The Battle of the Pink Flowers
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The Battle of the Pink Flowers, Day 4: Tensions Rising
Yesterday we played another round, starting, as usual, with Billiam's turn.
Billiam's turn:
He begins by moving a half-naked guy with a shovel outside his fortifications. He is immediately crushed and killed by a falling pillar.
Suddenly, the sleeping troll wakes up, and pushes his way to the other side of Billiam's army.
The troll sees a giant rubber dinghy with a guy in it, and in a fit of rage, throws it to the complete other side of the battlefield. He then stomps off to find more boats to throw.
My brother's turn:
Before he can move anyone, the dynamite my hero had dropped last round goes off, killing his last chaingun operator.
Then he sees the airspeeder coming toward him with my hero and my sniper in it. One of his troops fires a rocket at my hero, but the sniper redshirts and dies for the hero. Then one of my brother's heroes kills my hero with a puny rifle after rolling a 6 twice in a row (dramatic choir began singing as he fell to the ground, already dead). The morale of my troops was beginning to fall, almost.
He kills one of Billiam's troops.
Then, he blows my other hero's head off, and cheers in joy, for he hated that hero so extremely for killing his chaingun operators. Then to his dismay, an exact clone of that hero drops out of the sky, and shouts PLEH.
Just as his turn is about to end, my brother begins shouting, literally SHOUTING, the pokémon evolution music, and ripped off the top of his Tall Tank Thing, and inside a MUMMY jumped out!!
The mummy hopped over to Billiam's fortifications...
And proceeded to rip one of his guy's eyes out. Now ends my brother's turn.
The Snack Break
During the snack break, we all ate potato chips and ice cream (I ate them together).
While eating some chips, Lawrence observed that a fly had landed behind the giant minifig stat card we had taped to a window.
It was promptly squished by billiam.
Next, my brother and his friends tried to slide my cult down the stair's handrail in a literal interpretation of the monorial cult.
My cult was not amused.
Lawrence's Turn:
Here we see an example of the utter desperation of Lawrence's forces.
One of Lawrence's troopers slashes with his broadsword at the grenade held in the hand of a Piltogg MG42 operator. It explodes, killing the trooper and both Nazis in the car.
Lawrence does kill some other stuff, but there's no pics of that stuff. Oh well.
The carnage at the end of round 3.
Somehow, we never really got to my turn, and we all ended up just playing Call of Duty 3 (splitscreen multiplayer) and running each other over with motorcycles.
End of Day 4
Yesterday we played another round, starting, as usual, with Billiam's turn.
Billiam's turn:
He begins by moving a half-naked guy with a shovel outside his fortifications. He is immediately crushed and killed by a falling pillar.
Suddenly, the sleeping troll wakes up, and pushes his way to the other side of Billiam's army.
The troll sees a giant rubber dinghy with a guy in it, and in a fit of rage, throws it to the complete other side of the battlefield. He then stomps off to find more boats to throw.
My brother's turn:
Before he can move anyone, the dynamite my hero had dropped last round goes off, killing his last chaingun operator.
Then he sees the airspeeder coming toward him with my hero and my sniper in it. One of his troops fires a rocket at my hero, but the sniper redshirts and dies for the hero. Then one of my brother's heroes kills my hero with a puny rifle after rolling a 6 twice in a row (dramatic choir began singing as he fell to the ground, already dead). The morale of my troops was beginning to fall, almost.
He kills one of Billiam's troops.
Then, he blows my other hero's head off, and cheers in joy, for he hated that hero so extremely for killing his chaingun operators. Then to his dismay, an exact clone of that hero drops out of the sky, and shouts PLEH.
Just as his turn is about to end, my brother begins shouting, literally SHOUTING, the pokémon evolution music, and ripped off the top of his Tall Tank Thing, and inside a MUMMY jumped out!!
The mummy hopped over to Billiam's fortifications...
And proceeded to rip one of his guy's eyes out. Now ends my brother's turn.
The Snack Break
During the snack break, we all ate potato chips and ice cream (I ate them together).
While eating some chips, Lawrence observed that a fly had landed behind the giant minifig stat card we had taped to a window.
It was promptly squished by billiam.
Next, my brother and his friends tried to slide my cult down the stair's handrail in a literal interpretation of the monorial cult.
My cult was not amused.
Lawrence's Turn:
Here we see an example of the utter desperation of Lawrence's forces.
One of Lawrence's troopers slashes with his broadsword at the grenade held in the hand of a Piltogg MG42 operator. It explodes, killing the trooper and both Nazis in the car.
Lawrence does kill some other stuff, but there's no pics of that stuff. Oh well.
The carnage at the end of round 3.
Somehow, we never really got to my turn, and we all ended up just playing Call of Duty 3 (splitscreen multiplayer) and running each other over with motorcycles.
End of Day 4
I think those stats only apply to non-Mexicans.
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Things are going brutally now. Go mummy!
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ha, nice, this inspires me.
now have an epic battle on the fortress you built, complete with STRATEGY(may not be avialable at certain retailers).
now have an epic battle on the fortress you built, complete with STRATEGY(may not be avialable at certain retailers).
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I call him Panther because of his awesome silkiness. And because if you're walking around a corner or up the stairs, he leaps out of the shade and latches on to your leg, scratching and clawing. And he kills rats and birds and baby bunnies and brings them into the house right up to my feet like a present or something. It's really quite awesome.
I think those stats only apply to non-Mexicans.
My cult's fat, old, and lazy. He just sits in the grassand waits for something to pass him in the weeds and swats at it. If he doesn't get it he leaves it alone.Dr. X wrote:I call him Panther because of his awesome silkiness. And because if you're walking around a corner or up the stairs, he leaps out of the shade and latches on to your leg, scratching and clawing. And he kills rats and birds and baby bunnies and brings them into the house right up to my feet like a present or something. It's really quite awesome.
He catches things quite often though. He then brings them in the house, still alive, and drops them. They run away and he's too lazy to go get them.