/éire/

>strategy game
>shows any sort of system
>woahh so complex!!

And this is how people fell for the HOI4 meme

Which ones though, and why? These are important questions.

Wouldn't dream of it desu. How about we help you instead?

>HOI4 meme
Do you believe HoI in general, or just HoI 4 specifically, to be less complex than most of their other games?
What strategy games do you like?

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I think I'm starting to dislike the taste of Coca-Cola.

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That's good, right? It's bad for you anyways?

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It's the same for MMOs, Mobas, management sims, rhythm games etc. You need to go to dedicated channels to get anything more than basic information for something specialised like that. The questions are probably designed for an audience that knows little or nothing about the series on a mainstream platform.

Oliver is a fag. Won't do anything. Bottler. Come get me, rectangle faced cunt with no personality.

Just throw yourself in front of Sigi

I don’t know what that is

The tram from Luxexpo to Rout Bréck is nicknamed Siggi

I still haven’t gone into the town proper yet

Cherry Pepsi max, my friend

Froggy?
>I still haven’t gone into the town proper yet
Didn't expect you to desu

Is it the norm for the finance people to just stay around the airport

Soft drinks are unhealthy

Not for permanent residents but you can tell who is "kënneg" and who is not
Findel really is shit desu

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But it’s nice to watch all the cargolux planes take off

Do you recognise the flag on this girl's jacket?

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Arm is sores.

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Oliver is a bottler.

Heard Howth has a disabled Somalian transexual midget prostitute gf

He also has alopecia.

Can confirm. It's the best a balding man can get.

Samefagging into next week. Kieran pls. You'd cry if you met me, you mentally ill faggot.

youtube.com/watch?v=C9lfDGBILMc

Literally

I was only relaying what I was told

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>Howth is so deluded that he can't believe that there can possibly be any more than one person on /éire/ who knows he's a faggot

>sigh

Grow up. That one might be you, whoever you are, but the others aren't. Someone is samefagging on levels unheard of.

>le howth le shitting it and le not want fight

Please, you faggots. You wouldn't last in my presence. I literally have no empathy (new age poppycock) and would stamp on your head vigorously. I would make that scene in American History X look like a party.

HAHAAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAJAHAAJAJAAHAHHHHAHAHAJAJAJAHA

KIERAN'S MAMMY IS BULLYING HIM AGAIN AND HE TAKE IT OUT ON LE HOWTH THEHRHEHHEEHEH

FUCK JEWNIPER TOO, CHOKE ON YOUR VOMIT YOU TRACKSUIT-WEARING NIGGER. GO SUCK OFF ELLEN, YOU QUEERS.

I AM THE ONLY REAL IRISHMAN LEFT, PAISLEY WAS MORE IRISH THAN YOU LOT.

So who exactly are you people?

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I thought this was Howths meme

Much more importantly, who are you?

Who are you

Why would you want to know?

I am me,you are you,but who are we?

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We're all fine upstanding lads, except Howth.

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>who are we?
The only decent posters left in /éire/.

Lost souls the lot of you

I'm sure you would love to know that
What makes you say that?

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Because HOI4 is drawing a line across a country, clicking Go and winning the game

>What strategy games do you like?
Vicky 2 is the most based, but if you're sticking with HOI, Darkest Hour is probably best

>What makes you say that?
Well all the maymaying about old autistic posters doesn't exactly reinforce confidence about the current quality.

If by each other you mean themselves.

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Did you mean to be philosophical or were you referring to anyone in particular?

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Any views on this movie? It seemed to review very well, think I'll settle in for the night to watch it.

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What should we maymay about instead

Someone recommend me anime, please

>were you referring to anyone in particular
Yes, primarily the few posts above that post which were people bickering with each other or the same person bickering with themself.

Oh, I believe I see what you mean, any idea what we could do about it?

It's old copypasta of things Howth posted years ago being reproduced to annoy him. It may be from one person or skype group coordination but there's definitely intent to wind him up and he takes the bait every time.

>It may be from one person or skype group coordination

You know exactly who it is.

It would be impolite to accuse.

Everyone knows exactly who it is

I don't keep up with personality politics, who is it?

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My beloved

Who are you?

Who are you?

