one of my side projects while doing mod work on maincord was a MUD server. yes, a text-based multiplayer thing. worked on this with one of the other moderators.
we wanted to make a server space for use during grand siesta where people could wander around and hang out in their dedicated team spaces, or fill a stadium with live chat and random game events.
so of course, we planned HUGE and barely got any of it done. but the bones were there. and the flesh, and the teeth.
we started simple. there was a hallway. the hallway was the inside of the ILB headquarters. and you could go to the egg field, or see the anchor's recording studio, or visit the hall of flames.
I custom wrote code randomising egg names for new players. one of my favourites was "Parkour Templeton".
big fan of Scrub Skeeball, he played for the Tacos, probably
I wrote code for the anchor's recording studio. the anchor stands in his dimly-lit studio with a whiteboard and occasionally writes something on it. sometimes the whiteboard flips over by itself and there's a gruesome scene scrawled on it depicting the Goobie Ballson massacre or something.
wizards (the term for people with OP permissions in MUDs) can choose when to trigger special events, like here where I ripped the anchor in half from feedback. he reforms about 30 seconds later.
my biggest achievement in the blaseball MUD was writing the PEANUT. I wanted our shelled boy to operate like the fucking TARDIS from Doctor Who
when you pulled the red lever the peanut transformed into the shelled one and radiated malice at you. the green lever started it turning.
announce yelled whatever message you put into the room in his RED ALL CAPS STYLE so everybody could hear it
shout did the exact same thing only TO EVERYBODY IN EVERY ROOM ON THE ENTIRE SERVER
and of course it could teleport anywhere while doing all of this
. . . I should start writing code again.
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