Castle Game: Taisho Roman Revolution

[idolpro]

[Suddenly, you hear the wailing of a horn. Outside, tension is turning to panic. You can't see anything, but you can hear people gathering up their things, sobbing in fear or speaking in harsh whispers. A lone voice calls from the distance:

The enemy approaches!

Upon the map, an unfamiliar geography appears -- several small nations, clustered together. Outside of them, an endless sea of enemy forces, identified only by a symbol of a cracked skull. Each of the small nations is marked with a flag in one unit's colour, and a tiny model of a castle.

You are at war. How will you protect your people and yourself?


(Rules & questions are here. Cleo is your gamerunner!)

Comments

[bloodyrose]

Hell isn't exactly merciful.

[ididntsaybanana]

Is it ever?

[bloodyrose]

Who knows.

[ididntsaybanana]

Right now it's about survival. We can't expect any of the other teams to help us out. We can only rely on ourselves.

[bloodyrose]

I've been told as such.

[ididntsaybanana]

If there's anyone you know on the other teams that you don't want hurt or killed . . . sorry.

[bloodyrose]

[Ugh. Don't make him even consider the thought.]

There's. . . someone on pep!pep! who may be a relative of mine.

But, I get it.

[ididntsaybanana]

Games like these make me less likely to make more friends.

[bloodyrose]

Ah. . .

[ididntsaybanana]

I don't think this will ever get easier.

[bloodyrose]

Probably not.

[ididntsaybanana]

I hate it. I don't want anyone to die, but there's no choice in this. It's either us or another team.

[bloodyrose]

Likewise. We don't have much of a choice.

[ididntsaybanana]

The producers are assholes.

[bloodyrose]

That's putting it lightly.

[ididntsaybanana]

Tch! Let's see what happens now that we've put our decision down.

[bloodyrose]

[that's all there is right now.]

[ididntsaybanana]

[ If we die it's gonna suck so bad, man ]

[bloodyrose]

[Resurrection is a thing, but yeah. It'll suck.]