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Russian EOG, DC391 - Githraine   (Oct 05, 2011, 3:55 pm)
Sorry for the delay all, very busy these days.

I kinda feel bad on this one.

I was the one who convinced the assorted western powers that we should trust England again.

I thought we could make the ERG work.  I was wrong.




The other big question seems to be the pile on of Italy.
As I recall, it was decided before the first move as Italy irritated everyone around him.
This was mostly by telling each of us that another (specified) player was planning to attack.
When we compared notes, he told at least 3 countries that they were going to be betrayed by one of the other 3.
Normal dip?  maybe, but it seemed overly deceptive and unnecessary.

Anyway, it was a good game, I allowed
myself to be stabbed.
I'll see you all on the next board!





From: Douglas Kent <dougray30(at)yahoo.com>
To: Michael Norton <mjn82(at)yahoo.com>; NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com>; dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com; Githraine(at)yahoo.com; Alex Maslow <blueraider0(at)gmail.com>; Jack McHugh <jwmchughjr(at)gmail.com>; JOHN CLARKE <john.c1arke(at)btinternet.com>; "NICOL, Alfred (AMN)" <amn(at)benenden.kent.sch.uk>
Sent: Tuesday, October 4, 2011 10:14 PM
Subject: Russian EOG, DC391










This was a bit of an odd game.  Germany from the start was very
demanding; he did not regard Sweden to be Russian territory, which is something
I am not used to.  He also had a pact with Austria that he would bounce me
in Sweden if I moved to Gal.  Kinda pissed me off...so I moved to Gal out
of spite, without even thinking about the consequences.


 


I should state that Jack and I were not going to be allies at first. 
We???ve played in MANY games together...I usually attack him, because there is
nothing more enjoyable than listening to Jack whine.  But once Germany
moved to Tyrolia, it was clear Jack and I should at least communicate and try to
get Turkey working with us against Austria.  Which is what we did. 
Turkey and I had agreed to at the very least be peaceful and keep the Black Sea
empty, and it seemed our relationship was going well.  My biggest concerns
were (aside from bossy Germany) France and England.  Jack was going to be
toast (Turkey will recall that I TOLD him what Jack???s fate would be...he would
be down to 3 centers or less by 1902, whine a lot, and quickly lose
interest).  France and England did not have Germany to worry about, as he
was busy meddling in Italy and Austria.  So they had no enemies...France
could swing into the Med, and England up north, and the rest of us would be
squashed.


 


By 1902 England had agreed to my requests for an alliance.  Germany
didn???t see the level of cooperation coming, which allowed me to move to Swe and
then Den, with England taking Sweden.  At the same time, Turkey came to the
rescue in the Balkans allowing me to take Ser while he took Gre.  So
somehow I was still growing.


 


1903 arrived, and England and I were quickly dicing and slicing up
Germany.  He had left himself far too exposed, and France was of little
help.  France had also left HIS backside wide open for the English
fleets.  My only disappointment was that Turkey couldn???t get his fleets
into the Med fast enough.  Italy was going down too quickly.


 


Then I made a true goof.  I use RP to adjudicate games in Eternal
Sunshine and I sometimes click pieces incorrectly.  That???s what I did here
too; I clocked Sev-Bla, and I did NOT mean to.  And I didn???t look at my
orders closely.  But then it was too late, and it only took the slightest
prodding from England to convince me that I should use that error to my
advantage and strike Turkey while the iron was hot.  Germany was
eliminated, so I was going to need to grow from somewhere!  The Ottoman
Empire was the most convenient place, and I snuck into Ankara and Greece, and
actually had to waive a build to keep my DMZ agreement with England.


 


I don???t know what would have happened.  I believe England could have
worked it into a solo, 70% at least....but I was happy to take the draw.  I
think I played decently after finding myself facing the A/G...the two things I
am proud of would be convincing England to jump in the water with me, and the
Turkish stab, even if it required a bonehead move to put it in place.


 


 


 






 




From: Michael Norton


Sent: Monday, October 03, 2011 2:53 PM


To: NDM ; dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com ; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com ; Githraine(at)yahoo.com ; Alex Maslow
; Jack
McHugh ; JOHN CLARKE ; NICOL,
Alfred (AMN)


Subject: Re: The Zombie Lords Revealed




 







Awesome!  I had to pull
over on the road and read the whole thing it was so good. Congrats to everyone
and especially Doug.  I'll send an EOG later.


 


Mike


 







From: NDM
<holyyakker(at)gmail.com>
To: dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com;
diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com; Githraine(at)yahoo.com; Alex Maslow
<blueraider0(at)gmail.com>; Jack McHugh <jwmchughjr(at)gmail.com>; JOHN
CLARKE <john.c1arke(at)btinternet.com>; Michael Norton
<mjn82(at)yahoo.com>; "NICOL, Alfred (AMN)" <amn(at)benenden.kent.sch.uk>;
holyyakker(at)gmail.com
Sent:
Monday, October 3, 2011 11:26 AM
Subject: The Zombie Lords
Revealed



Across all of Europe the zombies have rampaged, devouring
the strong and the guilty as well as the weak and the innocent. Military forces
have crested and ebbed again and again in massive violence fighting both with
other nations as well as the against their own former citizen's now turned into
mindless monsters. Throughout the lands speculation has been wild. The public
had considered the rise of the zombies as a sign of god, or a sign of the devil,
blame had been placed on medical testing to reckless disregard to the laws of
church and nature. But as the conflict spread two nations seemed best equipped
to defeat their enemies as well as the zombie hordes.

 


-------------------------------------------------


 


The fireplace burned brightly in the corner, but the rest of the lights
were dimmed, causing eerie shadows to dance and twist along the walls. Two men
stand over a large wooden table peering down at documents in front of them,
their shadows cast long over a map of Europe.


 


"Well, my friend, it appears our plans have worked."


 


"Yes." came the short answer from a smile curled around a slowly smoldering
cigarette.


 


"The other nations have all but given up. Perhaps we should release the
vaccine now?" The first voice a bit more nervous than the other.



 


"I suppose comrade. If you wish." A pair of hands, covered in black leather
gloves smooth over a map of Europe, arrows and crosses showing the routes of
massive armies and their victories. "They all seem ready to cave as it
is."


 


"Do you ever think that maybe we shouldn't have done it? All those
innocents dead, your countrymen, my country men." A hint of regret fills the
speaker's voice.


 


"No." The answer firm and direct. "What we have done has ensured the
survival of our nations for the next two centuries. A few million is a small
sacrifice to secure the future for the rest of us."


 


"Yes... I suppose you are right."


 


--------------------------------------------------


 


"What do you mean, it doesn't work?" the army official angrily questioned
the younger man in a lab coat.


 


"I didn't say it didn't work!" the technician attempted to explain, again,
with frustration mounting in his voice. "It just doesn't always work!"


 


The commander of the research facility slammed his fist against the desk.
"Damn it man, it either works or it doesn't work. Does it work?"


 


"Look, here is what happens. In most subjects the vaccine works fine. It
will revert recent zombification victims to human status and prevent future
zombification infections."


 


"So it works!"


