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In case no one told you yet, Kev. Be sure to have the screen right.

Press 'Print Screen' (next to Scroll Lock, right upper side). Then go to Paint, PSP, Photopaint or whatever you have and press CTRL+V. Then save it as a .gif. Be sure its 20kb or less, otherwise you can't upload it here. Then post it here by clicking on the paperclip next to the color in which the text will come, and upload it. Copy and paste the place for the image it gives you.


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I know it seem hard sometimes, but uh...
remember one thing:
through every dark night,
there's a bright day after that,
so no matter how hard it get, stick ya chest out
keep ya head up and handle it.
 
Okay, I'll get the next started; playing as the Russian, with the venerable Rurik the Varangian as our nominal leader. (I'm trusting we can lead Mother Russia to world dominion before the Bolsheviks embarrass the Russian people.) Large Map, Deity, 7 civs, Barbarians Raging, Spaceship an Option.

Everyone has contacted me except Thunder.

Since Flatlander and Kira had "Byes" the last round; and Smash, Willem, Kev, and I played out the last set of turns, I propose the following order.

Andu Indorin (start-up): AStoll2525@aol.com
Flatlander: calamb1@excite.com
Kira: kiraklop@hotmail.com
goodbye_mr_bond: marukosu@yahoo.com
willemvanoranje: kevinklop@hotmail.com
Smash: Smash007@altavista.com
Kev: KevD111@aol.com

 
Kev go ahead and finish it out...

I am content to prepare for the backwards, vodka drinking Russians...
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It takes a big man to cry, but it takes a bigger man to laugh at THAT man.
 
Andu:

The settings, the order and our Civ sound great. Looking forward to startup.

I will write up the game tonight when I am at my home computer. Hopefully I will be able to figure out the uploading, pasting, sticky note, Elmer's Glue deal and post the results properly. I hope that I don't post pictures of my dog or connect everyone to a porn site or something.
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I assume that we'll start a new thread, so don't forget to check back here for the final writeup.

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Diplomacy - the art of
saying "Good Doggie"
until you can find a rock
 
Deity! Wow. That's gonna be a tough one, guys. <IMG SRC="http://forums.civfanatics.com/ubb/biggrin.gif" border=0> Let the points role in!

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I know it seem hard sometimes, but uh...
remember one thing:
through every dark night,
there's a bright day after that,
so no matter how hard it get, stick ya chest out
keep ya head up and handle it.

[This message has been edited by willemvanoranje (edited June 21, 2001).]
 
Space…. The final frontier.

For centuries humans have walked the earth staring up to the same starlit tapestry. Every stage of civilization has stared in awe. Those early Germanic tribes saw the gods in their glory as their bright, all-seeing eyes looked upon them. Later civilizations saw them as maps – both for finding their ways through the depthless oceans and astrological maps of their own lives. To poets and bards they were everything from heavenly fireflies to fallen angels.

Later civilizations saw them more pragmatically, as other worlds, first orbiting their own world, and later as far-away suns giving life to a potentially infinite amount of souls.

At the great Indian Observatory in Bombay, word leaked out that the Indians had made a startling discovery: a planet with the possibility of sustaining human life. Although the home world was not fully colonized, pollution was running rampant and the thought of a brand new world to colonize was a tempting one for the kinder, gentler German leader by the name of Robert von Bierja.

While the importance of a leader’s familial ties and royal blood were long just a memory of a more militant Germany, it was whispered that Robert’s bloodline remained pure dating back to the time of the Flatlander and the great founding of Berlin. It was beer, they said, that ran through his veins – the very essence of Great Germany, and it would be Robert that would lead the land to even greater glory.

Manifest Destiny.

This is what Robert’s ideals came to be known, and all of the German citizens said it to one another in hushed tones. As if speaking it aloud would shatter the very spell that told the masses that Germany was meant to conquer all. Not content with a singular world, however. The mighty Germans and their heady beer shall travel to distant planets and assure the proliferation of their fermented culture.

Robert, ready for business, put a plan together to accomplish these feats during his lifetime. With no presidential term limits, he felt assured that he would remain at the helm of the empire for as long as needed. Could he live long enough to see his and his people’s dream manifest.

First, his people would have to be able to study the Observatory. President Bierja decided on a plan that would make great use of the military situation left to him by his predecessor. He called for a revolution – not one to overthrow the government, but a steady and strong grass-roots surge of popular approval for his own ideas. With this “Revolution of Glory” in place, Robert moved against the remnants of the Indian Empire with rapier-like precision and speed. In a mere year, he hoped to have the bulk of the empire assimilated into his own – thereby ending even the hint of dissent from another, less blessed civilization.

In 1850, the Germans complete the Apollo Program. A successful launching of rocketing technology demonstrates that the Germans are now capable of sending humans into space. It is decreed that the Germans would now work on a much larger scale, and build a ship capable of sending 40,000 Germans (with their beer) to the stars. Completion of the SETI Program sets research labs across the empire to work discovering what may lie beyond our own world.

