Bubba the Warrior

gozpel · June 21, 2002, 07:40

The stories goes: Pip the brave from the newfounded town of Thebes, ventured forward and found a small village in the outskirts of the lands.

He entered and was asked by the friendly tribespeople if he could take Bubba as an apprentice and teach him to use the club properly. He looked Bubba over and agreed, when the young warrior wannabe seemed strong and willing.

A few years went past and Pip entered another tribe close by and upset their mighty warriors and even if he fought bravely he was killed.

Meanwhile Bubba, who also was in the neighbourhood, heard rumors about Pip's departure and went to gather his tutor's earthly remains to bury, he was attacked by a stray angry tribesman. With luck and skills he survived the attack and in his head he heard a booming voice: "BUBBA, YOU ARE NOW A REGULAR!" The gods had spoken to him.

Very proud of himself he set out to explore the world. The tales of his bravery and clubmanship is legendary. He found 5 tribes under his journeys, all who he happened to upset and they wanted to kill him. But he dealt with it easily as only he could and when the diplomats at the homelands sent word to him to come home and after seeing the map of the other great civilizations, Bubba started to long journey home.

Clearing the way of several barbarian (rumors says he killed 8 barbs on the way, his killcount was now 23) Bubba the Elite Warrior was now only a short walk away to see his own great country for the first time in his life.
Suddenly the noise of battle reached his ears, the Romans had launched a sneak attack on the Egyptian empire and from nowhere a single horseman ambush Bubba and slays him on the spot.

Cleopatra the Queen furiously counter the filthy Roman's treason and wipe them all out, including burning all their cities to the ground and noone was ever to speak about them again.

Only Bubba remains in the egyptian peoples hearts and minds and every year the nation hold a celebration to his memory, where citizens and soldiers pay their tribute to the warrior, who almost made it home.

zulu9812 · June 21, 2002, 07:45

Very cool

gozpel · June 21, 2002, 07:49

And to the Mod who seemed this piece should have been moved to the the cesspool of ingaming : BURN!!!!!!

Overmoderating takes its tolld, but this story doesn't belong in the "story area"...since that freaking place is a place of ....anything but STORIES!!!!

So gimme a break and let this story sit where it belongs and mot like idiots like spycatcher34
that found my little tale in the wrong place.

Thats it!

Enjoy!

SomeOneElse · June 21, 2002, 07:49

nice, very nice

I'm not knocking your story, but shouldnt it be in the Civ3 Stories forum?

gozpel · June 21, 2002, 07:54

Originally posted by SomeOneElse
nice, very nice

I'm not knocking your story, but shouldnt it be in the Civ3 Stories forum?

EEEEEEEEEEEEEDIO.......

Hrmmm....did you read what I said....they send it there...and it is just a freaking playig forum....nothing has to do with stories like this!

This is just a bloody thing that happened to me, why is it so bloody important to send it elsewhere?????

Let it stay!

zulu9812 · June 21, 2002, 08:15

I think it should stay in the General forum

gozpel · June 21, 2002, 08:25

Originally posted by zulu9812
I think it should stay in the General forum

And the day came when I suddenly knew I have to make a deal with the Zulus. Little was known about them, but nothing could stand stronger than the alliance they proved to me, for no reason...

As he said, this is the gaming area...not the playimng area that is the story forums right now.

Seems like it was a fortnight since you checked those forums, so have another of what you like and check again!

And let this post stay!

And for you other ppl that happen to like this piece of art/crap...say you want it to stay!

gozpel · June 21, 2002, 08:36

Or just comment it!

gozpel · June 21, 2002, 08:47

But do you like the story...or dislike it?

That was my first question really?

Fitz · June 21, 2002, 13:08

Had me rolling on the ground, or at least holding onto my chair to stop falling out. Fantastic story.

And if it hadn't been in General, I never would have seen it.

zulu9812 · June 21, 2002, 13:46

Me too - I've never actually visited the Stories forum.

And Gozpel, it's the Scots. Regardless of what the name says

zulu9812 · June 21, 2002, 14:05

Another point - doesn't the Stories forum contain works of fiction, with plot and characters and narrative? A thread about the story of a game of Civ3 should definitely stay here. I've seen plenty of "I just won my first game!" threads on this forum, and that was never an issue.