 


"In MOST subjects!" the technician interrupted, "In very rare cases the
vaccine will appear to work and continue working for months before the subject
begins to... revert."


 


"Do they all revert?" The commander looked concerned now, as realization
dawned across his face.




"We don't know, we've only be testing for a few years. It seemed to work
perfectly to begin with, but we never had a chance to study the long term
effects before you folks decided to unleash it on the world! What's worse is
there is evidence to suggest that even in healthy non-zombified humans the
vaccine can cause the change to take place in the long term, but we haven't
confirmed whether or not that can happen or how common it will be. We just don't
know."


 


"And we never will." The commander clasped his hands in front of his chin,
deep in thought.


 


"What do you mean? We have to research this more, we need to find
out.."


 


It was the commander's turn to interrupt, "Find out what?" He snapped
angrily, "Whether or not we are all doomed? The vaccine has already been handed
out like candy across the world. If we go public with this information now all
that will happen is the brass will see that we are silenced. No. We bury this
report. We burn it, and we bury it that is the only way we stay alive."


 


"And... and then what?" the scientist seemed defeated and scared now, as if
reality had come crashing down around him.


 


"Then we both go home and pray to god that you are wrong."


 


--------------------------------------------


 


The sun was shining bright on the shores of Naples. A family was taking an
outing, enjoying the fair weather. Life was finally returning to some semblance
of normal. Along the shoreline various buildings were still in ruins, reminders
of the brutal conflict that had taken place. Several locals had taken to combing
the shore for pieces of scrap metal that would still wash up from the destroyed
fleets. On a good day the scavengers could bring in a hefty load of iron and
steel, on the bad days all they found were bloated half eaten corpses.


 


Fernando and his family were hoping they'd find neither today. The harbor
wall had done a good job of keeping most of the debris off of this particular
stretch of beach. "Don't go wading in too far!" he called to his children,
"Lunch will be ready soon!" He felt blessed each and every day that his family
had made it through the war untouched. His brother had not been so lucky when
his wife had succumb to the infection and turned on him. He was able to fend her
off, their infant had not been as fortunate. It was a wonder he hadn't killed
himself in grief.


 


He shook his head, trying to abandon such dark thoughts on a sunny day. It
would have helped had there been a few more families out to enjoy the great
weather. They seemed to have the beach to themselves other than for the strange
figure in the distance who was slowly limping down the beach. Fernando idly
wondered if he'd join them for lunch, he looked like he might be a wounded
soldier from the war...


 


---------------------------------------------


 


"Did you bring the proof?" A hushed voice asked from behind a thick wooden
door.


 


"Ja, it is here, let me in." The short man's eyes darted nervously up and
down the street. As soon as the door was open more than a crack he pushed
through into the foyer of the house in what used to part of the German
Empire.


 


"Here it is." he said pulling an envelope form his coat. "Documents, they
prove everything."


 


The older man's eyes lit up and his mouth opened in a wide grin. "So we can
finally prove they started the entire plague. We can prove they were the ones
who caused everything."


 


"Yes, yes! All we need to do is go public and their hegemony will be
destroyed." The shorter man smiled.


 


The soft report of a silenced pistol went off and the shorter man clutched
at his abdomen. "I am sorry friend, but what will that do? It won't bring back
the German Empire, it won't bring back our rule. But what they will do is pay
for silence, and pay handsomely, and that money, and time, can buy influence
and, ultimately, revenge."


 


The shorter man attempted to speak but no sound would come, he could feel
the blood flooding into his lungs, drowning him like so many German soldiers
drowned in the northern seas.


 


"Don't worry my friend, we will have our vengeance, Germany will remember
all you have done, but this requires a delicate touch. A better sense of...
diplomacy."


 


===========================================


 


End of Game Results


 


Russia/England Draw was voted up by everyone. I apologize for the delay,
but I wanted time to give you guys a slightly more enjoyable end game email. A
final map will be distributed/uploaded as soon as I get back onto my laptop and
off a work computer. I hope you all enjoyed the game and were willing to forgive
the minor delays and setbacks. I hope you enjoyed my ending story lines as well.
I felt I needed to give you something special after delaying so many deadlines
on my part. Feel free to give me any feedback you'd like and thanks for
playing.

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DC391: Germany end game - Blueraider0   (Oct 04, 2011, 3:33 pm)

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dc 391 end of game comments italy - FlapJack   (Oct 04, 2011, 11:30 am)

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dc 391 end of game comments Britain - mjn82   (Oct 04, 2011, 11:05 am)
First, thanks all for a fun game.  I've never seen a game like this one, so always fun to experience something new and original.


 


Thanks to the GM for hanging in there when his real life was obviously creating challenged.  Enjoyed your editorial posts in the results especially the final one,  that was a hoot! you definitely have a talent for storytelling.


 


early game:  I earnestly worked to put an alliance in place in the West with France and Germany. That gave us all an early advantage which both France and I took advantage of.  I thought Germany could have been more aggressive but he concentrated on the the builds he had easily instead of hitting the eastern front.


 


A couple fo things concerned me with the alliance early.


 


-  Germany was insisting on getting half of Scandinavia and France wanted Belgium in the long run , though he graciously let me take Belgium for early growth,  I did take the Channel to get to Belgium which was a violation but we patched that up.


 


-  A previous alliance of BF and G, I had seen ended up with FG turning on England successfull as well


 


So I decided the BGF would probably end up in my demise and put out feelers to both F and G to see if one would turn on the other with my assistance.  Neither gave me much confidence that would happen so that convinced me that I would eventually be the target.


 


With Russia willing to work with me, Germany appeared to be the easier target so I decided to go with an RB with the possibility of still working with France and when Russia left ST Pete unoccupied as a clear signal of trust I went full in with the concept of RB.


 


France was worried about a Russian Turk steamroller so I leveraged that to get Germany to expose himself and like a pit bull went for the jugular. 

When France did not show any sign of reacting towards me, I took advantage of timing and took and felt as long as Russia hung in with the alliance, we were golden.


 


We both saw the Turkish backside exposed and I was thrilled to see R stab T.  IT further signified his commitment to RB. 


 


I encouraged AH to cooperate because I felt AH would be essential to stop a Russian solo, if and when, Doug went for it. 


 


The whole time , the RB success was contingent on a well planned DMZ  in Scandinavia and St Pete that gave both of us time to react in the event of a stab or solo push.


 


Doug was a great partner, thanks very much Doug.  I look forward to France's EOG I felt he played a good game but just ended up overextended.  Italy, great job hanging in for the survival. How did you manage that?


 


Thanks all,


 


Look forward to playing again.


 


Mike


 



 












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dc 391 end of game comments turkey - alfdog   (Oct 04, 2011, 10:23 am)
Dear all


Many thanks for the game.


 


From turkey’s corner two things defined my game, one was that ger and fra turned their back on eng; not wise as once eng gets up to about six centres, with
ger and fra occupied elsewhere they are difficult to defeat, if not nearly impossible. My second issue was I just didn’t ever feel that comfortable with any of the proposed eastern alliances. I didn’t trust Russia, I felt him and Italy were just too close
and basically waiting for me to help nobble ah, and then would turn on me, yet I didn’t quite see how, much as I would have liked, to ally with ah, it’s just too difficult to sustain. When Italy collapsed and eng’s exponential growth, I felt able to throw
my lot in with Russia, surely he wouldn’t attack me and thus split the only credible alliance against eng, but he did, and very effectively thus bagging a two way draw very early on!


