Early this morning, I woke up from a vivid dream of being chased by a man in a dress, sporting a snappy pair of red high heels. And he hadn't been alone. Coffee first, then explanation.
|Surprisingly, he can run in those heels!|
<cue veritable inhalation of copious amounts of coffee due to being awake all night playing Minecraft>
Last night was the fourth incarnation of Capture The Record. The guy in the dress? Astragali, due to a tweeted quip from a friend about how “Astra's (theoretical) dress” would hamper his gameplay. Of course, that meant I had to design him a Minecraft dress, complete with those sexy high heels. That he hadn't been alone? Those other folks would be the complement of Team Gold...except the ones with the swords. THEY were the Green Team, hell-bent on our destruction.
|We Haz Highbrow Covered: Evil Genius Artwork, Titled "Green Sucks"|
Funny how something you've been planning for a few weeks can become part of your dreams so readily, and my dreams had a lot of fodder after last night's event. We were a team full of Evil Geniuses, complete with Patented Evil Genius Laughter (demonstrated willing and enthusiastically several times over the course of the game) and with the typical Evil Genius Laboratory (aka The Pretzelcast server) to perform our Evil Genius Experiments (testing devious gameplay strategy). We had Evil Genius brainstorming sessions, complete with spreadsheets, flow charts and Google docs. There were Evil Genius hashtags and taunts flying across the Twitterverse for two straight weeks. And did I mention that Astra was wearing a dress? Low cut down the back and with flowers in his hair? Oh, yeah-I did. Right-must need more coffee.
We. Were. READY.
We built Evil Genius contraptions, designed fiendish Evil Genius traps, had an Evil Genius secret hideout...and an Evil Genius hot tub. After five hours of preparation, we armed for battle appropriately, in white, lab-coat-like iron armor. Lightning crackled in the Minecraft sky. We flew at the opposing team, and like Evil Geniuses, we DOMINATED. We got so much loot from the opposing team that we ran out of storage chests. TWICE.
|The Evil Geniuses relax in the hot tub as Mirosta explains the facts of life...|
But we didn't win.
We didn't lose, either.
The game ended at a draw, the first Spawn CTR game to ever have done so. At the end of the two-hour PVP time, neither team had discovered the other team's record. Both teams had missed by miles. We Evil Geniuses of Team Gold had hidden ours in a layer cake of falling blocks, burning lava and running water, where the chests themselves went totally undiscovered by the opposition. We found later that Team Green had hidden theirs in a suspended lava cube, which we had duly ignored. When the search began, SeriousCreeper said, “No-one ever hides anything up there” to which Green Team Captain stahscream later responded “One had our record, the others were full of lava”. At that point, I chimed in with “We were going to do that, but decided not to because I thought it was too mean!” (I'd better watch it, I'll lose my Evil Genius Union card!)
|The Evil (floor)Plan|
My personal high point was, after getting killed well over 50 times while playing CTR 3, I only died ONCE in CTR 4. This was at the hands of RPGamer99, who said, “I was putting you out, you were on fire!” Indeed I was, but he didn't have to help THAT hard!
|Relaxing for pictures before killing the monument with fire.|
And Astra looked REALLY good in a dress. Those high heels didn't hurt his running ability one bit.
<Evil Genius Laughter to Fadeout>