Every week, Richard Cobbett
rolls the dice to bring you an obscure slice of gaming history, from
lost gems to weapons grade atrocities. This week, a game two hundred
million years in the making. No, wait. Sorry. A few months, maybe. One
year tops. Is it kinda neat though? You bet Jurassic is!
Dinosaurs! Next to fluffy, sleepy kittens, officially the greatest
animals of all time. Big! Dangerous! Much more intimidating before we
found out about the feathers, but thought raptors were actually like the
ones in Jurassic Park! Designasaurus – technically Designasaurus II –
is your chance to put your stamp on history, and be the 5,000,000 person
to do the ‘Doyouthinkhesaurus’ joke. What luck!

Even if you're a T-Rex, other dinos will mob your nest. They were pulled to extinction by the weight of their huge balls.
Designasaurus is what happens when idiots get hold of time-travel
technology. It’s an edutainment game – one sec while I blow the dust off
the standard image, it’s been a while since we saw it…

The last dinosaur was called 'Denver'. He showed us a world we never saw before.
…an edutainment game designed for kids. They’re not the idiots. The
idiots are the scientists at the Designasaurus Research Foundation, who
have accidentally lost the genetic code for the Gigantadon to the evil
Max von Fusion. While he’s been arrested, saving everyone the trouble of
tracking him down, it’s apparently deemed inappropriate to stick piano
reeds under his fingernails until he just tells you where the hell he
put them. Cue an epic chase through time, through the Jurassic,
Cretaceous and Triassic periods to find the sixteen pieces of the code
and… wait, what exactly are the stakes here?
…to save the world? Hmm. Not sure how this matters in the great
scheme of things. I’m not sure that one dinosaur is going to make as
much of a “political and military” difference as the DRF thinks,
especially in the year 2500-and-a-bit. Yes, it can survive in multiple
climates, but we have time machines and genetic engineering and
guns. I think we can handle our enemies getting their hands on
reptiles.
…to help science? Well, it seems like a simpler approach would be to
just use the time machine and just go pick one up if it’s ever existed
before. Or maybe just send a raptor back to eat von Fusion before he
scatters the pieces into the timestream. Paradoxes? Pffft. It’s not as
if the butterfly effect is going to make much difference in the
actual plan for sorting out this situation.
…to teach kids about dinosaurs and shut up, it’s just a framing
device for a silly edutainment game and you can’t expect too much from
those for goodnesss sake? Well, kindof. I guess. To a point.

No, I refuse to accept this guy as my nemesis. New villain, please!
Rather than sending a hunter though, the DRF instead decides it’s a
much better option to genetically modify its own dinosaur to both
contaminate the time-stream and quite probably confuse them at some
point in the future. While it can’t die, thanks to an emergency beam-out
system, your custom atrocity can have kids, and nobody gives a damn if
you eat every other dinosaur and poop out their bones.
Creating your own dinosaur is obviously the best bit. You can pick an
existing one like the Allosaurus, Deinonychus or Triceratops if you
want, but it’s far more fun to just rip all of those losers to pieces
and create your own from the best bits. Here for example we have the
tail of a Stegosaurus, the body and arms of an Iguanodon, and the wig of
an esteemed barrister. Go, Dinosaur Lawyer!

The verdict is guilty. The sentence... extinction!
Alternatively, you can look elsewhere for inspiration. Here for
instance is an attempt to recreate ancestors of Mass Effect’s Krogan.
Meet Urdnot Rex. Who exists solely for that pun.

'Rex?' 'Agrarian biped yet to evolve, never mind have a specific social role?'
Sent back in time, your dinosaur has to survive 16 increasingly
dangerous time periods. The goal is simple – find the genetic plans that
have been dropped somewhere on the map, and get back to the teleporter.
Why you have to do this last bit when your dinosaur can be beamed out
at a whim, or why you only send one dinosaur instead of a whole herd of
Dontfuckwithusaurses, I have no idea, but that’s why I’m not some
genetic engineer from the future. Amongst other, more pragmatic reasons,
obviously.

My carpark! You can't have it!
Survival isn’t desperately complicated. You have to keep your
dinosaur fed, watered, and not crushed by herds or eaten by carnivores.
The parts you chose determine whether it’s a herbivore, eating trees and
vegetation, a carnivore who’ll have to hunt for dinner, or an omnivore
who’ll technically eat anything and can therefore fully appreciate the
joy of a good plate of steak and chips. Go, evolution!

T-Rex hits Allosaurus for 100 points of BEING A GODDAMNED T-REX.
It’s not exactly a hardcore simulation. Dinosaurs that would hunt in
packs, like Coelophysis, will happily take a solo pop at a much larger
predator, cannibalism is perfectly acceptable, and the typically
fish-eating Pteranodon really want to put the ‘sore arse’ in ‘saurus’.
Fighting consists of entering combat mode and spamming the attack key.
This being edutainment, there’s very little gore or detail, but here’s
an authentic simulation of what one of those epic battles
might have looked like.

Graphics were rubbish in the Jurassic era.
One minor issue with the genetics side of the game is that while
you’d think there’d be some challenge in balancing different pieces for a
dinosaur with strengths and weaknesses… well, to hell with that. Every
piece updates a straight rating with a value like “Excellent” and it
takes about five seconds to come out with history’s ultimate
arse-kicker. This is another piece of evidence in favour of just writing
the Gigantadon off until von Fusion gets bored of solitary confinement.
As edutainment villains go, Carmen Sandiego he is not. I bet he doesn’t
even have his own catchy theme song or anything.
As ever with edutainment, the first thing to test is whether or not
it’s taken any steps to avoid things every kid will try, and how funny
it is when it inevitably fails. In this case, it’s not that hard,
especially when it’s reporting your failure to do something like protect
a nest.

Hey, no need to be so angry about it!
Unlike many edutainment games, Designasaurus does at least offer a
solid amount of ‘tainment’ with its ‘edu’, and it’s fun to mess around
with. It has a few nice features, like being able to print out your
dinosaurs, and the added hilarity of later levels developing into almost
bullet-hell levels of crap to wade through. Here’s a Let’s Play
covering the whole thing, up to and including the reveal of the
Gigantodon – which turns out to be the crazed drawing of a teenage boy,
more or less. In the distant past, it would be a force to be reckoned
with. Now, I just wonder what it would taste like after being shot with a
sniper rifle and served up with a generous helping of chips.
Victory, I assume. Victory, and probably chicken.
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