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Day one.
Arrived together with Mr. X in Kyiv at 7 AM, settled in, and headed to ГО:) . Seme, Aldegir, and NEO were already waiting there; about 10 minutes later, Kreg and Kostyan showed up. The latter tried to guess who was who by their nicknames, but didn't identify anyone:) . Kep joined in; it was fun, we chatted and joked. It got even more fun when Besha appeared on the horizon, along with Forrest, Volodimir, and Armagedda. Besha greeted everyone and immediately began overwhelming a few local guys who happened to be nearby with his poetic talent. In short, from that impromptu streetwise rap, they probably learned a lot of new and unknown things about themselves and the world, and undoubtedly gained respect for the northern guest, since they were in close contact both days:) Although, I admit, I expected Besha with a guitar and at least a couple of his songs:) , but on those days he shone with boldness, telling everyone exactly what he thought of them! :smile13:
We entered the club, where Leader and Dzhavdet appeared in the unnoticed bustle. It started around 10:30. The draw gave me Kreg. Considering the fact that Kreg once won one of the tournaments in Kyiv, I was a bit tense. We both rolled everything; in the end, I got a corner respawn with a decent amount of money — hydras in the Castle seemed doable by my estimates. There were 2 passages to the secondary zones, both guarded by 10-19 zealots. And then, when there was nothing left to do on the respawn on day 117, I wasted all the first week's potential with Gunnar (advanced tactics) — there was hope for home ground, but it didn't work out; no auto-request, it's a tournament after all. I put cows instead of hydras; on day 121, I bought everything I could, broke through a stack of 17 gr. ogres onto grass, and charged into max gnome territory without Visions — I played the battle terribly, plus the gnomes' morale — only 5 cows left:mad: . I took the secondary Rampart, cleared the respawn, took revenge on some zealots, and slashed others in the metro, but right then the passage was held by 10-19 manticores behind the club — it was day 127; I was stuck at the choke point before them, while the army was heading to the Medusa nest, which turned out to have 8, some upgraded; I froze them all. I didn't continue further.
I hugged it out with Besha; as it turned out, he didn't recognize me at first because I had shaved off my beard and mustache! He kept teasing me about it for both days:)
I played the second game with Arma, and we rolled for it until the football match itself.
The football match itself.
On the way to the pub, we lost Besha:D Only he knows where he wandered off to, but he showed up only by the end of the match and immediately rushed to seek adventures for his own reckless head and others'. In short, we got away with a broken chair. The football itself was magnificent; plus, considering the overall friendly atmosphere, watching it was no worse than in the stadium. We really cheered loudly, and it was worth it! Our team won! One fact surprised me — none of the 15 people SMOKED! But they all drank a lot of beer!:) After the match, everyone was in a good mood and headed to their accommodations, but… the ubiquitous Besha… managed to injure his leg at the metro entrance; he couldn't walk by that evening, and naturally, they wouldn't let him into the metro! So they carried him like a king to Kreg's place in their arms!
Day two.
By around 9, almost everyone had gathered — the desire to play was that strong! Due to technical issues, the computers weren't working; we skipped about an hour, but we finally started. Again, I rolled with Arma for about an hour and a half to choose a mutually acceptable respawn, until we got tired of it and decided to play any random setup. I got a weak and cash-poor position. In the first week, I got distracted discussing my moves with Kep and didn't manage to build in time, ending up with psychos in the Fort. I gathered 5 angels and 15 ducks, found boots and wings, broke through the guard with two duck stacks — both maxed. The lack of money and Gosha's parameters prompted me to take risks, though probably in vain.
Then I did some analysis of the games; many of the things I did were unclear to me; I guess I was just burned out. But a game is a game.
I sat down to play the third game with Rebellius. We managed to play one week, during which I put bears in the Castle, and he put nagas in the Castle. By that time, besides us, the only remaining players were the pair Kostyan-Arma; the rest had either left or were sharing experience in conversations outside. Finally, at 21:45, all those left gathered and went to the train station — some to leave, some to see them off.
I really enjoyed everything (except for my own results). I got a lot of positive energy from the communication; everything was well organized. I would come again, yeah. But probably need about 3 days — that would be just right, while 2 is a bit short, imho.