 


Well done to eng and Russia. I hope to play again with some of you, apologies to ah and good luck.


 


Alfred


 






From: Michael Norton [mailto:mjn82(at)yahoo.com]


Sent: 03 October 2011 20:54

To: NDM; dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com; Githraine(at)yahoo.com; Alex Maslow; Jack McHugh; JOHN CLARKE; NICOL, Alfred (AMN)

Subject: Re: The Zombie Lords Revealed






 






Awesome!  I had to pull over on the road and read the whole thing it was so good. Congrats to everyone and especially Doug.  I'll send an EOG later.






 






Mike






 








From: NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com>

To: dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com; Githraine(at)yahoo.com; Alex Maslow <blueraider0(at)gmail.com>; Jack McHugh <jwmchughjr(at)gmail.com>; JOHN CLARKE <john.c1arke(at)btinternet.com>; Michael Norton <mjn82(at)yahoo.com>; "NICOL, Alfred (AMN)" <amn(at)benenden.kent.sch.uk>;
holyyakker(at)gmail.com

Sent: Monday, October 3, 2011 11:26 AM

Subject: The Zombie Lords Revealed




Across all of Europe the zombies have rampaged, devouring the strong and the guilty as well as the weak and the innocent. Military forces have crested and ebbed again and again in massive
violence fighting both with other nations as well as the against their own former citizen's now turned into mindless monsters. Throughout the lands speculation has been wild. The public had considered the rise of the zombies as a sign of god, or a sign of
the devil, blame had been placed on medical testing to reckless disregard to the laws of church and nature. But as the conflict spread two nations seemed best equipped to defeat their enemies as well as the zombie hordes.





 






-------------------------------------------------






 






The fireplace burned brightly in the corner, but the rest of the lights were dimmed, causing eerie shadows to dance and twist along the walls. Two men stand over a large wooden table peering
down at documents in front of them, their shadows cast long over a map of Europe.




 






"Well, my friend, it appears our plans have worked."






 






"Yes." came the short answer from a smile curled around a slowly smoldering cigarette.






 






"The other nations have all but given up. Perhaps we should release the vaccine now?" The first voice a bit more nervous than the other.








 






"I suppose comrade. If you wish." A pair of hands, covered in black leather gloves smooth over a map of Europe, arrows and crosses showing the routes of massive armies and their victories.
"They all seem ready to cave as it is."






 






"Do you ever think that maybe we shouldn't have done it? All those innocents dead, your countrymen, my country men." A hint of regret fills the speaker's voice.






 






"No." The answer firm and direct. "What we have done has ensured the survival of our nations for the next two centuries. A few million is a small sacrifice to secure the future for the
rest of us."






 






"Yes... I suppose you are right."






 






--------------------------------------------------






 






"What do you mean, it doesn't work?" the army official angrily questioned the younger man in a lab coat.






 






"I didn't say it didn't work!" the technician attempted to explain, again, with frustration mounting in his voice. "It just doesn't always work!"






 






The commander of the research facility slammed his fist against the desk. "Damn it man, it either works or it doesn't work. Does it work?"






 






"Look, here is what happens. In most subjects the vaccine works fine. It will revert recent zombification victims to human status and prevent future zombification infections."






 






"So it works!"






 






"In MOST subjects!" the technician interrupted, "In very rare cases the vaccine will appear to work and continue working for months before the subject begins to... revert."






 






"Do they all revert?" The commander looked concerned now, as realization dawned across his face.






"We don't know, we've only be testing for a few years. It seemed to work perfectly to begin with, but we never had a chance to study the long term effects before you folks decided to unleash
it on the world! What's worse is there is evidence to suggest that even in healthy non-zombified humans the vaccine can cause the change to take place in the long term, but we haven't confirmed whether or not that can happen or how common it will be. We just
don't know."






 






"And we never will." The commander clasped his hands in front of his chin, deep in thought.






 






"What do you mean? We have to research this more, we need to find out.."






 






It was the commander's turn to interrupt, "Find out what?" He snapped angrily, "Whether or not we are all doomed? The vaccine has already been handed out like candy across the world. If
we go public with this information now all that will happen is the brass will see that we are silenced. No. We bury this report. We burn it, and we bury it that is the only way we stay alive."






 






"And... and then what?" the scientist seemed defeated and scared now, as if reality had come crashing down around him.






 






"Then we both go home and pray to god that you are wrong."






 






--------------------------------------------






 






The sun was shining bright on the shores of Naples. A family was taking an outing, enjoying the fair weather. Life was finally returning to some semblance of normal. Along the shoreline
various buildings were still in ruins, reminders of the brutal conflict that had taken place. Several locals had taken to combing the shore for pieces of scrap metal that would still wash up from the destroyed fleets. On a good day the scavengers could bring
in a hefty load of iron and steel, on the bad days all they found were bloated half eaten corpses.






 






Fernando and his family were hoping they'd find neither today. The harbor wall had done a good job of keeping most of the debris off of this particular stretch of beach. "Don't go wading
in too far!" he called to his children, "Lunch will be ready soon!" He felt blessed each and every day that his family had made it through the war untouched. His brother had not been so lucky when his wife had succumb to the infection and turned on him. He
was able to fend her off, their infant had not been as fortunate. It was a wonder he hadn't killed himself in grief.






 






He shook his head, trying to abandon such dark thoughts on a sunny day. It would have helped had there been a few more families out to enjoy the great weather. They seemed to have the beach
to themselves other than for the strange figure in the distance who was slowly limping down the beach. Fernando idly wondered if he'd join them for lunch, he looked like he might be a wounded soldier from the war...






 






---------------------------------------------






 






"Did you bring the proof?" A hushed voice asked from behind a thick wooden door.






 






"Ja, it is here, let me in." The short man's eyes darted nervously up and down the street. As soon as the door was open more than a crack he pushed through into the foyer of the house in
what used to part of the German Empire.






 






"Here it is." he said pulling an envelope form his coat. "Documents, they prove everything."






 






The older man's eyes lit up and his mouth opened in a wide grin. "So we can finally prove they started the entire plague. We can prove they were the ones who caused everything."






 






"Yes, yes! All we need to do is go public and their hegemony will be destroyed." The shorter man smiled.






 






The soft report of a silenced pistol went off and the shorter man clutched at his abdomen. "I am sorry friend, but what will that do? It won't bring back the German Empire, it won't bring
back our rule. But what they will do is pay for silence, and pay handsomely, and that money, and time, can buy influence and, ultimately, revenge."






 






The shorter man attempted to speak but no sound would come, he could feel the blood flooding into his lungs, drowning him like so many German soldiers drowned in the northern seas.






 






"Don't worry my friend, we will have our vengeance, Germany will remember all you have done, but this requires a delicate touch. A better sense of... diplomacy."






