Just a quick set-up to whet your appetite:
Lord Durham, Rictus, Norgesvenn and I are planning to poison our livers and engage in outright warfare in the Mediterranean in a four-man multiplayer game on Sunday. Since we Canucks stick up for each other and have this deep, underlying resentment for the “Old World”, Lord Durham and I will be combining our efforts against the soft underbelly of Europe…namely Norway and England.
Here’s the plan…
Approximately one hour after the WC finals are over, the four of us intend to start an MP game of nastiness in the Med.
The available countries will be:
Speaking of dregs, booze is mandatory. Bare bones minimum consumption rate is one bevy per hour (though, of course, this is only a minimum…
) and excesses are encouraged. Norgesvenn and I also have a side bet on how many cigarettes can be smoked during the game.
Of course we would like to keep you all up to date so we’ll be breaking periodically to post some updates here. Hopefully you should see an update or four every hour or two…depending on the game’s propensity for crashing.
The game will end when either Norgesvenn or I die of lung cancer, the ol’ man has to go to the nudie bar (that’s LD I’m referring to of course), the connection becomes absolutely impossible, or our European vassals…errr…opponents pass out from drunken exhaustion.
That’s the plan, and we hope to see you following along tomorrow.
Lord Durham, Rictus, Norgesvenn and I are planning to poison our livers and engage in outright warfare in the Mediterranean in a four-man multiplayer game on Sunday. Since we Canucks stick up for each other and have this deep, underlying resentment for the “Old World”, Lord Durham and I will be combining our efforts against the soft underbelly of Europe…namely Norway and England.
Here’s the plan…
Approximately one hour after the WC finals are over, the four of us intend to start an MP game of nastiness in the Med.
The available countries will be:
- Castile
Aragon
Portugal
Venice
The Ottomans
Algiers
The Papal States
Genoa
Speaking of dregs, booze is mandatory. Bare bones minimum consumption rate is one bevy per hour (though, of course, this is only a minimum…
Of course we would like to keep you all up to date so we’ll be breaking periodically to post some updates here. Hopefully you should see an update or four every hour or two…depending on the game’s propensity for crashing.
The game will end when either Norgesvenn or I die of lung cancer, the ol’ man has to go to the nudie bar (that’s LD I’m referring to of course), the connection becomes absolutely impossible, or our European vassals…errr…opponents pass out from drunken exhaustion.
That’s the plan, and we hope to see you following along tomorrow.