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[Muad'Dib]

No problemo.
Just send the file when it's my turn.


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"And his word shall carry
death eternal to those who
stand against righteousness."

[kcbob]

Don't worry, MD. I think we were worried that something had happened to you.

At this point, I would suggest that if Scouse Gits haven't played the next turn, they or Julius could forward the game to you. If they have played (or started), how about if you jump in after them?

Is this agreeable with everyone?

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Frodo lives!

[Muad'Dib]

I must've miss interpreted the posts. I thought you guys HAD skipped my turn. I didn't realize you were still waiting for me.
When I'm working, I also don't have the time to post. As you can see the time between posts.
Sorry for any inconvienence.




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"And his word shall carry
death eternal to those who
stand against righteousness."

[Daddy-O]

Hail Hail!

[kcbob]

All hail King Julius the Wise. The King is dead! Long live the King!!!



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[Julius Brenzaida]

* 1250 BC 170’000 loyal subjects from 6 cities are here for the coronation of Julius I. He promises to bring peace and order to the kingdom and proclaims he wants to be called Julius the wise. He also acknowledge a little “penchant” for little works of marbles or bronze. More on that later on.
* 1200 BC To justify his nickname King Julius wisely listened to the words of Emperor Augustus, born about 1200 years after him. Yes King Julius the Wise sometimes foresees the future and sometimes he doesn’t see the present. A praiseful king indeed. Augustus had written just before he died, so that you could trust him to be serious, that one should not expend the empire too much or it would fall. Julius agreed and decided to brought back the archer to West Point. We’re not here to fight, but to enlighten the word with our culture and our science, he told his at first bemused subject. And then he chose to research Bronze Working, for he wished to build the Colossus as a testimony to his immortal words.
* 1150 On the southern edge of the main continent, 50 pieces of gold were found in a hut by some bold horsemen. Few were those who overjoyed on the news, but King Julius undestood it was a message from the Gods. He was right to pursue the road to money and trade. Otherwise, the gods would have sent an useless archer ! That was when the first little statues were erected by the most faithful subjects in honor of King Julius.
* 1050 Discovery of Bronze Working. The last horsemen head back to a populated area. The frontiers (limes) of the kingdom are now clearly drawn. West Point starts building a library, the first in a vast plain of scientifical progress.
*1000 BC Distant Shore has been assigned as the only “uncultural” city of the kingdom. One mighty warrior from the relocated trireme steps up on the almost unknown southern island. There is a hut and scrolls of wisdom. It’s the Currency. The king had a vision and his vision was right. Numerous manifestations of worship blossom all through the kingdom.. The people double their efforts to build the oversized statue of their King in Perfect City. Confirmed in his vision by the Gods themselves, King Julius the Wise chooses Trade as the next wisdom to be studied. And boldly, he decides to transform some silk around Perfect City into wheat to allow the city to grow. It was against the book, but blessed by the Gods, Julius the Wise cannot be and is not wrong.
* The next years passed peacefully, humbly and clearly as the path chosen was wise and understood by all the subjects. No wars were fought and cities growed slowly. A new island was discovered in the south. No more unwise expansion had deciced the King, but we shall search for our neighbors to share with them the knowledge that we only are the true children of the Gods. Not that it would please them !
* 825 BC King Julius was getting old and growing impatient to let his mark in the History with a huge “H”. His people decided to found the city of Julianopolis in a perfect 4 square emplacement to honor him, but it was not enough. He felt his end was near and decided to rushbuild his great work, the Colossus. Ruining the kingdom’s treasury, but fullfilling his dream of immortality.
* In 800 BC, the Colossus was build in Perfect City and, his heart at least at peace, King Julius the Wise died in 775 BC... of an heart attack, of course. His last decision, after the discovery of Trade, had been to research Literacy. What a fitting testimony of his lasting vision of a world of peace, litterature and trade. Everywhere all through the kingdom, 230’000 people of 7 cities wept in front of little marble statues of the beloved king. And every year, on november 29th, the day of his death, there is a pilgrimage and gifts are place at the feet of his big statue in Perfect City. May our noble leader have been right and may the Gods forever bless our kingdom he so wisely ruled.

[Julius Brenzaida]

Don’t worry about the cities, I was just kidding. I only founded one as you may read in my little history.
I’ve send the game to Scouse Gits, is that correct ?
And Scouse, please confirm you've received it.
The landscape is beautiful but there’s not that much of plains. Explosive (yes, I see far away) will be great.


