Merloo
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Post by Merloo on Apr 12, 2008 16:51:52 GMT -5
By the time it's done, I'll have the civilians necessary. Or, wait, I think I have them now. Not sure. Only 100 needed, and I have 1000, according to vidguy.
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Post by bulbmin on Apr 12, 2008 16:53:35 GMT -5
Yes, I just need to see what people think about this, and whether it should need civilians or not.
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Post by rydon7 on Apr 12, 2008 16:55:55 GMT -5
I think we should only have one...
Cuz I'mma makin' one too.
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Post by vidguysteve on Apr 12, 2008 16:59:57 GMT -5
Well, I thought when we said "factories" we meant WMs/Upgrades kinda things...
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Post by bulbmin on Apr 12, 2008 17:01:28 GMT -5
Yes, but games mechanics, it's the same thing, really. It would be unfair if artifacts didn't need civilians but WMs did, is what I'm saying.
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Merloo
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Post by Merloo on Apr 12, 2008 17:02:38 GMT -5
But I have the civilians. By the time it's done I'll for sure have them, even if I started with zero.
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Post by bulbmin on Apr 12, 2008 17:04:39 GMT -5
Yes, I know that. I'm just saying to everyone that althought hey aren't technically factories, they should still need civilians.
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Post by vidguysteve on Apr 12, 2008 17:05:05 GMT -5
Alright, I think we can all agree on that.
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Merloo
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Post by Merloo on Apr 12, 2008 17:06:40 GMT -5
Why does it matter if I'll have civilians though? I never said it wouldn't, was I supposed to add that it does use them? Seemed like a waste, since everyone knew what it was based on.
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Makajawan
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He's a Pirate
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Post by Makajawan on Apr 12, 2008 17:12:50 GMT -5
*Is staying out of current argument*
Mail Toad: MAIL CALL!
*Red & Four-Eyes rush over to him.*
Mail Toad: An alliance offering by Magical Might.
Red: *Read Letter* Hm. I want to ally with them, but we already have two allies.
Four-Eyes: It is my estimation that the magical capabilities of this group will far out-do a mere police force.
Red: Well, we already agreed. Besides, your penguin offer hasn't been accepted yet.
Four-Eyes: Look, the more logical thing to do would be to ally with this magical group.
Red: Well, let's first find out what's going on with your penguin alliance offer. It seems as if you never made it.
~~~ Pennington,
It is I, Red, of the Toad Brigade. We seek an ally. What say you?
Additionally, would you rather we allign ourselves with the Petalburg Polic Force or Magical Might.
Red ~~~
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Water Dumple
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Expert Debater
Whatever do you mean, Commander Pierce?! Anglo military intelligence is second to none! Fire!
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Post by Water Dumple on Apr 12, 2008 17:35:17 GMT -5
Hello, folks, this is Water Dumple, bringing you the top news stories of Super Mushroom Kingdom Wars! Only one day ago, the latest version of the wars was launched, bringing happiness and joy to all! Players have rushed to make new armies and jump in the game, but only five pages into the first topic of Super Mario 64 DS, a Merloo argument as arisen! This is certainly a new record! Could they possibly appear any faster?! We'll just have to wait and see the results! See you next time on Dumpllllllllllllllllllle NEWS!
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Post by vidguysteve on Apr 12, 2008 17:36:45 GMT -5
To be honest, I think that's a low blow, WD. I think that this time was more of a case of misunderstanding and both people agreeing with each other without the other knowing.
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Merloo
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Post by Merloo on Apr 12, 2008 17:36:48 GMT -5
It wasn't an argument. It seems like everyone seemed to agree, and all it was involved a lack of explaning.
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Post by vidguysteve on Apr 12, 2008 17:36:51 GMT -5
Several weeks have passed since the attack on Fawful and the theft of his Ship and Headgear, but the beanish boy was never one to let things go. Whenever he held a grudge, he would hold it to the end of his life. Unfortunately for the target, Fawful usually settles his problem LONG before HE dies…
The boy had concocted a plan for revenge that he thought even Cackletta would have praised! Its brilliance was in its simplicity: He’d steal the Beanstar! With its near-unlimited powers, it would undoubtedly be able to defeat the fink-rat of red and blue and reclaim his possessions.
Crafting a raft out of trees and other materials he bought from Mole Town, Fawful set out on a long voyage across the ocean, unable to be seen by the border patrol who would have him arrested on sight.
