-carts to gather food and they are always on the move. Marketlings are strong enough to lift 4 times their own weight, so it doesn't take many Marketlings to push a cart.
Flormart is the largest supermarket in the country. However, almost nobody goes there on weekdays, since the communist country it's in provides food. The Flormart was just established by a capitalist country who had beaten them in a past war and built a monopolised supermarket to mock the communist government.
The Flormart is HUGE, it spans over 2 cities. It is stocked with GM foods and pesticide ridden crops. It's overrun with large rats and spiders. It's manned by apathetic cashiers who sit in their chairs contemplating genocide.
You have to keep your small tribe fed and safe from enemy tribesmen and vast swarms of vermin. To start, you'll need to replenish your pathetic amount of food supplies, and find some basic weapons and materials.
You'll also need to keep your cart in shape, since travelling on the floor with supplies and untrained men like yours is a death sentence.
Please post your actions in bold, or please specifically state that it is an action. For example, Find supplies. Or," Tell the men to find some supplies," not " What if we send them to find supplies, or blah blah this and that."
Also, don't intentionally do something so stupid it would ruin the game, unless the game is really that boring, in that case, find a Bay12 solution to it. No Tell all of the people to commit mass suicide! please.
The game ends when: 1. You die
2. Your peeps die
3. When you are discovered by the humans
4. When the thread dies.
From my last game, I learnt that I couldn't handle too many people. So, I guess the first 5-6 people will get in. I hope you enjoy this one and I'll try to post a lot. On weekdays, I can't use the computer, so I have to post on my phone. If I do post on my phone, I won't make gigantic posts and there might be some spelling mistakes, so forgive me.
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