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Mytannion
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Postby Mytannion » Tue Jan 08, 2013 2:13 pm

Part One.
Part Two.




Part Three.

Kasrpzak received his membership card pretty soon after and was known as ‘member 83’ on his card, he may not have been one of the original members of the party but he was a key member very quickly as he fed the leadership information on other parties that his colleagues were instructed to sit in on, particularly right-wing parties such as the Nationalist Party and this meant that the WPP could take action whenever the Nationalist Party were having their marches or rallies to try and gain more popularity. They were a bigger party than the WPP by some way, the left wing of Mytanar politics was squabbling amongst itself and only the Social Democrats had any real voice in the government.

This didn’t mean that the WPP couldn’t sabotage the Nationalist’s events, though.

Kasprzak’s diaries detail how he told the main members of the WPP, Yurij Razevhsky and Henrikh Bijiritan of the exact timings of the procession the Nationalists were going to hold, when the main members would be travelling through and what was going to happen afterwards. Kasprzak was not sure how his information would be used but the events that occurred afterward tell us exactly what Razevhsky and Bijiritan decided to do. It would be something which would be extremely helpful in the long-term for the WPP, but not so much in the short term.

Razevhsky and Bijiritan agreed that the inspirational leader of the Nationalists, Tomasz Herceg, would have to be disposed of. He was riling up nationalist anger, which would cause further tensions with other nations in Rushmore and could reignite the war with Swartaz. The last thing any party wanted was the Border War being renewed when Mytannion was under such severe financial pressure. Even the WPP, which was a party that wanted to further the ideas of equality and such around the globe wouldn’t go trying to dictate to other nations when things were extremely bad at home and would not benefit the international situation in the slightest.

Bijiritan delegated to one of the more minor members of the WPP, who is only known because of what he was asked to do. Semir Tuchov was asked to assassinate Herceg and at the end of the procession as Herceg was driving through and saluting his supporters through the streets of Esca, Tuchov was waiting on the pavement – as Herceg passed, Tuchov took out a gun and fired three shots at Herceg in extremely quick succession, the people around him tried to apprehend him but he escaped and was only caught later on.

When Tuchov was caught he was given a life sentence, for murdering Herceg, nationalist tendencies were riled up more as the Nationalist Party used this as propaganda. Making accusations that Tuchov was actually a foreign agent trying to do away with a well known political figure. This made the Nationalists more popular in the short term as more people believed them and their promises in the aftermath of Herceg’s death – but with out their leader, they were pretty much nothing and they could not reach the public in the same way. They no longer had an inspirational speaker who would get into the hearts of all the people and make them agree with his ideals and get them to support his party and eventually get them control of the nation.

The WPP was in a much better position now, their spiritual enemy (although the Nationalists didn’t actually know that), was weakened and a left-wing party, the Social Democrats were miles ahead of anyone in terms of popularity, something which would be helpful to the WPP and something which would in the end be conducive to them taking sole power and Kasprzak eventually becoming the leader of a nation that was resurgent.

Kasprzak’s abilities were greatly appreciated by the party leadership and he was quickly promoted to the role of ‘head of information and propaganda’. His actions began to transform the political party into something which was much more recognisable to those who do not know all that much about Mytanar history or politics. Kasprzak proposed that the party should be renamed to the ‘United Socialist Working Party’, saying that the idea that they were ‘united’ could attract a lot of people away from the other left-wing parties. There were simply too many left-wing parties and it meant that none of them got a majority of the vote which was really needed in order for parties to be successful. The Social Democrats were really the only ones who had any success.

The WPP became the USWP and other things began to change too.

Four days later, Razevhsky, Bijiritan and Kasprzak announced a new 25-point plan for the party. It would be the new manifesto and would really be geared at a more left-wing audience, promoting the idea of redistribution of wealth – something that would be attractive to the poor and could attract a great many new many voters.

This part of the story doesn’t really have many people that I can gain contact with in order to learn more – it seems like very few are actually willing to reveal much on this time as it is really based around the rise of violent measures to achieve the USWP’s aims. Kasprzak proposed that an organised group of ‘security men’ should be put into action – saying they could be disguised as something like the Party’s ‘Sports Division’ or some such. The group was first known as the Ordninskgrupp and their real, intended purpose was to keep order at USWP meeting and also to disrupt the meetings of right-wing parties who had messages that the USWP considered to be undesirable and contradictory to their own ideals – although the USWP leadership would never suggest so and would only let the part about them keeping order at USWP meetings be known to the outside – Kasprzak was still detailing what went on in meetings and did note that this was occurring but played it down heavily, which made sure it did not draw the attention of the Army’s Information Department.

A few months later the group’s name was officially changed to the ‘Sturmskgrupp’, translating as ‘Storm Group’, which was certainly more descriptive and suggested the possibility of offensive, as well as solely defensive, action.

Throughout the following months Kasprzak became more involved in delivering lectures at USWP meetings but also beer halls around Esca, he quit his job at this point in order to pursue the role as a public speaker for the USWP. He took the Sturmskgrupp with him for protection and this meant he often said whatever he wanted in places which would normally have been Nationalist strongholds, but he slowly began to change the tide for his party.

The police were now beginning to keep tabs on the USWP as an ex-colleague of Kasprzak’s had been given the job of writing down everything that was said at USWP meetings and had obviously reported back and began to tell his superiors of the full story. Police records show that Kasprzak delivered speeches with titles such as ‘The Eradication of Poverty’, ‘Why we should have patriotism’ and ‘Workers’ rights’.

At the end of Kasprzak’s first full year of membership in the party, the numbers had swelled to 3,000 members, he had been promoted to third in command in the party, near enough. He was a main figure in the party and was one of the ones who was picking and choosing subjects to discuss. He was close to gaining full control of the party and though this is a relatively short part of the overall story it is key in showing why Kasprzak was almost fast tracked to a high position. He could provide valuable information and was rewarded when he did so.

He was close to the top job and events in the next few months would get him there eventually.
The Third Republic of Mytannion
Capital: Esca - Population: 43,500,000 - Demonym: Mytanar

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Football: Copa Rushmori XVII, CoH 56 & 59 Champions. Qualified for WC 55, 58, 60, 61, 63, 66; Round of 16: WC 56, 57, 62, 65. Quarter Finals: WC 68.
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Darmen
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Postby Darmen » Tue Jan 08, 2013 2:51 pm

Darmen defeats Cuboneland, Tor Tong Lee scores two, Faulkner and Autitore add two more
Darmen set for showdown with Jeruselem

In their final match before the hardest three games on the schedule, Darmen defeated Cuboneland by the score of 4-2, moving once again back into third place, tied with Carmadin on points, and trailing group leaders Super-Llamaland by three points.

