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The Games Cupboard

My miscellaneous games collection is growing.

In addition to the usual suspects (Grass, Billionaire, Pass the Pigs and Uno) I also have Munchkin (including Unnatural Axe and Star Munchkin), Roborally, plus Family Business (which I've borrowed off Stephen (paradigmshifty)) and now Fluxx which arrived yesterday.

Roborally had it's first good run Wednesday last week. Took it along to games night (formally known as Poker, but we haven't played poker for ages). Of the five other people, one had played it once before (James) and none of the others had (Kevin, Will, Tom and Tanya (fuzzymoonchild)).

I decided to go easy on them for the first game, and only used boards from the basic set. Four board, four checkpoints and six players. About three and a half hours later James concedes defeat to Will, and we all go home happy.

The sillyness is increasing...

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mijbril
Aug. 5th, 2003 05:59 pm (UTC)
Glad you're enjoying Roborally :)

I saw an on-line version of it somewhere as well...
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