09-12-2011, 12:14 AM
Its a gorgeous Sunday after noon, feels great outside (around 80 degrees), all the windows and doors open, cats chillin outside on their leashes, and playing some LNOE while watching some Sunday movies on T.V. Sounds like a great afternoon right? well thats when everything goes terribly wrong...
During our first game the wife's flesh starts rotting off her face more and more every turn we take, becoming more and more into the zombie like creatures she is controlling. Move by move I keep killing her forces but the stench of her rotting flesh eating beast overwhelm me and I eventually succombe to the will of her brain eating beast.
Our second game, with my new taste for flesh starts very eagerly to take a bite out of the monstrosity who has given me my new thirst for brains and human flesh. My army of blood thirsty minions make there way across the town following every scent of blood that may whisk through the wind. Vigorously the Humans fight our forces, killing the weak but not before a few of us taste the sweet nectar of life before having our life force torn from our body's. Things were progressing nicely, until that Dancing Bear came from across town ripping our forces apart one by one. Then one of those Humans found Dynomite before a pack of 6 of my brethren were to make their assault for a tasty victory. Before our army of darkness could gather our forces we were picked off 1 by 1 by that dancing bear and the bitter taste of defeat washed through my mouth again...
the light got very bright and reality began to fall on us like a heavy rain washing the smell of death off the board from witch 2 battles just took place, 2 battles that ended in utter humiliation. I glanced at the evil grinning, smirking,wench of a woman across from me, she leaned over to wrap her arms around me, whispering in my ear as she squeezed me tightly in her arms, "cant win'em all baby"... THE LIGHT VANISHED! and darkness comsumed!!! and all that was left was a lifeless corpse that I had been snacking, with every bite fulfilling my appetite less and less, with a hunger growing more and more. As I stood, I began walking to the open door with cats on a string laying on the porch, only 1 word would spurt from my mouth....BRAINS!!!
I really hate loosing... (for anyone who doesn't get it, everything after the hug was make believe...or was it...)
During our first game the wife's flesh starts rotting off her face more and more every turn we take, becoming more and more into the zombie like creatures she is controlling. Move by move I keep killing her forces but the stench of her rotting flesh eating beast overwhelm me and I eventually succombe to the will of her brain eating beast.
Our second game, with my new taste for flesh starts very eagerly to take a bite out of the monstrosity who has given me my new thirst for brains and human flesh. My army of blood thirsty minions make there way across the town following every scent of blood that may whisk through the wind. Vigorously the Humans fight our forces, killing the weak but not before a few of us taste the sweet nectar of life before having our life force torn from our body's. Things were progressing nicely, until that Dancing Bear came from across town ripping our forces apart one by one. Then one of those Humans found Dynomite before a pack of 6 of my brethren were to make their assault for a tasty victory. Before our army of darkness could gather our forces we were picked off 1 by 1 by that dancing bear and the bitter taste of defeat washed through my mouth again...
the light got very bright and reality began to fall on us like a heavy rain washing the smell of death off the board from witch 2 battles just took place, 2 battles that ended in utter humiliation. I glanced at the evil grinning, smirking,wench of a woman across from me, she leaned over to wrap her arms around me, whispering in my ear as she squeezed me tightly in her arms, "cant win'em all baby"... THE LIGHT VANISHED! and darkness comsumed!!! and all that was left was a lifeless corpse that I had been snacking, with every bite fulfilling my appetite less and less, with a hunger growing more and more. As I stood, I began walking to the open door with cats on a string laying on the porch, only 1 word would spurt from my mouth....BRAINS!!!
I really hate loosing... (for anyone who doesn't get it, everything after the hug was make believe...or was it...)