Smooth Doom Monsters Only
kalensarcorrect various errors 1- the keyconfig when I mixed it with the weapons mod did not appear, only the fists and the pistol appeared 2- the smooth items were still there and they weren't the vanilla ammunition and if you grabbed that ammunition that is not, you would not reload it 3- remove all the decorations of the and the tanks from the map and leave only the liquids and monsters 4 the weapons that zombies drop Those are all the mistakes, although I admit that you did well, you eliminated the weapons and left the elements, I am very proud and that is why I put them on the credits.
smooth doom monsters only
Hello, I used sprite resources from Gifty's Smooth Doom ZDoom project and adapted the decorate code to a DEHACKED project.This is only compatible with the Doom Retro source port (EDIT: Now also Crispy Doom) because Brad added thousands of states (up to 3999). Any port authors interested can easily do the same. The states are all TNT1A, duration -1, next frame is itself, all other info NULL. MBF DEHACKED additions also required.Instructions:Load the wad with Doom Retro or Crispy DoomI recommend you also load Black Ops for smooth black glove guns, they are compatible.
I've completed the Demon and the Revenant but I will have to post them after the next stable version of Doom Retro because there were some port additions needed (more sprite names)I'm also adding explosive deaths for the other monsters, since the resources are there. Vanilla game only has XDeath for zombieman,shotgunguy,imp and chaingunner. With a new dehacked property that Doom Retro's port author added, I'm going to make it so that big damage kills have a change to destroy mid-tier monsters with a smooth animation. RIP N' TEAR!
*phew*Released a new version. Doom Retro 2.0.5 required!Any bug reports or suggestions welcome. If you notice any behaviour/timing change or some sprite misalignment, let me know.I will continue work till all the monsters are dehacked-smoothed. And then I will deal with the decoration animations like torches and barrels. Duke3D explosions maybe, hmmmm?
Do you plan on implementing some of the smaller smoothness like the added frame for the armor that smooth doom does to make the armor glowing smoother? That would be a really nice small touch.I really admire what you're doing here. I haven't actually checked it out yet though since I'm waiting for the complete version. The weapons wad is cool. I always play with black gloves myself too. even been putting together a custom weapons graphic wad to use with doom retro. Now I gotta work on making them smooth too. :P
Yeah, I deliberately kept this project separate so it doesn't touch anything weapon-related. So users can use whatever they want, either Black Ops or something else ... or nothing.I have practically finished the monsters (only the Mastermind is left) so please use this and keep an out out for wrong sprites in animations, bad offsets, changes in behaviour from vanilla etc.I will definitely work on using all the community resources available to improve all animations in items, projectiles and explosions.
Finally gave this a go and I'm very impressed. (if only DR could do voxels, and maybe colored lighting, I'd never go to another engine combined with these smooth animations). The timing on somethings seem a bit awkward though. Most noticeably, the imp walking animation. It seems like they are animating faster than they are actually moving. If that makes sense. As though they are tip toeing almost. On a related note, it would be nice to have a left handed pistol version of black ops.
I just noticed the weird graphic bug with the ssg in doom2 that Filipianosol pointed out. Never noticed before because I only just started using black ops and with Ultimate doom only so far. I also checked out that left handed version. Thanks. Looks cool. Though if you look close, you can see what I was talking about with the actual gun stock itself being mirrored from that of the original doom. I may take a crack myself at editing a faithful version. Gonna take a while though. I do all my sprite editing in ms paint. :PNot a big fan of how the bfg looks smoothed personally. I think if the whole gun moved back would look better. I think I've seen a better smooth version somewhere but can't recall where I saw it. The Imp does look better now. Though he looks like he's limping a little. But that's just me splitting hairs really. :P
I have a process to upscale the frames but it could be expensive , maybe I will give it a try and send you the upscaled frames of one monster so you can test it inside the smooth doom mod and if it works , I will think about upscaling what remains.
No. Vanilla Doom only has a certain number of images, or frames, that can be assigned to various monsters and items. Adding new frames means taking them away from somewhere else. Many small animations were sacrificed to make even the smooth weapons possible. There's simply no room to fit in any "smooth monsters." If you want smooth monsters, you'll have to turn to more advanced ports and mods, such as Smooth Doom for the Zdoom family. Under Vanilla Doom, it simply isn't possible.
