Quote Board Comments >From Indy's AAR >for the village. When they arrived unmolested it was learned that the nefarious character Ha! I am not Lord Wellington-Boots at all! I am Count Ivan Ignatof, on a mission for the Czar in the Great Game! > was running a gun smuggling operation for the Pathanes and he succeeded in his goal this game (delivered guns). >Sneaky, sneaky. Count Ignatoff conned the Great White Hunter into following sheep for a couple of turns, instead of looking for the tiger...it allowed me to get the bearers close enough to deliver the guns to the Pathans. >Adrian was playing a British officer (the character's name I am totally spacing on now) Leftenant the Right Honorable D'Arcy Yeatman-Briggs > who was being pursued by Amelia the Colonel's Daughter >was being played by Laserlight. Adrian was also playing the American newsteam who were teleporting all over the board to catch as much of the action between the British and the Panthanes. Amelia was captured by one Panthane raid, forcing Adrian's British character to do his utmost to rescue her. In the end he succeeded, and said his character dropped to his knees to propose to this love who had been chasing him for so long. Stuart pointedly replied, "That makes me sick. I'll make you propose. And I'll MAKE you propose." Adrian looked at him in shock and horror as Stuart's words sunk in. Several people readied cameras and Adrian slowly got down on his knees and played out the role. >It was hard to know who was more embarrassed, Laserlight or Adrian. Oh, definitely Adrian. I wasn't embarassed--I was laughing! I tried to squeak "Yes, darling!" in Emelia's falsetto, but I kept cracking up before I could get a word out. Adrian did a good job of playing his role--fortunately he didn't see that Nick Caldwell was taking video! ---------------------------------------------------------------- >Stuart (referring to a Pathane that just had a close encounter with [old religious women group] The London Ladies' Temperance Society, tagging along with the Brit column to save the soldiers from the Evils of Drink. They also managed to crew an artillery piece and fire a round at attacking Pathans; the Pathans then captured the gun but the Temperance Society (played by RickR) managed to convert one of them. >Unknown - "Follow the sheep! Follow the sheep!" That was me, conning the Great White Hunter >Stuart - "The sheep were boring." I think that was when the Great White Hunter's dog Blinky left off chasing the sheep and went over to attack (and kill!) the Pathan shepherd boy. >Stuart (Referring to a close assault combat where the Pathanes killed 7 charging Brits and lost only one of their own) - "Guys? Can I point something out? Those are colonial regulars. I've played a lot of colonial games. And that sucks." It was worse than that. A Gurkha unit attacked the Pathans (who were holding Emelia and her duenna) and died like dogs--I think it was Pathans 8, Gurkhas 0. The love-struck Leftenant Yeatman-Briggs then led an attack by the Brit regulars and it was Brits 6, Pathans 1. The unit went on to attack another Pathan building, leaving behind the Leftenant (who was busy proposing)...and got slaughtered, with the survivors breaking and routing, inspiring Stuart's comment. >Mike Hudak - "Who's ever dice these are, I want to buy them!" Jerry then said "These are the dice that I can't hit the side of a barn with!" and Mike immediately replied "So they should be cheap!" >Robert Doughty - "You shot my friends! I'll shoot your friends!" >(bummer that the ship he was speaking to turned out to be just out of arc) One of Vincent's Islamic Fed ships shot (and destroyed? don't recall) a KV ship. Robert, on the KV side, wanted to shoot back at that ship, but it was at the edge of the IF formation and just out of arc. Thus "I'll shoot your friend" rather than "I'll shoot you" >Adrian during FMA Sheep - "Can I spend an activation to recock this sheep?" Adrian had found a Full Metal Attack Sheep and used it to fire at the other side, but he had to spend an action to get it ready to fire again. Oh, by the way...these quotes from Found Me A Sheep are strictly conjectural, there was no event, no one can prove anything, look at the little blinky red light here... --------------------------------------------------------------------- Corrigenda: JP, after failing 4-5 comms rolls and 6 failed penetration rolls in Carnage Con Queso (early in the game, JP entered a boggy ditch) - "It's the goo." Jerry Han (after using a geiger counter to detect the Fissionable Mass Atomic Sheep) - "Gentlemen! RUN!" >>>CHRIS<<< (referee, in a dry tone) - "And will you be speaking to the French as well?" [note: Jerry WAS the FSE...] Addenda: >From the event that never happened and for which Tomb and Laserlight cannot be