Hey, folks, Rutskarn here. I think we can all agree that the one thing really missing on this blog–the one subject you’d demand a website called Twenty Sided cover–is the world of professional sports. With that in mind, may I present my foray into the first videogame adaptation of Blood Bowl.
“Congratulations, lad,” said McGurrt, “you just bought yourself a Blood Bowl team.”
I live a fast-paced life with little room for complications. That morning, I had followed a train of logic that followed: I needed money. Sports teams make money. This sports team was very cheap for probably no reason in particular. To learn any other details before signing the contract would be not only irresponsible, but inconsiderate towards the feelings of others, particularly: Vicker the Shark, Tomag Loansemdollar, Zigler the Shark, Knee Breakin’ Frank, Dickie the Shark, and Mr. I Will Kill All Deadbeats, Esq, whose interests rates were fantastic thank you very much.
“Something the matter?” said McGurrt. “You look worried.”
“What? No. Why would I be worried?”
“I don’t know. I mean, you haven’t even seen them yet.”
“Exactly!”
It turns out I’m not very good at spotting red flags.
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