 






===========================================






 






End of Game Results






 






Russia/England Draw was voted up by everyone. I apologize for the delay, but I wanted time to give you guys a slightly more enjoyable end game email. A final map will be distributed/uploaded
as soon as I get back onto my laptop and off a work computer. I hope you all enjoyed the game and were willing to forgive the minor delays and setbacks. I hope you enjoyed my ending story lines as well. I felt I needed to give you something special after delaying
so many deadlines on my part. Feel free to give me any feedback you'd like and thanks for playing.






 











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The Zombie Lords Revealed - mjn82   (Oct 03, 2011, 2:53 pm)
Awesome!  I had to pull over on the road and read the whole thing it was so good. Congrats to everyone and especially Doug.  I'll send an EOG later.


 


Mike











From: NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com>
To: dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com; Githraine(at)yahoo.com; Alex Maslow <blueraider0(at)gmail.com>; Jack McHugh <jwmchughjr(at)gmail.com>; JOHN CLARKE <john.c1arke(at)btinternet.com>; Michael Norton <mjn82(at)yahoo.com>; "NICOL, Alfred (AMN)" <amn(at)benenden.kent.sch.uk>; holyyakker(at)gmail.com
Sent: Monday, October 3, 2011 11:26 AM
Subject: The Zombie Lords
Revealed



Across all of Europe the zombies have rampaged, devouring the strong and the guilty as well as the weak and the innocent. Military forces have crested and ebbed again and again in massive violence fighting both with other nations as well as the against their own former citizen's now turned into mindless monsters. Throughout the lands speculation has been wild. The public had considered the rise of the zombies as a sign of god, or a sign of the devil, blame had been placed on medical testing to reckless disregard to the laws of church and nature. But as the conflict spread two nations seemed best equipped to defeat their enemies as well as the zombie hordes.





-------------------------------------------------






The fireplace burned brightly in the corner, but the rest of the lights were dimmed, causing eerie shadows to dance and twist along the walls. Two men stand over a large wooden table peering down at documents in front of them, their shadows cast long over a map of Europe.






"Well, my friend, it appears our plans have worked."






"Yes." came the short answer from a smile curled around a slowly smoldering cigarette.






"The other nations have all but given up. Perhaps we should release the vaccine now?" The first voice a bit more nervous than the other.







"I suppose comrade. If you wish." A pair of hands, covered in black leather gloves smooth over a map of Europe, arrows and crosses showing the routes of massive armies and their victories. "They all seem ready to cave as it is."






"Do you ever think that maybe we shouldn't have done it? All those innocents dead, your countrymen, my country men." A hint of regret fills the speaker's voice.






"No." The answer firm and direct. "What we have done has ensured the survival of our nations for the next two centuries. A few million is a small sacrifice to secure the future for the rest of us."






"Yes... I suppose you are right."






--------------------------------------------------






"What do you mean, it doesn't work?" the army official angrily questioned the younger man in a lab coat.






"I didn't say it didn't work!" the technician attempted to explain, again, with frustration mounting in his voice. "It just doesn't always work!"






The commander of the research facility slammed his fist against the desk. "Damn it man, it either works or it doesn't work. Does it work?"






"Look, here is what happens. In most subjects the vaccine works fine. It will revert recent zombification victims to human status and prevent future zombification infections."






"So it works!"






"In MOST subjects!" the technician interrupted, "In very rare cases the vaccine will appear to work and continue working for months before the subject begins to... revert."






"Do they all revert?" The commander looked concerned now, as realization dawned across his face.




"We don't know, we've only be testing for a few years. It seemed to work perfectly to begin with, but we never had a chance to study the long term effects before you folks decided to unleash it on the world! What's worse is there is evidence to suggest that even in healthy non-zombified humans the vaccine can cause the change to take place in the long term, but we haven't confirmed whether or not that can happen or how common it will be. We just don't know."






"And we never will." The commander clasped his hands in front of his chin, deep in thought.






"What do you mean? We have to research this more, we need to find out.."






It was the commander's turn to interrupt, "Find out what?" He snapped angrily, "Whether or not we are all doomed? The vaccine has already been handed out like candy across the world. If we go public with this information now all that will happen is the brass will see that we are silenced. No. We bury this report. We burn it, and we bury it that is the only way we stay alive."






"And... and then what?" the scientist seemed defeated and scared now, as if reality had come crashing down around him.






"Then we both go home and pray to god that you are wrong."






--------------------------------------------






The sun was shining bright on the shores of Naples. A family was taking an outing, enjoying the fair weather. Life was finally returning to some semblance of normal. Along the shoreline various buildings were still in ruins, reminders of the brutal conflict that had taken place. Several locals had taken to combing the shore for pieces of scrap metal that would still wash up from the destroyed fleets. On a good day the scavengers could bring in a hefty load of iron and steel, on the bad days all they found were bloated half eaten corpses.






Fernando and his family were hoping they'd find neither today. The harbor wall had done a good job of keeping most of the debris off of this particular stretch of beach. "Don't go wading in too far!" he called to his children, "Lunch will be ready soon!" He felt blessed each and every day that his family had made it through the war untouched. His brother had not been so lucky when his wife had succumb to the infection and turned on him. He was able to fend her off, their infant had not been as fortunate. It was a wonder he hadn't killed himself in grief.






He shook his head, trying to abandon such dark thoughts on a sunny day. It would have helped had there been a few more families out to enjoy the great weather. They seemed to have the beach to themselves other than for the strange figure in the distance who was slowly limping down the beach. Fernando idly wondered if he'd join them for lunch, he looked like he might be a wounded soldier from the war...






---------------------------------------------






"Did you bring the proof?" A hushed voice asked from behind a thick wooden door.






"Ja, it is here, let me in." The short man's eyes darted nervously up and down the street. As soon as the door was open more than a crack he pushed through into the foyer of the house in what used to part of the German Empire.






"Here it is." he said pulling an envelope form his coat. "Documents, they prove everything."






The older man's eyes lit up and his mouth opened in a wide grin. "So we can finally prove they started the entire plague. We can prove they were the ones who caused everything."






"Yes, yes! All we need to do is go public and their hegemony will be destroyed." The shorter man smiled.






The soft report of a silenced pistol went off and the shorter man clutched at his abdomen. "I am sorry friend, but what will that do? It won't bring back the German Empire, it won't bring back our rule. But what they will do is pay for silence, and pay handsomely, and that money, and time, can buy influence and, ultimately, revenge."






The shorter man attempted to speak but no sound would come, he could feel the blood flooding into his lungs, drowning him like so many German soldiers drowned in the northern seas.






"Don't worry my friend, we will have our vengeance, Germany will remember all you have done, but this requires a delicate touch. A better sense of... diplomacy."






===========================================






End of Game Results






Russia/England Draw was voted up by everyone. I apologize for the delay, but I wanted time to give you guys a slightly more enjoyable end game email. A final map will be distributed/uploaded as soon as I get back onto my laptop and off a work computer. I hope you all enjoyed the game and were willing to forgive the minor delays and setbacks. I hope you enjoyed my ending story lines as well. I felt I needed to give you something special after delaying so many deadlines on my part. Feel free to give me any feedback you'd like and thanks for playing.

