March 23rd, 2005 |
It was a packed house tonight, as Dan showed up with Brian and Annie in tow, Scott made it, and then, just in time to play Bohnanza, Kaveh showed up. Karla was soon distracted by Jamie's St. John's pictures but managed to beat us in Bohnanza anyway.
| Bohnanza |
| Results | |||
| Player | Score | Place | First Time? |
| Karla | 10 (+9 cards) | 1 | |
| Kaveh | 10 (+3 cards) | 2 | |
| Dan | 10 (+2 cards) | 3 | |
| Mike | 9 | 4 | |
| Annie | 8 | 5 (Tie) | |
| Brian | 8 | 5 (Tie) | * |
| Scott | 6 | 7 | |
Notes: I was kind of caught with too many Green Beans in my hand, and throughout the first 3 times around the table, I was unable to make some trades and kept trying to get my green beans planted. Dan reaped an early harvest of Soy, Brian made some medium-sized profits on chili, blue, wax, and stink beans. Kaveh did a great job collecting a lot of coffee beans and blue beans for much of the game.
Scott was kind of stuck. He was planting Wax and Stink beans, but wasn't getting any love from the traders, including me, who kind of hosed him a bit when I really could have helped him out a smidgeon at one point. Annie was floating from bean to bean, going from lots of action to very little action. Very few free beans were given out, though most of them went to Dan.
Karla didn't pay attention at all for the first half-hour, but with a quick build-up of Stink (3 gold), Black-eyed (4 gold), and finally Red Beans (3 gold), she reaped in cash for a tie with hard-working Kaveh and Dan. Since she hardly traded all game, she had at least 9 cards and ran away with the tie-breaker.
| Bang! |
| Results | ||||
| Player | Role | Character | Place | First Time? |
| Annie | Sheriff | Lucky Duke | (Won) Lived | |
| Kaveh | Deputy | Sid Ketchum | (Won) Lived | * |
| Jamie | Deputy | Slab the Killer | (Won) Lived | |
| Mike | Renegade | Kit Carlson | (Lost) 4th Killed | |
| Scott | Outlaw | Jourdannais | (Lost) 3rd Killed | |
| Brian | Outlaw | Jesse Jones | (Lost) 2nd Killed | * |
| Dan | Outlaw | Suzy Lafayette | (Lost) 1st Killed | |
Notes: Spur City was just two small to handle two gangs - there was bound to be trouble. Sheriff Duke knew there was a-going to be mayhem, so he came out shooting, emptying a round into Jesse and another into Sid Ketchum, who didn't blink, but vowed to show his loyalty to the sheriff (despite Duke's blindfolded shootin') by takin' aim at Jourdannais. Can't say's as I blame him - those Frenchmen are a sneaky bunch. No tellin' what side that boy was on. Kit Carlson was next to do somethin', as he shot Suzy Lafayette with an apology. Then he summoned his Injun friends and they put a good-sized arrowhead into Sheriff Duke's thigh. Suzy hired a couple of her friends to steal away Duke's Volcanic and Jourdannais' horse, and then Jesse Jones, vowing vengeance, shot at Duke, but missed. "Dammit!"
Sheriff Duke saw that Suzy was low on supplies and Dueled her, easily wounding her. Then Sid Ketchum, loyal as a wolfhound, took umbrage with Suzy's stealin' ways, and shot her in the shoulder, leavin' her gaspin' for breath. Slab took aim at poor Suzy again, and she was coughin' up blood, kneeling in the dust. It was bad days for her gang, I tell you.
That Duke then shot at everyone, wielding her gatling like a samurai sword, but his aim was off. Deputy Ketchum went a bit nuts, robbing Slab, shooting ol' Frenchie, and getting his Indian buddies to finish off ol' Suzy Lafayette. Jesse Jones didn't escape unharmed either, bleedin' from a hole in his cut from a tomahawk. Then Slab took Kit Carlson's Schofield away, Jourdannais healed hisself with some beers, tried to imprison the Sheriff (hard to lock up the lad whose got the keys!) and imprisoned and shot at Slab instead.
