Oh sure, everyone can write a match report. Just write down what you play in your resource row and what your opponent flips and all that fun stuff. And there’s nothing wrong with that. In fact, a simple match report with just the important details of the game is the best way to report on a competitive Vs. game.
However, I don’t generally play competitively. Heck, none of the games I play are in the slightest bit “competitive”. That’s why there’s never been a match report on this site.
Until now.
See, there is another way to write up a report on a game of Vs. System. A way that is far too time-consuming when someone is trying to detail what happened in the semi-final matches at a Megaweekend. That way is called “storytelling” and I have the free time to give it a shot.
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Stumbling forward, dazed and confused, was a man. He didn’t look particularly extraordinary but looks can be deceiving. One second he was in the conference room of his business headquarters and the next he was… Where was he? He glanced around but all he could see was mist. Swearing under his breath, the man continued to walk forwards. He had no idea where he was but he knew he’d figure out how to leave. He was a genius, after all.
“Shall we play a game?” The voice pierced through the fog.
Squinting, the bald man saw a human-like shape in the distance. A grin appeared. Surely whoever this was would happily help him get back to his headquarters in exchange for the money and power he could provide. Rushing forwards, the shape became clearer and clearer until the man could finally see who he was running towards.
Sitting before him was a man with blue skin. His white hair came up like horns and his eyes glowed as they stared back at the bald man. He was wearing a large yellow robe with a high collar and a red diamond on the front. The being was seated next to what looked like a small square table.
“Come, sit,” He said, gesturing with his yellow-gloved hand towards the stone stool positioned across the table from him. “It is time for us to play.”
The bald man could not help but wonder who this… thing thought he was. “You brought me to this place, didn’t you?” He demanded. “Take me back or else I swear I will make your life hell.”
The response was a cackle, “Oh come now, everyone has time for a game. Even you, Lex Luthor.”
