World Cup 64 RP Thread

by **Barunia** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 9:34 am

GAME FOURTEEN
Michelangelo Willans
The agony of defeat. As the final whistle went on the Suns home game against Taeshan, Michel felt it deeply. Four goals. The Suns had never had that many goals scored against them, ever. And Michel, the custodian of the goals, bore it with depressed silence. Four-one at home. What's worse, Wiggens had informed them after the match that the Suns had dropped to fourth place in the group, although Michel consoled himself with the fact that Taeshan were unbeaten in the group, and neither Hutt River in second or Powersith in third had faced them in the second round.

Taeshan's unbeaten record at least gave Michel some consolation for the loss, although they would have preferred a scoreline like the first round, where they lost one-nil. Taeshan had dominated from the start, and Barunia simply never had the ball long enough to do anything with it. The only cheery moment for Barunia came when Castolo scored with a header from a Horatio Montpya cross. At that point Taeshan were two up, and they never let the lead slip, scoring two more in the second half to hand Barunia their biggest defeat.

Joric Ruskin
Agony. Joric drifted between a world of unconsciousness and a world of pain. he wasn't sure what happened after the grenade went off. He remembered trees, the sun shining, and the sound of gunfire. A truck, the smell of petrol and the roar of an engine. Then nothing..wait…a throbbing noise…helicopter blades? Had he been taking somewhere. People in masks, leaning over him, a sweet smell, then blackness. How long ago had that been? Hours? Days? Months? He wasn't sure. His memory was fragmented, unsure, the only constant was the burning pain in his legs whenever he was awake.

Football. He was playing, leading the Suns again. Lifting the World Cup. They'd won the World Cup. Was it really that late? He looked down at his legs. There was not a mark on them. Had it really happened? Or had it all been a dream? Or was this the dream, and reality the nightmare? He didn't know anymore. He didn't know.

by **Bears Armed** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 10:43 am

"Heyyah, Urra."

"Heyyah, Marra."

"I'm just heading out for lunch: You coming along? There's a new pizza place, over on Athanabarr Street East, that's supposed to be verry good..."

"Hrright, that's hwhat I've heard too.
"Hr'rmm, I'll meet you there in a few moments, just want to finish typing-up this before I leave."

"Hokay.
"Is it maybeso an article for the Bear Necessities* about the Belles' last match, and how their 'Goals Against figure for this Cup's qualifiers increased by fourEights-in-the-yonkh** because of that game's rresult?"

"Ur'rmm, no, actually: It's an article for a Superhero Comics fandom website about the 'Justice Force of Amberica'..."

"Oh well..."

The Justice Force of Amberrica

A short history

This team was originally founded at some point in the late autumn or early winter of 1940AU, shortly before Amberrica entered Weird War II: The precise details surrounding that event are still classified, but rumour has it that a group of heroes teamed up (at the suggestion of President Rosefield himself) to investigate rumours that the nation of Vermany’s “RATZI” leadership had obtained a mystic artefact of great power known as the ‘Tears of Destiny’, thwarted a covert attack (that hadn’t been preceded by a declaration of war) by super-powered Verman agents against an important target of some kind within Amberrica itself — maybeso that nation’s own political leadership — and then agreed that continuing to work together would make sense. The Force was active right through that war, both as the basic team itself and as the core of a larger organisation called the ‘Justice BearTalon’ into which all —or, anyhows, almost all — of the nation’s superheroes and other “costumed crimefighters” had also been drafted for the duration. Unfortunately the enemy leaders were able to use the Tears of Destiny and another ancient artefact (the one that was and is called the ‘Holy Gruel’) to work a ritual of great strength that effectively barred the Force’s & BearTalon’s most powerful members — along with the most powerful heroes of Amberrica’s allies in the great fight to defend freedom, too — from operating within or even very close to enemy-held territory, but those heroes still proved very useful to the cause by battling against saboteurs and other enemy agents (some of whom were themselves super-powered) on the home front instead. They also helped Amberrica during those years, of course, by continuing their campaign against home-grown criminals — of both conventional and super-powered varieties — as well. Two members of the JFA were actually killed by enemy forces during the war, although in one of those cases the dead bear was quickly replaced in his heroic persona by his own younger brother and most people didn’t realise that this changeover had occurred.

A majority of the Justice Force’s surviving members remained active during the immediate post-war period too, and some additional heroes joined the team then as well, with ‘Red’ agents and even extraterrestrial invaders added to their roster of opponents. They kept up the good fight even after another [& slightly, but by less than a year, newer] team that had also been merged into the ‘Justice BearTalon’ while that existed, a group that was known as ‘The Seven Warriors of Winning’, disappeared under mysterious circumstances in 1947. This situation, however, was not to continue right through until the present day…
A rising tide of suspicion about the motives of these “bears of mystery”, fuelled in part by the writings of psychologist Fhredderrekh Beartham but led by politicians who in certain cases may have been worried that shady elements in their own pasts might be uncovered by the crime-fighters, led in 1951 to an official demand from the ‘Joint Congressional Un-Amberrican Activities Committee’ that either the Justice Force must be placed firmly under government control or its members must publicly unmask… to which the heroes responded by declaring their organisation dissolved. And then in 1954, by which time most of the heroes had “retired” anyway, a public enquiry — commonly referred to nowadays as the ‘Bertham Report’, after the author of its official summary — blamed the heroes for attracting and thus even for indirectly promoting some of the very problems against which they fought a frederal law was passed actually making almost all such “costumed vigilantism” illegal… unless, that is, its practitioners were government agents.
A smaller team of “costumed operatives” that was more firmly under the Amberrican government’s control had actually existed from 1943 onwards, but most of its members weren’t replaced when they chose to retire from that career at various dates between 1947 and 1954 and by the latter date it was effectively defunct anyway.

Only four from the original generation of heroes remained publicly active on a freelance basis after that, the so called ‘Fabulous Four’ as they were sometimes referred-to by the media although they only rarely operated together as a team (namely Superbear, who had been the very first superhero to appear in public, whose great popularity and general usefulness had led to him being granted a special exemption from that law; Splendour Shebear, who was protected from prosecution by friends in high places and who [as a visiting Dramazon princess] seems to have been covered by diplomatic immunity to a surprising extent too; and the ‘dynamous duo’ of OwlBear and Hrraven [the former ‘Boarlet Wonder’, who by now was an adult], who had always been secretive and whom the police in their home town of Gorram City generally seemed “mysteriously” unable or even unwilling to try apprehending…): The older three of these had all been members of the JFA throughout its previous existence, on at least an ‘honorary’ basis, although none of them had been amongst the most frequent participants in its missions. However it is now known that several other heroes continued their work more quietly, whether in plain clothes or by using their powers to avoid identification or simply by limiting their battles against alien menaces & other problems to areas that were out of the public eye…
The level of activity by ‘super-villains’ did seem to decline quite significantly during those years, as Beartham had forecast would be the case without many costumed heroes around to “inspire” them, but it seems likely that — as some supporters of costumed heroism said at the time — this was also partly because those villains who remained active as criminals mostly didn’t want to see their actions lead to superheroes in general being authorised to resume activity again and therefore commonly switched to less flashy styles of operation. It is reckoned by some experts nowadays that, for the period when so many superheroes were effectively pushed into retirement, dealing with the problems that they would otherwise have handled cost society more in the way of lost lives, property damage, and successful crimes, than would have been the “price” due for allowing the JFA and other heroes to continue their operations onwards from the post-war period without official hindrance instead.

However it took only a few years for the fickle tide of public opinion to swing back into the heroes’ favour, and the fact that Amberrica continued to face those problems caused by various Red agents, hostile extraterrestrials, mad scientists, and occasional super-villains, was obviously one reason for this. The rising tide of interest across the nation in both advanced science and the occult probably helped too, because so many amongst the most powerful of the known superheroes had exemplified one or the other of those fields, whilst the fact that the frederal government wanted to redeploy some of its own resources from dealing with those threats at home for use with more proactive policies elsewhere helped to reduce the level of disapproval from that direction.
And so, when the aquatic, extraterrestrial, mind-controlling menace that bears called Squiddo came upon the scene in 1960, and the heroes who teamed up to defeat this threat could not keep their actions as secret from the news media and general public as they apparently had done in the case of two or three previous collaborations against alien invaders, their victory was shortly followed not only by a presidential pardon for that unauthorised use of superpowers (as Superbear had told those other heroes, beforepaw, he was fairly certain would be the case…) but also by a quick repeal of the law under which such actions had been prohibited… and within only a few months that group had become the nucleus of a formally-revived JFA, with other heroes old and new coming forwards to join its ranks. In fact there were times during the following decade when this reborn Justice Force’s membership came close to rivalling that of the wartime Justice BearTalon in number, but a smaller “first team” that was derived more closely from the refounding group was generally acknowledged as existing at its core just as the original JFA had been the main nucleus around which the BearTalon was formed: The members of this inner team, who tended to include most of the overall Force’s most powerful heroes (and who also, not coincidentally, often tended to be ones who could dedicate more of their time to ‘superheroic’ activities than could many of the overall Force’s other members), normally met and worked together more frequently than did those of any comparably-sized grouping from within the JFA as a whole although a fairly active team also came to exist within the ‘Three Cities’ area (comprising, from west to east: Gorram City, New Boarrekh City, and Metroboris…) — the most populous cluster of settlements in all of Amberrica — when various other survivors of the JFA’s first incarnation decided to resume activity in this way.

