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15 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1901: Does anyone mind if I take Crystal? Thanks.
15 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1901: I agree to the above terms, on one condition, and I must stipulate that it must be taken by a fleet. I feel an army could be dangerous to my lands.
15 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1901: In the mean time. My fleet shall be moving to the sea of butter!
15 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1901: Peace be to you all shades and colours.
16 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1902: Matt is blue. Nee is red. Greg is white. Bern is dark. Who knows what tom is?!
17 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1902: It matters not who any of you are. All that matters is who is alive and who is perishing. Red stumbles and falls on the path to glory yet again. White is prepared for the onslaught and moves into position to start picking at reds carcass. Black moves with swiftness and dexterity to conquer yellow. Whilst the mighty blue stands alone to conquer all. But let us not be hasty in defining our end game roles. Everyone is welcome at the table of blue. Everyone except that stinking red guy.
17 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1902: It matters not who any of you are. All that matters is who is alive and who is perishing. Red stumbles and falls on the path to glory yet again. White is prepared for the onslaught and moves into position to start picking at reds carcass. Black moves with swiftness and dexterity to conquer yellow. Whilst the mighty blue stands alone to conquer all. But let us not be hasty in defining our end game roles. Everyone is welcome at the table of blue. Everyone except that stinking red guy.
17 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1902: GameMaster: Yellow voted for a Pause. If everyone votes Pause the game stop and wait till everybody votes Unpause. Please consider backing this.
17 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1902: It matters not who any of you are. All that matters is who is alive and who is perishing. Red stumbles and falls on the path to glory yet again. White is prepared for the onslaught and moves into position to start picking at reds carcass. Black moves with swiftness and dexterity to conquer yellow. Whilst the mighty blue stands alone to conquer all. But let us not be hasty in defining our end game roles. Everyone is welcome at the table of blue. Everyone except that stinking red guy.
17 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1902: It matters not who any of you are. All that matters is who is alive and who is perishing. Red stumbles and falls on the path to glory yet again. White is prepared for the onslaught and moves into position to start picking at reds carcass. Black moves with swiftness and dexterity to conquer yellow. Whilst the mighty blue stands alone to conquer all. But let us not be hasty in defining our end game roles. Everyone is welcome at the table of blue. Everyone except that stinking red guy.
18 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1902: It matters not who any of you are. All that matters is who is alive and who is perishing. Red stumbles and falls on the path to glory yet again. White is prepared for the onslaught and moves into position to start picking at reds carcass. Black moves with swiftness and dexterity to conquer yellow. Whilst the mighty blue stands alone to conquer all. But let us not be hasty in defining our end game roles. Everyone is welcome at the table of blue. Everyone except that stinking red guy.
18 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1902: It matters not who any of you are. All that matters is who is alive and who is perishing. Red stumbles and falls on the path to glory yet again. White is prepared for the onslaught and moves into position to start picking at reds carcass. Black moves with swiftness and dexterity to conquer yellow. Whilst the mighty blue stands alone to conquer all. But let us not be hasty in defining our end game roles. Everyone is welcome at the table of blue. Everyone except that stinking red guy.
19 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1902: It matters not who any of you are. All that matters is who is alive and who is perishing. Red stumbles and falls on the path to glory yet again. White is prepared for the onslaught and moves into position to start picking at reds carcass. Black moves with swiftness and dexterity to conquer yellow. Whilst the mighty blue stands alone to conquer all. But let us not be hasty in defining our end game roles. Everyone is welcome at the table of blue. Everyone except that stinking red guy.
23 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1903: Man... you guys are really bad at this. BLUE FOR THE WIN!
23 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1904: This map isn't as fun as I thought haha. It's to easy to block someone in!
23 Jan 15 UTC	Spring, 1904: I'm having fun.
24 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1904: I'm having fun! It's just balls getting out into the sea of butter! Haha
24 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1904: Head for sun. I'll support you in.
24 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1904: Head for sun. I'll support you in.
24 Jan 15 UTC	Autumn, 1904: Whoops