Frickets submitted by Moradim

Frickets is a drinking game of accuracy, finesse, and team strategy.

Rules are:

A) No one is allowed to play EVER unless they are holding a drink in one hand. This rule is absolute, no drink, no play.

B) Equal number of players per team, girls with tank tops / tight clothes / minimal clothing are REQUIRED otherwise stop being faggots and go barbecue some meat or something.

C) No player is to EVER allow any body part to go in front of their team's frickets. Crossing the frickets line costs you one point, gains your enemies one point, and makes you take a drink.

D) Shit talking is mandated. If you are not shit talking, you are playing frickepussies.

E) Bring lots of alcohol. You go through it a lot faster than you'd think...



F) If the frisbee doesn't REACH the frickets and lands somewhere in between in the middle of the field, the now throwing team can throw the frisbee from WHERE IT LANDS DEAD

So here's the premise of the game, I've drawn this diagram based on a single play, "in the life of a championship frickets player" and the potential outcomes at the various stages.



Pardon my crude paint skills, I'm no Darkshaunz (Shaun feel free to re-make this using your supreme paint skills...)

Stage 1. The team with the frisbee chooses a player to throw it at the opposing team's frickets. The player throwing the frisbee must alternate each turn, so that everyone has thrown once before any single person can throw a second time.

Stage 2. The well-aimed frisbee embarks on its journey across the battle-torn wasteland between frickets.

Stage 3. Three outcomes can arise from this situation:
i) A hit! Fricket is hit, CUPS GO FLYING
ii) THROUGH THE FRICKETS! THREE POINTS!
iii) A full-scale miss. Learn to throw a frisbee, all real men know how to throw a Goddamned frisbee.

Stage 4. HOLY SHIT FLYING CUPS! If a cup goes flying and lands on the ground, BAM 1 point for the offense. If the cup goes flying and the defending team snatches it out of the sky, BAM 1 point defense. If anyone spills the drink they're holding while attempting to catch a cup, the whole team takes a drink. No one likes a waster.

Stage 5. CATCH THAT CUP. This is a stage on its own so I can provide you with a precautionary tale:
Once there was a man and a woman, both defending their castles, and a canonball is fired through the castle wall. Atop the wall was perched a baby, who flew up and came plummeting from the sky. The man and woman both frantically ran to catch the baby, smashed into each other, broken bloody noses and a dead baby ensued.
Moral of the story: You have teammates, if you all try to catch the baby, the baby will die and you will all bleed on each other.




I think I have covered all the frickets bases. The rules are fairly simple, the game is incredibly awesome, and you will have more fun than any dirty greasy wop bastard could ever dream of having throwing bowling balls at the grass.

SO GO FORTH defenders of the frickets, and champions of destiny. Go forth and revel in the endless bounty that is:





P.S.
I found a site with a layout and rules as well, can be viewed for a similar perspective (with diagram) of the game
http://www.jaxul.com/bnuke/modules.php?name=Content&pa=showpage&pid=29


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