Thursday, September 7, 9:15 AM; Advisory in Dobbin Hall
President: Hey, Sanctum. Did you also get the notice?
Gamer: Yeah. We’re switching advisories. I hope it’s the librarian. I can game all day….
President: It’s surprising you always can play the same game and not get bored.
Gamer: It’s surprising you always say the same things and we elect you. *pulls out a DS Lite*
President: … *turns to Plain Jane 626* Hey, 626. Looks like we’re gonna be in the same advisory.
Jane: Yeah. I hope the teacher’s nice. I’m just so tired. I stayed up all night.
President: IM’ing?
Jane: No, I was studying.
President: (curious) For what?
Jane: The free choice book presentation. What if I don’t do well. They’ll think I didn’t-
President: Hey, relax. It’ll be fine.
Trader: *passing by* Get your puke bags! Puke bags! Five bucks a pop! Gag all you want after it’s over.
Jane: (hysterically) See! See!
*meanwhile*
Snitch: Hey! I saw that!
Cheerleader: Talk to the hand, loser!
Snitch: No gum in Dobbin Hall! In fact, no gum anywhere!
Trader: *passing by* Puke bags! Hello, there soulwarrior, want a puke bag?
Snitch: Are you even listening?
Cheerleader: Is the wind talking? *turns to Snitch D’art* Nope, I don’t see anyone. Ah well.
*meanwhile*
Loner: No.
Trader: It’s a great deal. Look, you can have 2 for 5 bucks. Everyone else is paying double.
Loner: I’m fine. Go away now.
Trader: Okay, for you, I’ll lower it down to a dollar each. Yeah! How about-
Loner: (exploding with anger) I SAID GO AWAY!!!
Tribute: *opens the door* Ah, children. You’re here. You could have knocked you know.
Bully: (already inside) You’re not a teacher, you know.
Tribute: (sweetly) Now, remember what happened last time? (gravely) I can make that permanent.
Bully: *gasps* …
Tribute: Well, come in! It’s time to discuss our free choice summer reading books.
Jane: (to the Snitch) Why do I feel that’s not the only reason he switched our advisors…?
Thursday, September 7, 11:25 AM; The Library at 5th Lunch
Snitch: No eating in the library. Don’t make me use this against you. I will, of course.
Loner: *continues reading*
Snitch: I could bring Mewtarthio here and show him how rotten you really are.
Loner: Eh. Do what you will.
Snitch: (taken aback) Uh, okay. *leaves*
Loner: *cracks a smile* He will be embarrassed.
*meanwhile in the Edges cafeteria*
President: So Sanctum, have you beaten Fire Emblem yet?
Gamer: Of course, Mewtarthio. What am I, a noob?! Geez.
President: It really isn’t polite to play games at lunch, you know.
Gamer: Gonna tell on me?
President: Well, no. You are allowed to do it in the Edges anyways.
Gamer: Uh oh. Running out of battery. *flips the DS shut* So why do you talk to me so much?
President: Just being friendly.
Gamer: Not trying to get a vote, are you?
President: The thought has not occurred to me.
Snitch: *enters* Mewtarthio! Soulwarrior’s eating in the library.
President: So?
Snitch: You can’t have food in the library.
Gamer: What’s it to you anyways?
President: Soulwarrior has already agreed to not make a mess in the library with the administration. Also, his, um, well, influence in the library’s future is too great to be denied.
Snitch: *turns red* Ah.
Gamer: So his parents donate a lot.
President: Eh, probably.
Gamer: Our principal’s a miser.
Snitch: You got that right…. *leaves*
Trader: Hey, mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full, I have little time.
Gamer: Oh, you’re the guy I haven’t met in the game yet.
President: Yeah, how come you didn’t send any exploring units out?
Trader: I built another worker.
President: Ah.
Gamer: I did too. I assumed others would be searching for me already…. Hmm, competition….
Trader: Right, so, did you guys know about the canned sodas that the school has?
President: Canned sodas? I thought all we had were bottled-
Trader: No, trust me, they have canned sodas. And orange soda.
President: But that means….
*meanwhile*
Tribute: I love orange soda!
Thursday, September 7, 12:10 PM 6th lunch in the Edges
Bully: I can get you anything you want, you know.
Cheerleader: Psh. Not interested. But then again, do you have a car?
Bully: I just said I could get you anything you wanted….
Cheerleader: Well?
Bully: … That means I have a car, if you want me to have one.
Cheerleader: Oh, wow. You’re so attractive all of a sudden. I must have missed something big. Like your face, for instance.
Bully: (eager) Gee, thanks!