Jawa Jocky · June 21, 2002, 15:37

It should stay in General because it is well written

Long live the memory of Bubba

Ming · June 21, 2002, 16:56

Originally posted by gozpel
And to the Mod who seemed this piece should have been moved to the the cesspool of ingaming : BURN!!!!!!

Hmmm... Burn... Real nice... (since I haven't moved any of your stuff lately) you must be refering to MarkG... you know... the owner of this site... the guy who makes it possible to post for free here... If he did move one of your posts... too bad. His right as the owner.

But I will do you a favor. I won't move this one to the story forum. But since it has turned into a spam fest, I'll just close it instead.

Have a nice day...

Oh... and by the way... if you start a thread in this forum to complain, you will be suspended. Take up any complaints you might have with the owner himself by PM or Email... I'm sure he will look kindly upon your complaint.

Ming · June 21, 2002, 19:55

Ahhhh... gozpel just PMed me and explained that his thread was moved on ANOTHER site by a very evil evil mod... and not here. He has apologized for making nasty comments about the owner/mod of this site... and that they were meant for that "evil" site. So...

Case Opened, and lets keep the spam down. Do other people have tales of their loyal warriors

Jaybe · June 21, 2002, 20:58

What one has to generally remember is that all those barbarians are big time wimps!

Sorry gozpel, but what level were you playing at, and what was the combat advantage over barbarians?
[EDIT: Chieftan=800%, Warlord=400%, Regent=200%, Monarch=100%, Emperor=50%, Diety=0%]

Please have a similar experience when your game-given advantage over barbarians is 0% / nought / nada and post again.

Seriously, changing the "Attack Bonus Against Barbarians" to zero in every level I play was the first thing I ever changed in the Editor. (It's under Difficulty Levels).

JB,
President of the Equal Combat Rights to Barbarians Society

P.S., If you were playing at Diety, or had already adjusted the Editor as I suggested above, please let me know, and I will sing the praises of that great warrior!

zulu9812 · June 21, 2002, 21:12

Dude - it's still a good story. Don't try and bring it down with complaints about the difficulty level. Anyway, post your own.

Jaybe · June 21, 2002, 21:37

Yes zulu, it IS an amusing short ditty.

OTOH, as President of the Equal Combat Rights to Barbarians Society, it seems I must let my complaint stand.

I have no complaints about difficulty level. It is only that this unfair combat against barbarians has got to stop! It is bad enough that we deploy patrols searching for barbarian camps so they can be attacked for the 25 Gold to the treasury, but to make it that every combat is almost a guaranteed win is so inhumane that even an Aztec Jaguar would feel cheated at how easy it is to gain a human heart to sacrifice! (whew, that was a long one)

I urge everyone to go into the Editor, make the changes as I suggested in my post above, and feel the fulfillment when you have JUSTLY taken out a barbarian warrior or horseman!

[EDIT] Also, there should be a flag such that if you have no combat advantage over the barb, and you are attacking it with an attack strength of 1 or 2, you also qualify for potentially generating a Great Leader.

philippe666 · June 22, 2002, 00:46

cool warrior.but a japaneze warrior once destroyed one of my modern armours.i nuked the warrior

Christantine The Great · June 22, 2002, 02:22

Originally posted by philippe666
cool warrior.but a japaneze warrior once destroyed one of my modern armours.i nuked the warrior

That's some revenge.

notyoueither · June 22, 2002, 02:31

I am Bubba.

