u/No_Abroad8805

Decided it would be fun to have the metal gear solid inventory to launch my most used programs. Uses png and a config.json for easy updates/customisation.

(WINDOWS ONLY)
For those wanting here is the link to download the executable. No install. Put it wherever you want. Only 10MB for the executable itself.

metal-gear-rust-0.1.0
metal-gear-rust-0.1.1 - added better font

And the github link for the tech savvy

Metal Gear Rust Repo

Thought I could figure it out but finding it tough to really get the curve it needs!

Lighting is the hardest aspect for me to understand. I still don't really get when in the process I should be relying on it/ thinking of it so just trying to get some insight!

Popped in during a psy-storm. Aged me some, but it was worth it!

The goal with this colony was to create a tribe of nudist elven bow users and to progress them from neolithic to ultra world tech levels; using the world tech level mod. Our constraints were the following:

- Green energy only.

- Bows only as weapons for elves (thank you legendary weapons/ Odyssey)

- Elves hate mining

- Elves hate killing/ chopping trees

- Elves hate killing and slaughtering animals

- Elves hate eating meat

- Elves hate clothes

- Elves hate non-elves

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Here is their genome:

Genome image link

And here is their ideology:

Ideo image link

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Early on we were losing eyes, which isn't great in an archer society, and so steel visage masks became mandatory for all Elves (mod to make masks still count as nude. Silly feature imo.) and those that had already suffered losses were given golden replacements until technology had advanced sufficiently.

I really enjoyed focusing on food production without electricity during this stage. I learned about crop rotating, saving things like corn until the faster perishing items were gone, storing less ready made meals because they spoil faster than raw vegetables etc. Now I don't actually think anyone actually needs electricity/a fridge for food storage at all. Just a bit of management.

Vital organs were also being lost at an alarming rate. Kidney here, lung there... As the group was tribal we began focusing on the anima tree heavily so we could rely on psychic powers to protect our flesh. An enslaved human was brainwashed and assigned to meditate almost 24/7 - allowing the citizens proper to focus on the preservation of the forest and reap the precious psylevels. Once we had enough children they joined the meditation sessions and we were getting a new psylevel almost every 2 days.

We also leaned heavily on our animal brethren, summoning them to help at any occasion. Many barkskin dryads perished over the years until we tamed three rhinoceros; which quickly grew to 9 or 10. We also enslaved two hussar, kept on ice in the cryo-pods 99% of the time. Due to their impure blood they were able to use guns and armour, despite their conversion to our ideology. They wouldn't be awake long enough for it to matter in the long run. We gave them miniguns and marine armour to protect the children in case of wall breaches.

A relentless psychic rain occurred in our seventh year, lasting almost 120 days. This advanced aging was a godsend for the long-living elves, allowing the children to contribute to the colony a lot sooner than they otherwise would have and maturing the rhino into fighting age very quickly indeed.

As they entered the industrial age and guns became common the elves had to compromise on some of their practices. While mining was seen as a destructive dirty activity reserved for the dwarves and dwarf-adjacent, their need for resources outweighed the stocks of the traders. Even with the vast riches acquired from years of selling magnificent artwork, they could not get enough to keep up with their ever-increasing neighbours.

They resigned themselves to deep drilling only, rationalising that it was far less harmful than the reckless surface mining practiced by others. The surgical extraction of only what they need was therefore approved and full-time mining efforts began, scanning for steel, gold, and plasteel.

As their foes became more advanced, wielding marine armour, mechs, charge rifles, shield generators and so on, they became desperate. They began to not just synthesize artificial organs, but limbs as well. They surgically implanted glands to produce tougher skin. Each iteration deforming their angelic beauty more and more. By the time they had standardised stoneskin implants into all elven citizens, their renowned beauty had been nullified. Not ugly, but brought on par with mortal men; Unremarkable.

As their unique whimsy and beauty was whittled away in the name of persisting, their relationships began to break down, amplifying their shallow nature. The elves began to ask themselves if what they were doing was worth it. If losing their culture and dulling their race was better than letting nature take it's course and allowing themselves to return to the weeds with dignity.

It was here a choice was made that would alter their course forever. Their leader, Strange, had the ideology reformed. Transelvenism was born and a new dawn was upon them. They began to encourage and rejoice in the alteration of their bodies, rationalising that amalgamating with machines was a natural process. How they evolved the technology of their bows, and now evolve the technology of their bodies. They decided nature had given them this knowledge to allow them to better protect it. Painstoppers, bionic eyes, and gunlinks became standard issue. By shedding their past whimsical selves they experienced a collective maturity. A shift from the care-free happiness of perpetual adolescence into the hard reality of being nature's stewards.

All that matters are the trees. If the trees are happy and can grow, then so can we...