[ WP ] While playing a Civilization game you realize that your actions in the game seem to happen in real life .

The patriotic man that I am I immediately choose good ol' Washington and his indentured slave teeth. Once the map was shown it was all game. Treaties and open threats started to splurge against nations. I personally allied with Ghandi. I mean what's the man to do except starve in his house and make semi-decent attire. To make things even better with Ghandi I called war on Great Britain, our somewhat grumpy mother. The repeated drumming of breaking news on my television eventually got to be somewhat obnoxious in the background, so I turned it off. I finally encircled the so called unconquerable island where the games began. 
 
 The Mongrels kept off China, Scotland joined my England, and Finland was loosing to the Northern Russia. The map was quickly coming into my hands, I had the perfect generals, culture from french fires and the statue of liberty, and `` innovative'' government. I was a force to be reckoned with. 
 
 My armaments exhausted I was a savior, bringing the great American dream to the rest of the world. Only Ghandi was left probably knitting on his new sweater or something. Now was the perfect time to take a break and refill on beverages at the local gas station. As I left the house and started walking I looked up at the sky in a frenzied confusion as enormous mushroom clouds broke miles in front of me covering everything in its path. I envisioned the mocking face of Ghandi in my head. 

