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...the Romans, for their four-city-wide desert island!
It was supposed to be a standard continent game, played in Regent. And it was - for all other civilizations, save the pathetic, isolated Romans, who began their miserable lives stuck on an island with no iron, no horses, no anything save the presense of incense and sand.
I tried to build the Great Lighthouse, in an attempt to escape the Island of Death, but was beaten BY ONE TURN by the Iroquois, far far to the north. Consequently, none of my galleys ever made it past the Great Sea. I was truely alone, with only a soccer ball to keep me company.
Out of some masochistic urge for punishment, I decided to continue the game into the modern age. I "kept up" with technology, relatively speaking, by turning off all research and buying everything from everyone (whom I met through passing galleons.) By A.D. 1860, the Americans across the Great Sea had built the Hoover Dam, and was fast approaching nuclear capablility, while I, in humble contrast, had just discovered (purchased) the tank. Which was pointless, as I had no saltpeter, nor oil, nor rubber. Only coconuts, which the Professor fashioned into workable Sherman tanks.
It was, without a doubt, the most worthy candidate for a game Damned by Fate that I have every played. I found it truely amusing.
Does anyone else have a "Dead Last" story that needs telling, for posterity's sake? (Confession is good for the soul... !)
It was supposed to be a standard continent game, played in Regent. And it was - for all other civilizations, save the pathetic, isolated Romans, who began their miserable lives stuck on an island with no iron, no horses, no anything save the presense of incense and sand.
I tried to build the Great Lighthouse, in an attempt to escape the Island of Death, but was beaten BY ONE TURN by the Iroquois, far far to the north. Consequently, none of my galleys ever made it past the Great Sea. I was truely alone, with only a soccer ball to keep me company.
Out of some masochistic urge for punishment, I decided to continue the game into the modern age. I "kept up" with technology, relatively speaking, by turning off all research and buying everything from everyone (whom I met through passing galleons.) By A.D. 1860, the Americans across the Great Sea had built the Hoover Dam, and was fast approaching nuclear capablility, while I, in humble contrast, had just discovered (purchased) the tank. Which was pointless, as I had no saltpeter, nor oil, nor rubber. Only coconuts, which the Professor fashioned into workable Sherman tanks.
It was, without a doubt, the most worthy candidate for a game Damned by Fate that I have every played. I found it truely amusing.
Does anyone else have a "Dead Last" story that needs telling, for posterity's sake? (Confession is good for the soul... !)
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