Search the Community

Showing results for tags 'abigail'.



More search options

  • Search By Tags

    Type tags separated by commas.
  • Search By Author

Content Type


Forums

  • Hot Lava
    • [Hot Lava] - General Discussion
    • [Hot Lava] - Suggestions and Feedback
    • [Hot Lava] - Bug Tracker
    • [Hot Lava] - Strats and Records
    • [Hot Lava] - Developer Log
    • Hot Lava Latest Update
  • Griftlands
    • [Griftlands] - General Discussion
    • [Griftlands] - Suggestions and Feedback
    • [Griftlands] - Mods and Tools
    • [Griftlands] - Localization
    • [Griftlands] - Bug Tracker
    • [Griftlands] - Developer log
  • Oxygen Not Included
    • Oxygen Not Included FAQ
    • [Oxygen Not Included] - Developer log
    • [Oxygen Not Included] - General Discussion
    • [Oxygen Not Included] - Bug Tracker
    • [Oxygen Not Included: Spaced Out!] - Bug Tracker
    • [Oxygen Not Included] - Mods and Tools
    • [Oxygen Not Included] - Suggestions and Feedback
    • [Oxygen Not Included] Art, Music & Lore
    • Community Challenges
    • [Oxygen Not Included] - Latest Content Update
    • [Oxygen Not Included] - Latest Animated Short
    • Oxygen Not Included DLC Alpha
  • Don't Starve Together
    • Don't Starve Together FAQ
    • [Don't Starve Together] Developer log
    • [Don't Starve Together] General Discussion
    • [Don't Starve Together] Beta Branch
    • [Don't Starve Together] PS4
    • [Don't Starve Together] Xbox One
    • [Don't Starve Together] Bug Tracker
    • [Don't Starve Together] Trading
    • [Don't Starve Together] Server Bulletin
    • [Don't Starve Together] Dedicated Server Discussion
    • [Don't Starve Together] Mods and Tools
    • [Don't Starve Together] Tales of Life and Death
    • [DS + DST] Art, Music and Lore
    • [Don't Starve Together] Suggestions and Feedback
    • [Don't Starve Together] The Forge
    • [Don't Starve Together] The Gorge
    • [Archived Bugs]
  • Don't Starve
  • Klei Entertainment Games
  • Other Stuff

Categories

  • Don't Starve
    • Custom Character and Skins
    • Game Modifications
    • Language Packs
    • Modding Tools, Tutorials & Examples
    • Custom Maps

Categories

  • Oxygen Not Included
  • Oxygen Not Included: Spaced Out! (Early Access)
  • Griftlands
  • Don't Starve: Hamlet
  • Don't Starve: Hamlet Early Access
  • Don't Starve Together
  • Don't Starve Together: Beta Branch
  • Don't Starve Together: Return of Them
  • Don't Starve Together: The Gorge
  • Don't Starve Together: The Forge
  • Don't Starve Together: The Forge (Archive)
  • [Don't Starve Together] PS4
  • [Don't Starve Together] Xbox One
  • Don't Starve: Shipwrecked
  • Don't Starve: Shipwrecked [archive]
  • [Don't Starve Together] PS4 (archive)
  • [iOS] Don't Starve: Shipwrecked
  • Don't Starve: Hamlet Closed Beta (ARCHIVE)

Categories

  • Oxygen Not Included
  • Oxygen Not Included: Spaced Out! (Early Access)
  • Griftlands
  • Hot Lava
  • Don't Starve Together
  • [PS4] Don't Starve Together
  • [Xbox One] Don't Starve Together
  • Don't Starve: Hamlet
  • Don't Starve: Shipwrecked

Categories

  • Hot Lava - Bug Reports

Find results in...

Find results that contain...


Date Created

  • Start

    End


Last Updated

  • Start

    End


Filter by number of...

