__________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 1 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 1 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Orange) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Tuesday February 24, 1998 at 07:18 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Thursday February 26, 1998 at 7:18 PM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday February 24, 1998 at 07:51 PM EST by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 1, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Krys Oline picked up her pack, examining the dust that had accumilated on the bottom of it. Three priests huddled around their leader who lay on the ground, rubbing his bloodied nose. She huffed the pack over one shoulder, turning to leave. "Wait!" Krys' eyes spoke of fire as she glared down at the zealots. Their leader had his hand raised toward her, blood dripping from it to the loose soil. He rose, brushing off his weaker associates. "Go hang thyself over a bumpkin fire," Krys intoned, her tiny body trembling with the words. "Please. We need your assistance, Ms. Oline," the leader begged, but his voice remained deep and soothing. Krys sneared. She looked carfully at these zealots. The wore long, white robes over tunics -- the leader's purple, the other's blue. The leader was different than the others, less pure and stronger physically, but nonetheless strange. They claimed to be of a new religion, one that Krys had never heard of in her travels, and had been following her ever since she left The Citadel, a large free-town that was a hub for local mercenary activity. "I do not believe in you so-called god, Mister, and I do not like to be followed." The leader walked forward, Krys braced her right arm to prepare another punch. "My name is Politician Jones, and I do not care what you believe in for that will not make the Master any less real." Politician Jones removed a sack from under his robes and tossed it at Krys' feet. The bag spilled open, spreading gold coins around the floor. Krys weighed the bag with her eyes, it was more than a year's work. "I don't believe in your god..." "You do not have to. We just want your services. The Master only needs you to find some lost goods of ours." Krys backed up. The words of her teacher, Dragon Knight Philip, came to her quickly: 'If it sounds too good to be true, it probably is.' "All this is mine?" she said, pointing a bony finger at the bag. "This is your down payment. The same will be given for each of goods that you find." Krys looked at the money one last time, then extended her hand. "It's a deal." The priests all turned to leave. "But what exactly am I looking for?" As Politician Jones' next words came out, the sky darkened and lightning echoed his words: "The five great items of DOOM!" The other priests dropped to the ground, humbled by the words. * * * Krys reached the dark cave known by the inhabitants as Cave Fear, her long sword wavered in her right hand. It magically lit up the air surrounding it. The air stank of burnt flesh. A flash of lightning from outside showed the remains of a dead knight, still dressed in full plate-mail armour. Krys dropped to the ground at the bones, crying. She jumped as a hand touched her shoulder. Turning, she saw the Ghost of the man that lay before her. "Dragon Knight Philip?" she coughed, amazed. "Yes my favorite pupil. I have decided to protect you in your journey. As old as I was I could not in life, and so I have released my spirit to guard you." Tears, rare for Krys, trickled down her cheeks. "They've made me a Leftenant to lead their forces should the need arise, but I do not trust them." "Do not fear. I shall protect you as long as I am able, Krys." Krys gulped as more thunder and lightning began outside, bringing with it the downpour of rain. -- SO begins B12. wahahaahaha Gold at Start of Turn: 13039 Lt. Oline frees an Elemental from NW Ghost. Lt. Oline frees a Ghost from NW Ghost. Elemental pillages Scout(175 gold) at 12. Spiders bought at 12 for 700 gold. Griffins bought at 01 for 1700 gold. 01 renamed The Citadel 01. 12 renamed Fort True 12. Final Cities: 2 Gold: 10814 Income: 112 Expenses: 0. Lt. Oline Experience: 6 Change from last turn: +6 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=1 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday February 25, 1998 at 01:03 AM EST by Justin Nafziger to all players; I guess I was a little hasty in sending my turn report. Besides the numerous spelling errors in the role-play, I have also erorred in listing NW Ghost twice instead of attributing the Elemental's freedom from NW Elemental. Sorry about that. _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday February 25, 1998 at 10:21 AM EST by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 01, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Blue) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 0 +6 6 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Cities 1 0 1 Gold 13039 -1200 11839 Income 64 0 64 Expenses 25 -25 0 In the feisty town of 02, a pair of lovers watch as their son swings his sword in the front yard. The son yells, jumps in the air and at a speed inaccessible to the human eye, slices the head off an old lady who is walking by. "Oh dear," his mother says, a grave look on her face. "Calm down, Bill," his father calls to him. But by this time Bill has forgotten about the sword, and has proceeded to crawl around in the grass as if he is a snake. Normally this sight would cause the townspeople to stare. Any other townspeople. But the people of 02 are used to Bill's erratic, nay, lunatic behaviour. It was said that the marriage of brother and sister would bring nought but evil, but Bill's parents had ignored him. Yet although Bill is a raving maniac, he has grown up strong and powerful, with the intelligence to fight battles, despite often believing he is fighting a race of jelly creatures. It is for this reason that, upon the founding of the new beliefs, Bill is approached, cautiously, by the mayor of the town. "Bill," the mayor says. Bill sits up, staring. "We were wondering if you would like to be the hero of our new religion?" Bill grins stupidly, then replies, in a rare moment of clarity, "What is the religion?" "Well," the mayor replies. "Quite frankly, it's about getting large amounts of money to increase our own leisure at the expense of others. And we think you're the perfect person to be a missionary for our cause." Bill frowns. "Okay," he finally says, clapping his hands together like a seal. "But first, let's rename the town." "Oh, okay," the Mayor says. "To something like, Victory City?" "I was thinking more of, Bread Basket 02." The mayor lets out a deep sigh. "I see." After ordering heavy cavalary to be built in the newly named, Bread Basket 02 (for a cost of 1200), Bill sets out of the main gates of the village. As he is leaving, a scout approaches him. "Please sir," the scout says. "I am coming with you." Bill stares at the scout, looking briefly confused. Suddenly his face fills with fear, and he retracts his sword from its sheath. The scout turns to run, but is cut down before he has taken a step. Bill smiles, turns and walks off. It has long been debated exactly what went through his mind at that moment. If anything. Deciding which way to go by throwing his sword in the air and seeing which way it ended up facing, Bill heads off into the forest. He explores some deep ruins, finding an Elemental and a Ghost in NE Elemental and NE Ghost respectively. An extra ghost attempted to follow him, but he sent it straight back to hell. "I hear enough voices in my own head," Bill was heard to remark. "I don't need ghosts hanging around too." Next: Turn 01, Side 3. ************************************************* "This orange juice is wonderfully cold." "Is it, really?" _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 1 Gamefile Sent To: Mikey182 (Green) (wookie@picknowl.com.au) Date Sent: Wednesday February 25, 1998 at 10:21 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Friday February 27, 1998 at 10:21 AM EST (In GMT+0930: Saturday February 28, 1998 at 12:51 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday February 26, 1998 at 07:39 AM EST by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 01, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Blue) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 0 +6 6 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Cities 1 0 1 Gold 13039 -1200 11839 Income 64 0 64 Expenses 25 -25 0 02 renamed to Bread Basket 02. Heavy Cavalry built in Bread Basket 02 for 1200 gold. Bill explores NE Elemental, finds one Elemental. Bill explores NE Ghost, finds two ghosts, disbands one. ********************************************************* In the feisty town of 02, a pair of lovers watch as their son swings his sword in the front yard. The son yells, jumps in the air and at a speed inaccessible to the human eye, slices the head off an old lady who is walking by. "Oh dear," his mother says, a grave look on her face. "Calm down, Bill," his father calls to him. But by this time Bill has forgotten about the sword, and has proceeded to crawl around in the grass as if he is a snake. Normally this sight would cause the townspeople to stare. Any other townspeople. But the people of 02 are used to Bill's erratic, nay, lunatic behaviour. It was said that the marriage of brother and sister would bring nought but evil, but Bill's parents had ignored him. Yet although Bill is a raving maniac, he has grown up strong and powerful, with the intelligence to fight battles, despite often believing he is fighting a race of jelly creatures. It is for this reason that, upon the founding of the new beliefs, Bill is approached, cautiously, by the mayor of the town. "Bill," the mayor says. Bill sits up, staring. "We were wondering if you would like to be the hero of our new religion?" Bill grins stupidly, then replies, in a rare moment of clarity, "What is the religion?" "Well," the mayor replies. "Quite frankly, it's about getting large amounts of money to increase our own leisure at the expense of others. And we think you're the perfect person to be a missionary for our cause." Bill frowns. "Okay," he finally says, clapping his hands together like a seal. "But first, let's rename the town." "Oh, okay," the Mayor says. "To something like, Victory City?" "I was thinking more of, Bread Basket 02." The mayor lets out a deep sigh. "I see." After ordering heavy cavalary to be built in the newly named, Bread Basket 02 (for a cost of 1200), Bill sets out of the main gates of the village. As he is leaving, a scout approaches him. "Please sir," the scout says. "I am coming with you." Bill stares at the scout, looking briefly confused. Suddenly his face fills with fear, and he retracts his sword from its sheath. The scout turns to run, but is cut down before he has taken a step. Bill smiles, turns and walks off. It has long been debated exactly what went through his mind at that moment. If anything. Deciding which way to go by throwing his sword in the air and seeing which way it ended up facing, Bill heads off into the forest. He explores some deep ruins, finding an Elemental and a Ghost in NE Elemental and NE Ghost respectively. An extra ghost attempted to follow him, but he sent it straight back to hell. "I hear enough voices in my own head," Bill was heard to remark. "I don't need ghosts hanging around too." Next: Turn 01, Side 3. ************************************************* "This orange juice is wonderfully cold." "Is it, really?" _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 1 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Saturday February 28, 1998 at 11:13 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday March 3, 1998 at 11:13 PM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Saturday February 28, 1998 at 11:13 PM EST by wookie@picknowl.com.au to all players; Round B, Turn 01, Side 3 (mikey182, Red) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 0 +6 6 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Cities 1 +1 2 Gold 13039 -1975 11064 Income 64 +64 112 Expenses 25 -25 0 03 renamed to "03 - The New World Order" [because of internal game limitations, it is '03 - NWO'] 33 renamed to "33 - The city of Dwarves" ['33 - DC'] Griffons built in 03 - The New World Order for 1700 gold. Dwarven warriors built in 33 - the city of Dwarves for 450 gold. Roberts explores SE Elemental, finds one Elemental. Roberts explores SE Ghost, finds two ghosts, disbands one. ********************************************************* "It is done." remarked the man in black. The mayor of the imaginatively named town 03 looked up from his desk. "You have the map ?" "Yes. It has taken many months, and my time is valuable." His mask hid any emotion not carried with his words. "Then you must be compensated. But thankyou. The whole town thanks you. We do, however, have one more thing to ask." "Don't you always ?" It wasn't impatience creeping into his voice, it was his growing excitement. He loved to feel needed, so he would do whatever it took. "This map - the one that you have made of the areas around our North-West - we must control it." "Why ?" The man in black knew it was within his ability, but something disturbed him. "What is this need to conquer ?" The mayor had not seen this coming. How could his mercenary be playing moral games with *him* ? He did not know what it was like to rule - the power, the responsibility. But mostly the power, it was intoxicating, it fed his starving soul. He did not know that power could not provide the true sustainence he needed. It was just empty calories - the sugar rush of the soul. Still he wanted more. "Do you trust my judgement ?" "Yes mayor, you have done well for me and my hometown." "Then believe me when I say our town, in order to survive, must expand to the northwest. It cannot be helped. We must do it as peacefully as we can - but we MUST do it. I will try to explain when I can, but for now just take my word for it. We have no time to waste." The plan was laid out. The conquest would begin. The man in black bid farewell to the mayor, perhaps for the last time. "You do well for your home. But before you go, I never did know your name." "Roberts." "No, that won't do. Not nearly menacing enough. That's it! I have it - from now on you are to be known as 'The dread pirate Roberts'. I will start the rumours. The mere sound of your name will make grown men and women quiver alike - but for altogether different reasons." Roberts did not blush. "Fare thee well, Roberts. You have nearly all the gold of the town at your disposal - please use it wisely." Roberts left and the mayor set the wheels in motion. His first act being the renaming of the capital city to "03 - The New World Order". He would succeed, of that he had no doubt. At the back of his mind though, a tiny voice was struggling to be heard. He was too busy to listen.... The dread pirate Roberts was, in fact, quite sick of the sea by now. But how else to expand but to navigate the treacherous straits ? Rumours abounded about the use of supernatural allies, and where better to find out than the old temple ruins to the South..... Next: Turn 01, Side 4. **************************************************** "Authorised representative of Kimba the White Lion." _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Saturday February 28, 1998 at 11:21 PM EST by wookie@picknowl.com.au to all players; Round B, Turn 01, Side 3 (mikey182, Red) ** addition to turn report ** ... forgot to mention : An elemental defeated the NEUTRAL city 33, and pillaged the scouts for 175 gold. _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday March 02, 1998 at 02:11 PM EST by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 1, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =13039, Hero (Famine) Experience=0 Hero Action: Famine searches SW Elemental and recruits Elemental. Famine searches SW Ghost and recruits Ghost. Battles: Elemental defeats nuetral scout at City 42. Income: Outflow: Elephants purchased at City 04 for 1500 gp. Orcish Mobs purchased at City 42 for 300 gp. Other Action: City 04 renamed Logica. City 42 renamed LessResistance. Final Results: Cities: 2 Gold: 11414 Income: 112 Expenses: 0 Final Hero Experience: 6 Change from last turn: +6 *** The Science and Engineering Organization had no formal authority to hire an outside consultant, but they had grown weary of the red-tape associated with making requests through traditional channels. After hearing of a Mongolian speaker who espoused the benefits of logic and reason, they invited him to speak to their assembled officials. Though they had been skeptical when they heard that this speaker, ShirKhan, had no formal training in the sciences, they had resolved to keep an open mind until they had heard his speech. Now that ShirKhan had spoken, they stared at each other with mouths hanging open and minds trying to grasp the full impact of what had just been said. "Well, you are supposed to be logical people. Is there some flaw you find in my statements?" ShirKhan asked, looking around the room. "I repeat, you must initiate a cull of the human population as soon as possible." Struggling to find his voice, the Mathematics Representative managed to say "Many theories are logical in a pure sense, but are impossible to implement due to practical constraints..." "True perhaps, but not applicable in this case. I can handle the implementation side of things, given adequate funding," ShirKhan replied without hesitation. The Biology Representative finally overcame his reluctance to disagree with the imposing speaker. "But the people will not go for it. They are accustomed to an ever-improving standard of living --" "And are thereby destroying it," ShirKhan said quickly with a dismissive wave of his hand. "You should know that nature does not operate without limits. What happens when you run out of resources, or more realistically, room to live? In the absence of a natural restriction on human life -- a situation which science has created -- artificial means must be used. It is no different than with any other animal population." "What about birth control?" someone asked. "Ineffective at this point. If your sum is too large, adding more slowly is not a solution. You must subtract -- that should be obvious." The Astronautics Representative, trembling with fear as much as anger, stood up and shouted,"There is a solution, and you know it! We only have to increase funding to our Space Program and convince the people of its importance. Then we simply move people to other places. Admittedly, we don't have any candidate planets yet..." "Ahh, the Scout among you has spoken," scoffed ShirKhan. "You may have a solution, or you may be merely repeating the problem on a larger scale. But at any rate, you do not have enough popular support. Your services are no longer required." Before anyone else could move or even speak, ShirKhan's hand made a single fluid motion of producing a knife from his sleeve and hurling it at the Astronautics Representative. Even if he had been alive, which he was not, he would have been unable to continue speaking with the knife in his throat. ShirKhan sighed. "Tragically, there will be others like him in every city. I have no time to debate the issue, so their fate will be the same as his." After pausing long enough to confirm his belief that there was no further opposition, ShirKhan continued as a gaunt figure entered the room. "I would like you all to meet a friend of mine. I believe, in apocalyptic terms, you might refer to him as Famine. He will begin the process we have discussed by closing off the irrigation sytem that brings water from the mountains. Hungry, thirsty people tend to be easier to whip into a frenzy." _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 2 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Monday March 02, 1998 at 02:11 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday March 4, 1998 at 2:11 PM EST (In GMT-0800: Wednesday March 4, 1998 at 11:11 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 2 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 2 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Wednesday March 04, 1998 at 11:49 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Friday March 6, 1998 at 11:49 AM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday March 04, 1998 at 12:18 PM EST by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 2, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 10926 Krys awoke to the sounds of birds chip-churping peacefully outside. The air smelt of fresh, morning dew and the heavenly scent of wildflowers and spring. So when Lt. Oline left the cave she had slept in, she covered her nose with a hankerchief. The road was long and winding on the way to town so Krys just stopped. She turned and looked over her shoulder. Sure enough, Dragon Knight Philip's ghost was still following her. A sigh of relief awashed her body, but hse gave no visible indications with her face. "If I am not mistaken, thou can carryeth me over these mountains, Master Philip." The old ghost chuckled, our at least he would have if he had the vocal cords to. Instead his laugh came off as an eerie hiss. "It shall be my pleasure, Krys. But I am no longer your teacher, only in spirit." Again the ghost tried his eerie chuckle. It did not last long and in no time were they flying south-east. As they arrived back in The Citadel, Krys noticed how much the place had changed. No longer was it known mearly as the one. Also, huge Griffin avairies filled the castle walls and nearby caves. Everyone was in full production, churning out war materials. Most amazingly was the lack of churches to one of the various Pagean gods, only a Church called Education remained. "Let us out," Krys whispered to her ghost, afraid of staying a moment longer. "Not much has changed recently?" Krys furled her eyebrows and rubbed her chin. "It was nothing like this yesterday. Maybe..." "The people who hired you?" Krys tossed a rock at the nearby river. It skimmed twice before sinking. "Have thoust ever come to know of the items of DOOM!?" Dragon Knight Philip froze completely still, or at least as still as a ghost can freeze. His eyes were ablaze with fear, even in death. "Did...", he mumbled, having to repeat each word, "t-thou s-say t-the items of D-DOOM!?" Krys' eyes widened also. "Yes." "Never have such words been to me whispered of them," Philip shrugged and turned away. Krys stared, mouth agape, as Philip started to walk down a path that led south-east. He stopped, "Follow, my child." Krys sighed and followed her old, now dead, teacher. Meanwhilst at Fort True: Politcian Jones stretched his fingers as he watched the townspeople fix up their town. He smiled deviously, to himself, when the door suddenly opened. His secretary, a petite, albiet attractive, woman led a monsterously huge man in the door. The man stood at almost ten feet and was a third as wide from shoulder to shoulder. A smile played on Lazarus Jones' lips as he noticed the two, large wings that were attached to the man's back. "Mr. Archon to see thou," the secretary smiled, closing the door behind herself. "Mr. Archon?" Lazarus laughed. The Archon shrugged, "Quick notice." Politician Jones played in his swivel chair. "Which is why thoust stand before me?" "I have a letter from Master to you. It is about the rate of your progress." Lazarus carefully read the letter. He smiled and sat it down. "That is already in motion. By tonight the twin Valleys of Joy and Day will be ours, by tomorrow their sister, Soy, shall also have fallen." The Archon smiled. "Shalleth we off then? We haveth much work to do, Lazarus Jones." Politician Jones sat up and pushed his chair back in. "That we do, San Mekael. That we do." As he closed the door behind himself, Jones mumbled, "And how little of't doth Lt. Oline knoweth." Politcian Lazarus Jones acquired for 1040 gold in Fort True 02 with an Archon. Plt. Jones pillages Scout(175 gold) at 15. Elemental pillages Scout(175 gold) at 16. Hvy. Infantry bought at 15 for 300 gold. Spiders bought at 16 for 700 gold. 15 renamed Vale of Day 15. 16 renamed Vale of Joy 16. Final Cities: 4 Gold: 9236 Income: 184 Expenses: 7. Lt. Oline Experience: 6 Change from last turn: 0 Plt Jones Experience: 2 Change from last turn: +2 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=2 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 2 Gamefile Sent To: Mikey182 (Red) (wookie@picknowl.com.au) Date Sent: Friday March 06, 1998 at 08:31 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Monday March 9, 1998 at 08:31 AM EST (In GMT+0930: Monday March 9, 1998 at 11:01 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Friday March 06, 1998 at 08:31 AM EST by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 02, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Blue) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 6 0 6 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Hero 2 exp 0 2 2 Hero 2 lev 1 0 1 Cities 1 1 2 Gold 11903 -2723 9180 Income 64 48 112 Expenses 0 0 0 Hero for 1198 in Bread Basket 02. Brought along a devil. Named himself Harry. Harry pillaged 22 for 175. Bought Griffins for 1700. Renamed 22 to City of Pain 22. The town of Bread Basket 02 is quiet. Since Bill left the town they had heard no news, and they were beginning to worry his insanity had taken a firmer grip of him. Stories had been told about Bill parading naked through the northern ruins, but these were unable to be confirmed. The town is quiet until a stranger strolls through the city gates. He is six-foot, and although not lrage on the exterior, his limbs are knots of pure muscle. He walks directly into the mayor's house, plants his sword in the floor, and says, "Good morn, fine sir. My name is Harry, and I am a hero." The mayor raises his eyebrows. "Really? We need a hero to... balance... the talents of Bill. What is your price?" "More than a thousand coins," Harry replies. "But I bring with me a devil, who will stay by my side and fight for your cause." "Yes," the mayor says. "I can hear the devil outside. I believe he just sent an entire family to the depths of the underworld." "Sorry about that." Soon the deal is complete. The mayor pays Harry his coins, and Harry leaves town, bringing the devil with him. It takes little more than a harsh look before the town of 22 has surrended to his force, and he is able to swiftly destroy the scout hall and recover 175 coins from its interior. Harry looks around 22, watching the injured fools stumble around as if they still have a chance of defeating him. "The name of this city," he announces. "Will underline my plans for you in the future if you continue to resist. It shall be called, the City of Pain (22)." The townspeople go silent. There is no sound for several minutes, everyone too nervous to speak. Finally, the uncomfortable silence is broken, when the devil grabs the priest from his temple and consumes him whole. And so the rampage continues... Next: Turn 02, Side 3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 2 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Wednesday March 11, 1998 at 06:06 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Friday March 13, 1998 at 6:06 PM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday March 11, 1998 at 06:06 PM EST by "Hammer" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 2, SIDE 3 Red (Kamevil). ====================================================================== Game Story (for those who are not interested in reading the story, the turn report details are listed at the end of the report.) Roberts message has been received in DC. The mighty Kissinger has arrived. Though retired for some time, he could not resist the call from NWO. He gathers an archon and flys southwest to find a stashed item. Roberts joins the ghost for a quick flight down the mountains and stops at NWO for a press conference. The ghost, not very photogenic, bypasses the press conference and floats to the north. The elemental quickly enters city 34-NYC, makes a radio/TV broadcast for support for the war effort, then heads south. TURN REPORT DETAILS The second hero is named Kissinger. He appears in city 33-DC with an archon for 1222 gold. No experience points. Roberts travels back to NWO, no experience points. Elemental conquers neutral city 34, pillages 175 gold. City 34 renamed 34-NYC. New build Spiders in 34-NYC for 700 gold. Roberts Kissinger Exp Exp Cities Gold Start 6 0 2 9954 +0 +0 +1 +1x175=175(pillage) -700(new builds) Final 6 0 3 9429 income expenses start 112/4 finish 136/4 *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=2 Side z=_4_ _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday March 11, 1998 at 06:17 PM EST by Pat Lang to all players; Welcome to our new Red Warlord Kron -- or is it Hammer? -- or is it Kamevil?? Player 3 ?? What the heck. Enjoy the game! Pat _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday March 11, 1998 at 06:19 PM EST by Pat Lang to all players; "Welcome to our new Red Warlord Kron -- or is it Hammer? -- or is it Kamevil?? Player 3 ?? What the heck. Enjoy the game!" See what I mean? Now it's Raider. This Warlord has an identity problem. Raider it is! Pat _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday March 12, 1998 at 05:41 PM EST by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 2, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =11526, Hero (Famine) Experience=0 Hero Action: Pestilence (with Archon) hired at Kirchoff 42 for 1094 gp. Battles: Pestilence defeats nuetral scout at City 45. Elemental defeats nuetral scout at City 57. Ghost defeats nuetral scout at City 43. Ghost defeats nuetral scout at City 47. Income: City 45 pillaged for 175 gp. City 57 pillaged for 175 gp. City 43 pillaged for 175 gp. City 47 pillaged for 175 gp. Outflow: Spiders purchased at City 45 for 700 gp. Griffins purchased at City 57 for 1700 gp. Griffins purchased at City 43 for 1700 gp. Spiders purchased at City 47 for 700 gp. Other Action: City Logica renamed Logica 04. City LessResistance renamed Kirchoff 42. City 45 renamed Bogbugs of 45. City 57 renamed Heinz 57. City 43 renamed Drought of 43. City 47 renamed Blight of 47. Final Results: Cities: 6 Gold: 6332 Income: 256 Expenses: 3 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 6 Change from last turn: +0 Final Hero (Pestilence) Experience: 2 Change from last turn: +2 *** The Science and Engineering Organization (SEO) had never had an individual leader before the arrival of ShirKhan. Therefore, there was no office, title, or equipment to be given to the newcomer. ShirKhan had found the Revenue Officer's computer to be the only suitable way to monitor the progress of his plan. The reports were starting to arrive at his desk. "Summarize the results of the electrical singularity which Famine introduced into the communications grid," Shirkhan said without looking up from his desk. The puzzled and terrified courier managed to speak. "I beg your pardon, sir?" ShirKhan looked at the young messenger and sized him up in a glance. "How much damage has the mighty lightning beast done so far?" "Oh that!" said the relieved courier. "It smashed up the immigration detention camp at Port 57 real good, sir." "I see. But what about that miserable swamp town? The one mining the methane that I ordered seized -- Mine 45, wasn't it?" "Uhhh, well. Hmmm. Oh yeah -- the beast was going to fry the whole town, but then this green-skinned dude came flying down out of nowhere and knocked down the gate himself. Then bugs were swarming all over everywhere, and the whole town surrendered, except for the Astronomer." "Ahh, it would appear that Pestilence has arrived," mused ShirKhan. "I guess that Dr. Archon's jet-pack project was a success after all. And what about the automated-fertilizing cloud -- were Famine's modifcations as effective as he predicted?" "Sir?" ShirKhan sighed heavily. "You know the evil spirit that Famine sent to the farmers? What happened?" "Sir, you should have seen it! The first farm, 43, was already dried up, so they didn't put up much of a fight. But then at Farm 47, all the potatoes started rotting right when this dark cloud got overhead. It was gross! So they gave up, too." "Good. Well, that's all for now -- get back to your monitoring screen," ShirKhan ordered, wishing that he had asked Famine himself when he came back through headquarters. It was time he turned his attention back to the reports concerning the sudden military build-ups to his immediate east and north. The Astronautic Scouts were too weak and disorganized to pose any threat, but if the initial reports were accurate, ShirKhan had other opposition to worry about. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 3 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Thursday March 12, 1998 at 05:41 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Sunday March 15, 1998 at 5:41 PM EST (In GMT-0800: Sunday March 15, 1998 at 2:41 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday March 15, 1998 at 04:27 AM EST by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 3, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 9413 Leftenant Krys Oline was tired. She had been walking all night behind the Ghost of her dead teacher and the sun had fermented the sky blue; at least before the morning fog had settled in. With the fog came large, dark clouds and the downpour of rain. After a while Krys noticed that her teacher, Dragon Knight Philip, had disapeared. She wandered aimlessly for hours before noticing that she had lost her trail and was now somewhere in the Birningham Woods. A cry shook her consciousness and she turned to the sky. A large, dark shape sailed throughout the sky -- the shape of a Griffin. Krys followed the Griffin by its cries and its contrast to the clouds. It soon disappeared altogether. Krys continued ahead, alone. The rain stopped suddenly and the fog lifted to reveal a ruined castle in a clearing. An ominous presence made the hairs on Krys' neck stand up. Looking around she noticed that the rain and fog seemed to circle the castle ruins at a distance of mayhaps three score meters. A large Griffin sat at the castle gate, it was covered in water. The Griffin naught but slowly breathed as Lt. Oline approached it. It seemed friendly and wore two accesories: a white band around its arm with the seal of The Citadel and a message pouch. Krys took a crinkled, worn message from the pouch and unfolded it. It read: "Lt. Oline, Inside thou shalleth find the first item of thine quest, Command Item A. It is a most powerful item and during thine darkest hour it shalleth shine the brightest." There was no signature, but it did bear the seal of 'The Master.' Krys set the note down and looked at the Griffin which still had not moved. She sighed and entered the dusty ruins. A glow caught her eye beneath the keep's rubble. Using her strength, Krys pried up rocks and soil until the glow's source became visible. Inside an intact glass case was a large, pink Crystal. Two gold handles extended from it and gave it an eliptic shape. Krys squinted against the light to read the words writ beneath it: "Hereth doth lay thy most holy Command Item A, the Matrix Shield. In the wrong hands it may bring forth the greatest evil known onto mankind as it is an item of DOOM! -- Grand Elder Glen" Below, in small print, were the words: "Void where prohibited. Batteries not included. CA residents please add sales tax. No personal checks will be accepted. Residents outside of the Continental U.S. and Canada please allow 8-100 weeks for Shipping and Delivery." Krys ignored this cryptic message and smashed the glass case, or at least she would have if the case did not resist her punch. It broke when she pounded her sword against it, though. The storm's hole seemed to follow her as the Griffin lead her out of the Birmingham Woods. It shortly disappeared, but not before Krys spotted a fort. The words 'Fort Love' were spread in a colourful, seveties-style banner across the open entrance. The mayour of the fort not only provided a cot to rest in, but also handed over the city to Lt. Oline. Exhausted and confused, she fell into a deep sleep before her head even hit the strange pillow made out of marshmellows. * * * Politician Jones was just setting out when the word reached him of Krys' discovery. He smiled, glancing briefly at his pocket watch. Mr. Archon thanked the Infantryman and sat down in the Politician's new hoverbug. They set off toward the nearest Burrow, Burrow Cyan. "This is just perfect, San Mekael. Already the three great Vales have fallen, both peace forts, and the famous The Citadel. At our present rate we shalleth have control of the Colour Burrows within a few days time. And this news of Lt. Oline success in finding an item of DOOM! could not be more fulfiling." "True, thy most favourable Politician," Mr. Archon replied in a voice two octaves lower than Barry White, "but thoust doth forget the bad news." "Forget naught, lest all be truth," Lazarus Jones quoted from The Master's most spiritual text. "Thine ears have heard many the report of the most powerful forces from the east and south. Word says that items of DOOM! might soon fall into their The Masterless hands." Politician Jones landed his hoverbug in the middle of Burrow Cyan. Powerful magic shot out of his hand and brought the inhabitant Scouts to waste. Soon Giant Spiders, who had hidden in the murky sewers rose up and reclaimed their once peaceful Colour Burrow. Their leader, the great Giant Spider, Spiderman, pledged his allegiance to Politician Jones' cause in exchange for control, once again, of Colour Burrow de Cyan. Jones, smiling, agreed whole-heartedly. He quickly dispatched Giant Spider Messengers toward what were believed the four greatest powers of the land: The Science and Engineering Organization, Bill -- a hero of which The Master's most spiritual book foretold, NWO(mayhaps New World Order?), and the most powerful force (but soon to be defeated) of Evil and Mean Scouts that are Neutral and their Heavily Guarded Middle Cities. Poltician Jones doubted EMSNHGMC (the Scouts) would respond with anything but tremendous amount of Death and Bloodshod, but he was a Politician for The Master and had to try. Each message read thus: "Dear most (Insert Flattering Adjective) (Insert Name Here), Thoust noble Politician Jones wants it known that the forces under his command seek but five items from the land and have no great need of seeding the most unwholesome Death and Bloodshed of thoust most (Insert Another Flattering Adjective) forces at his time. If thoust doth see the need for peace the armies that do fall upon the comand of the most groovy Politcian Jones will honour such a mutual peace until the turn known as ten, unless such a time is postponed farther due to the friendly, (Insert Yet Another Flattering Adjective Here) (Insert Noun) between our fair armies. --Politician Jones, Herald of The Master, Duke of The Citadel, and International Mystery Man Extrodinaire." The seal of Politician Lazarus Jones adorned each letter. -- Hmmmph, Las Vegas is pretty cool. (Make sure you are 21 before going, though). Lt. Oline gains a Command Item A from NW Command. Lt. Oline pillages Scout(175 gold) at 13. Elephants bought at 13 for 1500 gold. Elemental pillages Scout(175 gold) at 17. Griffin bought at 17 for 1700 gold. Elemental pillages Scout(175 gold) at 14. Spiders bought at 14 for 700 gold. Plt Jones pillages Scout(175 gold) at 51. Spiders bought at 51 for 700 gold. 13 renamed Fort Love 13. 17 renamed Vale of Soy 17. 51 renamed Burrow Cyan 51. 