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So here's how it went down.
There's a pretty solid and long established detente between the witches, each with their own corner and their own army to enforce the peace if anybody gets shirty. Then the wizard shows up and lands in the middle of everything, carving out a chunk in the center of the playing field. Now he has a fortified city, and only one of the witches has any serious air power. Cold war suddenly gets hot, y'all.
Balance is upset and everybody's nervous. When the American shows up, it just gets upsetter. First thing she does is take out one of the major players, and the Eastern bloc is suddenly in play. And, just like an American, she has no idea what she's done.
North is on the stick and sees a way she can push the vacuum even further, take down the paper tiger by exposing his fraudulent claims. I don't know why Glinda gave her the red slippers, except maybe because she's kind of a dick and wanted to tweak West's nose.
So Dorothy plunges into the thick of things and hits the EC full speed, a small surgical team slipping past civic defences. The Wizard is completely unprepared, but his specialty is thinking on his feet. *He* also sees a way to leverage the American into giving him a gateway to the West. He sends Dorothy off on an 'exploratory mission' and figures either she kills the witch or she gets offed. Either way, Wizard wins.
But the American's specialty is bumbling into wild success, and she comes back wreathed in popular support. Again thinking on his feet, the Wizard gladhands his way through the situation temporarily and then grabs the last chopper out of Saigon.
Glinda, of course, is right there. She's managed to clear three of her opponents off the board, and chivvies Dorothy offstage as well, because there's no place like home after all. ("You could have gone home all along! I just didn't tell you!" Proof that I'm an American? I would have punched that witch right in the mouth.)
South is so slow, she hasn't even reacted this entire time, so it's just a question of whether to mop her up slowly, bit by bit, or crush her with a direct assault.
And that, kids, is how Glindastan was born.
There's a pretty solid and long established detente between the witches, each with their own corner and their own army to enforce the peace if anybody gets shirty. Then the wizard shows up and lands in the middle of everything, carving out a chunk in the center of the playing field. Now he has a fortified city, and only one of the witches has any serious air power. Cold war suddenly gets hot, y'all.
Balance is upset and everybody's nervous. When the American shows up, it just gets upsetter. First thing she does is take out one of the major players, and the Eastern bloc is suddenly in play. And, just like an American, she has no idea what she's done.
North is on the stick and sees a way she can push the vacuum even further, take down the paper tiger by exposing his fraudulent claims. I don't know why Glinda gave her the red slippers, except maybe because she's kind of a dick and wanted to tweak West's nose.
So Dorothy plunges into the thick of things and hits the EC full speed, a small surgical team slipping past civic defences. The Wizard is completely unprepared, but his specialty is thinking on his feet. *He* also sees a way to leverage the American into giving him a gateway to the West. He sends Dorothy off on an 'exploratory mission' and figures either she kills the witch or she gets offed. Either way, Wizard wins.
But the American's specialty is bumbling into wild success, and she comes back wreathed in popular support. Again thinking on his feet, the Wizard gladhands his way through the situation temporarily and then grabs the last chopper out of Saigon.
Glinda, of course, is right there. She's managed to clear three of her opponents off the board, and chivvies Dorothy offstage as well, because there's no place like home after all. ("You could have gone home all along! I just didn't tell you!" Proof that I'm an American? I would have punched that witch right in the mouth.)
South is so slow, she hasn't even reacted this entire time, so it's just a question of whether to mop her up slowly, bit by bit, or crush her with a direct assault.
And that, kids, is how Glindastan was born.