"This is the most cruicial portion of our whole schedule, more cruicial than the final three games," said Timothy O'Donahaue. Darmen's matchup tonight against Jeruselem on the road could prove to be extremely important to deciding who will take the Group 6 title. O'Donahaue further commented, "I think that whoever wins this match, will go on to win the Group. Carmadin hasn't been as impressive as they were last cycle, and Super-Llamaland won't be staying on top of the table forever."

Following the road match against Jeruselem, Darmen will return home for their first match against group leaders Super-Llamaland. Then they'll travel next door to take on Carmadin. "Whoever came up with this schedule must've been able to see the future," commented Darmeni Soccer Federation President, Georges Thomas. "They did a fine job in coming up with them (the schedules). I just hope we're able to make it through unscathed."

With the return of Gene Turko after a one match ban, O'Donahaue will be shifting the team into a 3-4-3 formation, with Turko in the midfield, and Pele taking a spot on the bench once more. "I think having more people up top has helped us. It seemed to take some pressure of those in the back."

Tor Tong Lee scored first in the match, striking home a shot from thirty yards out in the 17th minute. Jordan Hannibal answered in the 25th minute, and Chris Savior added another goal for Cuboneland in the 39th minute. Sergio Autitore fired home a shot just before the Referee blew his whistle to end the half at 2-2.

"The defense was a little shaky in the first half," said O'Donahaue, "but I think they're just getting used to each other at the international level. They've had success at the club level, and now all they need to do is translate that success here to this level. But in the second half, they performed pretty well."

In fact they kept Cuboneland to only three total shots in the second half, only one of which needed any attention from Kimi Siesman. Bryan Faulkner put Darmen ahead, 3-2, in the 57th minute, sending his shot from inside the box past opposing Goalkeeper Tim Asha. Tor Tong Lee added one last and final goal in the 84th minute, bringing the final score to 4-2.

"I think we played well," said Lee after the match. "If we can get the defense to play like it did in the second half, and find a way to penetrate past the Jeruselem D', I think we have what it takes to bring home at the very least a single point."
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Svengarda
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Postby Svengarda » Tue Jan 08, 2013 3:09 pm

"Why, what's going on?"

"No time, Finn, grab that gun off the counter. Take the clips. Kirt, my revolver, get it from my backpack, keep it with you at all times. Do not fire it at anyone, except those two agents"

"What are we going to do?"

"We're going to disappear into this town. Even leave the area. There's a small village, called the Leache, down the main road to Campus. We don't know whether Wightling authorities are catching on, I doubt it thought, but don't use your phone."

Ransu brought out a piece of paper with a few pictures on it.

"I took the time to scout ahead. In this town, there are a number of abandoned houses. One, recently abandoned with most of its furniture in tact"

"They left in a hurry"

"Clearly. Anyway, here's the plan. We go into the city for four hours, do whatever, maybe procure some weapons or a car. Something useful. Then, after that time is up, we meet by that Café next to the craft shop. You get there at the exact time. You wait half an hour. If either of the other two members don't arrive, you go out of Spit, on a bus or something, till you reach The Leache. The next meeting point is outside the abandoned house in The Leache, tomorrow morning, at 11am. You don't arrive there, we meet at the airport in 5 days."

"OK" they both responded.

Ransu took a last look out of the window, and the agents were still talking to the couple outside the entrance to the hotel.

"Let's go"

They left the hotel via the garden exit, leaving an unmarked wad of Blood shillings and the belief that triple the fare would make sure that the receptionist would get the message not to sell the trio out to the Svenga authorities. They hurried through the narrow alleyways, dodging people carrying large sacks of indescribable foodstuffs and elderly mothers with their children clinging to the bottom of their dresses. They eventually arrived back at the main street, which snaked its way through the city, before turning into the road to Campus.

"OK, this is where we split. Remember, 4 hours, the cafe...."
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Postby Kandorith » Tue Jan 08, 2013 3:17 pm

Kandorith going for the same fatal route?

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After the last matches Kandorith's national team failed to impress yet again. Many fans are fearing a repeat of last world cup's disastrous record negative scoreline and number of defeats.


The coaching team of Kandorith did not want to comment on the press, as they ensured us they were busy with team building and extensive training. Although some fans still keep the spirit high, many are already calling for Kandorith to completely withdraw from the World Cup, especially if they fail to deliver again.


Back in the mainland bars and restaurants still see many customers during the World Cup matches, with their spirit not being broken by defeats or watching other teams play.


The people of Kandorith will be awaiting the promises of a more attacking and wing playing style from the Kandorese team. They will surely be awaiting the younger players to prove themselves.
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Ko-oren
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Postby Ko-oren » Tue Jan 08, 2013 3:18 pm

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Stadium search, part 5

The next stadium in the list is not one of the biggest, though it belongs to the most successful club in Ko-orenite football history. Maethoru uses the Cold Ground in the city of Mayara, being the second coldest (on average) stadium of the KNL (National League). The only colder stadium is slightly more to the south, in Wui (capacity: 9.125).

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It is built pretty recently, precisely in time for the successes of the club. Still, this is the third stadium with this name in the city (all of which were roughly in the same area), as buildings need to be maintained strictly because of the climate. The previous stadiums all fell into a period of disuse, which caused the current stadium to be built.

Name: Cold Ground
City: Mayara
Built: 2001
Capacity: 31.000


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Kiryu-shi
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Postby Kiryu-shi » Tue Jan 08, 2013 3:28 pm

Dear Mother,

First and foremost, I am worried about the news that there have been a series of potential crimes once again targeting the Kiryu-shi political university system. I’m glad that you’re safe, and that no one we know has been injured or hurt in any way. And let me say that, even as someone who is likely less patriotic than the average citizen my age, I felt incredibly proud standing on the sideline and seeing the incredible support that are citizens are fostering upon our governance. But on a more personal note, mother, please remain safe and secure. I know that you have a tendency to be a bit outspoken at times, but this is not a moment in history during which your bravery and pageant for flair will be necessary. Please stay safe. I realize it’s easier for me to say this, with such a well-defined role in the symbolism of our government, but I want to make sure that I see you at the end of this experience at home, healthy, and happy.

I don’t want anything to happen to you.