Mr. President · June 22, 2002, 05:23

Alas for Captain Levar of the American trireme Snowbird. Just this afternoon he made his way through a delicate archipelago rife with storms, sharks, and Frenchmen. After becoming the first man to circumnavigate the continent, he undertook a dangerous voyage into a great bay around which French cities sat "like frogs around a pond". But on the way back to the port of Seattle, Captain Levar's navigation failed, and the Snowbird strayed from sight of land. There's been no sign of him since. Every night the harbor master places a lantern by the quay where the Snowbird used to moor, and we watch the horizon ever for those distinctive pennants.

zulu9812 · June 22, 2002, 13:21

The Greeks had grown strong, their conquests having taken them across the land. Despite their love of philosophy and the arts, the jealous attentions of neighbours forced the Greeks to take up arms against Germany and Russia. Having annexed empires to the west and south, Greece now covered fully one third of the landscape. But this angered the other nations and they started to mass their troops at the border. In desperation, the Greeks abandoned their Colosseum's and temples and trained for war at the barracks. The great intellects of the day turned their attention to the machines of war, far outstripping the scientific exploits of other nations: in particular, new iron horses fed on the black liquid. Alexander the Defiant deigned to name this new creation: he named it the Tank.

The first tank was built at the city of Argos, controlling the only pass through that mountainous region. From the ranks of tank crews, one man arose to command the tank division. A man who knew no fear, a man who would gladly sacrifice his life for his empire. That man was Odysseus. Through strict training and hard work at the local barracks, Odysseus molded the tank division from a motley crew into proud veterans.

Now Argos bordered the French empire, friends to the Greeks for many centuries. However, political tension with England and America began to unnerve Alexander the Defiant; he deemed
it necessary that all foreign troops be removed from Greek soil. Alas, at this dark hour, treachery struck! The French, who for centuries had enjoyed the protection of their Greek brothers, refused to remove their elite cavalry and war ensued. Everywhere, French fought Greek. Men who had once been brothers now turned on each other like a pack of wild dogs. All
their proud literature and wonders forgotten, the Greek empire degenerated into anarchy. News came from the frontier: France had signed an alliance with America. Fighting a war on three sides - against the French, the Americans and from within - all seemed lost.

But it was at Argos that the tide was turned. Odysseus sent his tanks to patrol the streets, restoring order to the city. News of the return of the law spread to other cities, and the rioting stopped. Through the fire of democracy, from the ashes of anarchy, the Greek republic was born. With the factories once more under control, the Greek war machine swung into action. Slowly, mile by mile, American and French troops were expelled from Greek territory, or crushed beneath the might Greek tanks. Everywhere, there was rejoicing. Thanks to Odysseus, Greek society had been brought back from the brink of destruction.

But the worse was yet to come.The French units that had been entrenched in Greek territory, whilst seemingly innumerable, had been but a fraction of the French host. Whilst the Americans returned to lick their wounds, the French returned. The Great Mountain Range scarred the land, separating the Greek and French empires. The Greeks breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that the French cavalry could not hope to negotiate the mountains. The only way through was through Argos. Through Odysseus.

Argos had been cut off from the rest of Greece by the last war. The retreating French has scorched the earth as they were beaten back. Roads, rail networks, farms: no more. The mighty Greek empire needed time to recover. They would not get it. The French horde fell on Argos like a thunderbolt. Scores of cavalry regiments galloped towards the ancient city. With no resources, and no hope of reinforcement, Odysseus and his tank crews prepared to sell their lives dearly. But they were not alone. Thousands of Argosian citizens heeded the call to arms, arming themselves with whatever weapons they could find: in most cases, an antiquated rifle.

The French attack was swift and deadly. Rifles cracked and spat death on both sides. The inexperienced Greek riflemen were the first to perish. The Greeks were beaten back to the old city walls. As the French cavalry raced across the runs to the last stand, Odysseus and his tanks came into play. Guns boomed, and horse and men fell. Grinding corpses beneath their tracks, Odysseus beat the French dogs back. For the moment.

The French leader, Joan d'Arc became obsessed with capturing Argos. Drawing troops from all corners of France, she hurled them at Argos. But with each attack, Odysseus's tanks stood resolute. The French advisors pleaded with Joan d'Arc to increase their scientific spending: their cavalry could not compete with tanks. But, blinded by obsession, Joan hurled more troops to the guns of the Greek tanks. Until one day, Odysseus's victories earned him the title of Great Leader. The people of Argos pleaded with Odysseus to leave his tanks, to flee the doomed city. They knew,
as Odysseus himself knew, that they could not hold out indefinitely. But Odysseus refused. There would be no retreat, no surrender.

