This is where Void Bastards tasks you with finding your groove: Scavenging for supplies so that you can survive another jump towards your objective, uncovering parts to upgrade your arsenal and generally surviving an assault of disgruntled Chavs who are gunning for you.įinding those precious resources, downloading maps and surviving the obstacles in front of you are just some of the hazards you have to contend with, but at least your prisoner has a few tricks up his or her sleeve. Some abandoned spacecraft may have the dodgiest power supply this side of the Horsehead Nebula, others may interfere with your navigation systems and some ships may be crawling with vermin. While each ship is randomly generated, so too are the conditions of the interior of each vessel.
It’s you alone on a seemingly abandoned freighter, fending off cruel British life-forms and dealing with an even harsher corporate entity that instructs you to retrieve parts from a dangerous nebula whose menace only grows the further you descend into it.Įvery ship you enter is randomly generated, hiding some of the most lucrative treasure that space can offer a prisoner tasked with assembling spare parts into working mechanisms so that he can shave days off of his life sentence for committing the pettiest of crimes: Fuel, sandwiches and assorted bric-a-brac. It’s a blend of genres, mixing roguelike elements with traditional first-person mechanics and a touch of dry British wit, creating a product that can best be described as what would happen if 2000AD mashed its molecules together with System Shock. On the surface, Void Bastards is easy enough to understand. How do you survive a heist in space when every corridor threatens to end you? How do you cope with pirates, automated sentries and surly teenagers who are happy to hurl laser-tinted insults at your face? With strategy, preparedness and a little bit of luck in Void Bastards. In Void bastards, there’s no shortage of danger in the cosmos as you find yourself tasked with exploring derelict vessels that litter a graveyard of poor choices, roving bands of pirates and globs of the most polite explosive tourists that you could hope to encounter in a hostile universe. Impossibly vast, home to physics-defying phenomena…and filled with bastards.
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