(so your wanting me to have my men captured and sent to camps, or just the civilian part of the army and then a team of allied soldiers come and rescue them....)

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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(Soldiers would be went to POW camps, wouldn't they?)

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

yes...

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

yes...

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

solders do but spys not necessarily

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We are enslaved by freedom

(Grand old Doom and his realistic ideas again. Everybody get sent to camps?!? That would be good for a camp RPG but this is a WWII one and we have done almost no battle...one bomb scene and no economic differences,Just lots of diaaaaalogue. It's all god, but it seems like all of you are ready for a change..How about a plot jump?
Any other ideas?)

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Having waited I have been elf counseled towards peace -meaning of my name

"Under the spreading chestnut tree, I sold you and you sold me."

Aubrin's Right we need to change fast! but what to do? hmmmm? i'll think about it.)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

How about a brode cast is sent out to the troops to regroup, Bev gets jessica out but she is trusted even less when Bev reveals that her brother is the one leading the attacks, and then we sit in a large room plan an attack and do it. Also I thinck we need to intagrate a famous battle into it like D-day or something or other, also mabey a newsreports... Make it more realalistic, becouse the post is starting to stray to the ideal point of view and not the realalistic side.....

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
(\__/)
(+'.'+) BUNNY!
(")_(")

sounds good lets have a tea party! Bev you bring the scones ( what are those?) Tony bring the cookies, doom you bring the tea Aburin hmm bring the strawberry crumpets. mwhahahaa

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(Sorry to butt in again... but I can't resist this quip. Very creative name, Aubrin.)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(Yeah. Name not very creative, but oops. I was tired. I was being uncreative and I used an old pet name...not all bad memories so it's okay.
Scones...they are delicious pastries that are cooked til their rather brittle on the outside and crunchy on the inside and full of all desiriscious things like blueberry and strawberry and blackberry jam and marmalade. As said they are rather delectable.
We need to come up with a bit of drama to throw in. Perhaps a forced house arrest of the civilians to gather us and whispered gatherings of a new attack. A few try to sneak out...(maybe Miss Reiker and her beloved Anton?) and set off something confusing for an attack? I dunno. Just bouncing ideas)

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Having waited I have been elf counseled towards peace -meaning of my name

"Under the spreading chestnut tree, I sold you and you sold me."

( yes sounds good i'll start planning today this evening dad dosn't like me on the computer all day but thats ok i like cooking and playing spot the not)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(It would be good if maybe, Tony walks in on my little meal and nap, wouldn't you say, all?)

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

sounds good, i read this article on German POW camps in MIss. mwhahahaa i was a bit burntout on it for a few good reasons. one while we "saved " germen soldiers our own troops were being killedin german death camps pow camps yada yada, well then we treated these POW 's with more respect than they deserved....

http://mshistory.k12.ms.us/features/fea ... ofwar.html

go here to see what i was reading. so in conclusion the house arrest idea is a neto (pronounced Neee-to) idea from there we will need to find an idea that can lead us to a second base (allied) on the way conflicts will need to be made (escaping german troops the ss ect.)out right fighting won;t be needed so much not intel we get to the base when we get there we will have a hard time with first off Reiker and Anton both german this poses a problem.Bev you are British you fit in nicley with this whole set Aubrin you too do nicley Tony ....ummm imm still thinking Ivan you too. we will find a way to get you out. it's not real descriptive but it;s all i got for now.mwhahaha.
also just a side note i just realised i have never Read Anne franks Diary.... i have read the play seen the movie but never the book so i found it and bought it.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(Sounds good...make a plan..post a plan.
Waa.
Loved the link...the POW camp for the germans was like going to church camp...and we get shot or gassed. Fun.)

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Having waited I have been elf counseled towards peace -meaning of my name

"Under the spreading chestnut tree, I sold you and you sold me."

(I guess I'll continue?)

Bev woke up to the stirring of the curtains that covered the broken window that provided light to the dank cellar. (Too many prep. phrases!) She was cold, and covered in condensation. There must be a front coming in, she thought. She stretched and decided to clean up a bit. She covered the broken window witha piece of plywood from upstairs, and used some crates as funiture. SHe lit a lamp, and spread some ripped bedding on the stone floor. "It looks almost homey!" she said to her self with a laugh. She sat down with one of the books that Jessica had given her and read.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign