Professor_Wyvern

Game Dev Tycoon Roleplay [GDTRP] (Current Year: 1989-1995)

Народный Развлечения студия
Q1 Winter, 1989
HQs: Moscow, Russia (USSR)
Start- $3,000,000
Current: $2,250,000

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Name: Это Герой времени. (It is Hero-Time)
Genre: Adventure
Topic: Adventure/RPG
Audience: E
Price: $25
Regions: USSR
Languages: Russian
Platform: PC

Features
- Made by the Glorious USSR.
- Soviet Allegory
- 16 bit graphics
- Stereo sound
- Linear Storyline

Plot: You are an agent of the mystical kingdom of Anglemor . There are reports of a Evil Political Cult that wishes to bring down the Just Kingdom of Anglemor. Bring them to Justice.

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Small Marketing (-750,000)
Советский Действие (Soviet Action)
Genre: Historical
Topic: Shooter
Audience: MT
Market: USSR
Language: Russian

Features
- 16 bit
- Stereo-sound
- Unique Stages
- Multiple Lifes
- Enemy Nazis have 5 unique death moans
- In game character can perform a Salute for the Soviet Union
- SECRET BOSS (If you do not die during the battles)

Plot: You are a glorious soldier of the Red Army during WWII in the Russian Theatre. You play through various battles of the War, leading up to the Red Army's Capture of Berlin.

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Boris Kryuchkov glanced at his employees, as he reached under his desk and pulled out a small tray of shot-glasses, and a bottle of vodka. He poured the drink into the cups, as his crew eagerly took the drinks. "Приветствия." He raised up the shot-glass, as did his employees as they quickly downed the drink. Boris waved his left hand as the rest of the crew headed back to the computers ready to work.

Game Dev Tycoon Roleplay [GDTRP] (Current Year: 1989-1995)

Speaking of USSR. Can I market to its Satellite States without coming into too many problems?

Game Dev Tycoon Roleplay [GDTRP] (Current Year: 1989-1995)

The USSR is a glorious union, long may it prosper.

Game Dev Tycoon Roleplay [GDTRP] (Current Year: 1989-1995)

I expect foreign sales in America to go well, Да.

Game Dev Tycoon Roleplay [GDTRP] (Current Year: 1989-1995)

Alright lets do this. *Starts up Tetris Theme*

CEO Name: Boris Kryuchkov
Company Name: Народный Развлечения студия (People's Entertainment Studio)
Company Logo: A red hammer and sickle, with the sickle's blade replaced by a cogwheel.
Main/Starting HQ: USSR (Russia)
History how it was founded: The People's Entertainment Studio was founded primarily for the purpose of continued propagation of Soviet Party ideology to its citizens (as well as providing them a form of acceptable entertainment so they would not try to sneak and get entertainment from the Bourgeois-laced gaming of the West.) Alongside this it was hope that the revenue generated from these games would help spur some more economic growth for the Soviet Union. And the secondary (ie. real) reason it was founded was because Boris Kryuchkov wanted to be the one making money from this industry. Boris plans on making much money from the Corrupt West, and have much money like the people on the TV Show 'Dallas', to er, be redistributed as the Soviets will it. And not hidden by Boris on some nondescript island.

"Для людей, народом." (For the People, by the People.)

Reserved Game
Tetris: Professor_Wyvern

World of Bloody Revolution (The French Revolution Mecha RP)

"Well good sir, if you are referring to the standard moor there are many variations. General body size for one, the quality of their teeth, some of the tribes further from the coast-lines sharpen their teeth, and are in general smaller. This hampers their use in the plantations of course, but it makes them quite suitable for carrying more of them, and if properly trained could do well in the house." Ermengilde stated matter of factly as he adjusted his glasses once more. "I could go on, but, I am unaware if you still have curiosity on the subject. I ask this, as some individuals would rather not partake in listening to it, but sometimes they still show curiosity of Darkest Africa, and continue the conversation as such."

