Welcome Texta, to my domain of games. I am Nicosar, the Gameplayer. I will spare you the pedantic banter that I roll out as the glittering and pretentious carpet of greetings I use to lure those lesser folk and keep them here, if it is my wish to do so for whatever reasons, since I am familiar with you, having found you and contacted you myself, interested, no doubt, by your claim to skill which ever attracts me to those that make them, and I will take this posting of yours as a sign that you are merely replying to my invitation and not auditioning for a slot in this great trial of wits, but that is all just as well!
There are 7 players in total, the limit that this nevertheless epic and complete game of strategy will allow, if you should choose to join it and in the end be found acceptable, which, lest some great unfortunate cataclysm should strike I'm sure will eventually happen as sure as I am the master player of this fine sport you also claim kingship to. But I host this game, which means more than just opening the program and being connected to as you'll find out if you remain long enough to do so, and that means that you will first have to knock me off my throne if you seek the title which hopefully you still claim with a much desired spirit and fire that is so pitifully absent in the VAST majority of all these other so-called gamers who would constantly nip on the heels of their betters like sheep-dog seeking to impress their patrons, the masters of the weaklings, which it would seem, are far more abundant than us who prefer to claim, if anything, only the highest forms of might, sparing the following of a slack and trifle hoarde.
If you are indeed interested in pursuing this great challenge of the strong and resolute with any seriousness, seriousness which in its intensity is far more entertaining and fulfilling than the lazy, slow-paced and 'casual' games proffered by those plagued by a perennial puberty and everlasting indecisiveness born of slightly liquefied minds, not yet hardened by gut and vision, then I would suggest that you, as made evident just above by my good colleague the doctor, make a nice fat schedule for me to work with, which I will explain;
You see, our last unfortunate fellow player was a neurologist and surgeon, and you know how they can be, always busy, performing complex surgeries with the most complex organ of the body that last sometimes 20 hours, and that just for one session of the same patient, and you can imagine what kind of tight, uncompromisable sleeping routine they must follow in order to promise their days some stability and slight degree of relaxation with firm habits, and so I could not bring myself to ask him for a more leniant schedule, considering his noble proffession (and a MOST gracious and flower-ladden tongue out of which he spoke nothing but flagrant niceties), but, alas, the game was stopped when there were 7 ready to go, since his few measly hours, entirely not his fault we're all sure, comprised only 2 1/2 hours everyday for me to try and use in the synchonization of a terrific cast of players assembled from many far reaches, which requires some leniancy and just a dash of sacrifice from the players.
So, needless to say, I was forced, for the good of the game and its other more available players, though at great pains to my own heart considering that here was a stout man, and well spoken indeed!, that had NO choice whatsoever in regards to his hours, and bless him, he even said to me 'those hours are what I have given you. I'm sorry but the world prevents me from adding to them any further, as I wish I could and would GLADLY give, but there is a little girl right now who suffers from astemiodilamotus, a most crippling form of tumor, and I must try and save her'. It was heart-breaking. But so,we parted and I went on the search for more players, grieved at the loss of one so fine but resolute on continuing this game, and here we are!!
So, if you would be so gracious, I would ask you to comprise a weekly shedule with as many availabilty slots throughout the days, around which you could perhaps plan other things not dependent on international synchronization, which I may then use to plot agreeable game times open to everybody's good timing. I would ask you to be reasonable with your own hours, lest you be one of these truly fanatical players such as I have recieved which will donate blood for this game, but I also implore a fair degree of generosity, since it is our gifts that bless the world much more so than that which is received by the world... *ahem*, and I will also mail you, repeating only the crucial aspects of this post, so that you may receive word of your (admittedly, limited) requirements for membership as soon as possible.
I hope to hear from you soon, oh honorable challenger so full of splendid vigor, but soon we shall see if this is merely a vigor of the throat and tonsils!!
Nicosar the Gameplayer