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  • [For previous entries in this playtest session report, see Chapter 1 and Chapter 2.]

    When last we left Doktor Radium and his faithful bodyguard, Gunther, they had discovered a Pit Chamber in the basement of the pawn shop adjoining the good Doktor's laboratorium.

    Without hesitation, Gunther prepares to descend into the darkness. He will only fail his Might test on a roll of 1, but failure will mean a fall into the bottomless depths, so Doktor Radium's player chooses to invest some Moxie in Gunther's roll and increase his chance of success. Buying bonus dice is pricey for Allies though -- 2 Moxie for 1 additional die -- so the Doktor chooses to buy just one bonus die.

    Doktor Radium's player rolls two dice for the test, and neither comes up a 1, so Gunther successfully scales the pit's wall and finds purchase on a ledge somewhere in the darkness below. Now Doktor Radium must attempt the descent.

    He needs to roll a 4 or higher (his Might of 1 + a roll of 4 = 5, the difficulty of the test). The Doktor doesn't like those odds. He reviews his German Discipline Advantage to see if it will be of help to him in this instance.

    Because German Discipline allows Doktor Radium to re-roll all dice used on a test, Radium's player chooses to buy 1 bonus die in order to make more efficient use of the ability. He rolls a 3 and a 5 on his first roll, though, so he doesn't actually need to use German Discipline. Gunther assists the Doktor in the short climb down to the ledge.

    Each success on the test grants the Doktor +1 Moxie (as indicated by the thumbs-up "Phew!" result on the Pit Chamber card), so his net loss for resolving this card is -1 Moxie (-2 Moxie to buy a bonus die for Gunther, -1 Moxie to buy a bonus die for himself, +2 Moxie for both characters passing the test). In the Doktor's analysis, that's a fair price for not falling into a bottomless pit.

    Having resolved the Pit Chamber card, and still in possession of the upper hand, Radium's player chooses the Underground Clue (white magnifying glass on dark gray background) as the next card in his adventure.

    The cold ledge appears to open into a passage or tunnel, but the progress of our intrepid pair is quickly obstructed by a Pile of Rubble.

    Gunther, with his Might of 3, is obviously the man for this job; the Doktor would surely injure himself if he lifted even a single brick. The Doktor's resources are depleted (he currently has just 1 Moxie), so he must either let Gunther make the "Excavate" test without any bonus dice, or retreat from the depths. Gunther begins the hard work of clearing the passage, tossing the hefty stones off the ledge and into the darkness below.

    "Gunther! Nein!" shouts the Doktor as Gunther rolls badly, pulling out a stone that brings down part of the ceiling on his head. As per the "ceiling collapse" test failure result, Gunther suffers 2 wounds from a roll of 1D3, avoiding death by 1 wound. Loudly castigating his bodyguard for incompetence, Doktor Radium begins to clear the rubble from the boxer's battered body. As part of the same failure result, the Doktor is now forced to spend the first of the 2 actions he has available this turn.

    Having completely resolved the Pile of Rubble card, the Doktor has only 1 Moxie and 1 action remaining. He briefly contemplates spending his last action to rest and heal Gunther, but then realizes he can finish his adventure by choosing a Valuable (yellow background) as his next card. Luckily, since it's still the first turn of the game, he has zero Menace, so he still has the upper hand, and can choose the next card. Loot (gemstone icon) tends to be grant Moxie, while Artifacts (urn icon) and Gadgets (lightbulb icon) grant useful powers. The Doktor's player chooses to reveal an Artifact, because he already has a Gadget (the Magnetosphere), and just wants to mix things up.

    As Doktor Radium struggles to haul Gunther out of the rubble, he notices a gleam amongst the stones. Leaving Gunther groaning on the ledge, he steps back toward the rubble, reaches down, and pulls a small object from the debris.

    "Was ist das...?" the Doktor mutters under his breath, mometarily hypnotized as he holds the Girasol Ring up in the darkness. The gemstone seems to flash with red light from within. The sender of the coded message that led him into the basement of the pawn shop must have intended this strange piece of jewelry for him. But why?

    Such matters must be considered at a later time. Gunther needs medical attention. The Doktor swiftly pockets the ring and moves to help his bodyguard back onto his feet.

    The Girasol Ring has an Occult theme (red pentagram in the theme column in the upper left), and grants +1 Moxie upon being revealed (the +1 star below the theme column). The "End" box in the lower right corner indicates that this card wraps up the adventure. With all of the cards lined up in the player's adventure area, the final adventure looks like this:

    Because the adventure came to a "Heroic Conclusion" (i.e., Doktor Radium reached the end card in one piece), all of the preceding cards in the adventure are checked for a green hourglass icon, which indicates any effects that are triggered by a Heroic Conclusion. The only card with such an entry is the adventure's first card, The Curious Doktor.

    "Curiosity satisfied" grants the Doktor another +1 Moxie, bringing his total current Moxie up to 3. The Girasol Ring is an item, so the Doktor can equip it, and decides to give it to Gunther. He figures that the ring's "Dazzling gem" ability will make a good combination with Gunther's "Jab" ability. All of the adventure cards are now discarded to their respective decks, and Doktor Radium appears back in his Laboratorium.

    The Doktor still has 1 action remaining, and decides to use it to rest, using the "Sanctuary" ability of his Laboratorium. Gunther is healed completely, and Doktor Radium's turn ends.

    That wraps up Doktor Radium's first adventure of the game. Tune in next week, to see what happens when Rockwell Jones mixes it up with the Midnight Army on the streets of Chicago!

    [Continue to chapter 4]

     

     

     

     

  • [Previous chapters in this series: 1, 2, 3]

    Rockwell Jones was a prizefighter before he was asked to throw one too many matches and quit the racket in disgust. Taking over his deceased father's accounting office at 114 West 86th Street, on Chicago's South Side, he reinvented himself as private eye, first helping out family friends, and gradually earning bigger and more well-connected clients. Now, among the gin-joints and meat-packing plants of the Windy City, he earns his keep as an Ace Detective; the tools of his trade are a keen eye for detail, a bloodhound's persistence, and his trusty .45 Automatic.

    One hot afternoon, there's a knock on the door of his office at 114 West 86th Street. A knock that will change Rockwell's life.

    Mrs... "Smith" says her husband's been missing for two weeks. Something about her story smells wrong, and Rockwell suddenly knows what a fish must feel like when the hook goes in. But it's better than being bait, and he needs the money. He presses Mrs. Smith for details about her husband's recent activities, and from her purse she produces a tattered piece of paper, which she carefully unfolds. Rockwell's gut feeling goes from bad to worse. It's a Map Drawn in Blood.

    The card's themes (Occult and Weird) don't match the Hook's theme (Criminal), so the Arch Villain gains no theme tokens. But below the theme column is an icon (the skull) which indicates Rockwell must gain 1 Menace. After all, nothing good can come from a map drawn in blood.

    Rockwell passes the "Decipher" test without using any bonus dice, and gains 1 Moxie, bringing his Moxie and Menace totals to 5 and 1, respectively. He has the upper hand, so he decides which link to follow on this Adventure. Since a map could lead anywhere, the links cover Locations and Destinations of all possible terrain types. If the Arch Villain had the upper hand, he could send Rockwell to the jungle, desert, or even one of Earth's frozen poles. But Rockwell's player has control, so he keeps the adventure local by choosing a City Location (the topmost link).