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Oh Man, when will you understand that your greatness lies in your failure - Goethe

[kcbob]

quote: Originally posted by Julius Brenzaida on 11-28-2000 04:28 PMI’ve got to build at least 15 cities in 15 turns, that’s right ?

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[Julius Brenzaida]

quote: Originally posted by kcbob on 11-27-2000 07:48 AMAs for "pushing the envelope", the explanation was not meant to be a literal translation. I asked a guy who sits beside me at work if he'd heard of it and the origin and here is his explanation. Years ago, aerospace engineers would sometimes do their calculations anywhere they could find writing space, e.g., on the backs of envelopes. When the limits of the capabilities of the hardware they were designing had been reached and consequently exceeded, they called it "pushing the envelope". And yes, Maud'Dib is from Dune.

Well, it’s almost frightening all that I am learning on this site !



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Oh Man, when will you understand that your greatness lies in your failure - Goethe

[Julius Brenzaida]

Ok, I’ve received the game. I’m gonna play it tomorrow morning. First of all I got to find a move for my game against Smash. Glad to see it all proceed. I’ve got to build at least 15 cities in 15 turns, that’s right ?
And could you remind me to whom I shall send the game once I am finished ?


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Oh Man, when will you understand that your greatness lies in your failure - Goethe

[kcbob]

Actually, it might have been a wash. True, we obtained Monarchy ahead of schedule, but we just missed the revolution and had to wait a few moves for that. Eh bien, c'est la vie.

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[Smash]

LOL..I was just thinkin why I named an eastern city West Point??

Nice results from huts!That must have saved oodles of turns to monarchy

[kcbob]

Thank you, skrobism.

Actually, writing the "history" is half the fun.

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Frodo lives!

[Daddy-O]

I know I am not playing this game, but very nice history. I love reading these.


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'I want to be hand counted and checked for dimples.'
[This message has been edited by skrobism (edited November 28, 2000).]

[kcbob]

The world was young, a veritable garden, most bountiful indeed! Pheasants, silkworms, and whales were abundant. We were living in peace and harmony, a steady income of shekels. Our seers (never underestimate the value of seers, my friend) rightly divined that the world was inhabited by other civilizations, hereafter known as the Russians, the Babylonians, the Germans, the Carthaginians, and the Americans. (There was some question about the Americans, divining, and dimples but that's another story. )

The people considered many things and after much thought and prayer, our fishermen in the City of Only Three were asked to work in the wheat fields, our fishermen in Sherwood asked to tend to the silk worms. All this was done to improve production, and the people were glad. Our intrepid navy, the trireme Titanic, set sail from West Point, located in the eastern portion of the empire. (Go figure)
Horsemen, exploring the unknown, came upon a hut beckoning to them to enter. While pondering the wisdom of this, the Titanic espied from afar another hut, sadly just out of reach.

A mighty warrior was trained in Sherwood and the silk farmers nee fishermen were moved to the pheasant country to the north to become game wardens. Our archer, Robin of Lox Lee, was ordered back to Port au Prince and, while on the way, uncovered new whaling grounds near to shore.

And then, glory of glories, a Code of Laws was finally agreed upon by our people. Having achieved this monumentous decision, it was decided to begin looking into the possibility of choosing one ruler, a king, a Monarch, to rule over us. At the same time, our patient horsemen to the north threw back the curtain over the door of the hut by which he had been camped and, lo, 50 gold shekels lay at his feet!

Further exploring uncovered new lands to be inhabited at some time in our glorious future. Robin of Lox Lee boarded the Titanic and set sail for the distant shore upon which the newly discovered hut lay waiting.
Upon arriving there, Robin bravely peered into the hut and to his surprise, a wandering nomad stood and begged asylum. Given approval, he immediately founded Distant Shore in the midst of two whaling grounds.

With glad hearts the people of Distant Shore bid Robin of Lox Lee farewell. He boarded the Titanic, set sail, and… voila!!! Yet another thatched roof structure. With a great sense of foreboding, Robin bravely set foot off of the Titanic, into the mysterious hut, and… voila un autre fois!!! Monarchy!!!!! The gods be praised!!! May the name of Robin of Lox Lee be remembered forever in the annals of our glorious empire!!!

And then, just as the kingdom approved its new form of government, just as the kingdom was ready to name its new monarch… tragedy struck. Some say it was Robin of Lox Lee, jealous of kcbob's soon to be obtained title, who performed the dastardly deed. To this day, no one knows. All that is known is that kcbob disappeared, his whereabouts to this day a mystery. In his absence, in his memory, the kingdom moved forward naming its first king. The king is dead! Long live the King. May he live forever! And his name shall be called…


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Frodo lives!