by MScrivner
[Giant bro hug.]Welcome broseph, welcome to the frat. One thing to note is that being Ameritrash isn't just a style of game, nor is it just about narrative - it's as much a playstyle and state of mind as anything else.
For example, We were just going to crack open some bottles of baby blood and sit down and play some Battlestar Galactica and yell and curse at each other for three hours when you came by. You wanna join?
Later on, we'll probably play some ghetto-basketball style Cosmic Encounter. But your momma may be too fat and ugly for you to be able to cut it on this particular ball-court.
And then if you aren't too offended by the trash-talking, the yelling, the betrayal, the arbitrary and ruthless and downright cruel game atmosphere, we'll probably finish the evening out with the most incredibly nasty, cut-throat, knives-out, bullying, trash-talking, king-making, ruthless, hate-filled, Azathoth-worshipping, hard-core game of Agricola you will ever play.
My point? Now that you understand what is joyful about Ameritrash, you can adopt that way of thinking in ALL of the games you play.
Suddenly that one game in Runewars where you threw all of your Uthuk at your brother's Undead, just to make sure he came in last place, even though there was no way doing so would get you any closer to winning? Well guess what - you can be that sort of dick in Puerto Rico as well, if you pay attention and time it right.
Because suddenly, every game is cut-throat and filled with narrative, if you play it the way you play Runewars.
And when you go to game events in your city, you will seriously crush the shirt-tuckers and eurotards who play nice and calmly--they will sit down for a nice conflictless game of Le Havre and you'll be getting inside their head with your trash-talking, with your deal-making, and with your ruthless and cut-throat play. They will fear you. You will be the Ameritrash player at the table, and they will tremble in the wake of the corpses you leave at each gaming table you visit.
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That's you up there shaving, my friend. You're one of us now. Sharpen your knives, polish the barrel of your handguns, and watch your back. You will never game the same again.