This division of the Justice Force into two sections, a ‘first team’ and the remainder, was formalised by a reorganisation at the end of the first decade after the JFA’s revival. From 1970 onwards there have therefore been two distinct but allied organisations, each of which has its own role but can and does also serve as a source of aid for the other _
‘JFA (International)’ is the successor to the earlier ‘first team’, and contains most of the overall organisation’s more powerful members, partly because those also tended to be the heroes with the more ‘exotic’ origins (rather than ones who had had reasonably ordinary Amberrican backgrounds before they donned their costumes), and mainly operates—quite frequently in conjunction with various heroes who come from other countries, too — to handle problems that [at least potentially] menace all the peoples of Urrth as a whole. Its headquarters is in a satellite, orbiting high above the planet, that was actually constructed out there in space (mainly by the heroes themselves) and that incorporates various pieces of technology that were “borrowed” from assorted extraterrestrial sources… including a set of so-called ‘transvectors’ that can move people directly and almost-instantaneously up to the satellite itself from other such devices that have been positioned at a number of “relevant” locations on Urrth or down from the satellite not only to any of those devices but also to almost any out-of-doors spot on the planet’s surface as well!
‘JF of Amberrica (Home)’ does still feature some heroes of considerable power and fame in its ranks, alongside those of lesser renown, although in some cases those are old-timers who are only occasionally active in superheroic affairs nowadays: Its members generally concentrates on dealing with the more localised fight against “ordinary” super-villains (as well as any genuinely mundane criminals who cross its members paths) within the USA itself. Its headquarters is in [and beneath] the New Boarrekh brownstone that the ‘Three Cities’ team was already using as their base.
Some heroes who formerly belonged to the ‘Home’ team have subsequently transferred into the ‘International’ one instead, although there have also already been a few moves in the opposite direction too, but both groups are emphatic that the ‘JFA (Home)’ should not be seen as being primarily a source of “qualified” recruits for the ‘JFA (International)’ side of things: After all, apart from the fact that the ‘Home’ team actually contains some heroes who have significantly more experience each in this field than do certain of the ‘International’ team’s members, there’s also a separate super-team called the 'New Toyrans' which was originally founded by various JFA members’ ‘kid sidekicks’ but that currently exists specifically so that new heroes can gain experience under veterans’ guidance and that is therefore really a better fit for the “training squad” role.

OOC

* "the Bear Necessities" = a major newspaper, that I've used in various previoud RPs.
** "fourEights-in-the-yonkh" _ literally "four eights out of eight eights", but a more colloquial translation from Urso-English into either British English or American English would be "fifty percent".

Re the JFA's history _
JFA's first incarnation, 1940-'51, basically= DC's "Justice Society of America".
"Justice BearTalon" basically = DC's '"All-Star Squadron" (although the JSA was known as the 'Justice Battalion' for part of WW2)
"Seven Warriors of Winning" basically = DC's "Seven Soldiers of Victory".
The refounded JFA's "first team" and later "JFA (International)" basically = DC's "Justice League of America"
"Squiddo" basically = DC's "Starro" (but cephalopod rather than starfish, of course)
The "Three Cities" team within the revived JFA, and later the New Boarrekh-based team within "JFA (Home)", basically = DC's revival of the JSA after the creation of the JLA (but in this case on the same world as the latter team right from the start of their shared continuity)
The "New Toyrans" basically = DC's "Teen Titans/New [Teen Titans)" (and the city of 'Toyr' was an Ursine counterpart to Troy, at least in the back-story of the religion called 'Ursionity' to which I've referred in various previous RPs, whose warriors were famed for their courage, determination and ability...)

by **Kandorith** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 10:50 am

Xiangzhóu News:SPORTS

Staggering Defeat for Kandorith.

After the success of the second round of the qualification round, the Kandorese national team might be in trouble. With an almost flawless start once again, Kandorith was assured of the second place within the group; now they will once again have to fight viciously for it.

The coach and players weren't open for comments on their recent loss, as training for the next matches have been planned ever since; although we know they will give their full one-hundred percent to achieve the goal of qualifying for the first time in the history of Kandorese football. The defeat does not mean all is lost yet, but it will be a tough road to keep the second place to reach the play-offs, as the first position seems to be completely out of reach for the team.
With according to the coach, the team being fully fit again after the last match, the hopes are high. The supporters of the national team are prepared for a party, no matter what. Voices are also overheard that Méng will save Kandorith from failing in the last matches and even carry them trough the play-offs. In earlier interviews Méng already stated he will give his full dedication to try and snatch the last few wins for the supporters, along with the other players from the National team. All of them seem to be utterly dedicated to winning at least a play-off position.

Tonight Kandorith will face Vilita again, which was a tough opponent resulting in a loss the last time they met. The coach said the team had some new tricks up their sleeves to at least try and snatch a draw against the number one of the group, another loss for Kandorith will make the road increasingly tough. With only a four and five point difference with Svengada and Turori, Kandorith must show their best side starting tonight. We know the team will show their best side and dedicate themselves to placing for the play-offs, for the first time in Kandorese football history.

"A wise man once said "The secret of success is to offend the greatest number of people." And that is exactly what we are going to do; to create an upset in the World Cup and write football history, while giving an amazing show of how to play to our opponents" according to Head Coach Xíanjí.

Jiayoú Kanduó! Red Dragons will spread their wings to victory.

by **Qazox** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:09 am

A 3-3 draw with Gaveo has left Qazox just 1 point ahead of Cassadaigua for 2nd place with 4 games remaining. Polar Islandstates' lead is now 6 points, while that deficit is not insurmountable, it has PIS on the verge of clinching the automatic berth to the World Cup win with a win and a Qazox loss. As to last night's affair, the Eagles blew a 3-0 lead, after goals from Daeandra Atreau (22nd), Florence Schumer (29th) and Jesse Hilton (36th). But Gaveo's Sebastian Cadiz scored in the 43rd minute to begin the comeback. A goal from Cesar Milano in the 55th minute made it 3-2 and the 70th minute Santiago Rojas tied the match.

STATS
Possession
QZX 48.3%
GAV 51.7%

Shots
QZX 12
GAV 13

On goal
QZX 6
GAV 7

Corners
QZX 8
GAV 4

Fouls
QZX 13
GAV 15

Cards: None
Attendence: 85,145
Referee: Trevor Munoz (Khytenna)

by **Slembana** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:10 am

"We won, Jyvx."

"I know, Aaron. It's our third win in a row."

"What was the score?"

"We won 1-0."

"Against who?"

"Rodard. They're ranked 337th."

"Who scored?"

"Dennis Valfern."

"What position are we in the group?"

"We're still 5th."

"Who are our next opponents?"

"Shadowbourne. They're ranked 167th, but are 4th in the group."

"I hope we win. However, we'll probably lose."

"True dat."

"Bye Jyvx."

"Bye Aaron."

by **Antoletia** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:21 am

"Well that sucks."

"Yeah, another tie."

"We should just root for the Krytenians the rest of the tournament, less heartbreak."

"Barely."

"Yeah, but still better."

"Seems legit."

Goalscorers
Filip Constantinescu - 7
Hiarchratez - 4
Anton Gregovich - 2
Raphael - 2
Gheorghe von Leeweonheouck - 2
Mathew Cannibus - 1
Clyde Dickens - 1
Gabriel Mohammed - 1
Preya Pavelski - 1
Stefan Sala - 1

by **Boring Paradise** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:27 am

Group 7

Khytenna (#73)
Mangolana (#207)
Starblaydia (#6)
Shining Armour (#310)
Fulflood (#214)
Boring Paradise (#46)
Nova Cambria (#UR)
Vettrera (#119)
Swyftlandre (#114)
Kiryu-shi (#22)

MD1: 1-0 Fulflood (A)
MD2: 0-2 Kiryu-shi (A)
MD3: 3-0 Nova Cambria (H)
MD4: 0-1 Vettrera (A)
MD5: 4-0 Swyftlandre (H)
MD6: 2-1 Khytenna (A)
MD7: 2-1 Mangolana (H)
MD8: 1-4 Starblaydia (A)
MD9: 2-1 Shining Armour (H)
BYE
MD10: 2-1 Fulflood (H)
MD11: 2-3 Kiryu-shi (H)
MD12: 4-2 Nova Cambria (A)
MD13: 3-0 Vettrera (H)
MD14: 2-1 Swyftlandre (A)
MD15: Khytenna (H) Win
MD16: Mangolana (A) Win
MD17: Starblaydia (H) Draw
MD18: Shining Armour (A) Win

Expected: 13-1-4 (40 Points)

World Cup Blog|This May Be Our Chance Part 2

This Time we have a less likely chance of getting in. We are ~~six~~ four points behind Kiryu-shi with ~~six~~ four games left. Boring Paradise ~~and Kiryu-Shi~~ still have to face Starblaydia in the next couple of weeks. ~~These two~~This match ~~matches~~ may decide what the future for Boring Paradise in this World Cup. This is more interesting than I thought it would be. This may be good news or even bad news but we need to get ourselves together and work like a team like we did last time. Well then as I have missed all the blogs from my last Recap. I am now going to talk about the Matches from ~~Mangolana in Matchday 7 to~~ Nova Cambria in Matchday 12 and Swytlandre in Matchday 14. Then I will see how much time I will have to type anything else important. Such as the arrival of the two new strikers who will play internationally and a midfielder from the days before the youngsters, to replace the current youngsters... (Extract from Part 1)

Starting off with the match against the last place team, Nova Cambria. This a was great reverse fixture when we beat them 3-0 at home we won away as well. So it was another great result for Boring Paradise as they keep at six points behind second, Kiryu-Shi and eight points behind Starblaydia. If these two teams were worse than we would have a gone through to the World Cup by the end of qualifying. To the actual match now, against Nova Cambria. In the first half there were not that many chances made by the Nova Cambrian team as they only went past the midfield once and then it was stopped by the defenders instead. Raiyaan Malik, scored a goal from some distance which was supposed to be a cross but it was messed up with a tackle, referee gave advantage and allowed the goal. In the beginning of the second half the Nova Cambrian Striker came on from the bench to score straight afterwards. Sameer Jaklim came with a head into the back of the net from a corner kick which was taken by Kevin Harris. Then came another goal the same Nova Cambrian Striker this made the score 3-2 for the home side, until the point Raiyaan Malik came with a perfect strike at goal. This was another victory for Boring Paradise.

Matchday 13 made our day as we won against the team that beat us by cheating. We had got our own back on them in the home fixture against Vettrera. In our away fixture we lost by luck 3-2. Now it was to take revenge. Raiyaan Malik was the first one to make it happen, with a pass from Sameer Jaklim from the right wing, Raiyaan Malik got it timed perfectly and went into the back of the net with Granton Harrisburg confused for the next couple of minutes. Sameer Jaklim got a goal past Granton Harrisburg as well with a run from the half way line clearing his markers from side to side. That was quite skillful by the yongster he has never done that before in front of my eyes. Then the final goal by Raiyaan Malik had been a good one, he had the ball in his finish, then he got tackled from the front. He jumped over him with the ball as well, he started running at the net and it shot itself Raiyaan Malik had a ghostly presence with him that got the goal. The team and fans were just staring at Raiyaan Malik who was really confused.

The ghostly presence came back for the match against Swyftlandre in Matchday 14. It was quite hard to see it but it was there on our side of the game. He seemed to only be helping Raiyaan Malik in the match. It was surprising, Sameer Jaklim told me he saw something next Raiyaan Malik in the tunnel before the match, it look like it was his father but he was not sure what it really was. He was the only one who had saw him even Raiyaan Malik could not see it. I am getting worried about Jaklim he maybe needs a rest after the Qualifying stage.

The game itself was ghostly. It seemed like it stayed close to Raiyaan Malik for the game. He even helped him, it was like he was some sort of guardian angel to me. Sameer Jaklim was the first goalscorer with a free kick. Then in the 33rd minute Darell E. White scored the equalizer for Swyftlandre Team. Raiyaan Malik's Angel scored the next and last goal of the match with a fake header by Raiyaan Malik. It did not even touch his head at all where I was standing and watching.

More on the Ghost Stories hopefully tomorrow.

Luke Homewood, out

Group 7                             Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts 
 1 Starblaydia                          14   11   3   0    40   18  +22    36
 2 Kiryu-shi                            14   11   1   2    39   16  +23    34
 3 Boring Paradise                      14   10   0   4    28   17  +11    30
 4 Khytenna                             14    9   1   4    39   28  +11    28
 5 Vettrera                             14    8   1   5    31   25   +6    25
 6 Swyftlandre                          14    6   1   7    25   32   −7    19
 7 Fulflood                             14    3   2   9    13   17   −4    11
 8 Mangolana                            14    3   2   9    16   28  −12    11
 9 Shining Armour                       14    3   0  11    16   29  −13     9
10 Nova Cambria                         14    0   1  13    12   49  −37     1

by **Taeshan** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 11:31 am

12-2 and 0. The Purple Knights beat up upon current second place fighters Barunia, all but putting them in the finals. A point gained in the next match will see them through, a point in any match the rest of the season will see them through. Still four games to go and the Knights are still among the undefeated. They now head home to play Hutt River in a game that should allow them to advance to the finals unless they somehow fail to gather a point against the other big second place fighters.

Against Barunia the Knights got an early lead with a nice header from defender Lydie in the 11th minute. Only a bit later the Knights made it a two to zero affair with a second goal from striker Brian Ibrahim, the home side however would then make it 2-1 before the half scaring the Knights a bit, but in the second the Knights continued to show why they are dominating their group. A third goal came from striker Brian Kljestan in for Ibrahim, and finally Ender Wiggin scored his 12th of the campaign just before taking the rest of the day off. The Knights finished out the game with a nice long 20 minutes of fun keepaway.

Goalscorers
Ender Wiggin - 12
Brian Ibrahim - 4
Brian Kljestan - 3
Gwyn Juniper - 2
Aaron Conrad - 1
Seth Clapton - 1
Tyler Icicle - 1
Jeremy Jaffacake - 1
Kyle Laravy - 1
Lydie - 1
Xavier Ptolemy - 1

by **High Heels** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:08 pm

Jaykay Cone • Astasia Spool

Hey, Caroline, do you like your new hat? And are we set for the Biggest Game Ever?

If Caroline Cowboy was upset by Retatyn TU getting knocked out of the Globe Cup she sure didn't show it. Or maybe she just took it out on Gyatso-kai. Anyway, she scored three goals and Kaisa Cuban played through her "Meh" sex scandal and stopped a couple of potential equalizers as the Foxes upset heavily-favored Gyatso-kai 3-2 here in High Heels Stadium. This puts Caroline at 14 goals in World Cup qualifying, well ahead of Nicolene Wedge's nine for top honors on the team thus far. And the win, our ninth in 14 games, moved us to within one point of a possible qualification playoff.

Which is why we're staring at a Biggest Game Ever. The next game is in Mapletish against the top team in the group, one that drilled us by five goals on the first leg. Beating them in their house will be a tall order. But our ladies never expected to be this close, and excitement is sky-high. It could work for us or against us.

So back to sex. (That got your attention.) Neither of us has ever seen such a lousy excuse for a scandal. Really. So what if once she kissed a girl and liked it? Kaisa's lived in a fishbowl for 10 years. We know everyone she's ever dated, everyone she's ever looked at, hell, every guy who's tried to cop a . . . well, you get it. One fling doesn't mean anyone's coming out or anything. Word is the quack suing Kaisa's just a schmuck hoping to score a big settlement and dump his wife for a new trophy. Don't give in, girlfriend.

by **Akbarabad** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:18 pm

Win keeps Tiger Eaters in the hunt for the playoffs.

(Akbarabad Press, AP): A comfortable 3-0 home win over visiting New Ecopia, coupled with a defeat for Kulverint against group leaders Valanora, means that Akbarabad are now joint second on points. We still trail in goal difference however, and we have a return game against Valanora still to play, so we are from from favourites for clinching that playoff spot.

We can only hope that Kulverint continues to stumble and actually drops some more points against lower ranked teams. Their remaining fixtures seems so much easier than ours and it is difficult to see them suffering another loss, given they opponents they will have to face. Nevertheless, all the team can do now is ensure that they win all of their remaining games from here on out and materially demonstrate that they are far more deserving of qualification.

Akbarabad 3–0 New Ecopia
(Rezaul Karim 8", Zahid Hassan 49", 84")

by **Svengarda** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:40 pm

"We've taken several bullet holes to the rotor blades" radioed the pilot of the chopper back to the temporary operations base in Mac's Diner. The commander of the IB Squadron, Roben Kulmala, put his head on the table and exhaled heavily. This was supposed to be just a routine mission to catch some Art theives who'd escaped the clutches of domestic police.

When the door opened, his day got a lot worse. In shuffled an IB soldier, the captain of the squadron.

"Sir. We've lost three men"

"What?"

"They rushed Private Laaksonen, and Corporal Sami and Private Senthonen did of close-range shotgun rounds."

Kulmala was silent, followed by another, longer, exasperated groan.

"Fuck this" He muttered "Fuck it all. We came here for just a routine mission. Why couldn't we just level this town with a drone and be done with it."

"Because this isn't our country"

"I know its not our fucking country!"

"Sir. Please, we're all as distraught as you are. We just need to focus and nail these bastards, and we can give those guys what they deserve."

"You're right. Let's 'em"

Kulmala strapped on his bullet-proof vest and donned his helmet, whilst loading his personal revolver. He stepped out onto the street and looked both ways. The two soldiers who were near the grenade were dazed and getting back to their feet. The captain beckoned for them to follow him. Behind him were the three soldiers as they tracked up the hill towards the gang.

Kirt eyed the four from his vantage point on the side of the hill, and then he made his way back to the gang, who were waiting just behind the bend of the road. Kirt arrived before the IB, and they geared up for a head-on assault.

"Give it all" were Kirt's only words as they readied themselves.

One of the soldiers was the first to round the hill, and not suspecting the gang this early, he walked right into their trap and he dropped straight to the floor under the storm of bullets. There were shouts, followed by the hiss of a smoke grenade, and suddenly the air was filled with a thick grey smoke. No-one could could see anything, but there was a torrent of gunfire, so each man got to the floor. The IB retreated as the smoke disapated, and Kirt was the first to rise. He kicked Ransu lightly to signal to him that it was clear to come up. Kirt then moved across to Finn, who was laying face down some yards away. He did not respond when Kirt gave him the tap, and Kirt's heart race increased. Not now, not after all of this. He turned Finn over, and to his horror, there were several crimson marks on his chest.

He was dead.

by **Apox** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:54 pm

An Adventure In Old Guard - Part Eleven

Jon watched as David ran, his trousers covered in mud, towards the car. He rolled down the window to here what David had to say, but David hoped in the back, simply saying;

"Be ready to drive off quickly." Jon and Jennifer turned round, a mixture of confusion and worry on their faces.

"What happened?!"

"Well, we got inside, and there was this big hall thing," started David, still panting and breathing heavily, "and it was full of people. Some bloke was talking and then Lord Askain got up and started preaching revolutionary stuff. We decided we'd seen enough, and made to leave, but were stopped by some security guards. I managed to get out, but they caught Clement." he finished, looking up, his face grave.

"We need to relay this to the others, they don't have a clue what's going on!" said Jon, turning back to the radio transmitter hastily attached to his car.

"Jon to others here. Target infiltrated, objectives discovered. One man down, C, captured. Over." A couple of seconds of crackle followed before there was a reply from Kali the Forceful.

"The bastards. We're going in." Jon spluttered into the radio some nonsense about staying to the plan and thinking it out, but a couple of seconds later, they heard Reginauld's voice on the line.

"It's no use Jon they've gone in." Jon sat back in his chair, sighed, and covered his face in his hands. David, ever immoveable, was the first to react.

"Jennifer, start the car. We need to get back in the compound."

OOC: Sorry for the short length of RP, time-constraints and all that.

by **Maklohi Vai** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 12:58 pm

Vaian Part 1
Limahinan Part 1
Vaian Part 2
Limahinan Part 2

Morning of Day 3, approximately 10:30am
"Minister, I've got something for you!"

"Oh, hello. Panuko, right?"

"Yes sir. These are the files that came back from the flyovers this morning."

"Alright, so it looks like we've got the same here, the same here... wait, why did you give me two of the same picture?"

"They're not the same picture, sir."

"So there's twice the number of missiles that we thought. How many would that be?"

"We know of 16 missiles right now, sir, but we suspect there are more."

"Damn it! Do we have any troops spotted, or ships or anything?"

"No sir. Just the missiles."

"Let's just hope the diplomatic intel finds this isn't the government."

Vaian Foreign Intelligence Agency, approximately 1 pm

"Sir, I've received my first reports back from my men in Lalo Limahina."

"Go ahead."

"They've gotten nowhere, sir. No one in the Limahinan government seems to know anything about this."

"Well that's either a great sign or a really bad sign, isn't it?"

"I suppose so, sir."

"What were the details?"

"Nothing, sir. Everyone was confused and completely in the dark. They said they'd look into it."

"If you find anything, Kulawo, you tell me first."

"Yessir, Mr. Kumarolowakani."

Presidential Briefing Room, 5pm

"Alright, so I've called everybody back and I'm hoping to get some results. Is everybody here?"

"Yessir, Mr. President."

"Ok, let's start with a military breakdown. Munako, what do you have for me?"

"Sir, we've discovered more missiles. There are definitely 16 at least, but we suspect there are more."

"That's still not too many. Any other military elements?"

"Not that we know of, sir."

"Well if that was it, it would be manageable."

"Indeed it would be, sir."

"Alright, let's hear from our intel only people. Ranolo, what do you have?"

"Not much, sir. My men were stonewalled when they asked around. They were met with confused looks, you know. Either they're covering something up, or it's an underground operation."

"If I may interject, sir."

"Go ahead, Waruko."

"There's a third possibility. It could be so secret that only a couple people know about it. Minor officials wouldn't know anything."

"Then how would they be able 16 bloody missiles?!!!"

"Ranolo, calm down. It's not your fault for missing that."

"Not my fault?!!! That's a scenario for the dogs, sir!"

"But it is a scenario. So we must consider it. Now----"

"Excuse me, sir, I'm getting message from my Limahina head. I told him to contact me."

"Go ahead."

"Hello?"
...
"Yes, hello Kulawo."
...
"Ok, go ahead."
...
"Wait, I'm going to put you on speaker. The President would like to hear this."

*over phone* "Hello, Mr. President, this is Kulawo Rutonaralawai, I'm the head of the VFIA for Lalo Limahina."

"Hello. What information do you have?"

"Sir, one of my men just had contact with a senior official in the Limahinan government."

"How senior?"

"Minister of Defense, sir."

"And what did he say?"

"According to my agent, it wasn't so much what he said, it was how he acted. Nervous, cautious, protective."

"As a result of the questioning?"

"Yessir."

"Shit. Did he give anything away?"

"No sir, just his body language. He said he knew nothing, but my agent says that his body language said differently."

"Well it'd be an awful thing to declare war over a man's nervousness. Is that all?"

"I'm afraid so, sir. My instincts tell me it's some sort of top secret movement."

"That's what mine tell me too. Thank you for your information."

"You're welcome, sir." *click*

*addressing room* "So gentlemen, it looks like we're in deep shit."

"Yes sir, deep shit indeed. What do we do?"

"Well, I need to talk to the Governor of Lalo Limahina, don't you think?"

"Umanko Lugorpani, sir? He's very cold, sir."

"I know. But that's what might tell us what's going on. If we can figure out what's going on tonight, then we can start acting tomorrow."

"Yessir. Anything else?"

"I need to talk to him first. But, gentlemen, be prepared. I have a feeling that we'll be moving into uncharted territory here."

"Sir?"

"A large scale conflict, initiated by Maklohi Vai. We haven't done that before. So let me talk to the governor, and I want to see three plans on my desk in the morning: The military intervention against a NGO, the blockade, and lastly the invasion. And speeches for all. Got it?"

"Yessir."

OOC: The phone call between the two leaders will be in the RP posted by Lalo Limahina

by **Lalo Limahina** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:13 pm

Vaian Part 1
Limahinan Part 1
Vaian Part 2
Limahinan Part 2
Vaian Part 3

OOC: If you wish to understand the context, it is imperative that you read at least the last Vaian edition of this RP line. Reading more than that would help you even more.

Day 3, 11pm. A phone conversation between Umanko Lugorpani, Governor of Lalo Limahina, and Morukano Puwalarutanaroi, President of Maklohi Vai.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. President. This is Umanko Lugorpani."

"Hello, Governor."

"I understand there are some developments you wish to discuss."

"Yes, some interesting ones at that."

"Some of your men came into my government this morning, snooping around."

"They were not snooping, Governor. They were there under my orders."

"Do you have cause for alarm?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. However, your words may able to put me at rest."

"I will see what I can do. What concerns you?"

"Two days ago, my men spotted missiles on Lalo Limahina's north coast. Do you know about this?"

"Missiles, no! We are a demilitarized nation, after all."

"Then how would you explain it?"

"I suppose it is a terrorist group, or ---"

"You know as well as I do that it isn't a terrorist group, or something else minor."

"What proof do you have?"

"More than I'll let you know. Now, tell me what's going on or I'll do something based off the information I have right now."

"*chuckles* You amuse me, Mr. President. You are getting hotheaded."

"Not without reason. Tell me what this is."

"This is justice, Mr. President, pure justice."

"If that's how it is, that's how we'll play it. My men are prepared to institute a blockade."

"Come at us, my friend. Go ahead. You will find nothing, and you will become the scorn of the regional community."

"I am not the scorn here. I hope you like canned food."

*click*

by **Hyskigland** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:19 pm

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The Herald
The First and Only English Newspaper of the Commonwealth of Hyskigland

In another high-scoring affair between the Blue-Blacks of Hyskigland and the squad from German American States, the Hyskiglandic team earned another hard-fought victory, defeating the visitors by a final score of 5-3.

After winning 3-2 on German American States’ home turf in the first half of this qualifying campaign, the Blue-Blacks earned the sweep of their opponents last night in the capital city of Svardanʉl, on the pitch usually occupied by the city’s second team, Svardanʉl Ʉnyon F.K. Forward Erɨk Fɨsk was the hero of the night, scoring his first career hat trick with the Blue-Blacks en route to their sixth victory of World Cup 64 qualifying.

“Erɨk has led the team in scoring since the Baptism of Fire,” head coach Everett Lang, former midfielder for the Stachland Reds, said, in a press conference following the match. “He had a bit of a drought for a couple of games, but his hat trick tonight really puts him on track to be one of the top goal scorers of any team in qualifying. I’d like to see the numbers on that, in fact.”

(Editor’s Note: The Herald plans to do some research and release as complete a record on those statistics as possible at the conclusion of the qualifying campaign.)

The next match for the Blue-Blacks will be against Tyrants, who Fɨsk and the rest of the Hyskiglandic squad easily dispatched 3-0 in their first encounter. They will be looking for another victory to bolster their record for a push towards the top of the group table and a potential Cup of Harmony appearance.

by **Polar Islandstates** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 1:52 pm

Container Ship SL Southern Sun, Sea of Scotia. 17:42 CT.
Captain Van Eyck looked as his clock and grimaced. The minutes were ticking away, and with them went the distance between the Southern Sun and the Sargossan blockade, marked with an angry electric blue pen on his chart. The latest positions of the Sargossan craft were marked with black dots, and going directly through one of them was a heavy set red line in biro. That line represented the Southern Sun, supposedly, but Van Eyck didn't like it. He'd been coerced into this. His men may have had the appetite to due their duty when the Federation, but his men didn't have to think about getting the boat back in one piece. Running Sargossan blockades with a hidden cargo of armed cavalry wasn't usually his deal, and he was nervous. The shadow on the horizon was Külmsaar, but in front of that shadow was another shadow, a shadow called the Corraldo. Dutifully, Van Eyck lifted the receiver on his hastily installed red phone and waited for the click on the other end to signal the line being connected to the FS Aasiaat at the other end.

"Hello?" came the brisk voice at the other end.

"Yes, this is Van Eyck. Tell Admiral Harstad that the Corraldo is coming into view. Is the plan to go ahead as arranged?"

"Confirmed."

"...right."

"You'll be fine, Patrick. Out."

And the voice hung up with another click. The political arm was stirring. Yet even with the behemoth that was the Polarian Federal Navy behind him, Van Eyck was nervous. He couldn't help it.

Red Room, Aasiaat. 16:52 BT.
"Hello?"

"Hello, this is Harstad. The spear is flying."

"For the Corraldo?"

"For the Corraldo."

"And the shield?"

"Still there, keeping up."

"Very good, out."

Diedrich Clograck smiled a nervous smile as he put the phone down and looked at the President sat opposite him.

"That was the Admiral," he relayed, "the Southern Sun is on the way."

"With bodyguards?"

"With bodyguards." confirmed Clograck. "Straight for the Corraldo."

"Good," said the President more calmly than she was feeling inside, "remind me why we're going for the Corraldo, again?"

"Because we know nothing about the Captain, Madame President."

"That doesn't strike me as a good thing, Secretary."

"Well, it is. It means he's wet behind the ears. Captain Garcia. This is his first boat. His first service on said boat. His first deployment, and he's been left alone with the Corraldo on a crucial point of their blockade. We can run it."

"Hm, and what if he turns out to be an incredibly confident and aggressive man? Many Sargossans are."

"Because if he was, Madame President, we'd have heard about him by now." said Clograck calmly. We'll be okay, stop worrying. We have the Belligerent and the Bravery right there, we just have to wait for the phone calls, now.

Federal Submarine UFS-Belligerent, Sea of Scotia. 17:58 CT.
On the Belligerent's bridge, there was not a sound. Communications Officer Dreijer was focused on his job, watching the dots. The two subs, Belligerent and Bravery were two of the finest B-Class craft in the Polarian fleet, no expense was being spared in the protection of the container ship up top, but it was all for nothing if Dreijer wasn't paying attention. They were silent craft, the quietest propulsion system that Polarian techies knew of anywhere in the multiverse, and they were doing their job for now. Dreijer watched the dots. None of the crucial ones were moving. This was a good thing. It meant they were still unnoticed. Long may it continue.

There was a rumble from up above that he caught on his headphones. He looked at his executive officer and gave a flick of the head sideways. He knew what that sound meant, and his XO knew what that head gesture meant. 'Speeding up'.

The Belligerent reacted with its own burst. Hopefully the Bravery would be too. Dreijer knew they must be getting closer now, and that his role was going to get ever more crucial in the accelerating minutes. Time to focus.

Kuril Square, Agheim. 18:02 CT.
In Kuril Square, Marius Eduardo was in his element. He had lead a horde of fervent Kűlmsaari Trident Party activists into the piazza in front of the hospital that the supposed MRSA outbreak was decimating, and he had not gone unnoticed. His beloved KTP attracted reactions from the Federal loyalist traitors wherever they went, now, ever since the blockade went up, and it wasn't too long before hordes of opposition protesters had also reached the square. Not that Marius minded. Keeping them away from his supporters would give the tired and weary police twice as much work to do, and that could only be a good thing for Marius. He wanted to get in that hospital. He wanted to prove the lie. He wanted to expose the Federal pigs for the lying imperialist dogs that they were, and he wanted Kűlmsaar. He had half an eye on the title of Kűlmsaar governor once the islands belonged to Sargossa again, and all this exposure was a good thing.

Someone thrust a couple of palettes his way, and Marius dutifully clambered up. A sea of expectant faces and Sargossan Kűlmsaar flags looked at him for a reaction. In the corner of the square, he could see the police, obscured by the green flares the loyalists were waving in anger. What to say...

"FRIENDS!" he bellowed, "YOU SEE THE ANGER IN THE LOYALIST? THEY KNOW THIS IS OUR TIME! THEY ARE SCARED, FELLOW PATRIOTS, SCARED!"

A colossal cheer greeted him. He dodged a green flare that came whistling towards the KTP group.

"YOU SEE HOW THEY FLIP?! WE ARE THE FORCE NOW!"

An even bigger cheer. Marius smiled, safe in the knowledge of code name Stranglehold's end game.

"RISE WITH ME, BROTHERS AND SISTERS! AND WE WILL SHOW SARGOSSA WHERE OUR LOYALTIES LIE!"

He was greeted with deafening cheers and flag waving to this, and he punched the air in defiance. He grabbed a flag and stepped down, the crowd parting to allow their charismatic leader to the front of the crowd. They marched toward the loyalists.

Kuril Square, Agheim. 18:05 CT.
Scrambling, the police grabbed their riot shields that bit tighter and rushed into position between the loyalists and the marching KTP. They could not allow the two to meet. Whatever their political alliance, they had all sworn to protect the citizens, and that meant getting in the way. Officer Hogdahl was one such officer. Straight out of the academy and rushed into action by his superiors thanks to the overwhelming fatigue of his fully qualified colleagues, he hadn't even got as far as firearms training. He'd seen the rubber bullets being loaded onto the vans that now sat in the corner of the square, and he didn't fancy being asked to even hold one, let alone it.

Only seventeen, he was holding thin piece of plastic now as the rabid KTP wantonly bounced bottles and rocks off it. Officer Hogdahl was scared. By contrast, he could see the face of the infamous Marius Eduardo leading the march towards him; strong, confident, aggressive.

Sargossan Frigate Corraldo, Sea of Scotia. 18:15 CT.
Captain Garcia was as wet behind the ears as Officer Hogdahl, and he too was nervous. The Southern Sun wasn't answering to their hails and was continuing to sail straight for his craft. His craft. It still felt weird saying that let alone being in charge of officers many years his senior that were expecting him to make the right decisions.

"Captain, she's speeding up."

"Speeding up?!"

Shit. Now what? He checked the charts. If anything, she'd moved into the path of the Corraldo in the past hour, and now she was getting ever closer. What was even weirder was that her radar signal was several times bigger than you'd expect for a craft that big. That big. Shit. She really was getting big now. He'd have to make a decision. Eyes looked at him expectantly. He knew the end game of Stranglehold just as well as Marius Eduardo did, and he was carrying the men to prove it. But this? This wasn't in the plan.

"Attempt to hail her again," ordered Garcia, "then, if nothing, ready the forward guns for a warning shot across her bow."

His men did as they were told. He'd called the forward admiral, reinforcements were miles away. For now, the Corraldo was on her own. As was Garcia.

The Governor's Palace, Agheim. 18:25 CT.
Governor Rekish read the communication from his police sergeants and thanked his aide for bringing it to him. Dismissing the aide, he sat back down in his leather chair. So, Eduardo and the KTP were rallying again, where they? That must be the noise he could hear. How long before the rally turned into a riot though?

He looked at his watch. He should have been confident. Any minute now, the Southern Sun would be approaching the blockade and, touch wood, getting past it. The cavalry was on its way. Quite literally. So, why wasn't he confident? He had faith in the Navy, but not in the plan as a whole. He just had a bad feeling about the evening, and he couldn't shake it.

But then, Sargossan activists were rioting in Kuril Square just five blocks away from where he sat, so why wasn't he feeling more worried, either? It was unease, not fear. His citizens were in trouble, the people he'd been put in charge to protect, and now he was helpless, the future of his people in the hands of other people. He wasn't used to this. Maybe he was getting too old for the job, but he just felt paralysed by events. He'd kept the prying eyes of Sargossa off Külmsaar for nearly thirty years, and this was the weakest he'd felt about doing the same for another twelve months.

He looked at his watch, again, and hoped that his beleaguered police officers would hold the rioting off for now.

Container Ship SL Southern Sun, Sea of Scotia. 18:32 CT.
Also checking his watch was Lieutenant Papillon, deep in the bowels of the Southern Sun. The time was approaching. He readied his men. Time to hunker down and get ready for being secretly unloaded on the other side of the journey.

"Cometh the hour,
cometh the man.
Cometh the crisis,
cometh the plan."

And those were his last words before his watch alarm went off to signal the effective curfew for the living smuggled cargo. His men were prepared to do their part when they got to Külmsaar, and so were their ever-obedient horses. Time to put their trust in their countrymen.

Container Ship SL Southern Sun, Sea of Scotia. 18:37 CT.
"Another incoming radio message from the Corraldo, Captain."

"Ignore it. Keep going." said Van Eyck with authority, despite his reservations over the tactics.

"Aye sir."

Van Eyck checked the charts again, and calculated the distance between the two boats, the time was fast approaching for the final approach. Nervous? Van Eyck was petrified. He had no confidence in the scheme, and he could see the guns on the Corraldo turning even from here. But, ever let it be said that Captain Van Eyck wasn't a professional. He had his orders, and he planned on sticking to them, for better or for worse.

"Another message, Captain. Says its a final warning."

"Ignore it." said Van Eyck, grimly, "Keep going."

Continued here...

by **New Montreal States** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 2:01 pm

Matchday 15 scores are here!

BREVITY-ESQUE CREATIVE CHALLENGES
Just for fun or inspiration, there is no disadvantage if you choose to ignore them.

Word of the day (NMS's choice): Paragon (or, if you'd rather, Porygon)

Words of Wisdom heading into the final stretch of qualifiers: "Look, there's only one thing worse that being a loser. It's being one of those guys that sits in a bar, telling the story of how he became a loser, and I never want that to happen to me." - Homer Simpson

Insult of the Day: "Eighty-five percent of the f----n' world is working. The other fifteen percent come out here." - former Chicago Cubs manager Lee Elia, after spending an afternoon getting booed by Cubs fans

Drink of the Day: Appletini

by **Kinitaria** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 2:10 pm

(OOC: Just missed it. Ah well, counts for tomorrow.)

Continued from here.

After the fallout caused by his star striker was dealt with (to an extent), it was time for Milo to focus all his preparation on Lokani United's upcoming game, which was always going to be the biggest match of the season from the day the fixtures were published. Back to the Alultorii, for Lokani United's derby clash with near neighbours Perocia Town. Perocia were safe in mid-table with nothing left to play for, but that didn't mean they'd be treating the occasion of the derby any less seriously. Three points would be a bonus for Perocia, at the home of their rivals. But Lokani needed those points. A draw meant that the best Lokani could hope for would see them left in the bottom four on goal difference. And with only two games to play after the derby, that's not a risk they could afford to be taking.

Milo remembered his time on the terraces at United's previous games. It seemed such a long way away now, almost a lifetime away, but he had travelled to away games whenever possible, and earlier that season, he had been fortunate enough to be one of the 1,400 or so Lokani fans to be awarded a ticket for the reverse fixture in Perocia. He had spent most of that day nervous beyond belief, only to arrive in Perocia and watch on helplessly from the stands as United slumped to a 2-0 defeat thanks to their own defensive faults.

One thing about fans in the Kinitar leagues is that they are fiercely passionate. United might only be pulling in crowds of 8,000 or so on a weekly basis, but those that showed up were always guaranteed to create an atmosphere and get well behind the team. Flares, tifos, crowd banners and the occasional pitch invasion were not only expected in Kinitar football, it was almost as though they were encouraged. And nowhere did that passion find a greater outlet than in the fierce throes of a local derby, even one in the basement tier of the National League System. Milo remembered well the atmosphere that can be generated by 12,500 fiercely screaming home fans packed into the Alultorii when they're winning a local derby, although unfortunately for him, that's not something he got to experience all too often as of late - the teams tended to be in different divisions, and when they met in the same league, Lokani's recent record against their bitter rivals wasn't fantastic.

By that point in time, the derby day nerves had started. Milo hated that feeling, but it came like clockwork every time, usually starting about a week before the match itself. Usually they would build up until the actual match day, when they would disappear into a frantic air of frenzied screaming, hope and desperation, and with a bit of luck, jubilation at the end of it. But now that he was the manager, there was no time for getting lost in those feelings. He had to keep the team focused on the job at hand, and his repeated exhortations in training were beginning to get to the players. Whether that was in a good or a bad way, he wasn't all that concerned, as long as he got the message across that only a victory in the derby would be acceptable to him and to the fans.

The days dragged by. Milo was used to spending the days leading up to derby day worrying frantically about who would be fit on both sides, whether they could sneak a lucky result, what opposition weaknesses they could exploit. He was still doing the same as manager, only it was now his job to put those ideas into practice and make sure they won at all costs. Even if they stayed up - and losing would deal a significant blow to their chances of even doing that - losing a derby would be not only a personal blow to him, but it would probably have the effect of turning certain doubters in the home crowd against him. That's why he was frantically working his players in some gruelling training sessions, with the aim of making sure they were at their peak on the big day.

Fortunately, Lokani had no serious injury worries as of the day before the derby, and so Milo found himself with essentially a full squad to play with. On the other hand, that did create some dilemmas both in tactics and team selection. Not necessarily ideal, but much better than having an injury-hit squad, the curse of several Lokani managers in the past. While he was putting his mind to that, he received the news from first-team coach Boris Velkič, whose duties included supervising training when the manager wasn't there himself, as well as compiling tactical reports on Lokani's opposition for the benefit of the squad and manager.

"Alright boss," said Boris by way of a greeting. The coach looked and sounded particularly perturbed, but then, he usually did.

"Got the Perocia report, Boris?" inquired Milo, who wouldn't usually be so forward, but the nerves of the derby were having their effect already.

"No. Well, I mean, I've got it, but there's something else I think you should know about first," was the ominous reply.

"Come on then, let's have the worst," invited the manager, literally asking for it.

"Well, it's Piri," explained Boris, using the nickname of star striker Malkon. "Went over on his ankle. He's in quite a bit of discomfort out there, there's no way he's going to be able to play tomorrow." Milo's response was unprintable.

"Do we even have two strikers who you'd trust in the derby?" he then muttered, mostly to himself. "Ah well, what about their lot?"

"As for them, it's like this. They're safe by a good ten points, they're enjoying their football and they beat Olimpia the other day. They've got a defensive style of playing, 4-5-1 and we have to batter them down, go in for the physical challenges, make them see we're not scared of them. They've got no major injuries, their style is to set themselves up to be hard to break through, so we'll have to impose ourselves on the game, make sure we're making the heavy tackles and getting into the f**kers first," concluded Boris in his inimitable style.

"Thanks for that, Boris," sighed Milo, crumpling up the team list he had written and setting about changing his formation. No star striker the day before the biggest game of the season, well, that was just typical of United. He would just have to make a straight swap, no sense in messing around with the formation that they'd been working on, especially not at this stage. Kuzman Foritev, perenially benched striker, was going to have his big chance. Even though Milo doubted what he was doing as soon as he put the perenially benched striker's name down on paper, he had no other choice.

That was that, then. He headed home from Lokani United's training complex to face whatever attempt he could at getting a decent night's sleep. He thought it had been bad just watching from the terraces on the occasions - and they were numerous - upon which his beloved United had slumped to a derby day defeat, but at least then people weren't going to blame him for it. This time, with the hostility of his own fans and the prospect of being sent into almost-certain relegation by their fierce rivals hanging over him, the derby had long since taken on a far more crucial role than when this clash had previously been battled over.

As Milo was expecting, it was always going to be a turbulent night for him, his mind filled with the possibilities of what may or may not happen, which players would perform, the images of a hostile capacity crowd at the Alultorii calling for his head as he sent the team he'd supported since a boy tumbling into humiliation at the hands of their most bitter enemies...

Oh well. No pressure.

ISideWith UK · by **Eastfield Lodge** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 2:32 pm

Eastfield Lodge 6-5 Westros

Wow, talk about a close match. One goal in 11 to separate the two teams, and quite a comeback as well, 3 goals down at two points in the match to win the match.

Anyways, we came into this match after a very encouraging 3-1 victory against Earo, but Westros came into this match on an even bigger high; a 4-1 thrashing of Saugeais, inflicting their first loss this campaign. So we had to be wary, because anything but a win against Westros, and the gap between the two teams could become insurmountable. This was the table prior to the match:

Group 11                               Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts 
 1 Saugeais                             12   10   1   1    38   16  +22    31
 2 The Sylvanaes Queendom               12    8   2   2    39   20  +19    26
 3 Earo                                 12    7   2   3    24   16   +8    23
 4 Antoletia                            12    7   2   3    23   23    0    23
 5 Westros                              12    5   3   4    28   22   +6    18
 6 Eastfield Lodge                      12    4   2   6    25   30   −5    14
 7 Kalumba                              12    4   1   7    13   24  −11    13
 8 Nova Torshavnia                      12    3   1   8    18   27   −9    10
 9 Camerania                            12    2   4   6    21   32  −11    10
10 The United Kingdoms of Zackalantis   12    0   2  10    16   35  −19     2

So, we were 4 points behind Westros, and 9 behind Antoletia and Earo, who we now have no hope of catching. But even more worrying was the single point gap between us and Kalumba, and the four point gap to Nova Torshavnia and Camerania. Lose, and any hopes of a top half finish would have been out of the window, barring an atmospheric collapse. Win, and we'd be within a point of fifth with 5 games to play, and with a better head-to-head record than Westros to boot. A draw would pretty much lead to same outcome as a loss as well.

So, both sides fielded full strength teams, with no suspensions or injuries to account for:
Westros (4-2-3-1): Osmund; Brook, Clegane, Milton, Treva; Bolton, van de Par; Wayne, Hightower, Moore (c); Styker
They play with a very attacking style, so we had to counter that with our own attacking formation:
Eastfield Lodge (3-1-3-3): Blon; Strax, Vastra, Rory; Pyrovile; Creet, Reaper, Jack; Jenny, Raston, Doctor
Basically, we'd have the three main defenders, just as a last line, put we put the Pyrovile in front of them to disrupt their midfield organization as much as possible. And up front, we had the two wingers in Jenny and Raston, then we'd put Jack in the central attacking midfield role, with Creet and the Reaper either side of him, all to feed the Doctor as the lone centre forward.

So, the stage was set for two very attack-minded teams geared up for all out attack, so there is plenty to talk about (I mean, 64 shots between the two teams, with 43 on target). I mean, during the match, neither team dawdled on the ball, it was literally just get the ball from the opposition, move the ball within 20 yards of the opposition goal and shoot. So I had to trawl through pretty much all 100 minutes of footage (ball was out of play for 10 mins in total, can you believe that), whereas I usually just fast forward the boring bits. And because there were eleven goals, I'm just going to briefly analyse those first, then move onto other close chances.

Goals:
5th minute: Westros get the opener, after a goal kick that was quickly taken found Moore on the edge of the box, who took one touch then volleyed it into the top corner. Well, I'm surprised the Pyrovile didn't get in the way of that long ball, but it nutmegged him, and Moore somehow managed to get that superb fluke shot off.

14th minute: Westros double their lead, with Styker converting after Blon dropped the ball she caught from a corner. I can only assume foul play of some sort; possibly somebody pushing into Blon's massive abdomen and forcing her to drop the ball into the melee.

17th minute: We pull one back through the Doctor, who manages to beat Milton to a loose ball from Jack's long range effort and convert. Brilliant reactions displayed.

29th minute: Westros restore their two goal lead through a Styker free kick. Rory's foul on the edge of the box was dearly punished, when Styker somehow managed to curve the ball around the wall enough for it to sneak in at the near post.

40th minute: Westros increase their lead to three, with Moore getting a second, heading in at the near post from a Bolton corner, having lost both Rory and Strax as markers.

56th minute: The scoreline becomes 4-2 courtesy of a second goal from the Doctor, this time he gets on the end of a pinpoint cross from Jenny on the touchline. Good jumping skills shown there to get above his marker and convert strongly.

71st minute: And Westros restore that three goal lead, and with 20 odd minutes to go, it looks insurmountable. Captain Lucas Moore completes his hat-trick with a long range effort after a poor headed clearance by Vastra.

81st minute: 5-3, as Creet juggles the ball over the line having ... flown the length of the pitch keeping the ball up and away from the opposition. Well, it's certainly an unorthodox way of going about things, but it works.

82nd minute: 5-4. Raston scores 10 seconds after the restart, having used her lightning speed to deadly effect, dispossessing Lucas Moore the moment he received the ball, ...advancing the length of the half and neatly slotting the ball past a rather stunned Osmund.

89th minute: First equaliser of the match, and it's the tenth goal as well. Jack gets this one, after executing a brilliant set of 1-2's with the Doctor to break him free in the middle of the box, and it was en easy finish in the end.

92nd minute: And finally, the home side take the lead. With the dedicated home fans having endured 102 consecutive minutes of being behind (if you include half time), the home team finally break through, with the Doctor sprinting his way past the entire Westros team, including the keeper, to score from an impossibly tight angle. Brilliant individual play there to complete his hat-trick.

So, we won 6-5. I know, how close can one cut it? In our case, the second minute of a 7 minute second half stoppage time. But now, it's time to look at other key moments in this game:

1st minute: In fact, it was 13 seconds into the game, and Westros managed to hit the post. Kickoff, they passed the pall back to the defence. Milton blasted it forward, and it fell to Styker, who knocked it down for Moore who took the volley and hit the post.
10th minute: Osmud botches a free kick, and it falls to the Doctor, whose attempted chip bounces off the crossbar. Half a yard shorter, and Osmund would have had an egg on his face.
19th minute: Jenny has her shot tipped around the post by Osmund.
21st minute: Wayne cuts inside Rory and lets one fly straight down the throat of Blon, who fumbles it, only for Strax to clear.
23rd minute: Hightower tries to cut in from his side, only for his shot to striker Vastra's leg and dangerously loop towards goal, but Blon recovers enough to punch it out for a throw in.
31st minute: The Doctor sees his shot take two deflections before the keeper somehow gets his head to it to keep it off the line.
33rd minute: The Reaper gets in on the action, with his wing shot entering the net but being disallowed for offside.
35th minute: Osmund clearance finds Styker, who takes it on the overhead, but the shot is comfortably saved by Blon.
35th minute: Blon's clearance finds Jenny, who volleys it at the top corner, only for Clegane to clear it off the line.
42nd minute: The Doctor gets tripped in the box, but no penalty is given, even though it was a stonewall one. Westros counter-attack at the other end ends up hitting the side netting as Styker can't get his foot around the ball enough.
48th (45+3) minute: Last minute of first half stoppage time, and a goal mouth scramble lasting a minute occurs at the Westros goal mouth: 3 shots from the Doctor, two from Jack, two from Jenny, two from Creet, three from Raston are all blocked by various bits of Westros players and at various points in the Westros box; five of those shots were cleared off the line.
45th minute (2nd half): Long range effort from the Doctor pushed around the post.
60th minute: Lucas Moore is wrongly called offside as he sweeps home a lovely counter-attack.
66th minute: Lucas Moore heads home a goal but is judged who to have fouled Strax in the build-up.
72nd minute: Jack sees his long range curler stump Osmund but hit the post and into his arms.
80th minute: Jenny exchanges passes with the Doctor, breaks through the defence and shoots it wide, when she really should have scored.
83rd minute: Westros come back after the double, with Lucas Moore's effort parried into the path of Styker, who, two yards out and with effectively and open goal, manages to sky the ball.
88th minute: Bolton corner results in another goal mouth scramble; Styker and Moore manage seven shots between them on goal, with another 6 shots by other people, but every single one is straight at Blon or a defender, so it is easily cleared (and leads to that 89th minute goal).
90th minute: Styker tries running the length of the pitch with Moore, keeping the ball between their legs. They manage to get very near the goal line before tripping and sending the ball wide.
93rd minute: Styker fires a free kick off the bar, Moore's follow up goes wide.
94th minute: The Doctor sprints the length of pitch, passes it to Jack, who then miskicks the ball and it goes straight into Osmund's arms; anywhere else in the vague direction of the net and that would have been it.
95th minute: Lucas Moore header cleared off the line by Vastra.
95th minute: Raston's 40 yard effort tipped onto the crossbar by Osmund.
96th minute: Jenny's 30 yard effort deflected by Brook onto the crossbar.
97th minute: Last meaningful kick of the game is a van de Par shot in a one on one situation; it hits the crossbar, bounces down, then up and over the recovering Van de Par only for Blon to catch the ball and clear. Full time called at 6-5.

So, we won 6-5, this is what the results elsewhere look like:
Earo 4–1 Camerania
Antoletia 1–1 Kalumba
The Sylvanaes Queendom 2–1 Nova Torshavnia
The United Kingdoms of Zackalantis 3–3 Saugeais

Group 11                               Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts 
 1 Saugeais                             13   10   2   1    41   19  +22    32
 2 The Sylvanaes Queendom               13    9   2   2    41   21  +20    29
 3 Earo                                 13    8   2   3    28   17  +11    26
 4 Antoletia                            13    7   3   3    24   24    0    24
 5 Westros                              13    5   3   5    33   28   +5    18
 6 Eastfield Lodge                      13    5   2   6    31   35   −4    17
 7 Kalumba                              13    4   2   7    14   25  −11    14
 8 Nova Torshavnia                      13    3   1   9    19   29  −10    10
 9 Camerania                            13    2   4   7    22   36  −14    10
10 The United Kingdoms of Zackalantis   13    0   3  10    19   38  −19     3

Kalumba somehow managed a point against Antoletia, which meant that they were 3 points behind as opposed to 4. but we climbed to within a point of Westros, which is good.

So, our next match is an away match against Camerania, with Westros at home to bottom of the table Zackalantis. So while I'm expecting we'll both win, we'll see what happens. Whatever happens, login to see my reaction next time on this very blog. This is Shabeen Ahmad III, signing off.

by **Jedi8246** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 2:34 pm

Theme
Fenris Sports Corner

"Good afternoon and welcome back to the Fenris Sports Corner. We shall now turn towards the World Cup. The Wyverns have had an interesting past few games. It has been as if a cosmic shift occurred in the momentum of the team. The Wyverns have long been acclaimed for having a lightning fast and powerful offense. High scoring games have been common place for Jedi8246. Yet somehow, the offense has been faltering of late and the normally average defense has put up some amazing stops.

Jedi8246 had a fairly disappointing tie against the Silver Beach team. Although the Jedi8246 defense managed to hold out goal after goal, the offense only managed to navigate past them one time. Likewise, this occurred against the Archregimancy which is far more brightening. The Jedi8246 defense managed to hold the monks to just one score, as did their defense. This recent defensive turnaround is certain pleasing to some but the stagnant offense is disappointing.

The draws have dropped the Wyverns to a sad 4th place position, however both 2nd and 3rd are tied for points and both are only two points ahead of Jedi8246. In other words, Jedi8246 is still in the thick of it."

by **New Sideburn** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 2:53 pm

Humility
Portia gulped.
"That, uh... that was the worst experience of my entire life."
Seven goals. Seven goals, to nil.
aaaauughhhhh
Gethin hadn't actually stuck around for a team talk at the end. He'd driven off to the airport in disgust. Jess had stuck around, mostly to glare at everyone.
"Seven nil," Portia repeated slowly, as if dazed. Cath patted her on the back, as slowly the Crisisbless goalkeeper sank down into tears.

Bitterness
"They had my number," growled Gerhard. "There was a man tailing me the whole match. I don't think I even managed a shot on target before you were brought on for me; Alicia hit the bar, like, once."
Leyland shrugged. His second cap via substitution hadn't been a roaring success. "I got the ball a couple times..."
Gerhard snorted. "A couple times, he says. Is that the best we can do? Is that the best pressure we can produce?"
Leyland shivered in the night breeze, and lit a cigarette. "What's happening to us?"
"I don't know," admitted Gerd. "But I don't like it."

Regret
Lucia had played the worst game of her life. She'd just... been utterly swamped by the opposition, 100% of the time, and had been utterly unable to stem the flow.
Dacia Mountain had replaced her in the 50th, where thankfully for Lucia's dignity she'd strained a calf. It was 5-0 already by that point. 5-0 at half time...
Lucia tossed and turned in her sleep.

Failure
Seven to nothing. Seven to bloody nothing, and it was all to come down on his head sooner or later.
Gethin gulped down another Prozac. Bloody hell. What kind of freak scoreline is seven-nil? That shouldn't be happening to his lads. His lads should be too good for that sort of bullshit.
But at least for now, the Cormorants were more prey than predator. Seven wins, which would likely become eight against the Basques, was a good haul, but... Gethin suspected not good enough.
If they were flattened at the Cup of Harmony, he might not keep his job. Secretly, Gethin almost hoped the bid failed.
...
Seven bloody nil.

by **Northern Sunrise Islands** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 3:07 pm

DE PLACA
Badge-eateeeeeer!

WORLD CUP 64 QUALIFIERS
Winning against someone doesn't always mean a good result as in NSI 2-1 Yevoldia.

Eliminated of a possible participation at the World Cup and slowly losing hope in a possible chance of playing the Cup of Harmony, the Marills slowly look to the possibility of being out of any possible World Cup participations in the future. While the team sparked some interest throughtout the tournament, they slowly faded again and the Minister of Sports could be proving a point in cutting support for the team.

Enter our most recent match, not representing much as the team of NSI faced Yevoldia for Matchday 15. The Marills took a goal in the first fifteen minutes and, obviously, the fans started to lose hope again, but in a twist, Harley Smith would enter in the last ten minutes, started scaring the poor badgers at a point that the team scored against moveless badgers by the end of the game.

Harley is slowly gaining a sort of a fandom due to her style of playing, as the athlete that currently plays in foreign lands noticed after match. "They have painted their faces! It's just so beautiful! Never knew football would get me that far!", answered the joyful cluckalander.

by **Sicoutimont** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 3:23 pm

Royales Demolish New Sideburn

It was not the game 57,000 fans at Stade-St-Pierre expected. A New Sideburn squad who had come close to beating Sicoutimont in the first half of qualifiers before losing 5-2, completely fell apart in this match. The match set a new record for largest victory in Sicoutian history; it's also the most goals scored in a game by a Sicoutian national team. So who scored for Les Royales? Girard Giroux began the scoring in the 4th minute, with a bar-down header, possibly the most beautiful goal ever scored by Giroux; maybe by any Sicoutian. The replay made highlight of the night on SicoutianSportsNow's Morning Show, and will likely do so for weeks to come. After the goal, the scoring stopped until the 17th minute, when Giroux got another chance, missing, giving the ball to Georges Allonts to put New Sideburn in the 2 hole. In the 20th minute, Giroux, who was on fire in this game, hit the post, and it bounced all the way back to him, who shot again only to be stopped by the Sideburnese keeper, Portia Thrift, stopped the shot. A few minutes later, it was Giroux again, blasting a strike from the 18 yard box into the back of the net, 3-0. Giroux would complete the hattrick 12 minutes later, making the score 4-0 just before the end of the first half. The end of the first became a bit brighter for New Sideburn, attacking hard and forcing Pier-Luc Dion to make some key saves. But they still could not solve him, and the defense didn't help out, with Stan Sarault adding to the lead, making it 5-0. It was at this point, end of the first half, that fans began to leave the stadium. The fans who remained cheered whenever Thrift made a save, and booed Sicoutimont when they would mess around and hold onto the ball, trying to make there heroes score some more. They would get their wish, in the 67th minute, when Girard Giroux converted a cross-goal pass to Alex Gannot, who struck to make the score 6-0. Giroux, who dominated all ends of the pitch in this game, would come off in the 77th minute, and Christopher Savard, the Calexico striker, would finalize the score at 7-0. However, the Sicoutian players were humble throughout the match, never intently trying special moves when they were up, and always working hard, showing the opponent respect. 3 matches remain on the World Cup Quali schedule, and Sicoutimont are 6 points out of second place Jeruselem. Heh. 6 points, 3 matches. If you can remember 2 years ago, Sicoutimont led Kinitaria by 5 points in the standings, with 2 matches left in World Cup 63 qualifying. But with 2 losses for Les Royales and 2 wins for the Kinitar, Sicoutimont was away to Taeshan and Hutt River for the Cup of Harmony. Anything can happen. But this is in the hands of Les Royales, who have 3 games left. Here's the box score of the game, followed by the final schedule:

World Cup Qualifying MD15
Sicoutimont vs New Sideburn, @Stade St-Pierre, Lac-Drouin
Sicoutimont 7--------New Sideburn 0
Giroux 4'
Allonts 18'
Giroux 22'
Giroux 34'
Sarault 43'
Gannot 67'
Savard 79'

Here's the final schedule, with the Group 15 standings with 3 matches to go.

MD16-Jeruselem vs Sicoutimont
MD17-Sicoutimont vs Northern Sunrise Islands, @Stade Pierre-Beach
MD18-Kinzar vs Sicoutimont

Well, 6 points are needed, with Jeruselem losing their final 3 games. If Sicoutimont can beat Jeruselem next week, then the defecit will be reduced to 3 points. Sicoutimont then take on Northern Sunrise Islands, an eliminated team. If the Sicoutians win and Jeruselem lose, the teams will be tied. Then, it comes down to MD18, where Sicoutimont play Kinzar and Jeruselem play New Sideburn. Sicoutimont will need a Sideburnese win on the final Matchday, as a Jeruselem victory over Les Royales in the next game will eliminate the Sicoutians. Maklohi Vai sit in 4th, 8 points out. On the other hand, Sicoutimont are 7 points out of first, something unlikely to happen unless Les Royales win all 3 final games, and Yesopalitha and Jeruselem lose all their games. Here's the Group 15 standings:

Group 15                            Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts 
 1 Yesopalitha                          15   11   2   2    21    2  +19    35
 2 Jeruselem                            15   11   1   3    31   16  +15    34
 3 Sicoutimont                          15    8   4   3    41   26  +15    28
 4 Maklohi Vai                          15    8   2   5    22   15   +7    26
--------Eliminated--------------------------------------------------------
 5 New Sideburn                         15    7   0   8    25   37  −12    21
 6 Northern Sunrise Islands             15    5   5   5    25   26   −1    20
 7 Basque Socialist States              15    5   2   8    18   26   −8    17
 8 Yelvoldia                            15    5   1   9    28   29   −1    16
 9 Kinzar                               15    2   4   9    16   32  −16    10
10 Rikatan                              15    1   3  11    17   35  −18     6

So, tune in to see if you Sicoutians can do to Jeruselem what Kinitaria did to them 2 years ago, on SicoutianSportNow television network, Radio, or on a livestream from your computer. Make sure to turn out if you can to the final home game, July 19, against Northern Sunrise Islands, at Stade Pierre-Beach, there will be a number of promotions going on and it will also be Summer Sunday Funday at the pitch, with plenty of fun starting 4 hours before the game, at 3:30pm. See you then!

by **Darmen** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 3:38 pm

Cargo Ship filled with arms shipments bound for Polar Islandstates sinks, storm blamed

The DCS Clark, one of the largest cargo ships in the Darmeni civil fleet, was on it’s way to the Polarian port city of Islay. With the Polarians diving into a conflict with Sargossa, the Darmeni Government pledged its support to the Polarians quickly. As part of that support, several arms shipments were to take place between Darmen and Polar Islandstates, with the Clark carrying the first. But when a storm came up from out of nowhere, the Clark was caught in twenty foot waves, and winds of over 70 mph.

Within hours of slugging their way through the storm, the Clark begin to take water on board, and within another few minutes was listing badly to port. The ships Captain, William Buss, ordered crew to abandon ship, and is now being credited with saving the lives of all fifteen crewmen.

The ship was carrying, according to government reports, several tons of weapons and ammunition which were bound to Polar Islandstates.

“This is a huge blow to our plan on supporting the Polar Islandstates in their conflict against Sargossa. But after review of the incident, and the upcoming weather around the region, all further arms shipments to the Polar Islandstates have been canceled,” commented Foreign Minister Alfredo Albaladejo.

by **Mangolana** » Thu Apr 11, 2013 3:52 pm

Mangolana Gazzette

Mango Party wins Mangolana Senate, Glad Party wins House of Representatives

The elections for the Mangolana Congress have now ended. With 47% of the vote, the Glad Party has won control of the House of Representatives. This marks the first time since the isolation began that someone other than the Mango Party has control over the Mangolana house of Representatives. The Mango Party has the second most seats now in the House of Representatives with 38% of the seats. The major surprise thus far from the elections has been the GDFDFSDFDFDVDFDGVR Party. The party is mostly made up of zombies that survived following the great April 1st Apocalypse has obtained 13% of the vote while the other major party in Mangolana, the Geese Party only obtained 1% of the vote and will have only 5 seats in the House as it now appears that the Geese party unless it wins the presidency will be relegated to minor party status, while it now appears that the GDFDFSDFDFDVDFDGVR Party will now become the third major party in Mangolana. You can say one thing about the GDFDFSDFDFDVDFDGVR Party, they sure know how to get their party members out and voting.

In the Mangolana Senate, the Mango Party retained the majority of seats as they won 42% of the vote. Though it is still a tough loss for the Mango Party as it is a 22% drop in seats since the last election and it appears that they are currently having a tough time getting their party out and voting, but still expect them to have a pretty close election for the presidency. Second place in the senate now belongs to the Glad Party with 29% of the vote as they have made a gain on the Mango Party in all areas this year, though party officials are now very concerned about the presidency race as it appears to be extremely close, maybe even tilting toward the Mango Party now. Once again the surprise of the elections, the GDFDFSDFDFDVDFDGVR Party earned 21% of the vote and third most seats in the senate. The smile party and Geese Party tied for 4th as they both earned 4% of the senate vote. It now appears though to be a two horse race for the presidency as the Glad Party and the Mango Party.

House of Representatives seats
Glad Party 47% (235 seats)
Mango Party 38% (190 seats)
GDFDFSDFDFDVDFDGVR Party 13% (65 seats)
Geese Party 1% (5 seats)

Senate Seats
Mango Party 42% (42 seats)
Glad Party 29% (29 seats)
GDFDFSDFDFDVDFDGVR Party 21% (21 seats)
Geese Party 4% (4 seats)
Smile Party 4% (4 seats)

The Parties running for the Mangolana Presidency
Mango Party (Liberal)
Glad Party (Conservative)
Geese Party
Goon Party (Warlike tribal people)
Smile Party (Happy Happy Joy Joy Party)
GDFDFSDFDFDVDFDGVR Party (Leftover zombies from the Zombie Apocalypse)

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