Well after my first solo AAR, my first AAR ever was a the good old English Parliment, which was ended by a nice corrupted save file, and its about the Ottomans, although it has a bit of a twist, which i dont think has been explored before. Well i hope. Anyway the information.
Version: 1.05
Scenario: Grand Campaign
Difficulty/Aggressiveness: Normal/Normal
Nation: Turks
Objectives: Stay alive (youll see)
And without further ado:
So there I was, a twenty-year-old math’s student, at Hull University sitting at my computer one dull evening waiting for my roommate to get in, as the idiot had forgotten his key. To combat some of the boredom I switched on my computer and booted up my favourite game, Europa Universalis II, because although I was a student of math’s I had a keen interest in history, and a much larger interest in alternate history. Having had to abandon my latest game as Austria thanks to a corrupted save file, I thought about whom to pick for my next Grand Campaign. England, nah too easy at the beginning. France, nah too easy overall. Austria, nah just been them. Turkey, hmm could be interesting, many CB shields, some good cultures, ok tech group, nasty events but that makes it more fun, so Turkey was my choice.
The game booted up just fine, and my first DP decision was to enserf a larger portion of the population, always easier to control the unthinking slave than the free thinking philosopher I say. Anyway after looking out of the window to check the weather, it was awful by the way, I got back to the task at hand, just as I was going to unpause the game lightning, I assume, hit my dorm building and knocked out all the power, my computer shut off, and I was so startled I pushed back, overbalanced and fell off my chair onto the floor hitting my head. Cursing mightily I scrambled up, red spots in front of my eyes and it looked to my blurred vision that the computer was swirling, swirling, swirling, my eyes rolled up into the top of my head and I feel unconscious.
When I woke up I had a thumping headache, and when I opened my eyes I wished I hadn’t the stars bursting in front of my eyes made me close them again, when I next opened my eyes, slowly this time I slowly stood up and looked around. What I saw didn’t make sense, I was surrounded by quite a few people who looked at me with differing expressions, some hostile, some curious, but mostly afraid and they were whispering to themselves. “Oh bloody brilliant,” I thought, nice practical joke this is, “thanks a lot, so called friends, who needs them.” However as I looked a bit more closely at the people around me I noticed a fuzzy appearance to them, like some of the pixels I had seen in some computer games before, I just put this down to my vision at that time. Also as I looked closer I realised I had never seen these people before, and the clothes they were wearing were also strange and seemed badly made. “Must be from Thailand,” I thought as I continued to look around, and again I thought it weird that I didn’t actually recognise where I was, this was just too strange.
My eyesight adjusted a little bit but there was still a strange blurring look to everyone when they moved, I hit myself on the side of the head to clear my vision. Everyone who was gathered round me jumped back a space and started whispering to themselves again, I decided I better get all this sorted out. “Hello,” I said, raising my voice a little to be heard, the effect was a little odd, they looked at me and a few of the ones at the back ran away. Something was wrong and I knew it was, especially when I looked closer and saw that everyone seemed to have very dark tanned skin, I started to get worried at about that minute. I decided I needed answers and so I walked towards the crowd in front of me, only for them to take a step back! I was moving slowly to avoid startling them but they matched my steps forward with one back, it would have been funny if I had been watching it on TV but as I wasn’t it was really annoying me.
“Please, I mean you no harm, will somebody just speak to me?” I pleaded, getting kinda desperate, though my face didn’t show it, not that it shows much anyway. Many looks were passed between the villagers (looking round I saw it had to be a village, and not a very good one at that.) and then one who was dressed in marginally better clothes stepped forward and bowed towards me. I was put off to say the least but not as much as when he opened his mouth and a stream of gibberish came from his mouth. Or at least I thought it was gibberish until I realised he was asking me who I was, and the language was definitely not English!! But this also puzzled me, as I only spoke one language, English, and my efforts to learn German at school had been half hearted at best, so what was I doing talking Turkish, or Arabic, or whatever they called it around here.
I told the speaker that I was Gary Smith, a student at Hull University and asked where I was. He looked at me in a very strange way and spoke slowly, as if to an idiot, “Well Garysmith from the country of Hull, we are standing in the village of Suakim, in the Province of Anatolia.” I was dumbstruck to say the least, “Anatolia, where is that?” The speaker looked at me as if I was mad and he spoke three words I will never forget, “The Ottoman Empire.” “The Ottoman Empire!,” I shouted, fear and uncertainty making my voice hoarse and breathy, “But that hasn’t existed for just under 100 years!” All this was too much information for me and the blood went straight to my head and I fell unconscious once again.