I do, however, really want to know your ideas on what is going on… I don’t really trust any of the news outlets in the international media, and I don’t have time to sit through and read any of the university press outlets. Do you have a quick summation of the most recent events, in terms of the ideology that the criminals are representing? Is it truly another religious uprising? That is what I’ve heard, but it seems overly simplistic. Especially since, at the fundamental level, Quee-dom still asserts peace and non-intervention. Are the attacks really coming from an organized ‘resistance’ on the island but outside of the city of Kiryu-shi? I’ve talked to both Tziganes and Enéh briefly, and they’ve told me that there are definitely areas on the Western edge of the island of Kiryu that are hospitable to large groups of people able to organize effectively and efficiently. Enéh in particular said that the way in which the redheaded population returned to Kiryu-shi proper meant that there was almost certainly infrastructure remaining in that area to quickly accommodate for a significant population to organize there. Does it seem, from what you can see and read, that there is any credence at all to that possibility?

From what I saw from the crowds at Sakaino University, I feel like our nation is well equipped to provide the stability to our citizens that is necessary if we are truly facing a threat of violence. The almost raucously patriotic crowd was almost bewildering, but also provided a truly calming effect for me - with the number of people who fervently care about the future of our nation, I don’t feel threatened at all.

I think our players definitely did feed off of that energy, and to be honest, coach Erickson did too. He even told me that some of the substitutions that he made was because of the energy of the crowd - he thought that there was just no way that this team was going to lose this match, and he wanted to showcase the kind of team that could count on all of its depth to win matches. Of course, being able to contribute to the tactics of a team that had five different players scoring a goal was pretty fantastic. I have no doubt that Tziganes could have dominated if kept in for the full 90 minutes, but I loved seeing both Miho and Wendy find the back of the net. I mean, it wasn’t like they were garbage time goals, either, since it was only one - nil when we put them in. And then, in the second half, when Rebecca got her goal, that was a magical experience for me too. I mean, the amount of respect that the crowd had for her was phenomenal; I don’t think I ever fully grasped the power of sport until this past game. And when we took her off the pitch following that goal, the ovation she got brought tears to my eyes. I mean, she’s not even our best or most dominating player. But I guess her story is enough to light the passion of our fans. I didn’t get a chance to talk to her after the match ended, but I know that she’d have a great perspective on it, too. I wish you could meet her sometime, I think you’d really enjoy getting to talk to her…

We’ll see how we respond back abroad at High Heels coming up. I know it was a huge let-down moving from home to abroad prior to our match at Vivedin, and High Heels definitely provides a stronger match-up.

Also, I just wanted to warn you that even though we are starting out well, this isn’t that much better than four years ago. I know you refused to pay attention to football last World Cup, but the team managed four wins with two draws six matches into qualification, and still only managed to barely cling to second place in the group. And four years before that, Kiryu-shi won seven straight matches to start qualifications before missing out on first place by eight points. What I’m saying is, this group is still extremely competitive, and a lot can and will happen before the end of qualifications. Just because we look good now doesn’t mean that we’re going to be able to make it to first place, especially given how well Gyatso-kai has been playing. Not to mention Falconwhereveryouare and Backyard Sports putting up big wins in their respective games last week.

Anyway, I know that what I’m doing is an extremely symbolic gesture for the unity and strength of our nation. I really can’t read how serious things are in terms of a religious secessionist movement; I just can’t fathom how that is a real possibility. But hopefully this will all blow over with the benefit of having a real home-crowd advantage for a few matches as the only real consequence. And above all, please stay safe. I don’t want to hear about you from anybody else but you.

Thanks,
Kayla
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Vettrera
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Postby Vettrera » Tue Jan 08, 2013 3:36 pm

Beatrice was so excited she could hardly breathe. Vettrera had managed a draw against the number one team in the world. It was almost guaranteed now that she could talk those old geezers at the Vettrera Sporting Commision to donating more money to the Tempests. After all, this was international news, Vettrera was able to almost pull one over on the best team in the world, and the same goalie that was costing them games early in the World Cup, was the one winning the games for the team now. The team had more self confidence than ever before, and were excited to pull off upset after upset. They imagined how many media sources would have to rewrite the general summaries that they prepared for the Tempests after every game, focusing on the Tempests main issues, and why they were losing. No, there would be none of that tonight. Vettrera had won a moral victory, and there was no going back.

(OOC: I'm truly sorry, things just keep coming up)
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Western cuba
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Postby Western cuba » Tue Jan 08, 2013 4:17 pm

Taking a step forward and planting his foot, Tom Dawson rocketed a shot into the upper corner of the net where he and the rest of the offense were hanging out before the game. The stadium was empty except for him, Mendoza, Montero, and Yevtushenko taking shots. "Damn, wish I shoot like that in the last game", sighing Dawson grabbed another ball lined up on the eighteen and prepared for another shot.

"Just focus on the next game brother, we all had our rough dealing with last night's game. Remember though, you banged in that winner against Newmanistan two games ago.", commented Tito Moreno, who stood still watching Mendoza and Dawson constantly take shots into the net. A couple of feet away from them was Yevtushenko, who was occupied with juggling a soccer ball.

"Well yes, but the goal would of never happened for it wasn't for your brilliant cross. Besides Saugeais already knows the amount of talent you posses, not me. And why don't you seem upset about the lose, weren't you embarrassed in front of Daley Hart?"

"When you scored that goal Tom, you were in great position and executed the header properly. Most wingers would of not been able to place the ball where you did, especially with your head. And sure I was upset about losing to Saugeais, it was a punch in the gut. Nobody was expecting the defense to have such a meltdown like that. But somethings you just have to shrug off. Never let you be mentally affected on the pitch. You can be physically fit heading into the match, but if your mentally affected you aren't going to play well.".

As Dawson took another shot on goal, he nodded in agreement with Moreno but remained silent on the matter. After a few brief moments of silence, Mendoza chipped in. "You have the right mentality for being a leader Tito, this team has a bright future ahead of us."

"Haha, until the government puts a Russano into every roster spot after this cup.", slowly Dawson's face began to grow red and he came to a stop before kicking his next shot. How foolish was he to speak like that, Yevtushenko was right next to him. Why would he say such a thing. "I'm so sorry for the remark Konstantin, I didn't mean it that way.".

Catching the soccer ball in the air, Konstantin turned over towards Dawson smiling. "Comrade its fine, physically I may be Russano but in heart I am Cuba. This Russano-Cubano social split is absurd. I'm tired of the social gap between us, when this government falls we need a new name something united.".

