Braver Than EA, We Included War-Bear Wojtek Into Our Indie Game

05/27/2018 -

We were stunned to read in Ashley Oh’s article from Polygon that EA is not showing the courage to include WWII bear-soldier Wojtek into Battlefield 5 – their crazy-intense WWII shooter. After hearing the bear’s story, we knew we had do what’s right.

Wojtek will be a badass alien bear in Lilith, a sim game like Oregon trail but on an open-world, galactic scale.

His story touched our game-dev hearts. A cub abandoned at birth, Wojtek was raised and trained by Allied Polish soldiers and rose to the rank of corporal. He would lug around ammo on the battlefield, and apparently had a liking for beer and ate unlit cigarettes. Which is metal as hell.

Such a hero requires remembrance, EA! So we rendered a low-poly version of Wojtek and roughly drafted his animation. He’s got battle tusks and horns, because Wojtek ain’t nothing to fuck with. Without getting into too much detail, game features will allow players to control (and possibly ride) Wojtek.

Gloves thrown, EA. Check it:


rings, pizza hut, easy gel, tweaking

09/19/2017 -

Chay ho! hello from pizza hut!

Lately, we have been refining things. These things include flight controls, the HUD, the positioning of orbital bodies (planets, stars, asteroids), and various control \ input mechanics. Making the ship “feel right” and “fly right” is high on our list of priorities. I think we are almost done there, but there are still things that need to be improved.  At some pizza restaurants, toppings are special and totally unique. If you’ve never been to a pizza hut, definitely give it a try! Pizza Hut is potentially one of those places. Honestly you won’t know until you get there.

We also did some work to get our first sample gas station (“J.T. Dickies and Cousins) loaded into the game. There are some pictures of this below. We’ve been calling it “Dickies” for short. You can’t go to “Dickies” in real life though. The opposite is true of Pizza Hut.

Right now we are chasing down a weird list of tweaks and polish-related fixes — these soften the experience of the game. Sometime in November, a prototype of the game will likely be complete. At this point, we’ll start ramping up the world-building and content creation tasks. But we’ll still be missing lots of the deeper game features. So pete will begin making planets, characters, stories, etc — and I’ll begin working on the remaining gameplay features: character logic, space combat, ground combat, crafting, and questing.

Things are starting to fall together — this is a good sensation (vibe). I have a feeling a small breakthrough is somewhere on the horizon :).  We’ll be freaking Breaking though the crust, and eating this pizza backwards. You could go inside of a pizza hut and give that a shot.

Oh, and I fixed the rings on the planets — they look very realistic now. You know, the rings look like food discs, more commonly know as “pizzas”. Maybe you’ve never had a food disc. Well Pizza Hut didn’t invent the food disc – but they have some. Browse the discs, and enjoy what’s available to you. The search is over.

This is where they make the EasyGel. This is where all the freaking EasyGel comes from. One planet:


Notice the miniature ship in this image. When you go into a solar system, the ship shrinks like this, and you get this toy-truck feel to the game. It’s kind of neat. Ignore those computer numbers in the upper right corner. Don’t analyze everything. You don’t have to analyze everything you see.




Here’s a video of the ship cruising around the stars:

Visiting Some Planets – Indie DB



navigation mode

07/25/2017 -

Ok. Let’s talk about sex Navigation Mode. Navigation mode, is a user interface where you can visualize weather, move through a three-dimensional map of galactic bodies, and plot a course through the cosmos. We wanted these maps to be filled with detail so that navigation feels like a strange nautical voyage. We want to force players to use horse-sense to find the best routes through space. In this game… space isn’t just a big empty vacuum… in real life, space is a massive, scary, empty, vacuum. Yea, there are storms out there, pockets of smooth space, gas stations, fast food chains, casinos, space-buoys, dust clouds, turbulence, varying levels of solar power, so much! Space isn’t empty. Space is a Sea ™.

Now, your mother and I, well… we met at an underground punk rock club, which is the SAME night you were conceiv– sorry, yea, no, we can talk about navigation mode some more.

So we simulated a bunch of data for a small spiral galaxy, visually plotted it on a map, and created a variety of ways for a user to interact with it all. So now, you can pore over galactic maps, read these nautical bones, guess at the weather, chart a course through the stars, and attempt to survive — MuhhAHhhaHHaa. The best way to describe all this is to go through the different map elements that exist.