Ol' Kit started takin' more action, and foolishly, it turns out, started firin' at ol' Frenchie, for some reason thinkin' that the lad was a Deputy - even after he tried throwin' the Sheriff in prison! Just goes to show what all that beer can do to a man's brain. He was able to save himself some bleedin' by gettin' rid of Sid Ketchum's winchester. Jesse Jones then dueled Sheriff Duke twice, whittling the lawman to two bullets. This invited retribution, though, and Duke and Sid Ketchum, who kept pulling out firearm after firearm, pumped him full of two shots of lead. Slab festered a turn in prison while Jourdannais missed him again. Kit Carlson again foolishly kept after Jourdannais and put Sid Ketchum in prison on a trumped up charge.
Jesse Jones took another shot at Duke, wounding him again. No help was forthcoming though, as his possible help - Jourdannais and Kit Carlson, were both stuck with pea-shooters, while Duke had a Remington and Sid and Slab both had Schofields. Jesse was soon dead, victim of that Remington of Sheriff Duke. When Slab got out of prison he was full of piss and vinegar, and shot at Jourdannais who dove out of the way. Jourdannais, though, in vengeance at Kit Carlson's poor choice of targets, called his Indian pals twice, almost killing Kit and getting Duke, Sid, and Slab to use up some ammo fendin' 'em off. An angry Kit fired back at Jourdannais, who dodged again, and settled for gettin' rid of his Schofield.
Sheriff Duke was as confused as Kit was and took away Slab the Killer's Remington while chasing off Kit's horse. Jourdannais kept goin' after Kit, wounding him in a duel and then missing him. Kit threw Sid in prison again along with Jourdannais, as he was sure that Slab was his only Outlaw helper.
Duke missed Kit and Sid Ketchum spent a turn mullin' his sins in prison. Slab finally revealed hisself to blind Kit Carlson by shooting him in the back. "What are you doing!?!" cried Kit. In response, Slab's exhuberant, confident voice said, "I know what I'm doing!" It all came to Kit now. He should have been firin' at Slab, not Jourdannais! It was clear as day. "How could I've been so stupid!?!"
Jourdannais spent a few hours fillin' a cell's wall's with French poetry and Kit fired a gatling, damaging nobody to any consequence. Kit knew things were grim for his chances. He gave too much credit to the outlaws, not enought to the lawmen. Plus, he'd been fooled. It was only a matter of time before he'd be dead as the racoons that made up Sid Ketchum's jacket.
His only hope lay in the fact that Sheriff Duke still thought Slab was an outlaw and that Jourdannais would turn his guns and on Slab, too, and that, as a team, they could take out that other do-gooder, Deputy Ketchum. Duke helped out by holding up Slab and taking his weapon. Then, Sid Ketchum, brown-nosin' Sheriff's man that he was, shot Slab twice, following the misguided lead of his Sheriff. Then he lit some dynamite. Slab made ever'thing even clearer by shootin' and robbin' ol' Jourdannais. Kit outdueled Sheriff Duke in an attempt to direct Jourdannais' attention away from him, and robbed a stagecoach to get some supplies.
Sheriff Duke stole another gun from Jourdannais, limiting the Frenchman's range to Kit or Slab, and there was no doubt whom he should be shootin' for now! Sid Ketchum was foiled by a short wick on that dynamite he lit, and he was powerful wounded, but a couple beers helped get him back up to a reasonable amount of health. He missed poor ol' Jourdannais, who was both confused and helpless, especially after Slab put another bullet in him. Then, in retaliation, Jourdannais missed Slab with a shot and...threw Kit in prison. This resulted in another "What?!?" cry from Kit, who was betrayed by the very man he was trying to help. "I was a'tryin' to help ya," he said, "but now...well, now yer doomed!" Jourdannais shook his head and said, "Je ne sais pas qu'est-ce que je fais!"
With their ducks lined up in a row, Sheriff Duke sicced Deputy Ketchum on Jourdannais, and Slab the Killer on Kit Carlson. Both men fell, outlaw and renegade, and the lawmen prevailed. If it weren't for that tricky Slab, things woulda been different.