Thanks to everyone for the games and the company:smile12:
Arrived together with Mr. X in Kyiv at 7 AM, settled in, and headed to ГО:) . Seme, Aldegir, and NEO were already waiting there; about 10 minutes later, Kreg and Kostyan showed up. The latter tried to guess who was who by their nicknames, but didn't identify anyone:) . Kep joined in; it was fun, we chatted and joked. It got even more fun when Besha appeared on the horizon, along with Forrest, Volodimir, and Armagedda. Besha greeted everyone and immediately began overwhelming a few local guys who happened to be nearby with his poetic talent. In short, from that impromptu streetwise rap, they probably learned a lot of new and unknown things about themselves and the world, and undoubtedly gained respect for the northern guest, since they were in close contact both days:) Although, I admit, I expected Besha with a guitar and at least a couple of his songs:) , but on those days he shone with boldness, telling everyone exactly what he thought of them! :smile13:
We entered the club, where Leader and Dzhavdet appeared in the unnoticed bustle. It started around 10:30. The draw gave me Kreg. Considering the fact that Kreg once won one of the tournaments in Kyiv, I was a bit tense. We both rolled everything; in the end, I got a corner respawn with a decent amount of money — hydras in the Castle seemed doable by my estimates. There were 2 passages to the secondary zones, both guarded by 10-19 zealots. And then, when there was nothing left to do on the respawn on day 117, I wasted all the first week's potential with Gunnar (advanced tactics) — there was hope for home ground, but it didn't work out; no auto-request, it's a tournament after all. I put cows instead of hydras; on day 121, I bought everything I could, broke through a stack of 17 gr. ogres onto grass, and charged into max gnome territory without Visions — I played the battle terribly, plus the gnomes' morale — only 5 cows left:mad: . I took the secondary Rampart, cleared the respawn, took revenge on some zealots, and slashed others in the metro, but right then the passage was held by 10-19 manticores behind the club — it was day 127; I was stuck at the choke point before them, while the army was heading to the Medusa nest, which turned out to have 8, some upgraded; I froze them all. I didn't continue further.
I hugged it out with Besha; as it turned out, he didn't recognize me at first because I had shaved off my beard and mustache! He kept teasing me about it for both days:)
I played the second game with Arma, and we rolled for it until the football match itself.
The football match itself.
On the way to the pub, we lost Besha:D Only he knows where he wandered off to, but he showed up only by the end of the match and immediately rushed to seek adventures for his own reckless head and others'. In short, we got away with a broken chair. The football itself was magnificent; plus, considering the overall friendly atmosphere, watching it was no worse than in the stadium. We really cheered loudly, and it was worth it! Our team won! One fact surprised me — none of the 15 people SMOKED! But they all drank a lot of beer!:) After the match, everyone was in a good mood and headed to their accommodations, but… the ubiquitous Besha… managed to injure his leg at the metro entrance; he couldn't walk by that evening, and naturally, they wouldn't let him into the metro! So they carried him like a king to Kreg's place in their arms!
Day two.
By around 9, almost everyone had gathered — the desire to play was that strong! Due to technical issues, the computers weren't working; we skipped about an hour, but we finally started. Again, I rolled with Arma for about an hour and a half to choose a mutually acceptable respawn, until we got tired of it and decided to play any random setup. I got a weak and cash-poor position. In the first week, I got distracted discussing my moves with Kep and didn't manage to build in time, ending up with psychos in the Fort. I gathered 5 angels and 15 ducks, found boots and wings, broke through the guard with two duck stacks — both maxed. The lack of money and Gosha's parameters prompted me to take risks, though probably in vain.
Then I did some analysis of the games; many of the things I did were unclear to me; I guess I was just burned out. But a game is a game.
I sat down to play the third game with Rebellius. We managed to play one week, during which I put bears in the Castle, and he put nagas in the Castle. By that time, besides us, the only remaining players were the pair Kostyan-Arma; the rest had either left or were sharing experience in conversations outside. Finally, at 21:45, all those left gathered and went to the train station — some to leave, some to see them off.
I really enjoyed everything (except for my own results). I got a lot of positive energy from the communication; everything was well organized. I would come again, yeah. But probably need about 3 days — that would be just right, while 2 is a bit short, imho.
Thanks to everyone for the games and the company:smile12:
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icq: 407907277
skype: piterius_i