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...