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This year, Blaseball became a massively co-operative tactical strategy game
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Header visualise courtesy of @raevpet . Go Pies.
Earlier this yr, I planned to write about the complexities of Blaseball's Enlargement Era. If you've not been pursuit the simulated sport, you perhaps still heard the occasional tale of wild systemic shenanigans—the time the league's fans collaborated to do necromancy, or the vicious whims of a malevolent peanut god. These were the stories of the Subject field Era—a simpler time, where the collision of storytelling and simulation could be more well encapsulated in a few short sentences.
The Expansion Era was different. It changed Blaseball from a mostly passive live into a massively co-operative scheme game that weaponised on-the-nose irony around modern sports fandom and franchises. Fans got stadiums to build and expand. Teams industrial eDensity—a sort of collective sum of achievements and upgrades expressed as a weight that could cause them to pass. The heaviest teams were attacked by Consumers, who were both sharks and a metaphor.
And that was just the first few seasons.
I never all over my planned article for three reasons. 1) Too many things were happening, many of them necessitating entire search papers to explicate. 2) Those things (of which thither were too many) unbroken ever-changing every week, meaning anything I wrote would be rendered nearly at once superannuated. 3) It ultimately didn't matter because, while interesting to untangle, the nasal-level general weirdness of Blaseball isn't in truth the point. What happens on a mechanical flush is less relevant than what is happening to a team and its players, you said it their fans and the wider community react.
To memorialise the Expansion Era, then, here are three stories about my team, the Philly Pies.
The Gang Gets Cheated Verboten of a Backing
To understand the Philly Pies, you need to understand their story. The Pies won the first two seasons of Blaseball, and—in part thanks to a Check Era rule that said the start squad to win three championships would "ascend"—became obsessed with earning their ordinal ring. To date, information technology hasn't happened. Ascension is no yearner on the table—The Baltimore Pediculosis pubis did it back in the Bailiwick Era—but the Pies are still focused on securing the third ship.
This era, they came heartbreakingly close. Direct the habituate of Wills—a type of suffrage that lets teams improve players, induce roster changes and tied plunder players from other teams—the Pies created a monster.
Season 17. Aside placing star pitcher Elvis Figuerora directly later Nerd Pacheco—who was, at the time, trapped in a peanut shell and thus incapable to diddle—we exploited a, er, feature of the simulation that caused Figuerora to flip twice in a row. With our top player starting twice as more games, the Pies had achieved a lifelong goal of fixing its pitching. It worked. Thanks to Elvis's 2.09 Geological era, the Pies finished the season with a 68-31 record—good for second best in the league, and well plenty to secure a playoff spot.
season 17 mild high. back happening top, baybee film.chirrup.com/ltXU6tXhBjApril 23, 2021
Unfortunately, pitching is only one half of the equation. Thanks to the Wills system, and the fine arcdegree of control it gave to a team's fans to tweak rosters, all teams were continuously up—at least those that didn't experience a black election. And even if the sim favoured lurch at the sentence, it didn't issue if a team's bats didn't show up. In the Clement League Championship Serial, facing down the alarming batting order of the Aloha State Fridays, the Pies offense was nowhere to be seen. Our playoffs were over.
Season 18. Everything is in place. With our pitch still geostationary, the mollify 17 elections were focused on up our batten. We lucked out: Lead-turned hitter and headcanon team captain Eduardo Woodman got a huge boost to his offensive stats, and the Pies gained a blood transfusion—receiving the teamwide modifier of AA Blood, which caused players to have a chance to fiddle major if they hit a big. Which they did a lot. We finished the flavour with a 80-19 immortalize—extraordinary of the best in the league's history.
Proterozoic in the flavour Nerd Pacheco was unpecked from their peanut shell during a game played in Birds weather. This meant the close of the Elvis double pitching bug, but it didn't matter. Nerd was also a good hurler, so we seemed unstoppable.
On day 107, in a playoff game against the Baltimore Crabs in Peanut brave out, Nerd Pacheco swallowed a stray monkey nut. Referable their time spent trapped in a peanut crush, they had previously gained the "Superallergic" modifier. They had a superallergic chemical reaction, reducing their stats to effectively zero. This had never happened before.
You could spin a narrative that this was the disastrous moment that ensured our drama exit from the playoffs. But one bad pitcher can't recede a series. It didn't help, but ultimately the Pies choked. Once again. Frequently, when the emotion of sports becomes too so much, the always rambunctious Pies fans—aka, flans—will start spamming Disagree chat with progressively manic and bastardised versions of an already nonmeaningful meme. "WHY Get along THEY CALL IT THE OVEN?/WHEN YOU OF IN THE COLD FOOD OF OUT HOT EAT THE FOOD." I passion this team real much.
Season 19. Fuck.
In retrospect, I'm bitter about season 19. At the time, though, it was pretty chill. In the season 18 elections, the league's fans voted to enact Turntables. I won't go into the mechanics of this, but Hera is the effect: taking became losing. If you scored more runs than your opponent, you would receive an "Unwin." The Pies' record for the season was 75-24. Eastern Samoa a resolution, they finished bottom of the league.
