Showing posts with label battle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label battle. Show all posts

Monday, November 14, 2011

Battle Students: Eradicate Your Enemies. With Scissors.

Today I thought of a fantastic video game idea - battle students. As an elementary student your weapons comprise of your crayons, your scissors, your pencil, chalk, and occasionally playground equipment if you make it to recess. Survive a few simple math problems, grammar and spelling specifications and you'll make it through the battle of the wits - but then of course, you must make it through artistic challenges (can you color within the lines or cut out a paper dinosaur?) - and then onwards you will go into the real bloody battles.

If you graduate, you may move along to middle school. Middle school is honestly boring. You can be a tad more mischievous by leaving gum on the hallway floors in order to trip your opponents during the physical battles. You have a few new choices in your classes, and a few other new options. There would also be fewer bullies.

High School is where things get bloodier. School sports begin and you can take down your opponent on the field, and you can choose your classes. Choose more than 3 science or other specialized classes together and you get "super powers", or spread your choices out and have some art, some science and some language etc.

Your specialized classes will give you new weapons. If you choose sculpting classes, for instance, you can use your skills in sculpting to fool your opponent, challenge your opponent, or inhibit your opponent. However, you could also use your chisel to stab your opponent during the bloodier battles. If alongside sculpting, you took a painting class, you could paint your opponent onto another scene, or a hole beneath them etc. You can fight them physically with your paintbrush or use the paint to slip them etc. You could also now paint a better scene with the addition of your sculpting abilities, because now it can be 3-D. If alongside all of that you took digital filmmaking, you could embarrass your opponent in their confusion or document the situation and earn a little cash on the side.

If you chose science classes, you might attack with labratory equipment or sick your pet rat with experimental rabies on them.

Naturally the classes will become more complicated and get better weapons if you graduate High School (if you lose too many battles you can flunk, and depending on your grade, you might get into a better or worse University). If you graduate, you go to college and from there you can choose from majors and you don't have to answer any more general education unless you choose the classes. As a film student, for instance, your weapons outside of the gen ed weapons, would all be specialized towards film. You can get a Xenon light and blind your opponent or burn them, or steal their soul with the camera. As a programming student you can reprogram specific traits of your character or your opponent during each battle. Of course, you'd actually have to know how to program. As a creative writing major, you would be able to defeat your opponent with the fanciest words you can think of - the fancier the better. If you say "disintegrate" for instance, that would be an intermediate word and would do a mediocre job of destroying the enemy, while "obstinate" might slow their abilities for a longer period of time. "Matriculate" would be a fantastic word to use on yourself.

I imagine all of the characters would look a bit like Scott Pilgrim people or anime anyway. The main goal is to graduate college. "Smart" battles would take place in the classrooms, where you have to use your weapons in the way they were meant to be used and out-do your opponents. Outside of the classroom you can also challenge opponents to "smart" battles, though in college it would need to be within your major or their major. Physical battles would take place at recess, at lunch, in the parking lots, and in the hallways. You can use whatever weapons you have in your backpack. That would include textbooks, computers, phones, pencils, pens, chisels, cameras, test tubes, paint, lighting gear, running shoes, and anything that might have to do with whatever classes you are taking at school.


An example of a physical university level battle:
Chemistry major vs Culinary major

Chemistry
weapons:
demented lab rat
broken test tube
dangerous chemicals
heavy textbook
defenses:
gloves
lab coat
safety goggles
heavy textbook

Culinary
weapons:
Butcher Knife
poisoned ham
alcohol
silverware
defenses:
mixing bowls
wedding cake
gloves
spatula

Students would face each other in their location. First the chemistry student may spray acid towards the culinary student. The culinary retaliates by shoving out the wedding cake to absorb the dangerous substance, and then toss a bit of silverware towards the chemistry student. The chemist would then block this with the heavy textbook and set loose the demented lab rat. The cook may then trap the rat with the mixing bowl or kill it with the spatula or butcher knife if they think they're good enough at using it. They could also poison the rat or get it drunk. Their next option might be to toss their butcher knife. At this point the textbook may be too weak to defend, depending on how the silverware attack went earlier. If the butcher knife went through the chemistry student would flunk his course, or be given a warning by his teacher and the culinary student would move on to the next round.

Another example is of a Creative Writing student versus a Music Major.

