Ports
Windows 4CD:
- Original release of game.
Windows 2CD:
- Reduced video quality of cutscenes, compared to original release.
- Removed several cutscenes (Fmain, Mix_Snip1, Mix_Snip2, Mix_Snip3, Mix_Snip4, Mix_Snip5, Mix_Snip6, Mix_Snip7, Mix_Snip8) of docking controller and pilot arguing at Metro Prime.
Amiga and Mac:
- Reduced audio and video quality of cutscenes, compared to original release. (Reduced video resolution in Amiga version too)
- Removed several cutscenes (Fmain, Mix_Snip1, Mix_Snip2, Mix_Snip3, Mix_Snip4, Mix_Snip5, Mix_Snip6, Mix_Snip7, Mix_Snip8) of docking controller and pilot arguing at Metro Prime.
- Removed the background chatter between docking controller and pilot at Metro Prime.
- Removed the OmniTV cutscenes (Charisma, Nextdoor, Omnitoy, Qtime), which are displayed on television in the prison of Cygnus Alpha.
- Removed the epilogue cutscene (WhoWhat).
Audio quality and video resolution of cutscenes:
Windows 4CD: 22050 Hz PCM audio; 640x480 video (Smacker).
Mac: 11025 Hz ADPCM audio; 640x480 video (dxa).
Amiga: 11025 Hz PCM audio; 384x280 video (dxa).
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