I brought an Imperial fleet full of menacing-sounding words: star destroyers, Demolisher, Devastator, Instigator, Decimators, Warlord, the works.
Ben saw my list and built a hard counter: He simply put down as many My Little Ponies on the board as he could. He informed me that my ships had learned that friendship was magic and had put their days of fascist oppression behind them. He scooped up all the miniatures on the board and went home with them, claiming that my ships had no desire to return to their old lives. He was pretty convincing, so I let it fly. I still miss my ships sometimes, but I content myself by reminding myself they're in a better place now.
Classic Ben.
Edited by SnipafistTypo