Joined

  • Start

    End



Biography


Location


Interests


Occupation


Favorite Game


Modder


Chester Kickstarter


Chester Kickstarter


Chester Kickstarter


Chester Kickstarter


Chester Kickstarter


Klei Featured Artist


Early Supporter


Early Supporter


Don't Starve


Don't Starve Together

Found 9 results

  1. Wendy rework gave a lot of tools to Wendy players to work with, and buffed character as a result a lot. While I think Wendy right now is fun to play, there always is a room for improvement; I saw some complaints on forums about her being too strong, but all people posted as a suggestion to improve situation were quite simple nerfs, which wouldn't balance character while keeping Wendy fun, but rather lead to more grind/make unique playstyle just not worth the resources. So I thought for a while and came up with idea, which I want to share and read people's opinion about it. Health of Wendy and Abigail could be linked in a way that percentage of remaining health of either one would try to match percentage of the other one, and that destination health value to be the lowest in the pair, no matter whether Wendy or Abigail were hurt. That means, that Wendy would have one more reason to fight with Abigail, since letting Abigail's health drop would lead to rapid drop of Wendy's health (drop rate could be as fast as starving, for example). That was general idea, and to make it possible to restore health of both Wendy and Abigail to maximum value, as well as in order to give this system flexibility, I'd suggest to allow health pools to try to align unless the difference is less than 20%. Which means, that if Abigail is destroyed (0%), Wendy's health would drop to 20% of Wendy's health (30 hp) at a rate of starvation; Abigail's health after that wouldn't rise above 40% treshold, leaving Abigail at 60/120/240 hp until Wendy heals herself of spams spectral cure-alls to outheal Abigails health drop rate. Likely results of that and possible examples of situations, which would occur: - majority of boss fights wouldn't change since rate at which both Wendy and Abigail take damage often is either high and player uses both healing and ghost healing (bee queen, fuelweaver, 3rd phase of celestial champion), damage rate is low for both (dragonfly, toadstool, antlion, crab king, 1st and 2nd phases of celestial champion), or player already spams spectral cure-alls (shadow pieces with tier 3 rook, frog rain). Or 600 ghost and 150 human hp are enough to last for magority of the figh/full fight (tanking deerclops). - Abigail would still be able to take unlimited amount of bees and regular spiders without any extra resources spent on Wendy's and Abigail's healing and buffing respectively. In other words, Abigail would be just as good against these enemies as single-player Abigail is, shred through them as she always could, in particular. - Wendy would need to actively help Abigail in order to prevent as much damage as possible in case of spider warriors (spawning from every tier 2 and 3 den), hounds, frogs, pigs, merms, bunnymen, bishops, etc. Afk behaviour would lead to extra resources spent on healing both Wendy and Abigail. - Wendy would need Abigail's elixirs more often in order to spend less resources for healing herself - to keep that percentage health value difference as low as possible; another option would be to let Abigail's health drop and then spend extra resources to heal both sisters (which is balanced considering Abigail in general farms extra resources, such as butterfly wings, meats, honey without bee box), keeping Abigail in flower and fighting with 0.75 damage modifier, or fighting with Wendy and Abigail at very low health both. This leads to variety of decent possible strategies, which is a good thing, in my opinion. And that's it. I know that rework happened long time ago, developers avoid adding disadvantages to existing characters in general, and there is lot of other content to be added with higher priority, so I'm sure Wendy won't change anymore. Maybe somebody could create mod with this change, or I will have more time in the future, learn how to mod it and do that myself, or this topic will soon be lost in the sea of suggestions and all of this remains on paper. But nevertheless, I want to share idea because I'm curious of people's opinions.
  2. So I asked in general discussion, and now write here. In my opinion, we don't have enough control buttons for comfortable playing. I suggest add a key to mount/dismount beefalo. It can prevent unpleasant situation, when you ride with something on a cursor. Or simply have to often jump on/out saddle. Also, having more control for Wendy player is good idea too. And it will fit to a future spider-boy. Hope to see it in a future QoL) Good luck
  3. Hi! :3 I am new to the forums,so if I do anything wrong please tell me. Anyways,I made this topic to post my not so great fan art ;u; Here's the first one: Very bad quality,I know,I know... I wanted to take a better picture,but I couldn't find the paper ;-;
  4. Hey! I am working on an Abigail mod, and I want Abigail's Flower to be removed from Wendy's inventory (and have that be enabled or disabled in the config menu), but I'm having trouble achieving this. I will include the zip! All the code for Wendy is in the modmain.lua. Here's the relevant part from the file (the recipe part definitely works, it's the actual inventory item that refuses to leave): Abbyv5.5.zip
  5. I'm sure a lot of you guys have had this cross your minds before but... Since everyone who dies now can be brought back to life by various methods... what about Abigail? ... My thoughts: If she were to recover her human form again, i suppose she would look similar to Wendy... with the hair-style a little different... But, assuming, she is the younger of the two, she will should still follow her sister (A twin character - two in 1!) like in her ghost form but can do so much more like be able to cut down trees, wear hats, armor, and weapons, granted she would lose some of her ghost-form's abilities, like AoE damage, illumination... but will gain the same abilities of a regular player... or like that of Maxwell's Shadow puppets... but having her to eat while in human form could be a good anchor for this perk... But then she would... be able to have her own inventory... that the player can view maybe just above/below their Wendy's (I'm starting to see why they didn't want to let Abigail live now...) ... Too many UI's... but story wise, shouldn't/wouldn't it make sense?
