Hello everyone once again! I have returned to the ModDB after a ten day break! This will be perhaps the penultimate release of my screenshot blog attempt. I will try to be more active now on the ModDB and to be of better service overall. I wanted to thank you all for your lovely Birthday wishes. :) This one blog entry is a little different from the one that was in the original planning script. I found it a little bit too depressing so the final version has an invention of humor in it. I am thinking of... "serializing" some of my work in a form a là webcomic. This is still an early idea however. Though, the screenshot blog can't continue on forever, right? This will be the last entry made using the 2D izometric Enigma engine.
Deep Winter, Somewhere in Northern Finland, Year 1959, Chateau.
Somewhere in the vast regions in the North of Finland a Chateau was build by a rich man. Not many people both on the outside and in the inside really knew him. He was thought to be a man of significant wealth but also a reclusive paranoid guy. His Chateau was built on the place in where the only other sight of mankind was small village located a few minutes drive from the Chateau's vicinity. The man had brought with himself random object of enjoyment as well as luxury items and a pre-War vintage automobile. A pair of grand statues of an antique origin. There was also a shed for housing timber for heating with a favorite utility vehicle for jobs of hard work. Because the rich man was a kind of a weird man; certain rumors spread around the area some accusing him of being illegally rich and even of being a former member of the dreaded SS organization of the not-so-past last War. Nobody really knew whether that was true, but one thing was very visible on the outside. The Chateau was protected by fence-link wire walls with the construction detail and security being managed by the "Palkintokilpi" local Private Security Company. They were an unusual group. The rich man even bought himself a pilot operative along with the needed equipment for handling a recently made Eastern-looking helicopter. The crew was housed in a specially made tent for them along with the equipment. The roaming security guards were often seen as and behaved as like SS organization members of the last War. The Chateau was shrouded in much secrecy, indeed.
Far away from the Chateau. An outsider resident lived in his household, improved and modified by himself. He would earn a living by maintaining a geese farm but not now as it was winter, occasionally hunting for food and selling some valueables to the people from the outside area. He had everything he needed and he enjoyed this type of life very much. On that very day, the outsider had decided to go to the nearby village and check how things are going on there. This decision would be the way to show the true conscience, to be part in the fight of good and evil and perhaps even to be a hero in this uncertain world.
As he approached the village area, hiding behind the snow and the snowy trees he noticed something unusual and alarming. The security guards from the Chateau had moved into the village and begun to subjugate and terroize the local population. The village policemen were startled as the leader of this small group had presented his demands. The people will be left free and unharmed if the police would load the hauling truck with the lumber intended for export and drive it to the Chateau grounds. If not, the security guards would kill every person they currently saw inside the village. The outsider had thought of this horrible situation to be an opportunity to project good and defeat evil in this place. Even perhaps to change his pathetic and linear so far for the new and better.
He had decided to sneak around the village from the left side of it. As he moved through this destination, he immediately hid in front of the truck as the policeman was inspecting the cargo. The path was clear now, the subjugated local police force would not notice him moving through. But the real problem now was to come up with a logical plan on how to defeat them as the outdated hunting rifle was no match for the automatic firearms of the "Palkintokilpi" Company security guards. The plan was needed to be devised fast and suddenly the lightbulb had flashed.
Something had ticked in the mind of the outsider as he moved near an rather weird household compared to the rest inside the village. The lumber was placed on the outside of the wooden fence, very strange. In this structure, there must be some usefull items that would help the cause. As the outsider started to carefully search through the entire house the leader of the small security guard group was finishing up the preparations of the delivery of the lumber to the Chateau. In the meantime, inside the house some incredibly useful items were found. It was a selection of documents stating that the cash the rich man had was gained illegally. Also, among these were even accusations of fascism sentiments of the Chateau owner. Now the outsider had only to rush away from the village and into the cityscape world, to bring out the truth.
The eviction notice and an arrest order was issued. The government has sent a bailiff to execute it. Fearing the entire population of the Chateau might not go down easily especially with the security guards armed with non-standard firarms the bailiff was issued a protection himself. A truck-load of FDF reserve forces as well as an entire tank was sent. The security guards outer patrols, being only of five men strength couldn't do anything while being overwhelmed by such a force and the bailiff was let through. The security guards had surrendered.
The bailiff has arrived and got out of his service car. Moving near the fence-link wire walls and into the antique-style large gate. Bringing with himself the documents of doom for the Chateau and for the rich man. This was a force the "Palkintokilpi" Private Security Company field personnel couldn't really stop. All they could do right now is to observe the developing situation. But the bailiff would not meet the rich man here. When he finally went through the gate the rich man was already somewhere far away from here, from the chateau, from the village. High up in the sky in where there are no possible limits, or so some people do say...
. . . T H E E N D ...
Love the village :D