Shemaru
"Personally, I think we should search out the other team now, we'll have plenty of time to enjoy the Plane anyway," you respond.
One of the boys with auburn hair and small brown eyes nods. "Yeah, me too. Let's kill those bastards and win the first ever Shemaru Plane competition. Besides, if we wanted to sightsee, we can always come back again when the price is cheaper. We're here for glory."
"So it's settled," Janis says. "We'll go for the other team first and go for it all right now. If you'll pull out your map, I can show you what we're going to do."
You take a minute yellow gadget out of your pocket and press a button. A rectangle comes up, with major points labeled and two miniscule x's, one red and one green.
"The x's show where your team's base is and where the other team's base is. We'll aim for there, I'm betting that's where they'll be. There base is the red x. Now, if you'll just zoom in on points (5,-4) and (4, 8) I can show you our path."
You enter the points given, and your map splits to show you both. On (5,-4) there is a point labeled "Fredda Spring", and on (4,8) there is a "Gorge of Victory."
"The spring is where we're headed," Janis explains. "It'll give us fast travel to the gorge, which is as you can see very near their home base. We'll launch our assault from the gorge. Now let's move."
Everyone sheathes the swords that many had been staring at and follow Janis. Janis sets a good pace, but you can understand why. Your team hadn't taken long at all to decide its first move, but if it took too long it'd become very hard to find the other team because they might have left base camp already, and then it'd just be a wait until a chance encounter. Perhaps this game was meant to be played with hundreds of people.
As you walk behind Janis, the boy who agreed with you rushes to catch up. "Hey," he greets you. "My name's Stuart Ingorian."
"Hi," you say, taking the outstreched hand.
"Isn't this pretty exciting?" Stuart says tumultously.
"Yeah, it'll be a lot of fun," you comment. This Stuart seems to be quite social, you think to yourself.
"Look, how about we watch each other's back?" Stuart offers. "Neither of us want to be taken out of the game early, we want to win. So if we get in a fight we'll make sure we both get out of it?"
"Yeah...sure," you concede. Stuart seems to recognize your want to be alone for now and drops back in line. After a short walk Janis stops in front of a gushing spring.
"Alright, boys. This is it. Just step on the spring and you'll be in the Gorge of Victory." You are the first to step on the spring.
A force pushed up on your feet, both a fluid and a solid force at the same time, and propels you upward. Only a few seconds later you land on the ground and collapse due to the unexpected contact. The members of your team follow one by one.
Certainly, you are in a gorge. It reminds you of the old pictures of a massive canyon, the Grand Canyon...at least you think that's what it was called. With all the money your parents had saved up education was never a priority in your mind.
After Janis appears, he harrumphs as if to make a speech. "Well, as you can see we're here. The red team's camp is above that ledge" -he points due west- "and about a hundred yards back. They won't be expecting an attack this early in the game. Nevertheless, we have to be quiet when we're climbing the gorge. And patient. It might take us twenty minutes."
"Twenty minutes?!" one of the boys exclaims. He has straw blond hair and blue eyes. "They might've shipped off by then!"
Janis glares at him. "Well, I'm sorry but this is by far the easiest way to get to them. If you'd like to walk from our base camp, we can go right back if we find a certain item. What's your name son? You're Jacob Ersing, right?"
The boy swallows hard. "Yeah. But your plan is good. We'll go up the gorge."
"Thought so," Janis says as he turns to the rest of the team. "Now, I think that when we get to the top we should skirt around the side, get a little closer before we attack."
"What?" Now it was Stuart's turn to interrupt Janis. "If we're seen it'd be us who's surprised, not them! And that would give them a little extra time to prepare. No, we should attack as soon as we're all up the cliff."
Janis shakes his head slowly. "No, you're not right. We should do my plan. But this is your game! And so I shall ask the same person as I did last time, because he made both the popular decision and the right one."