There is this mod I downloaded about a month ago and it works really well with Crispy Doom, just add Fraggle's vsmooth.wad and you got Smooth Doom in Crispy:) -smoothed-smooth-monsters-for-doom-retro-and-crispy-doom/
STORMING OF THE GREAT TEMPLE-SPIRIT OF THE AZTECS-DISTRESSES OF THE GARRISON-SHARP COMBATS IN THE CITY-DEATH OF MONTEZUMAOPPOSITE to the Spanish quarters, at only a few rods' distance,stood the great teocalli of Huitzilopochtli. This pyramidal mound,with the sanctuaries that crowned it, rising altogether to theheight of near a hundred and fifty feet, afforded an elevated positionthat completely commanded the palace of Axayacatl, occupied by theChristians. A body of five or six hundred Mexicans, many of themnobles and warriors of the highest rank, had got possession of theteocalli, whence they discharged such a tempest of arrows on thegarrison, that no one could leave his defences for a moment withoutimminent danger; while the Mexicans, under shelter of the sanctuaries,were entirely covered from the fire of the besieged. It wasobviously necessary to dislodge the enemy, if the Spaniards wouldremain longer in their quarters. Cortes assigned this service to his chamberlain Escobar, givinghim a hundred men for the purpose, with orders to storm theteocalli, and set fire to the sanctuaries. But that officer was thricerepulsed in the attempt, and, after the most desperate efforts, wasobliged to return with considerable loss and without accomplishing hisobject.Cortes, who saw the immediate necessity of carrying the place,determined to lead the storming party himself. He was then sufferingmuch from the wound in his left hand, which had disabled it for thepresent. He made the arm serviceable, however, by fastening hisbuckler to it, and, thus crippled, sallied out at the head of threehundred chosen cavaliers, and several thousand of his auxiliaries.In the courtyard of the temple he found a numerous body of Indiansprepared to dispute his passage. He briskly charged them, but theflat, smooth stones of the pavement were so slippery that the horseslost their footing and many of them fell. Hastily dismounting, theysent back the animals to their quarters, and, renewing the assault,the Spaniards succeeded without much difficulty in dispersing theIndian warriors, and opening a free passage for themselves to theteocalli.Cortes, having cleared a way for the assault, sprang up thelower stairway, followed by Alvarado, Sandoval, Ordaz, and the othergallant cavaliers of his little band, leaving a file of arquebusiersand a strong corps of Indian allies to hold the enemy in check at footof the monument. On the first landing, as well as on the severalgalleries above, and on the summit, the Aztec warriors were drawn upto dispute his passage. From their elevated position they showereddown volleys of lighter missiles, together with heavy stones, beams,and burning rafters, which, thundering along the stairway,overturned the ascending Spaniards, and carried desolation throughtheir ranks. The more fortunate, eluding or springing over theseobstacles, succeeded in gaining the first terrace, where, throwingthemselves on their enemies. they compelled them, after a shortresistance, to fall back. The assailants pressed on, effectuallysupported by a brisk fire of the musketeers from below, which somuch galled the Mexicans in their exposed situation, that they wereglad to take shelter on the broad summit of the teocalli.Cortes and his comrades were close upon their rear, and the twoparties soon found themselves face to face on this aerialbattle-field, engaged in mortal combat in presence of the wholecity, as well as of the troops in the courtyard, who paused, as ifby mutual consent, from their own hostilities, gazing in silentexpectation on the issue of those above. The area, though somewhatsmaller than the base of the teocalli, was large enough to afford afair field of fight for a thousand combatants. It was paved withbroad, flat stones. No impediment occurred over its surface, exceptthe huge sacrificial block, and the temples of stone which rose to theheight of forty feet, at the further extremity of the arena. One ofthese had been consecrated to the Cross; the other was stilloccupied by the Mexican war-god. The Christian and the Aztec contendedfor their religions under the very shadow of their respective shrines;while the Indian priests, running to and fro, with their hair wildlystreaming over their sable mantles, seemed hovering in mid air, likeso many demons of darkness urging on the work of slaughter!The parties closed with the desperate fury of men who had nohope but in victory. Quarter was neither asked nor given; and to flywas impossible. The edge of the area was unprotected by parapet orbattlement. The least slip would be fatal; and the combatants, as theystruggled in mortal agony, were