Can somebody tell the story of Scrappy Goats and how they came to be #4 alliance with half the world having never heard of them?
Well, it appears it's story time.
A long time ago, back when the US Dom world of Mochlos was still well underway, Body Shamers were spending so much gold you could kill the same manti nuke 3 times in a single day and it'd make no difference, it'd just come right back 3 hours later. Strandli and Hoosier decided to come here and muck around, and I was told they were going to rule O34 with a city each so I asked for an invite. As we were talking about it, more and more people from Mochlos decided to join for no other reason than to have some fun and experience the fun of domination.
So here we are, an alliance of players that came from Mochlos to experience dom. We started building our way up, wiping out our neighbors on all sides when we were contacted by a strange individual named 'WitchunterGeneral' that said we should serve him because he's the rimlord. Of course, in an alliance where everyone's a leader, why in the world would we give up our identity to some people we've never met several times our size. So we continued to expand, had a few skirmishes with them, and WHG claimed he was winning the BP war.
Look how that BP war turned out. Our little alliance that came here for fun, kicked the daylights out of them (Alongside True Fear, we weren't noobish enough to pick on someone multiple times our size when they weren't distracted) until eventually, we overtook LotR for Top 12. As the fighting continued and we picked off Goliath, we eventually grew to the point where, alongside True Fear, we began rimming Pawcio and WHG. They ghosted.
Now at somepoint, Feifel (I think it was Feifel, at least) pointed out we were top 4 and had a chance to win, and so, being the democratic alliance we are, we held a vote to see if we should [1] Go for a win [2] See about allying with True Fear and going for a win [3] Keep doing what we're doing and see how we do. The almost unanimous decision was to keep doing what we're doing and see how far we can go, because we've already far exceeded the expectations we had set for ourselves oh so long ago.
The moral of this story? This is a game, and games are supposed to be fun. What's the point in winning some shiny bauble you won't even use. (What serious player lets their warehouse fill up when they could be rebuilding troops?) So to wrap this up,
1) Make friends
2) Watch each others' backs
3) Have fun!
4) Hate WHG with such a passion you temporarily name your alliance after him