With his face turning back to normal, Tom sighed in relief. "Thank you Konstantin, and I agree. Perhaps a new country name combining our two official languages? Maybe something along the lines of Unidad Ostrov?".

Giving out a slight laugh, Mendoza once more chimed in. "Actually sounds pretty cool, but it also sounds like more of a soccer club.".

"I didn't know all of you knew the Russian language, almost forgot that they used to require it in primary school", added Konstantin as he began to juggle his soccer ball once more.

"If the government stays, it won't be long before the law comes back once more into effect. But right now we should be thinking about the FSSO, this is our chance boys for redemption. We can put that disastrous loss against Saugeais behind our backs. Tonight is our chance brothers, under this stadium we can inspire new hope for the island of Cuba.", said Montero finally walking over to a ball, planting it on the eighteen like Mendoza and Dawson were doing.

"Have you ever thought of the whole island of Cuba uniting once more, Camaguey and Western Cuba together again?, said Dawson.

Continuing to juggle the soccer ball Konstantin muttered out a slight laugh and responded, "The last two times they were united didn't go to well. Before the 50s it was the Camaguerians causing the trouble, then it switched over to Western Cuba. Now we have us causing the trouble once more.".

"Yes but those are fools in power, the true citizens of Western Cuba and Camaguey have no dislike for each other. We have much more in common than we do in differences. We share Spanish as an official language, and our customs are widely the same. If it wasn't for the poor treatment by there damn leader in the 50s, the island would still be united in the first place. Unidad Ostrov would be fitting even more if the entire island was to unite under one flag. And I would love to see such a sight., picking up a soccer ball, Mendoza turned towards the other three guys. "Come on, lets hit a bar before the game we still have a few hours before we have to warm up. Drinks and food on me, hopefully we'll meet up with a few chicas".
Now known as the Technological State of Adros, the successor state of Western Cuba

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West Angola
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Postby West Angola » Tue Jan 08, 2013 4:31 pm

NAMIBE CHRONICLE


TEAM FALLS ON ROAD, COACH GARREN RETURNS, SAYS QUALIFICATION PICTURE "UNCHANGED"


Yesterday, following a disappointing 2-0 road loss to Lymantatia, Coach Phillip Garren was cleared to resume coaching duties following his heart attack. The team is currently 3-1-2, and has in its favor a road defeat of second seed Starybladia, while to its detriment it holds a 0-0 home draw to Kishrael and the loss to Lymantatia. Coach Garren said he was "pleased" how the team performed in his absence, and made the following statement:

The qualification picture has not changed one bit. We still needed to beat Starybladia on the return leg to take their spot, as well as needing them to lose twice to The Holy Empire. If that scenario comes to pass, we will qualify, and if it doesn't, we won't. This is the exact same way the picture looked before the loss, and it is how it looks now. This team has played very well, and losing to a team ranked as highly as Lymantatia on the road is nothing to be ashamed of. I'm proud of every one of these boys, they rallied together and played like champions, and I just hope they display the same level of excellence they showed in my absence now that I've returned.


The team next faces Vettrera, which stunned the World Cup community in its last match with a 1-1 draw against top seed and top team in any reality The Holy Empire. West Angola is currently third in its' group, and is on pace to finish the campaign with a strong run, only facing one more team ranked in the top 100. However, given West Angola's penchant for losing when they should win, that may not be a good thing. West Angola desperately needs to beat Vettrera to regain momentum as they seek to end the first half of qualifying on a high note.

Also on the line is West Angola's team-best ranking of 47th. The soon-to-be-released KPB Rankings take into account the previous three World Cup Qualifiers, and the latest campaign will be replacing West Angola's third-place finish in its' World Cup 60 qualifying group. That team, which set several West Angolan records, amassed a total of 25 points over 14 matches, or an average of 1.79 points per match. In order to equal or better that total, West Angola must score a total of 33 points, which right now would require them to finish with at least 11 wins. For West Angola, currently with three and on pace to finish with nine, this is grim news. West Angola must regain some lost points in the return leg, specifically against Kishrael and Lymantatia, as well as hopefully pulling an upset against Starybladia, if they hope to better their point total and climb into the coveted second qualifying pot.

MATCH PREVIEW: (#257) VETTRERA AT (#47) WEST ANGOLA


West Angola:

World Rank: 47

Previous Appearances:
Baptism of Fire 45: 3-1-1, 3rd in Group
World Cup 58: 4-4-8 in Qualifying Stage, 7th in Group
World Cup 59: 5-2-5 in Qualifying Stage, 5th in Group
World Cup 60: 8-1-5 in Qualifying Stage, 3rd in Group
World Cup 61: 5-4-6 in Qualifying Stage, 4th in Group
World Cup 62: 9-1-4 in Qualifying Stage, 3rd in Group
Cup of Harmony 50: 1-1-1, 3rd in Group
Cup of Harmony 51: 0-1-2, 4th in Group
Cup of Harmony 53: 2-1-0, 1st in Group, Lost in Round of 16 to The Archregimancy 0-1
Cup of Harmony 54: 2-2-0, 1st in Group, Lost in Round of 16 to Andossa Se Mitrin Vega 0-2

Vettrera

World Rank: 257

Previous Appearances:
Baptism of Fire 45: 4-0-1, 1st in Group, Lost in Round of 16 to Armed Bears 0-2
World Cup 58: 3-4-9. 9th in Group
World Cup 60: 3-6-5, 6th in Group

Our Analysis: Vettrera and West Angola share a common root in the World Cup: both got their start in Baptism of Fire 45. Vettrera's world ranking, however, is not as high as West Angola's due to missing World Cup 59 as well as World Cups 61 and 62. Vettrera's team should not be discounted for this reason, however, as the team showed it's teeth with a stunning 1-1 draw against The Holy Empire in their last match. West Angola, on the other hand, was defeated on the road 2-0 by Lymantatia. The West Angola team is desperate for momentum as they try to keep their qualifying campaign from going off the rails. West Angola must play well tonight, as the draw against Kishrael showed that the team was by no means invincible in Namibe, and the low-scoring nature of West Angola's defensively-minded strategy leaves the team vulnerable to an upset...

