TurnipCon V & The Brothers of the Grinning Beetroot

After many months of tinkering, procrastinating, and productivity I finished my Turnip28 army mere hours ahead of TurnipCon V. I present, The Brothers of the Grinning Beetroot.

The unwashed masses flock to the titanic toothy root to be embraced and forever changed as they are hoisted by the neck into it’s tangle of grasping root matter. Their pains of forgiven, their previous indiscretions forgotten, and they march forward towards unbelievers.

My first TurnipCon was a lovely affair, and well worth the 6am train from London Paddington. Everyone was friendly, enthusiastic, and the sheer hobby talent was nothing if not decadent! Every game-in-progress looked like a diorama set up to reflect some nightmare scene of peasants kicking each other to death in the mud at the behest of incompetent toffs. The twist for this TurnipCon, it was a doubles event - with the pairings for each game randomly allocated.

My first game was against the inspirational @apocripha_now alongside the indomitable @plastic_cracked. What we thought was going to be a landslide victory was snatched from us at the last moment by some cunning plays! Good game sirs!

Lunch was a perfectly serviceable affair. I ran into Ben, of Games Night fame, who was taking part in a Saga tournament next door, blissfully unaware of the muddy freak show happening beyond. We chatted a bit, he seems perfectly nice.

My second game was as fun as the first - and just as disastrous for my tournament score!

The third game was a rare occurrence in the tournament - a win for me! Probably aided in part by the fact that one of the opponents was actively trying to lose in order to complete a bingo card…