Shaking his head, the folds of fat upon Ermengilde's face began jiggling. "But oh, oh yes, the matter of the Jacobins."

L.A.D. --- Living Alchemic Drive (A Halo/Evangelion/Anime-Inspired RP) Interest Thread!

If it is malleable you want, why not have even younger children, like around six to ten in terms of age? They are much more malleable than teenagers who can have the 'I'm MY OWN PERSON MAAAN.... YOU CAN'T UNDERSTAND ME MOM/DAD." vibe.

Younger kids brains are developing and what not and are more inclined to taking in the knowledge instead of being at a state of wanting to reject it and such.

World of Bloody Revolution (The French Revolution Mecha RP)

Ermengilde leaned on his cane as he listened to the General. He paused as he pushed up on the brims of his reading glasses as he spoke up. "Yes, well while that is all well and good sir. I hope you find it fitting for me to ask the following question." He gestured with his right hand as he waggled his index finger, "What exactly is that encampment? Is it just something we'd waltz into? Is it civilian, military or noble in its nature? And you want us to, what go in their weapons ablazing?" He asked as he pulled out the handkerchief and wiped down his brow.

He coughed a bit as he caught the globbels of spit in it and returned it back to his breast pocket. "My sincerest apologizes on that. But yes, if you'd be obliged to spare any more details regarding potential dangers we'd face during this, I would be quite grateful for the information."

Queens Guard: the Iron Company [semi-realistic medieval RP]

Atl glanced around at the Tribe Council, in the center of the village, gathered in the middle around the established cooking huts for the horse-meat, which was being smoked into a good jerky, which he established to smooth out the process. "... Lesson of spear after tribe finish. Metal Seer, supply useful yes?" The Blacksmith, or as Atl referred to him as the Metal Seer was burly man, with thick calloused hands from a life-time at the forge, dressed in a smith's apron and ash stained clothing.

"Aye." The Blacksmith said with a nod, as he tugged at his dark, black, beard. "The footman's weaponry, and armor will be easy to use for our purposes." Atl spoke up again, as Slayer lazily meowed ontop of the horse. "Tribesmen need arms, for war. And of metal men?" The blacksmith paused, "Well it'll take time to smelt down all the iron plating to reforge it, either into new armor pieces, or possibly weapons or shields. Er, did you-" Atl shook head, "Me think on it more." The Blacksmith paused as he spoke up again, "Well, would it be alright if instead of smelting down completely, perhaps I just fix the parts as necessary, and see if we can immediately re-use them? It'd save us time and effort." Atl paused as he gave a nod, "Metal Seer know more of Metal than I. Do what best for tribe."

Atl shot a glance to the Cobber, a thin and wiry man with scraggly brown hair. "Cook still good yes? And what of hut?" The Cobbler gave a shaky nod, "Y-yes. Well, not any of the uh, housing huts, not yet, still need to tan the leathers. After all, there was much horse carnage, and we will have a plentiful stockpile of food from this." Atl gave a nod as he glanced towards the woman he saved earlier.

"You wish to know of the injured right?" Atl gave a simple nod. "W-well they are still in treatment, but we've managed to get a few up, the ones with just wounds should be back to the fields soon. But there were many with broken bones." Atl frowned as he stroked his chin, "Bad. Ba-"

And that is when some other individual riding his own horse strode into the village. Atl glanced back at Talan, "You mean Chieftain?" He inquired, recalling that yes, the Queen was what they referred to the Chieftain as. "Chieftain over hill. West. Past River." He said giving directions, rather unconcerned with the individual in question. "Tell Chieftain of Village." He said, showing some sign of emotion.

Atl paused as he glanced back at the assembled Council. "Now, wall, it need be built. More stone focused there, if metal used for weapon. Though need many stone for spear. Once meat cooked much, gather tribesmen who able fight, here. After eat, Atl need teach."

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy Roleplay

Well first image I used was broke. One I switched to seems to work.