Our Prediction: West Angola 1, Vettrera 0



Match Schedule:

1. vs. Cambirano W 3-1
2. at The Holy Empire L 1-3
3. vs. Kishrael D 0-0
4. at Starblaydia W 1-0
5. vs. Bloodbath Generation W 3-1
6. at Lymantatia L 0-2
7. vs. Vettrera
8. vs. Vakolic
9. at Anollasia
-Bye-
10. at Cambirano
11. vs. The Holy Empire
12. at Kishrael
13. vs. Starblaydia
14. at Bloodbath Generation
15. vs. Lymantatia
16. at Vettera
17. at Vakolic
18. vs. Anollasia

Won (3) Drew (1) Lost (2) Should Win (9) Might Win (2) Toss-Up (0) Might Lose (0) Should Lose (1)


Projected Final Record: 14-1-3
Projected Group Finish: 3rd
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Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -3.95
Fourth Place: Cup of Harmony 59; Runner-Up: Cup of Harmony 55; Champion: Cup of Harmony 57

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Postby Lymantatia » Tue Jan 08, 2013 4:48 pm

Lymantatia 2–0 West Angola
It was Matchday 5 when the West Angolans were who the Multicultural Peoples of Lymantatia defeated 2-0.
Goals Scored:
Jacques Bressler (1)
Sylvius Johnson (1)
DYK:
Did you know that Jacques DeLamielleure (born 1961) was a 8th Grade Algebra teacher at a school in Virçao for 12 years before he played football?
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Postby Cyborg Holland » Tue Jan 08, 2013 4:54 pm

Zuiderstrate, Amzterdam

"Jesus" said Njord through his hand over his mouth. The nerdy technician was not used to seeing the crime scenes up close and personal. He'd been on the way to the office after getting some new equipment from down at the Warehouse and had decided to drop in. Bad mistake it had seemed.

"The murder was quick, the victim probably never saw his attacker coming. A single blow to the head by a heavy object, either this guy was totally penniless, literally owned nothing, or it was a robbery. The latter was much more likely. The death was probably finalised by his head striking the stone buttress on the side of the wall. A really nasty death" Simon spoke the dour words with the same reluctant acceptance of a world-weary experience of a Chief Inspector.

"Now, onto our murderer. We have one witness, a rather imbibed college student by the name of Matthijs, I have his statement here.

"I was coming back after a night out down on Centralstraat, and I'd left my friend at the corner, about 100yds down. It mus have been about half past two, but I can't really recall that much. I heard a thump and a muffled cry, followed by scampering, I looked down the alleyway, but was knocked over by your offender. I didn't get a good look, but he was about 6ft, wearing a black hoodie and looked very athletic. He ran off across the road and across the park. Intimidated, I left back to my apartment"

"So" he continued "6ft, athletic"

"A lot to work on" replied Varina "who isn't 6ft and athletic in this University?"

Simon sighed. It was true, the University of Amzterdam was a haven for rich parents to send their kids to basically slack off for three years until they moved into their cushy jobs their parents had got them. Crime was uncommon, as everybody knew they were as well off as everyone else. They all tended to get along fine.

Markus came round the corner of the alleyway, flicking through a small stack of papers. He approached Simon, waited for him to stop speaking, and gave him the papers

"Ah, here we go. The victims name is Martin Aleksandr. Student here for three years, graduating this summer. His parents are in business, they are loaded. He lives in this building next to us, and was either returning from a night out, or stepping out for some reason. Judging by the fall of his body"

Simon leant down next to the cadaver and winced slightly

"I'd say stepping out"

"But why?" piped up van der Beek, who'd been quiet until now "why be awake at 2:30am? Why go outside a back door, when the door to the private garden was much closer?"

"He was baited maybe? By text?" offered Julie Seegers

"Good call, get Njord to see if they can find phone records." replied Aarle. "OK. This guy has to have been lured out here. By who? Why? For what?"

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Postby Mesoland » Tue Jan 08, 2013 5:04 pm

OOC: Sorry for yet another short post, I'm finding it difficult to make time to RP.

MBC Sports News
Coverage of the LXIII World Cup in Aguazul and Turori


BLUEBIRDS TRIUMPH YET DEFENCE REMAINS AN ISSUE


Mesoland 4
Nukaba 1, 19, 33, Balotelli 22

Traila 3
Von Lictenshtine 58, 74, Lima 80


Mesoland were last night shunted back up to third in group 13 following a mediocre 4-3 victory at home to tiny Traila, who made an extraordinary fightback in the second half to reduce a four goal deficit to just one. Despite leading 4-0 at half time, the blues were only able to hang onto a 4-3 win, the Meso defence crumbling abysmally during the second half. While shouts for Bert Giazanba's dismissal have died down for the time being, questions are suddenly being raised regarding the competence of the defensive and goalkeeping coaches, whose players have managed to concede a shocking 14 goals in their last six matches (although the striker coaches can be more than pleased, with 16 goals scored over the same period of time, half of these from the boot of Beritata Nukaba).

The bluebirds scored within 37 seconds of the game starting, Bulu making good progress down the middle before threading the ball through to Nukaba, who looped the ball against the bar and in from the edge of the box to score Mesoland's fastest ever goal. It was Nukaba who struck for Mesoland's second goal, hammering home the deflection following Bulu's saved chip after nineteen minutes of play, the home crowd chanting 'Nukaba we love you, oi!' in jubilation.

Balotelli was next to have a pop at goal, nodding home a cleverly worked cross from Karaji to put the bluebirds 3-0 up after just 22 minutes. Mesoland's final goal was scored eleven minutes later, Nukaba dodging a challenge from Kasputin to toe-punt the ball home mid-trip, rounding off his hattrick and his game, the star Meso striker worryingly stretchered off following the awkward fall. JJ Lukaka replaced 25 year old Tympú AC striker for the remainder of the game.

A tiring 34 year old Neil Tufa, in for suspended Wilfried Natasu, came off at half time for Tabarak East FC's 18 year old full back Joe LaFonte, in what was possibly the most risky substitution that could have been made; the defence had, for once, held strong for the entire first half, and Giazanba's disruption of the stronghold was possibly the main contributor to Mesoland's near-downfall.

There was little concern to be had when, after Bulu grounded Koviac just inside the D, Von Lictenshtine converted a free kick to pull a goal back for struggling Traila. There was slightly more, but still very little, concern when Von Lictenshtine cheekily chipped Ziza Akazambaa to make it 4-2 after 74 minutes. In fact, Giazanba felt so relaxed that he made another risky substitution (something the Meso coach is known for doing), taking off the captain Nazakofye for Darron Miaku on the stroke of 77 minutes. However, there was suddenly a lot of concern from the Meso bench after Lima scored Traila's third goal in their comeback epic, literally skipping through the Meso defence and converting the rebound after Akazambaa bravely parried his initial thundering shot. The bluebirds did hang onto their lead (just), and thirteen minutes later were celebrating another close victory, hailing Beritata Nukaba's hattrick and praying for his speedy return. Man of the match was Litaka Balotelli.

