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hmmn - what was the religion distribution at the end of the round. There were quite a few hindu losses (whip-tastic) and some budda cities bit the big one. I wonder which religion went down the most?
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Jet that writeup was awesome.
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Kylearan
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Excellent reports! 
Looks like we've nearly won this. I would take it, but urgent family matters have turned up, preventing me from playing right now. I'll find the time on the easter weekend, but until then...any other takers?
-Kylearan
Looks like we've nearly won this. I would take it, but urgent family matters have turned up, preventing me from playing right now. I'll find the time on the easter weekend, but until then...any other takers?
-Kylearan
Clovis
Charlemagne's Grandfather
I wish... I could...
Admiral Kutzov
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dammit, somebody finish this (with style preferably)
ruff_hi
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got it ......
Edit: the link to the game has expired!!!!! Jet - where are you?
Edit: the link to the game has expired!!!!! Jet - where are you?
www.yousendit.com said:
Jet
No, no, please. Please.
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ruff_hi
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ok - great, thx. Got it!
ruff_hi
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The maid crept into the room, quietly as Queen Isabella had being suffering lately. She had heard the cook talking about her changing demands and one of the footman had even used the word "unstable" - although, he hadn't been seen since. She crossed the room, quietly opened the curtains and let the sun flood into the room. There was a groan from the bed, and Queen Isabella rolled over ...
"Is that you Mable?", asked Queen Isabella
Yes Madam. It is another glorious day in your empire, the sun is shining, the weather is warm, the country yields its bounty and your citizens are populous and happy.
Thank you Mable, but I feel that today will be a very bad day. I had a funny dream last night and was visited by a golden man talking about quantum fissure and taceon inversions and other such incomprehensive technobable.
Suddenly, a crack appears in the air above the bed, Isabella glances up and mutters "Oh dear" while Mable collapses to her knees in fear and awe. The crack widens and extends downwards to engulf the bed and Isabella. Mable sees Isabella holding her head in her hands and moaning with a scattering of words that she hears as "Not again, oh the voices, the personalities are pushing on me".
As quickly as the crack came, it went. The next thing that Mable remembers is Queen Isabella in her regal outfit and preparing to see her advisors. However, there was something wrong ... her face was jumping, her charage swapped from drooping, resigned to bold and expansive ... it appeared that two or three different characters had all surfaced at the same time. Mable finally understood the conflict that Queen Isabella faced every day.
The Queen marched boldly / slinked / stuttered from her bedroom (well, she marched boldly while the bold character was manifest, she slinked while the resigned character was prime ... either way, she left the room and gathered her advisors).
Bold Isabella: My Kingdom must grow, our cities must expand, this war must end quickly. Order the people to gather their resources and send out new settlers to completely cover the world with the Spanish.
Timid Isabella: I am tied. I am confused. I need to rest ... finish this war and let me sleep.
Several days of confusion later ...
Timid Isabella: Why is this happening? 5800 years is too long for one person to deal with ... if only I could rest.
Bold Isabella: I see things are going well. Now, change our focus to works of art. We shall divert some of our money to entertainment ... be sure to send entertainers to the new settlements.
Later than day, the advisors witnessed a very strange event. Isabella had been sitting on her throne, hearing news from her empire about the end of the Indian War. Bold Isabella seemed to be dominant at the moment and she jumped up to stride across to the war advisor to congratulate him. However, the shock on everyone's face stopped her cold. They were all staring behind her. She turned and ...
...
...
... saw timid Isabella still sitting on the thrown. There were two Isabellas!
Bold Isabella: Bah - you disgust me ... go away. She turned back and say, tomorrow we celebrate our domination.
Timid Isabella: Oh, this cannot go on. I am too tied. This must end ... and she orders the controller to hit Ctrl-Q
"Is that you Mable?", asked Queen Isabella
Yes Madam. It is another glorious day in your empire, the sun is shining, the weather is warm, the country yields its bounty and your citizens are populous and happy.
Thank you Mable, but I feel that today will be a very bad day. I had a funny dream last night and was visited by a golden man talking about quantum fissure and taceon inversions and other such incomprehensive technobable.
Suddenly, a crack appears in the air above the bed, Isabella glances up and mutters "Oh dear" while Mable collapses to her knees in fear and awe. The crack widens and extends downwards to engulf the bed and Isabella. Mable sees Isabella holding her head in her hands and moaning with a scattering of words that she hears as "Not again, oh the voices, the personalities are pushing on me".
As quickly as the crack came, it went. The next thing that Mable remembers is Queen Isabella in her regal outfit and preparing to see her advisors. However, there was something wrong ... her face was jumping, her charage swapped from drooping, resigned to bold and expansive ... it appeared that two or three different characters had all surfaced at the same time. Mable finally understood the conflict that Queen Isabella faced every day.
The Queen marched boldly / slinked / stuttered from her bedroom (well, she marched boldly while the bold character was manifest, she slinked while the resigned character was prime ... either way, she left the room and gathered her advisors).
Bold Isabella: My Kingdom must grow, our cities must expand, this war must end quickly. Order the people to gather their resources and send out new settlers to completely cover the world with the Spanish.
Timid Isabella: I am tied. I am confused. I need to rest ... finish this war and let me sleep.
Several days of confusion later ...
Timid Isabella: Why is this happening? 5800 years is too long for one person to deal with ... if only I could rest.
Bold Isabella: I see things are going well. Now, change our focus to works of art. We shall divert some of our money to entertainment ... be sure to send entertainers to the new settlements.
Later than day, the advisors witnessed a very strange event. Isabella had been sitting on her throne, hearing news from her empire about the end of the Indian War. Bold Isabella seemed to be dominant at the moment and she jumped up to stride across to the war advisor to congratulate him. However, the shock on everyone's face stopped her cold. They were all staring behind her. She turned and ...
...
...
... saw timid Isabella still sitting on the thrown. There were two Isabellas!
Bold Isabella: Bah - you disgust me ... go away. She turned back and say, tomorrow we celebrate our domination.
Timid Isabella: Oh, this cannot go on. I am too tied. This must end ... and she orders the controller to hit Ctrl-Q
Galileo44
Great Scientist
Great job! Classic material this thread is! And to all who participated: 
And to all who participated: 
Kodii
Ka ICE
Awesome conclusion, ruff!
This idea was an awesome one. Perhaps a similar one can be set up soon in the future. Good work to everyone who participated!
This idea was an awesome one. Perhaps a similar one can be set up soon in the future. Good work to everyone who participated!
Clovis
Charlemagne's Grandfather
What on earth?
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