Hello again from Sweden!
Some years ago I started thinking about a sci-fi game that would draw inspiration from the old TV-series V, Marvel superhero comics, Judge Dredd's Cursed Earth, 1984 and movies like Equilibrium, The Terminator, Hardware, Demoliton Man, Mad Max and V for Vendetta. The game would also draw heavily upon sects like Jehovah's Witnesses, The Church of Scientology, my own twisted social commentary and similar oddness like the whole Woke movement. Here is a little intro blurb I wrote in English:

https://www.dropbox.com/s/rdbm8x0hf7f5dnf/TAINT%20exempel.pdf?dl=0

The game itself would center around discovery of the evil schemes of the Outlanders and the combatting of said schemes. The Tainted are superhumans, mutants (like X-men, Fantastic Four, etc) and genetic experiments and supersoldiers of old warring states. They can also be ordinary people who wake up from their slumber and start doing their own danger-filled research. They are all the heroes of the game, being rooted out by the Outlanders Hunter Killers and other murder machines. They also have to contend with batshit crazy warlords and the carnivorous mutant beasts and plants of the Forbidden zones.

One little side note is that the common greeting among the brainwashed masses of each megacity is the hand heart greeting followed by the phrase Love and Hope.




The short text below could be the blurb of some kind of human occupation:

THE WHITE-COLLAR WORKER

"My first couple of weeks at Accounting were great. I loved working with the complex data bases and calculations. Our Head of Division, Mr. Morgan, a distinguished gray-haired old gentleman, led every Morning Assembly and was sprinkling us all with encouragement and praise. As was the norm, all our meetings ended with the hand heart salute. Love and Hope. Love and Hope.
  The office space was a bright, well ventilated oasis of harmonious colours. Everyone chipped in according to their own abilities. Everybody was happy doing their part and to contribute to a greater cause. But then there was this odd Mr. Roberts, a tall and jittery man in his late 40s with a face like a molten wax apple. Everytime we spent brief moments alone riding the elevator to and from the 97th floor he akwardly tried to get my attention, even going as far as pulling my sleave and murmuring something. Only when we were alone, mind you. And then he started with his stories. On our first prolonged elevator encounter he insisted on that "the numbers weren't right - that something was off and shady". I didn't understand a thing. What was wrong with this guy? Was he ill in some way? I almost pitied him. Then it all escalated for each not-so-random elevator convergence. I started to avoid him as best as I could, but to no avail. Late one Friday evening we happened upon each other in the elevator again. Alone. Mr. Roberts suddenly pushed the Stop button and delivered what was the most horrifying, sickening tale I have ever heard in my life.
  I don't even want to think about that sudden gush of madness that was uttered by this man. Then he started the elevator again. I just looked at him. It crossed my mind that he had never ever greeted me with the customary hand heart like normal people do. Maybe he was one of those anarchistic provocateurs and Tin foil hats I had heard about on the news? Or what if he was one of those...Tainted...now in human guise...with the sole purpose of tormenting me with his macabre delusions? I don't know. Maybe I should have taken it up with Mr. Morgan right after the first encounter with that dreadful man?
  Luckily I didn't need to worry about it any longer - it turned out that Mr. Roberts had been outsourced to another company the very next Monday. As I arrived to Morning Assembly I witnessed them cleaning out his desk already. Now everything was back in order again. I breathed a sigh of relief and prepared for another hard day's work. Love and Hope. Love and Hope."


Now, what do you say, yay or nay? Could this possibly form the framework of an ok sci fi game, or is it all old, tasteless hat?

Interesting concept, especially these days.

I would go with the title THE TAINTED or TAINTED because "taint" in US slang refers to the space between your genitals and your butthole, or just your butthole, depending on the definition.

Quote from: Spinachcat;1091704Interesting concept, especially these days.

I would go with the title THE TAINTED or TAINTED because "taint" in US slang refers to the space between your genitals and your butthole, or just your butthole, depending on the definition.

Thanks for the heads up, my friend! That kind of taint would be funny, but the game is supposed to be deadpan serious, lol. First I thought of calling the game FREAKS, but that isn't a good title either, because then it's obviously a mob against someone (the freaks). THE TAINTED it is as of now, if no other fantastic title might come up.