sometimes seen to roll over thesheer sides of the precipice together. Many of the Aztecs, seeingthe fate of such of their comrades as fell into the hands of theSpaniards, voluntarily threw themselves headlong from the lofty summitand were dashed in pieces on the pavement.The battle lasted with unintermitting fury for three hours. Thenumber of the enemy was double that of the Christians; and it seemedas if it were a contest which must be determined by numbers andbrute force, rather than by superior science. But it was not so. Theinvulnerable armour of the Spaniard, his sword of matchless temper,and his skill in the use of it, gave him advantages which faroutweighed the odds of physical strength and numbers. After doingall that the courage of despair could enable men to do, resistancegrew fainter and fainter on the side of the Aztecs. One afteranother they had fallen. Two or three priests only survived to beled away in triumph by the victors. Every other combatant wasstretched a corpse on the bloody arena, or had been hurled from thegiddy heights. Yet the loss of the Spaniards was not inconsiderable.It amounted to forty-five of their best men, and nearly all theremainder were more or less injured in the desperate conflict.The victorious cavaliers now rushed towards the sanctuaries. Thelower story was of stone; the two upper were of wood. Penetrating intotheir recesses, they had the mortification to find the image of theVirgin and the Cross removed. But in the other edifice they stillbeheld the grim figure of Huitzilopochtli, with the censer ofsmoking hearts, and the walls of his oratory reeking with gore,- notimprobably of their own countrymen! With shouts of triumph theChristians tore the uncouth monster from his niche, and tumbled him,in the presence of the horror-struck Aztecs, down the steps of theteocalli. They then set fire to the accursed building. The flamespeedily ran up the slender towers, sending forth an ominous lightover city, lake, and valley, to the remotest hut among themountains. It was the funeral pyre of paganism, and proclaimed thefall of that sanguinary religion which had so long hung like a darkcloud over the fair regions of Anahuac! No achievement in the warstruck more awe into the Mexicans than this storming of the greattemple, in which the white men seemed to bid defiance equally to thepowers of God and man.Having accomplished this good work, the Spaniards descended thewinding slopes of the teocalli with more free and buoyant step, asif conscious that the blessing of Heaven now rested on their arms.They passed through the dusky files of Indian warriors in thecourtyard, too much dismayed by the appalling scenes they hadwitnessed to offer resistance; and reached their own quarters insafety. That very night they followed up the blow by a sortie on thesleeping town, and burned three hundred houses, the horrors ofconflagration being made still more impressive by occurring at thehour when the Aztecs, from their own system of warfare, were leastprepared for them.Hoping to find the temper of the natives somewhat subdued by thesereverses, Cortes now determined, with his usual policy, to make them avantage-ground for proposing terms of accommodation. He accordinglyinvited the enemy to a parley, and, as the principal chiefs,attended by their followers, assembled in the great square, he mountedthe turret before occupied by Montezuma, and made signs that hewould address them. Marina, as usual, took her place by his side, ashis interpreter. The multitude gazed with earnest curiosity on theIndian girl, whose influence with the Spaniards was well known, andwhose connection with the general, in particular, had led the Aztecsto designate him by her Mexican name of Malinche. Cortes, speakingthrough the soft, musical tones of his mistress, told his audiencethey must now be convinced that they had nothing further to hopefrom opposition to the Spaniards. They had seen their gods trampled inthe dust, their altars broken, their dwellings burned, theirwarriors falling on all sides. "All this," continued he, "you havebrought on yourselves by your rebellion. Yet for the affection thesovereign, whom you have unworthily treated, still bears you, Iwould willingly stay my hand, if you will lay down your arms, andreturn once more to your obedience. But, if you do not," he concluded,"I will make your city a heap of ruins, and leave not a soul aliveto mourn over it!"But the Spanish commander did not yet comprehend the characterof the Aztecs, if he thought to intimidate them by menaces. Calm intheir exterior and slow to move, they were the more difficult topacify when roused; and now that they had been stirred to their inmostdepths, it was no human voice that could still the tempest. It may be,however, that Cortes did not so much misconceive the character ofthe people. He