    The scourge of the new century has not left Chicago untouched. Rockwell knows the place, and asks Mrs. Smith if her husband may have fallen under the sway of the poppy. She pleads ignorance; regardless of the truth, the gumshoe has no choice but to investigate the Opium Den. He grabs his hat and coat, sees Mrs. Smith out the door, and hits the streets in the dying light of the day.

    The Opium Den's Criminal theme matches the theme of In Walked a Dame, so the Arch Villain gains 1 Criminal theme token, and such a place is part of the dark underbelly of the big city, so Rockwell gains 1 Menace.

    Rockwell's player moves his pawn from his home base to the Opium Den card to resolve the "Question proprietor" entry. He can use either Might (roughing up the proprietor) or Wit (interrogating him), and chooses Might since it is his higher stat. He only has 2 Menace, so the effect of failing the test -- giving the Arch Villain the option to spring a Trap if Rockwell has at least 3 menace -- won't trigger even if he fails. Rockwell makes his roll without bonus dice, passing the test, and gains another point of Moxie.

    Since Rockwell's Ace Detective Advantage gives him free bonus dice on Clue cards, he chooses a City Clue as his next card.

    The proprietor clams up, but Rockwell notices one of the den's customers looking a little agitated, and turns his formidable attention on the nervous addict. The new card has a Criminal theme, which matches at least 1 preceding card in the Adventure, so the Arch Villain gains another Criminal token.

    Rockwell can tell that this Stool Pigeon will give up some valuable information with a little encouragement. Unfortunately, this Clue card doesn't call for a test, so the ability granted by Ace Detective does not apply. Wanting to hold on to his Moxie lead, Rockwell elects to use the "Good cop" option, and spends 1 action (his first of 2) to interrogate the pathetic schlub.

    Then, he resolves the next step on the Stool Pigeon card, "He squeals," and chooses to draw a Hero card. Hero cards represent allies, equipment, and twists that can affect various aspects of the game. In addition, each Hero card is worth 1 Moxie point, and may be discarded at any time to pay any Moxie cost (other than buying a new Advantage). A given Hero player can hold up to 5 Hero cards. Rockwell draws Burst of Speed.

    So this card has 3 possible uses: 1) it may be discarded at any time to pay 1 point of any Moxie cost; 2) it may be played to give any Hero or Ally +2 to any Speed roll, or 3) it may be played to change the outcome of any engagement (in a fight) in which any Hero or Ally has won with Speed. Rockwell adds the card to his hand.

    Feeling the urge to leave the hazy underworld and clear his head, Rockwell decides that the card to follow the Stool Pigeon will be a City Location.

    The squealer points our dogged detective to a nearby, boarded-up Warehouse. The Arch Villain gains yet another Criminal token, and Rockwell's player moves his pawn onto the Warehouse card.

    Casing the joint from a distance, Rockwell sees a night watchman making the rounds. He deliberates trying to talk his way in, but decides again to conserve his Moxie in order to keep a firm grasp on the upper hand. So his only other choice is a stealthy entrance. He's feeling confident about his progress so far, and thinks that his luck will hold out long enough to make a roll of 4 or higher (Rockwell's Speed of 2 + a roll of 4 = the test's difficulty of 6). He briefly considers using the Burst of Speed card for its +2 Speed bonus, but then decides that fighting a City Minion -- which he will have to do if he fails the test --  will probably be manageable.

    He makes an unmodified roll of 1 die and gets a 2. He climbs into the warehouse through a window, and drops to the floor among mountains of stacked crates. But his entrance has not gone unnoticed! Suddenly, uniformed figures emerge from the shadows, and Rockwell finds himself surrounded by the...

    Tune in next week for another exciting installment of Thrilling Tales of Adventure!

    [Continue to chapter 5]

  • [Previous chapters in this series: 123, 4]

    When last we left Rockwell Jones, ex-pugilist private eye, he was on the trail of a missing person, and had followed a lead from an opium den into the dark recesses of a Warehouseon Chicago's waterfront. His attempt to sneak inside failed, and he found himself surrounded by the Midnight Army.


    The Midnight Army's "reveal column" -- the chain of icons running down the left edge of its card -- is resolved as soon as the card is revealed. The Army has a Military theme (red shield), which doesn't match any other cards in the current Adventure (see chapter 4), so the Arch Villain gains no theme tokens. The last entry in the reveal column is the card's Menace cost, in this case -3 Menace (skull icon). Rockwell immediately loses 3 Menace, reducing his Menace level to zero. A given Hero's Menace level ranges from 0 to 10, and may never drop below zero or rise above 10. Menace is spent by the Arch Villain to activate special powers and to buy bonus dice for tactic rolls, so Rockwell's Menace level of zero minimizes the threat of the Midnight Army. The Menace cost of revealing enemies serves as a balancing mechanic, mitigating the threat of more powerful foes, especially in the early game. Rockwell has no allies, and has encountered the Midnight Army -- one of the most powerful City Minions --  on the first turn of the game, but until he gains Menace, the Midnight Army will not be able to use its "Rifles" ability or buy bonus dice.

    Which brings us to one of TToA's core gameplay elements: fighting. Each fight round costs 1 action to resolve, and Rockwell has 1 action remaining, so he will fight 1 round before play passes to the next player.

    Each character (Hero, Ally, Minion, or Villain) in the game is rated in three primary stats (Might, Speed, and Wit), and three secondary stats (Engage, Health, and Defeat). Might, Speed and Wit are the values used for test and tactic rolls, with a normal human range of 1 to 3.

    Engagerepresents the minimum number of engagements a character must resolve on a given fight round. Each time any two opposing characters engage, they each use up 1 engagement, and a given fight round ends when all available engagements have been used up. This means that, in a fight involving just two opposing characters, each with an Engage rating of 1, a fight round would end after a single engagement between those two characters. However, Group characters usually have a number of engagements based on their remaining Health. Here, you can see that the Army's Engage rating is 1/1 Health, which means the Army must resolve 1 engagement per point of Health it has remaining. So, because the Army has Health 4, Rockwell will have to fight 4 engagements before the fight round ends. This mechanic is meant to reflect the feeling of being mobbed or swarmed by a large group of enemies. 

    Healthrepresents a character's durability. A given character can suffer two types of damage: wounds and fatigue (represented by red and yellow "droplet" icons/counters, respectively). A given character is defeated as soon as the number of wound counters it carries equals or exceeds its maximum Health rating, or as soon as the number of fatigue counters it carries exceeds its maximum Health rating. The difference between wounds and fatigue may seems meaningless until you figure in the fact that it is much easier to recover fatigue than it is to heal wounds. For instance, a rest action heals 1 wound on each party member (2 wounds if resting in a city), but removes allfatigue from each party member; and any time a Hero spends an action to move via train, ship, or aeroplane, all fatigue is removed from each party member (because someone else is doing the driving).

    Defeatis the Moxie or Menace adjustment that is applied to the active Hero upon the character's defeat. In this case, Rockwell will gain 3 Moxie if and when he defeats the Midnight Army. You can think of a given character's Defeat value as its experience point value, with the added twist that the defeat of an Ally actually penalizes the owning Hero by inflicting a lossof Moxie.