Nearby, Plain Jane 626 watched the scene unfold. He really couldn’t understand why Bully the Lone Man would try to get a date. Or even why pneuma would want to date such a bully. He didn’t understand. Then again, he didn’t understand much. 626 looked sadly at the unfinished geometry homework. Stupid triangles. SOH CAH TOA! And what were radians and degrees? So weird…. And all these postulates and theorems. He memorized them, yes, but what the heck did they mean? Suddenly, 626 noticed a presence behind him.
Jane: Do you want anything, D’art?
Snitch: Ah! You caught me. Well, I couldn’t help but notice you’re not done with your math homework.
Jane: I don’t see why you’re not in class.
Snitch: (casually) Well, you know, sixth free and all.
Jane: I like first free more; I can sleep at school if I need to. I’m so tired after staying up all night.
Snitch: IM’ing?
Jane: No! Why does everybody think that?!
*meanwhile*
Teacher: Sanctum, are you playing Fire Emblem again? In class.
Gamer: Nooooo…. Wait, what? Why does everybody think that?!
Teacher: You are the only one with your laptop open. And we’re watching a movie.
Gamer: I can see that. I’m taking notes.
Teacher: Oh! Okay…, well if you’re not playing games….
*back to Jane*
Jane: So why are you talking to me?
Snitch: Well, you seemed lonely. Unlike some other people….
Jane: You mean that bookworm.
Snitch: Yea-
Jane: Isn’t it weird how he never talks to anyone?
Snitch: Yes. I think so. He could at least be friendlier.
Jane: (angry) Well, nobody talks to him either. And you should already know how that feels too. Sorry, but I don’t like you. Goodbye. *leaves*
Thursday, September 7, 1:20 PM; 8th Period Free
Trader: Now, to find a market for orange soda…. Hello, there, the Lone Man, would you like to try some of my orange soda? (enticing) It’s free.
Bully: No. Orange soda is a baby drink.
Trader: Then how about you get your baby freshman ‘friends’ to try some?
Bully: What’s in it for me?
Trader: A cut of the profits, of course.
Bully: *crosses his arms* I’m listening….
Thursday, September 7, 2:35 PM; Start of 7th Period
Loner: Last class today. And then I can read again. Not to mention, defeating everybody else in Civ III….
Jane: Hi there, soulwarrior!
Loner: (coldly) Hello.
Jane: I’m 626. And I’m male.
Loner: (surprised) Oh? (unenthusiastically) Yes. That’s great.
Jane: I just wanted to say that not everybody is like D’art. Some people are nice!
Loner: And others are just plain annoying. Good day. *leaves*
Jane: … I’m annoying?
Thursday, September 7, 3:45 PM; start of 4th detention in Principal Tribute’s Shash Hall office
Tribute: Yes, 626, you’re a very annoying girl.
Jane: Boy.
Tribute: Okay, children. It’s time for another 10 turns. You may have noticed that you have a lot of time left over after you finish your turn. Be wary, for as you expand further, the time left to manage your empire may not be sufficient. Especially for those who like to trade….
Trader: (innocently)What?
Tribute: Before we left, I believe D’art was going to be the first to have a second settlement.
Snitch: I was!
At this, Plain Jane 626 gapes. He too was about to build a second town. And that little rascal had beaten him to it.
Tribute: But we mustn’t forget, 626. The girl has also completed a settler. I believe you were going to settle on your 21st turn?
Jane: Yes. And I’m male.
Tribute: You really shouldn’t mumble, 626. I can’t understand what you’re saying sometimes. Quite a lot, actually.
Loner: She said she’s not a girl. *realizes his mistake* I mean he-
Tribute: She’s not a girl?! Really, soulwarrior, you’ll have to lie better than that. That doesn’t even make any sense! Anyways, D’art, you’re up.
*later*
Jane: Good, Private Diary will make a warrior. Oh! Principal Tribute, sir!
Tribute: Yes?
Jane: I’m making lot’s of money now!
Tribute: Like I said earlier, more settlements means you pay less for units.
Bully: (to himself) Really? Looks like I have some expansion to do….
Snitch: My turn! Ooh. The people want to give me a palace expansion!
Tribute: You know, that’s the most worthless feature of the game. But if you’re really self-centered and want to waste the time, go ahead. Arrange your castle.
Snitch: Heh heh.
*later*
Cheerleader: Hey! Hey! Who’s that dame? The only one who isn’t lame? That’s right! It’s me, pneuma!
Tribute: No singing. Just because you got your first settler out, doesn’t mean nobody else has. And you seriously need a granary or somethin’, cause your growth ain’t gonna cut it.