However, the sea is cruel and unforgiving, even to a child…“HAVE DAMNATION OF YOU, MERCIFUL POISIDON!” Fawful screamed in terror moments before his raft was crushed by a massive tidal wave heading towards him. The wave was only the finishing blow after a horrible storm that even the most stalwart sailors would have been too fearful to sail through. Fearful or wise; it doesn’t really make a difference. The next morning when the storm broke, Fawful found himself to be miraculously alive, having drifted to the sandy shore of a beach by holding onto a plank of his destroyed raft. Looking at his surroundings, he spotted the remains of his raft scattered among the beach, with other portions either missing entirely or still floating towards shore, carried by much more tranquil waves. Fawful sighed in frustration and remorse as this was his second experience where a boating excursion resulted in him washing up on the shore of a random island. “Fururu… well… at least this time the island is not having the being of the oasis of-“ ”-Lucy is in the sky with diamonds. Will she give me some?” Fawful looked over to see a small red creature walking around, spouting random sentences to no one in particular. ”-…Oho Jees…” Fawful finished, falling flat on his face, a result of the combination of anger and exhaustion. Over the course of the next few days, Fawful spent his time rebuilding a new raft out of the drift wood from his old one, taking less time on craftsmanship, as the main continent of the Beanbean Kingdom was only a few nautical miles away, which Fawful was FAIRLY certain was shorter than regular miles. At long last, the construction was complete, and Fawful finally laid down to rest. His mind wandering as he drifted off to sleep, he wondered what will come from this excursion, who that fink-rat was, and –more importantly- how to kill him. www.youtube.com/watch?v=OyxrTxVOdx4&feature=relatedFawful wandered fearfully through a large crowd, where a great festival was occurring. Lights and music flashed and blared from the capitol, as people sang and danced, shoving the tiny bean around, forcing him deeper and deeper into the sea of beans.
Beanbean Citizens: Good neeeeeeeeeeews! She’s deaaaaad! Cackletta the witch is dead! The wickedest witch there ever was! The enemy of all of us here is dust! She’s dead! Good news! Good news!
Each person in the crowd wore a horrific mask, each in the fashion of a malformed Cackletta, with features drawn out of proportion to make them seem even more terrifying; a mask with a massive smile that took up most of the mask danced with another that had hair bulbs curled like horns and serpent-like eyes.
Beanie: Look! It’s Peasley!
Peasley: Fellow Beanbeans, Let us be glad! Let us be grateful! Let us rejoicify that goodness could subdue the wicked workings of you-know-who! Isn't it nice to know that good will conquer evil? The truth we all believe'll by and by outlive a lie for you and -
Beanie: No one mourns the Wicked!
Beanie: No one cries "They won't return!"
Beanbean Citizens: No one lays a Life Shroom on their grave!
Maybean: The good man scorns the Wicked!
Harhall: Through their lives, our children learn!
Beanbeans: What we miss, when we misbehave!
Peasley: And Goodness knows The Wicked's lives are lonely! Goodness knows The Wicked die alone! It just shows when you're Wicked you’re left only on your own.
Beanbeans: Yes, Goodness knows The Wicked's lives are lonely! Goodness knows The Wicked cry alone! Nothing grows for the Wicked they reap only what they've sown!
A large wooden effigy of Cackletta is lifted in the center of the town, and lit aflame.
Fawful stumbled around, trying to avoid being trampled by the parade of feet, kicking him as their bodies stretched down to laugh wickedly at his misfortune.
*Skip 3:04 to 4:53*
Beanbeans: No one mourns the Wicked! Now at last, she's dead and gone! Now at last, there's joy throughout the land! And Goodness knows we know what Goodness is! Goodness knows The Wicked die alone!
Peasley: She died alone!
Beanbeans: Woe to those who spurn what Goodness is! They are shown no one mourns the Wicked!
Fawful ran from the crowd as fast as his legs could carry him, but the crowd was relentless in their pursuit, gaining on the frightened bean with every second. Soon they were upon him and began grabbing and clawing at his flesh, as they carried him towards a giant burning effigy of Cackletta, and threw him into the flames to die with his mistress.
Peasley: Good news!
Beanbeans: No one mourns the Wicked!
Peasley: Good news!
All: No one mourns the Wicked! Wicked! Wicked!“NO!” Fawful shot out of bed screaming, firing his FuryZAP prototype wildly into the air, frightening away several birds that had been nesting in a tree nearby. They flew away noisily with loud squawking noises, and soon the noise died down, leaving only the sound of the ocean lapping against the shores of the Oasis. Fawful panted heavily, and looked at his shaking hands. His body was sweating heavily and his heart was racing so fast it felt like it would burst out of his ribcage. After a few moments, Fawful collapsed, burying his face in his arms and began to sob heavily. ”Oh… G-g-g-g-great Ca-ca-ca-cack-ca-cacklet-t-t-ta! Wh-wh-why di-di-did y-y-ou ha-have le-le-leeehee-eaving m-m-m-me?!?!?!” It had been five years since her death, and he estimated that he was at least fifteen by this point (in reality he was twelve), but he never had gotten over the death of his surrogate mother. After several minutes of crying, Fawful turned his dry and itchy eyes skywards to stare at the stars high above his head, shining bright. Gazing at the stars, Fawful felt a slow calming effect come over his body, and he began to feel drowsy and his eyelids became heavy. Unable to stave off slumber any longer, Fawful’s head dropped to the ground and his vision became dark and blurry. ‘O Great Cackletta… Why do you make haunting like the Gangsta Specter of Defeat over your poor toady? Do you have… shame...... of……… me…………?’
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Post by IDNAU on Apr 12, 2008 17:38:15 GMT -5
Civilians: 1000 (+ 100 a day) You only get 25 a day.
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