    So, Rockwell begins his first fight round against the Midnight Army. At the start of each fight round, the active Hero player always has the option to attempt to escape from the fight. This costs 1 Moxie, and requires the Hero player to win a Speed test against the Speed of the enemy. If you successfully escape, you can just ignore the enemy and continue with your Adventure; if you fail, you have to resolve the fight round, less the 1 Moxie you spent on the attempt. Since this is Rockwell's first foe, and he's unscathed and fully rested, he decides to fight this first round.


    Each player has three six-sided tactic dice, each of which is color-coded to match one of the three primary stats: a red die for Might, a yellow die for Speed, and a blue die for Wit. In addition, each player has two "bonus dice" (white for the Hero players, black for the Arch Villain player), which may be added to any tactic roll for a cost of 1 Moxie/Menace per die if a Hero or Villain is making the roll, or 2 Moxie/Menace per die if an Ally or Minion is making the roll.


    For each engagement, the two opposing players each take all five of their dice under the table to choose tactics secretly. Each player selects one colored die to indicate which tactic he is using for that engagement (Might, Speed, or Wit), and then 0, 1, or 2 bonus dice to add to that roll. Both players reveal their choices simultaneously, pay for any bonus dice they reveal, and roll their dice. Just as with test rolls (see chapter 2), a player may only use the result on one of his dice to add to the roll (i.e., the numbers rolled on bonus dice are not all added to a roll total, but provide more chances to roll a high number).

    Each player calculates his tactic roll total by adding his highest die roll to the stat indicated by the colored die he rolled, then adding 2 to the total if he chose a tactic that is strong against his opponent's chosen tactic. In classic rock/scissors/paper form, each of the 3 primary stats is strong against 1 opposing stat: Might gets +2 against Wit, Speed gets +2 against Might, and Wit gets +2 against Speed.


    And, as you can see, each tactic has one basic result for the winner: if you win with Might, you inflict 1 wound on your foe; if you win with Speed, you inflict 1 fatigue; and if you win with Wit, you gain 2 Moxie and lose 2 Menace (this last is reversed on the Arch Villain's tactic results table, so the opposing Hero loses 2 Moxie and gains 2 Menace when the Arch Villain player wins with Wit). Of course, various character abilities and card effects can alter these results, which is where a lot of flavor can enter a fight. For instance, Rockwell's .45 Automatic allows him to alter the outcome of an engagement if he wins it with Speed:


    The Midnight Army's "Rifles" ability allows for a similar result substitution, which may be applied if the Midnight Army wins with Wit, but the Army needs Menace to use the ability and Rockwell currently has 0 Menace. Generally, heavy weapons like tommy guns depend on Might, handguns depend on Speed, and long-range and area-effect weapons like rifles or dynamite depend on Wit.

    Got all that? To the fray!

    ROUND 1

    First engagement: Both players choose tactic dice secretly. Rockwell chooses Might, with no added bonus dice (he reveals his 1 red die). The Arch Villain player chooses Speed, with no added bonus dice (he reveals his 1 yellow die). Rockwell rolls a 5, + Might 3 = 8. The Midnight Army rolls a 2, + Speed 2, +2 for the Speed vs. Might modifier = 6. The soldiers try to maneuver for position among the stacks of crates, and Rockwell steps out of cover to clock one. The Army suffers 1 wound, reducing its Health to 3.

    Second engagement:Rockwell guesses the Army will try Might, since Speed didn't work out, and chooses Speed in hopes of countering. He reveals his 1 yellow die, and the Arch Villain player reveals his 1 red die, indicating that Rockwell's hunch was correct. Rockwell rolls a 3, + Speed 2, +2 because Speed is strong vs. Might = 7. The Army rolls a 5, + Might 2, = 7. The tactic rolls are tied, but Rockwell has the upper hand (5 Moxie and 0 Menace). The tie breaks in Rockwell's favor, so he loses 1 Moxie (for winning the tie), and wins the engagement. Instead of inflicting 1 fatigue, the usual result of winning with Speed, Rockwell chooses to use his .45 automatic's "BLAM!" ability, and pumps several rounds into the next Midnight soldier that steps out from the shadows (inflicting 1 wound, and reducing the Army's Health to 2). Because Rockwell still has the upper hand (4 Moxie and 0 Menace), the gun's card is not exhausted. Due to a doubtlessly unrealistic mechanical subtlety, a revolver is exhausted each time it is used, while an automatic is only exhausted if the owner does not have the upper hand.

    Third engagement: Rockwell considers switching back to Might, in anticipation of the Army switching tactics, but then figures the Arch Villain will plan on that and go for Speed or Wit. He decides to stick with Speed, but this time secretly adds 1 bonus die to his choice in order to hedge his bet. He reveals his 1 yellow die and 1 bonus die, and the Arch Villain player reveals his 1 yellow die. The players interpret this as the Army chasing Rockwell through the maze of stacked crates. First, Rockwell, pays 1 Moxie for the bonus die. Then, he rolls a 2 on his yellow die and a 4 on his bonus die, so he keeps the 4 as his tactic roll, + Speed 2 = 6. Speed vs. Speed grants no modifier, so neither side's roll is altered due to tactic choice. The Army rolls a 3, + Speed 2 = 5. Rockwell wins the engagement yet again, and decides to fire over his shoulder as he evades the Midnight soldiers, using his .45 to inflict another wound and reducing the Army's Health to 1. Rockwell now has 3 Moxie, but still 0 Menace, so he does not exhaust the .45 Automatic.

    Fourth engagement: This is the last engagement of the fight round, and Rockwell's turn will end after this round if he doesn't pay Moxie to extend the fight (each fight round costs 1 action, but if he's out of actions, a Hero can "buy" another fight round by paying 1 Moxie per party member). If he can win this engagement with Might or Speed, he will defeat the Army, so Wit is out if he wants to go for it. The Arch Villain player likely knows this, so it's a question of which to try to counter. If the Army wins with Wit, the upper hand will shift to the Arch Villain player, plus open up the threat of the "Rifles" ability; if the Army wins with Speed, Rockwell will suffer 1 fatigue. His gut tells him to go with Might, and he decides against adding bonus dice. He reveals his 1 red die, and the Arch Villain player reveals his 1 blue die. Bingo! The players translate this as the last Midnight soldier slowing down at the sight of his comrades scattered across the warehouse floor, and scanning the shadows for the elusive private eye. Rockwell rolls a 2, +3 Might, +2 because Might beats Wit, = 7. The Army rolls a 5, +1 Wit, = 6. The Chicago Shamus steps out behind the last nervous soldier and pistol whips him into the cold concrete.

    The fight round is over, and the Midnight Army lies defeated. For laying them low, Rockwell gains their "Defeat" award of +3 Moxie, bringing his current Moxie total to 6. The fight only netted him 1 point of Moxie (he lost 1 for winning a tie, and spent 1 on a bonus die). He has no actions remaining, so his turn ends, and play passes to Grigor the Great.

    This fight was great to watch play out, since it was easy for all of us to imagine the lone private eye facing a mob of bad guys in a dark warehouse, and taking them out one by one. Rockwell's player guessed well and rolled well, but was also at an advantage due to having the upper hand, a firearm that didn't cost anything to use, and some Moxie to spend.

    All in all, this was a demonstration to me that I finally had a fight system that involved some interesting decisions, wherein fights could be resolved quickly without sacrificing flavor. I owe most of that to my playtesters, but two key elements -- the reduction of basic tactic results to just three possible results (as opposed to my original nine), and the +2 rock/scissors/paper modifier (as opposed to +1) -- to F:ATties Josh Look and Stormcow, respectively. Thanks, guys!


