![]() ![]() It all happened within about five or ten minutes of frenetic gameplay. Some of what you just read came from the fertile soil of my own imagination, but the events happened almost exactly in the way I described them. I called this the "The Night of the Chinchillas," a terrifying event that actually happened to my Rimworld colony. These creatures were small and furry, maddened and turned savage by some unspeakable genetic manipulation, or perhaps even cybernetic modifications. The researcher of the group identified the invaders as a species not native to this planet – Indeed, the creatures were actually native to Earth, the Earth that they had left behind – the Earth that they had been separated from by countless light years and two centuries of cryosleep. ![]() They limped off to the infirmary while the remaining colonists assessed the damage and examined the corpses of their foes. When the fighting was over, three colonists had severe wounds. The colonists hurriedly armed themselves, and when they emerged from the base to fight, they found themselves faced with a ravenous foe intent on feasting on flesh – And only human flesh would do. The other turret managed to take out six of the invaders, but there were still dozens more swarming the base. One of the turrets eventually succumbed to the invaders’ assault, exploding into a plume of fire and melted slag. The perimeter turrets locked on and fired, their steady three-round bursts echoing across the plains. There was a loud thump at the exterior door to the base a group of invaders were trying to force their way in. "Just your run of the mill base builder/RPG/resource management sim/dating sim/roguelike/cover shooter?" ![]()
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