Good luck.
Good luck!
Oh uh, so you’re the banker. Whoever plays black is the banker.
Oh. All right, sure.
I’d like to buy Joliet, please. Here is … $400.
So what does that get you?
Well, now I can charge rent on this square. It’s 10 percent. So if you ever move a piece to Joliet, you have to pay me 40 dollars every turn you spend on it.
Jesus Christ.
Is everything all right?
No, yeah, no, sure, yeah.
one of my favorite bits of worldbuilding in 17776 is the implication that the exact same kind of uber-masochistic mutation that's happening to football is happening to EVERY other game in existence as well
