Somehow survive for 50 turns. Yeah, as if that'll happen to anyone.
Result: 1
A Brute Arrives with The Paperwork.
You Immediatel Volunteer to Assist. The Brutes, all Functionally Illiterate, are Relieved to Let You Do Their Work.
All right, then... let's see...
Name... name of target...
You Chew Your Pencil thoughtfully, before scribbling in some random letters. You'll fill it out later.
Purpose of attack...
to kill? I'll put 'other.'
You Continue On until The Paper Is Filled. At that point you notice You've Been Writing Upside Down.
The brutes groan in annoyance.
Another Brute is Sent Off to retrieve more papers.
Result: AUTOSUCCESS [AI Teaching Roll: 7]
So, uh, Euphemism, can I get my Gameswitch back now?
What? Oh, yes, sure, Operative.
The Athenian Leader hands back The Gameswitch.
You Venture A Request. Euphemism, I'm afraid I have no idea how to use this thing.
You don't know how to use you Gameswitch?
Of course, I forget. You are not taught anything. Well, then, allow me to explain...
Have someone else get an achievement on the same turn you would get it.
Right, then. So here's how it works.
There are eight Gameswitches we know of. Four of them control the four Regions; the Earth, the Moon, the Labyrinth, and the Dreamlands. The other four have universal controls. The first switch is the Earth switch. It also has some universal controls. The one you're still missing is, I think, Volume, although I'm not too sure on that. You can mess with the tech and magic levels of the Earth, and on how much swearing is permitted on Earth.
Additionally, each Gameswitch has an additional, physical characteristic. Switch #6, I recall, had some sort of time-distorting effects, if I remember correctly. In this case, switch #1 has a blade on it that cuts through anything and everything with absolutely no resistance whatsoever. That's what we used to cut open the doors. With enough training and focus you can even cut through air, or the fabric of space and time itself. It's quite difficult, though.
What else...?
Ah, yes. All Gameswitches are totally indestructible. Completely. If you throw a nuke on it, nothing. Lasers, nothing. They don't even heat up or cool down; they always feel a pleasantly neutral temperature to the user. If you drop a switch in a black hole, it'll just wait there until the hole vaporizes, and then continues on as if nothing happened.
The switches are usually lost for thousands of years, until the end of another game approaches. Then, once suitable protagonists arrive, they just start appearing, quite a lot like other significant artifacts, like the objects Alpha through Omega.
What, about 'the end of another game?'
Yes, you wouldn't know about Game Theory, either, would you?
Okay, the idea is that this world is some sort of game, played from the outside by some sort of force. Some suggest it is another of the Coward's dreams, but that's all metaphysics. Once every arbitrary length of time two diametrically opposed nations of about equal strength arise. They fight on for about a thousand years or so, usually changing names and ideologies in the process. After some fighting has happened, a group of extremely notable individuals arises, or is cultivated, or just pops out of a hole somewhere. They can be called Protagonists, Operatives, Emissaries, or whatever. What is unusual about them is two things:
1. They do not know almost anything about the world. Not the laws, the culture, who they are fighting for, or even why. They have a deep connection with one another, though.
2. Luck. They have incredible luck. Good luck, bad luck, mediocre luck, whatever. They always find the switches, and the objects, and allies from unlikely places, and doors no-one else could see. They are unstoppable in their curiosity.
Those would be you, right?
So, once these protagonists manage their objective, there is a lot of turmoil, an apocalypse of some scale, and it all starts over again. And that's how it's been going on since as long as we have records, which date back to several games ago.
Euphemism Coughs.
Well, that was an unusually long speech from me. You'd think I was delivering a well thought-out lecture there, from the way I spoke!
Ha.
Ha.