I urge you not to mourn these ideas. Although unfinished, the ideas themselves brought joy, did they not? And, AND! Given a miracle, a project may be ressurrected. Do not lose hope.
Living in the country is good. The year is 2020, but not really. That’s simply the year we are aiming to create.
There are apples now. We haven’t been able to get the color right, or the taste, but they are non-toxic and almost nutritious to humans. From apples, other fruit should be easy to develop.
You are employees of the Allogator. The Allogator wishes to build a society that approximates human life before the change. You all work on projects that will help achieve that dream. The humans deserve this. It’s your fault that this happened. Well, not you personally, but the collective you.
Today is May 18th. Due to an act of sabotage, 85% of all systems are down. Security is at an all time low. The experiments are loose. There is a leakage of oxygen. Cloaking is down, the institute may be visible to humans. Both your lives and everything you have worked for is in jeopardy.
10 or less human players, quarantined in different rooms throughout an underground facility. Each player has different crises to deal with in their situation, and require the assistance and expertise of the other players to overcome their crisis.
Players communicate and interact with their terminal via Discord. The game will be more mechanics heavy than most LARPs, and even has what can be considered “a win condition” for certain players. I anticipate about half of the human players will die by the end of the game. Negotiation with other players is essential for your survival.