Who says these Rolls are for Austerlitz?
La Chanson de la Victoire:"Tempête Sur l'Europe": Storm over Europe. (NO SV, You are A Marshal of France, and Empress Consort)
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Now, I don't understand how crit reroll work. I thought it only works for natural roll of 95-100 and 1-5.French casualties: D1000 + 500 => 620RNGsus loves the French
Coalition casualties: D500 => 416and hates the Coalition
French casualties: D1000 + 1000 => 1919
Coalition casualties: D1000 + 1000 => 1918
French casualties: D1000 + 500 => 665
Coalition casualties: D1000 => 777
French advance: D100 + 10 => 97
Crit: D100 + 10 => 25
Coalition defense: D100 + 10 => 94
Crit again?!: D100 + 10 => 25
French advance: D100 + 10 => 97
Coalition defense: D100 + 10 => 94
these two rolls aren't natural rolls because they got bonus of +10. Therefore does not warranted crit reroll.
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A while back Magoose altered the crit success range from 90+ to allow the enemy more crits. Of course, the dice being unapologetically Bonapartists gave France more Crits.
I see
Let me guess. It's Either for Severin, Dumas, Lannes, or St. Cyr, or Nappy himself. Or either Davout or Suchet finally joining the war after 2-3 months of rest.
It might help to not tell the dice who they're rolling for before hand so they can't be biased.
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No-no. Let the dice cook.
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Well, you should be glad to know that a certain battle saw an overwhelming number of Coalition crits. Almost twice as many crits as for France!
Let me guess it was the German Severin?
This battle is gonna be like OTL Eylau. Massive battle ended in a draw.
Btw it's a bit embarassing, but what date TTL Austerlitz takes place?
30th of April, 1800.
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Dice that fail to crit for france are counter-revolutionary and should be arrested. Reports into dice unions accepting the law of averages are British propaganda are henceforth banned from France.
This discussion reminds me of that moment.
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So, for record keeping purposes, Wikipedia says OTL Austerlitz had 8,852 French casualties and 27,000-36,000 Russian and Austrian casualties. Let's just say Therese and Archduke Charles are hypercompetitive overachievers.
"Just under nine thousand? As much as thirty-six thousand? Those are kiddy numbers!"
"Just under nine thousand? As much as thirty-six thousand? Those are kiddy numbers!"
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Well to be fair, only the opening of the battle has already claimed a total casulties of 31.824.
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No one has gotten a victory title yet. Hell Napoleon hasn't even thought of that yet
How many men drowned in the Satschan ponds?After all, The Russian put all of their reserve on their left to smash the allies' right.
The Plan Goes Awry
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The Plan Goes Awry
10 Downing Street
Edmund Burke sat in his office chair, he is imagining that the Third Coalition War will be succesful in toppling the damned Corsican and his Amazonian wife. He's imagining The British Army marching down the street of Paris while God Save The King playing in the background.
"Beautiful..." he murmured.
Just as he was getting deeper into his daydream, a knock on his office door brought him back. Edmund sigh, then said "Come in."
His secretary come in, holding a piece of paper. "Sir, a report from the front." He then gave the report to Edmund, then excuse himself.
Edmund then read the report. "Coalition armies in Germany defeated. Two Prussians armies annihilated and The British army attempted to evacuate. They failed to do so. Sir John Moore is dead."
Edmund slowly stands up, his mouth hang open. Then he screamed, "Oh no!!" While hitting his desk.
Edmund sat in his office, drinking wine. His secretary comes in, bringing a report. "Sir, report from the Italian front." His secretary then stand beside him.
Edmund reads the report. "Coalition army defeated in Italy. Massena triggered an avalanche which buried the Coalition Army."
Edmund slowly stands up, backhanded his secretary while screaming, "Get out!" He paused, then hit his desk, "NO!!!"
Edmund was playing with a grenade, when his secretary comes in bringing a report.
"Prime minister." His secretary said while putting the report.
Edmund stops playing with the grenade then read the report. "Swedish and Prussian Marshals duel each other. Both of them died. Berlin captured by Napoleon. A civil war in Sweden."
Edmund hit his desk, crumpled the report then throw at his secretary. "OUT!! You... OUT!!!" He screamed. His secretary immidiately run.
'Not fast enough.' He thought. Edmund then lit the grenade, throw it at his secretary. Moments later, he realised his mistake, and duck behind his desk.
Edmund is in a middle of giving order to his secretary. "Make sure His Majesty does not shitting in the park again. Do you understand me?"
When suddenly The First Lord of Admiralty comes in shouting, "Prime Minister!!" Then he put the report down.
"What?!" Edmund flinched. "Ah, yes, not so loud you asshole..." he paused while reading the report. "Succesful raid in The Americas. Bringing loots and slave."
He stare at the First Lord of Admiralty, grab his hand and shook it. "No, this is indeed excellent. Great! Congratulations..." he was about to continue to praise the navy and the admiralty when suddenly, his secretary whisper, "Sir, look carefuly at the end of the report." While pointing at it.