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The Zombie Lords Revealed - nemo_sed_mori   (Oct 03, 2011, 11:26 am)

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The Zombie Lords Revealed (dc391) mjn82 Oct 03, 02:53 pm
Awesome!  I had to pull over on the road and read the whole thing it was so good. Congrats to everyone and especially Doug.  I'll send an EOG later.


 


Mike











From: NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com>
To: dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com; Githraine(at)yahoo.com; Alex Maslow <blueraider0(at)gmail.com>; Jack McHugh <jwmchughjr(at)gmail.com>; JOHN CLARKE <john.c1arke(at)btinternet.com>; Michael Norton <mjn82(at)yahoo.com>; "NICOL, Alfred (AMN)" <amn(at)benenden.kent.sch.uk>; holyyakker(at)gmail.com
Sent: Monday, October 3, 2011 11:26 AM
Subject: The Zombie Lords
Revealed



Across all of Europe the zombies have rampaged, devouring the strong and the guilty as well as the weak and the innocent. Military forces have crested and ebbed again and again in massive violence fighting both with other nations as well as the against their own former citizen's now turned into mindless monsters. Throughout the lands speculation has been wild. The public had considered the rise of the zombies as a sign of god, or a sign of the devil, blame had been placed on medical testing to reckless disregard to the laws of church and nature. But as the conflict spread two nations seemed best equipped to defeat their enemies as well as the zombie hordes.





-------------------------------------------------






The fireplace burned brightly in the corner, but the rest of the lights were dimmed, causing eerie shadows to dance and twist along the walls. Two men stand over a large wooden table peering down at documents in front of them, their shadows cast long over a map of Europe.






"Well, my friend, it appears our plans have worked."






"Yes." came the short answer from a smile curled around a slowly smoldering cigarette.






"The other nations have all but given up. Perhaps we should release the vaccine now?" The first voice a bit more nervous than the other.







"I suppose comrade. If you wish." A pair of hands, covered in black leather gloves smooth over a map of Europe, arrows and crosses showing the routes of massive armies and their victories. "They all seem ready to cave as it is."






"Do you ever think that maybe we shouldn't have done it? All those innocents dead, your countrymen, my country men." A hint of regret fills the speaker's voice.






"No." The answer firm and direct. "What we have done has ensured the survival of our nations for the next two centuries. A few million is a small sacrifice to secure the future for the rest of us."






"Yes... I suppose you are right."






--------------------------------------------------






"What do you mean, it doesn't work?" the army official angrily questioned the younger man in a lab coat.






"I didn't say it didn't work!" the technician attempted to explain, again, with frustration mounting in his voice. "It just doesn't always work!"






The commander of the research facility slammed his fist against the desk. "Damn it man, it either works or it doesn't work. Does it work?"






"Look, here is what happens. In most subjects the vaccine works fine. It will revert recent zombification victims to human status and prevent future zombification infections."






"So it works!"






"In MOST subjects!" the technician interrupted, "In very rare cases the vaccine will appear to work and continue working for months before the subject begins to... revert."






"Do they all revert?" The commander looked concerned now, as realization dawned across his face.




"We don't know, we've only be testing for a few years. It seemed to work perfectly to begin with, but we never had a chance to study the long term effects before you folks decided to unleash it on the world! What's worse is there is evidence to suggest that even in healthy non-zombified humans the vaccine can cause the change to take place in the long term, but we haven't confirmed whether or not that can happen or how common it will be. We just don't know."






"And we never will." The commander clasped his hands in front of his chin, deep in thought.






"What do you mean? We have to research this more, we need to find out.."






It was the commander's turn to interrupt, "Find out what?" He snapped angrily, "Whether or not we are all doomed? The vaccine has already been handed out like candy across the world. If we go public with this information now all that will happen is the brass will see that we are silenced. No. We bury this report. We burn it, and we bury it that is the only way we stay alive."






"And... and then what?" the scientist seemed defeated and scared now, as if reality had come crashing down around him.






"Then we both go home and pray to god that you are wrong."






--------------------------------------------






The sun was shining bright on the shores of Naples. A family was taking an outing, enjoying the fair weather. Life was finally returning to some semblance of normal. Along the shoreline various buildings were still in ruins, reminders of the brutal conflict that had taken place. Several locals had taken to combing the shore for pieces of scrap metal that would still wash up from the destroyed fleets. On a good day the scavengers could bring in a hefty load of iron and steel, on the bad days all they found were bloated half eaten corpses.






Fernando and his family were hoping they'd find neither today. The harbor wall had done a good job of keeping most of the debris off of this particular stretch of beach. "Don't go wading in too far!" he called to his children, "Lunch will be ready soon!" He felt blessed each and every day that his family had made it through the war untouched. His brother had not been so lucky when his wife had succumb to the infection and turned on him. He was able to fend her off, their infant had not been as fortunate. It was a wonder he hadn't killed himself in grief.






He shook his head, trying to abandon such dark thoughts on a sunny day. It would have helped had there been a few more families out to enjoy the great weather. They seemed to have the beach to themselves other than for the strange figure in the distance who was slowly limping down the beach. Fernando idly wondered if he'd join them for lunch, he looked like he might be a wounded soldier from the war...






---------------------------------------------






"Did you bring the proof?" A hushed voice asked from behind a thick wooden door.






"Ja, it is here, let me in." The short man's eyes darted nervously up and down the street. As soon as the door was open more than a crack he pushed through into the foyer of the house in what used to part of the German Empire.






"Here it is." he said pulling an envelope form his coat. "Documents, they prove everything."






The older man's eyes lit up and his mouth opened in a wide grin. "So we can finally prove they started the entire plague. We can prove they were the ones who caused everything."






"Yes, yes! All we need to do is go public and their hegemony will be destroyed." The shorter man smiled.






The soft report of a silenced pistol went off and the shorter man clutched at his abdomen. "I am sorry friend, but what will that do? It won't bring back the German Empire, it won't bring back our rule. But what they will do is pay for silence, and pay handsomely, and that money, and time, can buy influence and, ultimately, revenge."






The shorter man attempted to speak but no sound would come, he could feel the blood flooding into his lungs, drowning him like so many German soldiers drowned in the northern seas.






"Don't worry my friend, we will have our vengeance, Germany will remember all you have done, but this requires a delicate touch. A better sense of... diplomacy."