held liable in any court in any land due to extensive disclaimers and possible reasons of insanity: Jerry? "I think I will need a lot of expensive therapy." Someone else: "I don't think I'll ever be able to get this out of my mind." A third player: "I don't even *understand* what happened....." (in a dazed voice) Me: "That's good. That's the effect we were shooting for." Pause. "Anyone can move figures around the board and roll dice. We Canadians come down here just to &%$* with the minds of the Americans. That's really what this is all about." Vendors: Thanks Carl, Bill and other contributors and prize support guys. May your cups runneth over! Organizers: Thanks Jon, Jerry, Indy, etc. May your houses be blessed with great good fortune! Events: Thanks to Rick for Con Queso (and beating JP and Adrian at almost every Comms Roll!). Thanks to Aaron for the B5 scenario! Thanks to JP and Jim for giving me something to shoot at! Thanks to Adrian for a wonderful SG2 game! Thanks to Jon for everything except that accent (and for agreeing to place behind me in Formula De)! Thanks to Laserlight for being such a great inspiration, although clearly nothing happened and there was in fact no game in that Saturday night slot (*grin*). And thanks to everyone for coming out! All the Canadians are getting ready for JonCon-I in Albany. Anyone else want to come? (Jon, we thought about asking you to supply a date, but we don't trust that you won't bail out. So we're arranging a secret date. Just stock some spare food and pop, that way you'll be ready when we show up). ;) I'm still in shock for winning an award for a game that had, as of awarding, yet to be run. Though, in retrospect, it did suggest prescience. But, since nothing happened, I'm not sure it really was appropriate. Though, despite nothing happening, I'll be in therapy for years. PS - Indy, great job winning that 15mm competition! Stuart is a great painter. Beating him is really impressive! (And you know, you may even have managed it *without* the organized conspiracy.... *heh heh*) PPS - My thanks to all who came out. Especially the new folks. PPPS - The biggest thanks to those who missed this event for national service: Schoon, Los, Magic, Ted and John A. (As a tribute, a couple of these definitely weren't represented in the game that didn't happen, obviously not including one Rabbi Makowksy and his flying carpet (shotdown in sheep transport while flying to close to the mosque) and an Atkinsonian sheep) PPPPS - Can't wait for the next one! PPPPPS - Roger, was good to meet you, thanks for coming over. Next time, we'll have time for more beer and chat! And Noam, pleasure to meet you in the flesh! ---------------------------------------------------------------- > A momentarily confused Indy - "What was I doing?" > Jon Davis - "We're having a p-torp moment." There was a significant pause in the awards ceremony when Indy lost his train of thought. ---------------------------------------------------------------- > All participants from FMA Sheep - "We just sat around having > a pleasant conversation. Nothing happened. There was no event. > Nobody tell Beth." There were sheep and nothing happened?! I don't believe you! What are you hiding, the Beth's of this world want to know!! ;P ---------------------------------------------------------------- >Quote Board: > >Corrigenda: >Jerry? "I think I will need a lot of expensive >therapy." Roger: "In England, we don't have expensive therapy. We have cheap beer." ---------------------------------------------------------------- > From the event that never happened and > for which Tomb and Laserlight cannot be > held liable in any court in any land due to > extensive disclaimers and possible reasons > of insanity: > > Jerry? "I think I will need a lot of expensive > therapy." That was Jerry, yes. > Someone else: "I don't think I'll ever be > able to get this out of my mind." > > A third player: "I don't even *understand* > what happened....." (in a dazed voice) > > Me: "That's good. That's the effect we > were shooting for." Pause. "Anyone can > move figures around the board and roll > dice. We Canadians come down here just > to &%$* with the minds of the Americans. > That's really what this is all about." TomB may have some confusion about who is Canadian (I'm not) and whose minds were being messed with (which included Roger, Adrian and Jerry). For example: "It's time for initiative--pick a color!" and later on, as Adrian was being shot at by a nameless Arab civilian: Me: "He's got a red turban on, so hand me a red quality die. Okay, now hand me a green quality die instead, these guys are only nameless Arab civilians after all." Definitely! I'll try to arrive a bit earlier so that, by 11pm on Friday night, I _haven't_ been awake for 23 hours...