05 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Hiding in the dark... ;) |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Fear of the dark |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Fear of the dark |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: I have a constant fear that something's always near |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: It's probably just *this* |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Anyone want to help me stab Italy? |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Yeah, fuck Italy |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Make sure you wash your hands while singing happy birthday afterwards. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Twice, you mucky pups. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Make sure you wash your hands while singing happy birthday afterwards. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Make sure you wash your hands while singing happy birthday afterwards. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Yeah, make sure you wash your hands while singing happy birthday afterwards. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Is this going to be the quality of chat? |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: I doubt it will remain this high. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: England, I've put in a fleet move to English Channel, but will change it if you want and agree not to move there. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: I doubt it's going to be as good as this. Austria: let's not move to Galicia? Germany: Let's not move to Sil/Pru? Turkey: same Black Sea? |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Oh wow, just wow, Russia. That's a hella way to announce you're planning to fight England in Scandinavia. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: You're not my Dad. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: It's anon, so I might be. |
06 Mar 20 UTC | Spring, 1901: Wasn't talking to you. |