Following the game, despite looking somewhat flustered and dishevelled, Giazanba praised his boys in blue for putting in 'the effort when it counted', and assured the media that Nukaba's injury was not serious and he would most likely 'be available to start at least on the bench' for the bluebirds' next match away to Fewmist, who are slouched at the bottom of group 13 with 3 points and a goal difference of -12. Mesoland are comfortable favourites to take victory against the struggling world 262nd ranked side (who lie 199 places below Mesoland on the KPB ranking scale).

All World Cup and CoH news and results can be found on the MBC website, http://www.mesolandbc.mz, under the sports section. Article by Jonjo Tikali.

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Postby New Montreal States » Tue Jan 08, 2013 5:19 pm

"...and tonight the Paladins were on the road once more, this time to the land of Amelio, where Doc Lagacé is, as always, our man on the scene. Doc, what went down in Amelio tonight?"

"Matt, I'm standing on the pitch at Amelio National Stadium, site of a real big triumph for the New Montreal States tonight."

"A strong performance by the Paladins, then?"

"No, I'm talking about my copy of Amelio's roster finally making it to me, with only ninety minutes to spare before kickoff. The Paladins were a bit of a letdown tonight."

"They won, right?"

"It was a very unconvincing 1-0 win, Matt, and Amelio manager Abruzi D' arcangelo has to be disappointed leaving a point on the pitch after keeping the Paladins well under control for the first 73 minutes of play. An Amelio side that hasn't shown the best of form so far in their first World Cup campaign was looking to make a statement in front of their home fans, who were a bit skeptical at first but were soon chanting 'Amelio's the best!' every time their defense stopped the Paladins...chants of 'Amelio' echoing through the stadium...why? why?"

"Oh, right, that Pacitalian plumber named Amelio..."

"He stole my wife, Matt. I should have suspected something was up when all of his five-star reviews online were from women..."

"And our viewing audience will learn their lesson from that, Doc. But what about the match?"

"Oh, right, well, in the 73rd minute Julien Cormier dinged a shot off of the crossbar and it was the savvy veteran Fabrice Sévérin who headed it in for the Paladins, getting his nation the full three points and allowing us to pull even with Boring Paradise after the latter dropped two points against a Slembana side that's trying to turn itself around after a tough first half of qualification. A huge letdown for the crowd, although Amelio fought hard for an equalizer until the very end. They looked so strong and vigorous out there, and I think they may have made some of the Paladins midfielders realize a few unfortunate truths about what they've become..."

"Doc."

"When I was packing my things afterwards, Matt, I saw the picture of us on our wedding day that we'd put on the dresser. And my mind flashed back to the day I proposed to her, out in a small grove of trees between a retention ditch and a cornfield, and she pulled her body up close against me, and said 'Doc, promise me that things will never change.'"

"Doc..."

"And I looked in her bright green eyes and the sunset was dancing in them and I said 'I promise you things will never change.' And I meant it, Matt. But then she had to go change on me, Matt. Why did she change? Or was it him, with his thick, sleek mustache and gracefully toned upper body...did I drive her to it? What did I do? And why didn't she say anything to me before she went out and did this..." Doc pulls a mostly-empty pint of whiskey out of an inside jacket pocket and drains it, then pulls new pint out of a different inside pocket, opens it, and takes a generous gulp."

"Um...what you think the [i]Paladins
might want to change, Doc?"

"I think they need to really look themselves in the mirror tomorrow morning and ask themselves, just what do they have...excuse me, Matt."

A voice offstage to Doc's left starts yelling at Doc, "Hey, you can't do that on the field, you..."

Doc turns towards the voice and yells back:
"And you guys can't do that to my wife! Why couldn't you go find your own wife, huh?"

"Doc Lagacé, folks. Definitely time for some commercials. Stay tuned. Please. Please?"

*click*
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Co-hosts of World Cup 28 and Cup of Harmony 16 with The Archregimancy; co-hosts of World Cup 64 and Cup of Harmony 54 with Wight; co-hosts of Cup of Harmony 50

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Postby Secundus Kasius » Tue Jan 08, 2013 5:24 pm

It was early in the morning, and Milly Guilder, mascot of the Secundus Kasius squad, was alone in the hotel dining room - the rest of the team were sleeping off hangovers from the night before. In front of her sat a half-eaten croissant, a set of colouring crayons, and a collection of screwed up paper balls. She was working feverishly on the latest blank sheet, her tongue poking the corner of her mouth as she tried to write as neat as she could - some of the 'g's were backwards, and the lines a bit squiggly, but she was doing a remarkable job for one with an education like hers.

Deer Electronic Farts

My name is Milly Guilder and i am 9 years old and i want to be in your futball game. i am very interested in futball, and am the mascot for the Feenixes of Secundus Kasius. We are a good team and have one two matches this world cup but lost yesterday and all my friends are sad. Please let me be in your match so i can cheer them up. i am good at scoring goals but mr Arkwright says id be good at goal keeping if i work on my scary face. If you let me play in your match i promise to work hard on my scary face and be a good goaly. i am top of my class in PE and my teacher says im good at things. also can i bring my mum please cos i cant go places on my own yet please.

i have also included a drawing of me with my scary face and the Feenixes.

Yurs

Milly

XxxXXx

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You Pound Those Velkomoravians!

Postby Super-Llamaland » Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:04 pm

Group 6
Darmen 4–2 Cuboneland
Super-Llamaland 6–1 Velkomorave
Powersith 3–2 Pacificius
Kericia 0–1 Carmadin
Jedi8246 0–0 Jeruselem
CODE: SELECT ALL
Group 6 Pld W D L GF GA GD Pts
1 Super-Llamaland 6 5 0 1 19 9 +10 15
2 Carmadin 6 4 0 2 16 8 +8 12
3 Darmen 6 4 0 2 17 13 +4 12
4 Jedi8246 6 3 2 1 13 9 +4 11
Jeruselem 6 3 2 1 8 4 +4 11
6 Powersith 6 3 1 2 9 8 +1 10
7 Cuboneland 6 2 1 3 8 13 −5 7
8 Velkomorave 6 2 0 4 9 17 −8 6
9 Kericia 6 1 0 5 2 11 −9 3
10 Pacificius 6 0 0 6 6 15 −9 0

The standings suggest something: The Llamas have burst into the international football scene finally- after a string of disappointing failures at minor and major tournaments alike, this will either be the first triumph- or the worst defeat.

