Ok, this is my first attempt at an AAR so please bear with me
(Slightly modded RTWv1.5: No Senate superfaction, all Romans are at war with each other; no rebels/pirates)
LET THE GAMES BEGIN
As I was busy indulging in an orgy of games and fine snacks in the early hours of a cold winters morning a brightly coloured pamphlet caught my eye. I realised that it was the back page of the porn mag I was 'reading' earlier that day. The advertisement was for a "Quick Cash Tournament". Being a little short of pocket I decided to give it a go, it was the much loved and my personal favourite RTW.
I had never been to Vegas before, I was itching to have a dabble in the famous casinos where I was sure to lose my funds but I was already running late. I hurried along dreaming of the $5000 prize money and was suprised to find I had made my way there without getting lost. Before I knew it I was ushered into a seat at the back of a packed hall full of university students and ... Grown Men!! I was crapping myself. Unable to move. Rooted to my seat. I came around in time to hear the final words of the CA's speech.
'Each participant will be drawn into groups of 20, the winner will progress to Heat 2 and the winner of that to the Grand Final for a chance of the $5000 prize money'
Total silence
'The groups have been made'
Suddenly the walls came to life with hundreds of plasma screens bearing the heats groups. My legs were like lead, I could not move.
'sir, are you alright?'
I managed to mumble a reply at the concerned staff member and she managed to obtain my username and directed me to my heat. I was sick with nerves and hardly noticed my "helper" had a fine booty, something I should have noticed!