  6. Here's another pixel art thread for you guys, lord knows there's been enough of those! Not much to say here except: I hope you enjoy the art! Here's something i made while thinking of a better avatar other then the poorly-photoshopped one i had at the time And two of abigail i made a bit ago, one with a sad face, and one with an angry face This one is of a crawling horror i made a few minutes ago Sorry they're a bit small, i was working in aseprite and was zoomed in most of the time, so i didn't really notice the size Also, THIS is what happens when im bored, and have aseprite and lord_battals page open at the same time. I really hope lord_battal doesn't see this... Edit - Resized Abigail pictures for easier viewing What i use - Pixel Art - Aseprite Cropping - Photoshop Replying - My Keyboard Thinking - My Brain In the future i may post some drawings (not pixel art) here, (Warning - I Cannot draw faces to save my life)
  7. Alright, guys, in a wave of inspiration I have finished my back story for Abigail and Wendy! I hope you all enjoy and please tell me what you think! A WORD OF CAUTION: the following text deals with mature content such as bereavement, violence and racial discrimination. if you feel you are uncomfortable with these concepts, please do not read this tale. I mean to cause no offense. ~~~~~~~~~~ Occultway House had been deserted for six years now; its owner had perished in the Great War, his bereaved family downsizing to a smaller, financially manageable home, two towns away. But the great wooden I-house had two visitors this cold autumn night; two familiar visitors at that: young Wendy and four minutes younger Abigail. Tender footsteps unsettled the dust on the rickety floorboards leading to the girls’ old shared bedroom; in time with each step, Wendy’s hair bunches gently beat the length of her back. “C’mon, Abigail, we have to get this done! The moon is almost out!” An impatient whisper from Wendy, who gestured a hurrying hand to the straggling Abigail. “But... it’s... heavyyy!” She strained for each word, as she exerted her strength to forcing a crate, larger than herself, up the grand staircase. “Gosh, would you stop your complaining?! Just hurry up!” Wendy rushed back down the hallway to the staircase, lending herself to pull the crate from the other side. Together, the two girls managed to eke the crate over the top step, and then Wendy was off down the hall again, leaving Abigail to push the remaining distance alone. Wendy pushed ajar the door to the bedroom; she was careful not to grasp any of the peeling paint. The centrepiece of the room was a great queen-sized bed, which the twins had shared, with ornate bed posts and canopy. The reddish colour scheme – the twins’ favourite – could seldom be seen beneath the grime and now stirring dust. Wendy shot another silent gesture for Abigail to hurry; the legs of the work laden twin began to tremor from the heavy load, which pierced the eerie silence as it scraped along the floorboards of the hallway. A few moments passed, the crate was in and the door was locked – the twins always conscious of anyone entering behind them – and then they were ready. Wendy knelt, fidgeting, waiting edgily for Abigail to lift her nose from a ghoulish hardback book that lay open on the floor. Abigail held in one hand the only candle yet lit. The flame danced teasingly on its wick; without it there would be only darkness, and darkness brings only... They were sat on the circular woolen rug at the foot of the bad, with the crate lying to the left of the bed, closest to the door. There was also a bag of oddities; Wendy had emptied this onto the floor to her right, nearest to the window, which was covered by extravagant drapes – these, in turn, were coated in muck. Silence was the clearest adornment in this old place. Abigail continued to inexhaustibly analyse the text that lay before her. “Abigail, what is taking you so long?!” Wendy finally snapped. The dust beginning to skirt her clothes seemed to jolt away, as though in fright. “Please, Wendy, take thy beak out of my heart.” Abigail retorted calmly and eloquently, daintily turning to the next page of her book. “Argh! What have I told you about quoting your silly little books when you’re talking to me? All you ever do is gorge your greedy little mind on meaningless words! It never gets you anywhere, or you wouldn’t be sat up here in our ramshackle old house with me, doing... this!” Silence. Abigail stared blankly at the pages of her book. She tried to remain stoic, but she found it too hard to respond in another quotation. Her lips visibly trembled as her eyes, hidden by the angle of her now drooping head, welled uncontrollably with tears. “Abigail...?” Wendy queried, her stern tone softening on the final syllable. “It’s these ‘meaningless words’ that are going to bring our daddy back!” Abigail cried, as she tore from the book the closest page she could grab; she crumpled the paper and slammed it to the floor, too docile to throw it at her sister. “When I tried to just get on with things when all the boys and girls at school were picking on us, you had to rise to their petty little challenges, acting out and dragging me into things! You think you’re so perfect but you just... just...” Abigail screwed up her face, throwing her arms over her head in an internal conflict over whether or not she could feasibly insult her sister. “You’re trying to blame me for what happened to us?! It’s not my fault