>not keeping up with personality politics

Typical entitled millennial, not keeping up with the important issues of the day.

>tfw Windows can't update automatically anymore because there isn't enough free disk space
Genius.

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>having Windows updates enabled

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>implying you have a choice

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Who are you?

It's not funny anymore.

Bill Gates.

Bobby Sands.

WHO

Listening to a tune.
youtube.com/watch?v=v_3ks7-OjGc

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Really enjoying Mad Men, lads

Mad lad.

Politics LC in 4 days.
That's a subject now btw, but it's only a starter subject and I'm one of the first people who gets to do it so lucky me, I guess.

I love Ami-chan!

Was fun.

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'Twas.

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>comfiness
Are you a VIRM agent desu?! I should've known, the signs were there. Wanting us to abandon our physical bodies for VR and all the things.

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>Are you a VIRM agent desu?!
I neither confirm nor deny the charges.

>Wanting us to abandon our physical bodies for VR
Physically existing is overrated. Also you're the VR expert here.

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8 grand in cash. Going to France to buy a horse. Thought I would show off here first.

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Why do you need seven pairs of shoes?

>holding 8k in cash
Suspicious. Will be alerting the gardai immediately.

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All above board on my side, Frenchie asked for cash, why? well that's the problem of the French authorities problem.

A few pairs of runners, wellies, crocs, and some dressier shoes. All very practical.

Might have an early one lads...
Don't know what is coming over me.

>you're the VR expert here
Not sure I'm comfortable with that title. I only watch a few videos about it on the YouTubes.

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Quite enjoying this constant barrage of World Cup action. Nice to have Dundalk v Cork on RTÉ on the first break day of the World Cup too so everyone who is used to having a game to watch everyday will tune into that for their fix that day. League of Ireland is growing stronger, GAA is QUAKING in their boots. It's only a matter of time before the the LoI start playing games on Saturdays and Sundays for the final nail in the coffin to the GAA

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Did Windows updates strike again?

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>Might have an early one lads...
>on Saturday
Codladh sámh regardless.

>I only watch a few videos about it on the YouTubes
So you admit it.

I'm still alive, for now.

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>on Saturday
Tired though, really tireds. Plus my PC is acting up a bit and that drains me even further.
What productive things are you doing or have you done? Updated Windows at least, I hope.
>So you admit it.
I never admit things desu.

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Also apparently a KLK game was announced for next year. Will probably be shite.

Come out you Black and Tans! Come out and fight me like a man! Tell yer wife how you won medals down in Flanders, tell her how the IRA made ya run like hell away from the green and lovely lanes of killashandra

>my PC is acting up a bit and that drains me even further
Technical problems are very stressful, I can relate.

>What productive things are you doing or have you done?
Do you mean just tonight or my entire life? Because either way the answer is still nothing.

>Updated Windows at least
The funny thing is, even if I wanted to, my internet would probably conk out partway through.

>I hope
You monster.

Heard that, probably will but hey.

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Rebel songs make me wince. They're also sung by Sinn Féin fags who can't even speak Irish properly and think Nigerians are capable of being Irish

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Howth: The Redemption Arc: The Man, the myth, the legend: In Four Acts or maybe more though likely less

Act 1

The air was still, not even the rhythmic swishing of Howth's dashing velvet cape stirred the rarefied Swedish atmosphere as he strode into the mosque, his long powerful strides, purposeful, resembling the sauntering lion loose on the high plains.

Normally Howth would not come within 100 kilometres of a mosque, such was his disdain for it's inferior architecture in comparison to the great European medieval cathedrals, though he despised all Judeo-Abrahamic religions equally with pious fervour. But Howth was on a mission, and Howth was nothing if not a man of action, fittingly for he was the original inspiration for Action Man.

The mosque was the headquarters of an insidious chapter of his longstanding nemisis' organization, which was intent on the undermining and sullying of European culture. His longstanding nemisis had retreated into the shadows after their last final battle, but was still pulling the strings from behind the scenes of Merkel and Soros et al.

He hoped he could get a lead on his whereabouts here, and if he got to stomp on some Muslim faggots' heads while at it then all the merrier. Howth would never pass up the chance to demolish the craniums of some ethnic minorities beneath his size 22 Doc Martens.

