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11 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1938: GameMaster: Please remember that negotiations before the game begins are not allowed.
13 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1938: Info: This is a choose your country game.
13 Nov 19 UTC	Autumn, 1938: Bazinga
13 Nov 19 UTC	Autumn, 1939: This actually looks really historically accurate right now, Poland split between USSR and Germany, Italy in Libya + Albania
13 Nov 19 UTC	Autumn, 1939: All I’m saying is France should be worried if things keep on being accurate..
13 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1940: Hehe
14 Nov 19 UTC	Autumn, 1941: Fuck
14 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1943: GameMaster: France voted for a Concede. If everyone (but one) votes concede the game will end and the player _not_ voting Concede will get all the points. Everybody else will get a defeat.
15 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1943: Bithc tf cares about what happens in warsaw so moooooove on out farzmon
15 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1943: Bitch how about you makes you effing move already
16 Nov 19 UTC	Autumn, 1944: bitch the flippin fuck u still alliiivee pink u fuck u bic
16 Nov 19 UTC	Autumn, 1944: What the fuck did you just fucking say to me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. ck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.
16 Nov 19 UTC	Autumn, 1944: To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Russias strategy. The moves are extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical physics most of the moves will go over a typical player's head. Russias personal philosophy draws heavily from Narodnaya Volya literature, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these jokes, to realize that they're not just funny- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Slavs truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the humour in Russia's existential catchphrase "You can go fuck yourself UK" which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev's Russian epic Fathers and Sons. I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Russia's genius wit unfolds itself on their games. What fools.. how I pity them.
16 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1945: Spaghetti
16 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1945: Hon Hon Hon
17 Nov 19 UTC	Autumn, 1945: Ya mum
17 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1946: No u
17 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1946: Okay boomer
17 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1946: George tu mama es gorda
17 Nov 19 UTC	Spring, 1946: Y tu padre