Busch Gardens San Antonio [RCT2]

[Beate's Freak]

I like that^

[tacoking]

Just a few small things. Souveniers N' Stuff is not a name you would find in a Busch park, the red of the building doesn't fit in, the wooden post fences with the two ropes going across don't fit in, and those tree's do not seem like the type of trees you would find in a Busch park - especially one in San Antonio.

 

The castle looks much better than the other buildings. The layout seems interesting and unique on the invert, but the colors seem a little off with the castle theme (and if you are using the name Castle Raid).

 

Remember to change land types so the whole park isn't grass and throw some elevation in it so the whole park isn't flat either.

[Beate's Freak]

Thanks for the suggestions! Okay i'm going to take a name suggested by Methos and it is: Dullahan.

 

The dullahan (Gan Ceann) rides during the dead of night. The man is a headless horseman riding wild upon a headless horse; wherever he stops a mortal dies. His face is the color and texture of molding cheese; his head, has a large mouth and huge eyes that dart around like flies. He holds his head firmly tucked beneath his arm. The head of the black horse has flaming eyes and short-cropped ears. The horse's head is longer than the body by six yards or more. This is the dullahan, a ghastly creature always ready to fling a bucket of blood at a healthy man's face. He will come to your door and if you open it a basin of blood is thrown at you, this is a death omen.

 

Sometimes he, with the grey-haired banshee shrieking by his side, drives a black coach drawn by six black horses with tails sweeping the ground and no heads. Flickering candles set in the hollows of skulls light the way; there's a flash of white from the wheel spokes as they turn--for they are made from a thigh-bone. A man's spine serves as a pole, and a mildewed pall (the cloth that covers a coffin), well chewed by the worms, covers it all. The dullahan serves no master but death.

 

In fear of the headless rider; men alone in the fields at night cower behind the bushes because of his reputation with a whip. With his whip he can accurately remove the eyes of all mortals foolish enough to spy on his ventures. Since he has no head, he is somewhat defective in seeing and the dullahan resents those with skilled vision.

 

The dullahan has a number of cousins and headlessness appears to be a family trait. Nothing puts fear into these creatures except gold. You can be saved by as little as the drop of a gold pin. (http://members.tripod.com/~pg4anna/Dullahan.htm)

 

So ya i'm gonna change the color scheme and make some minor changes to the park.