IN THE GRIMDARK FUTURE OF PLANET GRIMDARK, THERE IS VERY LITTLE BEER
How did this ImmortalTech Keg of Maniac Beer end up crashing into the surface of Planet Grimdark? Was it lost in the debris of some cataclysmic space battle? Was it launched here on purpose by some bored Immortal in order to cause chaos? No one knows.
What is known is that, when it arrived, its automatic defense systems kicked in. Two massive skeletal hands formed from the volcanic strata of the planetary crust, reaching upwards through the rock only to claw back in again and tear a giant prolapsed notebook in the surface. Robotic defenders, (mostly) immune to the temptation of the Beer thanks to their mechanikal nature, sprang up to man defense turrets against the sea of thirsty invaders sure to arrive.
Though it's sure to take hundreds of invaders to breach the defenses, in the end, only one can escape with the keg.
Everybody's welcome to join in on this one. I'll pick a team of five random minifigs and start you from a random edge of the crater. I'll even be so generous as to give one of them a basic hand weapon, but the other four will be in too much of a hurry to pack.
I won't be keeping track of turn order, so if I post a turn for your figs, it means I'm ready for your next set of orders. First come, first served. Also, when you join, feel free to can jump in with your first set of orders without waiting to see where I place you if you want to, since all sides of the field are pretty similar.