When I opened my eyes again I felt a damp cloth being pressed against my head and I looked over and saw a pretty dumpy woman holding it against my forehead. Up close she looked, well more pixilated, the blurring growing worse the nearer I was to her. I look around the rest of the hut I was in, and what I saw disgusted me, didn’t these people know of personal hygiene!?!? I got up slowly and the woman waddled off, assumedly to go tell whoever was in charge I was back up again, strode out of the hut and looked around. The poverty was disgusting, no sewage system, and the children that danced around my feet as I stood still looked like nothing more than skin and bone. Seeing nothing better to do I went back inside the hut and parked myself down on what looked like the cleanest part of the bed, and the one part which wasn’t moving. Soon enough the person who I had spoken to before turned up and gestured for me to follow him, not being able to do much else I followed.
The village was really quite small, more a hamlet than a village, it just looked bigger on cursory inspection than it actually was, an inverse tardis I thought with a giggle, which made the village headman, as I thought of him, look at me strangely. Pretty soon we arrived at his ‘grandiose’ home, and I use that word with sarcasm as it was a bit better than the rest of the houses but not by any huge margin. We went inside and I asked him what had happened since I had been incapacitated. He told me that there had been serious debate about killing me, because I was obviously something different from the norm, I was a bit agasp as you may expect. Once I had got over that shock, and also how calmly he said it, I asked him how he could live like this and again he looked at me strangely and told me they had no choice, the capital had just issued an edict taking away some of the rights of the common person.
Now it was at this point that a real uneasy feeling began to manifest itself in my stomach, and I asked him which capital, “Istanbul?” but he looked blank at that so I tried to old name, “Constantinople?” At which he laughed and told me that was in the hands of the Byzantine Empire, I looked at him with horror and asked him what year it was, he wasn’t sure but he though it was around January 1419. I just looked at him, unable to speak and then I ran outside and in the distance saw some men, all dressed alike, and carrying pikes and sitting on their horses, I had seen these troops before but only in a computer game. I again couldn’t take it all, “Oh Crap,” I remarked and fainted.
To be continued. comments etc, would be welcome but ill keep going even if theres none
Version: 1.05
Scenario: Grand Campaign
Difficulty/Aggressiveness: Normal/Normal
Nation: Turks
Objectives: Stay alive (youll see)
And without further ado:
So there I was, a twenty-year-old math’s student, at Hull University sitting at my computer one dull evening waiting for my roommate to get in, as the idiot had forgotten his key. To combat some of the boredom I switched on my computer and booted up my favourite game, Europa Universalis II, because although I was a student of math’s I had a keen interest in history, and a much larger interest in alternate history. Having had to abandon my latest game as Austria thanks to a corrupted save file, I thought about whom to pick for my next Grand Campaign. England, nah too easy at the beginning. France, nah too easy overall. Austria, nah just been them. Turkey, hmm could be interesting, many CB shields, some good cultures, ok tech group, nasty events but that makes it more fun, so Turkey was my choice.
The game booted up just fine, and my first DP decision was to enserf a larger portion of the population, always easier to control the unthinking slave than the free thinking philosopher I say. Anyway after looking out of the window to check the weather, it was awful by the way, I got back to the task at hand, just as I was going to unpause the game lightning, I assume, hit my dorm building and knocked out all the power, my computer shut off, and I was so startled I pushed back, overbalanced and fell off my chair onto the floor hitting my head. Cursing mightily I scrambled up, red spots in front of my eyes and it looked to my blurred vision that the computer was swirling, swirling, swirling, my eyes rolled up into the top of my head and I feel unconscious.
When I woke up I had a thumping headache, and when I opened my eyes I wished I hadn’t the stars bursting in front of my eyes made me close them again, when I next opened my eyes, slowly this time I slowly stood up and looked around. What I saw didn’t make sense, I was surrounded by quite a few people who looked at me with differing expressions, some hostile, some curious, but mostly afraid and they were whispering to themselves. “Oh bloody brilliant,” I thought, nice practical joke this is, “thanks a lot, so called friends, who needs them.” However as I looked a bit more closely at the people around me I noticed a fuzzy appearance to them, like some of the pixels I had seen in some computer games before, I just put this down to my vision at that time. Also as I looked closer I realised I had never seen these people before, and the clothes they were wearing were also strange and seemed badly made. “Must be from Thailand,” I thought as I continued to look around, and again I thought it weird that I didn’t actually recognise where I was, this was just too strange.
