23 Feb 15 UTC | Autumn, 1994: Hello everybody, new policy since a new king of England has take place, i wish you all good luck and good deals. |
23 Feb 15 UTC | Autumn, 1994: Thank you very much But in England only the Queens have a great future. |
23 Feb 15 UTC | Autumn, 1994: Prince William wouldn't agree with that, he he. |
23 Feb 15 UTC | Autumn, 1994: Actually i was about to say salute the new Queen of England, since that is more popular, but i am man, a thing which leads me to wonder if there are girls playing Diplomacy, you can not really grasp the sex of the players since english is a neutral gender language, but i wonder how disproportionated the balance really is about the genre of the players in the whole diplomacy server. |
25 Feb 15 UTC | Spring, 1995: GameMaster: Poeter was banned: meta/no response. The time until the next phase has been extended by one phase length to give an opportunity to replace the player. Remember to finalize your orders if you don't want to wait, so the game isn't held up unnecessarily! |
26 Feb 15 UTC | Autumn, 1995: seems like a delay even though all players submitted orders.. maybe a bug? |
28 Feb 15 UTC | Spring, 1996: Well, I surrender can fight everyone. |
02 Mar 15 UTC | Autumn, 1996: Hey Guys! New France |
03 Mar 15 UTC | Spring, 1997: Arise children of the fatherland The day of glory has arrived Against us tyranny's Bloody standard is raised Listen to the sound in the fields The howling of these fearsome soldiers They are coming into our midst To cut the throats of your sons and consorts To arms citizens Form your battalions March, march Let impure blood Water our furrows What do they want this horde of slaves Of traitors and conspiratorial kings? For whom these vile chains These long-prepared irons? Frenchmen, for us, ah! What outrage What methods must be taken? It is us they dare plan To return to the old slavery! What! These foreign cohorts! They would make laws in our courts! What! These mercenary phalanxes Would cut down our warrior sons Good Lord! By chained hands Our brow would yield under the yoke The vile despots would have themselves be The masters of destiny Tremble, tyrants and traitors The shame of all good men Tremble! Your parricidal schemes Will receive their just reward Against you we are all soldiers If they fall, our young heros France will bear new ones Ready to join the fight against you Frenchmen, as magnanimous warriors Bear or hold back your blows Spare these sad victims That they regret taking up arms against us But not these bloody despots These accomplices of Bouillé All these tigers who pitilessly Ripped out their mothers' wombs We too shall enlist When our elders' time has come To add to the list of deeds Inscribed upon their tombs We are much less jealous of surviving them Than of sharing their coffins We shall have the sublime pride Of avenging or joining them Drive on sacred patriotism Support our avenging arms Liberty, cherished liberty Join the struggle with your defenders Under our flags, let victory Hurry to your manly tone So that in death your enemies See your triumph and our glory! |
03 Mar 15 UTC | Spring, 1997: Too much coffee France? |
03 Mar 15 UTC | Spring, 1997: Too much coffee France? |
03 Mar 15 UTC | Spring, 1997: Not Enough. Viva la Revolucion |
03 Mar 15 UTC | Spring, 1997: xD |
10 Mar 15 UTC | Autumn, 1998: well then how is everyone doing? |
16 Mar 15 UTC | Autumn, 2000: I think my Fleet in Ireland is in deep trouble :) |
17 Mar 15 UTC | Autumn, 2000: It will do a magic trick, disappearance. And won't be the only one. |
17 Mar 15 UTC | Autumn, 2000: I will survive, as long as I know how to love, I know I will survive :) |
17 Mar 15 UTC | Autumn, 2000: moldavia move odessa , up to you !! |
28 Mar 15 UTC | Autumn, 2003: I surrender... |
31 Mar 15 UTC | Spring, 2004: once germany and spain disappear, we can draw the game. |