News of this heroic stand spread to other Greek cities. The Greek scientists spurred on, created new and improved tanks,and even discovered the secret of nuclear power. Alexander prepared to send a detachment of these new tanks to aid Argos, but it was then that the marauding Americans returned. Forced to divert all troops to the American border, Argos was left to fend for itself. If it could hold out, the French could not advance into Greek lands.
Inability to save Argos drove Alexander into a fury and he ordered the construction of three weapons of mass destruction: weapons that could split the atom. He sent word of his intentions to Odysseus.

Both men knew that without reinforcements, Argos would fall and scores of French legions would be free to march on all of Greece. If Odysseus could contain the French for long enough, Alexander could launch these weapons of mass destruction and annihilate the French armies. But Argos would also perish. Grimly, Odysseus faced the citizens of Argos and told them of their fate. They would die, but Greece would live on. Jaws set, all of Argos readied itself for a final stand. Joan d'Arc believing her borders protected by her American allies, sent her entire military might against Argos. If the city fell, Greece would be hers to plunder.

Yet again, the French cavalry struck against Argos. The outer city was in ruins, it's defenders cowed behind the old city walls. Time and time again, Odysseus and his tanks hurled the invaders back. Odysseus knew it was only a matter of time. With each attack he lost more men and the French seemed to grow in number. He knew he could not hold out forever: he just needed to hold out for long enough.

Eventually, Argos fell. Odysseus, still living, was dragged from his tank. The skin was flayed from his back and he was impaled on cruel spikes. The French looted the city, plundering the cathedral, taking whatever was of value. In Paris, Joan d'Arc grinned wickedly.

Then the missiles struck. A blinding flash of light, seen for miles around, and Argos and thousands of Frenchmen were obliterated. News filtered through: the Americans had broken their alliance, and sided with the Greeks. All was lost. Then, in the distance, came the familiar sound of tanks. Thousands of Greek tanks. Desperately, the French struggled to retreat - they must protect the cities! Then came a second white flash, and a third. There weren't even any bodies left to bury.

In the coming campaign, the Greek and American forces ripped France apart in a pincer movement. Joan d'Arc was summarily executed, and America and Greece formed a strong partnership, based on trade and trust.

The pollution around what had once been Argos was cleared, but no new city was built. Millions of white crosses, row after row, filled the landscape. And the biggest cross of all, made of solid gold, inscribed with the name of Odysseus and what were reported to be his last words:

"I don't have time to die: I'm too busy!"

Some men buy precious jewels. Some men buy land. Some men try to buy another man's loyalty.

Odysseus bought the most precious commodity of all: time.

Christantine The Great · June 22, 2002, 15:53

Panag · June 22, 2002, 17:18

hi ,

panag > was eating banana's , when the story of Zulu came , the banana's felt out of the mounth , ...

great stuff , .....

have a nice day

Thrawn05 · June 22, 2002, 18:22

Cæsar, leader of the Romans, was sitting down in Rome reading his paper circa 1950's. The headlines read "Americans declare war on the Romans."

Cæsar looked up to see an ICBM coming straght down on his palace.

"Oh Cr@p!" Cæsar said.

Rome was no more.

Panag · June 22, 2002, 18:58

Originally posted by Thrawn05
Cæsar, leader of the Romans, was sitting down in Rome reading his paper circa 1950's. The headlines read "Americans declare war on the Romans."

Cæsar looked up to see an ICBM coming straght down on his palace.

"Oh Cr@p!" Cæsar said.

Rome was no more.

hi ,

in the year 1970 they cleaned all pollution , and they build a strategic defense network , .....

have a nice day

Lucilla · June 22, 2002, 19:08

Come on guys! We used to have stories with more substance in this thread. Where are the tales of bravery and spirit that will live eternaly in our minds to be past on to our children?

Thrawn05 · June 22, 2002, 21:16

Originally posted by Lucilla
Come on guys! We used to have stories with more substance in this thread. Where are the tales of bravery and spirit that will live eternaly in our minds to be past on to our children?

I just wanted to have some fun.

Thanks for the clean up panag

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