Merge branch 'Kot-Fscne' into 'pregmod-master'

Add a hedonistic slave event

See merge request pregmodfan/fc-pregmod!8997

src/uncategorized/randomNonindividualEvent.tw

@@ -668,6 +668,7 @@
 	<</if>>
 	<<if $week > 46 && (($rep/100) > (random(1,100)) || $cheatMode)>>
 		<<set $recruit.push("starving migrant")>>
+		<<set $recruit.push("homeless break-in")>>
 	<</if>>
 
 	<<if ($PC.dick != 0) && ($PC.vagina == -1) && ($PC.boobs < 300) && ($PC.title == 1)>>

src/uncategorized/reRecruit.tw

@@ -1388,6 +1388,28 @@
 	<<set _slave.hStyle = "messy">>
 	<<set _slave.pubicHStyle = "bushy">>
 	<<set _slave.underArmHStyle = "bushy">>
+<<case "homeless break-in">>
+	<<set _slave = GenerateNewSlave()>>
+	<<run generateSalonModifications(_slave)>>
+	<<set _slave.origin = "$He was sold after eating $himself into debt.">>
+	<<set _slave.career = "homeless">>
+	<<run setHealth(_slave, jsRandom(-30, 10))>>
+	<<set _slave.weight = -40>>
+	<<set _slave.muscles = random(-40, 20)>>
+	<<set _slave.intelligence = random(0,100)>>
+	<<set _slave.face = random(20,100)>>
+	<<set _slave.boobs = Math.min(_slave.boobs, 300)>>
+	<<set _slave.butt = Math.min(_slave.butt, 2)>>
+	<<set _slave.hStyle = "messy">>
+	<<set _slave.pubicHStyle = "bushy">>
+	<<set _slave.underArmHStyle = "bushy">>
+	<<set _slave.clothes = "an oversized t-shirt and boyshorts">>
+	<<set _slave.inflation = 3>>
+	<<set _slave.inflationType = "food">>
+	<<set _slave.inflationMethod = 1>>
+	<<run SetBellySize(_slave)>>
+	<<set _slaveCost = slaveCost(_slave)>>
+	<<set _slaveCost -= 1000>>
 <<case "wandering homeless">>
 	<<set _slave = GenerateNewSlave("XX", {minAge: 6, maxAge: 12, disableDisability: 1, race: "asian", nationality: "Stateless"})>>
 	<<set _slave.origin = "$He offered to sell you $his body and you graciously accepted.">>
@@ -2053,6 +2075,14 @@
 	Your desk flags a video message as having potential. This call is coming from a public kiosk outside the Free City, which is usually an indication that the person on the other end is a transient individual or refugee who has decided to take slavery over the alternatives. This appears to be exactly the case; the $girl is skeletally gaunt, dressed in tattered rags, and shakes miserably as $he <<if !canTalk(_slave)>>gestures $his desperate deprivation and willingness to be enslaved to escape it, though $his appearance alone communicates $his situation quite sufficiently.<<else>>explains $his situation. "Plea<<s>>e, <<if $PC.title != 0>><<s>>ir<<else>>ma'am<</if>>, let me be your <<s>>lave. I'll do anything you want, I ju<<s>>t need food... it took everything I had to get here. A few more day<<s>> like thi<<s>> and I'll die."<</if>> Famines have become common as the old world collapses; you surmise $he came from a recently stricken region near your arcology.
 	<br><br>
 	You look over the prospective slave. While bone-thin, obviously unhealthy, and barely strong enough to stand, $he was resourceful enough to make it to your arcology with very limited resources, and $his emaciated face would be <<if _slave.face > 80>>drop-dead gorgeous<<elseif _slave.face > 50>>beautiful<<else>>rather pretty<</if>> in better health. $He would be costly to rehabilitate, but could become a valuable asset.
+<<case "homeless break-in">>
+	As you work at your desk over some of the economic reports regarding the state of housing in your arcology, you happen to spot an unusual notification during the early morning hours. As it turns out, the cooks at one of the more trendy restaurants woke up to find the backdoor left wide open. It wouldn't had been interesting to anyone save for the fact that a large amount of their stock had been thoroughly ravaged by a few opportunist homeless residents.
+	<br><br>
+	Most of the individuals who broke in had the intelligence to scamper away before dawn, with the sole exception of a single one of them, discovered amongst a pile of half-eaten luxury dishes, a huge belly contrasting their thin frame.
+	<br><br>
+	Given the damage the amount of expenses their fining dining experience racked up, and the complete lack of significant funds to their name, this individual was almost immediately slated for enslavement. Judging by the few low resolution images you glanced over along the horrible security footage, you find that$his looks seem surprisingly interesting beneath the grime of $his lifestyle. And the price is rather cheap given the restaurant staff seems more intent on punishing them rather than reimbursing their losses. Surely they would be more than happy to have them taken off of their hands.
+	<br><br>
+	//$His price is a measly <<print cashFormat(1000)>> credits. Alternatively, you could buy $him and sell $him for a bit of profit.//
 <<case "wandering homeless">>
 	As you are heading back to your penthouse from overseeing a promising new store's opening, you noticed a feminine face peeking around a nearby corner. It quickly darts out of sight before a hand beckons you in. The alley isn't particularly out of sight, so no harm looking in. The $girl is young, with silver hair, blue eyes, dark skin and<<if _slave.preg > 0>>is enormously pregnant<<else>>a waifish build<</if>>; certainly an eye-catching display. $He doesn't seem to speak much $language at all, and judging by $his gesturing, is trying to ask you to purchase $him.
