Let me tell you the ballad of Dave Bunny, the tale of
Seagraves and its descent into madness: the proud colony destroyed not by monsters, not by AIs turning the zone into a hellish wasteland, not by rampaging elephants and rhinos, but by its occupants themselves. Its RNG name's suspicious similarity to Boatmurdered was kinda obvious in retrospect.
A rich glitterworlder geologist,
Bunny made planetfall in a scorching southern seaside shrubland, surrounded by mesas and buttes of what would become the Seagraves region. Not the one to sit on his butte, he quickly set up power, captured a raider, was joined by some wanderers, including the priceless only person half-competent at shooting people aside from a gajillion turrets -
Gaby, etc. etc, at the end totalling nine settlers.
The hillside in which the base was set up was
stupidly rich in Plasteel. After a hilarious moment when I accepted the membership of
Levi, Gaby's dad and a medic fleeing from pirates, which resulted in
two separate groups of raiders attacking at the same time and fighting each other and the turrets, the north side of the base, freshly expanded into, wound up being patched up after being exploded open with the redonkulous amount of plasteel available.
That included the first, luxurious individual room (in the pic next to the wood-walled bunk), also housing the comms, since Gaby's depressive tendencies coupled with the disturbed sleep and shared bedroom maluses were keeping her teethering at the edge of sanity a long, long time, with several mental breaks. Oh the foreshadowing...
One day, a bad happened. A big bad. The then only partially plasteeled bedroom got infested by not one, but two hives. If the threat had come from the outside, it wouldn't have been an issue. The turrets made short work of any external threats. But on the inside, there was only one turret placed in a niche in the corridor. Gaby with her charge rifle lured out some of the megaspiders to get shot by it, and in a panicked rush, a plasteel door was built behind the wooden one that cut off that corridor originally.
She got cut up a bit, but fortunately EVERY SINGLE COLONIST had medical experience, less or more, and in the meantime, Chris the second Geologist (out of fucking
four) who was pretty good at melee gave it his shot, with mostly comparable or worse results. Meanwhile, a toxin ship has crashed on the planet.
Growingly desperate, the colony resorted to ALOHA SNACKBAR tactics, sending in colonists with grenades looted from the raiders, tossing a couple at the - now three - hives then running the fuck away, and despite the deaths of two and Gaby's loss of leg, the hives were destroyed.
Things promptly went really wrong. Levi (Gaby's father, if you recall), spectacularly botched the operation, killing her instantly. Soon, the entire colony was bedridden with their wounds, either from the heroic dash at the hives, the odd berserk rage, or in one particularly stupid case, making an ill-conceived supply run and getting shot by a scyther.
It soon became apparent that Levi couldn't cope with the grief and the guilt. Over the next couple of days, he would repeatedly go berserk, and with the efforts to bring him down, soon the amount of colonists whittled down even further, and the madness spread. To make things worse, between the bedridden colonists, the death of the dedicated chef, and the ship-poisoned earth, supplies began to run low, and the colonists eventually resorted to feeding each other the corpses of their own fallen friends.
Croc the former raider used cargo-pod dropped supplies to shell the poison ship, but it soon proved too inaccurate, and he died of his wounds.
Finally, the three survivors, Bunny, Levi and the pacifist geologist Teddy, raging at each other, made one last mad charge. Bunny went in first alone, trying to shoot the ship with the charge rifle, but he got 1HK'd by the sole scyther not incapacitated by the shelling. Levi tried to make a grenade run, but he was wailed on by Teddy. As Teddy calmed down before Levi recuperated, he tried to goad the scyther to shoot the ship, but got killed too. And before Levi, the man who brought it all crashing down, could throw the bomblet, he got his leg shot off.
There he layed, slowly starving to death on the blighted wasteland, watching as in the distance the colony's steam generator caused a rapidly spreading fire, as passing raiders and friendlies failed to rescue him, watching Seagraves tumble down, until finally the starvation got better of him, and he finally found his peace from his daughter's death by his own hand.
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