The players are all thinking first triumph after their fantastic six to one victory over unlucky and hapless Velkomorave. Six goals marked the highest international play goal tally for the Llamas in history, surpassing a 5-2 victory earlier on in our history.

Captain Trevor Duncan: "Oh, it was great, can't wait for more!"
Coach Lee Mays: "I can't believe we have come this far."

Getting down to business, the scoring summary:

Third minute: Trevor Duncan
Seventeenth minute: Bobby Crosby
Twenty-third minute: Evan Powell
Fifty-first minute: Trevor Duncan
Eighty-eighth minute: Johnny Rushmore
Eighty-ninth minute: Trevor Duncan for the Hat Trick!

Next, the Llamas go for Cuboneland, ranked number 106. Another easy win? We'll see.
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Postby Taeshan » Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:08 pm

"And i thought it was hard enough to write about 1-0 wins, 0-0 ties are twenty million times harder to write a story about."

"Then do an expose about the new jerseys, or dig up some dirt on one of the players"

"But the team is doing good now, we don't want to drive a wedge between the players, we don't want to ignite a flame between the fans and players."

"Good point, we are all so harmonious, it would be the end to the Knights season breaking up the calm waters of the fans and players."

"Yes this could be one of the greatest times in Taeshani footballing history, jeez one of the greatest times in Taeshani history."

"This is a great team."

"Well i'll come up with something, but i wont say it will be a great piece of writing."

"As opposed to what."

"You my friend, are hilarious."
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Postby Socialist States Owen » Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:22 pm

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Three points fail to quell unrest after unconvincing performance
Yelvoldia eventually pushed aside but Gordonopia retain surprise two point lead

Clint Covey reports from Bastion Arena


FSSO - 3
Stevenson 1
Sharp 50
Xavier 73

YELVOLDIA - 2
Beaton 20 (Pen)
Evans 42

When the FSSO eased past the Sandwich Territories, it seemed like everything was going to plan. Two matches later there is great cause for concern as the low confidence that troubled the World Cup 62 campaign returned.

Every aspect of the victory against Mashiki was poor; a full strength team failed to beat a team that by rights should not be able to touch the superior FSSO squad. Regardless Mashiki took the lead early and held on to it, defending like lions, until the FSSO won an undeserved reprieve in the fourth minute of stoppage time thanks to a Paranaya header from McCroft's 40 yard free kick. Undoubtably the Euran management had this game down originally as one in which to rest senior players, but after dropping two points in Mashiki the full team would need to be fielded again, to get back into form as quickly as possible against a weak Yelvoldia side. Fortunately, the FSSO got off to a perfect start. Josh Stevenson strolled leisurely into the opposition half upon kick off and as he took up his position on the left flank he was surprised to find himself in possession after eight seconds, chesting down a long ball from Tom Riley. Stevenson ran straight at Yelvoldian right back Martin Albertson, who slipped on the wet grass in the drizzle hanging over Bastion as the cover of darkness arrived. Stevenson suddenly found himself in the box, and he had no trouble in calmly netting past Jay Farley with only 14 seconds on the clock - the second fastest goal in competitive history for the FSSO. So far, so good.

Lionel Carlston, the former FSSO striker who sadly passed away last year, once said that "Euran's never do things the easy way." This much was certainly true in this game as the FSSO would find themselves 1-2 down at half time thanks entirely to their own mistakes. Yelvoldia who, let's put it this way, are of a 'modest' quality, were jubilant when they were awarded a penalty completely against the run of play in the 20th minute. A hopeful ball towards Patrick Vale up front was heading straight for the grasp of Daniel Belgrave, but Joe Arne Pizza somehow managed to fell Vale as he closed Belgrave down in the box, conceding a penalty and receiving a booking. Tim Beaton was presumably an unusual choice to take the penalty, but he executed it with deft precision and class. Lee Sharp then hit the post with a blistering effort as the FSSO dominated the game, but remarkably they conceded just before half time. Ben Ligerworth horribly over hit a 42nd minute cross into the box but the FSSO defence failed to clear it and simply let it go out wide for Gary McGovern to collect unmarked. McGovern took a hopeful shot from the left side of the box at a tight angle which was blocked by Nick Feeney, but fell straight to Connor Evans who smashed the ball into the top left hand corner.

Yelvoldia may not have played well enough to deserve a lead (or be even remotely in the game, for that matter) but if there was one thing they did well it was clinical finishing, at least on the day, though the notoriously hard to please fans of this nation and its closest partner may mean this will be overlooked in their post match doom and gloom coverage. In the second half the team can only have been following one set of instructions from him; stop messing about and show them why you are one of the best teams in the world. Lee Sharp soon found himself on the scoresheet to tie the scores, sidefooting home a simple finish after away keeper Farley could only prod away a Riley effort with his right foot. James McCroft then struck the base of the post with a free kick before Riley got his third assist of the game. Riley this time set up substitute Simon Xavier with a dipping ball into the box, which the Revolutionaries forward flicked past Farley with style and panache. Away team substitute Nelly Jackson could have won their side a shock point before the end, but they headed over from only 4 yards from a Beaton cross. As the final whistle blew, polite applause was all the fans gave this Euran team; they will have to improve if they are to avoid a bad result against Gordonopia.