may have felt that an authoritative tone was the onlyone he could assume with any chance of effect, in his presentposition, in which milder and more conciliatory language would, byintimating a consciousness of inferiority, have too certainly defeatedits own object.It was true, they answered, he had destroyed their temples, brokenin pieces their gods, massacred their countrymen. Many more,doubtless, were yet to fall under their terrible swords. But they werecontent so long as for every thousand Mexicans they could shed theblood of a single white man! "Look out," they continued, "on ourterraces and streets, see them still thronged with warriors as faras your eyes can reach. Our numbers are scarcely diminished by ourlosses. Yours, on the contrary, are lessening every hour. You areperishing from hunger and sickness. Your provisions and water arefailing. You must soon fall into our hands. The bridges are brokendown, and you cannot escape! There will be too few of you left to glutthe vengeance of our gods!" As they concluded, they sent a volley ofarrows over the battlements, which compelled the Spaniards todescend and take refuge in their defences.The fierce and indomitable spirit of the Aztecs filled thebesieged with dismay. All, then, that they had done and suffered,their battles by day, their vigils by night, the perils they hadbraved, even the victories they had won, were of no avail. It wastoo evident that they had no longer the spring of ancient superstitionto work upon in the breasts of the natives, who, like some wildbeast that has burst the bonds of his keeper, seemed now to swelland exult in the full consciousness of their strength. Theannunciation respecting the bridges fell like a knell on the ears ofthe Christians. All that they had heard was too true,- and theygazed on one another with looks of anxiety and dismay.The same consequences followed, which sometimes take place amongthe crew of a shipwrecked vessel. Subordination was lost in thedreadful sense of danger. A spirit of mutiny broke out, especiallyamong the recent levies drawn from the army of Narvaez. They hadcome into the country from no motive of ambition, but attracted simplyby the glowing reports of its opulence, and they had fondly hoped toreturn in a few months with their pockets well lined with the goldof the Aztec monarch. But how different had been their lot! From thefirst hour of their landing, they had experienced only trouble anddisaster, privations of every description, sufferings unexampled,and they now beheld in perspective a fate yet more appalling. Bitterlydid they lament the hour when they left the sunny fields of Cuba forthese cannibal regions! And heartily did they curse their own folly inlistening to the call of Velasquez, and still more in embarkingunder the banner of Cortes!They now demanded with noisy vehemence to be led instantly fromthe city, and refused to serve longer in defence of a place where theywere cooped up like sheep in the shambles, waiting only to bedragged to slaughter. In all this they were rebuked by the moreorderly soldier-like conduct of the veterans of Cortes. These latterhad shared with their general the day of his prosperity, and they werenot disposed to desert him in the tempest. It was, indeed, obvious, ona little reflection, that the only chance of safety, in the existingcrisis, rested on subordination and union; and that even this chancemust be greatly diminished under any other leader than their presentone.Thus pressed by enemies without and by factions within, thatleader was found, as usual, true to himself. Circumstances soappalling as would have paralysed a common mind, only stimulated histo higher action, and drew forth all its resources. He combined whatis most rare, singular coolness and constancy of purpose, with aspirit of enterprise that might well be called romantic. Hispresence of mind did not now desert him. He calmly surveyed hiscondition, and weighed the difficulties which surrounded him, beforecoming to a decision. Independently of the hazard of a retreat inthe face of a watchful and desperate foe, it was a deepmortification to surrender up the city, where he had so long lorded itas a master; to abandon the rich treasures which he had secured tohimself and his followers; to forego the very means by which he hadhoped to propitiate the favour of his sovereign, and secure an amnestyfor his irregular proceedings. This, he well knew, must, after all, bedependent on success. To fly now was to acknowledge himself furtherremoved from the conquest than ever. What a close was this to a careerso auspiciously begun! What a contrast to his magnificent vaunts! Whata triumph would it afford to his enemies! The governor of Cuba wouldbe amply revenged.But, if such humiliating reflections crowded on his mind, thealternative of remaining, in his presen