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Le sémillant John nous décrit ses soirées chez les ludochons !

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vendredi, octobre 18 2019

17 octobre 2019 - John is p*ssed off !

It is a hard lesson. To see what one painstakingly builds destroyed so utterly... One constructs, brick by (fun) brick, but then one sees ash strewn before ones feet. I speak not of the whispers of a new "billet" writer. No I feel no threat from more writers! I'm the only English writer, as long as they stick to french their most appreciable prose and style are of no consequence to me. Other than, of course, the wonderful moments of reading they bring. As usual I digress, when what I want to talk about is a blatant attack on my wonderful little towns in "Minivilles"!

Before I start the atrocious tale of the boy who could not. I would like to speak of another plague. The infinitely troublesome imps that decide to ignore rules. I forgive any Football player that might decide to simply pick up the ball. Because Rugby is such a better sport. But I do have an issue when they try and pass, said picked up ball, to someone in front of them. Because American Rugby is NOT much more of a better sport. Though it can have some moments... Sometimes... Also issuable: Those that decide to play a game with 5 people. What's wrong with that ? You ask. Well nothing by default, but when the rule for the evening is "2 player games only" one has to wonder... Is our president, though dashingly handsome, a troublemaker ? Possibly... He does like to play orcs and chaos creatures in Warhammer...

King of Tokyo, oct. 2019 King of Tokyo - Se plaindre de la destruction de la ville, et jouer ensuite à King of Tokyo....

Anyhow. Now that you know the other crime of this evening lets go back to our sheep. In this case the sheep are my cities. Miniville is a great little card game, where you build a city. The buildings are represented by your cards, and are built, via currency that those buildings might earn you. Each type of building has a number (sometimes more), at the start of a players turn she/he rolls a dice (later on two if desired) the result determines which card is activated, generally that activation earns you cash. A coyote won both games. But I wasn't mad. He obviously cheats. He's a coyote. The WB cartoon after all is not called "Kind and generous Coyote". Anyhow said coyote won, unfair enough. However he then proceeded to summon a giant rabbit monster creature and flattened my city! I speak of course of a game of King of Tokyo we played to end the evening. I mean who does that ? Yes I suggested the game... But I didn't think my poor little mechanical lizard would be so brutally murdered!

I sometimes wonder where the kindness of men goes... One spends his time stealing everyone's money in one game, still looses, then gets stomped angrily in the next game. It's as if karma was a word that existed already. One good thing from the evening though, I learned the existence of a game named "Raptor". I can't wait to play it.

I bid thee adieu for now. Essen calls. It's voice sounds like a group of overly exited Ludochons demanding people explain to them various games. So I'll be going to explain some Bankiiiiz games to a bunch of foreigners. I'll warn them against coyotes in the process...

vendredi, octobre 4 2019

3 octobre 2019 - John is back!

On this night of the 3rd of October 2019, a group of people gathered at 8 this evening. A gathering not unlike a cult, every member continually droning on and on at their families about the values and wonder of worshipping the M.A.N.U. (Man Affordable Not Unkind). Well, I say every, some are curiously reserved in their sharing of our Thursday activities... Presumably simply afraid that if too many ask for the benedictions of our leader, the grace of the latter will falter...

I digress, falter the leader did not tonight! We gathered at 8, as I was saying, for the annual cult administrative themed game night. Something about re-electing stuff and things...
I mainly remember three things:

  1. There was a weird Bingo game where instead of being the first to complete a row of numbers, one had to be the first to complete ones whole grid of words... Except everyone had the same grid, and of course not ALL the words were spoken... I mean our esteemed Olivier (cult necronomicon guardian) chose the words! What did people expect...
  2. I was asked to start writing again! The poor sheep, lost without their English host. Like all good parasites I have become a writhing mass of inescapable necessity. So at least where that cult agenda is concerned: Check!
  3. As I started musing on the food I had not yet consumed this evening, and my future works of literature for the cult, I heard whisperings. "Magna Carta..." They sounded like to me. And indeed I eventually received a piece of paper demanding personal information about me. Most demanded by the powers that be was our age. I am guessing some kind of strange sacrifice will be taking place. Where persons of a certain age will be sent in the cupboard to "make room" in the cult. I will be immensely sad to see some of our glorious members depart. As we say often though " Alea iacta est" or in modern terms "Don't roll a 1"...



