Hello anons I'm an amateur sound designer whose coder friends are in the beginning stages of assembling a VR experience for mobile users interested in watching the opening scene of The Dark Knight Rises while in a Sup Forums based theater. Should be accessible to anyone with cardboard or Oculus and available for download middle of this year.
My question is, what should be included in the simulation and what do you think of this test audio? youtube.com
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The bump is appreciated but is there nothing you want to suggest?
here's an idea user.Long shot but whatever
>separate room's to join
>maybe max 50 per room
>you actually choose your own seat
>every user in the theatre is a cgi CIA/bane and the head moves in real time according to each user
so if user sitting next to me tilts his head to the right, I can actualy see that user's CIA/bane cgi face looking at me.Cgi can be a badly modeled 3d image made on fucking blender or whatever.
I don't know if this is possible but yeah that'd be cool OP/.
Garry's Mod Cinema already does this and you can watch whatever youtube videos you want.
I dunno if it has VR support yet though
Test audio sounds just like my local kinotorium. Mine has a loophole where you can bring your falcon to get around the singles policy though, so there's a lot more screeching
Make a Sup Forums themed tower defense game where you have to protect your local cinema from theater shooters.
A Sup Forums room in Garry's Mod would be great.
top kek
was gonna say this.
Add a little fps game at the end of th screening based on the TDKR theater shooting incident.Each user shoots from his own seat.
But that would be a lot of work.
add this
Did you even listen? It starts around 0:46
will it be an aurora sim? complete with crisis actors??
>tfw local theatre got wise to people bringing Realdolls to avoid the single policy just after I bought one
Do I have to bring my own anvil or can I acquire one at the theater?
I already got blueprints
>Grass
I can't leave my falcon there.
>is this serious?
>anvil sound starts playing
Thanks needs more single shoot action though, kino snipers don't use full auto weapons
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It will have the mandatory penis inspection and serve crab legs?
>vape zone
>backup vape zone
>ballpit
>blue zone for normies
>purple zone for singles
>mid-movie orgy when klaxon goes off
>after-movie quiz with gunge pit for losers
>crabslegs
>anvils
>falcons
>showers
>Spotlight of Shame
>overhead catwalk with patrolling guards
>theatre Asians
>theatre cats
>popcorn mines
>hollering black people
>black men with white girls
>dirty toilets with turd hanging in sling
>penis inspection
>No Singles Policy
>designated cinema shooter
>nervous singles trying to evade capture
Did I miss anything?
>tfw vagina's never hiring
>Oh little white penis can't satisfy here? Maybe she needs big black penis.
W-works wonders, thanks Sup Forums
What about the shower room?
Will my falcon be able to wear a tiny vr headset and join me?
>That's alright, vagina's hiring
for the cinema snakes you could use some rattlesnake sound effects
>be me
>stroll down to the kino ziggaraut to see what's playing
>They're running their 17 for the price of 1 deal
>Find a seat with a perfect view of the kino edifice
>Orderly puts my colostomy bag in and nails my feet into the ground
>I pull down the chains from the ceiling and put the hooks through my eyelids
>previews start
>excitement.jpg
>Before the kino even starts some guy starts wailing because he sat in the front row with the flesh maggots and they're through his cheeks
>Tell him to shut the fuck up
>Start screeching at him
>lean too far forward and the hook rips my eyelid in half
>let out a small yelp
>The guards give ME a disobedience acid bath instead of him!
>mfw i have to watch 46 hours of pure kino with one fucking eye and chemical burns
The shitty part is I had already used my refund for the month. Don't know if I'm going to be going back there.
Watching in certain directions you can spawn/make disappear props such as anvils,falcons and crab buckets...
>Checking mail
>Letter from the Ministry of Kino
>Haven't paid my dues or completed my mandatory work week this year.
>Head down to the Kinorama and check in for work week
>Guards flog me for creasing my check in sheet
>After my beating they shave my head and tattoo my work number on my forehead.
>Excited to find out what I'll be doing this year. Hoping I can finally work the projectors.
>I get Falcon Cage cleaning AGAIN
>The guard puts on my collar and drags me into the cages and throws me a shovel.
>Spits in my eye and padlocks me to my station.
>"You'll get water and bread once every 48 hours citizen. Enjoy your work week."
>"You too."
Every fucking time! I bet they're all having a good laugh in the break room at my expense.
You know I was actually going to make a Sup Forums theatre Zdoom map but I never could be bothered. You would play as the designated shooter.
fuck that would be great
Obligatory
>grezzo2: Sup Forums edition
I would play it user
>Grezzo
Good taste
I feel you senpai
>no penis inspection area
>thinking area
Fucking what?
Huh, really makes you think
where's the guard tower?
You are like baby.
Theater escort menu, with an entrapment 'Cunny' section
Do it user. Dont let forced memes be dreams
Wouldn't the falcons eat the vipers?
