Public Press adds more than just transparency to our favourite little pastime. It forces the inner-tactician to put on airs, paint his words, and act to an audience of more than just one. The game becomes political, a backstab requires literary art, and a win is truly earned.
Masters of public press know the time, effort, and enthusiasm required to really enjoy the game. But sometimes a player joins not knowing this, and ruins the game with short, incomplete, kindergarten drivel. This type of player is eliminated despite any worthy tactical skill simply because his opponents don’t enjoy typing paragraphs only to receive: “Fran, I move ENG Chan k?”
What I want, is to find six other people that enjoy a no holds barred, full court, public brawl using humour, articulation, and imagination to win not only their opponents supply centres, but their applause and admiration.
Historical role play, foreign languages, and lavish run-on sentences that justify your conquests to the rest of the map are all encouraged. If this sounds like your cup of tea, then by all means post here. But fair warning: If you write like a teenager on facebook or some boozed up celebrity on twitter, you will be buried.