Now, let's see what we have lined up for this weekend... Oh hey look! A fighting fantasy sci-fi adventure. Those always end well, don't they?
The more of these I play, the more I realise why the FF series would develop to specialise more in different types of fantasy. The sci-fi ones tend to be the bane of my life, filled with techno-babble nonsense and ridiculous situations. Let's get this over with, shall we?
Our book starts off with a history section explaining humanity's exploration of space, venturing from the planet earth to other colonies blah blah blah. It's really dull. The Arcadian empire has taken over the galaxy and uses humans as a slave race.
As a highly trained ninja space type guy with a laser sword (urgh), I have been asked to go from planet to planet in order to find codes from different people on each planet, and use those codes to blow up the empire's computer. Be still my beating heart.
It occurs to me that, already this far into this book, I'm starting to sound like one of those annoying and cringe-inducing 'angry internet review' type people. I'm sorry for that. In general, I just have no interest in this book. I suspect I'm burned out on underwhelming FF sci-fi books, as both of the last two I played were very underwhelming.
|I must confess that I don't really|
care for Star Wars either, sorry...
Touching down on Tropos, I'm promptly dragged from customs into a small office by the imperial secret police who ask me why I avoided their ship while I was travelling to this planet. I tell them that I was worried that they were pirates, which they find hilariously funny, so funny that they beat me up.
I get a taxi to my hotel, which is a dingy flea-bitten place in the dregs of town. The receptionist ignores me, and when I get into my room, I met a extremely depressed man who wants to kill himself. Then the police barge in and proceed to pick a fight with me. I flee into the street with the depressed man, who tells me that he knows somewhere we can hide out. He dives into a nearby house, and calls the police, who come along in a large group, ready to beat me up.
Y'know, at this point, the entire 'adventure' is eerily familiar to my last holiday to New York...
I wake up in the rebel's lair, and speak to Bellatrix, their fanatical leader who tells me about her code of honour. I eventually convince her that I'm on their side, and she asks if I will kill a double-agent for her. I tell her that I would like some proof of his crimes first, and instead she simply tells me that I have displayed a sense of justice and gives me the code instead. Actually the code is disguised in a little poem, but I have it now and I can finally get off this silly planet full of people that punch you as a means of saying hello.
Our next planet is Radix, which sounds like a vegetable-flavoured toilet disinfectant. It's a bit more cosmopolitan than the previous planet - humans are allowed to walk down the street without being hit by sticks. Almost as if it reflects the planet's less stringent atmosphere, I am given NO clues on how to locate my contact. None at all. Nothing. Let me repeat this - I am put on a planet and told to meet someone... one person, in an entire PLANET. With no name, description, nothing.
As a result, it has a slightly more bohemian feel to it, so I can't really argue with the idea that the planets in this book have a different feel to them. Whereas the previous one seems to have a feel more similar to New York, this is much more of a San Francisco type of a planet. There's a museum, which I spend a while checking out. The book gives a bit of history into the planet's previous inhabitants, which adds some flavour, but doesn't really advance my mission any. I'm given the chance of bribing the tour guide to gain access to a store room, but I don't much want to spend 500 credits in order to look at a room full of boxes.
I finish off the day lounging around the university quarter. As you can guess, I achieve very little. In the science building I try to chat with some of the students, but they don't want to talk to me. I head into the arts section, hoping that maybe I'll find someone there who is an intellectual anti-establishment type, but without any idea of who to look for, I wind up just whittling away my afternoon. Having made no progress, I decide to head back to the hotel.
|Thrill at the exciting hidden|
stockrooms of a local museum!
Firstly, it has a stamina of 16. Secondly, each time it hits me, the damage it deals doubles (from 2 points to 4, to 6 and so on). But after I hit its antenna a few times, its skill score drops low enough that I'm able to slowly carve down its health points and eventually kill it. By the end of the fight, I still have no understanding of why it attacked me. Random wandering monster, I guess.
I retire to my bed, and wake the next day to have no further luck finding the rebel leader. The book doesn't even give me the option of trying on the second day, it simply asks if I have arranged to meet someone, and if I don't then I'm told that I have failed. My mission fails, because my illustrious leaders of the rebellion couldn't be arsed to give me the name of my contact on this planet, leaving me no way to get in touch with him. I assume that I spend the rest of my life lurking around the university quarter, asking the student girls if they want to take part in my biology experiments, and offering to show them my laser sword.
|Called 'Clue' in the States,|
wish I had one of those right now
That sound pretty much sums up Rebel Planet. Robin Watefield's other FF books (Masks of Mayhem, Phantoms of Fear and Deathmoor) are all significantly better than this one. I remember Masks of Mayhem. It was challenging, but not because of the lack of information you were given to work with. It had a rich history and background (I think, I'm working from memory here). And I seem to remember genuinely enjoying Phantoms of Fear, too.
Now that I'm writing this, I feel as if I've been terribly unfair to this book somehow. I went into it with low expectations, and they were pretty much met, but I feel a pang of guilt about that. I should have, at very least, been hoping for more. Next time, I'm going to find a better book to play. An exciting book. A fantastic book. What's on the list... Oh, it's Demons of the Deep. I have... no memory of this book. Will it be any good? Only one way to find out!!
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