What do you think the backup shooter is for?
So the designated shooter is suppose to shoot at the people or at you if you decide to shoot at the people (because of course you are a single white male at the movie theater, a potential shooter)
I always thought the designated shooters just shot at people randomly, like a culling
>kino ziggurat
i like that user, i hadn't seen that one before
You forgot the ship building zone and the cinema jesters.
>cinema coalfire generator
>cinema Mag-Lev train
The 2 hour dance intermission
You need a bunch of people talking nonsense.
>not including anvils
>Arrive at the local kinolodeon with my dirigible
>On-site dirigible bay is already full
>Takes me several hours to find an open dock
>Miss my pre-purchased ticket window, know I'm gonna have to pay a restocking fee
>Docking crew are all upset at me for some reason
>Realize that I left my extra fedoras at home, so now I've got nothing to tip them with
>Fuck it, I'm late enough as it is
>Purchase ticket for the next soonest time
>Somebody's falcon slashes my neck, guards won't do a thing
>Make my way over the smoldering bones of the previous customers while I find my seat
>Movie starts
>Five minutes in, the movie cuts off, followed by an announcement over the PA
>"Whoever is the owner of the black and red dirigible with the lightning bolts on the side, your gimp bridge is on fire"
>Embarrassed, get up from my seat and realize everyone is staring at me, someone throws popcorn
>Reach the docks
>The crew has painted "SINGLE" all over the side of my dirigible
>My mfw when
>your gimp bridge is on fire
This is the worst. It took me six years to build my gimp bridge because I didn't want to tip the construction workers.
Have to faggots specifically argue between DC and Marlel from time and time again.
Have it so everyone goes silent as CIA says "Your a big guy" and then after Bane says "For you", have the whole place explode in cheers, and give it fucking fireworks.
Have someone go *braaaaap* just to get slapped and told to shut up.
Put Brendan Fraiser in it.
End the whole thing with a plane crashing into the theater.
Make it crazier than crazy.
ENOUGH. I'VE HAD IT WITH THIS KINO HELL. OUR SLAVERY TO THE KINOTORIUMS ENDS TODAY.
/lit/fag here. One of these days I'm going to write a full tale about a normie who accidentally stumbles into a Sup Forums theater and has to find a way out.
If anyone is wondering the direction the simulation will take, I am hoping to make the experience an unnerving medium between public entertainment and nausea. This short film should describe what I mean by this atmosphere : youtu.be
fund it
Make sure you've had a very good look through the archive there's some fantastic material that you couldn't make up unless your seriously disturbed.
Yeah, that's pretty spot on.
>arrive at the kineatre front gate
>don't get bitten because the guards are changing shifts and the bloodhounds are chained up
>saved up my points on my kino kustomer kard so attendant has to take my falcon cage directly to the cinorama
>now I don't have to shield alex during my obligatory hose-down
>strip search begins, but remembered the cocaine baggie in my sock to tip them with, so they detain the elderly man behind me instead
>sneak into penis inspection line before showers, so my paper mache dick is still secure
>attendant sears me with a 'grade A penis' branding iron for once
>run into showers so Brad won't beat me
>turns out he's talking on the phone the whole blowjob so I can afford to take my time and do the job right
>make my way to the counter
>discount on the $300 popcorn funnel
>doesn't come with any popcorn, but I can use it to catch falling popcorn from the balcony
>make my way to my seat
>assigned seating in the trap section by accident, so the screen is closer, but the balcony above it was the semen runoff spout
all in all the best experience i've had in a good long while. I'm afraid to go back this next time because luck like that can't possibly last too long
Honest question, did this meme spawn out of the mind of a usual theatergoer who got into a coma only to enter a sort of theater based purgatory that more and more becomes a theater hell over time? Honestly this shit you guys come up with beyond disturbing
I'd like to think its some sort of manifestation of social anxiety. So like with penis inspection, you are being failed for something out of your control or you failing to adhere / meeting to some sort of social expectation like no singles policy.
Started with imagining what happens when the kiosk peon catches you trying to violate the no-singles policy and exploded from there.
This. This is how people like us experience reality.
>left fedora at home, so nothing to tip them with
topkek
>theatre asians
I'm too nervous to go back to my local kinoplex. Last time I was there I missed orientation and nobody would tell me where the barracks were so I was wandering around with my sleeping bag and pillow for almost 45 minutes before the game warden called my mom to come pick me up.
now THIS is postkino
>mfw they ran out of special bullets for the designated penis rifle and had to shoot my dingdong with the 50 cal rifle
Not much left to inspect desu
A kinoplex game should have a entertainment/stress meter similar to Amnesia The Dark Descent where failing to get out of certain areas of seats currently affected with a stress element (shooting/aggressive falcons) causes your stress levels to go up but every second your character is turned to the screen itself the entertainment meter goes up. The higher the entertainment meter is at the end of the level the more points you win but too much stress and you lose that level.
