MP "Relaxed Pace" Late Age Game - Page 4

tratorix · #31 July 6th, 2011, 12:35 PM

Well, llamaserver seems to be frozen up atm so he could have sent it and its just not showing up.

Olm · #32 July 6th, 2011, 03:06 PM

How do you know?
To me it reports
Last updated at 19:05 GMT on Wednesday July 6th
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tratorix · #33 July 6th, 2011, 05:09 PM

Well, it was when I posted that.

I guess it's wonderloss' decision on how long we wait.

wonderloss · #34 July 7th, 2011, 10:39 AM

He is in another game with me, and is pretty reliable, so I am not sure what is up here. If he does not respond by this evening, I will figure something out.

wonderloss · #35 July 7th, 2011, 10:44 PM

We exchanged PMs, he will have it in soon.

Kamamura · #36 July 8th, 2011, 05:10 AM

Hello, I am sorry for the delay, I am playing another game and completely forgot to watch this. I am submitting my pretender tomorrow at the latest, probably, today (CET time zone).

Kamamura · #37 July 8th, 2011, 05:31 AM

Why are we playing with CBM1.6 when CBM1.84 is the latest version?

Kamamura · #38 July 8th, 2011, 07:38 AM

Okay, my pretender is in.

wonderloss · #39 July 8th, 2011, 08:22 AM

Originally, I thought CBM 1.6 was the last one with non-unique gem generators. I later realized I was mistaken, that 1.5 was the last one, but I stuck with 1.6.

wonderloss · #40 July 8th, 2011, 10:51 AM

A scene, similar to this one, occurs in the capital of all land nations. In a public square, there is an old man, with wild, disheveled hair and eyes that stare off in the distance. He smells of the sea. His body in constant motion, twitching and jerking. He raises his arms and calls out in a loud voice.
"It is time! The half-moon is in the bowl. Look behind you. The cows are not what they seem. They come from the corners. Don't let them see you! Don't let them see you!"
He becomes more frantic, and his words turn to gibberish. From the cord he wears as a belt, he draws a knife and raises is it above his head. He brings it down with a quick move, then falls to the ground, silent. A crimson puddle spreads from below his neck. A lone sea gull perches on his head, plucks out one eye, then flies off in the direction of the sea.