Spring, 1901: Greetings All. I look forward to significant blood letting and the untimely death of a few of you.
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: Plot twist: They aren't talking about the game;)
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: You're on a clock, Russia...that Marx fellow spouting off in London seems to be catching on amongst your peasant class.
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: We need no lessons from some semi evolved pasta obsessives on how to handle out peasants. Short rations, hard work and undying devotion to my regal self is all they need. No ragged trousered Bolshevik will cause us any problems.
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: I'm just saying, give fascism a try. I think it's gonna do wonders here in like 35 years.
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: ------> narrator: fascism did not do wonders for Italy
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: Personally I think I'm just gonna just gonna give in to Marxism and drop out of the war. Have fun lads:) haha
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: /sarcasm/
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: Also France are you gonna issue orders?
09 Aug 18 UTC
Spring, 1901: You lesser nations may cower and quake in the face of a variety of isms. Mother Russia in the tender care of the Romanov's and the Russian Orthodox church will stand firm
11 Aug 18 UTC
Autumn, 1901: This game is a total mess.
11 Aug 18 UTC
Autumn, 1901: Can ANYONE explain to me what just happened there?
15 Aug 18 UTC
Autumn, 1902: You seem to be playing as England or else England is the worst player to ever live.
15 Aug 18 UTC
Autumn, 1902: He does seem to be rather easy to intimidate
15 Aug 18 UTC
Autumn, 1902: And if you wish to accuse me of something please do it by contacting the Mods. I am more than happy for you to do that
- Autumn, 1907, Finished