Howth's eyes, hard as Krupp steel, blue as the Hope diamond and as sharp as a SS Ehrendolch surveyed the inside of the mosque as he entered, ducking his head below the 7 foot lintel though it still brushed against his full head of luxuriant well groomed locks. Naturally well groomed one must add, as personal hygiene was for homosexuals and Howth was nothing if not a virile heterosexual male whose sexual exploits were legendary, nay, mythical.

Inside the mosque was an assortment of non-white foes with sub machine guns, praying to Allah, dealing drugs and grooming European children. They enraged Howth, but no matter.

They would be a paltry trifle, easily dispatched by Howth's martial arts prowess, martial arts he had learned 1000 years ago in an ancient and forgotten Buddhist monastery high on the slopes of the Himalayas, where he had wandered after his self imposed exile from Ireland, though that was a different story for another time.

Drawing his knife, which he called "Jaggy" for it's jagged edge, as Howth never used a gun, since they were cowardly faggot weapons for faggots and weaklings and he preferred to be up close and use a blade, so he could feel his enemies pain, look into their dulling eyes and relish their contorted agonised faces as the surprise of life faded.

He snarled to himself, his lip curled into a vicious contemptuous sneer as the insurgents into Europe noticed him, noticed who he was and they cowered and whimpered and began to flee, though some in desperation opened fire on him; others on themselves. He licked the dried blood on his blade, pulled up his tights, as all superheros wore tights and Howth was nothing if not a superhero and charged at his foes, his devilish cape flailing heroically behind him, dodging bullets and back flipping over obstacles in his way. He slashed indiscriminately at necks, brandishing his blade left and right, hacking at exposed pieces of flesh, bathing in the blood of his foes, savouring their anguish. "Take this and that, and this! DIE DIE DIE!", he yelled, slashing at one non-whites throat he laconically opined, "Howth's you like these Adams' apples!" removing them with one expert swish of his deadly blade, he smiled smugly to himself and indulgently giggled teehee, amused at his own witty quips.

After several long seconds of battle all was still. A few non-whites still squirmed on the ground, desperately trying to place vital organs back into their bodies which had been removed with all the expertise of a surgeons precision.

>Do you mean just tonight or my entire life?
Tonight primarily, and who ever does productive things with their life? Get stressed from work, sleep, the end.
>You monster
Has to be done, is the truth.

You've a deadly obsession with Nigerians...

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Taking a shallow breath as he had not expired one iota of energy in the battle his attention was drawing to a desk in the corner of the mosque. Traipsing large footprints of blood over to it, he ruffled through it, looking for clues as to the whereabouts of his nemesis. Anything. Any clue would do.

At the foot of the desk was a non white, still with breath in his body, gasping for life. Their eyes met and the non white shivered in fear. "Where is he", murmured Howth in a rumbling tone, who never raised his voice as he had never had a need to. Choking on blood the non white pleaded for his life. Howth placed his boot over his throat to emphasize the point and the non white with his near dying breath uttered three single letters in the English alphabet.

Howth closed his eyes and nodded to himself and pressed firmly down with his boot, extinguishing the life of the non white, a small mercy.
The dawning realization came to Howth, where his longstanding nemesis resided, and lost in thought he almost didn't notice the creature sneaking up on him. Almost.

Suddenly behind him, Howth's super sharp senses heard a rustle. He turned, immediately charging a kamehama, but he let it dissipate on his palms. Twas only a cat. It hopped up to him, curling itself affectionately around his leg and purred, sensing Howth's deep innate power, submitting itself to him as all animals did. Howth briefly considered snapping the animals neck as cats were fag animals for fags, but he soon relented upon the idea. There had been enough killing here tonight and there would be no more, as Howth was nothing if not merciful.
Centering his chi with a few short breaths, and replenishing his mana, he left, the cat in tow, entranced at his raging masculinity and dashing good looks, not unlike Errol Flynn or a young Bill Shatner. The sound of sirens in the distance could be heard, but by the time the police arrived Howth was long gone... leaving behind only carnage and destruction is his terrible wake.

I have a theory about Howth

Is it about his pipe?

Is it that he doesn't really exist, or perhaps that he is the alter-ego of one of the other personalities? I love plot twists like that.

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