momma made friends with that... that... *****! This was all his faul-” “No it wasn’t! Jonah is just a man, just like any other one! If you actually picked up a book for five minutes instead of hissing every time I looked at one, you might actually learn a thing or two! He was in the war also, just like daddy, and there is nothing wrong with him just because he looks different!” Wendy was taken aback. Her sister had stood up to her. They often talked about how everything had gone wrong since their mother had found another man; the pupils and teachers alike bullied the twins, so they had run away – two towns away, back to their old home, where they lived with their parents before the war. Silence had once again ensued as the two stared down at the floor. Leaning forward and shuffling the short distance across the mat on her knees, Wendy took Abigail into her harms, kissing her gently atop the head. There they stayed for some time; two children, expected to cope with mature concepts in life - death, discrimination, homelessness. They just wanted back their father. A dazed, rumbling groan. It came from inside the crate, immediately drawing the attention of the girls, snapping them away from their tearful embrace. “Oh no!” Wendy reacted worriedly, staring at the closest face of the wooden crate. “Wh-what do we do?!” She frantically queried Abigail, but her eyes remained fixed on the crate. “D-don’t worry Wendy, we can do the ritual quickly, before it fully comes round! Uh, quick, get the candl...” Their hearts dropped; both realised the single candle that had lit the room for their entire stay in the house was about to go out. Wendy scrambled to find the other candles, but when she had emptied her bag, its contents had spread across the floor in dribs and drabs. “W-wendy? Wh-what about those candles?” Abigail squeaked quietly and fearfully, as the stirring beast began to grumble. “I... I think... I think they went under the bed... I, I can’t reach!” The candle went out before she could find anymore. They were left in darkness. “Squeee!” The beast was awake. A boar. “Wendy, it’s awake! It’s awake, Wendy!” The pig immediately began to slam itself against the side of the woodworm-ridden crate; the twins had found it in a backstreet littered discarded old items. It wouldn’t hold for long, and the boar was angry. “L-look, I found the knife, Abigail! C-can you remember the sacrament without the book?” “Wendy, I want to leave, Wendy!” “Come on Abigail, the door was locked and I can’t remember where I put the key, j-just try and recite the sacrament, okay?” Through streams of tears, Abigail began to recite the sacrificial sacrament, stuttering on every word and having to breathe jarred breaths through her staggered inhalations. The wood of the crate splintered and snapped; the brutish, frustrated boar bolted forward. “Don’t worry Abigail, just carry on!” Wendy shook uncontrollably, lifting the knife ready to protect her innocent twin sister. “I feel a strange kinship with- hnkf!” The sacrament was curtailed with a sick take on a hiccup. A stab in the dark. Wendy had missed her target. Abigail lay bleeding. “A-abigail? Abigail?! Abig-” Wendy was cut short by the blow of the brutish boar, which thrashed against Wendy, tossing her limp, unconscious frame to its side as it attempted to find its bearings. Wendy awoke next morning to find an awful truth: the stab wound had proven fatal; who knows for how long Abigail lay, as her punctured lung unwillingly accepted increments of fluid. Wendy herself had received nasty blows to the head and ribs, but nothing major; not that it mattered to her, of course. Wendy’s injuries were immaterial by this point. The doorway stood stripped of its corresponding door, indicating where the boar had made its exit. But Wendy did not exit. She sat with the body of her sister. She continued to sit for some time. She never left, at least not by her own accord... An unfortunate tale, I must admit, but my dealings are not with the fortunate. A part of my job description. How have I told you this story? Well, Abigail came to me herself; told me about her life with Wendy, their trials, their lacking tribulations... she wanted me to help. Well, at least they are both together now. What more could I afford to give to the child? What could she give me in return? . ... My name is Maxwell. I don’t give away happiness for free. ~~~~~~~~~~ EDITS: Lots of edits as I go along; I have a habit of posting first, proof-reading later.
  8. Hi everyone!I'm not sure if this is the sort of work you're looking for here on the forum, so before I go ahead and write an entire back story for the twins, I'd just like to leave this here to see if back stories are a thing!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Occultway House had been deserted for six years now; its owner had died in the Great War, his bereaved family downsizing to a smaller, financially manageable home, two towns away. But the great wooden I-house had two visitors this cold autumn night; two familiar visitors at that: young Wendy and four minutes younger Abigail. Tender footsteps unsettled the dust on the rickety floorboards leading to the girls’ old shared bedroom; in time with each step, Wendy’s hair bunches softly beat the length of her back. “C’mon, Abigail, we have to get this done! The moon is almost out!” An impatient whisper from Wendy, who gestured a hurrying hand to the straggling Abigail.“But... it’s... heavyyy!” She strained for each word, as she exerted her strength to forcing a crate, larger than herself, up the grand staircase.“Gosh, would you stop your complaining?! Just hurry up!” Wendy rushed back down the hallway to the staircase, lending herself to pull the crate from the other side. Together, the two girls managed to irk the crate over the top step, and then Wendy was off down the hall again, leaving Abigail to push the remaining distance alone.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Is this sort of thing okay?Thanks guys!