The Old Hack

Ouch. I am really sorry to hear. Just remember that the top priority is getting better. Don't stress yourself by getting mad at yourself; you don't deserve that.

And a good thing too, the poor midjinks are getting really tired having to carry the story all alone.

Oh. Right. Well, let's assume Dwarf Fortress rules -- you can ride just about anything in that. One fortress was besieged by polar bears and they had a polar bear general who was so badass he rode into battle on another polar bear. Maybe the peasants just took turns acting as mounts for one another? Or actually... maybe this.

Danish peasants at the time had oxen and donkeys and mules. Maybe they rode into battle on those. Yeah, it would look comical, but how much would you laugh after getting your first faceful of fireballs?

They didn't, but since Papa Dunkel has always suspected that there was something a little odd about Tedd, it is practically the same thing.

That's because it is getting dizzy from all the turns you are putting it through. They would make Horus turn in his grave if he were dead.

Ugh. Take good care of yourself. And please keep us posted.

Sure there can. You just need a sizeable number. Maybe the horde that failed was a horde of peasants rebelling against their oppressive nobles. Hey, it could have been in Denmark. We had a peasant rebellion back in a time that fits with the timeframe.

somewhere in the sands of the desert a shape with lion body and the head of a man, a gaze blank and pitiless as the sun is moving its slow thighs, while all about it reel shadows of the indignant desert birds. The darkness drops again, but now I know that twenty centuries of stony sleep were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle. And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, is slouching towards Moperville to be born?

Move into outer space and we can talk about it.

You are quibbling. Mismanaging the light and energy we get from the Sun is mismanaging the Sun.

There's this litte thing called global warming. Don't believe any reputation Denmark may have for fighting it. Our government spent years denying it was a problem at all.

You underestimate the Danish Government's amazing ability to mismanage anything at all.

Thanks, it's about time. Let me power up my PANTARDIS and go get it. *checks on the diamond in the central unit, then climbs into modified Panther tank and closes the hatch with a slam, whereupon the whole thing disappears in a flash*

Have you heard of the wonderful wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Oz? For he is a wonderful wizard if ever a wizard there was...

Pffft. If we had them here in Denmark, our government would cut so much back on them that you would have to wait like at least twenty to twenty five minutes for each, and when they finally appeared, three would come.

Errrr... the presumed plan. Yes, this is not impossible and is in fact my own hypothesis. But I am not so much in love with it that I won't consider the possibility that I am wrong and that something else will happen.

Spoilsport.

The biggest problem with this hypothesis is that no-one is trying to save the whales.

The Moderator: The use of the word 'superfluous' in this context is more than a little rude, I fear. The theory in question may be speculation but that does not mean that the speculation is not on topic or unwelcome. "I do not agree with you" would be blunt but far less rude. Or just "it is possible but not necessarily so." ~tOH.

Has anyone seen my polonium? I swear I had it a minute ago.

Were they playing the Unicorns? If so, it's really rather reasonable if they finally got a shot at the crown.

I remember once playing a game of World in Flames (tabletop WWII game) where the weather report for North Russia was Severe Winter. This means so intense freezing and so much snow that headquarters/supply units are immobilised and so all advances are brought to a grinding halt. An absolutely critical headquarters unit was affected by this. Until the end of that turn where we discovered that it was just exactly south of the line marking the border between North Russia and Mid Russia. It was really only in a region of normal winter where it could advance, just not as fast as normally. We decided that someone just north of them had called in their weather report and they had thought, "blow that for a game of soldiers." Then they just tucked themselves into warm blankets and shared rum toddies while the gentle snow flurries around them not as much raged as they just quietly fell in a state of mild vexation.

Oof. Hope it is nothing too serious. As always, take good care of yourself. Oh, and Pharaoh, no bloody Get-Better-Hippopotami this time. The last time did not end well.

It's like the EGS: NP strip, only on a larger scale. The story has been setting things up for quite a while. This means we are still in the lowjinks phase.