 | With a face like that, I don't think you'd believe her, either. |
 | Me playing around with Mozilla's X-Ray Goggles and Remix. Don't worry, I didn't change anything on the site itself.  |
 | These happy little guys have taken to eating both the stingers and the honey provided! When they need a break from getting stung, they like to crowd around this tea box and slap norn plushies around. It's cute! |
 | They've invaded the ARK, hide your Nornlets!
And this is one of the less infested areas.  |
 | We may have a stinger infestation problem but, boy, their delicious honeycomb is worth getting stung for!  |
 | Everything's coming together quite nicely, I think. |
 | A dustdevil from C2toDS... In the ocean? |
 | I think I set the population density for these guys a little too high.... |
 | This is a picture of the average Spam Norn colony. The dominant male, who has some genetic problems, is watching the eggs, and there are tons of females. There is also an undersea transport vehicle to the right, caught in the act of taking some Norns to a laboratory, in a remote location, to be experimented on. |
 | Just a little peek at what happens when you splice some stuff up and do a Wolfling Run with the results. |
 | A shot from the Wolfling Run I started today.
It's basically just a standard IQ Test run with the population max set at 20. The Grendels have to make their way from the Comms Room to the bottom of the Meso, going through all four of the default DS rooms. The workshop does have some limited food sources for the sake of preventing EES, however.
The Grendels themselves use a modified ChiChi Norn genome. Besides some edits to make them more grendelish, they breed faster than the Norns they're based on, have slightly edited pigment and pigment bleed genes to prevent color-destroying mutations, and have maximum mutation rates for their appearance genes.
The little hut up there is the Grendel home. Originally I had the Grendel home all the way back in the workshop to constantly test female Grendels, but the potential for failure on that was just too high and I decided it wasn't worth losing females over.
I'll probably upload individuals from this run every so often (maybe once every ten generations or so). |
 | I was just looking at random Norns in the tribe, when I came across this. |
 | Why does this even exist? I was just playing around with the Norn Poser when my creature struck a very odd pose. |
 | Just thought I'd get a picture of this, before my Norns devoured it. |
 | (Faux Shakespearian Voice):
'Round they go, the Spam Norns!
See their faces, red and blue 'midst their sweat and chatter
With their collections of eggs! Watch how they grow,
Their life flashing by with every tick!
Gaze, if you will, into their eyes.
See their pain-- do they mean it when they state 'Me friendly'?
'Me push Norn'? Do they, perchance, seek it out themselves
Or the product of haywire instincts in their furry heads?
Witness, if you can bear-- the weeping eyes of the fair maidens.
Like clockwork, they mate, they eat, they rest
Amongst the seething pile of fur and their babes' hard cradles.
Alas! What cruel Shee or Hand would subject
Such creatures to this fate? And yet they continue breathing
Producing their own bretheren by the ket
Never to experience an Albian's life! |