===========================================






End of Game Results






Russia/England Draw was voted up by everyone. I apologize for the delay, but I wanted time to give you guys a slightly more enjoyable end game email. A final map will be distributed/uploaded as soon as I get back onto my laptop and off a work computer. I hope you all enjoyed the game and were willing to forgive the minor delays and setbacks. I hope you enjoyed my ending story lines as well. I felt I needed to give you something special after delaying so many deadlines on my part. Feel free to give me any feedback you'd like and thanks for playing.
DC 391 Spring 1904 - nemo_sed_mori   (Sep 26, 2011, 9:10 pm)

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DC 391: Winter 1903 Results - nemo_sed_mori   (Sep 18, 2011, 8:39 pm)

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DC 391: Winter 1903 Results - nemo_sed_mori   (Sep 18, 2011, 8:37 pm)

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DC 391: Winter 1903 Results (dc391) nemo_sed_mori Sep 18, 08:39 pm
DC 391 Fall 1903 - Githraine   (Sep 13, 2011, 12:11 pm)
How do you have 12 centers with such a 1 track mind?  Wink






From: Douglas Kent <dougray30(at)yahoo.com>
To: Alex Maslow <blueraider0(at)gmail.com>; NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com>
Cc: dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com; Githraine(at)yahoo.com; Jack McHugh <jwmchughjr(at)gmail.com>; JOHN CLARKE <john.c1arke(at)btinternet.com>; Michael Norton <mjn82(at)yahoo.com>; "NICOL, Alfred (AMN)" <amn(at)benenden.kent.sch.uk>
Sent: Tuesday, September 13, 2011 6:48 AM
Subject: Re: DC 391 Fall 1903









The 5 stages eh?  Sounds like a DW article....deadline is October
1....






 




From: Alex Maslow


Sent: Monday, September 12, 2011 10:35 PM


To: NDM


Cc: dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com ; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com ; Githraine(at)yahoo.com ; Jack McHugh ;
JOHN CLARKE ; Michael Norton ; NICOL,
Alfred (AMN)


Subject: Re: DC 391 Fall 1903




 



Boo. 
Gripe.  Complain.  Wonder.  Yell.  Bow.

 


The 5 stages of being eliminated.  Sigh.


 


Good game, look forward to sending out a SEARING EOG.  Ok, maybe not
really.  But still! 


 


-Maslow



On Mon, Sep 12, 2011 at 6:27 PM, NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com>
wrote:


My apologies, life has been insane. If I am unable to make
future deadlines I will turn the game over to another GM.

 


This turn results in the Fall of Germany - many thanks to Alex for
leading the valiant nation. Italy is on the ropes, but manages to hold on for
one more season. Russia makes TREMENDOUS gains (+4 Build) ending up with 12
supply centers). Germany auto-disbands since no retreat would matter com
Winter.


 




Results:


Austria:


A Budapest Hold


A Trieste - Serbia (*Bounce*)


A Venice - Trieste (*Bounce*)


A Vienna - Trieste (*Bounce*)


 


England:


F English Channel Convoys A London - Portugal


F Holland - Belgium


A London - Portugal


F Mid-Atlantic Ocean Convoys A London - Portugal


F North Sea - Denmark (*Bounce*)


A Ruhr Supports A Silesia - Munich


F Sweden - Baltic Sea (*Fails*)


 


France:


A Brest Hold


A Munich - Burgundy


A Picardy Supports A Brest


A Rome Supports F Tyrrhenian Sea - Naples (*Cut*)


F Tyrrhenian Sea - Naples (*Fails*)


F Western Mediterranean - Spain(sc)


 


Germany:


F Baltic Sea - Denmark (*Bounce*)


A Berlin - Munich (*Dislodged*)


 


Italy:


A Apulia - Rome (*Fails*)


F Naples Supports A Apulia - Rome (*Cut*)


 


Russia:


F Black Sea Convoys A Rumania - Ankara


A Galicia - Rumania


F Kiel Supports A Prussia - Berlin


A Prussia - Berlin


A Rumania - Ankara


A Serbia - Greece


A Silesia - Munich


 


Turkey:


F Aegean Sea - Ionian Sea


A Albania - Trieste (*Bounce*)


A Bulgaria - Serbia (*Bounce*)


F Ionian Sea - Tunis


F Smyrna - Aegean Sea


 


Builds/Disbands:


England - Build 1


France - Remove 1


Germany - Defeated


Italy - Remove 1


Russia - Build 4!


Turkey - Remove 1


 


Deadline: Next Deadline is Saturday, Sept 17th, 10PM EST (Sunday
Sept 18, 02:00 GMT)


 








 
--
"It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones
that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. and sometimes you
didn't want to know the end because how could the end be happy? How could the
world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end,
it's only a passing thing. The shadow, even the darkness must pass. A new day
will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the
stories that stayed with you - That meant something. Even if you were too small
to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in
those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn't. They kept
going because they were holding onto something."
"What are we holding onto,
Sam?"
"That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it's worth
fighting for."

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DC 391 Fall 1903 - Blueraider0   (Sep 12, 2011, 10:35 pm)

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DC 391 Fall 1903 - nemo_sed_mori   (Sep 12, 2011, 9:27 pm)

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DC 391 Fall 1903 - nemo_sed_mori   (Sep 12, 2011, 9:27 pm)

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DC 391 Fall 1903 (dc391) nemo_sed_mori Sep 12, 09:27 pm
DC 391 Fall 1903 (dc391) Blueraider0 Sep 12, 10:35 pm
DC 391 Fall 1903 (dc391) Githraine Sep 13, 12:11 pm
How do you have 12 centers with such a 1 track mind?  Wink






From: Douglas Kent <dougray30(at)yahoo.com>
To: Alex Maslow <blueraider0(at)gmail.com>; NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com>
Cc: dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com; Githraine(at)yahoo.com; Jack McHugh <jwmchughjr(at)gmail.com>; JOHN CLARKE <john.c1arke(at)btinternet.com>; Michael Norton <mjn82(at)yahoo.com>; "NICOL, Alfred (AMN)" <amn(at)benenden.kent.sch.uk>
Sent: Tuesday, September 13, 2011 6:48 AM
Subject: Re: DC 391 Fall 1903









The 5 stages eh?  Sounds like a DW article....deadline is October
1....






 




From: Alex Maslow


Sent: Monday, September 12, 2011 10:35 PM


To: NDM


Cc: dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com ; diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com ; Githraine(at)yahoo.com ; Jack McHugh ;
JOHN CLARKE ; Michael Norton ; NICOL,
Alfred (AMN)


Subject: Re: DC 391 Fall 1903




 



Boo. 
Gripe.  Complain.  Wonder.  Yell.  Bow.

 


The 5 stages of being eliminated.  Sigh.


 


Good game, look forward to sending out a SEARING EOG.  Ok, maybe not
really.  But still! 


 


-Maslow



On Mon, Sep 12, 2011 at 6:27 PM, NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com>
wrote:


My apologies, life has been insane. If I am unable to make
future deadlines I will turn the game over to another GM.

 


This turn results in the Fall of Germany - many thanks to Alex for
leading the valiant nation. Italy is on the ropes, but manages to hold on for
one more season. Russia makes TREMENDOUS gains (+4 Build) ending up with 12
supply centers). Germany auto-disbands since no retreat would matter com
Winter.