Janis turns to you. "What should we do? Attack as soon as we're up the cliff? Or skirt around and get close?"
One of the boys with auburn hair and small brown eyes nods. "Yeah, me too. Let's kill those bastards and win the first ever Shemaru Plane competition. Besides, if we wanted to sightsee, we can always come back again when the price is cheaper. We're here for glory."
"So it's settled," Janis says. "We'll go for the other team first and go for it all right now. If you'll pull out your map, I can show you what we're going to do."
You take a minute yellow gadget out of your pocket and press a button. A rectangle comes up, with major points labeled and two miniscule x's, one red and one green.
"The x's show where your team's base is and where the other team's base is. We'll aim for there, I'm betting that's where they'll be. There base is the red x. Now, if you'll just zoom in on points (5,-4) and (4, 8) I can show you our path."
You enter the points given, and your map splits to show you both. On (5,-4) there is a point labeled "Fredda Spring", and on (4,8) there is a "Gorge of Victory."
"The spring is where we're headed," Janis explains. "It'll give us fast travel to the gorge, which is as you can see very near their home base. We'll launch our assault from the gorge. Now let's move."
Everyone sheathes the swords that many had been staring at and follow Janis. Janis sets a good pace, but you can understand why. Your team hadn't taken long at all to decide its first move, but if it took too long it'd become very hard to find the other team because they might have left base camp already, and then it'd just be a wait until a chance encounter. Perhaps this game was meant to be played with hundreds of people.
As you walk behind Janis, the boy who agreed with you rushes to catch up. "Hey," he greets you. "My name's Stuart Ingorian."
"Hi," you say, taking the outstreched hand.
"Isn't this pretty exciting?" Stuart says tumultously.
"Yeah, it'll be a lot of fun," you comment. This Stuart seems to be quite social, you think to yourself.
"Look, how about we watch each other's back?" Stuart offers. "Neither of us want to be taken out of the game early, we want to win. So if we get in a fight we'll make sure we both get out of it?"
"Yeah...sure," you concede. Stuart seems to recognize your want to be alone for now and drops back in line. After a short walk Janis stops in front of a gushing spring.
"Alright, boys. This is it. Just step on the spring and you'll be in the Gorge of Victory." You are the first to step on the spring.
A force pushed up on your feet, both a fluid and a solid force at the same time, and propels you upward. Only a few seconds later you land on the ground and collapse due to the unexpected contact. The members of your team follow one by one.
Certainly, you are in a gorge. It reminds you of the old pictures of a massive canyon, the Grand Canyon...at least you think that's what it was called. With all the money your parents had saved up education was never a priority in your mind.
After Janis appears, he harrumphs as if to make a speech. "Well, as you can see we're here. The red team's camp is above that ledge" -he points due west- "and about a hundred yards back. They won't be expecting an attack this early in the game. Nevertheless, we have to be quiet when we're climbing the gorge. And patient. It might take us twenty minutes."
"Twenty minutes?!" one of the boys exclaims. He has straw blond hair and blue eyes. "They might've shipped off by then!"
Janis glares at him. "Well, I'm sorry but this is by far the easiest way to get to them. If you'd like to walk from our base camp, we can go right back if we find a certain item. What's your name son? You're Jacob Ersing, right?"
The boy swallows hard. "Yeah. But your plan is good. We'll go up the gorge."
"Thought so," Janis says as he turns to the rest of the team. "Now, I think that when we get to the top we should skirt around the side, get a little closer before we attack."
"What?" Now it was Stuart's turn to interrupt Janis. "If we're seen it'd be us who's surprised, not them! And that would give them a little extra time to prepare. No, we should attack as soon as we're all up the cliff."
Janis shakes his head slowly. "No, you're not right. We should do my plan. But this is your game! And so I shall ask the same person as I did last time, because he made both the popular decision and the right one."
Janis turns to you. "What should we do? Attack as soon as we're up the cliff? Or skirt around and get close?"