My eyesight adjusted a little bit but there was still a strange blurring look to everyone when they moved, I hit myself on the side of the head to clear my vision. Everyone who was gathered round me jumped back a space and started whispering to themselves again, I decided I better get all this sorted out. “Hello,” I said, raising my voice a little to be heard, the effect was a little odd, they looked at me and a few of the ones at the back ran away. Something was wrong and I knew it was, especially when I looked closer and saw that everyone seemed to have very dark tanned skin, I started to get worried at about that minute. I decided I needed answers and so I walked towards the crowd in front of me, only for them to take a step back! I was moving slowly to avoid startling them but they matched my steps forward with one back, it would have been funny if I had been watching it on TV but as I wasn’t it was really annoying me.
“Please, I mean you no harm, will somebody just speak to me?” I pleaded, getting kinda desperate, though my face didn’t show it, not that it shows much anyway. Many looks were passed between the villagers (looking round I saw it had to be a village, and not a very good one at that.) and then one who was dressed in marginally better clothes stepped forward and bowed towards me. I was put off to say the least but not as much as when he opened his mouth and a stream of gibberish came from his mouth. Or at least I thought it was gibberish until I realised he was asking me who I was, and the language was definitely not English!! But this also puzzled me, as I only spoke one language, English, and my efforts to learn German at school had been half hearted at best, so what was I doing talking Turkish, or Arabic, or whatever they called it around here.
I told the speaker that I was Gary Smith, a student at Hull University and asked where I was. He looked at me in a very strange way and spoke slowly, as if to an idiot, “Well Garysmith from the country of Hull, we are standing in the village of Suakim, in the Province of Anatolia.” I was dumbstruck to say the least, “Anatolia, where is that?” The speaker looked at me as if I was mad and he spoke three words I will never forget, “The Ottoman Empire.” “The Ottoman Empire!,” I shouted, fear and uncertainty making my voice hoarse and breathy, “But that hasn’t existed for just under 100 years!” All this was too much information for me and the blood went straight to my head and I fell unconscious once again.
When I opened my eyes again I felt a damp cloth being pressed against my head and I looked over and saw a pretty dumpy woman holding it against my forehead. Up close she looked, well more pixilated, the blurring growing worse the nearer I was to her. I look around the rest of the hut I was in, and what I saw disgusted me, didn’t these people know of personal hygiene!?!? I got up slowly and the woman waddled off, assumedly to go tell whoever was in charge I was back up again, strode out of the hut and looked around. The poverty was disgusting, no sewage system, and the children that danced around my feet as I stood still looked like nothing more than skin and bone. Seeing nothing better to do I went back inside the hut and parked myself down on what looked like the cleanest part of the bed, and the one part which wasn’t moving. Soon enough the person who I had spoken to before turned up and gestured for me to follow him, not being able to do much else I followed.
The village was really quite small, more a hamlet than a village, it just looked bigger on cursory inspection than it actually was, an inverse tardis I thought with a giggle, which made the village headman, as I thought of him, look at me strangely. Pretty soon we arrived at his ‘grandiose’ home, and I use that word with sarcasm as it was a bit better than the rest of the houses but not by any huge margin. We went inside and I asked him what had happened since I had been incapacitated. He told me that there had been serious debate about killing me, because I was obviously something different from the norm, I was a bit agasp as you may expect. Once I had got over that shock, and also how calmly he said it, I asked him how he could live like this and again he looked at me strangely and told me they had no choice, the capital had just issued an edict taking away some of the rights of the common person.
Now it was at this point that a real uneasy feeling began to manifest itself in my stomach, and I asked him which capital, “Istanbul?” but he looked blank at that so I tried to old name, “Constantinople?” At which he laughed and told me that was in the hands of the Byzantine Empire, I looked at him with horror and asked him what year it was, he wasn’t sure but he though it was around January 1419. I just looked at him, unable to speak and then I ran outside and in the distance saw some men, all dressed alike, and carrying pikes and sitting on their horses, I had seen these troops before but only in a computer game. I again couldn’t take it all, “Oh Crap,” I remarked and fainted.
To be continued. comments etc, would be welcome but ill keep going even if theres none
