“Pfft. Please. You have to gather and mix chemicals, of all things, to create a potion for fireballs. I only have to gather the arcane energy around me and throw it in the desired direction.”
Of course we’ll keep the iron, gold, and diamonds. We’ll just give them the gravel and dirt. Oh, and the lapiz lazuli — it looks valuable, but it isn’t really.
“When the trolls begin throwing rocks … voila! We play paper, and win! Now, if they get cunning, we have a contingency plan … someone cue the scissors-bearers please?”
So we first threaten them with a salvo of alchemicals that infect them with the berserker effect except its a delusion potion so that they think they’re going mad and everyone else thinks so because they think everyone around them are their worst nightmare…
Too much?
Note: Between the overhead shot last page and the brownish pants we see this page, I’m temporarily convinced that Dedalus is physically seated three chairs right of Caneghem.
Nooooooo. We waaaaaaaaait…..
Well [i]I[/i] thought it was a good comment.
Our scrolls are bigger than your scrolls, SUCK IT SAVAGE RACES!
:D
Those damned newfangled contraptions always take so long to set up
I present to you…the Gigapult!
from the makers of moose artillery
Anyone remember “Jack Be Nimble” from Age of Empires? Cows truly were the best artillery.
Big Bertha still wins.
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“He’s right! Let’s bribe them to go away… why are you all looking at me like that?”
This is actually a civ game and Gastonia is going for an economic victory.
“Pfft. Please. You have to gather and mix chemicals, of all things, to create a potion for fireballs. I only have to gather the arcane energy around me and throw it in the desired direction.”
“That sounds rather hard.”
“…Okay yeah it is but it’s inexpensive!”
No way! They are going use their resources to complete their objective?! That is entirely unheard of!
“We shall fight them with our resources!”
“…were’ going to throw rocks at ’em?”
“…”
“…No? Okay, so– We’ll throw TREES at ’em!”
“…”
“Clean water? Farmable land? Am I close? Tell me if I’m close.”
“What about gold? Diamonds? Cattle? COTTON!? Come on! At least give me the first letter!”
“Gnomes? Is it gnomes? It’s gnomes, isn’t it.”
Awsome ‘staches?
“We will trade brick for sheep, at which point we can buy another development card. If it is a soldier, we can take back Largest Army from them!”
While you were so focused on getting the Largest Army back, they stole back the Longest Road and will arrive two weeks earlier than expected!
*single tear* Thank you both.
Of course we’ll keep the iron, gold, and diamonds. We’ll just give them the gravel and dirt. Oh, and the lapiz lazuli — it looks valuable, but it isn’t really.
Thanks to you people, Settlers of Catan and Minecraft have forever merged in my imagination. I hope you’re happy.
If someone could make a game that merged Settlers of Catan and Minecraft, I would be happy.
Most people can be stopped by dropping a farm on them.
Is…is that guy in the second panel Marlon Brando?
Can’t stop reading his line in a Brando voice.
Roadblocks sound about as useful as sneezing at them. Fireballs away!
And when I say , I mean what resources we had left after spending a quarter of our GDP at Kinko’s getting this bad boy printed up.
Gold Star.
“To beat the bug, we must first understand the bug.”
You quoting Starship Troopers or something?
“so who’s in for chucking cows”
“…….”
” Okay option number two we attack with hordes of mice? ”
” …………..”
” no takers okay fine we’ll use hamster but thats as far as i will go”
We shall hurl at them!
Apologies. Should have been:
We shall hurl twenty-saph cogs at them!
Yes, we shall burn all our resources and then they’ll have nothing to take form us! In your face, trolls!!!
Hey, it worked for Russia
Field marshall Pornstache needs some tense background music for his ‘tation: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7TrZFxhrPUI
“When the trolls begin throwing rocks … voila! We play paper, and win! Now, if they get cunning, we have a contingency plan … someone cue the scissors-bearers please?”
“You see, Caneghem, I recently overheard this idea for a technomagical blade-spinning device that will solve all our landshark problems.”
“I wrote it all down on this bar napkin.”
let me introduce you to… My Documents…
Achtung! Point of minor pedantry: consider use of Field Marshal, nee Marshall. Or not. This is another world, after all.
As you were.
So we first threaten them with a salvo of alchemicals that infect them with the berserker effect except its a delusion potion so that they think they’re going mad and everyone else thinks so because they think everyone around them are their worst nightmare…
Too much?
Death by PowerPoint, in my metafiction? It’s more likely than you think.
The alt-text is awesome.
Clearly, the trolls will be defeated because of their lack of vespine gas.
”This my friends is our resources” *shows scroll*
”But it’s blank..”
”Yes, yes it is..we’re screwed.”
wait! we have your brains, my steel, his strength.
impossible. maybe if i had a month to plan, i could come up with something. but this?
“There’s only one thing written on this scroll.”
“Yes! Our plan to victory is simple yet flawless!”
“It says SHEEP.”
“Exactly!”
/glad the sheep was already mentioned!
“And now I’m going to read every scroll out loud to you word-for-word until you all wish you’d just die.”
well throw peasants at them!! FAT peasants! HEAVY fat peasants!!
there is a flaw in your logic…..
peasants arent fat.
Note: Between the overhead shot last page and the brownish pants we see this page, I’m temporarily convinced that Dedalus is physically seated three chairs right of Caneghem.
They’re trolls.
Prepare for a flamewar.