2018-02-08 21:58:19

This is essentially a mod of Crimson moon see index

Instead of being attacked by a vampire or werewolf and raised as undead, instead your recruited into the armed forces as one of a number of specialist troop types to join the war against the aliens who have invaded the earth.
The outer area, rather than being full of fantasy creatures is a barren set of satellites and space locations where you can battle alien nasties, similarly, instead of training at the tooth and nail gym, you will find yourself tweaking your characters genetics with the virtualiser.

I'm not far enough into the game to determine what exactly the differences are between this and crimson moon in gameplay terms. The game does have more player types and  to have more missions and quests, but again i'm not %100 sure here.

Either way, Crimson moon had more to it than met the eye, and so if like me scifi is more your  than the undead feel free to give this one a try.

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Oh and yes, that is my referal link big_smile.

With our dreaming and singing, Ceaseless and sorrowless we! The glory about us clinging Of the glorious futures we see,
Our souls with high music ringing; O men! It must ever be
That we dwell in our dreaming and singing, A little apart from ye. (Arthur O'Shaughnessy 1873.)

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2018-02-09 05:25:51

signing up for this is a problem! the fields are not labled correctly the only reason i can tell what the password field is because nvda makes the password sound! possibly ask the dev to fix?

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2018-02-09 11:37:28

Hmmm, yep I do see the problem, however it's a standard form.
Username, password, repeat password, email address, then select class and gender through the dropdowns.

Everything in game is labeled, indeed if you look at the Crimson moon db page  you'll find a few tips on nav help.

While I do agree this is a miner pest, it shouldn't be a trouble once you've signed up, and there are after all none of those inaccessible capchas or similar.

With our dreaming and singing, Ceaseless and sorrowless we! The glory about us clinging Of the glorious futures we see,
Our souls with high music ringing; O men! It must ever be
That we dwell in our dreaming and singing, A little apart from ye. (Arthur O'Shaughnessy 1873.)

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