03 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1938: (Shenguin): The four great powers of Europe, and Italy as well. |
03 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1938: (Limni): The good thing about being Italy is you can change sides half way through |
03 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1938: Bonjour. |
06 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1939: Every time I check to see if the game has moved I improve my orders slightly. Thank god for beer helping to give me clarity of though and purpose. |
06 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1939: *thought |
06 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1939: I'm attacking you all. But I'm going for Germany first. He's a real fucking bastard and needs taking out toot sweet. |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1939: Ready |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1939: Green tick |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1940: Ready |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1940: Ready |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1940: Ready |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1940: Ready |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1940: Ready |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1940: Or not. |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1941: Here I come, you can't hide, you can't run, gonna find you, and take it slowly |
07 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1941: Chilling. I'll probably ready up before midnight, but certainly not in the next couple of hours. |
08 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1941: I play my enemies like a game of chess... |
08 Aug 18 UTC | Autumn, 1941: If this was a game of chess one of you fuckers would have had a time up ages ago. |
08 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1942: Let's get ready, ready Let's get ready, ready Let's get ready to rumble! |
08 Aug 18 UTC | Spring, 1942: I'm as green ticked up as I can be. |