![]() ![]() The problem is that players are fleeing a hostile force, and the longer they take in a region the closer that hostile force comes. Each new region that you jump to will bring either conflict with another ship, or, occasionally, a shop to buy new goods at or a random event that allows players to choose between conflict or a more peaceful resolution. If you’ve experienced neither, then FTL probably isn’t for you since you clearly don’t appreciate good sci-fi. If you’ve played Mass Effect, then you also know how it works. ![]() If you’ve seen Battlestar Galactica you know how it works. The goal is simple move from one end of the universe to the other, by “jumping” between regions in space. Rather than earning experience points and levelling up a single character as you would in a standard roguelike, however, players earn scraps from defeating enemy ships and occasionally getting lucky and finding it lying around, and use that scrap to purchase better weapons, more powerful shields, and recruit more crew members to the ship. In essence FTL is a roguelike set in space. Back I went to the start of the game to try again. In seconds my ship was destroyed and my score logged on the leaderboard. I made the first FTL jump… and ran straight into a battle cruiser. Just two jumps away I could see a galactic shop that would repair the rest of the damage and hopefully set me on the straight home. I got my shields back up in working order, sent the remaining crew to the med room to recover, and got my helper robot to conduct emergency repairs on the ship. A raiding party from the enemy invaded my ship and killed off some of my crew, as the others desperately fought off the flames.ĭespite the damage done to my hull, I managed to get some shots home of my own, and the rebel ship broke apart. Pummelled by rocks, my shields had no chance to also hold up against this ships advanced weaponry. And then, with the goal in sight, we ran into a whopping huge rebel fighter in the middle of an asteroid field. We’d survived dozens of encounters with hostile AI, pirates, and hulking alien ships. I had drones patrolling around my ship protecting it from incoming missile fire. I had a crew of a half dozen scattered survivors a rag tag band of desperate individuals from a range of different alien species. I was keeping just the one step ahead of the pursuing fleet as I jumped from region to region gathering loot, improving the capabilities of my ship and inching ever closer to the Federation home base. There I was, a space ship fleeing through the vast reaches of the universe with vital intel on a hostile rebel fleet. I was so very close to succeeding, and I thought I was going so well. ![]()
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