Hello again!
Two posts in quick succession! Oh yeah…
So today, sixteen people in my friendship group at school, including myself, embarked on an epic game which I have rather stubbornly referred to as The Game. The term ‘epic’ has a reputation for being overused, but I don’t use this word in vain, because quite frankly, The Game is not just a game: it’s a saga. A legend. And could potentially go on for months.
I should probably explain what this game actually is…
It’s kind of loosely based on the popular game Cluedo, but more of a prequel to it. Essentially, in our case, there are sixteen people. Three pots are made: one with all sixteen names. One with sixteen locations throughout school. One with sixteen objects. Each person then picks one from each pot. From then on, the aim is to ‘kill’ the person you’ve chosen. This is done by touching them with your selected object, in the specified location. Once you ‘kill’ your target, you take their selected name, object and location, and thus you have a new target. The last man standing is the winner.
But of course, this is a game being played by my friends, so we had to make it at least a bit more interesting. The main complication in this game is that you can’t ‘kill’ your target when there are other competitors in the specified location. This adds a new dimension to the game, involving all sorts of tactics, plans, sneak and preparation. This is all part of what makes The Game a true epic. There will be heroes and villains. Kings and pawns. Apparently alliances have already been formed, and we’re wondering when the sweepstakes for who will be the winner will actually start. Because when you are the sort of person who plays these kinds of games, you don’t play it: you absorb yourself in it. Have you ever played Snap with Ed and Marcus? Thought not. That’s why you still have all of your fingers.
And after one day of intense play, after sixteen brave souls entered the arena (Old Hall Lane, Rusholme), there have been five fatalities, including myself, stabbed in the back (literally and figuratively) by Luke in the Drinks Corridor whilst on an innocent voyage to obtain my bag after lunch. Luke is seeming to emerge as the strong link of the game, removing poor John before school even started, resulting in the first fatality of this most epic of games. However, who could possibly predict what will happen?
The big surprise of the day was the removal of good ol’ Ross McDonald, who was taken out by the brave knight Sir Louis minutes before Luke struck for the second time. As the instigator of the entire game, and an expert in strategy, Ross was running as odds-on favourite (in my opinion) to take first place. But of course, every king must fall, but who will take his position? Will it be Louis, slayer of the mighty ruler? Or will Luke retain his position as the deadly assassin? Or will Danny stay ill for the entire game, thus preventing his removal? I hope to keep you guys updated…
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