    But what about Grigor the Great? An unknown enemy has claims to know the secrets of his magic act! Can  the famed Russian magician put an end to this threat, and keep his repertoire safe from prying eyes? Tune in next time for another exciting chapter of Thrilling Tales of Adventure!

  • At the mercy of the machine?

    logo_Aton TowersGav and I spent a day at Alton Towers last week. This was a bit of a turn up for the books: the trip had looked likely for September; I’d never hitherto been on a roller coaster; and I last rode a fairground ‘flyer’ ride back in 1991- a specific date I remember because it was just after my arrival in Glasgow at the dog end of Glasgow’s year as European City of Culture, and the fair was one of the popular attractions of that year. I also remember that ride because all I could think about while I was on it were the nut and bolt upon which my safety depended, and the physics of shear stresses: the ride reminded us all of both often enough to be sure. That sucked all the fun out of things for yours truly I can assure you dear readers.

    My friend Gav

    Vintage busAnyway, long story short, Gav persuaded me to go to my first theme park. And so we were off on a 30-hour red-eye coach round trip from Glasgow. Twenty-plus years since I crapped-out on a regular fairground ride, heading off to ride ultra-modern roller coasters? I confess I was a bit nervy but, as Gav pointed out when I quipped the heading above, roller coasters are safer than buses. Which is true, yadda, yadda, yadda.

    Alton Towers: a monstrosity’s monstrosity?

    The entrance to Alton Towers

    Alton Towers is amazing and terrible at the same time. Amazing- as a theme park; and terrible- in the way that, for some, hell is other people. You enter the camp park to be confronted by Towers Street, a short street constructed after the fashion of a quaint old seaside resort. Piped music is constant almost everywhere you go- there are even speakers hidden in the undergrowth (except, IIRC, in the garden); concession stands are everywhere, with vending machines even more ubiquitous than that. Then there’s the queueing, the endless queueing- Gav and I queued for 1¾ hours for one ride; all that painful waiting for thrills better measured in seconds than in minutes. The queues are literally in pens to keep them orderly (you can, of course, queue 1st Class, with Fastrack tickets). This is already some people’s vision of hell. Add the rumbling of infernal engines and the screams of the damned and you’re there!

    Alton Towers stately home

    Perfect vision of a consumerist hell notwithstanding, Alton Towers is just plain great fun. There’re the rides, naturally enough, but there’s also the setting- the grounds of a 19th century Gothic stately home. Quirky enough in its own right, but a modern consumerist theme park set in a Victorian theme park- there’s more than just a touch of the postmoderns there, don’t you think? And the old grounds are beautiful to boot. Wandering between sections of the park can be very pleasant, especially when you happen upon follies which remind you of the old place’s half-mad mock grandeur.

    The rides, oh yes, the rides!

    Nemesis rollercoaster

    After 10 hours of travelling and waiting around in chilly outdoor locations, and having personally been awake already for some 20 hours, I finally reaped the benefits of Gav’s travel plans: early rides- that quiet 9-10am hour when the camp is nearly empty because of the early hour and because only a few rides are open. Net result: very — deceptively, even — short queues. We were heading for Nemesis- it’s Gav’s favourite coaster and I’d figured if I was going to be screwing my courage to the sticking post, I may as well start with a beast. ‘Twas not to be however. We passed another ride on the way to Nemesis and jumped on that because it was early early rides and there’d be no queue, so my first ride was:

    1. A very basic roller coaster. Kid’s stuff. Really. Fun but few thrills for adults, unless they’re clinging very firmly to their coaster virginity. With hindsight Gav and I agreed that choosing this coaster to start was a wise decision despite my eagerness to face Nemesis, and with further hindsight I agree all the more: Runaway Mine Train is a good introduction to the experience of riding your basic cars-on-top roller coaster.

    And so my 2nd ride turned out to be:

    1. “Remarkable!” I love Nemesis. The sight of its track, twisting and turning through solid rock, struck real trepidation in me- I was going to ride underthat? At least its construction looked reassuringly solid: that these were fixed rides of solid construction being the realisation which had finally overcome my fear of the old fairground attractions- I knew my mind wasn’t going to be worrying about the physics of everything staying in one piece! The sight and sound of Nemesis' cars and riders could only add a tinge of real fear to my existing tension. An average bus queue of a wait then, bang, we’re off, screaming through gullies and tunnels, up, down, round corners and through inversions at speeds whose apparent impossibility makes me think of a flying superhero. The net effect is awesome, as is the rush at the end. I’ve bitten the bullet, and I love this!

    And so my 3rd and 4th rides turned out to be:

    • Nemesis!
    1. We went on the front the first two times, and at the back the third time. Gav — he's a G-force junkie — explained that it was about higher G-forces riding at the back, but I didn't notice enough of a difference to care one way or the other.

    Gav and me on Nemesis

    Fate and the misfortune of poor judgement intervened at this point; the former- our next ride of choice — Air — wasn’t working; the latter- we decided to walk to get to the next section of the park when we should’ve taken the Skyride. The valley walk we took was very nice- it was when I got a real sense of what the Victorian theme park was like, but it was long enough that early rides was well and truly over and queueing had begun in earnest, and we were knackered and footsore.

    A wooded path in the garden at Alton Towers

    The pagoda in the valley garden

    A bandstand in an expansive garden setting

    The Gothic pile

    Still, we only queued around half an hour for our next ride:

    1. With its woods and witches theme, Thirteen is like a grown up’s Runaway Mine Train with added bells and whistles: faster, banks more steeply, pulls more Gs, nice wooded sections. Alton Towers’ classic, gentle coaster.

    This was followed by a quick dash to the nearby:

    1. Rita is the coaster for which we queued 1¾ hours, a taste of the pens which was utterly dreadful and which I can truly say broke my spirit; an experience so horrible that we soon wished there was any way out other than forward through an indeterminate more of the same. We were in too deep at that point. As a coaster, Rita is all about the speed, from its hydraulically powered launch, all the way round the track with its very steep banking, tight corners and resulting Gs. Maybe not the fastest coaster at Alton Towers (I really don't know just now) but a good one if you like the solid feel of a track under your car. Expect to queue.

    Cars being slowly hauled up to the top of The Smiler

    At Gav’s insistence we’d bought a Fastrack for our next ride- the park’s new attraction, as a result of which we waited a short 10-15 minutes to board:

    1. If the queue for Rita broke my spirit, The Smiler broke my nerve, with its astonishing sequence of 14 inversions: twisting, turning and looping passages of blinding speed interspersed with brief spells of calm as you’re hauled into position to be launched once more. An unbelievable whirlwind of a ride, the Smiler left me filled with dread. Quite, quite stunning!

    I was by now a straight 24 hours in and feeling slightly the worse for wear and in need of rest and recuperation. We ate. I think you can find food at Alton Towers a bit better than the burgers, but they filled a gap. The chips were cold though.

    By the afternoon Air was running again, so off we headed (which words make short work of even that short walk: the only thing as interminable at Alton Towers as the queueing is the walking- I’m sure a typical full day’s total walk at the park could easily total several miles). We made our attempt at Air in late afternoon. The park was busy at this peak time, naturally enough, and the rides’ queueing times signalled on boards stationed across the park showed that we could expect queues of at least 45 minutes on the big rides. Getting to Air we saw that we’d be queueing for about an hour and I realised I’d just had enough: though my nerve was a bit shaky, I could’ve done any of the rides (except The Smiler- I wasn’t going back on The Smiler that day!) if I could’ve just walked on to them. I just couldn’t face an hour-long queue for the sake of a quick thrill ride. Gav headed off for one last ride before closing time and I went off to find a place to sit and wait.

