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27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Damnit, I'm England again.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Bonjourno! I, recently crowned King of a Unified Italy wishes to usher in a new Era of Economic Prosperity in the Mediterranean not seen since the fall of the Empire, and all in Thirty Minutes or Less!
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: As our first order of Business, we Italians would like to claim Greece as a Protectorate of the Italian Crown. Anyone who moves on it is to be considered an enemy of the Italian peoples.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: ... Ohcrap, I'm next to Faux "I Was Never On Your Side" Losophe.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: ((Roleplaying... now!)) Ahaha, looks like the rebellion succeeded after all! I, Queen Renapocalypse I of Austria shall now begin my reign. Step 1: Good Foreign Relations
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Grüße fellow leaders of Europe. I, Kaiser Wilhelm II, wish you all good fortune from the Second Reich. I hope we can avoid any UNNECESSARY bloodshed. Have a pleasant day.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: To say nothing of the necessary bloodshed, of course. And every drop of blood shed for ambition is necessary.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: ((Based on the fact that European royalty was usually one big, dysfunctional family, I declare that, ICly, we are all siblings. It's Word of God now. Also, this is the TVTropes game, people! TROPE IT UP!))
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: ((...BITCH! (This is for emphasis, bitch!)))
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: ((So, England going to lock in actions?))
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: ((Божию Милостию, Император и Самодержец Всероссийский [Božiju Milostiju, Imperator i Samoderžec Vserossiiskiy, Tsaritsa SOCR grows impatient.))
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: He is Delaying our Deliveries! -[XXX Minutum aut] Pizza Gratia Rex Italia, M. A. Infinitum.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Božiju Milostiju, Imperator i Samoderžec Vserossiiskiy, Tsaritsa SOCR, would be most displeased if the deliveries were to take longer than the advertised half an hour.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Voulez-vous lui donner un repos à la chose tsarine SOCR? Nous l'obtenir, vous êtes le leader de la Russie. Vous n'avez pas à garder le dire. Would you give it a rest with the Tsaritsa SOCR thing? We get it, you're the leader of Russia. You don't have to keep saying it. ((Are we going with Rider's "IC Siblings" thing? 'Cause nobody really responded to him on that.)) ((Also, France Le roi ReDead is a grumpy fellow.))
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Le tue parole sono strane, Re Morto.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Tutti: Parla la lingua franca, per favore.
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Je ne parle pas francaise 3:
27 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: The above is Italian. Punch it into Google, that's how I got it in the first place.
28 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: The above is Italian. Punch it into Google, that's how I got it in the first place.
28 Jul 11 UTC	Spring, 1901: Was talking about ReDead, even though a translation was included X3