Would you play?
>the only way to beat the game is to periodically stop playing the game
Fuck that
Would anyone actually have the patience to endure a full 2 hour simulation of what would happen during a Sup Forums theater showing?
The only ones who would play it would be us, yes. Once you turn it into a 3.5 hour director's cut, even the former would become unlikely.
>directors cut
What would extend a Sup Forums theater showing? Surely no movie is 3.5 hours long
>on the way to the local cinetower
>some jerk runs into my car and tries to blame me
>doesn't matter, I have my backup bike attached to the luggage rack
>pedal like an absolute madman, knowing I most likely won't make it in time
>lucky for me, I left my house 4 hours early in the vain hopes of getting a "good seat"
>nearing parking lot, start to hear the tailgaters cooking
>they take aim at me once I get near, but I dart behind one of the confiscated singles they're roasting over an open fire
>one of them throws a bottle at me
>it lands in the fire, and whatever was in it causes some kind of explosion
>take the wing chains off my falcon so he can flap while I pedal
>escape the churning magma and retain the high ground
>flying through the air; suddenly get yelled at by parking lot attendant for """speeding"""
>let go of my bike with perfect timing, it smashes into him and breaks through the riot shield
>shards of the broken shield fly everywhere. Some stab the attendant, some narrowly miss my falcon's wings
>finally make it to the entrance arena
>no time to rest, I head up to the first platform. We've got battling to do
>they match my falcon up against an old as balls vulture, who he destroys easily
>they throw him and his owner off the platform to the remaining tailgaters
>I climb the 1000 rungs to the ticket kiosk
>it's third-wheel Thursday, so I quickly find my assigned couple and purchase tickets (two adjoining seats for them, one directly behind for me)
>they scan my penis license and punch the next slot (I still have 2 more visits before I'm due for inspection/renewal)
>climb the next set of ladders, past the eatery platform, and onto the seating wheel
>the wheel spins and assigns us the swamp seats again
1/2
2/2
>wade through the swamp and accompanying eels, end up catching one for our meal later on
>finally get to our seats, and just in time. The showers start immediately
>the hot water melts my assigned couple's male's wax penis off
>automated cinema turrets tear him to shreds
>get assigned to accompany the girl
>feelsgoodtobealpha.webm
>forget that we have to wait another 30 minutes for them to assign us a replacement single
>this means the prefilm quiz is doubled in length
>barely finish the quiz with only one strike left
>assigned single shows up, previews begin
>only 90 minutes of previews this time. The crowd feels cheated and grows uneasy.
>vipers are released and the petty normalfags shut up finally
>screen goes black, film is about to commence
>a small crack of light next to the screen nearly blinds us. Welding masks drop from the ceiling.
>put on my mask, but it's too late
>the crack of light expands, a small figure opens the door
>get on the floor
>everybody walk the Kinosaur
>tailgaters
Laugh all you want but if anyone else from my side of Houston remembers there was indeed a tailgating party for the Force Awakens release
Not just Houston
Have the simulation end with James Holmes getting up and shooting the audience
>everybody walk the Kinosaur
you got me
Which part of Houston? I live out past sugar land but was in Tennessee for the premiere
+1 for all this
Pearland. I always consider it Houston though since its literally a few minute drive on Cullen from my place to UoH campus
Aww dude pearland sucks even more than most places around here. I'm sorry.
>Pearland
>sucks
Enjoy not having tailgate parties. We'll keep our crablegs to ourself nigger
perfect
/lit/fag here again. Definately about to start writing
>head to local palisade kinortress near the outskirts of the plateau
>try to skip in line to get better odds at kino defense commander
>pull short straw and get kino skirmisher
>given pilum and half a shield (singles only get slave supplies)
>trying to watch moana in between pitched battle with rival kino legates
>almost miss my sling and clip an arbiter's falcon from the sky aiming for enemy war elephant
>try to stay focused in between lashings
>lost the plot
>go for the customary refund after failing movie quiz
>spin wheel of refunds and regret
>no refund, trebuchet
>as they load me into my trebuchet harness attempt to reason with them about my understanding of the plot
>theatre punisher whips me in the face for my insolence
>as i fly towards the giant velcro wall of shame over the screen lamentation hits
>forgot my popcorn
these stories are downright frightening sometimes
I like it.
Is that where the 'designated shooter' component came from?
Yeah.
And in part from Sup Forums
>be American
>get shot
Well at least we arent cucked.
>no refund, trebuchet
We've all been there
How would Robert fit in a Sup Forums theater game?
Would read the heck out of
Tutorial>guide>mentor>rival>romance option>final boss
like the bartender robot from Passengers
>/lit/
feel free to hang your self.
What's even worse is when the Velcro on the wall of shame unfastens and you fall into the lime pits in from of everyone