     Other attractions

    Headliners the roller coasters may be, but there are many other attractions at Alton Towers, many of which look to be adventure attractions aimed at kids. Gav and I took in a few of these different attractions as well as the rides. First, one we did in the early rides time because it neighbours its namesake- Nemesis:

    1. Reminiscent of the 1990s’ Alien War, Nemesis Sub-Terra is an immersive fright show involving walking about ‘under orders’, sitting down, and computer and other SFX. Worth seeing once if you’re a completist, otherwise, strictly teenage kicks; queue stalls looked quite small…

    The rest we similarly went on as we were walking between the big rides.

    1. Based on the Alton Village legend of the Chained Oak, Hex takes you inside the Gothic pile in another immersive themed walk-through and sit down. Don’t expect much in the way of trappings and staging, but Hex is the kind of experience you might want to repeat to get your head around it, so do expect to enjoy the attraction. Also, you'll probably never have to queue.
    1. Duel is a ghost train with added laser pistols, which I imagine can only be excellent more than once for the very young or excitable. Gav tanked me in the supernatural shoot out.
    1. One of 2 big water rides at Alton Towers, Congo River Rapids is gentle, relaxing fun with added splashes and water cannon. In addition the loading and unloading bay is a thing of mechanical ingenuity a delight to behold. Queue is long but fast-moving, so a half hour or so seems about right at peak times. Worth the wait because this really is a nice way to unwind from the thrills of the big rides.

    Favourites, favourites?

    At the end of a long, wearying day of thrills and delights I can say that I’ll be back at Alton Towers sometime in the future. It really is too good a day out to ignore. I plan on being better organised the next time I go. Meanwhile, if I had to favour one and only one ride out of those I rode last week, it’d have to be The Smiler.

    The madness that is The Smiler!

    Nemesis was a very close second, but The Smiler is now the ride that Nemesis was before that trip: the signal ride against which I would test my nerve. In any event, The Smiler also delivers more of what it is I think I like about these modern coasters: the disorienting horror of those impossible hi-speed inversions. Nemesis is faster, and more immersive- its location was blasted out of solid rock so that its setting is more than just the coaster’s structure itself, all of which gives it the edge on sheer intensity; but for nerve-jangling sensory overload you can’t beat The Smiler as it throws you up and down, around and around, over and under seemingly for ever, then tells you you’re only halfway.WOW!

    The sanity that is science

    What a brilliant day out, and all because I overcame my petty fears by putting my trust in science, engineering and good maintenance. ;)

  • My three year old wanted to play Ticket to Ride because he likes trains, so we worked out a variant together.

    Pick a color, grab all the trains, and pick a starting city. Each turn claim a route that has to start from the city you're currently "in". (You're actually moving from city to city, and since the game is supposed to be a race across North America, this is actually more realistic than the real game.) Put down the appropriate number of trains. No cards are used. Announce the city you're moving to.

    If the city has a baseball team, say what you think of the team, i.e. "Toronto Blue Jays are ok!" or "Boston Red Sox stink!"

    End game: someone runs out of trains and yells "I win!"

  • An interesting topic came up in the comments section and it's an area worth exploring.  Naming a game is a simple endeavor that carries far more weight and consequences than are readily apparent.  With the proliferation of Kickstarter, we are seeing more off-the-wall and ambitious naming conventions as designers are either afforded the breadth to take the risk, or lack the knowledge and experience to understand how their title will be perceived when viewed by someone unrelated to the project. 

    It is becoming increasingly popular for large publishers to push homogenized, direct titles which easily and sharply convey the theme of the design.  These types of titles inundate most people’s collections as games like "Stone Age", "Village", and "Cash 'n Guns" all have sold in vast quantities.  A bland and direct name aims to the lowest common denominator of understanding and seeks to attract more by turning away few.

    While the above is common wisdom, I've not been convinced this is such a clear cut issue.  I spend much of my free time scanning through BGG game forums looking for a discussion that interests me.  Intriguing and unique game titles often catch my eye and garner a look.  I first learned of "A Few Acres of Snow" due to seeing its name pop up which immediately demanded my attention.  If it was called "French-Indian War" I would never have halted my momentum and I never would have purchased the game.

    What is interesting is that I find 90% of my interaction with this hobby is occurring via text online. Not pictures, not video, and not browsing the offering at my FLGS. The majority of my board gaming consumption is occurring with information. If you’re delivering a hobby game not aimed at the mass market or fledgling gamers, I’d wager a paycheck a significant portion of your target audience exists under these same predilections. The implications are that the title of your game is your box cover. It needs to grab your viewer by his mullet and demand his attention. A game like “Village” is not going to punch me in the gut and swallow me whole as a bland, simple title will mentally correlate to a bland, uninspired design. Regardless of whether that is true or not, it is definitely a problem.  

    I'm clearly not the only one who falls under this umbrella as we see the notion expanded with the swell of Kickstarter releases where designers are shedding the restraints of traditional publishers.  A game like "...and then we held hands..." is drawing comments and forum posts simply due to its off-beat and frankly odd name.  Savvy (or perhaps just ignorant) designers are using unique names such as these as another marketing tool to create buzz and get noticed.  With the at times overwhelming release schedule swallowing the industry, this can only be good. 

    My own philosophy adheres to the belief that a game's name should be vibrant and interesting and worthy of the cardboard mechanics and bits it envelopes.  When naming my own prototypes I have spent several hours contemplating and mentally wrangling with different ideas for titles.  I've approached naming games like I would naming a piece of literature I've written, or a precisely composed song.  I've done this despite the fact that a publisher is going to rename the game anyway because, quite frankly, the game deserves it.  You're presenting an entire package to the publisher/consumer and the name is their first kiss.  If you want someone to give in to your design and fall in love, you damn well better deliver on that first intimate moment. 

  • Been a bit since i wrote one of these.

     The new game, per week thing failed. Sigh. Like one of those New Years fad diets, where have an epiphany one day with a spoon wrist deep in a tub of chocolate ice cream....

     

     That I do most of my gaming at work was complicating things. It's not just MY idea of what would be fun, we've had several game leagues float in and out, deadlines (Stop working and come play games!) only works so often, and random other crap.

     

     I'm still trying to play new games, but it's often playing games with people who have not played them. 

     

     Today at lunch I decided to play a game I knew I disliked, because the people playing it were 2 that I like alot, and are generally fun. Without mentioning specifics *(I'm not allowed to review games!)  it was worse than I recalled, fiddly and slow and something I am bad at. I was over the honeymoon of thinking, if I just tried, maybe I could see the overall 'shape' of things, and 'get it' and it would be fun. 

     

     I was consciously biting my lip and trying to avoid whining. Just because I am not having fun, no reason to ruin the game for the people who invited me to play.  I tried a few times (3 or 4) in the past, and then have been steadily declining the last few weeks. At one point, they showed I had been miscalcing things the entire game (language less symbology failure) and said 'Oh, I'm sorry, I should have noticed that' and I couldn't resist 'No worries, I won't be playing this again'. 

     

     Next week is a 'Fun' Convention and I'm packing up my car's backseat, writing my name on the inside lids in pencil, and looking forward to getting games in with people I don't know, or only see yearly at this con. It's not known for it's games (they have a single room with a ton of titles, which due to proximity and staff involvement with the convention, leans heavily toward FFG games - about 6 tables, and almost no scheduled things. I know a couple other gamers that will be there. I hope to get some of the longer ones in, maybe, maybe even Diplomacy. It's sometimes a mixed bag - but hopefully will be good time. I'll take pictures :)

     

    Also, as an edit- I have been doing a fair amount of gaming - just not new stuff. I'm in an every other week RPG for A Soon To Be Released title (it's not playtesting if it's off to the printers!), and played games 4 of 5 days at work this week (Take 6, 2 days of Red November, then Mystery Game today) . Even doing a bit of playtesting. Just... not new. 

  • There's a film about the well-known Belgian comic book Tintin in the cinemas at the moment. I have no idea about the states, but here in the UK you'd be hard-pressed not to know about this because there have been Tintin fans decrying it all over the media. It's been on national radio.  It's been on national TV. It's been in well-known national broadsheets, including this particularly egregious example. And it's making me increasingly angry.

    I don't know anything about Tintin. I've never been a fan, and I've only ever glanced at the comics. I have no particular interest in seeing the film and I'm content to accept the view of purists that, whatever its merits, it fails utterly to live up to the source material whilst remaining entirely unconcerned about these issues. So why am I bothering to blog about it? I'll tell you.

    Because it's nerd rage, that's why. It might not be the nerd rage that we're used to but whenever a particular fan-based leaps on something for being insufficiently pure and true to its source, that's basically still nerd rage.  And there's been nerd rage about any number of adaptations of superhero comics into film, nerd rage about popular fantasy and science fiction franchises such as Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter and the Narnia Chronicles into film, nerd rage about CGI changes to classic films like Star Wars and nerd rage about other adoptions galore. The world is awash with nerd rage, all of it as heartfelt - and as nerdy - as those of anguished Tintin fans. 

    So why is it only Tintin nerd rage that makes it into national media? This is what makes me so furious. Why are Tintin nerds allowed all over the news, but fans of superheroes, science fiction and fantasy ignored?

    Well one possible answer is that Tintin is perceived by many - to paraphrase the author of the article I linked above - as 'great art'. Again, I know nothing about Tintin so I'll take his word for that. And seeing great art bought low is indeed a sad thing, which has been committed many times in the history of cinema when bringing classic plays and novels to the big screen. But while I accept that you'd have a hard time classifying a lot of favourite nerd properties as great art - I don't think Star Wars, for example, really deserves the label no matter how influential it is, then if Tintin is great art, so is Lord of the Rings, and Narnia, and Harry Potter, and the comics of Frank Miller and many other things that directors have crapped on over the years. So that answer doesn't cut it.

    You could also argue it's an issue of quality. After all most fanboys will admit that the current Batman films are superb. And whilst there are some question marks over the Lord of the Rings trilogy, which I've raised myself in the past, at the bottom line it's certainly great cinematic entertainment on an epic scale. But the Tintin film has enjoyed a relatively smooth ride from the critics and the punters alike - for non-fans, it sounds like it's a pretty good flick. So that answer doesn't cut it either.

    Know what I reckon? I reckon it's a class thing. Superhero comics are dismissed en masse as junk by the intelligentsia. So is much of science-fiction and fantasy. Because the much of these genres consist of mindless pulp, the genuine art and intelligence they contain ends up getting tarred with the same brush. Critics have always been very sniffy about Tolkien. But Tintin gets a pass. Tintin harks back to Victorian adventure stories. Tintin is full of non-threatening white characters and has vaguely liberal-leftist leanings. Nice boys read Tintin. Yobs and scum read Superman and pulp horror.

    It's stereotyping, pure and simple. And it makes me sick.

  • It's that time of, uh, four or five weeks again. Time for the F:AT TITAN game to be renewed at ACTS . The last couple of games have ended with Anthony Santiago (Dr. Mabuse) mopping up the grisly piles left of his opponents.  Truth be told, he had to game a little for this last one, as his Titan stack took a thumping the early going, but he obviously came back.

     

    The trash talk is thick, like pool hall smoke. So far "slow bitches", "fucknits" [sic], and some Ric Flair quotes have made appearances. Also a lot of latent homosexuality--a lot. If that's your bag (let's go ahead and intend that pun), then by all means, drop in.

     

    I'm wearing Brown this game, so I go last, which should make turn reviews a little easier.  Black and Gold both got the nifty Troll/Lion recruits, but Gold had give up Titan vs. Angel info for it (rolled a 6 and teleported).  Green has bucked the trend and split Centaurs. It's working so far, he managed Troll/Cyclops. I probably wound up with the worst of the turn with Garg/Garg, but I'm in OK shape for Cycs at least.

     

    There's concern in 6-person TITAN games that all the Gargs will get mustered early--it's already a little dicey on that front-there are only 5 left.

     

    If anyone would like to learn how to play this great game, shoot me a PM. I'll get another game set up with some experienced regulars and we'll tak you through it. In the last year, I've gone from "What is TITAN?" to losing terribly in the annual online FITS tournament. You too can enjoy this kind of progress--don't be shy!

     

    --Turn 2--

     Black rolls a 6 for movement and gets all pissy about it. He gets only Ogre for Ogre in the Hills. No game breaker this early--folks don't want a big 7 on 5 fight this early because it will do a real number on your attacking stack. Even though you'd win, you might only have a 3-stack at the end of it. Too risky. Blue just gets a Cyclops, Red ends up with Cyclops/Troll, and Green gets Warlock/Troll. This whole split Centaur things is coming up roses for Mr. Green. Gold gets only Lion and I wind up with Cyclops/Cyclops with my normally-disappointing-unless-trying-to-get-into-a-Tower roll of 1. The board is weirdly crowded at the "top" (Tower 400 in ACTS), and I might split early (into 4-2 instead of 5-2) next turn if I can get away with it.  

     

    --Turn 3--

    Black doesn't get to complain anymore. Look at this shit:

    Black Axes musters Minotaur with 3 Ogres (7) in H4

    That's a big pile of bullshit right there. It's Turn 3, for fuck's sake. FUCK.  Not only that, he nestled his 6 and 7 stack right up my Antlers stack's urethra. I'm contemplating an early demise more than a 4-2 split at this point. He gets a Lion with the other stack. Blue just gets a Lion, but mostly because Red's Cross stack is right in front of him on the Outer Lane.  Red draws the first no-muster turn. Interestingly, he left his Outer Lane Cross stack blocking Blue, so some bad blood could get cooked up there. Of course, all TITAN players are gentlemen and I'm sure this will be resolved cordially and with a minimum of undo distraction. Green gets Ogre with Ogre (Zzzz),  Gold pairs his Troll, but the rolls aren't letting him double-recruit, and I of course, get the shaft. I get another Cyc for a Cyc in one stack, but my other has the option of attacking a 6-stack of Mr. Black's or potentially getting attacked by a 7-stack of Black's with a Minotaur in it already. No thanks.