 <<case "desperate birth">>
@@ -2303,6 +2333,8 @@
 			$He comes immediately from the immigration center to your arcology. You patiently explain the realities of the situation to $him. $He isn't too bright and it takes a while for things to sink in. The scanners finally do it, though. $He sobs as the biometric scanners scrupulously record $his every particular as belonging not to a person but to a piece of human property. $He tries to resist placing $his biometric signature in testament to the truth of $his debt, but when you observe that the alternative is death, $he complies. The process is completed with a distinct anticlimax: $he is one of your slaves now.
 		<<case "starving migrant">>
 			You have $him let into the arcology and brought up to your penthouse, and $he wearily submits to biometric scanning to be registered as your slave. $He is visibly relieved at the sudden reality of $his survival, even at the price of $his freedom.
+		<<case "homeless break-in">>
+			You eclipse the few low offers bidding for $him with something far above the usual rate of menial slaves. Not that unusual in the Free Cities thanks to the many strange interests of its denizens. A few hours pass until you have them brought up to your penthouse to finish the process, letting them enter with a slow waddle as their belly remains firmly rounded by their escapade. A look of resigned apprehension rests over $his face as $he slowly follows the scanners instructions, perhaps thanks to the slight comfort of having experienced quite the night before.
 		<<case "overwhelmed farmgirl">>
 			$He barely manages to waddle into your penthouse before crashing onto your couch with permission. $He willingly places $his biometric signature in testament to the truth of $his voluntary enslavement. $He looks almost relieved. "I traded my virginity for bread and look what it got me. I'm so glad you took me in, I don't know how I would have carried on in a few months, I mean look at me." $He gestures to $his gravid bulge. 'A few months'? You probe further. "Huh? Oh, ye<<s>>... I'm only four month<<s>> along... You can <<s>>ee why I needed thi<<s>> now, right? I'm bigger than every other girl I've ever <<s>>een and I'm not even halfway there. You <<s>>aved my life, even if you, um, get rid of them, you <<s>>till <<s>>aved me. <<S>>o thank you." You can't believe what you are hearing, but a quick sonogram confirms it. Both you and $him stare in shock at the sheer number of children growing in $his womb. A rough estimate places their count at a staggering one-hundred-and-fifty. "...No way... There can't be that many in me..."
 			<<set _slave.geneticQuirks.fertility = 2>>
@@ -2362,6 +2394,7 @@
 	<<case "orphan rebellious female">>
 	<<case "orphan femboy">>
 	<<case "starving artist">>
+	<<case "homeless break-in">>
 	<<case "repo milf housekeeper">>
 	<<case "desperate birth">>
 	<<case "wandering homeless">>
@@ -2438,6 +2471,8 @@
 			$He comes immediately from the immigration center to your arcology. You patiently explain the realities of the situation to $him. $He isn't too bright and it takes a while for things to sink in. The scanners finally do it, though. $He sobs as the biometric scanners scrupulously record $his every particular as belonging not to a person but to a piece of human property. $He tries to resist placing $his biometric signature in testament to the truth of $his debt, but when you observe that the alternative is death, $he complies. You add that $he's already been purchased by a brothel, and would be well advised to keep obeying. $He breaks down entirely at this.
 		<<case "starving migrant">>
 			You have $him let into the arcology and brought up to your penthouse, and $he wearily submits to biometric scanning to be registered as your slave. When the purchasing agent arrives, you reassure $him that $his buyer is a charitable slaveowner who will take care of $him; you neglect to mention his notorious fetish for fattening up lean slaves.
+		<<case "homeless break-in">>
+			You have $him let into the arcology and brought up to your penthouse, and $he wearily submits to biometric scanning to be registered as your slave. When the purchasing agent arrives, you clarify that you have sold them to a proper slave trader who will handle the rest. Their reaction doesn't evoke much of any emotion, if maybe a little hint of wonder about what could have happened if they stayed with you.
 		<<case "overwhelmed farmgirl">>
 			$He barely manages to waddle into your penthouse before asking to have a seat on your couch. You decline, since $he is clearly so skilled at carrying children, $he will spend the rest of $his enslavement as a volume breeder. $His gaze falls to the floor, this at least means $he'll be fed and get to have $his children. $He cooperates to having $his biometric readings taken and logged, before being seated in a wheelchair and taken to $his new home.
 			Hours later, you receive a brief message from the facility that purchased $him. "150. One hundred and fifty babies. That is how many are crammed into that $girl. $He was a mere sixteen weeks along. If $he lives through this, we may have a record breaking breeder on our hands. Felt the need to pass that along, you might have made us quite a profit this year."