17 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: Good luck everyone! |
17 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: Good luck! |
17 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: Good luck and may the best player(s) win! |
17 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: Good luck! |
17 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: Good luck and happy stabbing! |
17 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: Good luck and happy stabbing! |
17 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: Have fun! |
19 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: GameMaster: Game was extended due to at least 1 member failing to enter orders and having an excused missed turn available. This has un-readied all orders. |
20 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 1999: GameMaster: Game was extended due to at least 1 member failing to enter orders and having an excused missed turn available. This has un-readied all orders. |
23 Nov 24 UTC | Autumn, 1999: Well played Canadas. Well played |
23 Nov 24 UTC | Autumn, 1999: Well played Canadas. Well played |
26 Nov 24 UTC | Spring, 2000: GameMaster: Game was extended due to at least 1 member failing to enter orders and having an excused missed turn available. This has un-readied all orders. |
05 Dec 24 UTC | Autumn, 2001: RIP Quebec Spring 1999 - Autumn 2001 Died from being stabbed twice. "Good luck and may the best player(s) win!" (Newly revealed evidence has revealed he in fact, was not the best player(s).) |
05 Dec 24 UTC | Autumn, 2001: I was stabbed three times RIP California "Good luck and happy stabbing! Good lucky and happy stabbing!" |
06 Dec 24 UTC | Autumn, 2001: you most certainly were not stabbed 3 times |
06 Dec 24 UTC | Autumn, 2001: you were stabbed approximately once then went on a long rant twice |
06 Dec 24 UTC | Autumn, 2001: oooh diplomacy drama |
06 Dec 24 UTC | Autumn, 2001: Texas, you are incredibly self-centered. I was talking about stabs from you, Mexico, and British Columbia. |
06 Dec 24 UTC | Autumn, 2001: Good to see you finally got past trying to gaslight me. I'm going to go read Mexico's latest attempt at arguing I attacked first. |
07 Dec 24 UTC | Spring, 2002: I'm saying I didn't stab you, considering a stab requires any level of trust whatsoever, where you were just trying to dictate to me what you wanted. |