Alex and I don't typically get along. He backstabs me, I backstab him. He sleeps with my wife. I gut the son of a #&!% and @!$* down his *^#$ing *&$^& #$*@! while his kids watch, horrified, screaming, "not my daddy! Not my daddy!"
You get the picture. It pretty much sums up mine and Alex's relationship. So I thought it odd that the blessed dice might pin us together in this *ahem* peaceful game. Odd. Perhaps I've gotten Alex all wrong these last few months. Perhaps I can use Alex to my advantage. Perhaps through peace and cooperation and love and puppies and girlscout cookies and AH *&$! IT! LET's KILL SOMEONE ALREADY!
I mean, let's get cultural or...uh...diplomatic...or something...
4000 BC (Before who?)
Brilliant debate by my teammates notwithstanding, I move one tile southwest and settle Athens where I bloody well please. I begin a worker. Our scout fails miserably while interrogating the natives and only manages one lousy stinkin' map.
Disgusted with the worthless captain of reconnesance, I gouge out his eyeballs. "There's tech in them hills," I says to the filthy mongrel's lieutenant as I hand him his former captain's occular vessels. "Now you have four eyes for finding it." The man starts say something, but I stall him with a glance. "If you comes back empty handed, lieutenant, I'll see if the next man can do it with six! Go!"
Obviously, the George Steinbrenner school of management pays off, as when the bastard dares show his face in 3880, it's with Animal Husbandry in hand.
"Well done," says I, "now stop husbanding those pigs and get back out there." I love the smell of tribal villages in the morning. Smells like...pig *#@!.
3880 BC
In a herculean effort--and what would later become known as the
Great Flatus--I single handedly expand Athens' borders and open up our entire BFC to our slaves. And look, horses! (Someone called horses. Who gets those 10 points?)
3680 BC
Word spreads throughout the land. Our people are in awe. (No, not the
Great Flatus again.) Buddhism FIDL! Bum ba da dum!
3640 BC
Well not to be outdone some fat, jade statue, forty years later we learn Agriculture and I found Cornianity! All hail His Stalkiness!
The sages tell me that they'd like to learn a little Mysticism next. It's aparently a huge chick magnet at parties. It'll also help our borders pop quicker, since *#&@ing Alex isn't terribly creative. (Okay, might have been weed to learn Mysticism next, but I had Confucius/CoL in my head. We'll need in eventually.) Mysticism is due in 8, btw.
3560 BC
Aparently Lt. McScoutenfoofel isn't all he's cracked up to be. Thinking he can rest on his laurels, Mr. "Have you seen my baseball" tries waltzing into Athens after burning an entire village and only netting me 39 Gold! I'm so ticked I feed him to the cats.
Literally, next turn he's attacked by panthers and lions. I knew the lions were there, but I wanted the hut. The panthers must have just been a two-fer. That's one dead scout, eh boss?
3400 BC
Finally! After agonizing for 600 years and zero growth, our worker finally graces us with his presence. You should have heard those psychophants at court. "Oh, the worker. He's so strong. He's so wonderful." As if they'd forgotten that the only thing keeping them from being inside one of those tribal-huts-o-flame IS ME! GOT THAT! We've had just about enough of all this pansying around. Let's build a warrior and use some of the courtisans as target dummies.
3320 BC
Mysticism arrives, and not a moment too soon. This place is fruity enough already. Let's butch this place up, shall we? Yes, let's. What would you like to do today, Brain? Same thing we do every day, Pinky. Try to take over the world...
...(begin Mining, due in 7)
That's really it. Hindu popped in 3240, making me really glad I didn't go for Poly after Myst. Mining is due in 4. Warrior in 10. Growth in 1. Any questions, write 'em down, wipe your ass with the paper, and flush.
Credit where due department: That whole eyeball bit is taken from George RR Martin's Song of Ice and Fire, though I don't remember the context or which book.