Cheerleader: Hmph! *points to some flood plains*
Tribute: Did I mention that despotism mitigates the impact of irrigation a lot? You’re gonna have to be REALLY lucky to survive. *giggles*
Cheerleader: *glares*
Tribute: Eh heh. (slower) Eh heh. *starts to sweat* Huh. *stares back*
Cheerleader: *glares even more*
Tribute: Aah! *runs off*
*even later*
Tribute: The Lone Man, congratulations, that’s the biggest town anyone has thus far!
Bully: Shouldn’t that be private information?
Tribute: Not really. You see, at the beginning of the game, everyone has about the same culture, and if you press F11, you’ll see….
Bully: Oh. And if I press F8, I can find the weaklings to exploit.
Tribute: Erm, yes. You can.
Bully: The Babylonians are the weakest. Hey! What’s up with this? Why am I so weak? I have archers!
Tribute: The number of tiles under your control matters a lot too. Don’t pay so much attention to that. As far as I know, your civilization is the strongest.
Bully: Are you indulging my ego?
Tribute: Duh.
*finally*
Gamer: 1 more turn till settler.
Tribute: That’s really great. But, oh dear, time’s up! Looks like we’ll have to finish tomorrow.
Everyone: *groans*
Tribute: But, hey, if you had finished earlier, this wouldn’t have been a problem.
Bully: We hate you, you know that?
Tribute: Of course. Now, then, DISMISSED!
Friday, September 8, 9:50 AM; Extra Help at Plain Jane’s Locker
Jane: Donut day! The best day of the whole week. Oh, but it’s so far away, all the good donut’s will be taken, by the silly freshmen. Ah well.
Plain Jane 626 tore through the hall and turned the corner, running into a teacher on the way. Apologizing swiftly, he jumped down the stairs and ran out of Shash Hall past the art rooms and College Counseling Offices. Turning right, next to some brown, rotting cubbies, he sighed at the lack of maintenance the school was receiving. 626 entered the Main Hall and ran past the legs, which seemingly stuck out to try and trip him up as he passed. Many, he noted, were taking the opportunity to take a nice nap. On donut day? Blasphemous. And with so much homework too. Sadly, 626 cursed his lack of mental capabilities, hoping the work he had put into his homework would pay off some day. Finally, reaching the end of the hall, he passed some of the gamers at the laptop lockers and exited the Main Hall. To his dismay, when he arrived in the Edges, all of the good donuts were taken, only jam remained. Setting down his backpack, 626 enjoyed (as best he could) the randomly flavored, artificial jelly inside the glazed donut before turning to other homework matters.
*meanwhile at the laptop lockers*
Gamer: Did she just trip over my power cable? Now it’s unplugged, and she’s run off! Great!
Generic Gamer: That wasn’t a girl….
Gamer: *standing up* This is ridiculous; if people don’t know how to walk, maybe they should learn or just not walk at all!
Generic Gamer: I suppose. Hey! You done with Fire Emblem yet?
Gamer: Yeah, but I found the sequel, and it seems rather intriguing.
Generic Gamer: Yuck. The Sacred Stones sucked.
Gamer: What?! Why?
Generic Gamer: Too easy.
Gamer: No doubt about that….
*meanwhile in the Quad*
President: These meetings in the Rose Garden are just too weird. I feel all itchy after it’s over.
Vice President: I sneeze a lot after it’s over.
Treasurer: (in a Yoda voice) Allergies, you have.
President: Anyways, the first item to my attention has been the lack of order in the lunch line. Does anyone have any suggestions as to how we can reduce the clogging? I mean, you know how it is. It’s a stampede!
Vice President: I think it’s fine.
President: But the administration doesn’t think so. So we have to do something to calm them down. But we also don’t want to annoy any of the potential voter- I mean, students out there. Can we strike that from the record?
Secretary: Of course. Now which part did you want removed? The ‘potential voter’ part or the ‘students out there’ part?
President: Both, if possible.
Secretary: So you don’t want to ‘annoy any’
President: Right.
Secretary: Any who?
President: Anyone.
Secretary: Any ones?
President: *sighs*
Treasury: (Jar Jar Binks voice) You, sah! Are a los-ah!
*meanwhile in Shash Hall*
Cheerleader: (demanding) Donut.
Bully: Here it is. *hands her a glazed donut wrapped in a tissue*
Cheerleader: Mm! Glazed. That’s so nice, of you! I love you! *jumps and pecks him on the cheek*
Bully: *turns red with pleasure*
Cheerleader: I wrote you a cheer. Wanna hear it?
Bully: That’s alright, I-
Cheerleader: (sternly) *snaps* Do you want to hear it, or not?!
Bully: (reluctantly) Okay, then….
