A game by Stuart Murray
Whitehall, London, 1889: "It's decided then. Dr.Carter's island is too valuable to us. We must occupy it before any other Power gets wind of it." "That will be hard, Sir. Dr.Carter is on a lecture tour now publicizing his discoveries." "We must act fast then, what do we have in the area ?" "In that we are fortunate, Sir. HMS Vigilant was detailed to escort the Challenger Expedition to Krakatoa next month. We can divert it immediately." "Excellent, we will use Challenger as a cover to occupation."
East Indian Sea, 1889: "Captain, we are coming up on the Island now" "Very good, let Lieutenant Harding and his men know" "Sir, there's something on the beach, its a flag, Sir." "No. That's no flag, that's a towel. This can only mean one thing... ...The German's have got here before us"
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Noam Izenberg AAR
Stuart Murray's Cinegrunt
(The Mysterious Island of
Dr. Carter) was my first
chance to play any type of StarGrunt, and it was great
fun. My Witchdoctor bought
the farm relatively early,
still believing he could
con his god into helping him
off the chief so _he_ could
marry as many women as he
wanted to. The natives in
general started getting their
act together late in the game trying to stampede dinosaurs
into the various factions
invading the island, though
not with enough effect by the
close of the game. Of the surviving surviving (i.e. not squashed or eaten by dinosaurs,
or shot in the head by Great
White Hunters) scientists, two made off with a couple
pterodactyl eggs (ensuring
everlasting fame, or at least decent breakfast), and the two daring female volcanologists, after barely escaping abduction
by natives, secured a ruby from the base of the volcano large enough for them to buy several universities.
I'm not sure what happened to
the Brits, Americans, and Germans
- the natives didn't really distinguish the various thieves
of the Tears of God (apart from recognizing the Gentleman in the White Suit who came from the Giant Gleaming Fish of God as their deity), and the scientists
weren't interested in politics.
Well. It all made perfect sense
at the time. Zev enjoyed the dinosaurs, but I think he was
as frustrated as I was that the natives kept getting themselves killed. Storming the German's compound might have gotten the
native their rubies back, but
the natives don't know much about
cannons. I thought shimmying up the legs of the Victorian Walker and taking it over would have
been fun, but climbing natives
are not a real match for pistols.
Noam always writes a great AAR!
It is a good AAR!
Great fun!
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