Tuesday, September 30, 2008
A Tribute to Tony and Leo
Spring 1907 - Results
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Spring 1907 - Countdown
Friday, September 26, 2008
1906 - Winter Adjustment
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Fall 1906 - Results
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Choose Your Own Adventure
Friday, September 19, 2008
Onward to Victory!
Monday, September 15, 2008
One of Us Will Win
Liberty will reign in the Balkans
(Tony with his official spitoon holder, one of the most interesting perks of stradling the globe.)
I can see the end. But perhaps it is not the end you clown faced goons envisioned. With Tony having crossed the stalemate line and Damain in complete collapse, Bill will soon follow. But I will live.
My impenetrable fortress of revenge fleets stopping Leo's progress, and my scant army choking the Balkans, I am confident I can acheive peace in our time.
ITALY ANNOUNCES THE FOLLOWING CHANGES TO LIFE IN ROME AND THE SURROUNDING EMPIRE:
1. All tea is to be tossed into the harbor
2. no sausages or beer will be served at any meal
3. All rare Latin and Greek Manuscripts will be screamed aloud towards the Spanish coast and then slowly burned with impunity
4. All Flabotomists will be detained, questioned and summarily dragged into the street and shot
5. Anyone with red hair that speaks more than one language will be forced to translate and dub the following movies into as many languages as possible as many times as is necessary to ensure insanity: Moulin Rogue, Pearl Harbor, Meet the Spartans, and the Vagina Monologues.
6. Anyone walking the streets that resembles a 70's porn star will be detained for questioning...and embarassing photographs.
Through no fault of my own, aside from a diplomatic obtuseness, each of my allies in turn have either betrayed me, or vanished in a fountain of blood.
Tony will cross into Russian and Austrian Territory while Italy and the remains of the Russian army try to stem the tide.
Bill will vanish into oblivion curled into a bitter fetal position.
Leo will seize his opportunity and fullfill his destiny as a (apologies) rear admiral.
Or Tony will enact his master plan and....ummm...yeah. Whatever it was he was planning on doing after this point.
But with god as my witness neither will win. If there's one thing Italy's good for it's fucking up all your plans.
ONWARD TO FUTILITY
ONWARD TO NON-SENSICAL NUSAINCE
ONWARD TO....DRAW!
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Op Ed Classic - Fall 1903
Spring 1906 - Results
Friday, September 12, 2008
Thursday, September 11, 2008
1905 - Winter Adjustment
Monday, September 8, 2008
Trapped with a rat
Inset: me in red(left), discussing things with Bill (right)
Let me all just go on a little tear and tell you all what bastards you are.
Do you even know what you've done? can you begin to conceive it?
I hate Bill as much as the next guy, and like all of you when the game began I wanted to see him dead. I wanted to betray him when it would hurt the most. But ALL OF YOU DEPRIVED ME OF THAT OPPORTUNITY. You practically threw me and Bill into each other's arms.
At every turn machinations were in place to ensure that each erstwhile new ally I courted, proceeded to work against me, betray me or bottle me up. Had anyone shown me the least kindness, I would have devoured Bill and most likely exited the game with him. Maybe this is karmic justice for some imagined slight I've paid the community.
I hate Bill. I hate him. One time, I kept calling his phone from a restricted number every half hour throughout the early morning hours to ensure he could never sleep. Another time, I ate 4 bowls of chili before i came over to his apartment so that when I went to the bathroom, there would be no escape from the horror. I also anynomously sent him baby clothes for his birthday with a note from a girl named chloe claiming that he needed to start taking care of his child.
But none of you let me wreck him. we may both be rats, but I deserved better...and god knows he deserved worse.