Edmund then read it. "Failed to raid Haiti. Intercepted by the three nations' navy. Lost all the loots and slave. Admiral Adam Duncan died."
Edmund frowned, squeeze the First Lord's hand, until he can hear the bone break. After Edmund hears the satisfying sound of the First Lord's hand broke, he then let go of it. "Get out of here with the REPORT!!" Edmund screamed while throwing the report at the First Lord's face. The First Lord then immidiately run out of the Prime Minister's Office.
After the damn sailor run out of his office, Edmund sat at his office chair. Rumanaging cabinets in his desk, and found what he's looking for. A pistol. When Edmund secreatary saw the pistol, he immidiately run out of the office.
Edmund ignore his secretary and load his pistol, pointing it at his head. His hand holding the pistol is shaking, he could feel the sweat trailing on his back. Frustated, he aim the pistol at the floor, and pull the trigger while screaming. Moments later, he could hear a scream downstair. That voice sounds familiar.
"Oh no..." he whispered. "Jane?"
AN: Inspired from this
View: https://youtu.be/CH0Uf4zArF4?si=z5vm_IlRZK4apFyi
10 Downing Street
Edmund Burke sat in his office chair, he is imagining that the Third Coalition War will be succesful in toppling the damned Corsican and his Amazonian wife. He's imagining The British Army marching down the street of Paris while God Save The King playing in the background.
"Beautiful..." he murmured.
Just as he was getting deeper into his daydream, a knock on his office door brought him back. Edmund sigh, then said "Come in."
His secretary come in, holding a piece of paper. "Sir, a report from the front." He then gave the report to Edmund, then excuse himself.
Edmund then read the report. "Coalition armies in Germany defeated. Two Prussians armies annihilated and The British army attempted to evacuate. They failed to do so. Sir John Moore is dead."
Edmund slowly stands up, his mouth hang open. Then he screamed, "Oh no!!" While hitting his desk.
Edmund sat in his office, drinking wine. His secretary comes in, bringing a report. "Sir, report from the Italian front." His secretary then stand beside him.
Edmund reads the report. "Coalition army defeated in Italy. Massena triggered an avalanche which buried the Coalition Army."
Edmund slowly stands up, backhanded his secretary while screaming, "Get out!" He paused, then hit his desk, "NO!!!"
Edmund was playing with a grenade, when his secretary comes in bringing a report.
"Prime minister." His secretary said while putting the report.
Edmund stops playing with the grenade then read the report. "Swedish and Prussian Marshals duel each other. Both of them died. Berlin captured by Napoleon. A civil war in Sweden."
Edmund hit his desk, crumpled the report then throw at his secretary. "OUT!! You... OUT!!!" He screamed. His secretary immidiately run.
'Not fast enough.' He thought. Edmund then lit the grenade, throw it at his secretary. Moments later, he realised his mistake, and duck behind his desk.
Edmund is in a middle of giving order to his secretary. "Make sure His Majesty does not shitting in the park again. Do you understand me?"
When suddenly The First Lord of Admiralty comes in shouting, "Prime Minister!!" Then he put the report down.
"What?!" Edmund flinched. "Ah, yes, not so loud you asshole..." he paused while reading the report. "Succesful raid in The Americas. Bringing loots and slave."
He stare at the First Lord of Admiralty, grab his hand and shook it. "No, this is indeed excellent. Great! Congratulations..." he was about to continue to praise the navy and the admiralty when suddenly, his secretary whisper, "Sir, look carefuly at the end of the report." While pointing at it.
Edmund then read it. "Failed to raid Haiti. Intercepted by the three nations' navy. Lost all the loots and slave. Admiral Adam Duncan died."
Edmund frowned, squeeze the First Lord's hand, until he can hear the bone break. After Edmund hears the satisfying sound of the First Lord's hand broke, he then let go of it. "Get out of here with the REPORT!!" Edmund screamed while throwing the report at the First Lord's face. The First Lord then immidiately run out of the Prime Minister's Office.
After the damn sailor run out of his office, Edmund sat at his office chair. Rumanaging cabinets in his desk, and found what he's looking for. A pistol. When Edmund secreatary saw the pistol, he immidiately run out of the office.
Edmund ignore his secretary and load his pistol, pointing it at his head. His hand holding the pistol is shaking, he could feel the sweat trailing on his back. Frustated, he aim the pistol at the floor, and pull the trigger while screaming. Moments later, he could hear a scream downstair. That voice sounds familiar.
"Oh no..." he whispered. "Jane?"
AN: Inspired from this
View: https://youtu.be/CH0Uf4zArF4?si=z5vm_IlRZK4apFyi
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I know that George iii's cognitive was declining, but was he so insane that he take a shit in the middle of a park?
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It's just a parody/satire, little bro. Who cares if it was historically accurate or not?
Oh, definitely. The Shenanigans he will have to deal with as Great Britain keeps going nuts over Therese and Napoleons latest successes will be exquisite.
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Context above. A single line engagement of the overall battle.
1d15000 + 10000 => 530 + 10000 = 10530
1d10000 + 15000 = 6126 + 15000 = 21929
1d10000 + 15000 = 6126 + 15000 = 21929