June 27th, 2009
Rochambeau
I’m told there is a variation of Rochambeau that includes rock, paper, scissors, and hundreds of other objects. The number of rules to remember must be impossible.
What is a game you’d rather make up as you go along than play?
Transcriptorial: I make my own rules.
Love.
What makes you say that?
If the game was any easier it would remove the purpose of playing.
Any more difficult and maybe the victory becomes all the more sweeter.
Yet there are no rules, ‘All is fair in love and war’, so maybe you were the one to get hurt.
Or
Perhaps the thrill is in the hunt, but you have been searching for a long time.
I live in Canada which is a monogamous society by law. My heart is polyamorous, as is my libido.
Removal/change of the rules doesn’t indicate the difficulty level has been effected or that one method is superior, simply that the rules are different.
Come to think of it, I’d rather not play by The Rules either.
You still didn’t answer my question, why would you want to change the rules, shouldn’t some things be left the way the are, or the way nature intended.
‘You are the scissors, we are the stone…
Do what you will, you will not break our bones!
What if you can’t end what you have begun?
Who would have figured you’d just cut and run?
You are the scissors…’
(Comsat Angels)
One of the rules in White Wolf games that makes the system so enjoyable:
‘If these rules don’t fit your game world or situation, change them.’
Scrabble. It really lends itself to that when alcohol is involved.
A combination of Scrabble and alcohol sounds like fun and if enough people use the word it may just become recognised in the dictionary, then there would be no need for the variation of Scrabble.
Life is. There are no rules. You have to play it by ear. No one really knows what theyre doing. No rules. Cut apart everything and rebuild it.
I like Calvinball. “No sport is less organized than Calvinball!” says Hobbes, in the Calvin and Hobbes comic. The only rule is that it can never be played with the same rules twice. Any sport that includes a croquet set, volley ball, soccer ball, spy masks, and a hobby horse, among other things, is a quality sport, IMO.
We used to play a game called atomic croquet that ended when most of the mallets were destroyed.
There’s a game I used to play with a couple of my friends called “1,000 Blank White Cards.” You make up the rules as you go along. I once made a card which, when played, removed me from the game temporarily. I occasionally wish I could do that in real life.
That sounds like an awesome game.
Every since I was a kid my family never (and still doesn’t) know the true rules to Monopoly, neither do I…
I played a version of rock paper scissors that had a total of 18 different hand signs.
Only me and one other OCD friend played. We were the only ones that could remember all 18 signs, names, weaknesses, and draws *facepalm*
I’ve witnessed the endless object version. There were no rules, really. Two players, and my friend and I decided which object won as they came up.