 




Results:


Austria:


A Budapest Hold


A Trieste - Serbia (*Bounce*)


A Venice - Trieste (*Bounce*)


A Vienna - Trieste (*Bounce*)


 


England:


F English Channel Convoys A London - Portugal


F Holland - Belgium


A London - Portugal


F Mid-Atlantic Ocean Convoys A London - Portugal


F North Sea - Denmark (*Bounce*)


A Ruhr Supports A Silesia - Munich


F Sweden - Baltic Sea (*Fails*)


 


France:


A Brest Hold


A Munich - Burgundy


A Picardy Supports A Brest


A Rome Supports F Tyrrhenian Sea - Naples (*Cut*)


F Tyrrhenian Sea - Naples (*Fails*)


F Western Mediterranean - Spain(sc)


 


Germany:


F Baltic Sea - Denmark (*Bounce*)


A Berlin - Munich (*Dislodged*)


 


Italy:


A Apulia - Rome (*Fails*)


F Naples Supports A Apulia - Rome (*Cut*)


 


Russia:


F Black Sea Convoys A Rumania - Ankara


A Galicia - Rumania


F Kiel Supports A Prussia - Berlin


A Prussia - Berlin


A Rumania - Ankara


A Serbia - Greece


A Silesia - Munich


 


Turkey:


F Aegean Sea - Ionian Sea


A Albania - Trieste (*Bounce*)


A Bulgaria - Serbia (*Bounce*)


F Ionian Sea - Tunis


F Smyrna - Aegean Sea


 


Builds/Disbands:


England - Build 1


France - Remove 1


Germany - Defeated


Italy - Remove 1


Russia - Build 4!


Turkey - Remove 1


 


Deadline: Next Deadline is Saturday, Sept 17th, 10PM EST (Sunday
Sept 18, 02:00 GMT)


 








 
--
"It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones
that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. and sometimes you
didn't want to know the end because how could the end be happy? How could the
world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end,
it's only a passing thing. The shadow, even the darkness must pass. A new day
will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the
stories that stayed with you - That meant something. Even if you were too small
to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in
those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn't. They kept
going because they were holding onto something."
"What are we holding onto,
Sam?"
"That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it's worth
fighting for."
DC 391: Spring 1903 - nemo_sed_mori   (Sep 03, 2011, 8:30 am)

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DC 391: Winter 1902 - nemo_sed_mori   (Aug 27, 2011, 12:20 am)

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DC 391: Retreat confirmation - nemo_sed_mori   (Aug 21, 2011, 7:57 am)
Italy: retreat as adjudicated

Austria: Disbands both units and will have 1 build. 

On Aug 20, 2011, at 9:54 PM, NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com> wrote:






Stupid typo - Italy is the one who has to retreat out of Rome, not France.


On Sat, Aug 20, 2011 at 8:54 PM, NDM <holyyakker(at)gmail.com> wrote:



Austria: 

A Budapest Supports A Bulgaria - Rumania (*Void*)

F Greece Hold (*Dislodged*)


A Serbia Supports A Bulgaria - Rumania (*Dislodged*)

A Trieste - Vienna (*Bounce*)


A Venice Supports A Tuscany - Rome




England: 

A Belgium - Ruhr (*Bounce*)

F English Channel - Belgium (*Fails*)

F Holland - Kiel (*Bounce*)

F North Sea Supports F Sweden - Denmark


F Norway - Sweden




France: 

F Gulf of Lyon Supports F Spain(sc) - Western Mediterranean

A Marseilles - Burgundy

A Picardy - Brest

F Spain(sc) - Western Mediterranean


A Tuscany - Rome




New Flash!

Betrayal in the Grecian peninsula! The Turkish forces have turned against Austria in a bloody coup - not only forcing the Austrian fleet out of Greece, but by assisting in a Russian advance into Serbia. While the Austrian's were able to hold onto Budapest and Vienna they have lost all other gains save for Venice! Meanwhile in the North the Russian push into Denmark, which was abandoned by the Germans, with the help of the English, and the English fleets move into Sweden. Other German setbacks include the lost of Holland to English fleets. Finally Italy is looking even worse for wear as yet another territory falls under enemy control, this time Rome being taken by the French.





With all this violence taking place people have seem to forgotten about the zombies which have already destroyed much of the population of Japan.




ORDERS/RESULTS:



Austria: 

A Budapest Supports A Bulgaria - Rumania (*Void*)

F Greece Hold (*Dislodged*)

A Serbia Supports A Bulgaria - Rumania (*Dislodged*)

A Trieste - Vienna (*Bounce*)


A Venice Supports A Tuscany - Rome




England: 

A Belgium - Ruhr (*Bounce*)

F English Channel - Belgium (*Fails*)

F Holland - Kiel (*Bounce*)

F North Sea Supports F Sweden - Denmark


F Norway - Sweden




France: 

F Gulf of Lyon Supports F Spain(sc) - Western Mediterranean

A Marseilles - Burgundy

A Picardy - Brest

F Spain(sc) - Western Mediterranean


A Tuscany - Rome




Germany: 

F Baltic Sea - Denmark (*Fails*)

A Berlin - Kiel (*Bounce*)

A Bohemia - Munich

F Denmark - Skagerrak

A Kiel - Ruhr (*Bounce*)





Italy: 

A Rome Supports A Tuscany - Venice (*Dislodged*)

F Tyrrhenian Sea - Naples

F Western Mediterranean - Tyrrhenian Sea




Russia: 

A Galicia - Vienna (*Bounce*)


A Rumania - Serbia

F Sevastopol Supports A Ukraine - Rumania

F Sweden - Denmark

A Ukraine - Rumania

A Warsaw - Silesia




Turkey: 

F Aegean Sea Convoys A Constantinople - Greece


A Bulgaria Supports A Rumania - Serbia

A Constantinople - Greece

F Ionian Sea Supports A Constantinople - Greece





Retreats:

France: Only one possible retreat - A Rom retreats to Apu (let me know if Retreat is OTB)


Austria: Both Greece and Serbia have one option for retreat - Alb. The other will retreat OTB - I assumed you'd keep the Army, let me know if you'd rather have the Fleet retreat to Alb and disband the army.





Builds/Removes:

Assuming retreats as mentioned above:

England Build 2

France Build 1

Germany Remove 2

Italy Remove 1


Russia Build 1

Turkey Build 1




Next Deadline:

Winter 1902 will be due Tuesday August 23, 2011 at 10:00pm EST (Wednesday August 24, 02:00 GMT).


If I receive full orders from everyone before Tuesday I'll send out a 12 or 24 warning and then adjud since minor seasons are usually quick.





















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DC 391: Fall 02 Adjud - nemo_sed_mori   (Aug 20, 2011, 8:54 pm)

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DC 391: Fall 02 Adjud - nemo_sed_mori   (Aug 20, 2011, 7:54 pm)

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DC 391: Fall 02 Adjud (dc391) nemo_sed_mori Aug 20, 08:54 pm
DC 391: Spring 1902 - nemo_sed_mori   (Aug 12, 2011, 9:03 pm)
Appreciated. Will send "official" email w/ file tomorrow. 

On Aug 12, 2011, at 9:57 PM, "Douglas Kent" <dougray30(at)yahoo.com> wrote:












I am retreating to Gal.  Sent to everyone so they don???t have to
wait.






 




From: NDM


Sent: Friday, August 12, 2011 6:22 PM


To: diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com ; Githraine(at)yahoo.com ; Alex Maslow
; Jack
McHugh ; JOHN CLARKE ; Michael Norton ; NICOL,
Alfred (AMN) ; dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com ; holyyakker(at)gmail.com


Subject: DC 391: Spring 1902




 



My
apologies for the delay - I had to fight back vicious zombies trying to eat my
tasty, tasty brains.


