So yeah me and gombol just had at it. Or we tried to. TBH it was a large comedy of errors.
I want to start off by saying a massive thanks to gombol for being a huge sport. To cut a long story short during loading the game i crashed. So gombol entered the game to find me D'C. Which if you dont know instantly gave him the victory. 2-0 To Gombol.
He veto'd the victory and said he'd rather play a match than win by default.
So i reset the result and we got on playing a real game.
The Gallpeak Facemaulers half nakedness lined up against the Tomb K1ings dry and scaly complection. The sun was beating down upon the pirateships deck (weather result Blistering sun) which was causing the Facemaulers to regret not bringing sunscreen and the K1ings wished they had more embalming fluid. Upon the kickoff the Khemri shamblers kicked to the Facemaulers and in a sneaky sneaky move the facemaulers managed to get with in reaching distance of the goal. This is however a far as they got.
The tomb guardians began swinging fists and knocking players down left, right and centre. The Blitz-ra's made a jammy dodge and blitzed the ball carrier and layed him out. A Throw-ra grabbed the ball in the next turn and threw it downfield giving the K1ings the lead. Having allready lost 2 players to injury a further 3 fell down due to heat exhaustion from the merciless sun. With half the team down and Str 5 tomb guardians surrounding them the facemaulers looked doomed.
Unfortuantely this is where Gombol crashed. The game gave me the victory.
3-1 to Ghostwolf67
So we both sat down and decided that this next game would be the last attempt.
There was a slight feeling of deja-vu as the Facemaulers lines up against the Tomb K1ings. Also more Deja-vu as the sun began to beat down upon the pitch (weather result Blistering Sun). The werewolf clad in fur began to smell alot like wet dog.
The Tomb K1ings recieve. The Facemaulers, upon kicking the ball, began to pray to thier dark and terrible masters for a change in weather. All of a sudden the skies darkened and a horrible rainstorm began to drench the stadium (weather result Pouring Rain). This meant that all catch, pick-up and dumpoff rolls are -1. Meaning that for most of the game the ball lay sodden in the dirt while players scrambled for it.
The Khemri couldnt lay a hand on the now slippery ball with their bandage wrapped appendages. Siezing the initiative the ulfwerder, who now definetly smelled like wet dog, blitzed a hole in the lines for a runner to jump through and dodge to victory. TD for the Facemaulers.
With the rain making the usually dry Khemri quite wet and soggy the injuries began to pile up. The Berzerkers, now tired of having been useless in the previous 3 games attacked and killed a tomb guardian while the ulfwerder knocked another to the floor badly hurt. With these handicaps another TD for the Facemaulers soon occurred.
When it was looking like it was all over a zombie intercepted an ill advised pass and then made a clean getaway into the Facemaulers side of the pitch. Desperately trying to stop the TD a runner knocked the ball carrier down then failed the go for it and injured himself. Now alone in the endzone on turn 13 the zombie had 3 turns to try and pick the ball up. On turn 15 the zombie fumbled the ball off the end of the pitch and it landed right next to one of the throw-ra's. Turn 16 and after the Throw-ras miraculouly does what no other could and pick the ball up it has a massive task of throwing it to a zombie downfield in the endzone waiting. I do really wish he'd made it, it was deserved. But the scatter pass lands a few squares away on turn 16 and is unable to get picked up.
2-0 to Ghostwolf67 - Final result.
With the knowledge that they have just done the time warp firmly placed in their heads the Facemaulers return to their terrorised pub to try and make sense of all this alternate reality mumbo jumbo.