Are you going to make any other variants any time soon?
I don't know why this poem of Hungarian poet Endre Ady came into my mind reading this thread:
A Hortobágy poétája
Kúnfajta, nagyszemű legény volt,
Kínzottja sok-sok méla vágynak,
Csordát őrzött és nekivágott
A híres magyar Hortobágynak.
Alkonyatok és délibábok
Megfogták százszor is a lelkét,
De ha virág nőtt a szivében,
A csorda-népek lelegelték.
Ezerszer gondolt csodaszépet,
Gondolt halálra, borra, nőre,
Minden más táján a világnak
Szent dalnok lett volna belőle.
De ha a piszkos, gatyás, bamba
Társakra s a csordára nézett,
Eltemette rögtön a nótát:
Káromkodott vagy fütyörészett.
translation:
The poet of the Hortobagy
He was a large-eyed, Hunnish youth,
smitten with many a fair mirage,
and with his herd he struck into
the famous Magyar Hortobágy.
Women and dreams have seized his soul
a thousand times with magic snare;
but when his heart would sprout a flower
the herds of cattle grazed it bare.
He often thought of wondrous things,
of wine and women, death and birth;
he could have been a holy bard
in any other land on earth.
But when he gazed upon the herds
and on the breeched, illiterate crowd,
straightway he buried all his songs;
he whistled or he swore aloud.
A Hortobágy poétája
Kúnfajta, nagyszemű legény volt,
Kínzottja sok-sok méla vágynak,
Csordát őrzött és nekivágott
A híres magyar Hortobágynak.
Alkonyatok és délibábok
Megfogták százszor is a lelkét,
De ha virág nőtt a szivében,
A csorda-népek lelegelték.
Ezerszer gondolt csodaszépet,
Gondolt halálra, borra, nőre,
Minden más táján a világnak
Szent dalnok lett volna belőle.
De ha a piszkos, gatyás, bamba
Társakra s a csordára nézett,
Eltemette rögtön a nótát:
Káromkodott vagy fütyörészett.
translation:
The poet of the Hortobagy
He was a large-eyed, Hunnish youth,
smitten with many a fair mirage,
and with his herd he struck into
the famous Magyar Hortobágy.
Women and dreams have seized his soul
a thousand times with magic snare;
but when his heart would sprout a flower
the herds of cattle grazed it bare.
He often thought of wondrous things,
of wine and women, death and birth;
he could have been a holy bard
in any other land on earth.
But when he gazed upon the herds
and on the breeched, illiterate crowd,
straightway he buried all his songs;
he whistled or he swore aloud.
Awesome! Looking forward to your work. Let me know if you need any help (testing etc)
If anybody's still interested in seeing what it would be like, I finally got around to setting up a server with randomly paired Bughouse tournaments that I'll leave up for a short while here: bughousetest.com/tournament/ . Threefolds and checkmates that require looking at both boards to detect are not implemented (in the latter case the clock will eventually take care of it). Also, I added chat to the tournaments, in which the default mode is talking to all other players in the game, not whispering to your partner.
Sorry, that link should be without the trailing slash: bughousetest.com/tournament
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