14 renamed Burrow Blue 14. Final Cities: 8 Gold: 5513 Income: 316 Expenses: 42. Lt. Oline Experience: 11 Change from last turn: +5 Plt Jones Experience: 4 Change from last turn: +2 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=3 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 3 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 3 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Sunday March 15, 1998 at 04:31 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday March 17, 1998 at 04:31 AM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday March 16, 1998 at 11:20 AM EST by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 03, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Blue) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 6 +3 9 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Hero 2 exp 2 +2 4 Hero 2 lev 1 0 1 Cities 2 +2 4 Gold 9292 -550 8742 Income 112 +84 196 Expenses 0 +12 12 Harry took 25, pillaged for 175. Renamed Bloodriver. Bought wolfriders for 450. Heavy cavalry took out 23, pillaged for 175. Renamed Love Parade. Bought dwarves for 450. Bill explores NE Command. Takes Command Item B. ******************** Bill emerges from the northern ruins, mad as a hatter yet a more experienced hatter. And a hatter with an elemental. And a ghost. Ignoring (or not noticing) his home-town of Bread Basket, Bill immediately progresses down the street, spotting a ruin in the distance. His love for ruins has become well documented by this stage, although the reasons behind this are largely unknown. Some argue it is because of their historical and aesthetic pleasure they grant him. Others argue it is because he thinks they are merely towns from which the people ran away when they saw him coming. He enters cautiously, sending his ghost and elemental ahead. They call him, but he does not respond. After a few minutes he realises the voices are real ones and not inside his head, so he follows them inside. There is a pedestal in the middle of the room. It has carvings on the side which Bill immediately translates.. wrongly. In fact, he simply recites a joke he has meaning to tell his fellow travellers for a while, but they had refused to listen. When that is finished, Bill reaches forward to touch the item. It is a circular ball of what looks to Bill like mutating jelly. It is bright purple, and lights up the room. Bill hesitates before touching it, then gently places a finger upon it's surface. Immediately he is thrown backwards, feeling the power rock through him. The ghost and elemental crowd around him, hoping he is dead so they can eat his soul and send him to hell. BUt Bill is not dead. He is very much alive. "Move it!" he yells to his followers. Suddenly struck by Bill's awesome command skills, the pair step backwards. "Carry this thing!" They do as they are told. They are afraid. And when Bill begins another joke, they listen. Intently. As they are leaving the ruins, Bill has one word stuck inside his head. He is unsure of its meaning, but interprets it as incredibly, mind-numbingly, brain-crushingly vital to life, the universe and everything. It is the word, "DOOM". Even as he thinks this, a giant spider rides up to him and hands him a letter. He peruses it quickly, nodding thoughtfully. "Take a message," he then replies. He begins to speak as the spider hurredly writes down his words: "Dear most , I have thoughtfully considered your offer of peace in return for the objects of DOOM, and have equally thoughtfully chosen to reject the offer. I want the purple shiny thing for myself, and I would sooner spike myself with a dagger in the than give you it. Thankyou for your interest, however, and I wish you the best of luck in dying at my hand. Yours sincerely, Bill." Meanwhile, a lone heavy cavalary has taken it upon himself to take a town on his own. He does so, taking 23 and, being somewhat of a hippie, renames it Love Parade 23. In another area, Harry continues his rampage, kicking down the gates of 25 and storming in, massacring every single member of the town but two, a man and a woman, with whom he leaves the duty of rebuilding the population. Although unconfirmed, the woman is rumoured to have said, on discovering her duty, "I'd rather kiss a skunk," to which the man was heard to reply, "So would I, but we might as well get this over with first." Harry renames the town Bloodriver 25, referring to what once was a small puddle in the middle of the town, and has since turned into a raging torrent of the blood of his victims. Next: Turn 03, Side 3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 3 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Monday March 16, 1998 at 11:21 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday March 18, 1998 at 11:21 AM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 3 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Tuesday March 17, 1998 at 10:51 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Thursday March 19, 1998 at 10:51 PM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday March 17, 1998 at 10:51 PM EST by "Hammer" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 3, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== Game Story (for those who are not interested in reading the story, the turn report details are listed at the end of the report.) Roberts joins a griffin after finishing his press conference and flies to the ruin of the League of Nations building. He encounters a degenerate at the door who blocks his path. He throws a fake peace treaty over a broken fence and the degenerate scurries after it, salivating. He cannot help but notice how much the man looked like an ancient American leader named Woodrow Wilson. Oh well, at least the ghost's peace treaty trick worked to get rid of the man. He picks up the command item he had stashed there. It was a good place to hide it, because nobody ever looked in the League of Nations for leadership! Kissinger and the archon approach the ruins of the last NATO headquarters. They round a corner and whoa, they come face-to-face with a UN militia. He asks what they are doing there. They say they were supposed to be there for 6 months, but have been there for 20 years! Kissinger tells them they will be allowed to go home any day now, grabs a flight item, and heads west. The elemental takes a boondoggle to 07-Geneva for skiing at taxpayer expense, writes it off as a fact-finding mission, then scoots north to assist defenses there. TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts searches SE Command ruin, finds Command Item C, +3 experience points. Kissinger searches SE Flight ruin, finds Flight Item F, +3 experience points. Elemental conquers neutral city 07, pillages 175 gold. Ghost conquers neutral city 32, pillages 175 gold. Ghost conquers neutral city 35, pillages 175 gold. Dwarf conquers neutral city 37, pillages 175 gold. City 07 renamed 07-Geneva. City 32 renamed 32-The Hague. City 35 renamed 35-Davos. City 37 renamed 37-Brussels. New build Orcish Mob in 07-Geneva for 300 gold. New build Elephants in 32-The Hague for 1500 gold. New build Light Cavalry in 35-Davos for 200 gold. New build Griffins in 37-Brussels for 1700 gold. New build Spiders in 33-DC for 700 gold. Roberts Kissinger Exp Exp Cities Gold Start 6 0 3 9561 +3 +3 +4 +4x175=175(pillage) -4400(new builds) Final 9 3 7 5861 income expenses start 136/32 finish 280/32 *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=3 Side z=_4_ _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday March 19, 1998 at 11:40 AM EST by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 3, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =6585, Hero (Famine/Pestilence) Experience=6/2 Hero Action: Famine searches SW Command and obtains Command Item D. Pestilence searches SW Devil and recruits devil. Battles: Devil defeats nuetral scout at City 41. Orc defeats nuetral scout at City 46. Ghost defeats nuetral scout at City 58. Income: City 41 pillaged for 175 gp. City 46 pillaged for 175 gp. City 58 pillaged for 175 gp. Outflow: Lt. Cavalry purchased at City 57 for 200 gp. Spiders purchased at City 46 for 700 gp. Giant Bats purchased at City 43 for 160 gp. Other Action: City 41 renamed Niobium (41). City 46 renamed Palladium (46). City 58 renamed Cerium (58). Final Results: Cities: 9 Gold: 6050 Income: 340 Expenses: 35 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 9 Change from last turn: +3 Final Hero (Pestilence) Experience: 5 Change from last turn: +3 *** ShirKhan gazed at the various reports that were piling up on his desk at SEO Headquarters in Logica. Some contained promising news -- others detailed troubling developments. ShirKhan realized that his ultimate goal of reducing the human population was going to be easy to achieve. It was now a matter of making sure he was around to see the final results. The summary from the Genetic and Chemistry Departments showed surprising progress. Vile creatures could be created through genetic manipulation, given enough funding and supply of the exotic materials required for the process. ShirKhan read with fascination the description of the altered crawfish. Although apparently a success, the resulting "devil beast" had an insatiable desire for niobium, so it had left Dr. Archon's lab and attacked a mining community in the east. Famine's Fertilzing Fester (as it had come to be known) had secured the cerium deposits to the north, overcoming the Astronautic Scouts with ease. Famine himself had been busy rooting out a secret society who had holed themselves up in an old fort in the woods. Although these Trekkies claimed not to be affiliated with the Scouts, Famine had slaughtered them all anyway. In doing so, his popularity immediately shot up among the masses. Furthermore, a mob of crazed SEO followers had overthrown the scouts in control of the palladium mines, so it appeared that most of the southwest had fallen into SEO control. However, organized opposition lay beyond the "home quadrant". Already, the politicians from the southeast (known to SEO citizens as the "Red Tape") had encroached into the neutral zone. ShirKhan did not want to engage in a war with the Red Tape yet, since the motivations of his northern neigbors (the minions of Politician Jones) were not yet known. It seemed an early war with either of his fellow expansionists was a bad idea, but it also seemed to be out of ShirKhan's hands. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 4 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Thursday March 19, 1998 at 11:41 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Sunday March 22, 1998 at 11:41 AM EST (In GMT-0800: Sunday March 22, 1998 at 8:41 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 4 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 4 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Tuesday March 24, 1998 at 08:14 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Thursday March 26, 1998 at 08:14 AM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday March 24, 1998 at 08:53 AM EST by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 4, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 5787 Krys Oline woke up gently, her legs and arms still sore from the past days of travel. Then she froze, notcing that it was almost supper-time already. She thanked the townsfolk of Fort Love for their hospitality and headed off southwest. Krys had already hiked a mile before asking herself, "Why do I have to go southwest?" As if in response, the Matrix Shield, Krys' newly found item of DOOM!, began to glow. Lt. Oline followed. It was not long before the familiar hawks of a Griffin could be heard. It seemed to lead her through a new forest. "Could this be another item of DOOM!?" "Hawk," the Griffin responded. After a hour Krys realized that the Griffin had once again left her. The large trees gave way to an open prairie. In the distance Krys thought she saw a man, but she could not be sure. Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed it was Dragon Knight Philip. Rejuvinated at spoting the ghost of her dead mentor, Krys frantically waved her arms to draw his attention. * * * Lazarus Jones proudly marched through the main shaft of the Colour Burrow Cyan. Mr. Archon walked slightly behind him, out of respect. The newly-liberated Giant Spiders all cheered and waved. A messenger approached, his clothing carrying the dust of many days. Plt. Jones stopped, saluting. "Sir," the messanger spoke in weasely tones, "I bring report of the succesful capture of the Colour Burrows Blue and Grey by the Water Elemental that The Master had provided. It has journeyed as far east as Tollbooth Bridge, spreading the word and teachings of The Master's most spiritual book to every wanderer, townsfolk, and forest creature that he has encountered." Jones smiled, patting the soldier on the shoulder. "Good work. Clean up and return a message that the Tollbooth Bridge should seperate us from our neighbors to the east. We shalleth not need more land that way for the time being." Jones turned to Mr. Archon, "San Mikael, let us be off." Before any more messengers or attaches could do their job, Politician Jones set off for the infamous Alcatraz Island. His features were grim, just like his companion's. They arrived in a boggy swamp, a strange crop circle in the wet-harvested cranberries being the only difference between this spot and any other. Mr. Archon waited by the car as Plt. Jones waded into the center of the circle. "Master! I bring thee love! Praise be your teaching of your most spiritual book!" Green light enveloped Lazarus Jones. Readjusting to his surroundings, Lazarus estimated that almost three hours had past. Mr. Archon was still waiting by the hoverbug. "Was he called?" Jones asked, wading back to his hoverbug. Mr. Archon nodded. "Yes, the Demon of Trees has arrived. He left on orders directly from The Master." Lazarus Jones laughed demonically as he boarded his hoverbug with Mr. Archon and took off. Meanwhilst, back at Colour Burrow Cyan a messenger-spider arrived from the east to join the messenger-spider that had been to the evil Scouts. They waited, dilligently, but worried none-the-less. --yay. Plt. Jones frees a Demon from NW Demon. Spider pillages Scout(175 gold) at 52. Pikemen bought at 52 for 500 gold. Elemntal pillages Scout(175 gold) at 21. Wolfriders bought at 21 for 450 gold. Elemental pillages Scout(175 gold) at 05. Minotaurs bought at 05 for 1300 gold. 52 renamed Burrow Teal 52. 21 renamed Toll Bridge 21. 05 renamed Burrow Grey 05. Final Cities: 11 Gold: 4062 Income: 388 Expenses: 78. Lt. Oline Experience: 11 Change from last turn: 0 Plt Jones Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +3 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=4 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday March 25, 1998 at 10:06 AM EST by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 04, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Yellow) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 9 0 9 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Hero 2 exp 4 +2 6 Hero 2 lev 1 0 1 Cities 4 +1 5 Gold 8926 -1525 7401 Income 196 +36 232 Expenses 12 +25 37 Harry takes 26, pillages for 175. Renames it Torture Town 26. Built Griffins for 1700. The mayor of 26 sits comfortably in his cabin. Life is sweet. He has just married, had two beautiful twin boys, and his town is propering. Rumours of conquests taking place to the north of his land are probably unfounded, and besides which, he has constructed the best defence in the land. It would need either an enormous army or a quite brilliant hero to destroy these barricades. The mayor is just about to drift into a contented sleep, when he hears a scream. He jumps to his feet, certain he has misheard. Yet now there are more screams, followed by growling, cracking and crunching. In a horrible moment of terror, the mayor recalls the whereabouts of his family. They had gone for a walk in the nearby woods. And had not yet returned. Racing through the city he gets to the city walls from where the screams are arising. He climbs to the tower and looks over. There, standing less than twenty metres from the walls of the town, is a single demon. The demon is snarling and screeching, and is picking something from between its teeth. On closer inspection, the mayor realises it is his youngest son which is stuck between the monster's incisors. The mayor screams, "All guards over here!" Immediately, every guard in the city races to his assistance. He is a popular mayor, and his family is loved in the town. They are therefore shocked to witness his other son being torn apart like a cooked prawn. "Kill it!" the mayor screams. "Kill it now!" For his wife is still alive, screaming, running back towards the city gates. THe demon chases her, seemingly gliding over the earth rather than running. She has no chance, and despite the hundreds of arrows which pierce the demon's thick skin, it seems barely to notice. The demon reaches out an evil hand, and grasps the mayor's wife in its talons. Seconds later, the woman is no more than another piece of food in the demon's stomach, waiting to be digested. "Kill it now!" the mayor continues to shout. By this time, every guard in the city is standing over the wall, firing arrows. The demon continues to shrug them off like they are toothpicks. BUt they continue to shoot, their passion unwavering. Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice comes from behind. "I'd ask you all to put down your weapons." They all turn, and see a powerful hero standing in the main square, having walked through the totally unguarded gates. "Otherwise, I shall kill you all." Before anyone has a chance to reply, the demon has taken the opportunity of distraction to jump up the city walls in one bound and slay each and every guard standing by the wall. Harry watches on, amused. "Mr Mayor," he says to the last remaining man on the city walls. "This town shall be named Torture Town. Cause me trouble, and you will understand why." THe mayor can do nothing but nod. And with that, the hero leaves with his demon. Within mere minutes, the mayor's life has been turned upside-down, destroyed. Bodies litter the city, the life sucked from it like juice from an orange. The mayor feels the same way. He curses the name "Harry", and all that it stands for. However, he does not, even for a moment, consider questioning the force of the Yellow. Next: Turn 4, Side 3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 4 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Wednesday March 25, 1998 at 10:07 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Friday March 27, 1998 at 10:07 AM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 4 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Friday March 27, 1998 at 11:14 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Monday March 30, 1998 at 11:14 PM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Friday March 27, 1998 at 11:14 PM EST by "Hammer" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 4, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== Game Story (for those who are not interested in reading the story, the turn report details are listed at the end of the report.) Roberts is disturbed by an illegal alien spotted desecrating the northern wetlands. He immediately issues orders to the EPA and INS to investigate this intruder and demand an environmental impact statement and that he/she apply for a green card. We will destroy this invader with paperwork! He decides to get a closer look at the intruder. He realizes that it may be an errant messenger from the apocalypse to the west. He decides to also send him/her a message: Dear Pestilence Minion, If you are here to deliver a message, please respect the local wetlands. You can purchase a wetlands travel guide and care packet at the nearest EPA office. They will also direct you to the nearest local admin office (of course, their is a form to complete for this). The local admin office will supply the necessary forms for you to request access to the wetlands (please allow 2 years for a response) and will direct you to the local just-because office. There you will find the 200 forms to fill out just-because we want you to. We would appreciate your comments on our streamlined process! Kissinger allows the hungry Archon to go to 07-Geneva for American food (it cannot be found in NYC anymore). Kissinger saunters into the ruins of the Bank for International Settlements and encounters an Old Guard. He shows him his Old Guard Supporter bumper sticker and is allowed in. He digs out and unlocks his old safe-deposit box. He finds his stash of Swiss Francs and calculates that it is worth 1198 gold at today's exchange rates! The elemental takes a trip to 56-BretonWoods to offer favors for campaign contributions. The ghost floats to 31-UN to request a world bureaucracy to maintain grave- sites. TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts travels north, +0 experience points. Kissinger searches Southern Gold ruin, finds 1198 gold. +3 experience points. Elemental conquers neutral city 56, pillages 175 gold. Ghost conquers neutral city 31, pillages 175 gold. Lt Cavalry conquers neutral city 55, pillages 175 gold. Dwarf conquers neutral city 36, pillages 175 gold. City 56 renamed 56-BretonWoods. City 31 renamed 31-UN. City 55 renamed 55-Jekyl Island. City 36 renamed 36-WTO. New build Spiders in 56-BretonWoods for 700 gold. New build Spiders in 31-UN for 700 gold. New build Pikemen in 55-JekylIsland for 500 gold. New build Griffins in 36-WTO for 1700 gold. New build Archers in 35-Davos for 1000 gold. Roberts Kissinger Exp Exp Cities Gold Start 9 3 7 6109 +0 +3 +4 +1198 gold (ruin) +4x175=700(pillage) -4600(new builds) Final 9 6 11 3407 income expenses start 280/51 finish 388/51 *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=4 Side z=_4_ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 5 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Monday March 30, 1998 at 01:26 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday April 1, 1998 at 1:26 PM EST (In GMT-0800: Wednesday April 1, 1998 at 10:26 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday March 30, 1998 at 01:25 PM EST by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 4, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =6355, Hero (Famine/Pestilence) Experience=9/5 Hero Action: Battles: Spider defeats nuetral scout at City 44. Income: City 44 pillaged for 175 gp. Outflow: Spiders purchased at Cerium (58) for 700 gp. Spiders purchased at Niobium (41) for 700 gp. Minotaurs purchased at Kirchoff 42 for 1300 gp. Orcs purchased at City 44 for 300 gp. Other Action: City 44 renamed Ruthenium (44). Final Results: Cities: 10 Gold: 3530 Income: 364 Expenses: 105 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 9 Change from last turn: +0 Final Hero (Pestilence) Experience: 5 Change from last turn: +0 *** ShirKhan looked at the unlikely assembly that stood nervously in his office. Representatives from the mining, ranching, and farming communties in the east were gathered together for perhaps the first time. ShirKhan knew that the citizens in the area must have grave concerns or they would not dare to bother him. He admired their courage, yet he knew they were just expendable cogs in his wheel of change. "Well? Why have you come all the way to Logica to see me?" As if it had already been decided who would speak, the famer and the rancher looked expectantly at the miner. "Sir, it's the Red Tape," the rancher finally blurted out. "I am concerned that my men will not be able to produce the niobium you need, and the land-owners cannot work effective under the Red shadow." "Yes, I am aware of their activities," ShirKhan replied, glancing at the EPA form which had recently arrived. "But, sir -- with all due respect -- you must do something about them!" the miner pleaded. "They have control of the neutral zone, they have stripped the gold from the southern mines, and rumor has it that they are sending another leader, Roberts, west to join up with Kissenger and invade our land!" "Have no fear, my loyal citizens. The Niobium Devil will protect you, and I will be keeping my eye on the Red Tape. Now return to your work," ShirKhan said reassuringly. As the men left, ShirKhan pondered matters. Reports from the north indicated that Politician Jones and his forces were maintaining a polite distance. Perhaps an agreement could be reached with this Jones -- perhaps war with the Red Tape was inevitable. Jones and his forces appeared to be concerned with the mysterious and apparently demented duo of Harry and Bill in the northeast. The Red Tape apparently had no such concerns, so their actions were all the more dangerous. ShirKhan looked through the papers on his his desk and found the document that he had recieved from the geneticists at Temple University. What was it that they had offered in return for fresh cadavers? Skimming through the message, he came to the payment section. "In return for a yet-to-be-specified number of assorted corpses, you will be provided with your choice of one of our experimental beasts." Reading through the impressive list, ShirKhan decided to send Pestilence to look into the offer. If the Red Tape offered to negotiate a boundary agreement, then there would be time to inform Pestilence. If there was no offer, ShirKhan would have little choice... In the meantime, Famine would be sent to the north to negotiate with Jones in person. ShirKhan called in an aide. "Find out what Jones has in mind." _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 5 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 5 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Wednesday April 01, 1998 at 12:36 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Friday April 3, 1998 at 12:36 PM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday April 01, 1998 at 01:25 PM EST by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 5, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 4372 And so it was good for Leftenant Oline, so recently re-united with the ghost of her mentor, Dragon Knight Philip. They traveled for a while, strangely compeled by Krys' Matrix Shield, one of the legendary items of DOOM! "That item has an aura of power around it," Philip commented as they took a break in a dry spot in the midst of a large swamp known as Blackroot Swamp by the natives. "Thoust have never seen such a glow in all of thine Dragon-rearing days." Krys played with the odd-object in her hands. "When I holdeth the device by the handles," Krys wrapped her hands in the handles, "like this. Strange voices compel thine actions onwards." Krys paced around the small plot of dry land that was to be their picnic. Strangely, the Matrix Shield kept facing northeast, no matter how much Krys tried to turn it. "That be mighty odd." "What is so odd, thy grandest pupil?" Philip stopped preparing Krys' lunch of potatoes and meat. "It beckons me onward..." And with a flash, Krys disappeared. Philip screamed in terror, "NOOOOOOO!" Hours had passed, but Krys was no where to be found. A wandering Griffin, its white band signifing its part in Politician Jones' forces, had joined Dragon Knight Philip in the search of Blackroot Swamp, but to no avail. Suddenly, near where they had originally set their picnic, a flash was seen. Philip and the Griffin landed, but were surpised to see that unstead of Krys, there was a giant, evil Devil! The Devil roared, beating its chest. "Who art thoust, mortals?" its voice boomed. "Thoust speaketh to the entity of Dragon Knight Philip, where art Krys Oline? What befalleth her?" "So you art friends of the puny, mortal girl?" Philip froze at the sound of those words. The Griffin backed up, getting swamp-water on its tail. "Dear lord..." Suddenly a flash apearred behind the gigantic Devil and from it did Lt. Oline emerge, unscathed. She smiled, "Dear friends, did thoust miss thine smiles?" The Devil turned and kneeled before Krys. She patted it on the shoulder, which was now at head-height. "What happened?" "The Matrix Shiled opened a gate to another world, populated by strange monsters. Chucky, the Devil, had heard of thine most terrific exploits and upon seeing the Matrix Shield choose to join us on our Quest to recover the items of DOOM!" Everyone broke into smiles, and the Griffin cooed. "Thoust doth have a brother..." the Devil asked. Krys patted him again. "Knoweth well, doth I knoweth. But the Matrix Shield harkens us to the south, whereth another item of DOOM! doth reside." "Let us be off?" Dragon Knight Philip asked. Krys nodded and they left for their destination. * * * Meanwhilst, Politician Lazarus Jones cooed as wind rushed past his face aboard the Archon-powered hoverbug. "Have thoust heard the story of the Engine, my Lord?" Mr. Archon asked as they approached a large Temple. "But that it doth have the power to fly a hoverbug on its own, and carry up to the count of eight with't." "Reports have come by that a spare Engine doth lie to the east." "Interesting," Jones comented as they set down in front of the large, West Temple. The large, double doors swung open, expantantly. Mr. Archon and Plt. Jones walked inside, amiring the post-Gothic archetecture. A wizzened old man approached them. "Politician Jones, a devout follower of The Master's plans, I welcome thee." Politician Jones bowed, out of respect. "You know thy name?" "We know many things here at West Temple. We know of they quest for the items of DOOM! And we know a way that both of us may benefit each other." "Speak on," Lazarus agreed. "If thoust doth earn a tidy of 923 gold against the most heinous Scouts, we would bind a creature upon thee's most capable service." Plt. Jones thought for a moment, his poker face looking unsure. "And we will throw in a free blessing to all of thoust white-banded troops." Lazaurus smiled and extended his hand. As Mr. Archon and Plt. Jones left the West Temple, the chemical massage (a.k.a. Blessing) caused their newly tanned skin to almost glow with power. Five spider messengers nervously waited by the hoverbug. "What is thy most favourable word?" Politician Jones greeted his servants. "Grease is the word," the spider messengers replied in unison. "What news doth thee bring?" A spider messenger, wounded by an arrow through his leg, spoke up first. "I spoke to the Scouts. Their words were inappropriate even for The Master's most unspiritual, yet commonly read, book." Another spider messenger looked downspotten. If spider messengers could frown, this one would have. "The forces to the east sent me back, saying that they would not surrender any... objects of DOOM!" Plt. Jones gasped, "They speaketh of 'objects of DOOM!', mayhaps a different form of power? But that doth not explain their knowledge of The Master's needed, DOOM-based items. Perhaps a spy is amongst our midsts?" Mr. Archon glanced around, nervous, his hand under his trenchcoat. "Speak you remaining spider messengers." The third one spoke of forces to the southeast. "I did travel, but did not encounter any leaders who would have speaketh with me." The fourth spoke of forces to the south. "The villagers speak of the SEO as a strange folk. The leader, ShirKhan, let me have words and responded in that he doth desire the land to his east more than ours. But..." "But what?" "He was to send a famine to you to 'talk' more." Mr. Archon looked around, his CZ-M75 pistol now drawn. Politician Jones patted Mr. Archon on the shoulder, calming him. "I have heard of this Famine through a discourse with The Master. I have worries, but I let The Master guide thine hand." The spider messengers and Mr. Archon replied in unision, "Amen." The fifth spider messenger spoke up, "I bring word from... a friend. He awaits your service a few sands south." "Good. It is about time that my Ninja Assassin friend has settled in." Plt. Jones clasped his fingers and let out a short guffaw. -- yay. Plt. Jones gains a Blessing from West Temple. Archon gains a Blessing from West Temple. Plt. Jones gains a Quest from West Temple: Pillage/Sack 937 from thy foes. Lt. Oline frees a Devil from MW Devil. Hvy. Infantry pillages Scout(175 gold) at 11. Spiders bought at 11 for 700 gold. 11 renamed Burrow Gold 11. Final Cities: 12 Gold: 3847 Income: 412 Expenses: 168. Lt. Oline Experience: 14 Change from last turn: +3 Plt Jones Experience: 8 Change from last turn: +1 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=5 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday April 02, 1998 at 02:11 AM EST by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 5, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Yellow) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 9 +3 12 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Hero 2 exp 6 +2 8 Hero 2 lev 1 0 1 Cities 5 +2 7 Gold 7596 -1200 6396 Income 232 +60 292 Expenses 37 +20 57 Bill explores lower NE Flight, and gets Flight Item D. Harry takes 27, pillages for 175. Builds Giants for 1100. Renames it Harry Town. A wolfrider takes 53. Renames it Wolf Town 53. Pillages for 175. Builds Wolfriders for 450. ****************************************************************** A lone traveller stumbles across a backpack, lying apparently abandoned in the middle of the road. Curious, he picks it up. Inside is a diary. He begins to skim, and quickly becomes engrossed. The name is Bill, whoever that is. The one thing he knows about Bill, however, is that he is clearly mad: Dear Diary, I'm becoming more and more impatient with my followers. I have been told to be a hero, yet how can I be a hero to them when the voices in my head tell me I am useless? The ghost tries to cheer me up, but he is completely transparent. And the dwarf seems to have stopped talking to me since I convinced the others to call him "Shorty" from now on. The elemental, meanwhile, seems intent on existing on a higher level than us. This, despite the fact that his clothes make him look like he was a beggar in a past life. Meanwhile, my life is made more difficult by talk of the items of DOOM. I have one in my possession, and I am told there are others. Shorty says I should give them up, but I disagree. In fact, for the first time in months, the world is beginning to make sense to me with this object. It is making things clearer to me. At least, it was until today. I was just walking through a ruin, minding my own business, when I came across a strange item. Next thing I knew I was flying through the air. Although I used to think I could fly, it usually ended with me lying broken on the earth outside my front door. Yet suddenly, I was soaring through the air. And not just me, but Shorty, and the ghost and the elemental. I have therefore come to the conclusion that the world is reversing itself, until eventually it will fold inside out. At that point, the horizon will go in the opposite direction, and the earth will be completely enclosed. I believe this will be to my strategic advantage, since I will be able to see my opponents on the other side of the world, because they will be directly above me... That is all for now. I am flying off to conquer more cities. The traveller stares at the diary. Suddenly his head separates from his shoulders, and travels a substantial distance before coming to rest. Bill flies down, picks up the backpack, says, "I'll have that, thanks." He then flies off, mumbling to himself all the way. Meanwhile, Harry continues his onslaught, butchering the town of 27, and renaming it, rather appropriately, Harry Town 27. At the same time, a single wolfrider, strolling the countryside, spots a small town in the distance. Curious, he approaches. He scratches on the gates to be let in. There is a pause, then finally the gate screeches open. A scout looks out. "May I help..." the scouts words trail off, as a look of terror crosses his face. "Ohhh... Ohhh noooo! Wolfrider!! Wolfrider!!" he screams, sprinting back into the town, leaving the gate wide open. Confused, the peaceful wolf pads into town, watching the commotion around him. "Please, take the town, just don't kill us!" the citizens plea. The wolfrider wags his tail. "Okay," he says. "Then this town shall be called Wolf Town." Next: Turn 5, Side 3. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 5 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Thursday April 02, 1998 at 02:11 AM EST Date Gamefile Due: Sunday April 5, 1998 at 02:11 AM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 5 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Saturday April 04, 1998 at 06:28 PM EST Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday April 7, 1998 at 6:28 PM EST -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Saturday April 04, 1998 at 06:28 PM EST by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0016_01BD5FEF.74AF2620 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 5, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts travels north, +0 experience points. Kissinger travels north, +0 experience points. New build Lt Infantry in 56-BretonWoods for 160 gold. New build Bats in 56-BretonWoods for 160 gold. New build Hy Infantry in 07-Geneva for 300 gold. Roberts Kissinger Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 9 6 11 3744 =20 +0 +0 +0 -620(new builds) Final 9 6 11 3124 income expenses start 388/136 finish 388/136 =20 Roberts notices the blue elemental remains in wetlands in defiance=20 of our environmental laws. Further encroachments will result in a death sentence being issued. He dispatches some police to set up a barricade. Roberts also receives a message from the Blue=20 leader Shirkhan demanding a boundary agreement in a serious tone. He carefully considers the situation along with other infor- mation he has heard from the north border. A captured thief has reported a strange event. It appears he was prepared to waylay a=20 traveller in the yellow land who happened to be reading a book=20 out loud. The thief said the book was obviously written by a com- plete madman. All of a sudden a yellow hero appeared=20 from out of nowhere, decapitated the man, and snatched the book=20 dementedly yelling "I'll take that!" This thief was so shaken that he fled south for the safety of the NWO prisons. Roberts must=20 assume the book was written by the yellow hero and that he may=20 be insane! Roberts has been eyeing the actions in the north, but unfortunately has had to counter the more obvious threat to the west. His thoughts drift to the ancient war called World War II, when unlikely allies=20 teamed to defeat a common foe, and wonders whether that could be achieved here? As he considers the options, he remembers a vague message from the white leader that he neglected to respond to. It had to do with=20 some Items of Doom. What Items of Doom? If the white leader has any of these items, should they not rest in The World Historical Items Museum at NWO? Roberts remembers his reading of the very ancient tactician Sun Tsu, and believes Shirkhan has probably read him, too. As he considers what faces him, he consults with SouthEast Treaty Organization (SETO) head- quarters. To the northwest are the seafaring folk with a dreamer as leader. To the west is the Apocalypse with an impetuous, and ruthless, leader. To the north is insanity. This world needs a new order! Then it hits him, what stanger bedfellows than the anarchy of insanity = and=20 the dictatorial order of absolute government. That's it. He decides on = two messages. =20 To Shirkhan: Your elemental invades our land and you are alarmed at our impolite=20 advance into neutral territory? You claim inevitabile war due to our actions when it is you that posture offensively? Your use of intrigue=20 is good. Alas, I will not do as Kissinger's ancestor did and agree to=20 withdraw while hostile troops remain in the land. =20 To the yellow hero known as Bill: I offer a delay in hostilities along our border. I will not contest the = Eastern=20 Gold as a gesture of good faith. Even insanity should know the value = of=20 money! However, the city near it is not part of the deal, yet. Kissinger is alerted to the threat from the blue hero Pestilence and = postures accordingly. Fortunately, he finds time to begin drawing up cease-fire = plans. =20 He is peeved that Roberts did not consult him on the border issue. The elemental remains in 56-Breton Woods and helps install the new air raid siren. =20 The ghost is summoned to 55-Jekyl Island and is informed of the new plans in light of the proposal sent north. He immediately makes the=20 island the new SETO headquarters. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn yy=3D5 = Side z=3D_4_ _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday April 06, 1998 at 01:08 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; DIPLOMATIC MESSAGE FROM SHIRKHAN TO DARK LORD PI: The young courrier raised his head as high as he dared to look out from the bushes which he was crouched in. The boy knew this area fairly well, as he had grown up not far from this region before his parents had moved south. However, many things had since changed, and it was evident that the white-clad forces of Politician Jones were in control of the land. Although there had really been no choice but to accept his mission, the messenger now wished he had found some excuse -- was it not better to die at home than in the land of an enemy army? No, surely honor would dictate that he complete his mission, or die trying. Perhaps the white soldiers were not the enemy anyway. Perhaps it was true that there would be a treaty. Whatever the case, he had to gather his courage and approach the sentry who was blocking the road ahead. As soon as he emerged from the bushes, the boy realized that the sentry had seen him. There was no turning back now. Mustering what little confidence he had, he walked slowly towards the guard. "Don't bother me kid -- I'm busy," the soldier stated. "I am a messenger, sir. I bring a diplomatic document for Politician Jones from ShirKhan," said the messenger. "Is that so, boy? And you think that I'm going to let you walk past me just because you said that?" "Oh, no sir!" the messenger blurted. It had never entered his mind that he would go any farther than this point. "My captain said to deliver it to you and let you handle it from there." "Your captain, eh? Well, your captain doesn't decide my schedule. Leave the message with me and get lost." The boy laid the case on the ground and began to back away. Although he was quite eager to leave, he wanted to make sure he had finished his job. "You will look at it, right?" "Scram!" shouted the sentry and then chuckled to himself as the boy scampered away. "Now let's have a look at this message..." ~ Politican Jones, ~ ~ I seek your counsel on a matter of considerable urgency. Although time is of ~ the essence, I have decided to send this message by the least threatening ~ means at my disposal. ~ ~ I wish to establish a treaty concerning the distribution of lands in the ~ equatorial region. Are you agreeable to using the 0th parallel as a border? ~ The city designated as "08" and the Western Gold reserves can be divided ~ as deemed equitable. The boundary would extend eastward and include ~ the Central Group of cities, giving you rights to cities 61, 62 and 65. Armies ~ would be allowed to cross the boundary temporarily, but the exploration of ~ ruins on the "other" side of the 0th parallel would be considered a violation. ~ Please express any other considerations which you might wish to include. ~ ~ That is my proposal. The reasoning behind it is clear to you, I'm sure. The ~ Red Tape have called for war with me, and they have attempted to ally ~ themselves with the yellow forces in the northeast. I hope we will be able to ~reach an agreement shortly, as the outbreak of hostilities is not far away. ~ ~ShirKhan _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday April 07, 1998 at 03:49 AM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; I had sent the following (or some approximation) at about 2pm, but my mail server went down so I am resending an approximation because the original copy was lost and I did not receive any acknowledgement from the remailer. Politcian Jones watched the horizon as a young man (he had to be young by the way he ran through the swamp for a common man of two score would but die watching) approached through the Western Holy Swamp. After a moment Jones noticed Mr. Archon had taken up next to him and had also begun watching. With a wave from Politician Jones, Mr. Archon took off in the hoverbug to fetch the soldier hereto. "Sir..." the soldier coughed, out fo breath, just seconds after being presented, "Corporal Nicol Wart... sir." "At ease. What would make such haste that thoust armour still weigh thoust's bones?" "Sir, a letter, sir," Nicol Wart began, continueing the rest to himself, "that I should have let that little boy carry here." "And may I see such a haste-spewing letter." "Sir, yes, sir," the soldier saluted, handing the letter forward. It read: > ~ Politican Jones, > ~ > ~ I seek your counsel on a matter of considerable urgency. Although time is > of ~ the essence, I have decided to send this message by the least > threatening ~ means at my disposal. > ~ > ~ I wish to establish a treaty concerning the distribution of lands in the ~ > equatorial region. Are you agreeable to using the 0th parallel as a border? > ~ The city designated as "08" and the Western Gold reserves can be divided ~ > as deemed equitable. The boundary would extend eastward and include ~ the > Central Group of cities, giving you rights to cities 61, 62 and 65. Armies ~ > would be allowed to cross the boundary temporarily, but the exploration of ~ > ruins on the "other" side of the 0th parallel would be considered a violation. > ~ Please express any other considerations which you might wish to include. > ~ > ~ That is my proposal. The reasoning behind it is clear to you, I'm sure. > The ~ Red Tape have called for war with me, and they have attempted to ally > ~ themselves with the yellow forces in the northeast. I hope we will be able > to ~reach an agreement shortly, as the outbreak of hostilities is not far away. > ~ > ~ShirKhan Politcian folded up the letter, thinking for a while, before handing it to Mr. Archon. After a few moments he smiled and set his hands on the soldier's shoulders. "Would thou possess courage to return a letter post-haste?" The soldier nodded, his knees already weakening, "Sir... yes, sir." Politician Jones smiled and quoted from The Master's most spiritual of books, "And words not deeds doth a Politician bring, and deeds not words can solve thy most pressing of mysteries, and withal courage, but withnot shalleth health fail." And upon his final words a strange white energy emerged and clothed Nicol Wart. Nicol Wart bounced as though on Ritiline, his energy so exhuberant. Politician Jones briefly scrwaled on a note and handed to Nicol Wart having fixed his official seal on't. Nicol Wart grabbed it and saluted. "Now, Sergeant," Lazarus Jones emphasized the title of promotion, "bring this post-haste to a SEO representative... but leave thy armour lest thou will falleth on thy journeys." "Sir, nay, sir. As thou seeth the dirt and mud on thine armour, the unclean rainment that graces thine body is a hundredfold more potent for the washers were broken at thine base. Die shalleth I lest be seen in it." Politcian Jones saluted and watched as Sergeant Nicol Wart hopped away into the distance. He slowly nodded his head. * * * A few moments upon dry land did Sergeant Wart's curiousity o'ertake him and did he open the letter in his care. Inside he found two letters: one directed to the esteemed ShirKhan of SEO and one to himself! He opened his, a reprimand and explanation of the other lest he brake its important seal. It stated that the other did contain: ~ Most Esteemed ShirKhan: ~I have seen thy letter and do think a treaty wise until the sun turns to eighteen ~or a foe has been slain. A treaty of no hostilities or conquest across the ~0th parallel being the terms. But The Master's word is true so it shant be ~granted thou unless yes is given to questions two plus three. ~ ~1. The Scientific and Engineering Organization, or something to that power, doth ~thou represent. Doth peace, courage, and a love of arimithmatic, rhyme, and ~reason motivate strongly in thy hearts? ~ ~2. Forces of infantry have set out to make the Colour Burrow located in the ~district of 08 as there home and shalleth possess it in but a few hours. ~Shall they be let free to take and hold the fort under The Master's name, ~unopposed, until such terms of this treaty become void? ~ ~3. The Master praises intellect, doth knoweth of the sacred Pi and all that it ~doth represent? If so count thine most important eight phrases as proof of love. ~ ~4. If peace and love are goals, then the death of a foe should not put our forces ~upon arms, but unite them stronger. Would, upon a foe's defeat and the null of ~these words another peace be settled to be used to defeat the last of the foes? ~ ~5. Forces move but by themselves, but men by their actions. Some men are set in ~motion and the forces art but to see them through. Such is like I, who was set ~onwards to a magnificient circle of power known by all as SW Demon to bring ~a valued servant of The Master to our world. Would such a servant be allowed to ~be summoned by my hand, though it doth lie under such a line as has been ~stipulated if the Western Gold is deemed thoust's prize as The Master provides ~what gold cannot? ~ ~It shalleth be understood that the last is a hard request to answer withal, so ~an alternative can be settled as both of our fair armies should inherit this ~world of B12 as The Master knows of it. The city of 66, an item of DOOM!, or ~an equal consession would be most admirable and could be in its place as all ~three were by I already considered owned. ~ ~ Your host, ~ Politician Lazarus Jones, ~ Herald of The Master, ~ Duke of The Citadel, and ~ International Mystery Man Extrodinaire. The envelope graced Plt. Jones' personal seal. Nicol Wart sighed and went on his way toward the nearest known embankment (or at least where rumours said it to be). _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday April 07, 1998 at 04:08 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 5, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =6355, Hero (Famine/Pestilence) Experience=9/5 Hero Action: Famine searches Upper SW Flight and obtains Flight Item G. Battles: Blue stack defeats neutral* spider at City 63. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Ghost 6 7 0.59765 <-- Lives! Giant Bat 1 2 0.07777 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.40235 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Pestilence's stack defeats Red stack at 56-Breton Woods. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 0 1 0 *2* 0 No DEF: 0 0 1 0 2 *3* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 5 7 0.61262 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 11 0.43855 <-- Dies.. Elemental 6 8 0.06162 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Elemental 5 8 0.38738 <-- Dies... Spider 4 9 0.18499 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 7 0.02098 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remainin ~~~ Income: City 63 pillaged for 350 gp. 56-Breton Woods looted for 142 gp (from Red). 56-Breton Woods sacked for 350 gp. Outflow: Giant bats purchased at City 63 for 160 gp. Spiders purchased at Ruthenium (44) for 700 gp. Lt. infantry purchased at Ruthenium (44) for 160 gp. Other Action: City 63 renamed Europium (63). 56-Breton Woods razed. Final Results: Cities: 11 Gold: 3691 Income: 428 Expenses: 116 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 12 Change from last turn: +3 Final Hero (Pestilence) Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +2 *** ShirKhan waited impatiently to hear the latest field reports. Had Pestilence been victorious? Would there be a reply from Politician Jones? Unable to be content just sitting in his office, he got up from his desk and walked to the communications room. As he neared the door, he heard animated discussion from within the room, although the mood was unclear. "Someone send the courrier to the Big Guy's office. We're starting to get reports from Pestilence," the chief communications officer said. "Belay that order -- the 'Big Guy' is here," Shirkhan announced, startling those present. "Ahh, yes, sir -- sorry, sir," the communications officer said meekly."We have a connection with Pestilence -- will you take the line, sir?" "Certainly. What happened at Breton Woods, Pest?" There was a hissing sound from the remote end of the communcation, but it wasn't line noise. Everyone had become somewhat accustomed to the eery rasp of Pestilence's voice, but it still unnerved everyone other than ShirKhan. "I live. Archon lives. Breton Woods destroyed." ShirKhan's eyes narrowed. "The griffin was lost?" he asked. He had not expected that. The griffins were perhaps his favorite of the mutant beasts which had been created. "Red set trap. More defenders. Stronger walls. Griffin dead." ShirKhan was considering this summary when the communications officer cleared his throat. "Sir, we have received a reply from Politician Jones." ShirKhan closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind of the Breton Woods affair. "Tell me this is good news." The officer swallowed hard and shifted his weight from foot to foot as he re-read the print-out in his hand. Finally, he cautiously said, "Yes, I'd say it is, sir. Jones has agreed to the treaty in general, but he has included some additional stipulations..." "Give me that," snapped ShirKhan as he snatched the paper. He read down the page and the others noticed his eyes widening several times. After some time, he said "Construct a formal reply with the following answers: First: While we certainly treasure the undeniable purity of logic and believe in its application on the battlefield, we are not motivated by peace. We are, however, a trustworthy ally and would not break a treaty which we entered into. Second: Although it seems to us that City 08 should be ours, inasmuch as our forces will reach it first, we will honor his request to grant them control of the city. This is because it lies along the boundary (and therefore in accordance with the treaty) and this action will furthermore be our gesture of good will. So we will recall our troops. Third: The truth of pi is unquestioned and defended by all citizens of the SEO. Fourth: Our treaty is in our minds irrespective of all other circumstances. We agree to the designated boundary no matter what else occurs. The SEO will not violate the agreement. Fifth: We do not give our approval for the demon to be liberated from our side of the boundary. Such an action will be considered a clear indication that a treaty is not in effect between us, as it would be a violation of the terms of the treaty itself. In summary, we hope that the demonstrable evidence of our good intentions will be reciprocated. We will see what he thinks soon enough." _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 6 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Tuesday April 07, 1998 at 04:08 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday April 9, 1998 at 4:08 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Thursday April 9, 1998 at 12:08 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday April 09, 1998 at 05:13 AM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 6, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 4091 Lt. Oline awoke on the back of a Griffin. It's wet fur caused a moment of dizzyness before her consciousness told her hands to hold tight being a few thousand feet above a large bay. "Where?" she asked, her voice weak against the wind. Dragon Knight Philip, or at least his ghost, sailed closer to Krys to respond. "Thou are headed in the direction that the Matrix Shield granted." "There will be danger ahead. Somehow I know," Krys said, suddenly shivering. "There is always danger ahead," a strange, dark voice spoke. Krys looked around, but saw no one. Then she noticed that a cloud seemed to be following her -- a very odd cloud. "Stand behind thine's form," Dragon Knight Philip spoke, interposing himself in front of the cloud. A yellow light shook the cloud and it gave way to form the image of a man riding the back of a flying tortoise. The man wore all black, only the white of his eyes could be seen from underneath his mask and hood. Two swords hung in sheathes -- one on his back, one on his side. Although it was the evil, purplish glow that struck Leftenant Krys Oline the most, but not due to the force but the familiarity. "Ninja Assassin Gareth? Prepare to die!" Oline stood and leaped off of the Griffin and onto the back of Gareth's flying tortoise. She drew her sword, but her blade was caught between Gareth's hands. "I come with love." "Love is not allowed for a monster like thou!" Krys screamed, her body lurching in rage. Yet Gareth's grasp on her sword prevented any blood or death for the moment. "It would not do good to kill a fellow follower of The Master." Krys froze, her heart beating ten times fast. "Yes, Leftenant Oline, I am on thoust's favourable side. Even with word from thy employer to its employee." "Never a monster like thou would be such good and loving. Monsters do not possess bounties of five hundred gold." "The bounty sword is not to be held during The Master's work. Thou did agreeth to thine personal master, Jones -- the Politician." Krys pulled her sword back and sheathed it. Her eyes remained frozen with hatred into two balls of burning ice. If the faceless Ninja Assassin could have smiled visibly he would as his aura lessened by ten strengths. With help from Dragon Knight Philip's spirit Krys was placed back unto the Griffin's wet back. Gareth stood straight and tall, almost looking down at Krys from his height of seven feet. "His voice had but one issue: an item of DOOM! lies to the east and newfound allies doth sway out love against them. In that regard his word has a defensive barrier to be set from the Toll Bridge to the Point Mercy." As Krys gasped, Gareth was enveloped by a smog and was gone. "Do they mean full-scale war at this rate? We must land to message the hero of Bill to the east and let him know love and peace and see if willingness prevails peace or lest war shalleth find hold." Spotting a small town, the force landed and paid thrice the gold to send three the messengers to the hero of Bill lest one might fall two might travel and if a second slain then the third shall succeed. * * * Politician Jones smiled as his hoverbug landed at the shack in the depths of Western Holy Swamp that besat Ninja Assassin Gareth's range of spies. Many spider messengers swam around, but the Ninja Assassin was not to be seen. A messenger told of his traveling north and with words that were known to be though by Politician Jones, himself. Also, a reply from Lord (at least that is how the spider messengers referred to him) ShirKhan on matters of treaties and other affairs had arrived. Politcian Jones frowned, catching on the following section: >~Fifth: We do not give our approval for the demon to be liberated from our >~side of the boundary. Such an action will be considered a clear indication >~that a treaty is not in effect between us, as it would be a violation of the >~terms of the treaty itself. Politician Jones read the reply again and crumpled the note up in anger. "I would like a peaceful border, but not at this price of advantage." Mr. Archon pulled the keys for his hoverbug out of his pocket. "Shalleth we off?" "Off we will. On one hand could be the Demon of the Snows, at least as the rumours persist. On other hand is nothing." As Politician Jones entered his right foot in the hoverbug, a small messenger spider scrabled to him from the Ninja Assassin's command tent. "Sir," he meeeped. Politician Jones realized he couldn't have been more than a few cycles. "What is it ferocious one?" he jested, steping back out of the hoverbug. "A report from infantry who liberated Colour Burrow in sector 08. He said that our intelligence was off and that he had lunch with some SEO soldiers camped outside the castle." "They were closer than us?" Lazarus gasped. "Then... then they have already granted me a concession. I will fufill their trust and let our treaty stand. In fact, I shall add a mutual favour in return." The spider messenger nodded and ran off with a correspondance, his little dagger teeth gleeming. * * * It was hours before the little spider messenger came upon the city of Logica. He handed forward a small note to the guard outside, which read: ~Dear Esteemed ShirKhan, ~ As I am humbled in thine most unholy arrogance I concede the ruins at SW ~Demon to your care. In addition I was wondering if you would agree to the ~following mutually beneficial deal: ~ As reports have it that Europium(63) has only large bats as its ~defenders, which although excellant scouting units are poor in the art of siege ~and thereby are incapable of taking the city located in sector 66 that lies in ~what we agreed in the treaty to be off-limits to those who love The Master and ~all things commanded holy. Yet, as of twenty-four hours from now I shalleth ~set thine most powerful of boots down but a yard away. If it pleaseth thee, ~I shalleth destroy the defenses and leave the city to become a well-supplied ~mine for thoust's strong forces. If thoust positions the bat nearby, the ~exchange shalleth consume no worries and bring joy upon both of our peoples. ~ ~ Until a foe's death, ~ Politcian Lazarus Jones, ~ Herald of The Master, ~ Duke of The Citadel, and ~ International Mystery Man Extrodinaire. The seal of Lazarus Jones adorned the sealed envelope. Also included was a carbon-creating, official, limited edition, collector's treaty of peace between the forces wearing white and blue. Lazarus Jones had the stipulations of no crossing 0th parallel without permission, the loss of occupying across said border, and the duration until a foe had passed or had the turn of 18 passed. He had even taken the liberty of already signing his name. -- oh well... didn't actually see that orc there. Sorry for the start. -- in case it is not obvious, (--) are comments. Demon(of Trees, Str 7) attacks Neutral City 61, guarded by a spider. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 N *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Demon 7 8 0.57949 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.42051 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining Demon pillages Spiders(350 gold) at 61. Spiders bought at 61 for 700 gold. Hvy. Infantry pillages Scouts(175 gold) at 08. Spiders bought at 08 for 700 gold. 08 renamed Burrow Jade 08. 61 renamed Point Mercy 61. Devil, Pikeman blessed in North Temple. Final Cities: 14 Gold: 3216 Income: 500 Expenses: 224. Lt. Oline Experience: 14 Change from last turn: 0 Plt Jones Experience: 8 Change from last turn: 0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=6 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 6 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 6 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Thursday April 09, 1998 at 05:17 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Sunday April 12, 1998 at 05:17 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Sunday April 12, 1998 at 4:17 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 6 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Friday April 10, 1998 at 05:16 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Monday April 13, 1998 at 05:16 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Monday April 13, 1998 at 4:16 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Friday April 10, 1998 at 05:17 AM EDT by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 06, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Yellow) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 12 0 12 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Hero 2 exp 8 +3 11 Hero 2 lev 1 0 1 Cities 7 0 7 Gold 6631 0 6631 Income 292 0 292 Expenses 57 0 57 Harry explored NE Demon, and found a demon. ***************************************************** Squinting in the darkness, Harry feels his way through the ruins. It is pitch black, with nothing to guide him but his instincts. His devil steps quietly behind him, strangely nimble on his feet for a creature who only the day before consumed almost the entire population of a small town. "What is in here, Master?" the devil snarls from behind. Harry shakes his head, although in the darkness there was no way the devil could have known. "I don't know," Harry whispered in reply. Despite his voice being soft, the echo made it sound like a hurricane was over their heads. "There was a sign outside this place," Harry said. "Which read `NE Demon'. But I don't see how that is going to help us." The pair continued to search, when suddenly the room lit up as fire rolled all around them. Harry screamed in pain as the heat singed him. The devil snarled, and searched around for their attacker. Harry drew his sword, but knew a sword could not protect him from the deadly flames which engulfed him. "WHO IS THIS WHO INVADES MY LAIR?" A voice booms. Harry jumps, then takes a step back as a figure emerges from the gloom. "Oh no," the devil moans, his fear now gone. "A demon." "Oh great," the demon replies, letting the fire spell wear away. "Now I'm going to be stuck with a devil for the next few days. At least until he gets us killed." "Yeah right, I was hear first so you'll be taking orders from me." "Taking orders from a devil? Whatever you reckon..." Harry sighed. The rivalry between the demons and the devils was notorious. He knew this campaign was going to seem the longest of his career. ---------- Bill eyed the messenger curiously. It was rumoured that at that moment Bill had slipped into a schizophrenic coma, but this had not been confirmed. The messenger had read the following announcement: > To the yellow hero known as Bill: > > I offer a delay in hostilities along our border. I will not contest the Eastern > Gold as a gesture of good faith. Even insanity should know the value of > money! However, the city near it is not part of the deal, yet. "Hostilities?" Bill demanded, flying around aimlessly. "They want me to hold off hostilities?" "Yes, sir," the messenger replied nervously. "But without hostilities, how will I keep my pants up?" There is silence, until the dwarf leans over and whispers something in Bill's ear. Bill looks surprised, then laughs hysterically. "Ohhhhh," he says, grinning madly. "Ohhh, I see.." He then turns and flies away. He is almost out of hearing range, when the messenger shouts. "But sir, have you reached a decision?" Bill turns back to the boy. "Oh," he says. "Yes, I accept that deal. But tell your master to train his scribe better next time. Hostilities... Ha!" And with that, Bill is gone. Next: Turn 6, Side 3 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday April 12, 1998 at 09:56 PM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_000C_01BD6655.29779CC0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 6, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts searches ruin SE Worm, +3 experience points. Kissinger searches ruin SE Devil, +3 experience points. Spider conquers city 06, pillages 175 gold. City 06 renamed 06-Breton Ash. New build Hv Infantry in 06-Breton Ash for 300 gold. Roberts Kissinger Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 9 6 10 3079 +3 +3 +1 +175(pillages) -300(new builds) Final 12 9 11 2954 income expenses start 364/181 finish 388/149 =20 Roberts is disturbed by the smoke he sees on the horizon. He hears that the financial center of 56-BretonWoods has been put to the=20 torch! He is surprised that the Blue hero Pestilence has moved in so close without more protection. He switches to a new griffin that has flown up from the south and dispatches the other to hunt down Pest. Another griffin joins it and they set upon Pest and his=20 accompanying archon. They manage to kill Pest, but cannot survive the archon's counterattack. Blue troops are mobilizing all across the border. It appears that the western front is fully active. He continues to the old ruin of the Federal Reserve Bank of NY. It=20 was always a haven for giant worms and one has indicated he is willing to join our efforts.......for a price. Roberts agrees to=20 borrow money from the worm at interest to pay for the war, so the worm agrees to help. Roberts receives the message from Bill. He sends a sea-faring=20 spider to city 06 and he orders them to begin forming heavy infantry units to be sent to the front. They are ordered not to impede the=20 Yellow hero when he goes for the gold. He has the city renamed=20 06-Breton Ash in honor of the fallen 56-BretonWoods. Kissinger flies to the ruin of the original EPA building. He knew many folks spoke of the agency as evil, but he had no idea the place actually had devils in it! He recruits one to help dispel violaters of the = wetlands. The devil has been very supportive of wetlands creation and has actually created wetlands all around the ruin. He will be happy to help. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn yy=3D6 = Side z=3D_4_ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 6 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Sunday April 12, 1998 at 10:03 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday April 14, 1998 at 10:03 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday April 14, 1998 at 9:03 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday April 12, 1998 at 10:06 PM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0031_01BD6657.469FAF20 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 6, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D The previous turn report was missing the WarBOT for griffins versus Blue Hero and Archon. TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts searches ruin SE Worm, +3 experience points. Kissinger searches ruin SE Devil, +3 experience points. Two griffins attack Blue Hero Pestilence and Archon. Pest is killed and so are both griffins. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 =20 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Water/shore Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No=20 DEF: 1 0 1 0 0 H *2* 0 No=20 Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Griffin 6 6 0.26900 <-- Dies.. Griffin 6 6 0.07952 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Archon 7 9 0.73100 <-- Lives! *Hero 5 7 0.26654 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 1 unit(s) remaining. Spider conquers neutral city 06, pillages 175 gold. City 06 renamed 06-Breton Ash. New build Hv Infantry in 06-Breton Ash for 300 gold. Roberts Kissinger Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 9 6 10 3079 +3 +3 +1 +175(pillages) -300(new builds) Final 12 9 11 2954 income expenses start 364/181 finish 388/149 =20 Roberts is disturbed by the smoke he sees on the horizon. He hears that the financial center of 56-BretonWoods has been put to the=20 torch! He is surprised that the Blue hero Pestilence has moved in so close without more protection. He switches to a new griffin that has flown up from the south and dispatches the other to hunt down Pest. Another griffin joins it and they set upon Pest and his=20 accompanying archon. They manage to kill Pest, but cannot survive the archon's counterattack. Blue troops are mobilizing all across the border. It appears that the western front is fully active. He continues to the old ruin of the Federal Reserve Bank of NY. It=20 was always a haven for giant worms and one has indicated he is willing to join our efforts.......for a price. Roberts agrees to=20 borrow money from the worm at interest to pay for the war, so the worm agrees to help. Roberts receives the message from Bill. He sends a sea-faring=20 spider to city 06 and he orders them to begin forming heavy infantry units to be sent to the front. They are ordered not to impede the=20 Yellow hero when he goes for the gold. He has the city renamed=20 06-Breton Ash in honor of the fallen 56-BretonWoods. Kissinger flies to the ruin of the original EPA building. He knew many folks spoke of the agency as evil, but he had no idea the place actually had devils in it! He recruits one to help dispel violaters of the = wetlands. The devil has been very supportive of wetlands creation and has actually created wetlands all around the ruin. He will be happy to help. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn yy=3D6 = Side z=3D_4 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 7 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Tuesday April 14, 1998 at 11:45 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday April 16, 1998 at 11:45 AM EDT (In GMT-0800: Thursday April 16, 1998 at 7:45 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday April 14, 1998 at 11:45 AM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 6, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =4003, Hero (Famine) Experience=12 Hero Action: Battles: Blue stack defeats neutral* spider at City 66. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Ghost 6 7 0.59765 <-- Lives! Giant Bat 1 2 0.07777 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.40235 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: City 66 pillaged for 350 gp. Outflow: Giant bats purchased at City 66 for 160 gp. Spiders purchased at Europium (63) for 700 gp. Other Action: City 66 renamed Dysprosium (66). Final Results: Cities: 12 Gold: 3493 Income: 527 Expenses: 205 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 12 Change from last turn: +0 *** ShirKhan considered recent events from his desk at SEO Headquarters in Logica. Pestilence seemed to know he was going to be ambushed by the griffins of the Red Tape. Had he intentionally become a martyr? Or was he trying to create an official state of war, so that the next horseman of the apocalypse, War, could be summoned? Whatever the reasoning, war did indeed exist now. War himself would arrive soon, but without Pestilence alive, could the Red Tape be stopped? ShirKhan had been able to take the report somewhat more easily given the news of a treaty with Politician Jones. He needed to respond to the offer Jones had made concerning the bats of Europium. Now that the dysprosium mines had been secured, the bats were no longer needed. But Famine was not yet close enough to recapture the city after Jones vacated it, so the timing did not seem right. Calling in the communication officer, he composed a reply. "Ask our ally, Jones, to not take Europium yet. Thank him and mention that we are interested in 'city swapping' for temple purposes at a later date, but we are spread too thin to begin such a process at this time," Shirkhan stated. "I wonder if Jones will soon be able to secure the east temple? If so, our mutual enemies would be in a difficult position, to be certain." While he wondered about the future, for the time being he concerned himself with logistical orders related to the removal of the majority of forces from along the border with his new ally. "Send all of our troops to the west temple and then tell them to proceed eastward. Alert Jones to their movements and assure him that they will not be crossing the 0th parallel." And then his thoughts returned to War... _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday April 16, 1998 at 06:29 AM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 7, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 3492 One moment Krys felt the air blowing down her long, raven hair, and the next she was being hurdled backwards off of her Griffin. The murky darkness of a marsh below enveloped her and she was gone. Dragon Knight Philip, the ghost of Krys' former mentor, looked dumbfounded as his eyes wandered below. The Griffin cried out in pain. Meanwhilst, Krys counted the seconds as she fell, helplessly, to the marsh. She kept praying that the shallow murk would save her landing, but it was not to be the case. A strange sensation accompanied the firm impact of soil: one of light and magic. No sooner had Krys blinked, but she was in another world. "Am I dead?" she asked the red world. A low grumble responded -- she spun to face it. A large Devil stood over her. Its face a sour mix of lust and greed. A purple aura, harkening death, erupted across its shoulders and it spread its tiny wings and roared with all of its might. Krys blinked once and extended her hand, tiny in comparison to the Devil's sharp, pointed teeth. It blinked back. "Leftenant Oline, art thou Charlie?" "Wherefoth art thoust knoweth of Charlie?" "For would I be lead here again did exist, so then I was to find a Charlie as to grant a wish upon Chucky's fair head." "So then I cannot eat thou as thine own brother shall be letting of blood at thy side? So be it." Before a smile had even formed on Krys' coral-red lips did a portal appear to return a lost soul home. She smiled at the forms of her companions, hovering to search for her. * * * Lazarus Jones through the paper down in anger. The large doors of The Vault were taut shut against outsiders. "I demand entrance and the deed to thoust's fair keep. Such sacriligious behaviour is not to be." Two Spiders leaned over the railing and started to bicker. One glanced back and noticed that Politician Jones and his companion, Mr. Archon, were gone. That is when they felt a tapping on their backs and slowly turned around; within minutes the remainder surrendered. Lazarus Jones gathered the leaders of the Scouts into a line as to execute them. He withdrew The Master's least offensive and easiest to understand book and handed a copy to each. Then he turned to the Spiders and gave an order. For the rest of the day he could not bring himself to smile, not even upon word of Ninja Assassin Gareth's battle with an evil giant worm and his escape south, away from evil Ninja Assassins that had been promised much honour upon the deliverance of a necklace made from Gareth's ears. One thing did motivate him, and that was learning of the death of two of the messengers sent to negotiate with the Yellow forces' commander. The third was missing and presumed dead. Almost before the order was given were forces dispatched to demonstrate 'hostile retaliation.' Full funeral rites were scheduled for Tuesday. -- I'm tired. sorry about the lack of meaning Ninja Gareth emerges at Vale of Soy 17 for 1153 gold. Lt. Oline recruits a Devil from NE Devil. Devil*(8) attacks Yellow's Wolf Town 53. 2 * Wolf(4) defending. City strength 1. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 H *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Devil 8 9 0.54999 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- Wolfrider 4 5 0.45001 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 5 0.20287 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining Wolf Town 53 looted 473 gp. Lazarus Jones*(6) and Archon*(8) attack neutral city 65 guarded by a spider(4). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 0 1 0 H *2* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 8 0.89582 <-- Lives! Archon 7 9 0.65245 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.10418 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining 65 taken, Spider (350 gold) pillaged. -- this goes toward Jones' quest. Elemental and Pikeman blessed at Northern Temple. Spiders bought at 65 for 700 gold. 65 renamed The Vault 65. Wolf's Town 54 renamed Base Wolf 53. Final Cities: 16 (+2) Gold: 2462 (-1030) Income: 632 (+132) Expenses: 319 (+95). Lt. Oline Experience: 16 Change from last turn: +2 Plt Jones Experience: 10 Change from last turn: +2 NA Gareth Experience: 0 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=7 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 7 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 7 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Thursday April 16, 1998 at 06:29 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Monday April 20, 1998 at 06:29 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Monday April 20, 1998 at 5:29 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Friday April 17, 1998 at 03:13 AM EDT by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 07, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Yellow) Initial Change Final Bill exp 12 +2 14 Bill lev 1 0 1 Harry exp 11 +2 13 Harry lev 1 0 1 Lucy exp 0 0 0 Lucy lev 1 0 1 Cities 6 +2 8 Gold 5858 -2725 3133 Income 268 +48 316 Expenses 95 +31 126 New hero for 1175 in Torture Town 26, called Lucy. Bill takes 24, pillages for 175, renames it Barking Dog 24. Builds Spiders for 700. Harry takes 54, pillages for 175, renames it Revenge 54. Builds Heavy Cavalry for 1200. ******************************************************** Torture Town is quiet. Harry has long since left, and life is finally returning to normal. Harry's violence has had an extended effect on the town. One man is in a state of constant fear, while another man simply cannot stop crying. However, one woman has never shed a tear. She watched her children butchered in front of her, yet never once did a twinge of emotion appear on her face. Her name was Lucy. From that day, left with no family and no friends, she has devoted her days to training. She trained with the sword, and in the arts of psychic communication, and excelled at both. This day, she can no longer stand to remain in Torture Town, and she heads out of the gates to seek some sort of release for the anger stored inside of her. She needs to feel her sword slicing flesh. She needs to watch blood flow as it did in Torture Town on that fateful day. But most of all, she needs to find Harry. Meanwhile Harry, unaware of this new hero roaming the lands, takes over the town of 54 without so much as a swing of the sword. He walks through the gates, laughing as the mayor slowly approaches him. "Oh sir," he says, grovelling. "Now that you have destroyed our town, what do you intend to name it?" Harry contemplates. He is about to suggest "Death Town" when he hears a voice in his head. It is a female voice, which he vaguely recognises. The voice simply says, "Revenge." "I shall call it Revenge," Harry says, confused. "Yes sir," the mayor replies. Meanwhile, Bill has taken over the town of 24. He immediately demands that it be painted bright yellow, then names it "Barking Dog" for reasons known only to Bill. "And now," he yells triumphantly. "Let's get that gold!" ********************* Next: Turn 7, Side 3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 7 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Friday April 17, 1998 at 03:14 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday April 21, 1998 at 03:14 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday April 21, 1998 at 2:14 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday April 21, 1998 at 12:17 AM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_000C_01BD6CB3.4F95B900 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 7, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS New hero Albright appears in 55-JekylIsland for 1223 gold. +0 experience. Roberts flies northwest, +0 experience points. Kissinger flies northwest, +0 experience points. Ghost and light cavalry conquer spider in city 64. The ghost pillages 350 gold. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 =20 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 *1* 0 No=20 DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No=20 Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Ghost 6 7 0.64636 <-- Lives! Cavalry, Lt 2 3 0.15270 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.35364 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining. City 64 renamed 64-Bilderberg. New build Hv Infantry in 64-Bilderberg for 300 gold. New build Lt Infantry in 64-Bilderberg for 160 gold. New build Giant Bat in 64-Bilderberg for 160 gold. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 12 9 0 11 1970 +0 +0 +0 +1 = +350(pillages) = -620(new builds) Final 12 9 0 12 1700 income expenses start 388/215 finish 452/211 =20 Roberts is alarmed at the domination of the central cities by the evil alliance. He sends the ghost in to capture city 64 and moves up reinforcements. Kissinger joins a large army and flies them out over the water. Albright speaks to a crowd on the virtues of the war with the Apacolypse and gets jeered out of the city. She decides to go to the nearby ruins = of=20 the Pentagon to find out if any of their demons still exist. She will = show these peasants why the elites must rule. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn yy=3D7 = Side z=3D_4 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 7 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Tuesday April 21, 1998 at 12:17 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Friday April 24, 1998 at 12:17 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Thursday April 23, 1998 at 11:17 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday April 23, 1998 at 05:58 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 7, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =2794, Hero (Famine/War) Experience=12/0 Hero Action: War hired for 1021 gp at Dysprosium(66). Famine recruits Demon from SW Demon. Battles: War + stack defeats Red stack at 64-Bilderberg. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 0 1 0 H *2* 0 No DEF: 0 0 1 0 2 *3* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 5 7 0.77877 <-- Lives! Archon 8 10 0.60936 <-- Lives! Ghost 6 8 0.18480 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Ghost 6 9 0.22123 <-- Dies... Pikeman 4 7 0.02694 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: 64-Bilderberg looted for 70 gp (from Red). Outflow: Griffins purchased at Dysprosium(66) for 1700 gp. Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 13 Gold: 1164 Income: 591 Expenses: 272 Final Hero (Famine/War) Experience: 15/2 Change from last turn: +3/+2 *** ShirKhan listened to the excited aide describe War's arrival. "So, he took 64-Bilderberg from the Red Tape, did he?" ShirKhan said aloud. To himself he weighed the value of the city -- was it worth an exchange of ghost-creatures? The citizens of the SEO were starting to ask questions about all this bloodshed. They were all for killing the enemy, but they were concerned that their leader did not value the lives of his own forces. Perhaps it was true. Death was death, whatever the tunic... Famine's report had been satisfactory. He had recruited the demon from the lab which had been spared by Politician Jones. SEO forces were mobilizing all across the land, but would they be able to counter a direct attack by the Red Tape? [Sorry this late and this brief -- I ran out of time. Two solid lunch hours produced a total of three heroes, two of which were in my capital. I needed the extra day! I got lucky and got a hero in one of the "acceptable" cities within about 10 minutes today. Almost every time I would do a "look-ahead" turn, at least one of the other sides would get a hero, and they had less money than me. Is there some trick to it, or is the blue side cursed, or am I just ultra-unlucky?] _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 8 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Thursday April 23, 1998 at 05:58 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Monday April 27, 1998 at 5:58 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Monday April 27, 1998 at 1:58 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Friday April 24, 1998 at 06:15 AM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 8, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 2766 Lt. Oline had no sooner stepped through the portal and greeted her companions, then did a strange, purple haaze descend over the marsh. Out of the gloomy murk, a Devil's face appeared. Krys recognized it as the Devil Chucky she had freed from his Demon world. "Brother," Charlie, another Devil, sobbed, his face alight. "It doth well to see your visage," the Devils smiled -- a sight that scared evil the old Ghost of Dragon Knight Philip. "I request thoust's ableness, thine Leftenant," Charlie bowed, or would have had his whole body been visible. As only his face appeared it turned out to be an awkward silence. Lt. Oline nodded and the purple haze disappeared. She turned to her companions: a Griffin, Dragon Knight Philip's Ghost, and Chucky the Devil. "I do hold a plan against my busom, but it is dangerous without upmost consent and sacrifice." She smiled with the unanimous agreement she received. As Chucky headed north, to meet up with what Politician Jones had called an Air Elemental and free the men and women that were being oppressed in the 'City of Pain,' Krys headed east and met up with Charlie the Devil. Together they arrived in a town known as Bloodriver 25. A Wolf accompanied them, but seemed all too proper on the leash that restrained it. Two yellow guards waited outside. A bad photograph that had been circulating of Leftenant Oline was on the wanted list next to the fatter of the two guards. He looked first at the snarling wolf, then at Charlie the Devil, and finally laid his eyes upon Leftenant Oline. "You cannot come in here," the thinner guard said while a yellow liquid pooled at his feet. The other noticed the poster. "You! You are Leftenant Oline! Guards! Guards!" Almost out of nowhere, three wolfriders appeared, surrounding the small group. The loud screetch of a Griffin alerted Krys moments before its claws reached her back. Charlie, with a backhand, smashed it out of the sky and through one of the two guards. At the same time, he released his wolf. It and a Wolfrider joined in a rolling fury of claws, teeth, and death. Both laid still, not moving, after ten seconds. Krys drew her sword and leaped over the heads of the other two Wolfriders. She landed, softly, and sheathed her sword. A second later both Wolfriders split apart from multiple gashes. Krys turned around to see Charlie tossing away the head of the remaining guard. After a short prayer, involving a poem from The Master's most spiritual book, Charlie tossed away the leash and opened the front doors to the town. Krys noticed a sign on the wall proclaiming the town's name: Bloodriver. "Appropriate name," she smiled. The dirt was still stained red in many places and no one emerged from their shelter'd homes. Only one other person was out in the whole town: a heroine named Lucy. It was a slow and startling sound, the scrape of metal sword against its scabbard. Lucy aimed it at Krys' heart, thirty feet away. Krys drew her own sword, more slowly. "I have no harm to bestoweth against thee. Avaunt if thee hopes to smile sunset." Lucy swallowed hard, but did not flinch as she ran at Krys. Foot after foot disappeared beneath Lucy's stride as she charged. The tip of her sword was but inches from Krys and suddenly Lucy stopped, froze motionless, and slid backwards to the ground. A large gash covered Lucy's left eye, and another was on her chest. Krys pressed the blood-stained tip against Lucy's neck. "Leave or die. It doth not bother me if thou travelest in peace." Upon setting up of better defenses, Krys rechristened the town Blood Bluff due to the large, seaside cliff to its west. She traveled on with Charlie into the town known as Torture Town. Literally right inside of it as the guards were all asleep. After ten minutes, Krys had made sure they would never wake up. She freed the inhabitants and rechristened the town due to its western cliff Melon Bluff in honour of the humour that carried fear. She then sighed, awaiting news of both Chucky's and Philip's missions. * * * Lazarous Jones stood in the center of a town he stumbled across in the district known as 62. The citizenry seemed friendly, at least after Mr. Archon had snapped the Giant Spider, that oppressed its citizenry, in half. No sooner had he opened his mouth to spread the word of The Master than love began to settle in the town. Good news also reached of Ninja Assassin Gareth's successful assassination of the assassins that were trying to assassinate him. It seemed that a treacherous Giant Worm used its acid breath to kill the assassins. Gareth had enlisted the Worm's aid soonafter; the Worm was an avid follower of the deeds of The Master. As dinner came about, the celebrations that Politician Jones planned to attend ended abruptly with the arrival of a haggered messenger. "Good kind sir, I bring blessings." "Then speak, for all art here much blessed," Jones smiled, pointing out the remon containds but himself, Mr. Archon, and the Demon of Trees. "There are heroes to the east that wear the banner of Yellow proudly. Methinks they mean war." "On what ground would thoust, a mere, human messenger, come upon such news?" "In a town to the east, the name forgotten by thine o'erheated mind, lies a body of the brother that I loved the most. He was to have been a messenger to the hero Bill. Instead his death doth consume him." Jones stood, his grief in trembles not words for many the moment. "What doth the people know thou as?" "Iline Montgomert. My brother was..." "Norris Montgomert, the missing, third messenger. Do not worry, for blood has been spilt for him and so will more." "I do not worry but for The Master's love." Jones smiled a weighted smile. He sent the boy off, as dangerous as it was, to ask the Dread Pirate Roberts questions twain. * * * Iline Montgomert, a simple, human messenger, traveled south with a parchment signed and sealed by Politcian Jones. It read: >"1. The men and woman who art to die should The Master's cause need it >have no quarrel with thou, even if our allies art opposed. Doth thou >honour and charish the peace and love that can only come with a state >of freedom between our peoples? >"2. Should thoust army travel no more north than the parallel known by >most as the 0th parallel a peace will be granted for and until the turn >known as thirteen if thoust is willing. >"Be forewarned as any action whatsoever against the fair, white wearing >forces will not be tolerated and shall be repaid in kind to the second >power." Of course it was signed and sealed like usual and included a pair of treaties to the same effect signed by Politician Jones. Iline, without knowing the contents, could feel the danger it contained and wondered if he would ever see the fair Vale of Soy from which he was born. --hmmm.... I did't actually want to fight anyone, just explore... Lt. Oline is now an Amazon, str +1(6), move +2(24) Ninja Gareth frees a Giant Worm from NW Worm. Hvy. Infantry blessed at Western Temple. Pikeman and Elephant blessed at Northern Temple. Lt. Oline (6, +3 com), Devil*(8), and Wolf(4) attack Yellow's Bloodriver 25 (+1) defenders: Lucy (5), Griffin(6), 3 * Wolf(4). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 3 1 0 H *5* 0 No DEF: 1 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 11 0.82349 <-- Lives! Devil 8 13 0.56880 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.06129 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 5 6 0.17651 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 9 0.10466 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 5 0.01483 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 5 0.00404 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 5 0.00051 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining Bloodriver 25 looted for 195 gp(from Yellow). Lt. Oline &Co attack abandoned Torute Town26, Torture Town26 looted for 195 gp(from Yellow). Ghost(5) and Griffin(6) attack two Yellow Griffins(6), one east of Base Wolf 53 and one northeast of said city. One on water, one on shore. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Water/shore Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Ghost 5 6 0.84711 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 7 0.58486 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- Griffin 6 6 0.15289 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining Devil(7) and Elemental*(6) attack Yellow's City of Pain22(+1) defended by 2 * Hvy. Calvary(6). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 H *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Devil 7 8 0.56051 <-- Lives! Elemental 6 7 0.18750 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Cavalry, Hv 6 7 0.43949 <-- Dies... Cavalry, Hv 6 7 0.15504 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining City of Pain22 looted for 196 gp(from Yellow). Plt. Jones*(6) and Archon*(7) attack 62 defended by spider(4) WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 0 1 0 H *2* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 8 0.89582 <-- Lives! Archon 7 9 0.65245 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.10418 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining Spiders(350) pillaged at 62 and monies go to Plt. Jones' quest. Dwarves bought at 62 for 450 gold. 62 renamed Point Heart 62. Bloodriver 25 renamed Blood Bluff 25. Torture Town26 renamed Melon Bluff 26. City of Pain22 renamed Fort Pain 22. Toll Bridge 21 renamed Base Toll 21. Final Cities: 20 (+4) Gold: 3252 (+790) Income: 807 (+175) Expenses: 366 (+47). --oops, I messed up and added only +2 for searching a ruin rather than --+3 to Lt. Oline's experience level, but it shouldn't matter too much --(she was marked as having passed to level 2 already) Lt. Oline Experience: 21 Change from last turn: +4 Plt Jones Experience: 12 Change from last turn: +2 NA Gareth Experience: 3 Change from last turn: +3 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=8 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 8 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 8 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Friday April 24, 1998 at 06:16 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday April 28, 1998 at 06:16 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday April 28, 1998 at 5:16 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday April 26, 1998 at 03:54 AM EDT by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 8, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Yellow) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 14 0 14 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Hero 2 exp 13 0 13 Hero 2 lev 1 0 1 Cities 5 0 5 Gold 2118 0 2118 Income 196 0 196 Expenses 50 0 50 A hero, a demon and a devil were blessed in the East Temple. *************************************************** Lucy's body lies in an old, wooden cupboard, buried a metre below the ground in the middle of a compost heap. Only the priest attends the funeral, and he was only there because he got his directions mixed up. The headstone consists of a small rock, which rests at the head of the grave for reason only that a young child threw it there. Lucy is dead. But she died fighting, and for that reason, she will go down in Yellow history as a hero. And in this world, there is no greater honour. Meanwhile, Bill is flying towards the gold, when he hears screams. He stops, turns. Bill flies higher into the air, until he can see for miles around. In the distance, he sees bloodshed like he has never seen before. The Yellow cities are being taken. Bill searches for a hero who will defend them. He sees none. "Hey Shorty!" Bill yells to the dwarf. The dwarf scowls, sighs, and says, "Yes Bill?" "If they keep taking these cities, they're going to destroy Bread Basket!" "Why would you care?" Shorty asks. "I thought you told me these city things were giant holograms anyway. Of course, you only said that after I proved they weren't made of jelly." Bill shakes his head, finding a moment of clarity. "Bread Basket is where my family is!" Shorty raises his eyebrows. "Are they are mad as you are?" he asks. "What do you mean, mad? It's everyone else who's crazy." So Bill ignores the money, turns, and begins flying back towards Bread Basket. The defences are sparse, and have so far been easily overturned. The question is, will Bill be too late? Next: Turn 8, Side 3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 8 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Sunday April 26, 1998 at 03:56 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday April 28, 1998 at 03:56 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday April 28, 1998 at 2:56 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 8 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Tuesday April 28, 1998 at 12:29 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday April 30, 1998 at 12:29 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Wednesday April 29, 1998 at 11:29 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday April 28, 1998 at 12:29 AM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0017_01BD7236.01B547E0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 8, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright searches ruin SE Demon.+3 experience points. Kissinger visits Southern Temple. Gets blessed. +1 experience points. Also gets quest to pillage 919 gold. Roberts flies northwest, +0 experience points. New build Orcish Mob in 31-UN for 300 gold. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 12 9 0 11 1742 +0 +1 +3 +0 =20 = -300(new builds) Final 12 10 3 11 1442 income expenses start 388/265 finish 388/267 =20 Roberts views the situation in the central cities. The Blue Apocolypse certainly fights like it's the end of the world. He joins a fresh demon and awaits reinforcements. He uses the down time to start working on his re-election speeches. Maybe he will run on a peace platform. Kissinger takes his army into the Southern Temple recently vacated by=20 a blue army. He queries the priests there on the size and location of = the=20 blue forces. They claim their neutrality and refuse to cooperate. He=20 immediately requests that they sit down at the bargaining table to work this out diplomatically. This seems so natural to him. He gains = blessings for his entire army and a promise from the priests that they will bless all of our enemies that enter the temple. What a deal! Not even his=20 famous ancestor could have done this well. Knowing Kissinger's penchant for conquering, then returning , lands, they decide to test him with a quest. They offer him a powerful ally if he can conquer 919 gold from his enemies. They will see if he can hold these conquests when,=20 and if, he succeeds. Kissinger asks if he can use all the power = available to him to accomplish this task. The priests shake their heads and = wonder how this family tree has survived. Albright finds one last demon in the old Pentagon building. It was = working=20 on a project that was scheduled for completion 100 years ago! He just said the schedule kept slipping. "You know how these things drag on." Albright sends him back to JekylIsland to quell the riots there. He is concerned about Posse Comitatus since he works for the army. Albright quips,"The rules do not apply to us! They are for the human cattle!" = She promises the CIA will cover for the demon if he does his job and wanders into the woods. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn yy=3D8 = Side z=3D_4 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday April 28, 1998 at 05:31 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 8, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =1483, Hero (Famine/War) Experience=15/2 Hero Action: Famine recruits Giant Worm from SW Worm. Battles: Income: Outflow: Other Action: 64-Bilderberg razed. Final Results: Cities: 12 Gold: 1483 Income: 527 Expenses: 364 Final Hero (Famine/War) Experience: 18/2 Change from last turn: +3/+0 *** ShirKhan read War's report with some alarm. Apparently, War felt that Bilderberg was not up to SEO standards. "Are my own cities to be the casualties of War?" said ShirKhan to no one in particular. Although the precious income would be sorely missed, he began to see the strategy in War's actions. Could the Red Tape cross the scorched earth area and attack SEO holdings? If so, would it be worth it to them? Famine had been busy himself, but he had used more traditional tactics. Liberating a radiated worm from a rogue lab, he prepared to meet the enemy. ShirKhan noted that the troop build-up in Heinz 57 was behind schedule, but it appeared the deadline would be met. Reports from the north noted that the treaty with Politician Jones was being upheld. Armies marched wide around the camps of their allies towards battle with the Red Tape. White-clad sentries told tales of glorious victories in the distant northeast. Blue SEO soldiers trudged on while grumbling about the woes of a living government cutback... _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 9 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Tuesday April 28, 1998 at 05:31 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday April 30, 1998 at 5:31 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Thursday April 30, 1998 at 1:31 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 9 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 9 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Thursday April 30, 1998 at 12:00 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Sunday May 3, 1998 at 12:00 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Saturday May 2, 1998 at 11:00 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday April 30, 1998 at 12:00 AM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 9, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 3693 Leftenant Oline sat, legs dangling, over the edge of a seaside bluff near the town she had named Melon Bluff. She waited, breath holding, for signs of the etheral embodiement of her now dead teacher, Dragon Knight Philip. He and a Griffin had gone out to rid the seas of enemy Griffins, but had not been seen for almost twenty hours. Charlie, the Devil, walked over and sat down next to Krys. He laid a large claw over her shoulder and smiled -- a most humbling sight considering his hiddeously, long, pointed teeth. Krys resisted a shudder and returned her gaze to the ocean. "The soldiers have arrived from the north, my Leftenant. We can make haste. Whereforth art thou sad?" "Charlie, friendly Devil, thine heart is but brittle. The fees of service never did include thine most beautiful mentor. So it is with solemn tears that I plant for his return." And so they waited, but not for long before a Griffin was spotted. It had worn fur and a much bloodied raiment to mark its affiliation. Krys at once recognized it as the Griffin she had last seen Philip's Ghost with. Its startled cries seemed to burn with the setting sun behind its wings. "Lo! It speaketh," cried Krys, her heart preparing to burst. "Philip lives," Charlie translated, large teeth shining, "And is to Harry Town in much haste!" Lt. Oline startled, "He must have jumped the plan, thinking today was tommorow morn. Quickly..." Krys and Charlie raced into town, but of all of her soldiers, only a lone Griffin was up to travel -- and he was the one showing the new soldiers to their bunks. Without stopping, Krys and Charlie raced south to Harry Town. On the way there they met up with an evil Dwarf. "Stop, none shall pass," the Dwarf said. Charlie replied with a claw, and onwards they went. With Harry Town in sight they came upon a large Giant. "Stop, none shall pass," he repeated. Charlie again replied with a claw, and onwawrds they went. They had but reached the gate when a Heavy Calvary emerged. "Stop, this is Harry's Town. You are not allowed in." "Where is thine oft-loved mentor, the Dragon Knight Philip?" Krys asked, her eyes ablaze. "You..." the calavaryman gasped, recognizing Krys from her Wanted poster. "Prepare to di-- ow, that hurts," the calvaryman said, then fell off of Charlie's claw and onto the ground; Charlie kicked him once to make sure of the death. "Krys!" a familar voice shouted. Krys smiled to see Philip flying in. "Thou beat thine flying feet here." Krys laughed, and continued to do so as they set up in the town, preparing for the third part of the plan they knew as Operation Billy Bop. * * * Meanwhilist, Lazarus Jones, the great Politician for The Master, was growing impatient as a messenger spider arrived from the south. "Much beloved wealth and health upon thee's knees, good sir," it greeted like Yule, the peasent, from The Master's second book. "And twice for thee's head," Jones cried in the written response. "What news?" "I am to speak as Iline Montgomert hath spoken on to me. He has said many words of travel, but none of discovery and that he has not yet reached the leader of the red armies with our message of treatised peace until the turn of thirteen." Mr. Archon walked forward, his eyes speaking fro his soul; he knew what he was to be asked. "The Master's grand Politician, what shall I stretch in thoust's good verse and name?" "Send forward a messenger, and another, and thrice as many more into the land of red. And command them to use our most loved messenger spiders to return news post haste. With each shall travel the same, and should all knoweth of the Red Army's heart by tomorrow or that night least there be battle betweenixt our fair soldiers." "What message should they bring?" "Promise no travel above our '0th Parallel' and no battles between our fair forces and no harm shall be inacted until passed the turn of thirteen. Promise them that." -- Lalala... Giant Worm blessed at Northern Temple. Devil attacks Yellow's undefended Bread Basket 02, loots 211 gold. Lt. Oline(6, +3 com), Devil*(8) attack Yellow's Harry Town 27(+1). defenders: Giant(6), Heavy Cal.(6), Dwarf(4). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 3 1 0 H *5* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 11 0.85893 <-- Lives! Devil 8 13 0.57205 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- Cavalry, Hv 6 7 0.14107 <-- Dies... Giant 6 7 0.04915 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 5 0.00454 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining Lt. Oline loots 212 gold, pillages Giant(550 gold). Spiders bought at Harry Town 27 for 700 gold. Bats(160 gold) and Light Infantry(160 gold) purchased at Melon Bluff 26. Bread Basket 02 renamed The Basket 02. Harry Town 27 renamed Biles Bluff 27. Final Cities: 22 (+2) Gold: 3646 (+394) Income: 907 (+100) Expenses: 455 (+89). Lt. Oline Experience: 23 Change from last turn: +2 Plt Jones Experience: 12 Change from last turn: +0 NA Gareth Experience: 3 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=9 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday April 30, 1998 at 08:50 PM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0028_01BD7471.B74327C0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable This is a diplomatic message for Dark Lord Pi (White): Roberts eyes the messenger warily and remembers how much he hates = spiders. The bureaucrat attending the messenger tells Roberts how they = went through all the proper channels and managed to fill out all the = required forms for delivering messages. He nods at the large stack of = paper resting on the desk. Roberts is happy he purchased that paper = mill recently. He orders a jar of large flies for his guest and ponders = the message. The dark lord requests a truce for four days = (turns)pending his war with Crazy Bill. With the shadow of the = apocalypse on the east border looming large, he quickly sends the spider = back to his master with an acceptance. He points at the fly remnants on = the floor and tells a nearby orderly to "clean up that mess!" _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Saturday May 02, 1998 at 12:59 AM EDT by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 9, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Yellow) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 14 0 14 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Hero 2 exp 14 0 14 Hero 2 lev 1 0 1 Cities 3 0 3 Gold 1345 0 1345 Income 96 0 96 Expenses 23 +23 46 ************************************ Bill lowers his head. His home town has been destroyed, his family and friends with it. The evil White team have taken his empire, his family, and may soon take his life. For the first time in his life, Bill has a moment of true clarity. Insanity is brushed aside, as he suddenly grabs control of life. He knows what he has to do. He has to fight. But there is only one way to do that. He may die, but at least he will die for something. He will take as many Whites with him as possible, and not stop fighting until his limbs are scattered around the battlefield. But he cannot do it alone. He must find Harry, and them must go to the grave together. "Shorty!" he yells to the dwarf. "We have to find Harry." The dwarf rolls his eyes. "YOu mean, the guy you referred to as the `giant marshmellow man'?" "No!" Bill shouts. "We must find him, and we must fight together! We will pool our resources, and take as many Whites as we can to hell." The dwarf perks up. "Well, let's go then!" "To an honourable death!" Bill shouts. "To honour!" And so the end begins... ************************************* Next: Turn 9, Side 3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 9 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Saturday May 02, 1998 at 01:00 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday May 5, 1998 at 001:000 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday May 5, 1998 at 12:00 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday May 04, 1998 at 11:54 PM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0044_01BD77AF.CD7C4EE0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 9, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright heads east .+0 experience points. Kissinger flies north. +0 experience points. Roberts flies southwest, +0 experience points. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 12 10 3 11 1563 +0 +0 +0 +0 =20 = -0(new builds) Final 12 10 3 11 1563 income expenses start 388/324 finish 388/324 Roberts watches as the blue city burns on the horizon. He=20 knew this would be war. The EPA has already alerted him to the pollution the burning city is causing in the mountains,=20 without a permit! The fines will be expensive. Albright travels to the rear echelon to find some peace and quiet, and someone that will listen to her. Kissinger flies out of the temple with renewed vigor. He has=20 World Order to build! His mind continues to dwell on the quest he has been assigned. That is a challenge he cannot turn down. He flies north to help organize OUCH (Organization of Undeveloped Central Highlands), one of his stepping stones to the plan. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn yy=3D9 Side z=3D4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 9 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Monday May 04, 1998 at 11:55 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday May 6, 1998 at 11:55 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Wednesday May 6, 1998 at 10:55 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday May 06, 1998 at 04:51 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 9, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =1646, Hero (Famine/War) Experience=18/2 Hero Action: Famine achieves Cavalier rank. Battles: Income: Outflow: Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 12 Gold: 1483 Income: 527 Expenses: 446 Final Hero (Famine/War) Experience: 18/2 Change from last turn: +0/+0 *** ShirKhan eyes began to blur as he read yet another strategic proposal. What did it all mean? He understood the tactics of battle, but presently the goal of battle was in question. Was destruction in the plan he had originally outlined? Wasn't the purpose of the cull to provide more livable area for the remaining inhabitants? Or was the process cyclical -- destroy some of the people, only to see them regrow their numbers in the same undamaged dwellings that led to their original overpopulation? Whatever the case, Famine had requested to gather his forces at the Europium mines. War evacuated the Dysprosium mines in the face of the combined powers of the Red Tape leaders, Kissenger and Roberts. What would the fate of the profitable mountain mines be? The Red Tape's motives were uncertain now that it was rumored that they had agreed to a border with Politician Jones. The Red Tape had also been spotted -- in great force -- moving through the wilds east of the Niobium mines. Without the devil there to protect the people, what would the future hold for those citizens who had approached him what seemed like centuries ago? And was the news of the collapse of the Yellow Empire in the northeast to be believed? Whatever the coming days might bring, ShirKhan knew that much blood would be spilled. Although this was in accordance with his plan, would he be around to see the culmination? _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 10 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Wednesday May 06, 1998 at 04:51 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Friday May 8, 1998 at 4:51 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Friday May 8, 1998 at 12:51 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday May 07, 1998 at 08:56 AM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 10, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 4098 Krys felt ill and slowly rolled out of bed. It was still dark out, but something was wrong. A strange, yellowish glow seemed to be hitting her from her Matrix Shield. As her eyes darted amongst her armour, the quisieness eased resting on her bastard sword. The door opened, slowly at first, but then more confidently as a large, red Devil's head poked through. It was her Devil, Charlie, and his evil grin of white teeth would immolate a soul in fear; Krys returned a smirk as she finished lashing on her armours. "I hunger for mortal blood," Charlie roared. "Whatever that thriced damned Politician did not mention of these items of DOOM! is happening. It is the work of the Matrix Shield," Krys frowned, placing her hands on the handles. "Let us off." They traveled, under rising sun, through the grassy marsh with naught but a word betweenixt them. It was not the grey sadness, but the terror of death. A smokefire signaled the end of their journey. A smokefire and a yellow flag. Sitting on the ground was a Dwarf, his back to the travelers. Across from him was a strangely dresssed, young man, armed with a broadsword. The man, seemingly asleep, asked, "And.. you want... brains?" The Dwarf looked confused, and oh-so-slowly turned around. His face did a strange, contorted gasp as his eyes focused up the large, red knee of a Devil. He was dead, of heart failure, before he got above the white smile. "Must... not wake... Bill," the man said again. His eyes were closed. "Who art thou? What is this dread-laced Bill?" Krys responded, her hands amongst the glowing Matrix Shield's handles. "His... body to I... possess... upon heavy-lidded... sleep..." Krys stepped back, or would have, but the Matrix Shield pulled her closer. A heavy breathe on her left caused her to stir against the wind. It stopped suddenly, with a cry of pain. Krys turned and saw Charlie's claw punched through the side of the Ghost of an armoured soldier. The Ghost slid off, like ooze, and disappeared from the world. The man, who in his sleep called himself Bill, woke up, suddenly and all at once. Both eyes traced up immediately, pausing but briefly over Krys' shapely form until the white banner that she carried was visible. "He's awake," Charlie growled, "Let me devour his soul." Bill looked around, noticing the frozen body of his Dwarf, the remaining essence of his Ghost, and... "Wait a second!" he shouted, jumping to his feet, twirling in mid-air, and landing with sword drawn. Unfortunately, he happened to slice his Elemental (which had been hovering over his head). The Elemental growled, then fell to the ground gasping for air -- kind of awkward it being an Air Elemental, or at least appearing so in the dawn sun. Bill jabbed his sword in anger at the campfire. "You will pay for my pants!" Charlie leaped over the fire, like a monster -- well he was -- and tackled Bill to the floor. Bill's large, finely carved, broadword smashed into pieces against Charlie's taut stomach muscles. Bill's landing was softened by the dying Elemental. With Charlie's weight the Elemental was no longer dying, though. Krys was pulled forward by the Matrix Shield, inches over Bill's forehead. Bill tried to tell a distateful joke. He stopped, halfway through it, when the Matrix Shield unleashed a green bolt of energy into his brain. Bill's skin melted off, as did his muscle and most of his bones, until the only thing left was his skull and brain. They were encased by a strange, purple-slowing jelly. Krys picked up one of the Dwarf's bags, emptied out the girly magazines, and placed the Slime Skull in the bag. Both her and Charlie slumped to the ground, as if drained. "What was that?" Krys asked, putting away her Matrix Shield. "I don..." Charlie stopped in mid-sentence. He grabbed the yellow flag, pulling it up as both Krys and he levitated ten feet off of the ground. "What is happening?" "It must be the interaction of both items of DOOM!, they art bestowing the ability to fly!" "That will make our job easier in finishing the third part of the plan." Krys nodded her head, starting to get control of the levitation. "We art too late, by now Dragon Knight Philip and thoust's much beloved brother have turned the northern country under the white flag." She said, mumbling the words of Politician Jones' foolishness. "We will have to wait." And they headed off into the distance. * * * Meanwhilst, Politician Jones and Mr. Archon landed their hoverbug in front of a pair of large, pearly gates. The presence of the Demon of Trees accompanied them inside. "Greetings and love onto thee," Lazarus spoke to the hooded nuns. "And many blessing upon the traveler," they responded in unison. "I ask only guidance, for none art blessed more than those helped in need," he prayed, bowing as per the standard rules of conduct. The head nun bowed as well. She pulled Politician Jones into a back room. Mr. Archon tried to follow, but she 'politely' refused. As soon as the door was closed, and not a fraction of time before, did the headminister speak. "May The Master find love amongst the ignobles..." "...and upon the worthy shall the love be not in need," Plt. Jones finished the phrase from The Master's most spiritual of books. "What word?" he asked, taking a relaxing moment in a leather chair. "Your Ninja Assassin Gareth continues east, having stayed at a Temple to the North. He should complete his escape from the evil Ninja Assassins soon. And thoust's little prize continues to shine." "In quality or quantity?" "Both," the false nun smiled, "The Master, himself, has sent word of approval. She has but two items of DOOM! to acquire." "Yet my intelligence has placed her near the second, a jelly from an old labratory to the northeast. What is this third?" "It is already gained, or so nearly so." As Mr. Archon steered the hoverbug out of the Eastern Temple, he did not speak to his passenger. "Good and Bad," Lazarus finally mentioned. "In what measure?" "Good in the joy that is almost had. Bad in the coffers to our Leftenant." "Sir..." Mr. Archon began, but stopped himself. "San Mikael, it might have to be so. It might have to be." -- Dang. Have a good weekend everyone Ninja Gareth, 3 Griffins, and a Pikeman blessed at Northern Temple. Plt. Jones*, Archon*, and a Demon blessed at Eastern Temple. Devil(7) and Griffin(6) attack Yellow's Love Parade 23(+1) defended by 4 * Dwarf(4) WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 H *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Devil 7 8 0.53981 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 9 0.21539 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Dwarf 4 5 0.46019 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 5 0.29419 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 5 0.13995 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 5 0.03496 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining Love Parade 23 pillaged(Dwarf) for 225 gold, looted for 224 gold. Lt. Oline(6, +3 com) and Devil*(8) attack Yellow ne of Revenge 54 (open) defenders Bill(5, +3com, fly), Ghost(5), Elemental(5), Dwarf(4) WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Open/bridge/swamp Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 3 1 0 H *5* 0 No DEF: 1 3 1 0 0 *1* 0 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 11 0.81611 <-- Lives! Devil 8 13 0.50239 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 5 6 0.18389 <-- Dies... Ghost 5 6 0.09534 <-- Dies... Elemental 5 6 0.03394 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 5 0.00454 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining Lt. Oline retrieves Bill's items. Ghost(5) and Griffin(6) attack Yellow's Barking Dog 24 defending 2 * Spiders(4). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Ghost 5 6 0.57284 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 9 0.34232 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.42716 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.15105 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining Barking Dog 24 taken, 224 gold looted. Elephants bought at Love Parade 23 for 1500 gold. Love Parade 23 renamed Fort Show 23. Barking Dog 24 renamed Base Bark 24. Final Cities: 24 (+2) Gold: 3271 (+27) Income: 979 (+72) Expenses: 536 (+81). Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +1 Plt Jones Experience: 13 Change from last turn: +1 NA Gareth Experience: 4 Change from last turn: +1 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=10 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 10 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 10 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Thursday May 07, 1998 at 08:57 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Sunday May 10, 1998 at 08:57 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Sunday May 10, 1998 at 7:57 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday May 07, 1998 at 12:56 PM EDT by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 10, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Yellow) Initial Change Final Hero 1 exp 14 0 14 Hero 1 lev 1 0 1 Cities 1 0 1 Gold 461 0 461 Income 24 0 24 Expenses 12 0 12 **************** Harry watches Bill get slain with an air of dignity. "This is it, boys," he says, signalling his troops. "Today we fight. Today we die." Silence greets him. Fear flows like water through the faces of the townsfolk. Suddenly, one small boy steps forward. He carries a sling-shot, which he raises in the air. "I will fight!" he yells. Suddenly, applause breaks out. Then cheering. Then mad shouting, as they await the onslaught. Swords are waved in the air, axes are swung above their heads. "Come and get us!" they yell with the vigour of a fully trained army. "We're waiting for you!" Harry smiles, and raises his sword in the air. "Today, I am proud to be Yellow!" ****************** Next: Turn 10, Side 3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 10 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Thursday May 07, 1998 at 01:03 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Sunday May 10, 1998 at 1:03 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Sunday May 10, 1998 at 12:03 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday May 10, 1998 at 10:36 AM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_000C_01BD7BF7.B9F7B840 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 10, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright heads east .+0 experience points. Kissinger flies to the razed 64-Bilderberg. +0 experience points. Roberts flies southwest. +0 experience points. Part of the southern army makes a token attack on Niobium (41) to weaken the garrison there and set up conditions for possible cease-fire talks in the future. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 =20 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 1 No=20 DEF: 0 0 2 0 1 *3* 0 No=20 Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 6 6 0.01021 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00369 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00106 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00022 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00003 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Minotaur 6 8 0.98979 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 10 0.97447 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.91950 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.83398 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.69244 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.49594 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.27912 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.10491 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.01819 <-- Dies... Orcish Mob 2 4 0.00007 <-- Dies... Cavalry, Lt 2 4 0.00000 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 5 unit(s) remaining. A wandering griffin sinks a boat of heavy infantry north of 64-Bilderberg. Another wandering griffin attacks undefended Dysprosium (66) , loots 68 gold, sacks it for 850 gold, then razes it since it cannot be held. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 12 10 3 11 1627 +0 +0 +0 +0 +68(loot) = +850(sack) = -0(new builds) Final 12 10 3 11 2545 income expenses start 388/376 finish 388/322 Roberts wanders south to keep an eye on the south temple. =20 He is increasingly concerned about the gathering storm to the north. Albright continues toward her mountain retreat. She plans on working up some new air power demonstrations there. Kissinger sends a griffin to finish off the helpless Dysprosium (66). Then he also looks at the large white cloud forming to the north. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn = yy=3D10 Side z=3D4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 10 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Sunday May 10, 1998 at 10:36 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday May 12, 1998 at 10:36 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday May 12, 1998 at 9:36 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday May 13, 1998 at 01:42 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 9, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =1529, Hero (Famine/War) Experience=18/2 Hero Action: War blessed at West Temple. Battles: Griffin defeats Red orc near Niobium (41). Archon defeats Red griffin near Dysprosium (66) ruins. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Mountain Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 H *1* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Archon 8 9 0.65245 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- Griffin 7 7 0.34755 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Famine & stack defeat Red stack at South Temple. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Ruin/temple Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 3 2 0 *5* 1 Yes DEF: 0 0 0 1 2 *3* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 10 0.91273 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 7 11 0.83390 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.67992 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 12 0.50384 <-- Lives! Spider 5 11 0.21811 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 10 0.05407 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 10 0.00664 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Elephant 7 9 0.08727 <-- Dies... Spider 5 9 0.03776 <-- Dies... Spider 5 9 0.01227 <-- Dies... Spider 5 9 0.00258 <-- Dies... Spider 5 9 0.00025 <-- Dies... Archer 5 7 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 4 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Outflow: Orcs purchased at Niobium (41) for 300 gp. Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 11 Gold: 1229 Income: 428 Expenses: 477 Final Hero (Famine/War) Experience: 19/3 Change from last turn: +1/+1 *** ShirKhan studied the floorplan that was framed on the wall of his office. Planning for and hearing about battles had kept him too busy to learn as much as he would have liked about the history of the SEO. There were many offices near his that he had never visited. Certainly reports had been filed when they were due, but he knew that the staff only answered what they were asked. Now he needed input, not replies. His eyes dwelled on the representations of the library and the Historian's office. What could the past tell him of the future? But the present interrupted him... "Sir! Here is the report you requested from Famine," blurted the aide who had rushed into ShirKhan's office. He waited nervously until he received a dismissal gesture, upon which he hastily exited. So it was true -- Famine had liberated the South Temple from the Red Tape. ShirKhan read the details of the battle with an approving nod. The Niobium Devil had joined Famine's entourage which flew in from the Europium mountains, but not until after Famine had slaughtered the Red forces which attempted to prevent access to the temple. The Devil had suggested the continue on after healing in the temple, but Famine had wisely decided to await word from his master. ShirKhan, in turn, was awaiting intelligence reports. But when the field reports arrived, ShirKhan was still puzzled. The Red Tape had launched a suicide raid on the Niobium mines, had attempted to hold the South Temple, and had razed the undefended Dysprosium mining facilities -- yet they inquired about a cease-fire. The griffin defending the Niobium mines had scouted the wilds and had determined there was still a large army forming there. After confirming the presence of the two Red griffins in Geneva, the Blue griffin returned to the mines, stopping long enough to feed on some Red orcs hiding in the woods near the bridge leading into the city. Mr. Archon had flown into a rage at the news of the fall of Dysprosium. Disobeying his orders to defend the Europium mines until War returned, Archon hunted down the Red griffin in the mountains and destroyed it. He then called for reinforcements and sought shelter in the Dysprosium ruins. But would shelter be needed? What was the Red Tape up to? ShirKhan's mind again turned to history. Perhaps the Historian would be of some immediate help. "Send the Historian in at once," ShirKhan told an underling outside his office. While he waited, ShirKhan began to consider the details of an armistice with the Red Tape. He made a list of requirements: - no flying units in Geneva - free access to the South Temple - Kissenger and his forces to withdraw to the east In return, the SEO would: - remove all flying units from Niobium - allow access to the South Temple - not advance towards the ruins of Bilderberg It seemed if these conditions were met, then an accord could be reached. "You sent for me, sir?" came a voice from the office entrance. "Tell me, Historian -- is there a history of war between the Red Tape and the SEO, prior to this current struggle?" asked ShirKhan. "No. But certainly history still holds many lessons which shed light on your current situation," replied the Historian. ShirKhan sat down and motioned the Historian to do likewise. "I'm listening, Historian...." _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 11 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Wednesday May 13, 1998 at 01:42 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Friday May 15, 1998 at 1:42 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Friday May 15, 1998 at 9:42 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 11 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 11 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Thursday May 14, 1998 at 08:03 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Sunday May 17, 1998 at 08:03 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Sunday May 17, 1998 at 7:03 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday May 14, 1998 at 08:03 AM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 11, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 3714 --Note, it might be a little long. But I think it is good. --I somewhat changed the following battle's combanents in a way that --provides for a cooler story, but the deaths remain the same so it --shouldn't matter (basically I included someone in the battle who --wasn't, but was right next to it and could have joined just as easily --without effecting anything). Krys awoke to an uneasy feeling, but she could not put her finger on it. Absentmindedly, at least she wasn't paying too much attention with her eyes half-closed, she pressed her finger against her pillow -- or would have at least if it was under her head. In fact she again couldn't put her finger on much of anything. Startled awake, Krys was surprised to find herself floating ten feet above her bedding. She wiggled around, trying to stand, and fell with a large thud. Charlie, the red Devil that had been occumpaning her leaped to his feet, claws the size of small children were at the ready. Looking down at Lt. Oline he winced -- which being a giant, red monstrosity seemed very much like the stance before a pounce -- not once, but twice. "My Leftenant..." Krys stood, awkwardly, and she began to apologize when her mouth stopped working in the open state. Charlie turned, following her vision, and broke into one of his hiddeous smile of teeth. Dragon Knight Philip's Ghost smiled back as it landed and approached. With him were two Griffins and a pair of Pikeman. Both Pikeman watched the dirt on one knee until Krys ordered them to rise. "It is good to see thee, thine good mentor," Krys beamed. Her right hand nervously twitched for its want to hug a Ghost. "And thee brings all of thoust's joy. They art naught but ready." "Is it time already?" Charlie asked, checking his watch, "Already we art to move on their last men?" Krys nodded, silently. "This shall be the bloodiest battle of yet, and't is naught but early." One of the Pikemen gulped and raised a little hand. "Doth danger abide?" "In spades and scores," Krys frowned. The Pikeman looked at his friend, then snapped to a fierce salute. "Then we shalln't avaunt. Thoust's side doth hearts lay." "What nomenclature do thee hold?" "John..." the Pikeman stuttered, "Corporal John Big-Johns." Krys smiled at the proud man while her insides frowned. Minutes past and hour later did Krys Oline have the fierce duty to put John Big-Johns' eyelids to rest. She walked through the center of Revenge 54, careful to avoid the dying Heavy Calvary horse that Charlie was chewing on. The Griffins were parrying with an enemy Devil and Dragon Knight Philip was helping the other couragous Pikeman with an enemy Demon of some sort. If rumours held true, it was the Demon of Guts, a hiddeous, mutated monster made from bodies of the recently deceased. The Devil was known to Charlie as Sam, but didn't seem to be friendly. Krys waited, sword drawn, with both banners she carried planted on either side of herself, Yellow on her left, White on her right. For the tenth time she shouted, "Harry, I call thee for honourable death!" And for the tenth time she was rewarded with the emergeance of a soldier to die upon her sword. Krys flicked the gore off of her sword and shouted again, the flames of destruction around her coating the words. She had but reached the 'call' when a loud noise occupied her ears -- the direction was from her unguarded rear. The noise seemed to be of castle doors exploding, but Krys had used Bill's Skull to fly her troops over't. As she turned, the doors opened again to emit another soldier. This time it was not a soldier, but the large, armoured form of Harry. Krys felt both shock and relief when she noticed the force that her her pinned from the opposite direction. A Demon flanked one side, a large, winged man -- with cool RayBan Sunglasses -- flanked the other of the robed lunatic she knew as Politcian Jones, a fanatical priest of The Master. His eyes looked past her at Harry. "Leave now," Plt. Jones spoke while not even casting a fraction of a glance at his Leftenant, "this battle is not thoust's." Charlie stood, his teeth still holding horse meat, as the remaining parts of the horse fell to the ground. "Yes, leave," Harry said, he drew a jeweled broadsword from the scabbard on his hip. Krys was about to speak when she heard a startled cry. Turning back to Harry, she noticed the source. Dragon Knight Philip fell to the ground, his etheral chest missing a large gap where the Demon of Guts' hand was. That was a split second before she lost control of her legs and the world fell black. * * * Lazarus Jones smiled, somewhat, as Krys dropped unconscious where she stood. He watched as the enemy Devil swatted down the last of the Griffins and Krys' Ghost friend slid off of the Demon of Guts' arm. Both allies leaped to their leader's side, flanking him as Politician Jones was flanked by his Demon of Trees and by Mr. Archon. "I have been waiting," Harry said, flexing his wrists around his sword. "As The Master grants love, love shall be granted. As love is granted, love shall thee find. As love is found, so must peace be in death," Lazarus chanted from The Master's book on battle prayers which is one of the heftier volumes. As the last syllable finished its roll off of Lazarus' vile tongue, six monsters charged -- two disguised as Heroes. The Devil that had stood with Krys pulled her safetly up and out of the way. Jones did not care. Mr. Archon met with the enemy Devil, his large hands grasping the Devil's claws in a titanic wrestling match. Muscles rippled and strained all over both of their backs as they pressed on each other. The toothy Devil seemed to be a tad stronger, and Mr. Archon started to fall to his knees. His RayBans crashes to the ground and his Armani suit started to tear. The Demon of Trees charged at his fellow Demon. As they both got close violent tendrils shot over ten feet at the other. They played a game of cat and mouse, each loosing their specialty while the other playfully dodged. The ground was covered in burnt vines and splattered gore from their failed assaults. Harry and Politician Jones ran at each other, full stride, a second after their allies had lept forward. Harry's hands were tight around the gold hilt on his large broadsword. Jones' hands were bare and he was not wearing armour, so he would reach the upheld banners of Yellow and White that stood in the center of the base. As they both neared, Politician Jones began shouting without taking the necessary breaths inbetween. His words were formless and oft random as: "To change and courage I love naught but thine's might and with courage's keep to walls and forts to bring forth a form onto thee." Timed to his feet, Politician Jones stopped -- as if a wall had been hit -- and both his arms swung forward at the hair distant Harry. A green glow but lived a moment and the yellow standard on Politician Jones' left lunged forward and atabbed Harry down, to the ground. Harry's prized sword fell a few feet distant. "Please, mercy and kindness," Harry gasped, his hands upon the bleeding standard, as was a common surrender greeting. Lazarus made no mention of knowledge and lowered both his hands as one. The White Standard rose and knocked Harry's head back, lifelessly, to the ground. The Demon of Guts was distracted, as if an instant, by the newfound smell of blood, that he missed his chance of ducking underneath a wooden punch. His malformed body drooped to the ground, his head landed a second later. Mr. Archon struggled back against the Demon that overwhelmed him. Until The Master's prayers reached his ears and awoke the much valued blessings that had been heaped on his unearthly shoudlers. As battle turned on the Devil, the beast made if to run. A silent punch broke it in half, but did not repay Mr. Archon's loss in raiments. A spider messenger, who had hidden in the shadows the while, came forth onto Lazarus Jones. "Dear grace of The Master's presence," it spoke, chewing on each vowel in nervousness. "I art but to cry and lo, there thee be," Jones remarked with the hint of a smile. "Shall I off now? With only moments to pass?" Jones nodded, knowing the little guy would do what had been outlined before hand. * * * The little messenger traveled east, reaching his weariness, and another spider passed it on until his legs became stronger than his back. This continued along a command circuit until it reached the hands of a Corporal Nicol Wart, newly sworn in commander of The Vault. He thanked the little spider messenger who had brought it to him and then glanced at the seals on the envelope. He at once excused himself and traveled south to what was once a powerful mine. He found, inside the ruins, a large Archon with poweful army. They wore the blue standards and seemed friendly to the young Corporal. He opened the envelope, and drew from inside it a similar envelope. "This is for the fair leader that thee all know and love. It contains matter deemed post-haste by thine great Politician. Show't upon Lord ShirKhan before the day is through, I thank thee." Nicol bowed, as deeply as he honourably could, and left. He was not across the 0th parallel for ten seconds before he opened his copy. >Corporal Nicol Wart, as The Master knows of the lustful eyes it is >commanded onto me for thee to bring this letter and a similar onto >a commander of Lord ShirKhan: ~Dear Esteemed Lord ShirKhan, ~ As thee must be aware, the time of treaties and love doth ~draw to its end. If thou is so beseeched, I would welcome a peace ~until either the war thou shares with red has ended, or until a later ~turn (as maybe sixteen or later -- as suitable one as possible). ~ ~ A companion in wars, ~ Politcian Lazarus Jones, ~ Herald of The Master, ~ Duke of The Citadel, and ~ International Mystery Man Extrodinaire. * * * Krys slowly rubbed her eyes, but then jumped up. She turned, noticing Charlie standing protectively over her, and then at the twitching form of her mentor, Dragon Knight Philip. "Oh, dear spirits," she gasped, her hands trying to veinly hold the deceased form of her mentor. "I can protect thee... no longer..." he breathed. His eyes twitched in ghostly pain. "Charlie, it is upon thee and thoust's strong brother to watch against her harm." Philip coughed, but suddenly froze, his eyes above Krys' shoulder. Her eyes widened and her hands trembled. "Philip?" His twitching resumed, to a breathy sigh. She turned to notice the presence of Politcian Jones standing over her. "This is the doing of thee," she cried. "Naught thine blame to bear. Do not think the grief is thoust's alone, dear Leftenant," he spoke, voice firm and callous. "Do not speak harshly upon her fair hair... son," Philip said, slmost afraid of his dying voice. "Dragon Knight Philip has thoustly fathered?" Lazarus paused to speak, and breathed twice before he did. "Borne and trained twice have he. Loved and praised have I. In such shall he be honoured. Yet upon years have we not shown love." Krys turned, stunned, to her favorite mentor. Philip nodded, slightly. "Thoust's loved priests art naught loved by thine's heart." Two robed monks stepped forward, as Philip spoke of them. The more wizened one was armed with book and prayer. "They art here for rites, as promised in trade for was against the Scout kind. Although living priests they may be, they love not The Master, but live in prayer in the Western Temple." "Doth thee wish The Service?" Lazarus hesitated, and in it Krys smelled fear. "To honour thee, father." Dragon Knight Philip agreed, solemnly, but with much coughing. The priests carried, with prayer, his dying form to the blood-soaked center of town. Then they began their runes and wrought. Krys looked at Lazarus Jones with a sour face. He smiled with a deep frown. "Do not worry, trusted mercenary, they will uphold their bargain in thine's way. Dragon Knight Philip will die at dawn," Krys gasped at Lazarus' words, "and be reborne as Philip, the Dragon." --to be continued... --Oh yeah, Player 2 doesn't have much to do because I think he's dead, --but it is kind of his turn next although he has no men or cities so --I guess player 3 could start on his turn when he gets this??? Pikeman blessed at Northern Temple. 2 Griffin(6) and 2 Pikeman*(5) attack Yellow's Revenge 54(+1) defended by Harry*(6), Devil*(8), Demon*(8), Calvary Hvy(6) WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 1 0 1 0 1 HN *3* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Griffin 6 8 0.08768 <-- Dies.. Griffin 6 8 0.02255 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00115 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00010 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 9 0.91232 <-- Lives! Devil 8 11 0.79774 <-- Lives! Demon 8 11 0.48633 <-- Dies... Cavalry, Hv 6 9 0.09290 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 2 unit(s) remaining Plt. Jones**(7), Demon*(7), Archon**(9), Ghost(5) attack Yellow's Revenge 54(+1) defended by Harry*(6), Devil*(8) WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 0 1 0 NH *1* 0 No DEF: 1 0 1 0 1 H *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 7 0.88807 <-- Lives! Demon 8 9 0.78456 <-- Lives! Archon 9 10 0.52097 <-- Lives! Ghost 5 6 0.07952 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 7 0.11193 <-- Dies... Devil 8 9 0.03633 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 3 unit(s) remaining Revenge 54 taken, 230 gold looted, 600(Hvy. Calvary) gold pillaged. --Lazarous Jones completes his Quest, gains a Dragon. Archers bought at Revenge 54 for 1000 gold. Light Infantry(160) and Bats(160) bought at The Vault 65. Revenge 54 renamed Base Yell 54. Final Cities: 25 (+1) Gold: 3224 (-47) Income: 1003 (+24) Expenses: 630 (+94). Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 25 Change from last turn: +12 NA Gareth Experience: 4 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=11 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday May 17, 1998 at 02:50 AM EDT by Tim Lethbridge to all players; Round B, Turn 11, Side 2 (Bottom Burp, Yellow) Initial Change Final Cities 0 0 0 Gold 1 0 1 Income 0 0 0 Expenses 0 0 0 And so, the mighty Yellow empire has collapsed. However, like all great civilisations, the legends of the Yellows will live on forever. Countless volumes will be made up detailing the exploits of Bill, Harry and the ill-fated Lucy, in their efforts to further the Yellow cause, which ultimately ended up with their own destruction. For the moment, however, what remains of the Yellow is blood in the earth, and the memories of those who fought against them, and lived to tell the tale. And so the Yellow's diaries of battle will conclude fittingly, with the tombstone inscriptions of the Yellow heroes who died in battle. Lucy: This fine woman watched her town, Be attacked, destroyed, almost burned down, She saw her children's fear and pain, But never did her spirit wain. She sought revenge, she trained for weeks, She dieted on fruit and leeks. Eventually, Lucy was ready, Her body strong, her fighting steady. She stepped outside and went to fight, But then was killed before that night. Harry: Harry trekked across the land, Killing people with just his hand. His fighting skills were feared throughout, They trembled at his warring shout. He conquered towns and killed those in it, Taking often just a minute. Finally, the man was beaten, And by vultures he was eaten. And now, although his head was severed, Harry's soul will live forever. Bill: Bill was crazy as a lark, And yet his sword would find its mark. Insanity had been his curse, And yet his fighting filled his purse. Bill was as mad as any hatter, Yet enemies blood this man would splatter. And though he was a total loon, He did discover items of DOOM. Though Bill had problems in his head, He will be mourned, now that he's dead. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 11 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Sunday May 17, 1998 at 02:51 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday May 19, 1998 at 02:51 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday May 19, 1998 at 1:51 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday May 18, 1998 at 06:22 AM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0014_01BD81E3.13BDB140 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 11, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright heads east .+0 experience points. Kissinger flies towards the Eastern Temple. +0 experience points. Roberts flies southeast. +0 experience points. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 12 10 3 11 2684 +0 +0 +0 +0 +0(loot) = +0(sack) = -0(new builds) Final 12 10 3 11 2684 income expenses start 388/348 finish 388/349 Roberts stews over the horrendous news to the north. The=20 mighty Bill has been crushed. He wonders which dignitary he would have sent to the funeral, if there would have been a=20 funeral. His attention is quickly diverted by a messenger that has an offer from Shirkhan to the west. He notes the confusion that his actions have caused along the front. He calls in the Confusion Removal Service's (CFS-ANOTHER alphabet soup agency) local officer to explain how our actions have been=20 unclear. The officer complains that his is a new agency, and the new regulations are too confusing to operate under at this time. But he says they will write as many regulations as it takes until their purpose and direction are clear! He dismisses the=20 officer with a shake of his head. The officer smirks to himself as he thinks of how they will cause confusion while removing=20 confusion, but they will claim confusion is being removed because they say it is. A perpetual job! If only his bureaucracy professors could see him now. Roberts pens a message to Shirkhan in unbureaucratic fashion: Cease-fire in effect ASAP. Request terms. Note troop movements. Albright nears her mountain retreat. She can see the ruins of Iron Mountain nearby. Then she remembers something that was left there for emergencies. She wonders if it still functions. Kissinger receives his orders to vacate 64-Bilderberg. He flies his = army towards the Eastern Temple. It was hot around all the fires anyways. He salutes the late Yellow Warlord Bill, then wonders if he stood on his head long enough if the world would spin in the opposite direction. = What=20 an insane thought! *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn = yy=3D11 Side z=3D4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 11 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Monday May 18, 1998 at 06:23 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday May 20, 1998 at 06:23 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Wednesday May 20, 1998 at 5:23 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday May 19, 1998 at 06:57 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 9, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =1180, Hero (Famine/War) Experience=19/3 Hero Action: Famine blessed at South Temple. Famine receives quest (pillage 940 gp) at South Temple. Battles: Blue stack attacks White stack at The Vault 65. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 2 *2* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Spider 5 7 0.01507 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00464 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00097 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00022 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00003 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Orcish Mob 2 2 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Griffin 6 10 0.98493 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.95322 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.90248 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.81307 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.67433 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.49052 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.29156 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.12686 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.03327 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.00336 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 5 unit(s) remaining ~~~ War & Blue stack defeats White survivors at The Vault 65. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 0 1 0 H *2* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 2 *2* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 8 0.88063 <-- Lives! Archon 8 10 0.80632 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 11 0.64769 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 11 0.38694 <-- Dies.. Griffin 6 10 0.13122 <-- Dies.. Griffin 6 10 0.02184 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Griffin 6 10 0.11937 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.03330 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.01000 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.00182 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.00013 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 3 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: The Vault looted for 64 gp. Outflow: Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 12 Gold: 1244 Income: 527 Expenses: 434 Final Hero (Famine/War) Experience: 20/5 Change from last turn: +1/+2 *** Craven the Lame was a miserable little orc. All of his life, he had been alone and afraid. He grew up in the swamps near the road which joined, albeit poorly, the Europium and Dysprosium mines. Left to his own devices, he had learned to survive. He dreamed that someday he would be a feared warrior, but he had grown up weak and had developed a bad limp due to poor nutrition. He had quickly joined the SEO Army when they offered him a position as a messenger, but now he wished he had not been so eager. How had he gotten himself here? His orders were to follow the white-clad spider which had approached the Dysprosium mines, which had been easy enough. Although he hoped he would never face a giant spider in battle, he had no trouble keeping up with the pace one set. As the spider approached the mighty walls of the white fortress known as The Vault, Craven watched closely. Since The Vault had recently gone into a state of high alert, it was suspected that the main gate would not be opened. Hiding in the brambles, the little orc watched as the spider slipped into a small crevice which only someone who had hid all his life would notice. Craven backtracked to the SEO camp and reported what he had seen. A large group of spiders began to assemble, and the orc realized with horror that he would be expected to lead them back to the hidden entrance. He dared not argue and there was nowhere to hide in these mountains -- at least not from those horrible griffins -- so he turned to the north and gave the signal for the spiders to follow him. When they arrived at the secret passage, Craven pointed it out to the others. One of the spiders shoved him into the hole and the orc's heart began to race. Would he be in battle himself? He was of no use in a fight -- he had only a small dagger and no experience. He looked behind him and saw a spider bending its awful legs in a grotesque fashion to fit into the tunnel. He realized there was no turning back, so he crawled through the darkness, all the time wishing he was a proper orc and thus too big to fit into the cursed passage. Well, at least the griffins and that ghastly being known as "Archon" would be on his side during the battle. Craven pictured himself hiding somewhere while the fight raged until the flying creatures flew down from the mountains and killed the white soldiers. He noticed a faint light ahead and knew he was nearing the end of the tunnel. He scrambled out into the open air and looked around him. He was surprised that no enemy soldiers were there so he cautiously moved away from the opening to let the spiders spill out as well. As the last of SEO creatures came out, Craven heard a sickening sound and looked up to see spiders with white isignia patches dropping in from above. A trap! The orc searched for a hiding place while the rival spiders grappled with each other. He edged away from the confusion and turned back to look. His "comrades" fought well, but they were out-numbered and it was clear that they would not last long without help. Wondering where the flying troops were, he looked up just in time to see a white-clad griffin swoop down and grab him. It was the last thing he ever saw... +++ ShirKhan thought about the story which the Historian had just told him. "So my ancestor in this far away place continued his fight with Kamevil the Enemy while an unopposed army took over the lion's share of the land? That is illogical -- only a fool fights in a burning house." "Will you learn from the lessons which history offers?" asked the Historian. ShirKhan looked at the two messages which were on his desk. A continued peace with Politician Jones, or an armistice with the Red Tape? "Give War the go-ahead and tell Famine to leave the South Temple and head north," ShirKhan barked to his aide. To the Historian, he added: "How does it feel to have your head out of a book and on the chopping block?" _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 12 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Tuesday May 19, 1998 at 06:57 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday May 21, 1998 at 6:57 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Thursday May 21, 1998 at 2:57 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Friday May 22, 1998 at 03:42 PM EDT by Think on to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 12, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 3450 Krys did not sleep that night. She stayed a Dragon Knight Philip's Ghost's side. Lazarus Jones returned at dawn. With him were some strange priests, claiming lineage from some Western Temple. They threw dust and strange ointments around, chanting demonically as Politician Jones smiled them on. After only an hour had passed did they stop. Krys looked at her mentor one last time as he shuddered with a mortifying cough... and she blinked. When her eyes opened from a simple blink she had to blink again, and rub her eyes. Philip the dying Ghost was gone, and Philip the Dragon was here. "I do not understand," she began, Lazarus cutting off her speech with an icy, cold hand. "I said and't were doneth," he grinned -- very reminiscent of a Devil's hideous smile. "Politician Jones doth not lieth." The Dragon curled up, resting his head. He snorted briefly, "Let me rest, young ones." Krys bit her lip, turning away from Lazarus, but then back. "Thou doth reach too far... and have yet hurt too many." "Have I hurt thee? Thou shouldeth attend to her own affairs." Lt. Oline gasped, and stormed out of the castle. Charlie, her Devil friend, and the Demon of Trees followed her. After a few steps she looked at her comrades. "Charlie, what doth this Demon love?" "He aligns with thou," Charlie whispered in response. A messenger spider walked past at that moment, headed toward Lazarus Jones' encampment. "Hold thee!" Krys shouted. The spider turned and stopped. "What news bringeth thou?" "Good Leftenant," the messenger spider bowed, "I bring news from Ninja Assassin Gareth to our beloved Politician." As he straightened, a yellow birthmark on his chin became noticable. "Speak onto thine ears," she ordered, "and return as though message delevered." The spider wobbled, but spoke: "I have engaged another Giant Worm for our cause and leave to help Point Heart." The spider looked back toward the Base he was headed, but traveled away, back into the Marsh. Krys looked at her companions, concentrating her thoughts inwards. Charlie looked at her confused, "What doth change?" "We art to Point Heart, maybe a day ahead of Ninja Assassin Gareth, whereis we can arrest him and collect his reward." And they flew off... * * * Politician Jones thanked the priests again as he escorted them out of the building. Waiting outside was a little spider messenger with a yellow birthmark on his chin. It bowed. "By The Master I knoweth love," the spider paused, "Message delivered. Our great Leftenant is headed to Point Heart." "Good," he smiled, "Bring a warning to Ninja Assassin Gareth to not attend his capture, Messenger Mkalth." Messenger Mkalth bowed on his eight little legs and ran off. Politician Jones looked at the map he had set up against the table, little men were spread on it. A greasy, damaged note was sitting on one corner of the map. The note read: "We tried to hold them, after our initial ambush, but there were too many... and they had a leader. An evil man they called War. I believe my time is at last and that I shall serve The Master no more further since I've been slain from War's sword in my back. Live long, Nicol Wart." Politician Jones ran a hand over the note. "Yes, but I shall now see the treacherous blue burn for what they have done. Lt. Oline, unwittingly, has put herself in place for my retaliation." A messenger spider leaked in, his face somewhat bruised from months of messaging. "Good Politician?" Jones smiled at the little bug, "Take a message as follows: Dear Treacherous ShirKhan, Thoust did speak of honouring treaty's with strong faith and I was twice confirmered of such good will. Yet, thine city of The Vault, above the fair 0th parralel that thoust did set hath fallen to thoust's armies before the treaty had expired. If thoust doth pull back forces, and leave the proper tribute, this grievance could be oft forgotten. For as of THIS VERY MOMENT is our treaty in twain, and at no moment sooner. A betrayed man, Politician Jones." The spider nodded and ran off. Politician Jones grabbed the note and ran a hand along it. -- hmmm... Plt. Jones is now an Cavalier, str +1(8), move +2(24) Griffin, Pikeman blessed at Northern Temple. NA Gareth frees a Giant Worm from NE Worm. Catapult bought at Point Heart 42 for 1000 gold. Light Infantry bought at Point Heart 42 for 160 gold. Final Cities: 24 Gold: 2290 Income: 904 Expenses: 672. Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 25 Change from last turn: +0 NA Gareth Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +3 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=12 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 12 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 12 Gamefile Sent To: Bottom Burp (Yellow) (timmy@multiline.com.au) Date Sent: Friday May 22, 1998 at 03:43 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Monday May 25, 1998 at 3:43 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Monday May 25, 1998 at 2:43 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Saturday May 23, 1998 at 09:43 PM EDT by Tournament Headquarters to all players; Alas, the forces of Bottom Burp have fallen. Raider, it is your move! -- Moderators _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday May 24, 1998 at 06:14 PM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0015_01BD8724.3B55E7E0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 12, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright searches ruin Upper SE Flight. Finds Flight Item E. +3 experience points. Kissinger gets blessed at Eastern Temple. +1 experience points. Roberts flies northeast. +0 experience points. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 12 10 3 11 2723 +0 +1 +3 +0 +0(loot) = +0(sack) = -0(new builds) Final 12 11 6 11 2723 income expenses start 388/397 finish 388/397 Roberts thinks out loud as he contemplates his next move. He could sure use a blessing at the Southern Temple before facing the=20 approaching white storm, but dare he wait that long to travel to the front? His griffin stares at him as he talks to himself, apparently = waiting=20 for its name to come up. Roberts smiles at it, grabs his gear, and = barks=20 orders to leave immediately. To the front! =20 As he travels, Roberts assesses the latest situation. It appears to be a north/south war now. The cease-fire with Shirkhan will allow=20 all forces to concentrate on the northern border. He has heard=20 that Shirkhan has made a daring raid on a white city in the center. He was hoping to be able to offer some assistance, but the border arrangement with White remains in effect through turn 13. He must=20 abide by his agreements if future treaties, the foundation of the New Order, are to be viable. He orders Kissinger to vacate the Eastern=20 Temple and to not violate the 0th parallel. Albright enters Iron Mountain and prepares to relax. She must research better ways to control the public without them knowing they are being controlled. The change agents really blew that last town hall meeting. = That=20 embarassment will NOT be repeated. All of a sudden a messenger bird = lands=20 at her feet. She is tempted to ignore it, but it is urgent. After = reading the message, she smiles and searches for the flight item she remembered being there. She blows some dust off of it and immediately begins to = float. It does work. =20 She smiled because she is being ordered to the front. She is ready to = show=20 her stuff in some real action. Let some State Department peons handle = the home front. She has no tolerance for common folk questioning her = tactics. =20 They should pay their taxes, supply their children as warriors, and shut = up. =20 Let the elite build a better world!=20 Kissinger, escorted by two pikemen, enters the Eastern Temple. The wise men there point to a room for him to relax in as he waits. He does have time for a full-body massage. He receives his blessing and feels very=20 refreshed. He takes his army out over the water to find a strategic = position. War with White is now inevitable. He pores over the intelligence = reports. White is very strong. He begins some serious planning. Then his = thoughts go to his quest. He cannot surpress this desire to achieve it and make = the wise men happy. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn = yy=3D12 Side z=3D4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 12 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Sunday May 24, 1998 at 06:15 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday May 26, 1998 at 6:15 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday May 26, 1998 at 5:15 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday May 26, 1998 at 01:42 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 12, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =1337, Hero (Famine/War) Experience=20/5 Hero Action: Battles: Blue stack defeats White stack at Burrow Jade 08. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Griffin 6 8 0.50624 <-- Lives! Spider 4 6 0.18352 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.04077 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.49376 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.23371 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.04036 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Burrow Jade 08 looted for 47 gp. Outflow: Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 13 Gold: 1384 Income: 551 Expenses: 537 Final Hero (Famine/War) Experience: 20/5 Change from last turn: +0/+0 *** ShirKhan studied the message which the SEO communications department had received. ~Dear Treacherous ShirKhan, ~ Thoust did speak of honouring treaty's with strong faith and I was ~twice confirmered of such good will. Yet, thine city of The Vault, ~above the fair 0th parralel that thoust did set hath fallen to thoust's ~armies before the treaty had expired. If thoust doth pull back forces, ~and leave the proper tribute, this grievance could be oft forgotten. ~For as of THIS VERY MOMENT is our treaty in twain, and at no moment ~sooner. ~ A betrayed man, ~ Politician Jones." "That's it? That's the entire message?" asked ShirKhan. "Yes, sir. That is all we received," replied the communications officer. "Is this sort of message some sort of culture-specific form of humor among the people which Jones represents?" ShirKhan wondered aloud. "No, sir. As far as we can tell, Jones is serious." "But this doesn't make any sense. What treachery? Jones himself insisted on the clause which stated that the treaty ended when a foe was defeated, despite our objection to such a condition. It was Jones who made a treaty with our at-the-time enemy, which though not a technical violation of the treaty, was certainly contrary to the accepted customs of allies in war. And was it not Jones who sent a message flatly stating that our treaty had expired?" ShirKhan said with a puzzled look on his face. "No matter. Although it riles me to be called treacherous, it makes no difference whether Jones is confused, deluded, or simply ill-mannered. I will not let his insults cloud my thinking; but this message will not be forgotten. This communication does not warrant a formal reply -- we will let our actions speak for themselves." ~~~ In the swamps surrounding the South Temple, SEO troops stood within striking distance of Red Tape soldiers. Yet the order to attack never came -- instead only the repeated command to move north. Was it true then? Was there really a cease-fire with the Red Tape? Time would tell, because undoubtedly the red-clad soldiers were thinking the same thing. Would they avoid the immediate battle and head north as well? Exhaustion overcame a weary griffin who had flown from far away to visit the South Temple. None dared to force the beast to move until a massive bull-man mutant arrived. "Our orders are to leave the temple unobstructed, and if I can make it, so can everyone else." Dragging the tired griffin north, the bull-man soon ordered the rest of the SEO troops to go on without him and his "baggage". As he looked around at the miles of swamp surrounding him and the passed-out griffin, the bull-man began to wonder if he had been wise. Some Red soldier would probably not appreciate the road being blocked. But he had done all he could, and there was nothing else to do but wait. ~~~ Famine arrived at The Vault and sought War. A massive white build-up in Point Heart had been reported. SEO reinforcements arrived and the two generals decided to gather their strength before moving on. News of an SEO victory in the far west had encouraged the troops, as had the rumors that the Red Tape would soon be challenging the white soldiers for control of the northeast. One thing was certain -- ShirKhan's call for bloodshed was going to be answered soon, and in spades. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 13 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Tuesday May 26, 1998 at 01:42 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday May 28, 1998 at 1:42 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Thursday May 28, 1998 at 9:42 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Friday May 29, 1998 at 03:44 AM EDT by Thinkon@aol.com to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 13, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 2421 And so it was that Lt. Krys Oline waited for a day. And in that day did she learn of the death along the border. The power of the Matrix Shield beckoned her onward... to the southwest. Yet, she knew it would be too early. For a little spider had told her of Ninja Assassin Gareth's appearance. Then it happened, she convulsed over in pain... blood exploding on the floor. And everything went black. * * * Politician Jones felt a twinge in the back of his neck. He turned, looking at Mr. Archon and Philip, his new Dragon. They also seemed on edge, trembling and breathing heavily in a cold sweat. "What? What is it?" Lazarus Jones stammered. He bit his lip, flashed a prayer of The Master's, and regained his posture. Mr. Archon recovered next, turning toward his leader and adjusting his shades. "Sir?" "San Mikael," Plt. Jones began, but stopped. The Master's words of lively coursed through his blood with newfound vigor. "The time is about on us." "What do you..." Mr. Archon stopped, noticing Philip's erratic motions. "Dragon Philip?" Philip roared, spreading his wings, and knocked Mr. Archon to the ground. He launched through the roof of the keep, sending bricks around the room. Mr. Archon leaped after him, landing on the hoverbug that Politician Jones parked outside. "Do not go!" Politician Jones shouted as Mr. Archon chased the fleeing Dragon into the distance. Politician Jones gulped once, "For the five items of DOOM! are almost in one place. Their way cannot be stopped now. The Master will live!" * * * Ninja Assassin Gareth slipped up the rocky shorelineof Point Heart. Ten sentries above watched the skies as he climbed the wall. One seemed to spot him, but the man could not have been more blind. Gareth smiled, crumpling Politician Jones' note. As he scaled down the far side of the wall he searched with his eyes, smiling inwards. Then he gasped, a man, dressed in black atire, was standing before him. Gareth soundlessly formed into a striking kata, but the stranger did not respond in kind. Instead he saluted with three fingers and bowed. Gareth listened to the man's soft whisper, barely differnet than the wind, as he said, "The poison was delivered. Krys Oline is catatonic. And... I believe she has started to... change." * * * Iline Montgomert splashed some water on his face, reviving the loss of feeling that came with hard travel. He glanced at the sky before heading off. Near a ruin he spotted a caravan of griffins -- they wore blankets of red. Two were occupied -- one by a winged human, the other by the Dread Pirate Roberts. Iline watched for a moment, timing their travel and direction in case he were to live. He than ran to the shore, near where they flew. "Good sir, Roberts!" he shouted, holding up the message in his hand. * * * Similar messengers, though most of the other were little spider messangers, were sped to converse with red heroes and leaders. Each carried the same, limited edition message, different in the name of the addressee (all were handwritten, signed, sealed and numbered from one to fifty. A couple of the extras went to Plt. Jones' family and friends). ~Dear Roberts, ~It has come to my attention that turn 14, the day in which ~our wonderful cease-fire is to end, is but upon us. I have no doubt that ~hostilities willeth result in great loss in men and cities ~for both of our forces, but most noticeably mine -- at ~least for the first wave. That is why I propose the following ~agreement: I can nearly guarantee that you shall live and ~prosper. As you know, under my authority the most cities and ~armies are governed. Then would come the treacherous, contract ~braking armies under the fascist ShirKhan (I doth not know if he ~is a fascist, but it sounds like a mean thing to say) who possess ~more than half my number of forces. Yet, my ability to revive The ~Master would be jeopardized against the combination of your two ~forces. ~ ~That is why I propose the following: From the moment of my turn forth ~all of my armies and yours shall be directed to desstroying blue to ~the city and the man. Any city you currently hold, and any you take ~from blue from this moment on is yours to keep forevermore. I shalleth ~deny my forces from any hostilities against yours if you promise to ~not attack nor move toward my cities north of the 0th parallel. ~ ~Or in short: Both your forces and ShirKhans could take all my cities, ~but would you win? Would your level of success be as good as my ally ~and so prone against the treacherous blue's back? ~ ~ Sincerly, ~ Politcian Lazarus Jones, ~ Herald of The Master, et al. ShirKhan, at the same time, was delevered by an ill-fated mercenary, a note: ~Dear my enemy, ~ As your armament and continued attacks show that you do not plan on fulfilling ~the section of our agreement which stipulated that peace would be upheld for the duration ~of the contract or the party that broke the contract would pay a severe penalty I am ~forced to announce my intention of war upon your armies. ~ Yet, my matter of speaking to you is on words that have been spoken. It has ~come unto thine's attention that you believe that my previous letter had spoken of ~our treaty having ended when my exact words were: 'doth draw to its end' which ~meant that the treaty was soon to expire. As The Master doth not love ignorance it ~came about me to inform you thus. ~ ~ May good health find you for the last of your days, ~ Politcian Lazarus Jones, ~ Herald of The Master, et al. --the change in Plt. Jones' speach pattern is on purpose. (I mean the --idea came to me because I was lazy, but it is on purpose none-the-less) Pikeman blessed at Northern Temple. Final Cities: 23 (+0) Gold: 3252 (+0) Income: 880 (+0) Expenses: 791 (+0). Lt. Oline Experience: 22 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 25 Change from last turn: +0 NA Gareth Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=13 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 13 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 13 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Friday May 29, 1998 at 04:08 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Monday June 1, 1998 at 04:08 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Monday June 1, 1998 at 3:08 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 13 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Monday June 01, 1998 at 10:48 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday June 3, 1998 at 10:48 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Wednesday June 3, 1998 at 9:48 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday June 01, 1998 at 10:48 AM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0019_01BD8CE7.8A34EBE0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 13, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright flies north. +0 experience points. Kissinger flies north. +0 experience points. Roberts flies east. +0 experience points. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 12 11 6 11 2714 +0 +0 +0 +0 +0(loot) = +0(sack) = -0(new builds) Final 12 11 6 11 2714 income expenses start 388/461 finish 388/464 Roberts reads the message sent by the White warlord and betrays a look of surprise. He does not believe that he and Shirkhan (Blue) can defeat the White empire, just stall their advance and maybe=20 claim a few border cities. He also considers that he may not live=20 through this. The soldier that escorted the White=20 messenger to Roberts requests permission to kill him for spying. =20 Roberts eyes the soldier and reminds him that messengers enjoy=20 diplomatic immunity! He motions for the messnger to be allowed to leave and signals his messengers to be ready. He is concerned=20 at the accusation of treaty non-compliance by Shirkhan. The future=20 NWO depends on treaties! He calls for the Secretary of Treaty=20 Compliance and the Chairman of the Senate Treaty Monitoring=20 committee for discussions. He hates to deal with the Senate, but this is one aspect of foreign policy that they do have a say in. The=20 Secretary announces that the treaty between Shirkhan and the White warlord is their business, but that it appears that Shirkhan has = validated his position. The Senator wants to perform an investigation and appoint a special prosecutor to handle it. Roberts tells his messenger that the truce with Shirkhan will remain in force.=20 =20 Roberts pens a message to the White warlord that the NWO cannot be established with his empire stretching so far. Since the border agree- ment has expired, prepare for hostilities. Albright gets orders to proceed to New Fort Knox to make a withdrawal. She floats skyward and resumes her journey. Kissinger flies north to see about fulfilling his quest. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn = yy=3D13 Side z=3D4. _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday June 02, 1998 at 04:20 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 13, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =1398, Hero (Famine/War) Experience=20/5 Hero Action: Battles: War & stack defeats White stack near Point Heart 62. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Forests Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 3 2 0 HN *5* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 11 0.99935 <-- Lives! Devil 8 13 0.99499 <-- Lives! Demon 8 13 0.94706 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 8 13 0.64573 <-- Lives! Defense Units: --------------- Wolfrider 4 6 0.00065 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 4 0.00006 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 4 0.00001 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 4 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 4 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Outflow: Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 13 Gold: 1398 Income: 551 Expenses: 618 Final Hero (Famine/War) Experience: 20/5 Change from last turn: +0/+0 *** ShirKhan heard a commotion in the main communications room. When he entered the room, everyone was quiet except for one technician who couldn't seem to stop giggling. "What's so funny?" asked ShirKhan without mirth. "Nothing, sir. It's just that we received another message from Jones, and he called us ignorant. Can you *imagine* -- him calling us ignorant?" the young man replied. "There is nothing to laugh about. Can you *imagine* fighting on the front lines against the forces of Jones? Would you think that was funny? I didn't think so," ShirKhan said sternly. "Everyone listen to me. Jones is apparently not in full control of his mind, but he is still a dangerous enemy. His slanderous remarks about us will be recorded in the history books unless we can defeat his white troops. So let us concentrate on battle, and not on petty insults." "Sir, what of the mercenary who brought the latest message from Jones?" asked a security guard. " Send him back with the following reply: ~Attention Jones: ~ ~Below you see a duplication of part of a message which you sent: ~ ~>I have seen thy letter and do think a treaty wise until ~>the sun turns to eighteen or a foe has been slain. A ~>treaty of no hostilities or conquest across the ~0th ~>parallel being the terms. ~ ~Also, you have signed your messages in the following fashion: ~ ~>Until a foe's death ~ ~Your own public records document your understanding of the treaty as: ~ ~>Lazarus Jones had the stipulations of no crossing ~> 0th parallel without permission, the loss of occupying ~>across said border, and the duration until a foe had ~>passed or had the turn of 18 passed. He had even ~>taken the liberty of already signing his name. ~ ~As to your message stating that peace "doth draw to an end", I agree that it ~means that peace was "about to end". But was not the condition then met -- ~the fall of Base Yell heralded the passing of a foe, and thus the end of the ~treaty. Certainly, the message could not have meant that turn 18 was about to ~pass, so what else could it have meant? ~ ~At any rate, I do not consider any act of the SEO or its forces to be in any ~way treacherous, and I am confident that an objective observer would ~agree. I prefer to resolve any further disputes on the battlefield. A copy of this ~document will be sent to Red's newly formed investigation department. ~ ~That is all, ~ShirKhan *** Meanwhile, far to the north in the rugged Central Mountains, War supervised defense preparations at The Vault while Famine flew west to lead the fight there. Blue-clad SEO troops trudged through the rough terrain to defend against White attacks. Just as Famine left, an aerial recon team returned to The Vault and reported White troop activity to the northeast. War led a counter-strike team to the wooded area which disrupted the road that led from The Vault to Point Heart. From high above, War saw White soldiers constructing some sort of fortification while a snarling trained wolf stood guard. Motioning to his comrades, War dropped down on the wolf, snapping its spine and ending its life painfully. He turned in time to see the SEO squad butchering the helpless white-clad soldiers. War knew that future fights would not be this easy, and he headed back to await whatever Jones would throw at The Vault. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 14 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Tuesday June 02, 1998 at 04:20 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday June 4, 1998 at 4:20 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Thursday June 4, 1998 at 12:20 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday June 04, 1998 at 10:24 AM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT CORRECTION FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 13, SIDE 04 (Blue) Final Hero (Famine/War) Experience: 20/6 Change from last turn: +0/+1 _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 14 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 14 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Monday June 08, 1998 at 11:32 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday June 10, 1998 at 11:32 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Wednesday June 10, 1998 at 10:32 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday June 08, 1998 at 11:33 AM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 14, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 2523 Ninja Assassin Gareth smiled, watching Krys writhe in pain. She winced a yellow glow around her frail body. Movement caught the ninja's attention and he spun around, katana tipped slightly from its scabbard. "Who are you?" the Demon belowed, it's sharp white teeth glimmering. Gareth raised his hand, slowly as though he was about to salute. "Goulatii," he shouted. Green dust sprayed across the Demon, who was known as Charlie,'s face. Charlie wobbled and then fell to the ground unconscious. As the noise swam in of the fall, vines shot out from the walls for Gareth's arms. He was slammed backwards, not resisting, as the Demon of Trees rose from the floor. Gareth laid a palm on the vines around his right wrist. "Garoutalloon," he whispered. The Demon seized up and fell to the floor in a ball. It trembled like an earthquake, but a one-point-two in relation to Lt. Oline's shaking. And it was then that Lt. Oline's eyes popped open. But where once there were eyes of courage now was just a solid black mask, no white showed into her corrupted heart. "Gareth," she said, rising. The Ninja Assassin prevented any fear from shaking his roots, "my Ninja Assassin," she bowed, crisply. When she rose a smile crossed Ninja Assassin Gareth's face. "What is thy bidding?" "Death." * * * A lone spider messenger walked up to The Vault, or at least what remained of the once proud city. It slowly approached the guard. A spider walked up to him, not allowing him to get too close to the shaky walls. "What business, little boy?" it clicked. "I bring a present to end the hostilities," he said, his voice as soft as the dead. The little messenger spider pointed behind himself, at a chest of gold. Before the wall's commanding spider could react, three spiders ran to the chest. One opened the chest, only to discover a dead bat lying on the top of it. The bat wore blue. Before any of them could shout trap, a legion of Spiders, Pikemen, Dwarves, and Wolfs dropped *out of the sky*; the wall commander screamed, noticing the floating army approaching. A glowing, human female floated in the middle. She was accompanied by Spiders, Griffins, a Demon of Trees (strangely induced), a Demon (similarly woozy), Wolfs, Dwarves, Pikemen, an Elephant, a Catapult, a giant Minotaur, and a Giant Worm. Most had sailed over the wall as his cries repeated. Inside the castle the battle was fierce. The ballistae and trebuchets helped take out approaching Spiders and Griffins as the other minions wrestled. War ran out of his quarters, screaming, as the Allies sparred. Devil against Devil, and Demon of Trees against Demon of Snow. Lefteneant Oline landed in the middle, but made no move to draw sword. Charlie leaped to her defense as War tossed his scythe at her. He died at her feet, without a flinch from his sacrifice. The Demon of Trees was laid waste as an enemy Elephant stabbed him in his back with its tusks. A white-banded Griffin picked up the Elephant and dropped him over a spiked fortification, seconds before a ballistae ended its life. The battles outside dwindled down, leaving only Krys and a few Spiders standing in the middle of the fort's grounds, surrounded by War and his three Allies: a Giant Worm, a Devil, and the Demon of Snows. "It is over," War cackled. A red laser went unnoticed as it traveled up his shoulder and over his forehead. At the other end of the laser, Ninja Assassin Gareth raised a magical crossbow. He held his breath and began to squeeze the trigger when a roar startled him. The bolt sailed cleanly by, impaling a wounded enemy Spider. War turned to see the source of the roar, but for some reason the Giant Worm did not. If it had it would have seen a large, ferocious Dragon decending towards it; the Dragon decended at a speed that would normally have been stopped by a hundred foot crash landing. By using the Giant Worm as a brake it managed to stop in ten. The Demon of Snows leeped forward, shooting ice at the Dragon. Fire-breath met the ice in a beautiful dance of death before turning on the Demon. It popped under the heat and was melted into the soil. Before the Dragon could move against War, the Devil lunged at it, tossing them both to the ground. War ran back into his keep. He stopped at the door when he heard loud thunder. Turning, War saw the Devil drop backwards dead. Multiple smoking holes littered its back. The air whooshed around his robes as a hoverbug landed. A large man in a trenchcoat and sunglasses rode aboard. He aimed his large handgun at War. Ninja Assassin Gareth ran into the keep, while everyone else was distracted. He grabbed War's standard and jet-pack and ran off. As he landed outside he heard some more of Mr. Archon's gunshots. War coughed as he lost feeling in his legs. He pulled on the straps of the Neutron Bomb he had been given. Mr. Archon fired some more, trying to stop War's pulling. A giant explosion washed out, forming a mushroom cloud that could be seen for miles. Then it collapsed in on itself. And it vacuumed into a small, glowing ball where War had previously stood. Krys, her hand now outstretched, flew forward and grabbed it. It metamorphed into a metal gauntled around her right hand. Then she woke from her trance and feinted. The Dragon, known as Philip since it contained the spirit of her Dragon Master Philip, lifted up her unconscious body and flew away. Mr. Archon started his hoverbug and flew after. * * * Politician Jones smiled, watching his forces get ready. As a spider messenger approached from the distance Lazarus took out a map and began to make plans, confident in the news that would be brought to him. In fact, he had already dismissed a previous messenger to blue's forces. It carried the following message: ~Dear ShirKhan, ~ Regardless of whether or not our treaty was broken, the ~terms of it have been brought closed upon your agent's demise. ~ If you seek treaty you may turn your forces away and keep ~the Colour Burrow you currently control. Else more vengance shall ~be brought forth. ~ ~ Sincerly, ~ Politician Lazarus Jones, ~ Herald of The Master, et al. Jones looked at the map, marking with pencil some enemy movements. He flicked a chicken scrath along an enemy city to denote its strength. "Good, they are almost in place." And for once, probably the first time in his whole life, Lazarus Jones demonically laughed. -- The battle below should earn me a non-prize award this round, -- you think? It took a long while to revert well. Pikeman blessed at Northern Temple. Battle's against Blue's The Vault(+2) follow: Defenders: War(6, +3, fly), Devil*(8), Demon*(8), Worm*(8), Elephant(6), Griffin*(7) * 2, Spider*(5) * 3, Spider(4) * 7, Bat*(2). First Wave: Spider(4), Dwarf(4). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 1 3 2 0 2 HN *5* 1 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Dwarf 4 3 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Devil 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Demon 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99998 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99970 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99545 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.94237 <-- Lives! Giant Bat 2 7 0.48872 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 17 unit(s) remaining Second Wave: Spider(4) * 2, Pikeman*(5), Wolf(4). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 1 3 2 0 2 HN *5* 1 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 4 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Wolfrider 4 3 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Devil 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Demon 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99998 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99974 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99750 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.97971 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.87418 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.49122 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 16 unit(s) remaining Third Wave: Spider(4) * 2, Pikeman*(5), Dwarf(4). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 1 3 2 0 2 HN *5* 1 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 4 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Dwarf 4 3 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Devil 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Demon 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99998 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99974 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99750 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.97971 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.87418 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.49122 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 15 unit(s) remaining Fourth Wave: Spider(4) * 3, Wolf(4). WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 1 3 2 0 2 HN *5* 1 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Wolfrider 4 3 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Devil 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Demon 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 8 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 1.00000 <-- Lives! Spider 5 12 0.99997 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99958 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99633 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.97328 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.85127 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.45598 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 14 unit(s) remaining Fifth Wave: Devil*(8), Demon*(8), Elephant*(7), Catapult(4), Griffin*(7) * 4. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 1 0 NHC *0* 1 No DEF: 1 3 2 0 2 HN *0* 1 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Demon 8 7 0.12589 <-- Dies.. Devil 8 7 0.06598 <-- Dies.. Elephant 7 6 0.02968 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.01437 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00304 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00036 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00001 <-- Dies.. Catapult 4 3 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 5 0.87411 <-- Lives! Devil 8 7 0.83064 <-- Lives! Demon 8 7 0.74158 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 8 7 0.62588 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 5 0.48855 <-- Dies... Griffin 7 8 0.39811 <-- Dies... Griffin 7 8 0.22466 <-- Dies... Spider 5 6 0.08948 <-- Dies... Spider 5 6 0.03900 <-- Dies... Spider 5 6 0.01267 <-- Dies... Spider 4 5 0.00257 <-- Dies... Spider 4 5 0.00053 <-- Dies... Spider 4 5 0.00006 <-- Dies... Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 4 unit(s) remaining Sixth Wave: Dragon(7), Archon**(9), Worm*(8), Minotaur(6), Spiders(4) * 4. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 2 0 NH *0* 0 No DEF: 1 3 2 0 2 HN *2* 0 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Dragon 7 7 0.63115 <-- Lives! Archon 9 9 0.50560 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 8 8 0.29718 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.14174 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.07091 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.02712 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00672 <-- Dies.. Minotaur 6 6 0.00072 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 8 0.36885 <-- Dies... Devil 8 10 0.22503 <-- Dies... Demon 8 10 0.06944 <-- Dies... Giant Worm 8 10 0.00832 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining The Vault sacked, Spiders(350), Infantry(80), loot(53) gold. Bats bought at Base Bark 24 for 160 gold. Light Infantry bought at Base Bark 24 for 160 gold. Bats bought at Base Yell 54 for 160 gold. Light Infantry bought at Base Yell 54 for 160 gold. The Vault 65 renamed Blue's War 65. Blue's War 65 razed. Final Cities: 23 (+0) Gold: 2366 (-?) Income: 880 (+0) Expenses: 731 (-60). Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 25 Change from last turn: +0 NA Gareth Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=14 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Wednesday June 10, 1998 at 07:42 PM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0010_01BD949F.770A0C20 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 14, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright searches ruin Eastern Gold. Finds 1223 gold. +3 experience points. Kissinger conquers White city Base Bark 24. Loots 51 gold. Sacks for 430 gold. +2 experience points. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 =20 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No=20 DEF: 0 0 0 0 2 *2* 1 No=20 Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Griffin 6 8 0.00358 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00024 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00005 <-- Dies.. Archer 4 4 0.00001 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Elephant 6 8 0.99642 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 10 0.99012 <-- Lives! Cavalry, Hv 6 8 0.96395 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.91518 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.81891 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.65620 <-- Lives! Spider 4 8 0.43262 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.20246 <-- Dies... Spider 4 8 0.04908 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 6 0.00142 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 6 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 =20 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 2 0 HN *4* 1 No=20 DEF: 0 0 0 0 2 *2* 1 No=20 Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 7 10 0.99606 <-- Lives! Devil 9 12 0.98891 <-- Lives! Demon 8 11 0.95933 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 9 12 0.89110 <-- Lives! Elephant 7 10 0.71000 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 12 0.50641 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 12 0.17700 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 8 0.00355 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Elephant 6 7 0.00394 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 9 0.00149 <-- Dies... Cavalry, Hv 6 7 0.00014 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00002 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00000 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 6 unit(s) remaining. Base Bark 24 renamed 24-World Court. Roberts gets blessed at Eastern Temple. +1 experience points. New build Catapults in 24-World Court for 1000 gold. New build Spiders in 55-JekylIsland for 700 gold. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 12 11 6 11 2638 +1 +2 +3 +1 +51(loot) = +430(sack) = -1700(new builds) = +1223(Eastern Gold) Final 13 13 9 12 2642 income expenses start 388/530 finish 412/461 Roberts is awakened by an aide who has a sick look on his face. He is requested to step outside. Unbelievable. Though the city formerly known as The Vault is almost two days travel away, the glow of its burning can be clearly seen! The mighty city of our present ally has been defeated. Roberts gets a sick look on HIS face. He is solemnly digesting the news when a courier races up and announces "War is Dead!" Roberts queries,"Why, has peace broken out all over?" "No, Milord, the mighty Blue Hero War has been killed!" Roberts pales momentarily, then recovers his sensibilities and orders all troops = to the front. He sends word to Kissinger to assault the White city Base Bark 24 as planned. The border treaty with White will end=20 with bloodshed. =20 Roberts quickly moves his airborne army to the Eastern Temple and occupies it. He enters the temple and receives a much needed blessing. He suddenly feels peaceful. He is reminded of the NWO saying - = Perpetual war for perpetual peace. Maybe it's starting to actually make sense! He begins to study the new situation. Kissinger eyes Base Bark 24 with evil intent. The desire to fulfill his = quest clouding his judgement. He clears his head with a toss, and orders the=20 first wave against the city. They are successful in weakening the = spiders protecting the wall and distracting the griffins therein. He swoops in = with his large , powerful army and destroys the defenders. Base Bark 24 is = his! Again, the quest drives his actions, so he orders the city to be sacked. His captain warns him that Roberts will be furious, but Kissinger tells = him he has something else in mind. "See all these trees?", he mutters. = Then he smiles and walks away. Later, a team of engineers arrives and is immediately set to work on the pile of trees sitting nearby. The = captain nods, "Catapults, I should have guessed, but won't the EPA be upset?" Kissinger informs him that they have no jurisdiction in conquered lands, = so he will do as he pleases. He orders a courthouse built. "This will be = the site of our World Court," he announces "and war criminals will be = hanged!" No NWO without a world court. Albright secures an IMF loan of 1223 gold for operations. But she is not happy. She encountered an Old Guard that actually asked what we planned to do with the money! How impetuous. She'll be glad when these dinosaurs that worry about debt and financial stability will wither away. The NEW World Order has no need for them. Of course, the taxpayers will back the loan. She flies to Breton Ash and awaits orders. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn = yy=3D14 Side z=3D4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 14 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Wednesday June 10, 1998 at 07:42 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Friday June 12, 1998 at 7:42 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Friday June 12, 1998 at 6:42 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Friday June 12, 1998 at 12:02 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 14, SIDE 03 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =1255, Hero (Famine) Experience=20 Hero Action: Battles: Famine and stack defeats White stack at Burrow Cyan 51. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 0 0 *2* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 7 9 0.88075 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 10 0.77138 <-- Lives! Spider 5 9 0.56463 <-- Lives! Spider 5 9 0.34834 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 9 0.15051 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 8 0.03238 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 8 0.00355 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Griffin 6 9 0.11925 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.03711 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.01320 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00333 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00050 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00003 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 3 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Burrow Cyan 51 looted for 51 gp. Burrow Cyan 51 pillaged for 350 gp. Outflow: Lt. Infantry purchased at Burrow Cyan 51 for 160 gp. Archers purchased at Europium (63) for 1000 gp. Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 13 Gold: 496 Income: 476 Expenses: 565 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 22 Change from last turn: +2 *** ShirKhan studied the reports of the recent battles at The Vault. War's death was at least appropriate -- drowned in a blood-bath. A massive loss of life also fit the plan, as did the destruction of another city. But the cull was not under control, and though chaos breeds thought, ShirKhan was disturbed by the number of unknown variables in his plan. Famine's report was adequate, as was his victory at Burrow Cyan 51. Fighting the Red Tape would keep Jones busy in the east, but ShirKhan knew that Famine would not be able to rampage through the west unopposed for long. All deployed units in the vicinity of the Europium mines were recalled for defense. Most of the troops were glad to withdraw from the front after hearing the news of the battle at The Vault. Though War was dead, War raged on... _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 15 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Friday June 12, 1998 at 12:02 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Monday June 15, 1998 at 12:02 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Monday June 15, 1998 at 8:02 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 15 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 15 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Thursday June 18, 1998 at 12:02 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Sunday June 21, 1998 at 12:02 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Sunday June 21, 1998 at 11:02 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday June 18, 1998 at 12:05 PM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 15, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 2405 Krys, still unconcsious, was flown at a breakneck speed west. Philip, once her mentor, but now trapped in the body of a Dragon, held her between his two, large claws. Mr. Archon followed, one hand on the controls of his hoverbug and the other holding his hat. Philip slowed over Point Heart, a fort known for its healing powers when a force suddenly opposed him. Krys shook and froze the air around herself and the two allies. Her strange, eerie glow returned and she spoke in a raspy voice unlike her own. "Power..." --damn, I'm an idiot. Final Cities: 21 (-2) Gold: 2405 (+39) Income: 832 (-58) Expenses: 729 (-2). Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 25 Change from last turn: +0 NA Gareth Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=15 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Saturday June 20, 1998 at 06:01 PM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_000C_01BD9C6D.19B1E860 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 15, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts conquers White city Point Heart 62. +2 experience points. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 =20 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 3 1 0 H *5* 0 No=20 DEF: 0 0 2 0 2 *4* 0 No=20 Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 6 11 0.96025 <-- Lives! Archon 8 13 0.92817 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 0.84712 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 0.67157 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 14 0.41688 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 14 0.16476 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 14 0.02608 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Minotaur 6 10 0.03975 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 12 0.01939 <-- Dies... Pikeman 4 8 0.00388 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.00178 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.00037 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.00004 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 8 0.00000 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 8 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 4 unit(s) remaining. Albright flies to 24-World Court. +0 experience points. Kissinger remains in 24-World Court. +0 experience points. Point Heart 62 renamed 62-WHO. New build Spiders in 62-WHO for 700 gold. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 13 13 9 12 2592 +2 +0 +0 +1 +57(loot) = +725(sack) = -700(new builds) =20 Final 15 13 9 13 2674 income expenses start 412/523 finish 476/471 Roberts is heartened by the news that the Apocolypse has taken=20 another White city. He spots his chance to accomplish the same. He assembles his well-rested Air Force and swoops down on the White city Point Heart 62 and dispatches the minotaur-led defenses there. Unfortunately, the defenders were rugged and well-trained by the experienced minotaur. They are extremely qualified to defend cities. The offensive casualties were higher than desired. Roberts loots the city, then sacks it. He orders spiders to be trained = immediately for future defense of the city. Several of his troops are sick with some kind of mountain flu, so he sets up a hospital and decides to=20 make this city the center of health operations in the NWO. It will now be called 62-WHO. He warily eyes the threats that surround him and nervously awaits the White response. Kissinger awaits the manufacture of his first catapult unit and welcomes the arrival of his cohert Albright. They are buoyed by the arrival of many reinforcements and decide to relax over a bottle of Rothschild wine. They plot their next move. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn = yy=3D15 Side z=3D4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 15 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Saturday June 20, 1998 at 06:01 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday June 23, 1998 at 6:001 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday June 23, 1998 at 5:01 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Monday June 22, 1998 at 01:38 PM EDT by "John W. Tatom" to all players; REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 15, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =407, Hero (Famine) Experience=22 Hero Action: Battles: Griffin defeats White spider navy near Burrow Gold 11. Famine and stack defeats White stack at Burrow Gold 11. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 1 0 H *3* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 7 10 0.74250 <-- Lives! Archon 9 12 0.56826 <-- Lives! Spider 4 9 0.25918 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 9 0.12091 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 9 0.03932 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 9 0.00732 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 9 0.00050 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Spider 4 7 0.25750 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.17360 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.10583 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.05680 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.02585 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00943 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00251 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00041 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.00002 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Burrow Gold 11 looted for 57 gp. Burrow Gold 11 pillaged for 350 gp. Outflow: Lt. Infantry purchased at Burrow Gold 11 for 160 gp. Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 14 Gold: 654 Income: 500 Expenses: 594 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +2 *** ShirKhan put down the Treasurer's report and picked up Famine's. Now this was much more interesting reading. But could Famine continue his raid in the west before SEO funds ran out? Could the newly taken cities be defended? Nothing was clear, except that Jones had his hands full with the Red Tape in the east. News of the fall of Point Heart had been received with cheering by SEO citizens, who remembered the massive white-clad army which had poured from there in the attack on The Vault. But ShirKhan knew that Jones had placed his strength elsewhere... In the field, the troops trudged ever onward. An SEO griffin spotted a white sail in the water and swooped down to attack. A giant spider looked miserably out of its element aboard the ship. It attempted to defend itself, but it had no chance against the airborne attacker. Meanwhile, a flock of super-griffins stood guard at the West Temple. They perched on the walls and watched for the enemy. Where would the next battle be? Where would future loss of life be concentrated? _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 16 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Monday June 22, 1998 at 01:38 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday June 24, 1998 at 1:38 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Wednesday June 24, 1998 at 9:38 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Thursday June 25, 1998 at 04:02 PM EDT by Pat Lang to all players; I've restarted the game with Dark Lord Pi on vacation. He will have one, two, ot three of his three remaining vacation days used up depending on when he takes his move. If he ends up using all of his remaining vacation days, now or in the near future, I will then in the future simply step in and take his turn for him when his time is about to run out. Justin, please go to the web site and look at the rules for dealing with players who are not "lost" but simply have run out of timeouts and vacation days and who are unable to take their turns in a timely fashion after this. Unless more vacation days are given us before this game is completed, this procedure will be followed in the future for your turns. Pat _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday June 28, 1998 at 02:19 PM EDT by Pat Lang to all players; Dark Lord Pi's vacation time has run out and he has no timeouts left. Hence, as explained earlier, I have moved all of his wandering troops into or toward the nearest white city in the first step toward declaring him a lost player. Here is his status as of turn 16. Player 1 White Cities: 10 Gold: 2325 Income: 744 Expenses: 702 It is now Kamevil's turn. Nothing else is any different this turn. If Player 1 returns before his next turn is due, we will attempt to resolve his difficulties as prescribed by the rules of the tournament. If not, he will become a lost player for the duration of the tournament. Pat _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 16 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 16 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (kamevil@gnt.net) Date Sent: Sunday June 28, 1998 at 02:47 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 2:47 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 1:47 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Sunday June 28, 1998 at 07:52 PM EDT by Dark Lord Pi to all players; *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 15, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 2325 Ninja Gareth suddenly appeared before Lazarous' Jones' eyes. He laid an engine (for a hoverbug), and the shaft of War's scythe on the table. Lazarus Jones put his fingers of each. "This scythe... it contains War's energies?" Gareth nodded. Lazarus lifted it up into the light. "Then it is the fourth item of DOOM! There is only one remaining... and it has brought itself to Point Mercy." Before Lazarus could laugh, Ninja Assassin Gareth was already gone. * * * Meanwhilst, Krys threw up all over the floor. Philip, once a teacher but now a ferocious Dragon, hobbled over. "What is wrong?" She did not answer, and looking into her eyes Philip realized she could not. They had taken on a dark tone, once more. Yellow glow eminated from her body, and with it half of the caste's garrison was lifted up into the air. -- hmm... Final Cities: 19 (-2) Gold: 2325 (-80) Income: 744 (-?) Expenses: 702 (-27). Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 25 Change from last turn: +0 NA Gareth Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=15 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 16 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Sunday June 28, 1998 at 07:53 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 7:53 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 6:53 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 16 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 07:57 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday July 2, 1998 at 7:57 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Thursday July 2, 1998 at 6:57 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following message was sent on Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 07:57 PM EDT by "Hammer" to all players; This is a multi-part message in MIME format. ------=_NextPart_000_0014_01BDA453.EF998B20 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 16, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts flies north. +0 experience points. Albright flies north. +0 experience points. Kissinger remains in 24-World Court. +0 experience points. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold =20 Start 15 13 9 13 2678 +0 +0 +0 +0 +0(loot) = +0(sack) = -0(new builds) =20 Final 15 13 9 13 2678 income expenses start 476/533 finish 476/431 The news cannot be believed. The White forces are retreating! Rumors abound. More reliable reports say the White leader has abdicated, or disappeared. Nobody knows for sure what is happening. Could it be a trick? A feigned retreat? Sun Tsu has had many students throughout the centuries. Roberts is certainly surprised, but time is short. So = he scrambles to assemble defenses for the city and an aerial attack force. Tired, but eager for more victories, the air force warily moves north. The inhabitants of 62-WHO begin to prepare for disease control in the occupied lands. They are buoyed by the prospect that they just may survive this after all. Kissinger receives the news with renewed confidence. He feels certain to fulfill his quest now. But, orders follow to send Albright on a = recon mission. Kissinger complies, but retains the bulk of his army. He=20 quietly wonders why Roberts is in charge. He begins to formulate his own plans. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn = yy=3D16 Side z=3D4. ------=_NextPart_000_0014_01BDA453.EF998B20 Content-Type: text/html; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: quoted-printable REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 16, SIDE = 3 Red=20 (Raider). =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= =3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D=3D= TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts flies north. +0 experience points. Albright flies north. +0 experience points. Kissinger remains in 24-World Court. +0 experience = points. =20 Roberts Kissinger =20 Albright =20 Exp &nbs= p; =20 Exp &nbs= p; =20 Cities Gold Start=20 15  = ; =20 13  = ; =20 9 =20 13 = 2678 =20 +0  = ; =20 +0  = ;=20 +0 = +0 =20 +0(loot) &nbs= p;  = ; = &= nbsp; &n= bsp; &nb= sp; =20 +0(sack) &n= bsp; &nb= sp; &nbs= p;  = ; = =20 -0(new builds) &n= bsp; &nb= sp; &nbs= p;  = ; = =20 Final=20 15  = ; =20 13  = ; =20 9 =20 13 2678 income expenses start = 476/533 finish=20 476/431 The news cannot be believed. The White forces are = retreating! =20 Rumors abound. More reliable reports say the White leader has = abdicated,=20 or disappeared. Nobody knows for sure what is happening. = Could it=20 be a trick? A feigned retreat? Sun Tsu has had many = students=20 throughout the centuries. Roberts is certainly surprised, but time is=20 short. So he scrambles to assemble defenses for the city and an aerial attack=20 force. Tired, but eager for more victories, the air force warily moves=20 north. The inhabitants of 62-WHO begin to prepare for disease control in = the occupied lands. They are buoyed by the prospect that they = just=20 may survive this after all. Kissinger receives the news with renewed confidence. He feels = certain to fulfill his quest now. But, orders follow to send Albright = on a=20 recon mission. Kissinger complies, but retains the bulk of his = army. =20 He quietly wonders why Roberts is in charge. He begins to=20 formulate his own plans. *** File Transfer: Round R=3D_B_ Game xx=3D12. Next Player's Turn = yy=3D16 Side z=3D4. ------=_NextPart_000_0014_01BDA453.EF998B20-- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 16 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Sunday June 28, 1998 at 07:53 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 7:53 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 6:53 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 16 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Tuesday June 30, 1998 at 07:57 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday July 2, 1998 at 7:57 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Thursday July 2, 1998 at 6:57 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 16 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Friday July 03, 1998 at 01:29 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Monday July 6, 1998 at 1:29 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Monday July 6, 1998 at 12:29 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 16, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts flies north. +0 experience points. 62-WHO is razed. Albright flies north. +0 experience points. Kissinger remains in 24-World Court. +0 experience points. Roberts Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold Start 15 13 9 13 2678 +0 +0 +0 -1 +0(loot) +0(sack) -0(new builds) Final 15 13 9 12 2678 income expenses start 476/533 finish 412/531 Roberts is surrounded. Nowhere to go except up! He hastily orders the spiders to raze the city and then head south. He salutes them, knowing their demise is probably eminent. He is concerned that the WHO will have to arise at a new location. He makes plans to find that location. Kissinger is very dissatisfied with staying in 24-World Court. His desire to satisfy his quest is becoming unbearable. He formulates plans to see what can be done. Albright takes a strong army and flies north to distract the many White armies in the region. She is in uncharted territory here, but that has never fazed her before. For other armies to do this, it is terrorism, but for the elites who mean well, this is peacekeeping! *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=16 Side z=4. _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from "John W. Tatom" and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 16, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =560, Hero (Famine) Experience=24 Hero Action: Battles: Income: Outflow: Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 14 Gold: 560 Income: 500 Expenses: 702 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 *** ShirKhan considered the news of the fires raging at WHO. Those mountain cities were inordinately difficult to preserve! The destruction of another once-rich city certainly fit the plan -- and this city was not an SEO one. Yet ShirKhan was troubled for some reason. Would science and knowledge itself fall victim to violence? True, the world was logical by its nature, at least without the interference of man. However, if chaos bred thought (as the proverb went), but there was no man alive to think, then what would be bred by the chaos that ShirKhan had helped to initiate? Bringing his attention back to matters of immediate concern, he glanced at the pile of reports from the Treasurer. Regardless of scientific proof, everyone knew that money made the world go round. There was only one remaining mountain city to be conquered, Point Mercy. Far to the north of Logica, SEO troops advanced towards this goal by land, sea, and air... _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 17 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Monday July 06, 1998 at 12:28 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday July 8, 1998 at 12:28 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Wednesday July 8, 1998 at 8:28 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 17 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from Dark Lord Pi and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 17, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 2367 Role playing will be sent seperately. -- sorry, last minute Battle's against Red's Roberts (over shore) as follows: Defenders: Roberts(7, +3), Archon*(8), 2 * Griffin*(7) Attackers:Jones**(8, +4, fly),Devil(7), Giant Worm(7), 2*Griffin(6) WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Water/shore Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 3 2 0 H *2* 0 Yes DEF: 2 3 1 0 0 H *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Griffin 6 8 0.76624 <-- Lives! *Hero 8 10 0.62140 <-- Lives! Devil 7 9 0.34702 <-- Dies.. Giant Worm 7 9 0.13184 <-- Dies.. Griffin 6 8 0.01607 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Archon 8 9 0.23376 <-- Dies... *Hero 7 8 0.08577 <-- Dies... Griffin 7 8 0.02326 <-- Dies... Griffin 7 8 0.00260 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining Lazarus Jones recovers the last item of DOOM! and a red standard. Bats bought at Point Mercy 61 for 160 gold. Light Infantry bought at Point Mercy 61 for 160 gold. Fort Show 23 razed. Final Cities: 18 (-1) Gold: 2047 (-305) Income: 696 (-48) Expenses: 807 (+85). Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 26 Change from last turn: +1 NA Gareth Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=17 Side z=2 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 17 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (hammer@i1.net) Date Sent: Wednesday July 08, 1998 at 11:28 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Friday July 10, 1998 at 11:28 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Friday July 10, 1998 at 10:28 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from Dark Lord Pi and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". --Roleplay that was exluded from status report: (I've been really --busy....) Krys just seemed to float north. No matter what Philip, her Dragon and once her mentor, tried. Mr. Archon followed in his hoverbug, awed at the giant Spiders that floated by his side. Philip turned toward Mr. Archon, screaming (as only a Dragon could), "Help me!" Mr. Archon froze, maybe the first time with his non-chalant demeator. "Okay," he sighed. Philip screamed again when a giant CZ-M75 came out from underneath Mr. Archon's sunglasses, sunlight glinted off of the shine. Bang went his shot, and then everyone started to fall. * * * Ninja Gareth arrived in the midst of the murky swamp, almost out of nowhere. The Devil that accompanied Lazarus Jones shrieked out of being startled. The other soldiers that were aboard the hoverbus that Jones had appropriated were no less surprised. "And as the Master sees the skies red..." "...so with blood and loathing shall peace breathe," Ninja Assassin Gareth finished the common chant first enscribed in the second of The Master's Holy Trilogy books (each a bestseller). He waved his arm, and a Giant Worm rose from underneath the swamp. It spoke in a tongue of learned men and smaller creatures. Jones knodded and it boarded the hoverbus as the army made their way off. "So my beloved point of heart and kindness has been so cruelly destroyed by one so tyranical. I should never have let this happen." The Devil, Chucky, turned to Gareth to see his reaction, and hollored again at the Ninja Assassin's absence. * * * Alaurms rang out all over Point Heart as enemy armies began their approach. Two even moved in at a haste that would bring them before dawn, both were flying. "Arm the ballistae!" one soldier shouted. Pikemen stood at the wall, armed for death. Both seemed to be coming in low... low and fast. The pikeman, Gunner Charev, held his arm steadier than the world on Atlas' shoulders. The way his legs twitched, though, would show signs that he had never been so afraid in his whole life. "Ready!" his voice boomed, the tremor of fear quite evident. "Aim!" came his next words, laden with undulating fear. Then as the two objects came in range Charev began the word that might have been his last... "Fi-- Hold it!" His heart lept up to the wall with his eyes. "They're ours!" A deafening roar rose from his fellow soldiers as the two shapes became more visible. One appeared to be a Dragon, carrying in its claws the unconscious body of a female soldier. The other was a strange man, dressed in a trenchcoat and sunglasses, both were covered in Spiders, clinging for their lives. * * * Lazarus Jones pointed his finger at the shocked Dread Pirate Roberts. Roberts finished turning the griffin he rode around, he barely was able to speak, "How did you catch up to me?" Before his words finished, his other griffin dived at Politician Jones. A griffin leapt out from Jones' party, pulling both down to drown in the ocean. A large winged creature, Politician Jones assumed it was an Archon, tried to attack next, but ended up struggling with Jones' Giant Worm. Then Jones' words took on a demonic pitch, "And as The Master's love was love, so too shall his vengence be wrought. As truth must struggle so shall struggle the true, but it as the right fight that the winners are right!" Roberts charged, rapier drawn, but it was too late. A blinding light enveloped all of those around Lazarus Jones, disintigrating everone but Jones himself; although Roberts' left eye, bound to an eyepatch remained, along with Jones' hoverbus and a red standard. As Jones landed, he came upon the form of the two drowned griffins. At a word, clutching the eyepatch, Jones' white-ribboned griffin arose, shedding water and death. It screatched with joy, and Jones petted it with his left hand. His right clutched the fifth item of DOOM! -- ahhh... our heroes have the items, but will they be able to use them? _______________________________________________________________________________ REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 17, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== TURN REPORT DETAILS Roberts is DEAD! Albright flies east. +0 experience points. Kissinger flies west. +0 experience points. Kissinger Albright Exp Exp Cities Gold Start 13 9 12 2593 +0 +0 +0 +0(loot) +0(sack) -0(new builds) Final 13 9 12 2593 income expenses start 412/597 finish 412/597 Kissinger wonders how Roberts got himself killed, but does not allow that to distract him from his quest. He gathers an army and flies west. He did not think Roberts was handling things well anyways. War will have casualties, he thinks out loud, as long as its not him! Albright is alarmed that White has burned a city in front of her. This burn and run policy will have to stop! What of the environment? She changes direction and takes a strategic position. She hears of Roberts demise and is concerned. She hopes his death does not stir up any anti-peacekeeping sentiment back home. *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=17 Side z=4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 17 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Saturday July 11, 1998 at 11:33 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday July 14, 1998 at 11:33 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday July 14, 1998 at 10:33 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from "John W. Tatom" and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 17, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Gold =358, Hero (Famine) Experience=24 Hero Action: Battles: Famine & Stack defeat White army at Vale of Day 15. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 1 0 H *3* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 7 10 0.95726 <-- Lives! Archon 9 12 0.91145 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 12 0.78488 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 12 0.56229 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 11 0.27812 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 10 0.09227 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 10 0.02100 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 10 0.00176 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Griffin 6 9 0.04274 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 9 0.01561 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00379 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00124 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.00030 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.00008 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.00002 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 4 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Blue navy defeats White navy near Burrow Jade 08. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Water/shore Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Spider (navy) 4 4 0.81250 <-- Lives! Spider (navy) 4 4 0.50000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Infantry, Hv (navy) 4 4 0.18750 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Vale of Day 15 looted for 56 gp (from White). Vale of Day 15 pillaged for 150 gp. Outflow: Other Action: Final Results: Cities: 15 Gold: 564 Income: 536 Expenses: 724 Final Hero (Famine) Experience: 26 Change from last turn: +2 *** ShirKhan was alarmed when the news of the death of Roberts reached him. Now Jones had somehow achieved his goal of obtaining the relics he sought. Now the Red Tape was weakened on the battlefront. Now Jones was more able to send his forces westward to deal with Famine's raiding. However, now there was also a noticable change in the air. The people of the world were growing weary of war, and there was no mistaking the fact that hostilities would be forced to end soon. So what of the SEO's own goals? Had the cull been effective to this point? Certainly on paper the human population had been drastically reduced, and many of the abominations which served as mass-dwelling locations had been reduced to the earth from whence they came. But had logic prevailed? Was this a weak effort that fell short of its goal, or was it a part of a cycle of nature -- and nature was calling a halt? Realizing that he did not have the luxury of losing himself in further abstract thought, ShirKhan brought himself back to the practicalities of the day. News had otherwise been good on the front lines, for the most part. Famine had taken another city from Jones and was continuing his march towards the very heart of the white blight. The attack on Point Mercy had been called off when white reinforcements had been air-lifted in. SEO troops fell back and waited for further orders, relieved that their death had been postponed. There was a troubling report of Red Tape troop activity in the wilds east of the Niobium mines, but ShirKhan would wait for an explanation -- by word or deed -- from the Red Tape before reacting. But soon there could be no waiting for anything. ShirKhan realized that time itself was the constraining parameter among all things mortal. War was no exception... =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 18 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Monday July 13, 1998 at 12:18 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday July 15, 1998 at 12:18 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Wednesday July 15, 1998 at 8:18 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 18 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ Diplomatic Message for Shirkhan: Congratulations on your swift moves in the west! Unfortunately, our illustrious leader has misjudged his opponents and been put to the sword. The White leader appears to have all of the "Items of Doom". Roberts seems to have handed the last one over like it was meant to be! The loss of that army has seriously dampened our offensive capability in the north, especially against the buildup of White forces in the nearby cities. We regret the difficulties caused to your efforts due to this tragic event. Many here are tired of war and sentiment against continuing the offensive thrust is rising. As for the troop movements on our common border, it was only to satisfy the local commander who was fearful of your buildup at the mines. The troops being positioned there had little hope of reaching the northern front in time to be effective. The border agreement is still intact as far as we are concerned. Please note that our seaborne spiders did not attack your undefended city when they could have. With humble regrets and continuing hope, Kissinger and Albright The following diplomatic history message is from Dark Lord Pi and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 18, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 1858 Krys Oline started to hit herself, repeatedly. The soldiers of Point Mercy stood around, gaping, but none tried to get within ten feet of her. Philip, Krys' Dragon and once mentor, approached, smoke bellowing from his nostrals. He laid his gentle, eight inch claws over Krys' wrists, pinning her hands down. "She is fighting this evil. That is good." Mr. Archon, a burly man in a trenchcoat and sunglasses, also approached. He was sipping coffee in his right hand. For one sip at least, but realizing that American coffee (even from Seattle) was crap, Mr. Archon spat it out and dumped the ugly, black liquid on the floor. "Help me, San Mikael," Philip roared. Mr. Archon froze, his right hand disappeared underneath his trenchcoat. "You know my name?" "There is a lot that I know. I also know that if that maniacal Lazarus Jones arrives here with those items of DOOM! SHE WILL DIE!" One of the defenders, Gunner Charev, got the courage to approach. "What? What are you saying?" Charev dropped his awl pike, which rolled for a few feet until it stopped against a Giant Spider's hairy leg. "Say it ain't so, Archon! Say it ain't so!" Mr. Archon turned around, quickly enough to elicit a gasp from most everyone there. His eyes, white holes of death, where visible over the top of his sunglasses. Gunner Charev lost most of the balance in both his legs and bladder within the fifteeth-of-a-second that it took for the burly man to turn. "It is true," he spoke, resigned. And that is when they all started to float, again. -- short, but I need to hold off to turn twenty, else it'd be too much anti-climax... (and I would have no longer a reason to guard my cities) Final Cities: 17 (-2) Gold: 1858 (-367) Income: 660 (-84) Expenses: 872 (+?). Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 26 Change from last turn: +0 NA Gareth Experience: 7 Change from last turn: +0 *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=18 Side z=3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 18 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (hammer@i1.net) Date Sent: Wednesday July 15, 1998 at 11:09 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Friday July 17, 1998 at 11:09 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Friday July 17, 1998 at 10:09 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 18, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright is dead. Killed in famous Battle of Base Yell 54. Kissinger kills Ninja Gareth and conquers Base Yell 54. +2 experience points He loots 54 gold, then sacks it for 580. He completes his quest and gets a dragon. +10 experience points. He picks up Yellow Standard, Blue Standard, and Flight Item E. Base Yell 54 renamed 54-NatCemetery New build Spiders built in 54-NatCemetery for 700 gold. Kissinger Exp Cities Gold Start 13 12 2406 +12 +1 +54(loot) +580(sack) -700(new builds) Final 25 11 2340 income expenses start 412/687 finish 436/359 *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=18 Side z=4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 18 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Friday July 17, 1998 at 07:59 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Monday July 20, 1998 at 7:59 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Monday July 20, 1998 at 6:59 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 18, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright is dead. Killed in famous Battle of Base Yell 54. Kissinger kills Ninja Gareth and conquers Base Yell 54. +2 experience points He loots 54 gold, then sacks it for 580. He completes his quest and gets a dragon. +10 experience points. He picks up Yellow Standard, Blue Standard, and Flight Item E. Bloodbath at Base Yell 54 as follows: arBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No DEF: 1 2 2 1 2 *5* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Archer 4 4 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 13 0.99999 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99990 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99949 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99756 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.98947 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.97148 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.92952 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.84353 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.69346 <-- Lives! Archer 4 9 0.48027 <-- Dies... Archer 4 9 0.24976 <-- Dies... Archer 4 9 0.07976 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 9 0.00992 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 17 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 1 *1* 1 No DEF: 1 2 2 0 2 *5* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 7 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Archer 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 10 0.99997 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 10 0.99987 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 10 0.99940 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 12 0.99742 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.98442 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.94725 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.84645 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 8 0.63048 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 8 0.41490 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 8 0.20255 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 8 0.06008 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 8 0.00688 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 13 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 1 2 2 0 2 *5* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Griffin 6 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 0.99998 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 0.99990 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 0.99960 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 0.99847 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 0.99454 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 0.98225 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 0.94823 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 13 0.86745 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.61059 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.33714 <-- Dies... Spider 4 11 0.10037 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 9 0.00450 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 10 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 0 0 1 C *2* 1 No DEF: 1 2 2 0 2 *5* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 5 6 0.03417 <-- Dies.. Elephant 7 8 0.02276 <-- Dies.. Griffin 8 10 0.01082 <-- Dies.. Griffin 8 10 0.00232 <-- Dies.. Griffin 6 9 0.00026 <-- Dies.. Griffin 8 10 0.00003 <-- Dies.. Archer 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Catapult 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 0.96583 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.93200 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.87286 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.77859 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.64411 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 10 0.47672 <-- Dies... Minotaur 6 10 0.30096 <-- Dies... Minotaur 6 10 0.15232 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 12 0.05728 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.00193 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 5 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 2 0 HN *4* 0 No DEF: 1 2 0 0 2 *2* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 7 10 0.99297 <-- Lives! Devil 9 12 0.98084 <-- Lives! Demon 8 11 0.93272 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 9 12 0.82794 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 11 0.57135 <-- Lives! Spider 4 9 0.26337 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 9 0.09415 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 9 0.01417 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 8 0.00703 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 8 0.00201 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 8 0.00040 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 8 0.00005 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 8 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 5 unit(s) remaining. Base Yell 54 renamed 54-NatCemetery New build Spiders built in 54-NatCemetery for 700 gold. Kissinger Exp Cities Gold Start 13 12 2406 +12 +1 +54(loot) +580(sack) -700(new builds) Final 25 11 2340 income expenses start 412/687 finish 436/359 *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=18 Side z=4. _______________________________________________________________________________ REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 18, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== TURN REPORT DETAILS Albright is dead. Killed in famous Battle of Base Yell 54. Kissinger kills Ninja Gareth and conquers Base Yell 54. +2 experience points He loots 54 gold, then sacks it for 580. He completes his quest and gets a dragon. +10 experience points. He picks up Yellow Standard, Blue Standard, and Flight Item E. Bloodbath at Base Yell 54 as follows: arBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No DEF: 1 2 2 1 2 *5* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Archer 4 4 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 13 0.99999 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99990 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99949 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.99756 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.98947 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.97148 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.92952 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.84353 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 9 0.69346 <-- Lives! Archer 4 9 0.48027 <-- Dies... Archer 4 9 0.24976 <-- Dies... Archer 4 9 0.07976 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 9 0.00992 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 17 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 1 *1* 1 No DEF: 1 2 2 0 2 *5* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 7 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Archer 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Pikeman 5 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 10 0.99997 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 10 0.99987 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 10 0.99940 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 12 0.99742 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.98442 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.94725 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.84645 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 8 0.63048 <-- Lives! Wolfrider 4 8 0.41490 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 8 0.20255 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 8 0.06008 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 8 0.00688 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 13 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 1 2 2 0 2 *5* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Griffin 6 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 0.99998 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 0.99990 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 0.99960 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 11 0.99847 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 0.99454 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 0.98225 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 11 0.94823 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 13 0.86745 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.61059 <-- Lives! Spider 4 11 0.33714 <-- Dies... Spider 4 11 0.10037 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 9 0.00450 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 10 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 1 0 0 1 C *2* 1 No DEF: 1 2 2 0 2 *5* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 5 6 0.03417 <-- Dies.. Elephant 7 8 0.02276 <-- Dies.. Griffin 8 10 0.01082 <-- Dies.. Griffin 8 10 0.00232 <-- Dies.. Griffin 6 9 0.00026 <-- Dies.. Griffin 8 10 0.00003 <-- Dies.. Archer 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Catapult 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 0.96583 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.93200 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.87286 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.77859 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 10 0.64411 <-- Lives! Minotaur 6 10 0.47672 <-- Dies... Minotaur 6 10 0.30096 <-- Dies... Minotaur 6 10 0.15232 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 12 0.05728 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.00193 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 5 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 2 0 HN *4* 0 No DEF: 1 2 0 0 2 *2* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 7 10 0.99297 <-- Lives! Devil 9 12 0.98084 <-- Lives! Demon 8 11 0.93272 <-- Lives! Giant Worm 9 12 0.82794 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 11 0.57135 <-- Lives! Spider 4 9 0.26337 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 9 0.09415 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 9 0.01417 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 8 0.00703 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 8 0.00201 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 8 0.00040 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 8 0.00005 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 8 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 5 unit(s) remaining. Base Yell 54 renamed 54-NatCemetery New build Spiders built in 54-NatCemetery for 700 gold. Kissinger Exp Cities Gold Start 13 12 2406 +12 +1 +54(loot) +580(sack) -700(new builds) Final 25 13 2340 income expenses start 412/687 finish 436/359 Kissinger questions his staff carefully. The White army at Base Yell 54 is very powerful. Many lives will be lost in taking the city, even if it is possible. The war room is confident that the city can be taken and will put us in position to end the war on our terms. Kissinger knows that Albright will have to lead one of the assaults and that she is at risk of being killed. The desire to fulfill his quest begins to loom large in his mind. No risk is too great! He sends orders to bein the attack immediately. Wave after wave will assault the might fortress. Kissinger knows that the crafty Ninja Gareth awaits inside the walls with a formidable array of minotaurs and elephants, but he will be fighting in the last wave with some serious allies, also. He also ponders the last message that food supplies are being drawn down maintaining this large army. He must reduce his fighting force to avoid disgruntled troops. He despises sending good men and women to their deaths to lower the mouths to feed, but this is war. He will not disband these armies when there is a chance of victory. The naval assault on Base Yell 54 starts the bloodshed. The entrenched defenders make quick work of the landing, but the beach is also littered with White casualties. The next wave comes from the west by land. This attack also ends in total loss of the attackers, but more White armies are destroyed. The toll begins to start being noticable on the city's defenders. No more archers and very few wolfriders meet the next assault. This wave comes by air and sea and a breach is made in the spider wall defense! Albright marches in and fights within the city. Ninja Gareth is still too much for the fearless woman and she is killed before Kissinger can come to her aid. Kissinger finds the last defenders, a herd of elephants, defiantly circled around Ninja Gareth. The final showdown is vicious. No quarter is asked or received. After the smoke clears and the recovered Yellow banner flies above the city, Kissinger assesses the losses. He has lost 35 armies! A full one-third of his fighting forces, but White has been seriously weakened in this quarter. Their ability to sustain combat in the area has been virtually eliminated. This battle will make our apocolyptic ally happy! After consulting with burial details, Kissinger finds himself alone in the abandoned war room of Base Yell 54. Suddenly, an apparition appears before him. It is one of the wise men that gave him his quest. He congratulates him on fulfilling his quest and announces that a fierce dragon has been summoned for his command and will arrive before nightfall. Then the apparition slowly fades away. Kissinger feels a great relief and falls asleep. Albright is furious that Kissinger will take over her army and lead them into battle, while she is sent in with a much weaker one. She knows her survival is in doubt. She has been willing to send others to their death for the NWO, but she never intended to be a casualty herself! She is one of the illuminated ones destined for rule! But she knows that the NWO relies on unquestioning loyalty to superiors and she is dedicated to that goal. She sees the breach in the wall and calmly hustles in. *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=18 Side z=4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 19 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Monday July 20, 1998 at 12:09 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Wednesday July 22, 1998 at 12:09 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Wednesday July 22, 1998 at 8:09 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from "John W. Tatom" and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". [note: Pat, let me know if this turn report format is acceptable.] REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 18, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Cities=15 Gold =376 Hero (Famine) Experience=26 Final Results: Cities= 16 (+1) Gold: 780 Income: 572 Expenses: 799 Hero (Famine) Experience: 38 (+12) Hero Action: Famine completes quest; receives dragon. Battles: Famine & Stack defeat White army at Vale of Joy 16. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 1 0 H *3* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 7 10 0.96496 <-- Lives! Archon 9 12 0.92275 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 12 0.79844 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 12 0.56598 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 11 0.26036 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 10 0.06915 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 10 0.00934 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Lt 2 6 0.00001 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Griffin 6 9 0.03504 <-- Dies... Pikeman 4 5 0.01102 <-- Dies... Pikeman 4 5 0.00665 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00383 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00125 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00031 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00006 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00001 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 4 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Vale of Joy 16 looted for 54 gp (from White). Vale of Joy 16 pillaged for 350 gp. Outflow: Other Action: *** ShirKhan wrestled with the image in his mind. Often this same scene had come to him in a vision, and each time he was unable to control or alter it... It began as always, with a dark sky opening to reveal a shadowy rider upon a beast which was entirely black, except for its burning red eyes. The rider itself had a cloak drawn over its head, and further details were hard to determine. The mounted figure rode down a shallow channel through which blood flowed. On one side of the channel, a mighty army clad in white formed a long line. A fierce group of red warriors lined the other side. Wispy yellow apparitions hovered just above the blood-filled channel. As the rider moved on, a large blue army became visible, apparently guarding the mouth of the channel. None of the armies made any movement to impede the progress of the rider. On a hill beyond the blue army, sat an impressive but empty throne. Slightly below and in front of it, three lesser thrones sat side-by-side. Two of these were also vacant, but the other was occupied by Famine. The cloaked figure urged his steed to leap out of the channel and over the blue soldiers. The beast cleared not only these troops, but also the lesser thrones and landed directly upon the high throne -- which promptly crumbled and turned to dust. The rider turned and lowered the cloak from its head to reveal a smoking skull. ShirKhan recognized the rider as Death, and although he could not see himself in the vision, he was aware that Death was able to see him, for Death's gaze was squarely fixed on him. Death unsheathed a dully-glowing blue sword and pointed it at ShirKhan... And then the vision was gone again. Nothing further ever happened, but ShirKhan feared that Death had come for him. He knew Death was not something he could control and use in the SEO cause. Perhaps it was possible to delay Death, but who could know? *** Far to the north, Famine greedily pillaged the Vale of Joy. As promised, the dragon from the temple scientists flew down from above and joined Famine's aerial assault force. SEO naval forces brought reinforcements to Burrow Cyan. When the arrived, they were greeted by the news of the death of Ninja Gareth in the massive battle in the far east. No one at Burrow Cyan felt like celebrating though, because they all knew a simliar fate might await them. At the niobium mines in the far south, a message was sent to the Red Tape: ~~~ No SEO troops will march on any Red Tape cities. The build-up at the niobium mines was meant as an incentive to keep the peace, and a defense against a possible combined attack from the forces stationed at Geneva and NYC. Congratulations on your victory over Ninja Gareth. ~~~ _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 19 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 19 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (hammer@i1.net) Date Sent: Wednesday July 22, 1998 at 11:32 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Friday July 24, 1998 at 11:32 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Friday July 24, 1998 at 10:32 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from Pat Lang and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". Dark Lord Pi is missing. All of his wandering troops have again been moved into the nearest white city. Here is his status as of turn 19. Player 1 White Cities: 15 Gold: 1630 Income: 600 Expenses: 714 Heroes: Two; experience 24 and 26 It is Hammer's turn. Pat (who should have sent this information as an archive message earlier) _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 19 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Sunday July 26, 1998 at 12:52 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday July 28, 1998 at 12:52 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday July 28, 1998 at 11:52 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 19, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== TURN REPORT DETAILS Kissinger is a Cavalier Lvl=2. Kissinger conquers Biles Bluff 27. +2 experience points He loots 54 gold. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 C *0* 1 No DEF: 0 0 2 0 1 *2* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 6 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Elephant 6 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Catapult 4 3 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Orcish Mob 2 1 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Minotaur 6 7 1.00000 <-- Lives! Elephant 6 7 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 9 1.00000 <-- Lives! Griffin 6 9 1.00000 <-- Lives! Cavalry, Hv 6 7 0.99999 <-- Lives! Cavalry, Hv 6 7 0.99996 <-- Lives! Spider 4 7 0.99982 <-- Lives! Spider 4 7 0.99928 <-- Lives! Spider 4 7 0.99724 <-- Lives! Spider 4 7 0.99007 <-- Lives! Spider 4 7 0.96719 <-- Lives! Spider 4 7 0.90282 <-- Lives! Spider 4 7 0.75059 <-- Lives! Spider 4 7 0.47203 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 5 0.13903 <-- Dies... Wolfrider 4 5 0.02474 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 13 unit(s) remaining. WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 2 2 0 NH *5* 0 No DEF: 0 0 2 0 1 *1* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 8 12 0.71640 <-- Lives! Demon 8 12 0.52841 <-- Lives! Devil 9 13 0.31971 <-- Dies.. Dragon 7 11 0.10883 <-- Dies.. Giant Worm 9 13 0.03899 <-- Dies.. Griffin 6 12 0.00169 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Minotaur 6 7 0.28360 <-- Dies... Elephant 6 7 0.22142 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 9 0.16580 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 9 0.09534 <-- Dies... Cavalry, Hv 6 7 0.04597 <-- Dies... Cavalry, Hv 6 7 0.02584 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.01303 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00573 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00212 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00062 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00013 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00002 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00000 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining. Biles Bluff 27 renamed 27-NATO. Kissinger Exp Cities Gold Start 25 13 2418 +2 +1 +54(loot) +0(sack) -0(new builds) Final 27 14 2472 income expenses start 436/448 finish 472/381 *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=19 Side z=4. _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from "John W. Tatom" and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 19, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Cities=16 Gold =553 Hero (Famine) Experience=38 Final Results: Cities= 17 (+1) Gold: 757 Income: 608 Expenses: 883 Hero (Famine) Experience: 40 (+2) Hero Action: Famine becomes Champion. Battles: Famine & Stack defeat White army at Vale of Soy 17. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 1 0 NH *3* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 8 11 0.92395 <-- Lives! Dragon 7 10 0.77843 <-- Lives! Archon 9 12 0.54436 <-- Lives! Spider 5 10 0.11542 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Griffin 6 9 0.07605 <-- Dies... Pikeman 4 5 0.01417 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00601 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00063 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 3 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Vale of Soy 17 looted for 54 gp (from White). Vale of Joy 17 pillaged for 850 gp. Outflow: Spiders purchased at Vale of Soy for 700 gp. Other Action: *** ShirKhan vowed to do whatever was in his power to alter the outcome of the vision of Death which he had experienced. But whatever he considered, it seemed that the vision was either inexplicable or at least fiendishly clever. Any move he made to combat Death seemed to invite Death. He resolved to at least die trying, even though that very oath seemed oxymoronic. Not knowing exactly what the waking dream had meant, ShirKhan could only guess as to the symbolism involved. Was the channel of blood a representation of the waterways? Perhaps, and so he ordered his naval units to muster in full strength near the only viable target, Point Mercy -- although it appeared to be an almost suicidal mission. In search of the thrones he had seen, ShirKhan instructed Famine to divide his aerial strike force and begin a hunt which would lead to the far corners of the land. Famine attacked the Vale of Soy along the way and learned from the white troops there that dissension was rumored to be causing problems for Jones. It was apparent that strange forces were at work everywhere... _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 20 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from Dark Lord Pi and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". *********************** Official Turn Report Template ****************** REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME 12, TURN 20, SIDE 1. ======================================================================== Gold at Start of Turn: 1415 --role-play to follow this afternoon Battle's against Blue's Dragon unit (over forest) as follows: Defenders: Dragon(7), 2 * Griffin*(7), Griffin**(8) 1st wave: 3*Spider(4) WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Forests Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 0 0 1 0 0 N *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Spider 4 4 0.00603 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 4 0.00128 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 4 0.00012 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Dragon 7 8 0.99397 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 9 0.96809 <-- Lives! Griffin 7 8 0.82977 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 9 0.48552 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 3 unit(s) remaining 2nd wave: 1*Griffin(6),6*Spider(4),1*HvyInfantry(4) WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Forests Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 0 No DEF: 0 0 1 0 0 N *1* 0 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Griffin 6 6 0.53871 <-- Lives! Spider 4 4 0.36557 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 4 0.26226 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 4 0.16858 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 4 0.09278 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 4 0.04046 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 4 0.01202 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Hv 4 4 0.00165 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Dragon 7 8 0.46129 <-- Dies... Griffin 8 9 0.20994 <-- Dies... Griffin 7 8 0.02403 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 1 unit(s) remaining Final Cities: 13 Gold: 1415 Income: 528 Expenses: 554. Lt. Oline Experience: 24 Change from last turn: +0 Plt Jones Experience: 26 Change from last turn: +0 NA Gareth Experience: murdered *** File Transfer: Round R=B Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=20 Side z=3 _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 20 Gamefile Sent To: Raider (Red) (hammer@i1.net) Date Sent: Wednesday July 29, 1998 at 11:42 AM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Friday July 31, 1998 at 11:42 AM EDT (In GMT-0500: Friday July 31, 1998 at 10:42 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from Justin Nafziger and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". The world shook and the rain overwhelmed the sky. Krys, one moment floating her troops and friends toward battle jumped up screaming in agony. Her gut wrenching cry shaking her like a ragged doll. Philip, now a ferocious Dragon, but once Krys' master known as Dragon Knight Philip, roared with her -- he felt her pain. Philip was also just as confused. Mr. Archon, the third of the the three mighty warriors that had left Point Mercy, was in uncharismatic shock. He removed his reflective visors (sunglasses) and looked around, agasp. They were back in Point Heart! "What... what is going on?" "Sir?" a young pikeman question, equally as shocked. Mr. Archon remembered the pikeman to be Gunner Charev, current commmander of the forces that guarded the fortress and its world-famous homeless shelter. Mr. Archon flexed, individually, every single muscles in his left hand and wrist; the knuckles continued to pop as he repeated the tension-draining action with his right. "Tell me please, young Gunner." Charev's adam apple bounced, hesitantly, as though his body would rather die before he could speak. "I... I don't know..." Mr. Archon flexed hi right hand again, but this time the fingers did not pop as loudly. "Last thing I remember is flying to the west, toward the colour burrows." Gunner Charev nodded. "Yes... yes, sir. You did... two days ago!" Krys started to scream some more. Her strangth, wild in thrashing, pushed the emensive Philip down like a crash of thunder. Mr. Archon noticed her eyes, they were as hollow as the sun. "Then... then we lost time? But our forces...?" Gunner Charev had to be shoved to speak. When words finally came out they were lost in stuttering, "They are b-being cruel-ly m-ma-murdered, sir!" "Then I have failed The Master!" Mr. Archon's voice hit its nadir as his sentence ended. That was when a cold chill ran along his back and snapped his attention around. "Ninja Assassion Gareth? But how?" * * * --intermission: do do do do do * * * Standing in front of the massive, trechcoat-clad Mr. Archon was a thin, wiry man named Ninja Assassin Gareth. Gareth wore a black gi with tabi's and seemingly possessed no weapons. Yet, his mere presence caused the two meter Mr. Archon to stumble. "What are you doing here?" Gareth smiled, his brilliant white teeth as specular as the sun. Charev pointed, his arm sagging and shaking under the fear, "But you were murdered!" "Nonsense, my boy, nonsense," Gareth smiled. "If I were dead, how could I finish the ceremony?" A thick wind whipped the occupants of the courtyard as Krys' screaming suddenly stopped. Leftenant Krys Oline sat up and turned on Gareth, "You!" Gareth's white smile did not waver. "Good, she lives..." Krys stood up and drew her sword. The leather grip scrunched in her hands. "What have you done to me?" "...for now," Gareth finished his sentence. Krys' feet moved toward him before his syllables had even begun to reach her ears. She lunged, the pointed tip aimed at Gareth's heart. Surprisingly, the ninja assassin did not move. Instead he just ceased to exist. "What is going on..." Krys asked, or would have, but at that moment she stopped asking anything. She stood still, her eyes and limbs without focus. Philip, Gunner Charev, the giant Spiders that inhabited the keep, and even Mr. Archon did nothing to disturb her. Some messengers also gathered, and sped off to deliver the news -- many stayed, awestruck and afraid at the same time. A few hours passed, but Krys did not so much as breathe. Eyes began to sore, and it was as Philip let out a long, deep yawn that Krys smiled. Many gasps littered the crowd, not only because the mercenary finally moved, but also some noticed how shiny the smile was. Mr. Archon noticed, and he was about to say something when he was suddenly interupted; what Mr. Archon was about to say is unknown, for he might have even been about to gasp for the first time in his life. The reason Mr. Archon's words were suddenly cut off is because it was at that very moment that the sun turned off. It wasn't a cloud covering, or the darkness of an eclipse, but it was if the sun was no longer there. Then, blood began to leak from the sky. It seemed to pour out from the moon until what was once blue was now red. Yet, during all of this, the people gethered around Krys could still see, but not at the same time. The howl of animals followed, drowning out the ever-increasing wind until it too faded into the silence that overcame the world. Philip twitched noticing that spread before Krys were four shapes: The Matrix Shield, The Slime Skull, The Scythe of War, and The Blind Eye of Roberts. And then sound returned with the beating of Krys heart; the roar of it grew to a cresendo and her body collapsed. Philip tried to spread his wings, but only his eyes showed the strength to do what his body could not. No one, no matter how hard they tried, could move. It was then that Mr. Archon notcied that Krys, laying as she was, had produced the fifth item of DOOM! Mr. Archon would be the only one to notice as it was that very moment that a voice overtook the world. "Greetings..." it spoke, the echoes of its voice shaking all who heard it. "Master!" a jubilant response arose. The voice was Lazarus Jones', but The Master's Politician was not present. "I have had the items of DOOM! assembled as you had wished. You may now join us and come down to this world." "That i shalleth, but what hath transpir'd so to bring sadness? Thoust's best loved speech hath turned toward naught." * * * Lazarus Jones looked up at the sky, sitting motionless aboard his hoverbug over a dark ocean. His eyes squinted, but his mouth moved freely. "I do not understand, my master?" And it was that moment that the hoverbug stopped responding to Lazarus Jones' commands. With his arms still entrapped, he did nothing to scream his way down towards the ocean below. * * * Mr. Archon, none of those at the fortress, heard any of the screams. What they heard was The Master's voice. "Be love'd and caring thine most bless'd chil'in, for what hath beenst evil shalleth naught be." Krys shook, her life returning. Ninja Gareth's chill was gone. "And forth shalleth the love and creed brought high by mathematics blesseth this world." The sky returned to blue, the sun returned to shine, and the items of DOOM! that had turned men to evil were no more. * * * Strangely enough, Lazarus Jones washed up on the shores of a nearby Base. He was brought food and water to cure his wounded body, but had only one thing to say, "Who art I?" Fin. * * * Although the white forces, having been treacherously betrayed by the cruel forces of Blue, would not be able to bring their newfound love and knowledge to all of the land, it did not matter. The time limit was neigh but gone and the lovely quest that had begun with a start ended with a sadness on this, of all worlds, A14. No longer would the brillant forces that begun a journey of love and knowledge be seen counting the stars for they found meaning in their failure. A sad story of trust and deception hath befallen the brave souls: Dragon/Dragon Knight Philip, Leftenant Krys Oline, her Devils Charlie and Chucky, the Demon of Trees, San Mikael/Mr. Archon, Ninja Assassin Gareth, the pikeman Gunner Charev, the nosy messenger Iline Montgomert, ill-fated Corporal Nicol Wart, Politician Lazarus Jones, and all of the little spider messengers that helped make it all possible. On this world The Master doth appeareth, but this is one of many worlds of which a Politician has been sent to spread his word. One of the many worlds of which I must write. -The Master's Chronicle, Dark Lord Pi _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from "hammer" and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 20, SIDE 3 Red (Raider). ====================================================================== TURN REPORT DETAILS Kissinger stays put. +0 experience points. New build Hvy Infantry in 36-WTO for 300 gold. Kissinger Exp Cities Gold Start 27 14 2563 +0 0 +0(loot) +0(sack) -300(new builds) Final 27 14 2263 income expenses start 472/466 finish 472/465 Kissinger is tired of burying friends and good soldiers. The price of conquering has risen too high. The White threat has been reduced more than was planned due to the amazing progress of our mighty ally Shirkhan. Soon, he will be the main threat to the NWO, again. As he ponders how to progress towards a new balance of power, word comes of riots in Albright's hometown over her death. The unease is spreading to other areas. Now that we are the invader, people are questioning NWO intentions. Kissinger, being first a diplomat, will handle this matter personally. He immediately sends orders to cease offensive efforts and to stand down at all stations. He prepares to deliver the Blue Standard to Shirkhan and to plant the yellow standard in honor of the fallen Bill. The apocalypse has a large navy prepared for invasion of the last White city in the center. It is too late to stop that operation, but maybe Shirkhan will talk peace after his last incursions. *** File Transfer: Round R=_B_ Game xx=12. Next Player's Turn yy=20 Side z=4. _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 20 Gamefile Sent To: ShirKhan (Blue) (jwtatom@mindspring.com) Date Sent: Saturday August 01, 1998 at 03:22 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Tuesday August 4, 1998 at 3:22 PM EDT (In GMT-0500: Tuesday August 4, 1998 at 2:22 PM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from "John W. Tatom" and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". [long battle reports and role-playing follow] REPORT FOR TOURNAMENT ROUND B, GAME B12, TURN 20, SIDE 04 (Blue) Start of Turn: Cities=17 Gold =533 Hero (Famine) Experience=40 Final Results: Cities= 19 (+2) Gold: 621 Income: 720 Expenses: 619 Hero (Famine) Experience: 42 (+2) Hero Action: Battles: Famine & Stack defeat White army at Fort Love 13. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 0,1,2 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 2 0 1 0 H *3* 0 No DEF: 0 0 0 0 1 *1* 1 No Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- *Hero 8 10 0.71068 <-- Lives! Archon 9 11 0.51228 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 11 0.24080 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 11 0.04966 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- Elephant 6 7 0.28932 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 9 0.19303 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 9 0.07874 <-- Dies... Griffin 6 9 0.01786 <-- Dies... Spider 4 7 0.00065 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 2 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Blue stack attacks White defenders at Point Mercy 61. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 1 *1* 1 No DEF: 1 5 1 0 2 NH *5* 0 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 7 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Archer 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Infantry, Lt 2 4 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 1.00000 <-- Lives! Dragon 7 11 1.00000 <-- Lives! Archon 9 13 1.00000 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 1.00000 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 0.99999 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 0.99998 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.99994 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.99981 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.99940 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.99821 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.99493 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.98646 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.96625 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.92244 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.83766 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.69520 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.49516 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.27354 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.09743 <-- Dies... Dwarf 4 8 0.01380 <-- Dies... Infantry, Hv 4 9 0.00204 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 16 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Blue stack attacks surviving White defenders at Point Mercy 61. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 1 *1* 1 No DEF: 1 5 1 0 2 NH *5* 0 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 7 8 0.00003 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00001 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 8 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Archer 4 5 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 0.99997 <-- Lives! Dragon 7 11 0.99990 <-- Lives! Archon 9 13 0.99965 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 0.99819 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 0.99581 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 0.99067 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.98018 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.95474 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.90426 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.81444 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.67427 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.48838 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.28800 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.12373 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.03184 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.00313 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 11 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Blue stack attacks surviving White defenders at Point Mercy 61. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 1 No DEF: 1 5 1 0 2 NH *5* 0 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 7 7 0.00570 <-- Dies.. Griffin 7 9 0.00259 <-- Dies.. Spider 6 8 0.00050 <-- Dies.. Spider 6 8 0.00010 <-- Dies.. Spider 6 8 0.00001 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 0.99430 <-- Lives! Dragon 7 11 0.98583 <-- Lives! Archon 9 13 0.96184 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 0.86983 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 0.77827 <-- Lives! Pikeman 5 9 0.65055 <-- Lives! Spider 4 10 0.49371 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.29205 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.12583 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.03245 <-- Dies... Spider 4 10 0.00319 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 6 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Blue stack attacks surviving White defenders at Point Mercy 61. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 0 0 *0* 1 No DEF: 1 5 1 0 2 NH *5* 0 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 7 7 0.14182 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.08348 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.04276 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.01822 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00602 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00136 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.00016 <-- Dies.. Spider 4 6 0.00000 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 0.85818 <-- Lives! Dragon 7 11 0.72672 <-- Lives! Archon 9 13 0.49532 <-- Dies... Pikeman 5 9 0.11133 <-- Dies... Pikeman 5 9 0.02774 <-- Dies... Pikeman 5 9 0.00263 <-- Dies... Defender wins with 2 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Blue stack defeats surviving White defenders at Point Mercy 61. ~~~ WarBOT beta 8 Armyset: Tournament b1-4 WL version: PC Classic Intense Combat: Off Terrain: Enemy city 3 or 4 prod Hero Bonuses Non- For- TOTAL Minus Fly Natural Item Hero tify City Cancel BONUS Enemy Item -------------------------------------------------------------- ATT: 0 0 2 0 *0* 1 No DEF: 1 5 1 0 2 N *5* 0 Yes Entered Final Attack Units: Strength Strength Survival % --------------- -------- -------- ---------- Elephant 8 8 0.93606 <-- Lives! Griffin 8 9 0.88366 <-- Lives! Minotaur 7 7 0.77407 <-- Lives! Spider 5 7 0.65851 <-- Lives! Spider 5 7 0.50827 <-- Lives! Spider 5 7 0.33373 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.16363 <-- Dies.. Spider 5 7 0.04226 <-- Dies.. Defense Units: --------------- *Hero 6 10 0.06394 <-- Dies... Dragon 7 11 0.01162 <-- Dies... Attacker wins with 5 unit(s) remaining ~~~ Income: Fort Love 13 looted for 54 gp (from White). Fort Love 13 pillaged for 750 gp. Point Mercy 61 looted for 54 gp (from White). Point Mercy 61 sacked for 430 gp. Outflow: Heavy Infantry purchased at Vale of Soy 16 for 300 gp. Heavy Infantry purchased at Vale of Joy 15 for 300 gp. Heavy Infantry purchased at Fort Love 13 for 300 gp. Heavy Infantry purchased at Point Mercy 61 for 300 gp. Other Action: *** >From his flagship, Bashar the Bull-man surveyed the massive SEO strike force which was under his command. He and his able brothers had led seasoned troops to within sight of the beach at Point Mercy, and now the time to attack was at hand. Mighty elephants trumpeted their eagerness to be back on land, even if it meant their death in battle. Countless spider legions formed the majority of the army, and they waited without emotion -- which was fortunate for Bashar, who otherwise would have had a difficult time with morale. For each of them knew that very few, if any, would survive the day. With blue banners flapping in the strong landward wind, the SEO ships entered the harbor. Since there was no chance of surprise, Bashar sent a small infantry detachment to the closed gate at Point Mercy. Their mission was to offer the defense garrison a chance to surrender. "Attention Point Mercy. By direct order of ShirKhan, the SEO is claiming control of the city. You may surrender or die", shouted the infantry commander. White-clad troops appeared atop the walls of the city defense. A strange glow emanated from within the walls and suddenly a dwarf wearing white robes appeared outside the gate, though the gate never opened. The dwarf began waving his hands and spewing elaborate verbiage of some sort. "We are not interested in your words", interrupted the SEO officer. "We know your leader, Oline, is within these walls. We will deal directly with her or we will attack." The dwarf began to laugh, but seemingly from dementia rather than scorn or humor. A dragon flew from within Point Mercy and began to circle above the city. Giant spiders wearing white patches made their way to the battlements. A ceremonial honor guard marched out from the gate, which was swung open by a huge, shimmering figure. Inside the gate, which now was an open stone arch, the white leader stood in an odd haze of dancing colors. A ray of multi-hued light shot from her and struck the SEO soldiers, destroying them where they stood. Bashar realized that surrender was not in the cards, and gave the order for the attack to begin. *** Famine was angered by the news of the ambush that had slain the blue dragon which he had sent to capture the white capital. He realized greed had clouded his logic and decided to concentrate his forces and lead an attack on Fort Love, where it was said the last of the white forces in the area had gathered. *** While SEO bowmen filled the air with arrows, blue troops secured a landing and charged towards the open gate of Point Mercy. An elephant trampled through the honor guard until the white dragon landed on its back. The dwarf screamed as the dead elephant landed on top of him. SEO spiders began scrambling up the walls and grappling with the defenders. A slight breach in the defense was created, and Bashar signaled for the next wave to attack. The white leader began concentrating on the SEO archers, eliminating them one by one with the rainbow beam. The elephant from the second ship charged directly at the gate, while more blue spiders scaled the walls. The shimmering gate guardian tackled the elephant and cut its throat with an unseen blade. The defenders shouted "Archon!" and cheered wildly -- but the white spiders were losing control of the wall. *** Famine and his cohorts arrived at Fort Love, and did indeed find a strong garrison of white forces there. A fierce but swift battle followed, with Famine personally slaying the last of the white griffins. As he took control of the city, Famine anxiously awaited the order to continue on towards The Citadel. *** Bashar watched intently as the blue griffin swooped down towards the white dragon. The bull-man knew that as long as the dragon guarded the skies, he could not assist his troops. The elephant charged at the dragon, but the cagey beast saw the trap and turned in time to combat the griffin in the air. The elephant lumbered on towards its secondary target, the gate. Again the impressive guardian hauled down the blue attacker, but this time the dying elephant managed to crash into the side of the gate, causing large cracks to spread across the stone arch. Several groups of veteran pikeman in white uniforms appeared to bolster the defense of the gate. Meanwhile, on the walls, the SEO spiders had overcome the defenders. A few of the blue spiders edged covertly toward the gate while the rest descended inside the city. Bashar ordered the next assault to commence, and yet another SEO elephant charged the gate as more blue spiders poured over the walls. The white leader was forced to concentrate on the spiders inside the walls. As the elephant crushed the white pikeman, the gate guardian once again brought the mighty animal down, but not before the elephant slammed into the gate structure. Archon looked up and assessed the arch, deciding that it would hold despite its groaning complaint. He would have been correct, if it were not for the SEO spiders that pulled the arch down on top of the defender. None survived the crush of stone. *** Famine could not understand why he had been ordered to remain in Fort Love. Surely, The Citadel would fall if he pressed the attack. What had happened to lead to this halt? *** Bashar saw his chance and gave the final orders. He stormed across the beach atop Modoc the Magnificent, the greatest of the SEO elephants. As the white dragon saw the need to defend the white leader, it raced to beat the blue elephant to the gate. However, an elite blue griffin had been waiting to take advantage of such a distraction, and dove down on the preoccupied dragon. Bashar could hear a satisfying crunch as the griffin's talons closed on the skull of the dragon. The white leader never saw Modoc coming. As she killed another after another of the blue spiders, she saw a large shadow all around her. Momentarily confused, she paused and was then crushed by Bashar's steed. Bashar thought he heard her say "Peace" as she died, but he could not be sure. *** ShirKhan felt a sudden understanding sweep over him. The blue sword which Death had wielded in the vision -- it signified that ShirKhan had gained control of death. It was as clear to him now as it had been unclear before. But control of death? What would he do with such control? He looked at the report of the battle at Point Mercy. Jones was defeated on the field, so his slanderous remarks were inconsequential. The blood that now filled the waters around Point Mercy -- was it the blood in the channels of his vision? He reviewed the recent communications from The Red Tape. Was there to be an end to their illogical bureaucracy? Had he achieved his goal of reducing the population and installing reason as the guide to man's future? The yellow insanity had been almost forgotten, the red officiousness was being reformed, and the nonsensical rantings of the white followers had been silenced. And the population had certainly been decreased. ShirKhan decided that the best way to control Death was not to invoke it further. He sent word to Famine to cease hostilities... _______________________________________________________________________________ =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Tournament Game: "B12" Turn Number: 21 Gamefile Sent To: Dark Lord Pi (White) (nafziger@scf.usc.edu) Date Sent: Tuesday August 11, 1998 at 01:06 PM EDT Date Gamefile Due: Thursday August 13, 1998 at 1:06 PM EDT (In GMT-0800: Thursday August 13, 1998 at 9:06 AM) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- _______________________________________________________________________________ __________ __________/ \__________ <__________ Turn 21 __________> \__________/ _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from "John W. Tatom" and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". FINAL REPORT Game: B12 Side: 4 (Blue) Cities: 19 Fraction: 19/44 = 0.4318 Gold: 722 Income: 720 Expenses: 619 Profit: 101 Light Inf | 10x2 + 0x3 + 0x4 + 0x5 = 20 Orc Mob | 2x2 + 1x3 + 0x4 + 0x5 = 7 Heavy Inf | 4x4 + 0 x5 + 0x6 + 0x7 = 16 Spiders | 44x4 + 13x5 + 0x6 + 0x7 = 241 Archers | 1x4 + 0 x5 + 0x6 + 0x7 = 4 Minotaurs | 5x6 + 3 x7 + 0x8 + 0x9 = 51 Griffins | 1x6 + 3x7 + 1x8 + 0x9 = 35 Elephants | 2x6 + 2x7 + 1x8 + 0x9 = 34 Archons | 0x7 + 0x8 + 1x9 + n/a = 9 Hero(es): strength with blessings & battle (*not* command) items = 8 ================================================================= TOTAL FINAL ARMY STRENGTH: 425 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from Dark Lord Pi and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". ********************************************************************* ** End of Game Statistics Template (email to Remailer on Turn 21) ** ********************************************************************* Game Name: B12 Your Side: #1, White Cities: 11 Fraction: 11/44 = 0.25 Gold: 1247 Income: 416 Expenses: 432 Profits: -16 ***************************************************************************** * Total Final Army BASE Strength Accounting: (include blessings only!) * ***************************************************************************** Unit Class | Unblessed + Blessed + 2xBlessed + 3xBlessed = Total ============================================================================= Wolves | 29 x4 = 116 Pikemen | 6 x4 = 24 Spiders | 15 x4 = 60 Minotaurs | 1 x6 = 6 Heavy Cav | 3 x6 = 18 Griffins | 6 x6 = 36 Elephants | 2 x6 = 12 Hero(es): strength with blessings & battle (*not* command) items = 8 =============================================================================== (If you have no units of a given class, just delete the line.) TOTAL FINAL ARMY STRENGTH: 270 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from "hammer" and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". FINAL REPORT - Raider (Red) Game: B12 Side: 3 (Red) Cities: 14 Fraction: 14/44 = 0.314 Gold: 2270 Income: 472 Expenses: 616 Profit: -144 Giant Bats| 1x1 + 0x2 + 0x3 + 0x4 = 1 Orc Mob | 2x2 + 2x3 + 0x4 + 0x5 = 10 Lt Cavalry | 1x2 + 0x3 + 0x4 + 0x5 = 2 Dwarf | 1x4 + 0x5 + 0x6 + 0x7 = 4 Heavy Inf | 22x4 + 0x5 + 0x6 + 0x7 = 88 Spiders | 37x4 + 6x5 + 0x6 + 0x7 = 178 Archers | 2x4 + 1x5 + 0x6 + 0x7 = 13 Catapults | 1x4 + 0 x5 + 0x6 + 0x7 = 4 Griffins | 7x6 + 1x7 + 0x8 + 0x9 = 49 Elephants | 3x6 + 0x7 + 0x8 + 0x9 = 18 Demons | 0x7 + 1x8 + 0x9 + n/a = 8 Hero: strength with blessings & battle (*not* command) items = 8 ================================================================= TOTAL FINAL ARMY STRENGTH: 383 _______________________________________________________________________________ The following diplomatic history message is from Pat Lang and is being sent to all the players of the Warlords II game "B12". Here are the official stats for this game. Let me know if there are any typos or other mistakes for your side, or if rules error tallies are incorrect. I'm going to assume the numbers below are essentially right, and delete the game eventually. If there's a problem, just email Bob or me. Congrats to everyone who played, and good luck in the rest of the Tournament. Pat White: Dark Lord Pi Yellow: Bottom Burp Red: Raider (as an early sub; Mikey - 182 was originally in this position) Blue: ShirKhan Final Stats for B12: White Yellow Red Blue* ----- ------ ----- ---- Last Turn Alive: 21 11 21 21 Last Side Alive: 1 1 1 1 Cities: 11 0 14 19 Fraction: .2500 0 .3182 .4318 Army Strength: 280 0 383 425 Gold: 1247 0 2270 722 Income: 416 0 472 720 Expenses: 432 0 616 704 Profit: - 16 0 - 144 + 16 Minor Errors: 1 0 0 1 Major Errors: 0 0 0 0 * Congratulations to ShirKhan as Blue! Rules Errors: Dark Lord Pi - 1 gamefile resend (Turn 16) ShirKhan - unreported hero experience change (Turn 13) _______________________________________________________________________________ Turn Side Num City Army Errors # Alias Win? Live Live City Fract Str Gold Profs Min Maj ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1,Dark Lord Pi (White),no , 21, 1, 11, 0.2500, 280, 1247, -16, 1, 0 2,Bottom Burp (Yellow),no , 11, 1, 0, 0.0000, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0 3,Raider (Red) ,no , 21, 1, 14, 0.3182, 383, 2270, -144, 0, 0 4,Blue ,no , 21, 1, 19, 0.4318, 425, 722, 16, 1, 0 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Total Unrazed Cities: 44