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[proudambassador]

The high scores on the games of chance here, in this Wilderness, I have beaten. The shooting games I am decent at, but the others, I find I do not understand them. Why would one dodge a monkey throwing barrels? Why would aliens attack in neat little rows so you can shoot them? One defender, they could not fight that many, no.

A more important question, why is there no alcohol here? Surely, if you are fighting monkeys, or pushing buttons to fight, to enjoy it you must be a little tipsy, hm? Rum. That, it goes well with Coke, no? And there is much Coke here.

I will pay someone to bring rum down here. And then, we may share it and play, yes?

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[If he could think of a way to manage it, Ambassador wouldn't mind stealing one of the casino-like games. It could be fun to play it at home, and the noise would be pleasant.]

Often, or most of the time? Most, I find. [He watched her blow up a 'ship' and shook his head, tut-tutting.] When the games start, they often tell you the story. You, you have just shot down an alien ship. They have no home and they wanted to make a new one on earth, and so the humans, they are panicking and shooting. To win, according to that game, you hide behind the blocks, [he pointed them out,] when they shoot, and shoot back and destroy them. I have let that game go, because if it runs on its own, the aliens, they get a home.