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Step 1. Jernau Morat Gurgeh, The Culture's greatest game player, is blackmailed into going halfway across the galaxy to play the ultimate game
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| You've got to defeat an entire empire of bisexual aliens at Unreal Tournament, or I tell everyone you cheat at Go. Then I bitchslap you with my effector! Repeatedly! | |
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| Shit! I'll take the bitchslapping! No, wait...what was the other one? | |
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Step 2. Gurgeh immerses himself in the aliens culture, defeats all comers easily, but gains respect for them. The aliens are still, however, pissed.
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| Please don't shoot! In winning this game as complex as life I have given my own life meaning! HELP! | |
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| Silence Infidel! You have no God, are not bisexual, and are alien! W3 w1ll 0wn yuo b1tch!! | |
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Step 3. Apolcalyptic climax. Reveal that Gurgeh is a pawn (ha!) in a political espionage play by the machines to promote, yep! Galactic socialist atheism!
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| They were an evil empire founded on institutional religious notions of superiority, sexual repression and genocide! They had to go! | |
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| Glad I have no concept of Right and Wrong. Or irony. Or what a "set-up" means. And they weren't so bad; they never once tried to hack into my ISP. | |
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