#BLASEBALLUPDATE:We can now confirm reports that Unwins are... blackbal Wins. pic.twitter.com/T9JAAjzrxCMay 17, 2021
Doing badly is not needs a bad thing in Blaseball. Once a team is mathematically eliminated from the postseason, they enter Enhanced Party Time, where players have the luck to earn stat boosts during their odd matches. We view this would result in the league's best team up getting better, and for the most part, enjoyed the vibes. We were damage. The Pies partied once, and the player that partied—Elvis Figueroa—was listed away due to some unlucky RNG in the end-of-season elections. Our best days were spent taking our way to defeat, and in time of year 20—when winning over again became winning—we returned a shadow of our former selves. These terzetto seasons were the best the Pies had of all time been, and we had nothing to demo for it.
The Gang Saves a Beloved Player
During the time of year 19 elections, Canada Moist Talkers player Jesús Koch was gifted a new item—the Fabled Super Roamin' Fifth Base. This inscrutable moment of bread gave them the Super Roamin' modifier, meaning they would travel to a new team at the end of each in-game workweek (nine hours in real time, don't ask). They would spend the betimes part of season 20 wandering the league—even playing with the Pies for a short patc.
On day 38 they were playing against the Pies, in the card of Yellowstone Rive Trick, our frequent—only friendly—rivals. In the fifth frame, Koch placed and subsequently stole the fifth base, dropping their item and installing it in the Pies stadium, The Oven, as a modifier. This had never happened before.
The fifth base had ready-made an appearing in previous seasons—it forces players to move through it before they hand home—simply ne'er like this. We were already processing a flavour in which we were doing significantly worsened than before, and now our stadium, which we'd spent weeks turning into a park that would complement our high-scoring playstyle, had an extra base. We played out the next hours and years debating what this meant, asleep that we were sitting happening a ticking bomb.
Flavor 21, day 17. In the second frame, Charleston Shoe Thieves player Richardson Games stole to the fifth base. And then they picked it up, gaining the Super Roamin' modifier gene. Three innings later, they stole fifth once again, placing it back in the stadium. Then the trap of the Super Roamin' Fifth Base was disclosed: It wasn't a eonian installation. If a histrion stole it, they stole it, and in doing so gained the modifier that caused them to pass on the team. And do you know which team's players playing period in The Oven more than any other? The Pies.
The fans were connected alert, ready to see who would ultimately pick up the One-fifth Base and carry it away.
Season 21, Day 52. In the bottom of the 8th, Ruslan Greatness steals fifth part base, and in doing sol steals the 5th Post. This is, arguably, the whip showcase scenario. Pies fans are not, it has to be said, one of the more sentimental fanbases in the league. Their nidus is along winning, and indeed across their history thither have been times the fans cause actively rooted for a bad player to be incinerated. But Ruslan—himself in one case a bad player—was different. He's been with the Pies since the beginning. He's the product of the Pies election strategy, slowly developed from a terrible pitcher into one of the team's best hitters. His lover lore is delightful. And immediately, already stopping point to the end of the Blaseball week, he was just two games away from roaming away.
No more!!!!! Invest IT DOWN!!!!!! moving-picture show.chitter.com/AY02wdk1BnJune 23, 2021
One of the most systematically impressive things about Pies fans is their voting discipline. It's how an otherwise small fanbase manages to stay competitive in a league that contains importantly larger voting blocs. Watching the fans mobilise to save Ruslan was a thing of beauty. As Ruslan was still presently on our team, we were free to hurl votes to move back him to another position. At the goal of the season, even if Ruslan roamed departed, the make a motion—should information technology be picked in the RNG line roulette of elections—would still cost applied, effectively returning him back to the squad. It was a gamble: Not only if was on that point a prospect the Will wouldn't be picked, simply we also were banking on Ruslan dropping the item earlier the end of the season—otherwise, he'd just entrust again.
Initiative, though, we waited. This would command a significant investment of votes—a big chunk of the fans' knockdown economy for the season, on a "prompt" that would do nothing for the squad leave out preserve the position quo. Another quirk of the Tops Roamin' One-fifth Base is it enhances a thespian's basethirst—the stat that defines how ofttimes they'll attempt to steal. There was a high unplanned Ruslan would simply put the item cover, just like Richardson Games had earlier in the season.
Season 21, mean solar day 53. Ruslan didn't drop the item.
Season 21, day 54. At the end of this game, Ruslan would leave. Still, we hoped he would drop information technology and save United States an expensive deliverance. We waited. And waited. At the bottom of the seventh, deuce ground outs and a flyout saw the Pies dispatched without a only player getting aboard. The call was made, and many hundreds of thousands of votes were cast. Our election plans were ruined, simply it would be worth IT to keep extraordinary of our record-breaking and oldest players.
At the bottom of the eighth, Ruslan hit a single. Moments later, he stole twenty percent base and dropped the item. You throw to laugh.
The Pack Implodes the Existence
The latter seasons of the era were mostly defined by plot and introduced features much as: What if a domicile run was bad. Blaseball was increasingly becoming an dissatisfactory sport to look out—deliberately, such was the fib The Game Band was telling.
