One last scenario that was played in the evening we chose to excise from our overall results from the point where the Grand Fleet was sighted, and that was basically because, having kind of seen how the first six scenarios had gone, the person playing Hipper in that particular scenario decided screw it, as soon as I see the Grand Fleet coming, the entire High Seas Fleet just turned east and death-rode straight into the 5th and 6th Battle Squadrons . Now, that, admittedly, did do an awful lot more damage (the 5th and 6th were almost completely wiped out), but the High Seas Fleet was, in turn, almost completely wiped out (in fact, basically was wiped out, to a man) by the oncoming rest of the British Grand Fleet, and it was decided by everybody that this kind of, like, suicidal, completely suicidal, charge was probably a bit out of character for Hipper, and so we didn't take that particular one into account.
Deirdre’s mom never leaves her in the Grotto but also never leaves her side, and has the lipless and flinty-eyed look of a parent whose kid is preternaturally good at something.
But soon enough he’d wake up the second, real time, to make again the tiresome discovery that it hadn’t really ever stopped being the same simple-minded, literal pursuit; V. ambiguously a beast of venery, chased like the hart, hind or hare, chased like an obsolete, or bizarre, or forbidden form of sexual delight.
For a concrete example, imagine you've created a Tumblelog, which is like a weblog but with many small posts of different types.
