Yes, I was Italy, the backstabbing shit, and my entire game was waiting for a good backstab opp and then fucking it up
Early game I mostly spent thinking about how much I fucking hate playing Italy. You have to enlist a strong ally to get anything done, and it was tough in an anonymous game. Ultimately, the early offensives on Austria (MediantSamuel) gave me a path to survival, as he was desperate enough to trust my proposals implicitly. We were able to schedule some weird late-derivative Lepanto and, after a few delays, take out Turkey.
My original plan was to backstab Austria much earlier and carve him up with Russia (Viata), but he seemed reluctant to fully cooperate and also he kept making some weird ass moves, then seemed to give up. I decided (wrongly?) that he couldn't be relied upon and had to work with Austria, while the Franco-German alliance was succeeding over West.
And then I decided to be BFF with Austria 4eva, but we eventually seemed to hit a bottleneck: Italy fighting France in the Western med is the most annoying and pointless trench warfare ever, and the tiny bottlenecks around the Alps seemed unsuitable for a proper German offensive. I worried that we would not be able to quickly defeat Germany and get bogged down, and also that I would quickly end up the smallest of the 4 nations and the easiest to turn on. I resolved that if someone must stab to change the game it should be me. Thus the glorious snek stabs of 1908.
Having stabbed Austria, I thought France and Germany would be all aboard. Germany surely has no sane reason to fight a faraway Italy, and would use the chance to eat into the plump underbelly of the Austrian menace. Alas, apparently the Westerners thought that Austria was doomed and Italy was now the next great WMD, and turned on me too. Weird, because Austria alone could more or less hold his own against me.
I knew I would die and Germany would win, so basically every turn I kept scheming to try and persuade Francos and Austrians. I tried to hold on to the key homelands and retreat to defensible positions. Ultimately, I think the sheer visual effect of large areas like Moscow makes a difference: by 1914 it looks as if Germany has conquered half of Europe (not actually the case), and I could make amends with the now truly besieged Austria. After that, I think it was everyone's determination to finally end the game that sealed the alliance. I sure could have stabbed Austria with a 3-SC take otherwise...
The morale of the story is that
MediantSamuel and I are great friends, right? Right?