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Unrated - Autumn, 1952, Finished
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04 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1942: FUCK THE SLAVS, ARYAN RACE FOR A MILLENIUM
04 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1942: There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too.
And up in the nursery, an absurd little bird
Is popping up to say, "Cuckoo cuckoo!"

Regretfully they tell us but firmly they compel us
To say goodbye to you.

So long, farewell,auf wiedersehen, good night.
I hate to go and leave this pretty sight.

So long, farewell auf wiedersehen, adieu
Adieu, adieu, to yieu and yieu and yieu.

So long, farewell, au revoir, auf wiedersehen.
I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
Yes?
"no."

So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye
I leave and heave a sigh and say goodbye

I'm glad to go, I cannot tell a lie

I flit, I float, I fleetly flee, I fly
The sun has gone to bed and so must I

So long, farewell, auf wiedersehen, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

(Adults)
Goodbye
04 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1942: GameMaster: Italian Empire voted for a Draw. If everyone votes Draw the game will end and the points are split equally among all the surviving players, regardless of how many supply centers each player has.
04 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1942: God save our gracious Queen
Long live our noble Queen
God save the Queen
Send her victorious
Happy and glorious
Long to reign over us
God save the Queen

O Lord our God arise
Scatter her enemies
And make them fall
Confound their politics
Frustrate their knavish tricks
On Thee our hopes we fix
God save us all

Thy choicest gifts in store
On her be pleased to pour
Long may she reign
May she defend our laws
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen

Not in this land alone
But be God's mercies known
From shore to shore
Lord make the nations see
That men should brothers be
And form one family
The wide world over

From every latent foe
From the assassins blow
God save the Queen
O'er her thine arm extend
For Britain's sake defend
Our mother, prince, and friend
God save the Queen

Lord grant that Marshal Wade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring
May he sedition hush
And like a torrent rush
Rebellious Scots to crush
God save the King
04 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1942: God save our gracious Queen
Long live our noble Queen
God save the Queen
Send her victorious
Happy and glorious
Long to reign over us
God save the Queen

O Lord our God arise
Scatter her enemies
And make them fall
Confound their politics
Frustrate their knavish tricks
On Thee our hopes we fix
God save us all

Thy choicest gifts in store
On her be pleased to pour
Long may she reign
May she defend our laws
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen

Not in this land alone
But be God's mercies known
From shore to shore
Lord make the nations see
That men should brothers be
And form one family
The wide world over

From every latent foe
From the assassins blow
God save the Queen
O'er her thine arm extend
For Britain's sake defend
Our mother, prince, and friend
God save the Queen

Lord grant that Marshal Wade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring
May he sedition hush
And like a torrent rush
Rebellious Scots to crush
God save the King
04 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1942: God save our gracious Queen
Long live our noble Queen
God save the Queen
Send her victorious
Happy and glorious
Long to reign over us
God save the Queen

O Lord our God arise
Scatter her enemies
And make them fall
Confound their politics
Frustrate their knavish tricks
On Thee our hopes we fix
God save us all

Thy choicest gifts in store
On her be pleased to pour
Long may she reign
May she defend our laws
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen

Not in this land alone
But be God's mercies known
From shore to shore
Lord make the nations see
That men should brothers be
And form one family
The wide world over

From every latent foe
From the assassins blow
God save the Queen
O'er her thine arm extend
For Britain's sake defend
Our mother, prince, and friend
God save the Queen

Lord grant that Marshal Wade
May by thy mighty aid
Victory bring
May he sedition hush
And like a torrent rush
Rebellious Scots to crush
God save the King
04 Feb 16 UTC Spring, 1943: pack your bags were going to ceylon
08 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1943: You have betrayed the Mario Party Alliance. You Will all die
08 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1943: You have betrayed the Mario Party Alliance. You Will all die
09 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1944: "Ich schwöre bei Gott diesen heiligen Eid, daß ich dem Führer des Deutschen Reiches und Volkes Adolf Hitler, dem Oberbefehlshaber der Wehrmacht, unbedingten Gehorsam leisten und als tapferer Soldat bereit sein will, jederzeit für diesen Eid mein Leben einzusetzen."
09 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1944: Уничтожение классов достигается не путём потухания классовой борьбы, а путём её усиления. Отмирание государства придёт не через ослабление государственной власти, а через её максимальное усиление, необходимое для того, чтобы добить остатки умирающих классов и организовать оборону против капиталистического окружения, которое далеко ещё не уничтожено и не скоро ещё будет уничтожено.
09 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1944: Retreating forward is stupid
09 Feb 16 UTC Spring, 1945: fottiti negri
-mussolini
10 Feb 16 UTC Spring, 1945: Le Royaume-Uni est de la merde hahaha
10 Feb 16 UTC Spring, 1945: Le Royaume-Uni est de la merde hahaha
11 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1945: I blame the Jews... and the gays, the Romani, the Blacks, the slavs, the communists, the Franks, the Spaniards, the Dutch, The Belgians, the Croats, the Bosnians, the Muslims, the Socialists, the anarchists, the atheists, the pagans, the catholics, and the Jews again, especially the Jews
11 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1945: I blame the Russians
14 Feb 16 UTC Spring, 1946: I vow to thee, my country, all earthly things above,
Entire and whole and perfect, the service of my love;
The love that asks no question, the love that stands the test,
That lays upon the altar the dearest and the best;
The love that never falters, the love that pays the price,
The love that makes undaunted the final sacrifice.

I heard my country calling, away across the sea,
Across the waste of waters, she calls and calls to me.
Her sword is girded at her side, her helmet on her head,[6]
And around her feet are lying the dying and the dead;
I hear the noise of battle, the thunder of her guns;
I haste to thee, my mother, a son among thy sons.

And there's another country, I've heard of long ago,
Most dear to them that love her, most great to them that know;
We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase,
And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace.
26 Feb 16 UTC Autumn, 1948: shit
28 Feb 16 UTC Spring, 1949: I just realized that Sumatra is the only untouched tile right now.

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