Chapter 282 Weird Games and Weird People
[Thanks to the leader ‘Ying Siqi’]
And this old friend of Jean Robert is named Jason.
At this time, Robert's call had just been answered.
"Hey? Old friend, what are you doing?"
Robert asked.
"What else can I do? Of course I continue to think about how to do my game. Now I have the initial idea."
A voice came from the opposite side and replied, and the strong smell of a white man with red neck could be heard.
Because it is normal, his old friend Jason is a white man from the countryside of Texas. His family started with a farm, which is the most typical red neck.
If you don't have a deep contact, you won't even see that this guy is a completely harmless old otakus. Instead, he looks like a loyal fan of the Rifle Association, who dares to shoot the sky with a gun.
But it is not the case.
Robert was helpless when he heard his old friend's words: "You are still thinking about your so-called game? You really can't make such a thing."
"Why can't I do it? I'm pointing at 3A." The red neck voice on the opposite side suddenly became unhappy and had already started to talk shit and fu*k.
"The game I want to make is a real, completely independent virtual free world where players can do anything, buy houses, buy assets, start companies, even sell medicines, rob, do bad things, and do good things. Even the map is completely replicated by reality. Players can even see any car on the street, or even snatch it, and they can also walk into any store on the map, point the gun at the boss, and rob the store."
"And my idea is that after the player commits a crime, there will be policemen who will come to want players. Players need to drive or hide in the wild to avoid police pursuits, or even kill police."
"And there must be a plot that stuns everyone, which is linked and tangled. You can even call it bitch in it, and you can go to a street club to watch a dance show. Hey, it's the real one."
"That's why I said that this kind of game can't be made at all." Robert said without hesitation: "Old friend, this is very difficult to develop, and I don't think it can be made."
"So I've been preparing for the past few years. I must make this kind of game."
The old friend replied without hesitation.
"Actually, I have invested so much money and invested 80% of the money I have earned over the years. Now I have found a lot of talents. They are really likely to make the game I conceived, but the biggest problem now is how to do the core of the game, such as the plot, the character design, and the details design, which are still unremarkable. My idea is to design three different protagonists, strive to maximize playability and details. The stories of the three protagonists are tied together, and the protagonist can be switched at any time."
Robert shook his head: "It really doesn't work. My old friend, as we all know, stories are very taboo to divert. The so-called multiple protagonists are not realistic at all. They will only pull out the sense of inclusion of the story audience."
"But I'm a game, not a simple story."
The old friend replied without hesitation.
"The audience is a player. I am considering it for playability. I plan to design the protagonists of three different races, one black, one white, and one oriental, and their personalities are different. Everyone has a unique personality. For example, black people are young people who make life on the street, a low-level gangster at the beginning, and white people have a successful career, seemingly leaving the retired OG with low-level fun, but in fact they are a disgusting whistleblower, a two-faced trash, and then a pure pervert, a lunatic, a real vicious criminal who kills people without blood. This is the character I originally designed."
"Don't you offend all the races of the three worlds?" Robert said.
"But the tone of my game is designed to be the story of criminals, not the story of normal people." said an old friend.
"Okay." Robert sighed.
He no longer intends to persuade him.
He has been persuading him for many years, but he has no effect at all.
However, he is ready. If an old friend really goes bankrupt, he will help the other party.
He has to hit the wall.
Those large game companies are working on making games to make money, and online games are the king.
But his old friend, where is the game he made? This is done as a real dream.
But facts often prove that people with dreams are often easily fallen to death.
"Now I'm looking for the characters in my game. Of course, I plan to recruit story scripters in a while to help me design the whole story."
"It's up to you, then do you want to come and watch the movie? Just so happens, I have a very cool movie, and the protagonist is the kind of pervert you like."
Robert shrugged.
"Abnormal? How perverted is it?" The old friend's interest was suddenly aroused.
Now, for his masterpiece, he is looking for such perverted characters to see and then find inspiration.
"You will definitely like it." Robert smiled.
“Arrival now!”
After saying this, the old friend hung up the phone.
And his old friend has always been the same kind of person who will do it immediately after saying it.
Soon, his old friend went to the theater.
This is a real old naughty boy. Although he looks like he is in his fifties and sixties, his clothes are still no different from those of young people today. They are all very trendy clothes and even wear the latest baseball caps.
"Hey, my old friend, where are you talking about perverted criminals?"
When the old friend saw Robert, he immediately asked.
"Just just look at the criminal? I have two movies connected here, you can check it out."
Robert directly brought his old friend into the company, then took out the posters and promotional materials of the two movies and introduced them to his old friend.
"You can watch this "Mystery of the Shadow" first, and then watch "The Joker", so that the shocking feeling of the criminal's special film can be maximized."
But my old friend never follows his advice.
In other words, he rarely follows other people's advice and goes according to his own ideas.
For example now.
My old friend just looked at the posters, and his eyes were tightly locked on the look of the man in "The Joker".
It was like welded to death, staring at it all the time.
Then, he said, "No need to choose, I'm going to see this."
"Okay." Robert said helplessly again.
So, they could only watch "The Joker" first.
And his next movie "The Joker" in the cinema is coincidentally, just 15 minutes later, and I can only say that the old friend came just right.
He is the boss, so he can naturally have a position exclusive to the boss. There is no saying that there is no position.
So he brought the person to the cinema, and it was a private room.
But his old friend's weird temper came again: "Don't have a private room, I want to sit in an ordinary seat, so that I can feel like watching a movie!"
Chapter completed!