Okay but, I will say, that safety is paramount. You were only conceived mentally that night — the idea of you as a violence force of energy — it brought us very close. So ok, in the punk rock scene, things used to get pretty off the earthquake scales, and by that I mean both dangerous and hot– ok. oops. Yup. I get it, details would be inappropriate — just — play it cool, and have fun with technology.

Yellow Bogeys

  1. Welcome to yellow bogey nation.
  2. Simple floating space devices that collect weather and time data. As satellite experts will tell you, without yellow bogeys, we wouldn’t even know when to eat breakfast.
  3. They let you know where it is safe to fly.
  4. Dust Density Indicator – amount of dust resistance in the vicinity. (black square).
  5. Solar Power Meter – amount of solar energy that can be harvested nearby. (horizontal meter).
  6. Wind Sock – shows the direction and strength of stellar winds. (pointy line).
  7. Turbulence Indicator – amount of turbulent storm energy in the area. (pink square).



  1. Galactic disturbances.
  2. Violently shake / damage / destroy ships.
  3. Getting into a storm is easier then getting out of one, both visually, and technically.
  4. Composed of cells with various intensities.
  5. They have strange names like Jonathan and Sandra.
  6. They have a white vector that shows you where they are currently headed (so you can avoid them).stormspsot



  1. Large burning balls of energy which fill space: often surrounded by planets, rockets, and creatures.
  2. Some have their own weather stations.
  3. Red Zone: This is the closest you can get to the star if moving at high speeds. If you enter that region, you risk burning up in the star’s heliopause.
  4. Green Zone: If you go into the green zone, you’ll enter that solar system.star_post


Tony Hawk: 1080p Video Footage


Navigation Mode Progress – Indie DB

flight ui, arcjets, sails, engines, drifting, and the moop-light cruise

06/19/2017 -

Mugalo, space horses. I don’t want to prance around the manor too much: the most interesting thing in this post is this video. Please enjoy this Moop Light Cruise. Pete put this song together, and I loaded it into the game with some other stuff, and if only for a small amount of time, I saw everything come together. It was beautiful. There is a mountain of hay (work) sitting in the meadow, but this video is a warp hole — swirling through the hay — glinting a tiny spec of the light — indicating that MAYBE — there is light at the end of this cosmic horse tunnel. There’s more to read below, but if you do nothing else, watch this thing:

Moop Light Cruise – Indie DB

Ok, you’re still here. Oh. Ha. No I mean, yeah. I’m totally on AIM. Definitely. HorseBrotherNo9. I do like that name. Wait. Don’t leave me like this. Not again. Well, here is the test-ship burning at full speed through the gray void of debug mode. I built this simple test ship, because we needed something to make some progress, but I really want to save ship-design for a later time. So here it is — test-ship one — the silver mustang. You can see how the sails streak back when you go fast.


This is edit mode. When you go into edit mode, you can actually customize the UI (Jundows) to your liking. Like… these are the jundows. They’re purple.


Close up on the engine UI. There’s alot going on here, but basically you have different speed scales for the engine, a couple of throttles, a master throttle, and most interestingly — the DM Vectoring button. This button enables a near-magical system that can keep this ship flying even-keel when various engines fail or other sad scenarios are at play. But if the DM Vectoring system breaks, you might need to fly with a limp for a while.

engine ui

These are just some shots of space. If you hold right-click, you can kind of stare around and get this panoramic view of space. I’m trying to make space very pretty, so I thought it would be nice if people could hide all the clutter and enjoy this galactic kodakery. You could print these out, laminate them, get them signed by Shaq / Bruce Springsteen, and then hang them on your fridge. That could be fun, idk. Its always fun to try something new like that.




jundows, solar systems, and a short story by jim parx

06/04/2017 -

Mayobread (hey guys), here’s an update on the game.

This is going to be a weird post. I’ve created a loading screen for a spaceship operating system called Jundows. This is really vain, but this has been one of my favorite things to code. Jundows is one of two rival spaceship operating systems that exist in the game. The other is Pateintosh. I think it goes without saying that Pateintosh is stupid, and Jundows sounds like more fun to spend time with. I’m not sure when I’ll create Pateintosh. Like — it’s probably a waste of time. I mean, I’d like to create multiple versions of each — because depth is exciting — but I think Jundows is less petty and not worried about what Pateintosh is doing.