Also in this year, the take over of India is begun and completed. With the take over of Calcutta, Bombay, Madras, Delhi, Bangalore, Jaipur, Hyderabad, Lahore, Punjab and Indus, the assimilation is completed in a single year.

Only the Indian Reservation of Dacca remains.

Robert begins a combination of trade, science and building the likes of which have never been seen. All German cities work together. Roman-German cities providing lucrative trade, BABYlonian-German cities providing a large industrial base, English-German and Spanish-German cities providing transportation and engineers, and American-German cities providing land upon which to settle new cities. Amidst all of this, in the ancient city of Berlin, all the components will come together. The surrounding true-German cities providing all aspects of needed materials, money and trade.

On the formerly Indian continent, German scientists take their first look through the lenses at Copernicus’ Observatory. A Roman-American scientist is first to name the shining star Alpha Centauri in his now dead language. A shining beacon toward which President Bierja and his people will now strive.

A brief account exists of the following years. Written in note form, it does give the reader the essence of what transpired during what is now termed “The Age of Empire…Singular”

1851: Nuclear Power – we can split the atom but what power have we unleashed? Turinberg and Genoaberg founded.
1852: Creteberg founded. The first 9 Spaceship structurals come off the line and are assembled in Berlin
1853: Veronaberg and Salamisberg founded.
1854: Lisbonberg and Mercedes are founded.
1855: Pragueberg and Bratwurst founded. Plastics discovered and 37 structurals are finished.
1856: The silly Indians at Dacca attack an engineering corps. Spies lay waste to much of the city’s infrastructure in response, and they finally accept peace. The great gift giving begins with the Indians to keep them happy.
1857: Indians are now “cordial”. Superconductor discovered.
1858: A Huge uprising near Leon. Uprisings are becoming less frequent with additional cities, but there must be some underground group of non-assimilated citizens behind all of this.
1859: Veniceberg and Milanberg founded. The discovery of Fusion Power is the last piece to the spaceship puzzle. This will provide the power to reach Alpha Centauri in less than 13 years.
1860: The launch of the GSS Frederick Barbarossa. President Bierja watches as the rocket speeds away. He wanted to be one of the 40,000 aboard, but the bulk of the German civilization still needed him.
1861: Pisaberg is founded.

The time from 1861 until 1872 is largely filled with the advent of aqueducts and sewer systems in all cities. This combined with the ongoing availability of vast luxuries for the German people continues to create a population boom. However, in 1870, The Manhattan Project is completed and a weapon of mass destruction is designed. Bierja is quite happy to NEVER make use of this knowledge.

In 1872, word reached the president that the GSS Freddie successfully landed on Alpha Centauri. For 22 years Robert von Bierja lived for a single goal, and now upon this day in 1872 a sense of completion washes over the elder statesman.

New elections were held merely a few days after this momentous occasion as the president had turned up missing. No foul play was suspected; it was generally considered that with his dream of colonization realized, there were no more mountains to conquer.

In later space flights to AC, rumor had it that a graying, older gentleman with the bearing and swagger of a once-great man took his place in population pod #2 and prepared for the now-commonplace trip to Germany’s second world. The smile that pushed up the corners of his mouth could easily be explained away as everyone on board was eager to immerse themselves in the new CentauriBeer made from hops only found on the new planet.

Yet, the slight tear in his eye could not be so easily explained.

Here are the stats in case I can’t figure out how to post them:

Score = 5,138
Rating = 513%
“Frederick Barbarossa the Magnificent”
145 cities
4108 German citizens (I think that’s like 4 Billion)


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Diplomacy - the art of
saying "Good Doggie"
until you can find a rock
 
Hey, we should check if are scores are good enough for the Hall of Fame. Would be nice, wouldn't it?

Well, I just checked. We'd be 8th. Good enough, I'd say. Kev, send the game to Thunderfall (or was it Matrix?), ok?
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I know it seem hard sometimes, but uh...
remember one thing:
through every dark night,
there's a bright day after that,
so no matter how hard it get, stick ya chest out
keep ya head up and handle it.

[This message has been edited by willemvanoranje (edited June 23, 2001).]
 
OK, I'll send it off. I'll submit it under "classic team".

The funny thing is, we still had 150 years to go and PLENTY of land that we had not used.

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Diplomacy - the art of
saying "Good Doggie"
until you can find a rock
 
Well, we should have thought of that earlier, if we wanted to make it a record game. We're in the list anyway.

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I know it seem hard sometimes, but uh...
remember one thing:
through every dark night,
there's a bright day after that,
so no matter how hard it get, stick ya chest out
keep ya head up and handle it.
 
Well, it's a Civ II game, which we send on by e-mail after playing 15 turns. We describe what happened.

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I know it seem hard sometimes, but uh...
remember one thing:
through every dark night,
there's a bright day after that,
so no matter how hard it get, stick ya chest out
keep ya head up and handle it.
 
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