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[armywithcountry]

[Hi there, Mayfield, are you tired of seeing babies everywhere yet?  No?  Good.  Because you're currently being stalked by one.  Doesn't matter where you are, there is now a filthy, smelly, screaming ten year old dropping down on your head from a nearby tree/roof/car and trying to smack you with a sword.  Strange, those red eyes, white hair, and

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[weiss_tank]

[A Wild Tree Prussia appears. Ken flails not to be knocked over]

Ow ow! Knock it off kid!

[weiss_tank]

No no! I'm not trying to attack you. Here. I'll put you down. [He sets him down gently]

Alright. I'll let him know if I see him, ok?

[willconvertyou]

[Debates going after him again. Hmm, maybe later.]

Um. Tell him not to go after any Cumans without me there! He's not allowed to have fun if I'm not!

And reconvert! I can't have a knight who doesn't believe in God, that's sacrilege!

[weiss_tank]

[W-what? Since when is he a knight? Well...it can't hurt to play along with the child for now.]

Well, for now, alright? Come on, where haven't you looked yet.

[The things he puts himself through for kids]

[willconvertyou]

You are? Great! Hahahahaha, God and my awesomeness wins again!

I don't know, I don't recognize anything here and there are all these metal demons screeching around and what if Hungary got eaten by one of them.

[weiss_tank]

[Playing along, playing along. It's just a game. Its FINE]

Eaten? Oh, don't worry. They aren't monsters and they don't eat people. Those are called cars and they're a way to get around the town.

[willconvertyou]

No, they're definitely demons! I saw people inside their stomachs! And there aren't even any horses! If it's not demonic, then it's witchcraft! Things shouldn't just move around on their own like that!

[weiss_tank]

Mm..no, they ride in them like...like...carts? Carriages? Eh...[Crap, he was always bad at explaining this stuff]

It's a little before where you're from.

[willconvertyou]

Carriages have horses, stupid! These things are being pulled by invisible monsters! Or witchcraft! They need to be defeated!

[weiss_tank]

They are not witchcraft! Ah....they work like...[what..what is old movable tech...er...]

Windmills?

[willconvertyou]

. . . they're powered by wind? Don't be stupid, the wind here isn't even strong enough for that!

[weiss_tank]

No that's not what I meant. They're powered like windmills, only they use fire instead of wind, but it's the same idea.

[willconvertyou]

OH MY GOD, THEY RUN ON HELLFIRE?!

[weiss_tank]

No, it's not hellfire. You can't get that up here. Ah...more like gunpowder. [Oh please let him have gun powder, that would make his life so much easier. Poor little kid...]

[willconvertyou]

[Sorry, Teuton is old-school.]

What's gunpowder? Some kinda food? Can I eat it?

[weiss_tank]

[Wow, he really is old school, shit.]

No! No you can't eat gunpowder. It's used for weaponry.