     

    --Turn 4--

    This turn is a little boring. Something bad is going to happen soon, and it could have been me that went down, as Black opted to not kick my ass, and instead move along the Outer Lane. Black pairs his Lion. Blue gets bupkis. Red has the best mustering turn, Ranger (Trolls) and Lion (Centaurs). Green splits--and gets bupkis. Gold gets a double-muster (finally), but it's just Troll and Centaur. I have a 7-stack on the Outer Lane, 5 away from nearest stack, so I decide to split 5/2. Only one stack will get to move, because I'm not on a hex that would let me into the Middle Path. I roll shittily and get to take my 5 down the OL, and send my 6-stack into the Middle Path. Black promises we'll meet later. O frabjous day. 

     

    --Turn 5--

    Still waiting for the first blowout--it's going to come soon. There's starting to be a nasty degree of asymmetry in the legions. A couple of bad mustering rounds and you look vulnerable. Land of some bad terrain and you could see a 7 on 5 pretty easily. Black double-splits and gets three musters for his troubles:  Gargoyle (4 left!), Troll (from Ogres split out of the Axes legion), and a Ranger. Axes is the nastiest legion on the board at current. It can develop in both trees at the second layer and can really work the Hills. He's got it nestled against a Tower now, probably hoping for a 1 to get a Warlock in there too. Blue gets a Ranger and pairs its Cyclopes. Red also double-splits and musters like Blue. Green rolls a 4 and eats shit. GOLD, meanwhile, GOLD SPLITS LIKE A DOUCHE. Who splits 5 off of 2? Come on! Anyway, he's punished for it and gets nothing. Here's the board when my turn starts:

    Wheat and Figurehead are in the Outer Lane and can't do anything but plod along. Antlers is in the Middle Path and has a couple of options, but one sends it headlong into Gold's... shit. Looking at this now I realized I played my turn based off this screenshot from Red's turn--not Gold's. I thought I'd be attacking Gold's 7-stack if I went into the Woods--but it would have been easy pickins on his 2-stack. Well, fuck a duck. I'm an asshole. Gold may split like a douche, but I play like one. Anyway, my arrow drawing was prophetic, I rolled a four and moved as noted--getting bupkis.  I'm nestled against the Tower, but I don't think Green will tangle 6-on-6 just for fun. We'll see.

     

    --Turn 6--

    First Battle! A 7-on-4 in the Hills.  Kind of a neat fight actually. Black is defending with Tro Ogr Ogr Ogr--and Ogre's are native on the slopes--they strike as 7-2 down slope and cause opponents to lose a skill factor striking up (assuming opponent is non-native). Blue's attacking stack is Cen Cen Gar Lio Lio Rgr Ttn--Lions are also native to slopes. The Centaurs and Rangers attack as 3-3 and 4-3 respectively "uphill" when trying to get Ogres. Not so hot. Black started a little slow, getting poked by the Rgr and then only getting 2 for 15 dice needing 5 to hit (one would expect 5 hits.) The Ranger had the magic, I think it missed only 1 hit in the 13 dice it was involved in throwing. It took 1 hit early from an Ogre and then got smacked out by a lucky 3 hits from a Troll in a retaliation round, eliminating it. Blue is coming out with the win, but Black took some damage to his Titan stack, with only Ttn Gar Cen Lio Lio left at the end (and that second Lio took a little gamesmanship, as Anthony (Black) accidently rolled a to-hit of 5 when he should have rolled at 3. He adds the Angel for a good stack. 52 points gained, and 28 pts "lost". He can still muster on both branches, but he'd better pair that Gargoyle soon before they're gone.

     

    Red rolls a 1 and moseys two stacks into Towers, getting a Warlock and an Ogre for his troubles. Green suffers the bane of the early 6-player game--the big movement roll. He spins a 5, gets a Centaur, but notes the crowding (FORESHADOWING). Gold rolls a 4,  and has to plow a Legion headlong into someone's stack so he can muster nicely in the mountains! He sends two Ogres to their death--at the hand of Blue! Who's now got 72 points and can get an Angel pretty soon. Meanwhile, Green squatted on the Tower, so I have to move my 6-stack elsewhere. I head towards the Inner Circle and get a Lion. I luck out in the Outer Lane and get one stack buffed with a Troll, and the other set up to enter the Middle Field, assuming it doesn't get slapped by Red coming out. 

  • Every year at Thanksgiving and Christmas, I have my local gamestore owner over for dinner, as he is family-less, and I figure any sucking up I can do may get me some discounts on games .

    Today, as always he shows up with with his usual donation to our dinner, a frozen, purchased, cheesecake and a case of Bud Light.

    He then turns to me and tells me he has to go out to the car and get something else.

    What? Says I.

    Titan he says with a shit eating grin and a wink!
  • Thank you for your generous gift of the D&D Adventure Board Game.  After getting it and doing an inventory of its missing parts, I made it an effort to make it whole, by photocopying tokens and cards and mounting them on cardboard.  I also replaced some of the missing figures with generic fantasy miniatures (two were missing out of the entire set you sent me) and remade the DM's Guide and Player's Guide from scans off of BGG.

    But all that work paid off in spades. I was skimming through the DM's Guide at bedtime and The Boy cuddled next to me and started reading along with me.  After a moment, I asked him the question.

    "Do you want to play this tomorrow?"

    "Yes."

    Now, I know my son.  I tried to hold my enthusiasm, because he does try new games that I have, even some in his age range.  But somehow, they don't really grab his attention and I let him do other things after he loses interest.

    Let me tell you, that did not happen last night.  I laid out the boards for the first scenario and read the back story to him.  I could hear him trill in anticipation.  He was like a bottle rocket ready to explode.

    Then he entered his first room and encountered his first goblin. 

    He did pretty well, with a little assistance from me.  He caught on rather quickly and was taking down goblins like a champ.  It warmed the cockles of my heart when I told him how to loot the treasure chests.  "I LOOT THE TREASURE!!!!" was his rallying cry.

    He was a bit overeager in opening new rooms, and splitting the party (a huge no no).  Regdar was a true goblin slayer and Finder of Traps (the hard way).  Regdar died in the final room, but it was all good.  Jozan came up and healed him back to goblin kicking mode, laying waste to the last goblin who was severely messed up by Acid Arrow Queen.

    After the the scenario was completed, I asked him if he wanted to continue to play the next scenario tomorrow.  He, of course, agreed.

    So, in the end.  Thank you very much, Space Ghost.

  • One of the aspects of running an online store is packing and shipping orders to customers.  Now, generally we have to purchase the boxes from a wholesale supplier due to the variety of sizes of orders and games that we get. 

     However, we do get a ton of boxes and packing materials from our own distributors as well.  And its the reuse of those materials that are sometimes of concern.

    Packing materials are generally always reused (except the black trash bags that one distributor once used. I'm not sure what that was about).  Especially when we get plastic peanuts, I'd hate to throw those away.

    It's the cardboard boxes that puzzle me.   Sometimes, by the time those boxes reach us, they've been visibly used twice already.  The boxes are still in great physical condition (mostly, sometimes they aren't and those we recycle) but they have obviously been through the system a few times.

    Now, other than catastrophic shipping failure, these boxes work well.  I just wonder what kind of 'image' it gives our customers when we ship used boxes to them. 

    - That we're too cheap to buy our own boxes?

    - That we're doing badly enough that we have to reuse boxes (oh no, they're going out of business!)

    - Or that we just want to recycle?

     Sometimes, I feel we should just use entirely new boxes, so that we don't give customers the wrong idea.  But then I'd be throwing away a lot of perfectly good boxes, and frankly, I'd feel bad doing that.

  • This week I managed to get out of baby jail briefly and get out to my local game club. But it was a borderline call - 30 or 40 minutes late for kick-off time. I went because it was an opportunity to get out and see some fellow gamers, and if I was lucky I thought I might catch another latecomer or the people already there might have started with a short game and be ready for another.

    I wasn't lucky. In the event there were two games in session and two people playing the one that had most recently started, probably 20 minutes or so before I arrived, debated whether to reboot it for me and eventually declined, for the understandable reason that they'd already made several moves and the game was beginning to take shape. So I sat and watched two people play On the Underground for an hour and then left before they'd finished, which was a more fun than it sounds. The game made a surprisingly good spectator sport, and although I might be suspicious of playing it due to length downtime, that very same quality meant the players had the opportunity to chat amiably with me as they played. All in all, a pleasant way to pass sixty minutes although obviously I'd rather have joined in given the choice.

    But I couldn't help wondering whether or not if I were in their shoes, I might have restarted for a new player. I don't think their decision not to do so was at all rude or out of order - if anyone's being rude it's me for turning up fairly late and assuming someone might be willing to re-rack a game for my benefit. It's just that I like gaming largely because I get to game with other people, and the chance to add more people is a pretty big incentive for me to begin again. So, as a matter of curiosity, where do you all stand on this issue?

  • Old news is good news


    Word broke on the internet some weeks ago of news that at first sight seemed almost too good to be true: Valley Games have acquired the rights to Up Front and are working with designer Courtney Allen on a new edition, to be funded via Kickstarter later this year for a planned publication date in 2013. The initial excitement felt by fans of this all-time classic will have been quickly tempered by healthy scepticism upon all-too-immediate recall of the vapourware that was MMP’s ill-fated Up Front 2000. The lapse- in March 2011, of MMP’s licence with Hasbro was nothing less than a mercy killing. No one really believed anymore that MMP were going to bring this one home, and I’m sure I’m not the only one who’s ultimately relieved that some of MMP’s more esoteric suggestions for their new edition of Up Front (first announced in an ad in ASL Journal #2) didn’t see the light of day.

  • It is making me cranky. I would like to go home and kick some stuff in the head - like maybe kill some hopping Vampires. But I am stuck in the office until 5:30pm and then I have to go to the grocery store, and then I have to make stupid food.

    Meetings blow. 

     

  • Promotional Poster for Tolkien's Festival 08 @ Costa Rica

    Tolkien's Festival '08

    where? CENAC, San José, Costa Rica.

    when? Saturday 8th of Nov. 2008 from 10 am to 7pm.

    how much? 2.000 colones (around $4).

    who's organizing? The Costarican Tolkien Society

    will there be games? you bet, The Costarican Boardgame group will be there all day long providing demonstrations and teaching how to play games.  Will put the games, you just have to come and have some fun.

    which games will be at hand? well the usual suspects, Risk: LOTR Trilogy Edition, War of the Ring, LOTR The Confrontation: Deluxe Edition, LOTR the boardgame.  Plus lots more of other cool Ameritrash Games like Runebound, Descent: Journerys in the Dark, Heroscape, DungeonTwister, etc.

    what else will there be? lots of fun and cool stuff to do, see and shop.  There will be drawing and writing competitions, movies, a rally, parade, cosplay, workshops on how to speak the tolkien languages, concerts by celtic bands, dissertations, archery plus a lot more of other things.

    Hope to see you there, and if anyone makes it be sure to go to the boardgames table and ask for José (that's me).

  • Tomb: the BoardgameBarnes is a sell out war gamer cranky pants. We played Tomb last night and it was fun. If Tomb had been published when Barnes was 11 years old, he would have played the crap out of it.

    I do agree that just randomly filling in the crypt cards is the way to go. Having the players do it is just long and boring.

     We came up with our own family version. My sweet spawn was the crypt master and put out all the crypt cards. Having someone play the CM negated some the character's special powers and some of the cards, but it didn't matter. It was kind of a hoot trying to think like a 9 year old to figure out what she might have placed where. She did some pretty funny things, like one crypts was all traps.

    We have a friend whose three little boys have been playing the heck out of an old copy of Talisman. Our friend tells us that he comes home from work and the three boys are playing, and they are all up to like a strength of 15. He says, "Why don't you all go up already and try to win." The boys answer, "Because we don't want the game to end." HA!  The Man wants to invite this friend and his sons over to play Tomb.

  •  I have a headache. I stayed up too late last night playing games. Now I'm trying to work, but just can't concentrate. All the tiny numbers keep blurring together.

    About a week ago, this gal at work, the one that I went to the organic farm with where I got poison ivy, she says to me that she saw a Battlestar Galactica game at Barnes and Nobel, and was thinking about getting it for her husband for Valentines Day, because he's totally into Battlestar Galactica. So I told her, in an off hand way, that I had it. I figured that would be the end of that topic of discussion, but then she asked if it was harder to play than Scrabble. I said no, on account of Scrabble requires that you know spelling and addition. BSG, you only need to know lying and addition. She chewed on this answer along with her sandwich for a while, so I finally said, "If you want, you could come over and try it out for yourself."

    I always tell people they can come on over to my place, because it's the polite thing to say. They usually answer, "Yeah. We should do that sometime."  Because it is the polite thing to answer. But then we don't follow up on it, because that would require actually making a plan and doing something.

    However, this time the answer was, "When?" A sincere and eager "When." So I said, "Next week?" And she said, "Thursday, after 6:30?" So I said, "Okay."

    So that's how I ended up with Organic Farm Gal and Husband at my house playing BSG.  It was pretty much a disaster. Organic Farm Gal got stuck in the Brig for much of the game. We got hammered by Cylon ships, lost a bunch of civilian ships, and the game was over before we could even make a second jump.

    So I say, "Well, let's just call that a learning game. We'll have to play again sometime now that we know how to," fully expecting the usual non-commital, "Yeah, we'll have to do that sometime," followed by the polite but hasty exit. Instead I get, "When?" So I say, "How's about next week." 

    By now it's after 10pm so the Man says "Well, should we move to the living room and have a drink?" The couple just exchange a glance, so the Man, who's got some serious social skillz, says, "Or we could  play a short game." The couple nod in agreement to the short game.

    "What do you like?"

    Organic Farm Gal says she really mostly only knows Scrabble, so I open the game cupboard and let them pick. The Husband chooses Daytona 500. After we play, the Husband asks Organic Farm Gal if she thinks he should get Daytona 500 for his dad.

    Anyway, I got to bed pretty late, and now I have a headache.  I might also have a date to play BSG again next week with some people that I really like.

    What I have concluded from all this is:

    When people find out you have cool games, they will angle for an invite to your house to play, and they will bring you offerings of beer and Kahlua drinks.

    Woman like to play board games, especially ones with Science Fiction themes where they get to fly around in space ships and blow stuff up.

    Kahlua drinkers really do explore their curiosity.

    Everyone regrets the Kahlua drinks in the morning. 

    Okay, just kidding on the conclusions. Well except for the last one. You will regret the mudslides in the morning. 

     

  • It was very difficult to limit this to only 10, but here it is.

    http://www.boardgamegeek.com/geeklist/38645
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    About four years ago there was a great blog post by Ancient_of_MuMu called The Moustaches of Sci-Fi Calender. I'm not going to do a calendar. I could force another seven characters onto the list, but frankly the eye-patch look is harder to pull off than you might think. So I'm going with the Top 5.