Creative Writing
weapons:
imagination
pencil/notebook
dictionary
defense:
notebook
fictional book
imagination
dictionary

Music (stringed instruments)
weapons:
Violin
Guitar
Guitar pick
Violin bow
sleep-inducing sheet music
defenses:
sheet music
guitar
violin
piano
music stand

In this situation we will pretend like the music major strikes first. First they might attempt to set their opponent to sleep by playing their song, but before this is able to kick in, the creative writing student might say "excite me" and the music would pick up a bit. If they used a word like "galvanize" they might do better in that defense. This would be the writer using their dictionary in defense. Next the creative writer might attack by describing as detailed as they can, a hole beneath the musician. The musician might then use the strings from one of their musical instruments to tie a rope to the ceiling. They might then shoot guitar picks at their opponent. The writer could block these using their fictional book or their imagination. They might next launch their pencil into the string and break it. The music major swings over before the pencil hits and swings a guitar at the writer, who blocks this attack with their notebook.

Anyway, you get the idea. Different majors would have different kinds of fights. So basically, the game would be an epic all-out war between the students at your school. It is not only a battle of random skills, but of wits! The more you know about your subject the better you could do. The best thing ever is the expansion packs - Battle Students: Demolish the Greeks (fraternities and sororities) and Battle Students: Jocks vs Nerds. There could also be Battle School: Master's Degree and Battle School: Extra-Cirricular

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Homo Sapien vs Arachnid

I do have an important blog planned to write. It just needs to be edited and I haven't gotten around to it. In the meantime, I feel the need to record a few events of the day.

I started my job at MBS yesterday and have since been eating too much junk food, sweets and drinking too much coffee. I also have gotten the hang of answering calls for dumb people, computer illiterate people, confused people, and the occasional person who actually has a technical problem. Its somewhat entertaining during calls, if not stressful, and sometimes I have time to read or fold paper animals so it isn't bad. Today after I got home from work I bummed around a bit and skipped kickboxing because I was feeling kind of ill. I'm not sick, it was just the typical grumbles that make kicking and such unpleasant. Because yesterday was my bestie's birthday I decided I would just bum around until she wanted to hang out so at about seven or eight I gathered up my stuff and brought her birthday present - it was a pink and white golf umbrella with a span of 62". We decided it could fit up to six people underneath, and it was very well built. She appreciated it because her last umbrella was stolen a while ago, and I know she really likes umbrellas so when one goes missing, it is extremely upsetting.

Anyway, we played ping-pong for a while, and I discovered that I had magically improved somehow (I never play ping-pong). When I came back, I returned to my lair in the Donelson family's basement only to discover that it was the perfect model for my future dream cabin. With a few slight modifications, it is a wonderful layout. The kitchen, dining room and living room are all basically one conjoined gathering place with no separating walls at all. This leaves it feeling rather open and inviting. It is also simple to navigate. The rest of the house consists of a small garage, two bathrooms and two or three bedrooms. One of them is larger than the other two as the master, and it would be connected to one of the restrooms.

(SKIP TO HERE FOR SPIDER STORY ONLY)

I was guestimating the lengths of the walls in the main room, when I spotted a large spider - about three or four centimeters in diameter if its legs were sprawled out. It was hiding behind a blockish beige piece of electronic equipment, which usually beeps quickly at a high frequency so as to be annoying only when the room is completely silent. Using my stealth ninja abilities, which I had practiced earlier at Ashley's with ping-pong, I used the remote control to joust the equimpent. My goal was to smash the spider behind it, but instead only the box stopped beeping as enthusiastically (which I didn't mind, and the blinking red light on the front continued, so I was not worried). Seeing as this had done nothing, I jabbed it several more times at different angles. Unfortunately, the spider was clearly at a tactical advantage due to its small stature and superior speed. It therefore dodged each of my attacks by either cramming itself in the corner between the fluffy carpet and the baseboard, or dashing out at the last moment.

Eventually I realized my wrath was futile, and I gave up the crusade. I turned off the lights and returned to my room, no longer enticed to create further drafts of my dream cabin. Still, a small fear is left inside me that it will enter my bedroom at night and it will be creeping in the corners, prepared to strike vengeance. As it had been hiding along the opposite side of my bedroom, it may be a possibility, but I am hoping that it will catch the scent of my presence and associate it with fear because of said near-death experience. After all, fear is everywhere... but so are spiders... -_-