Cheerleader: (sing song) Who’s Queen Bee? (beat) Yup, that’s me! (beat) I’m the Queen Bee of the tree! (beat) Everybody worships me! (beat) Never we, always me! (opera finish) For I’m the Queen (beat) Bee (beat) of (beat) the (beat) treeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
Tribute: *peeks out of his office door* No singing outside of my office! Or inside it for that matter, I’ll have to speak to Mewtarthio then.
Friday, September 8, 11:30 AM; library at 5th lunch
Trader: Excellent, a prospective customer. *sidles up to soulwarrior* Hi, there. Would you be interested- Oh. It’s you again.
Loner: Yup, it’s me. It always has been. (darkly) It always will be.
Trader: Want to buy some orange soda?
Loner: I guess….
Snitch: Hey, no food in the library. Oh, it’s you.
Loner: *smiles wryly* (sarcastically) Yeah.
Snitch: Ooh, orange soda! Give me one, please!
Trader: 80 cents.
Snitch: But-!
Loner: I’ll take one. *hands some money to the 502nd PR*
Trader: *turns to D’art* Well?
Loner: *smiles evilly* You may have permission to eat in here, soulwarrior, but I believe 502nd PR doesn’t. So if you don’t-
Trader: Is this a threat?
Snitch: So smart of you to notice. Now hand one over.
Trader: Pah! *gives D’art a soda*
Snitch: Mmm! Orange….
Friday, September 8, 1:50 PM; Start of 4th period, last class of the day.
Cheerleader pneuma sat down in class and sighed. She really wasn’t dumb. But she couldn’t help herself. Everyone thought she was. But she was just trying to get attention. Her bossy front. Her rude and sometimes oblivious actions. She had to ignore the pain of the insults thrown at her, thinking her too dull to notice. But it hurt. It still did. So she tried to surround herself with money and clothes, distancing herself from the others. Yet it led to more misunderstandings. And the vicious cycle continued.
Friday, September 8, 3:45 PM; 5th detention in Principal Tribute’s Shash Hall Office
Tribute: (slyly) Wow! All on time. I wonder why…. (seriously) As you know, we really only have about 2 turns for you to finish. Many of you have completed a settler, and about half of you have settled them in rather good locations. Now, you may be wondering why I didn’t allow you to declare war or talk to each other for the first 30 turns. This was to prevent you from unfairly crushing anybody else, or getting too much of a headstart in the game. Well, after the next few turns, you can go crazy. Do anything you like. Even amass settlers and plant them right next to your opponent’s borders. I don’t care. Just remember, if you choose to do that, they’re allowed to kill you. Literally.
Jane: That means we’re not allowed to do that, right?
President: Yes, 626. Precisely. Now, I believe we should all have some sort of etiquette. Like no ganging up on anybody else when a war starts, and such.
Tribute: Oh, please do! Backstabbing will be most important then. I suspect you really can’t trust anybody here.
President: But-
Tribute: Nobody is trustworthy.
President: Then-
Tribute: Nobody.
President: However-
Tribute: *twitches* SILENCE! *calms down* That’s better. 502nd PR is up, I believe. (to himself) It’s almost time….
Status Report:
Settlements: Everyone has two towns except for the Bully, the Contraband Trader, and the Gamer.
The Bully will build his turn 31, the other two will have them turn 32. I also would like a submission of city names, all related to the character you’re playing as. Lurkers may do this as well.
Techwise: The leader is Spain(going for polytheism) and Netherlands (going for philosophy) and the Gamer is about to finish Iron Working. Everyone will attempt to get basic techs for next round. With gold being transferred to equalize the costs when trading. I will try to use CAII to estimate costs of techs.
Diplomacy: Everyone has just about met everyone else. I think all contacts have been made, of course. And all huts should have been popped by now.
Miltary: Biggest military goes to Plain Jane with about 6 warriors. Strongest military goes to the Bully with two veteran archers and a conscript warrior. Scouts are being disbanded as soon as they return
PM’d orders: Only two people sent me them. Try to follow the format. If you can’t find it, go to the first page of the thread, and look for the link in the first post.
Workers: Some have one, others have two.
Wonders: If you want a wonder and don’t tell me, and if the randomization gets a wonder, you don’t build one. So pick a city(s) and a wonder(s).
Settling Style: Very important. But I picked what seemed best to me. With the lack of information from anyone. I’ll also try to have no land tiles wasted at the end. Also, you may have noticed CXC is disallowed in the plot. But you can still use combat settlers, if you know what they are.
Improvements: Snitch has a granary. Cheerleader has a temple. Bully has a rax. You should’ve told me if you wanted one.
due to unplanned RL events. On the plus side, though, I am on turn 20 of the 30. And the story is doing well. In fact, I'll just have 1 huge update for you. Early overall.