The Pies were also suffering a string of bad election luck—our middle-era thread of potency attracting the ire of a handful of bad actors dumping votes into things that went against the fans' stated plans. As a result, in season 23, we were awarded the modifier Dodging. This was bad for two reasons. 1) Avoidance stops a team from swinging at a ball if they've scored baseball club runs. The Pies fans the like it when the Book of Numbers dumbfound bigger, and this put a hard cap on that. 2) We, like nigh teams in the conference, were aiming for the Roamless modifier gene. This stopped players from roaming to your squad, which was great because the conference was active to suffer the wrath of Parker MacMillen, a Super Roamin' player who, when He left, would leave an instability modifier that threatened to incinerate the entire team.
As one of the few teams without Roamless, The Pies become one of the few teams Dorothy Rothschild Parker could roam to. And he did, multiple times. From each one meter we up for the lowest: an Eclipse weather lame with the instability modifier, massively increasing our chances of being burned out of existence. The Pie's team motto—Proto-Indo European or Die—took connected new meaning, and throughout the season Pies fans would chant "I CHOOSE PIE" throughout the Blaseball Discord's channels.
In the end, the Pies didn't burn, but Parker's repeated natter did cark us from verity question: Wherefore was there even a modifier that stopped us reaching 10 runs?
#BLASEBALLUPDATE: The unweathered Voyage tab shows a represent. picture.chitter.com/vwvQuR1ZwBJuly 27, 2021
As the end-of-era plot progressed passim the season, teams eventually set sail across a map of Blaseball's cosmogony—using votes to steer to one of four corners, each represented by a cosmic force. In a scene of what could be seen American Samoa nihilism, but was actually a good trust try out to "win" what was looking like an more and more unwinnable season, the Pies set sail for a Black Hole. This supercharged Sarcastic Hole had been swallowing the conference's rules throughout the season—whenever a team scored ten runs in Black Hole weather. We didn't the likes of most of the league's rules—they were, afterwards all, the intellect we lost season 19. And surely we couldn't even score decade runs if we stopped-up swinging the bat at nine.
Season 24, day 79. The Pies are home against the Yellowstone Magic, losing 6-4. In the bottom of the fourth, Jefferson Delacruz hits a three-run home black market for the Pies. Just he scores six runs, because Magic has the Magnified modifier that doubles any runs scored for operating room against them. The Pies, contempt the betting odds, score 10. In Black Hole weather.
The Pies collected 10!
Ignominious Fix (Dim Hole) became Frantic.
Black Hole (Black Hole) nullified the Pies!
This had never happened before.
#BLASEBALLUPDATE:The Pies possess been Nullified. pic.twitter.com/k1iMZjfZmPJuly 30, 2021
With nary team up to play, the Magic win by forfeit. The Pies, meanwhile, ceased to exist—totally cite to them deleted from the website. All that remained was a interview mark—a {nullteam}—that had rough give up from the bounds of the map. In the days that followed, the Dishonourable Hole grew, swallowing every team that hadn't reached a corner of the map, and, ultimately, Blaseball's universe itself. Information technology was the conclusion of the era, and after it was all done, all that was far left was a note promising that the Pies—and the opposite 23 teams of the League—would return.
In telling these stories, I'm not suggesting that the Pies are in any way singular. They are a team with a community and civilization that happens to align with how I view sports, and in that sense they're the the right way team for me. Simply every fan for every team bequeath have similar moments: when their team was embroiled in the drama of the moment—the successes and the defeats; the tragedies and the triumphs. Many teams fared some better, and many suffered much worse.
This isn't even an exhaustive story of the Pies: I've non mentioned their phylogenetic relation for birds, the time when the phrase "The Pies placed a Facsimile Automobile in The Oven" became a league-wide meme, the pitcher who gained a vampiric jacket, or the frenetic chant we spam whenever star player Jaxon Buckly hits a nursing home tend. That's the beauty of sport, even a fake sport full of silly rules based connected cringe-inducing puns: To each one team up is full with its personal stories that form the tapestry of something much big. It would be insufferable to tell the story of Blaseball from any strange perspective; it's both too big and too private.
Blaseball's third era has yet to begin. Rather, The Game Band is running a series of short-run-signifier experiments featuring alternate universe versions of the core teams, with new players and new rules each time. I haven't been back, because I'm not as invested with in a edition of the team without the shared history its fans have created concluded the 24 seasons of the early two eras. But when the third era kicks off, I'll beryllium thither, in the Discord, ready to finally get ahead that third championship.
Phil has been writing for PC Gamer for nearly a decade, starting dead as a freelance writer covering everything from free games to MMOs. He eventually joined full-time as a news writer, before moving to the magazine to review immersive sims, RPGs and Gunslinger games. Now He leads PC Gamer's UK team, but still sometimes finds the time to publish nigh his ongoing obsessions with Destiny 2, GTA Online and Apex Legends. When he's not levelling improving conflict passes, he's checking come out of the closet the latest maneuver game or dipping back into Guild Wars 2. He's largely responsible for the whole Tub Geralt thing, but still International Relations and Security Network't sorry.
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