John, oct. 2019 John, alias Superman, is back !

As is customary after pleasing the gods of paperwork we turned to our pleasure time. I shared mine with Bertrand, Cecile and Elsa. Now some would say Bertrand beat me at the game. I would say "Ye wee bugger stole me cards all game!". Thus our game of Overbooked, a game all about positioning victims in seats in a plane in a way to assure... I think the easier feeding of Cthulhu ? A giant octopus was outside my plane so I imagine it was some kind of apocalyptic simulation... So a little peeved at the thieving taking place at the table, it was non the less with a little pride that I had my hopes destroyed. Ending third place having saved 2 babies from the sacrificial flight. And confusing a granny for a lover in my seating arrangement. The negative points accrued in my disfavour.

Remains to write a warning to people that are like me already afraid of air travel to not read the previous paragraph, and of course as is customary, to wish you all a wonderful week until our next game!

vendredi, mai 24 2019

Exitio est ...

What is a "Ludochons" ? I asked myself this question again this evening. My attendance for the last few weeks has been spotty at best. My writing for the blog... Unmentionable. So it was with a fresh mind and thirst for games I arrived at our little club room. I awkwardly waited with Yo, awkward because of what happens when a young innocent fledgling Ludochons tries to converse with an old, wise Ludochons... Communications not completely falling into chaos and despair we were soon joined by other members until one finally produced the set of keys needed to enter the club room. That wait outside the door is a good time for us gamers to remind ourselves there exists an "outdoors" part of this world. Once inside though, smiles, greetings and games were being exchanged, bought (curtousy of our very own Father Gamesmas Zaggus) and prepared.

My first game was something new: "Last Heroes". Last Heroes has a heavy Comic book design to it that I found appealing and was instantly drawn to it. This meant I forfeited my spot for a game of "Fuji" Olivier will tell you more about that game. In "Heroes that come after all the others before there are no more Heroes" you play as a Gun-wielding nut-job that is fighting against the other nut-jobs for the most monster kills. Essentially a card game, the cards representing the guns and the ammo for said guns. Programming your turns to maximise victory point gathering whilst trying to limit what your opponents do is the key to victory. That and reading the rules before playing (more on this later). I loved the design and theme of the game, but it left me a little hungry for more...

20190523_last_heroes.jpg Last heroes - Bim... bam... boum...

My second game was a little "digestif" whilst my good friend and wondrous person (not currying favour to my soon to be GM, nope!) Bertrand was waiting for his car pooling buddies to finish their game. Koryo is a lovely little card game, where one has to, in 8 rounds, tally the most victory points with the best "team" of characters (cards). The number of moves are quite limited as the game is very short, so each choice is an important one. I will blame my card draw here though, and say a rematch is called for! What is one supposed to do with 6 Barbarians...

My third and last game was the one where I remembered what a Ludochon is. Just a group of people who want to have fun. Here again we learnt that reading the rules is a pretty neat thing when you play a board game. A novelty, it seems, for our dear Yo. Still I must agree with him: "Tiny Towns" IS a simple and clear game. What's more, with a table of gamers like the one we were at for the game, it was bound to be an enormous mountain of fun. Tiny Towns is a board game all about trying to be the player that builds the most point scoring tiny town. Using a system, that I love more and more, of every players turn being one that is also played by all the other players, one gradually builds, in a small 4x4 grid, his or her town. The buildings come in various shapes and sizes and their effects are determined randomly at the start of the game by a draft of cards. So I doubly can't wait for the second game. I also can't wait for the second game where I will burrow the rules because seeing some pictures on the web as I write this little rant I notice something that looks incoherent with what was told to us... Anyhow! My town was second best with Olivier! Normandy must have high class architecture. The "best" town was an insane suburb of peasantry courtesy of mathematician and glorious gamer Raphael. I mean really... 27 points of cottages. That's just silly...

All in all, I had a barrel full of laughs and can't wait for the next chapter. Be it in minuscule villages, labyrinths of a Japanese persuasion (on fire no less! Fuji looks pretty nifty) or simply that thing about the apple. Game well and see you next Thursday!

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