We’ve also been building solar systems for a while. We are now able to fly from galactic space to solar system space. This was a good achievement, these two spaces occupy wildly different scales, so making the transition relatively seamless was a nice win. There are some pretty cool screenshots of that stuff below. Also two videos. And there is, of course, much more to see on our IndieDB webpage.

Okay, this is the part that makes this post weird. This is a tiny flash fiction world-building tale.  It explores the world of Lilith:

Field Report
Mukme II

Two suns were singing in unison. These nuclear balls were emanating a high pitched glaze of sound and heat upon a stricken terrain devoid of life — crushed rubble — all the signs of collapse — failed civilization — deep with loss. I stepped out into this devastated terrain — having seen a hundred worlds like this before. I expected very little — to scan a world of ruin — and find the same clues — the same hints — suggesting death — demise — and most notably — that it was all their fault.

That’s not what happened. I found a smiling little one of them — still alive. I would find many more. Like most sentient aliens, these ones had races and genders — evolutionarily generated variation — a gift when compared to the clone beings — discovered by some of my colleagues — in the cold places — the galaxy’s thermal dead-zones. Regardless — I’m not sure what kind this one was. I assume it was young because it was small — a generalization. I read it the normal canned nonsense.

“I hereby — blah — declare the federation’s presence — we therefore open the arms of peace – together our people…. blah blah…”

My issued voice translator device had already scanned the organism in front of me, and so it converted my dumb speech into their language, and blathered out some kind of synthy audio mess. It understood. With a certain gentle light in its eyes, it said something back.

“Holy hell” I thought, “Here we go. Now it’s going to tell me some kind of freaky shit about how it survives off of old scraps, and maybe to beware of the irradiated wolf boys.”

“[Warmth] Welcome to our home. You are welcome here. We are the [Pronoun] Ones that Remain. We love and share.”

I wanted to trade speeches with it. That simple jam of sentences found my heart in some kind of nostalgic soft-and-close way. I was intrigued.

“What happened here?” I asked.

“They got into a fight and then they left.” It said.

“Who?” I said.

I then learned that these beings had survived wars, famine, disease, extreme weather, and a full spectrum silly apocalyptic horrors. But they were here — in front of me — smiling, full of love, looking like a group of ground animals with more grace than the galactic council elite. Grace was relative — of course — I had to put noise cancelling headphones on – remotely connected to the voice translator. The young one was more or less shouting at me with its synthy noises.

Apparently, they were the good ones. The bad ones had gotten into a fight with each other. They were highly xenophobic, got into a nuclear war, managed to destroy the planet, built spaceships, went into space, colonized a nearby world, destroyed that planet too, and then died there. I sent this nutwing info to NSTAT for confirmation. Verified. I asked another question:

“What is your purpose?

“[Laughter] There is no purpose or logic. Nothing makes sense. The irrational ones have left. But they are proof that nothing makes sense. It is said that even we are irrational. One day, we too will go crazy. Get into a fight. Build rocket boats. Leave planet. You see nothing can be explained. The great tree of space metal tells us this.”

Then it pointed to a mountain of metallic rubble.

The whole response made me stop lifelessly. I had no idea what the fuck this mountain was. But that wasn’t the point. It just looked like a mountain of metal. I saw the real destruction. They were alive — yes — they were fine — they would live in harmony — probably — for many millennia — but they would never — ever — grow. Their sense of logic, adventure, exploration — it had snapped like a spaghettified nanoparticle on its way into a black hole. They smiled and let their stringy hair blow in the wind, but progress left them long ago. They didn’t cope with reality anymore — they couldn’t. The real destruction? To them — nothing was real. They were dadaists — without a reality to fall back into — hopeless.

I had to do it now. The hard question. The one that rationalized my purpose here — an embassador of the galactic council — the question I hated asking — the one that drained my soul — time and time again. It was a question that cut through everything. Nothing else mattered. If you understood, you were crushed. Even them. The ones who were happy with their stagnate disconnection from reality. Even them. Yea. They were crushed. My job isn’t fair.

“Do you know that you are simulated?”

It paused. For a long time. It seemed like a long time to me.

“Your fancy idea is known already.”

Then it got on some kind of a bicycle.

“That’s interesting though. You phrased that in an interesting way,” it said.

It rode off into the two suns. Disappeared with the horizon.

Jim Parx
First Contact Agent

Flight into the Muk Qui System – Indie DB

Jundows Loading Screen – Indie DB

arrival at pate