 


HEADLINE: The Slumbering Giant pushed back!






Russian armies were stunned when the combined Austrian forces not only
repelled their attack into Serbia, but were able to force their armies out of
the Budapest. Meanwhile Russia fared better in the north as English naval
support helped them to secure Sweden. Meanwhile in the southern climates Italian
naval forces advanced into the Western Mediterranean and the Tyrrhenian Sea
while French forces, again with the help of the Austrians pushed deeper into the
Italian peninsula. England's fleets began to mobilize as well, several with one
of them landing and claiming Holland from the Germans. Meanwhile Turkey remained
mostly motionless, the armies in Bulgaria and Constantinople apparently at a
standstill, leading to speculation that the commanders are in fact zombie lords
pausing for a snack of brains.


 


In foreign news, allegations have been made that several US Senators have
been victims of zombie attacks. "Look, they have no brains!" one doctor
exclaimed. However, others were quick to point out that in no way was an
abnormal characteristic and doctors are re-examining the Senators looking for
more relevant signs, such as bite marks.


 


Orders/Results:




Austria:


F Greece Hold


A Serbia Supports A Vienna - Budapest


A Trieste Supports A Serbia


A Venice Supports A Piedmont - Tuscany


A Vienna - Budapest


 


England:


A Belgium Supports F North Sea - Holland


F Edinburgh - North Sea


F London - English Channel


F North Sea - Holland


F Norway Supports F Gulf of Bothnia - Sweden


 


France:


F Marseilles - Gulf of Lyon


A Paris - Picardy


A Piedmont - Tuscany


F Portugal - Spain(sc)


A Spain - Marseilles


 


Germany:


A Berlin - Silesia (*Bounce*)


F Denmark Supports F Kiel - Baltic Sea


A Holland - Kiel


F Kiel - Baltic Sea


A Tyrolia - Bohemia


 


Italy:


F Naples - Tyrrhenian Sea


A Rome Hold


F Tunis - Western Mediterranean


 


Russia:


A Budapest - Serbia (*Dislodged*)


F Gulf of Bothnia - Sweden


A Moscow - Ukraine


A Rumania Supports A Budapest - Serbia


F Sevastopol Supports A Rumania


A Warsaw - Silesia (*Bounce*)


 


Turkey:


F Aegean Sea - Ionian Sea


A Bulgaria Hold


A Constantinople Hold


F Smyrna - Aegean Sea


 



Next Turn: Russia may either retreat to Gal or
Disband. Please let me know by Monday August 15th at 10:00PM EST (Tuesday Aug.
16, 02:00GMT).


Fall 1902 is Tentatively set for Friday Aug 19th
at 10:00PM EST (Sat Aug. 20, 02:00GMT).


 

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DC 391: Spring 1902 - nemo_sed_mori   (Aug 12, 2011, 6:22 pm)

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DC 391: Spring 1902 (dc391) nemo_sed_mori Aug 12, 09:03 pm
Appreciated. Will send "official" email w/ file tomorrow. 

On Aug 12, 2011, at 9:57 PM, "Douglas Kent" <dougray30(at)yahoo.com> wrote:












I am retreating to Gal.  Sent to everyone so they don???t have to
wait.






 




From: NDM


Sent: Friday, August 12, 2011 6:22 PM


To: diplomacyworld(at)yahoo.com ; Githraine(at)yahoo.com ; Alex Maslow
; Jack
McHugh ; JOHN CLARKE ; Michael Norton ; NICOL,
Alfred (AMN) ; dc391(at)diplomaticcorp.com ; holyyakker(at)gmail.com


Subject: DC 391: Spring 1902




 



My
apologies for the delay - I had to fight back vicious zombies trying to eat my
tasty, tasty brains.


 


HEADLINE: The Slumbering Giant pushed back!






Russian armies were stunned when the combined Austrian forces not only
repelled their attack into Serbia, but were able to force their armies out of
the Budapest. Meanwhile Russia fared better in the north as English naval
support helped them to secure Sweden. Meanwhile in the southern climates Italian
naval forces advanced into the Western Mediterranean and the Tyrrhenian Sea
while French forces, again with the help of the Austrians pushed deeper into the
Italian peninsula. England's fleets began to mobilize as well, several with one
of them landing and claiming Holland from the Germans. Meanwhile Turkey remained
mostly motionless, the armies in Bulgaria and Constantinople apparently at a
standstill, leading to speculation that the commanders are in fact zombie lords
pausing for a snack of brains.


 


In foreign news, allegations have been made that several US Senators have
been victims of zombie attacks. "Look, they have no brains!" one doctor
exclaimed. However, others were quick to point out that in no way was an
abnormal characteristic and doctors are re-examining the Senators looking for
more relevant signs, such as bite marks.


 


Orders/Results:




Austria:


F Greece Hold


A Serbia Supports A Vienna - Budapest


A Trieste Supports A Serbia


A Venice Supports A Piedmont - Tuscany


A Vienna - Budapest


 


England:


A Belgium Supports F North Sea - Holland


F Edinburgh - North Sea


F London - English Channel


F North Sea - Holland


F Norway Supports F Gulf of Bothnia - Sweden


 


France:


F Marseilles - Gulf of Lyon


A Paris - Picardy


A Piedmont - Tuscany


F Portugal - Spain(sc)


A Spain - Marseilles


 


Germany:


A Berlin - Silesia (*Bounce*)


F Denmark Supports F Kiel - Baltic Sea


A Holland - Kiel


F Kiel - Baltic Sea


A Tyrolia - Bohemia


 


Italy:


F Naples - Tyrrhenian Sea


A Rome Hold


F Tunis - Western Mediterranean


 


Russia:


A Budapest - Serbia (*Dislodged*)


F Gulf of Bothnia - Sweden


A Moscow - Ukraine


A Rumania Supports A Budapest - Serbia


F Sevastopol Supports A Rumania


A Warsaw - Silesia (*Bounce*)


 


Turkey:


F Aegean Sea - Ionian Sea


A Bulgaria Hold


A Constantinople Hold


F Smyrna - Aegean Sea


 



Next Turn: Russia may either retreat to Gal or
Disband. Please let me know by Monday August 15th at 10:00PM EST (Tuesday Aug.
16, 02:00GMT).


Fall 1902 is Tentatively set for Friday Aug 19th
at 10:00PM EST (Sat Aug. 20, 02:00GMT).


 
DC391: Winter 1901 - nemo_sed_mori   (Aug 04, 2011, 9:26 am)

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DC 391: August 1901 - nemo_sed_mori   (Aug 02, 2011, 7:14 pm)
The Italian army, in a frantic retreat fled from Venice, forgot they were not a fleet and fled into the Adriatic Sea. They actually were able to tread water for the better part of a week until they were devoured by zombie sharks.




Order:

Italy ordered the army in Venice to disband.




Build counts stand as mentioned in the previous email. I believe I most of the build orders in (I have not yet replied to emails) but never the less you still have 26 hours to change those orders.





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