ANALYSIS

Player Ratings

FSSO


1. D Belgrave - 6/10
2. N Feeney - 7/10
5. M Robertson - 5/10 YC
4. J Paranaya - 6/10
3. JA Pizza - 4/10 YC
7. J McCroft - 7/10
6. T Riley - 8/10
8. S Thompson - 6/10 (Marshall - 84)
11. J Stevenson - 7/10
10. L Sharp - 7/10
9. S Needle - 6/10 (Xavier - 70)

Substitutes

13. S Neeson
15. M Humphrey
19. D Calaga
20. S Marshall - 6/10
18. J Cotterill
14. S Xavier - 7/10
17. S Oslograd

YELVOLDIA

GK: Jay Farley - 7/10
RB: Martin Albertson - 6/10 YC
CB: Anna Japlin - 5/10 YC
CB: Vandrill Markon (captain) - 7/10
LB: James Baxter - 4/10 YC
CDM: Jack Brown - 5/10
RW: Ben Ligerworth - 5/10
CAM: Tim Beaton - 7/10
LW: Gary McGovern - 7/10 YC
RS: Patrick Vale - 6/10
LS: Connor Evans - 7/10 (Jackson - 83)

Substitutes

GK: Marty Haryx
CB: Cameron Barnes
CB: Jimmy Garter
LB: Ian Smythe
RW: Jake Blackburn
CAM: Yerrin Green
RS: Nelly Jackson - 4/10

MoM: Tom Riley
Attendance: 91,935

Possession
EUR - 75 % 25 - YEL
Shots
EUR - 19 5 - YEL
On Target
EUR - 6 3 - YEL
Corners
EUR - 9 0 - YEL
Pass Completion
EUR - 82 % 59 - YEL
Fouls
EUR - 10 24 - YEL


TABLE AND SCORERS


Group 7 Table

Group 7                   Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
1 United Gordonopia 6 6 0 0 11 3 +8 18
2 The FSSO 6 5 1 0 18 5 +13 16
3 Saugeais 6 5 0 1 14 4 +10 15
4 Sandwich Territories 6 3 1 2 7 11 −4 10
5 Western Cuba 6 3 0 3 8 12 −4 9
6 Yelvoldia 6 2 0 4 9 7 +2 6
7 Mashiki 6 1 3 2 9 9 0 6
8 Newmanistan 6 1 1 4 5 8 −3 4
9 Darknesssssss 6 0 1 5 5 13 −8 1
10 Lunar Republic Islands 6 0 1 5 3 17 −14 1


FSSO Scorers

Lee Sharp - 3
Nick Feeney - 2
Steve Thompson - 2
Josh Stevenson - 2
Sam Needle - 1
Simon Xavier - 1
James McCroft - 1
Skorji Oslograd - 1
Kieran Kane - 1
Jim Cotterill - 1
Joe Arne Pizza - 1
Tom Riley - 1
Julesk Paranaya - 1

FSSO Assists

Tom Riley - 5
Steve Thompson - 2
Josh Stevenson - 2
James McCroft - 2
Kieran Kane - 2
Jim Cotterill - 1
Skorji Oslograd - 1
Nick Feeney - 1
Michael Robertson - 1
Mickey Smith - 1
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Postby Lymantatia » Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:25 pm

Swyftlandre 1-0 Groteberg
The Swyftlandre football team defeated us 1-0.
Goal Scorers:
One of the Forwards of Swyftlandre (1)
(Just to tell you, this is a Groteberg RP)
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Postby Maklohi Vai » Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:29 pm

http://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?p=12415038#p12415038


His concentration, or lack of it, had been detrimental in the loss to Ko-oren. He couldnt get his mind off the vision of his grandfather, and his words of encouragement. It was indeed all in his power Tumo did to fight, but he couldn't shake the feeling.

"Keep strong, Tumo. Move forward. Fight."

His grandfather was instructing him to fight, to play, but that was where the distraction originated. He couldn't ignore it, for his grandfather had to be respected, but nor could he look too far into it and get too caught up. Strike the balance, he told himself, find peace. But there was none that came.




*ring ring* *ring ring*

"Hello?"

"Mom, I'm hearing grandfather's voice. He's telling me to fight."

"Ah, this is normal, Tumo. It's better if you talk to your father about it, though."
"Hello, Tumo?"

"Hi dad. Did mom tell you?"

"Yes, yes. Son, this is normal for a Makanopalani man. At some point, he feels an urge from his ancestors. I got the same thing from my great uncle when I was around your age. You are 25, no?"

"Right. So it's normal?"

"Don't worry about it. And it's quite fitting that you got your grandfather. He was a veteran, you know, and he always cared more about his troop than himself. Sounds like you and your team first mentality."

"I just do what's best."

"See, humble too. Ok, here's what you have to do: you must take a journey, or have an experience, that shows you who you really are."

"A spiritual awakening?"

"No, no, no. You need the time to discover who you are. It may not be that much different from what you perceive yourself to be today, and you don't need a big awakening. You may find a new purpose, you may confirm one you already had."

"But Dad, I'm in the middle of the World Cup. I don't have a lot of time."

"Well, you are traveling already, are you not? Take some time each day to get out and see the country around you. Maybe something will take your fancy."

"I'll see if I can make time. Thanks for the advice, Dad."

"You're always welcome. Have a good time, son."

"Ok, bye."

"Goodbye."

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Postby Blouman Empire » Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:31 pm

THE EMPIRE TIMES


Lawrence Scores Double To Claim Comeback Win


Estope twice came from behind to beat the Blouman Empire 3-2 in the 6th round of the World Cup qualifiers at the Mellor Insurance Stadium. The Eagles took a third-minute lead when the impressive and on form Baden Lakes curled a superb shot into the far top corner from the edge of the penalty area. The first half saw both teams take plenty of shots and with equal possession the teams appeared to be evenly matched. Estope drew level in first-half injury-time when a terrific cross-field pass from Rudy Picasso picked out Jacob Lawrence beyond the far post as he guided a neat header back across James Solomon and inside the far post.

The Eagles regained the lead in the 59 minute when a cross to the far post from George Cardol was headed in by Robert Schmitz from almost on the line. Estope applied growing pressure as they peppered the goal face with shots, a near equaliser came when it appeared the ball had crossed the line with a tap in by John Hardy, the Estope players claimed it but the ref and the linesman had other ideas. Replays show the ball landing on the line. With the strong attacks from Estope the equaliser came in the 75th minute thanks to substitute Rafael Fearghal, as he cracked one in from close range to finish a driven low cross from the right by Picasso. The Eagles led a short resurgence helped on by manager Sir Nathan Kolson bringing on another forward in the form of Knee Ancap who almost seemed to score were it not for the quick reflexes of visiting keeper Ashton Pate. The gamble by Sir Nathan didn't pay off with one less man in the back line the winner came in the 89th minute with Lawrence firing home his second goal of the game. The 23-year-old produced a lovely piece of assuredness to bring the ball down and set himself for a shot from just inside the penalty area which arrowed into the far top corner of the net.

The loss buts the Eagles further away from qualification with only 2 wins from 4 games the Eagles are now 9 points behind a qualification spot. Sir Nathan is starting to feel the pressure to perform as he desperately seeks to find a way to start racking up wins. The Eagles next play Royalsoldiers and will be looking to win to halt their slide down the table.
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Postby United Gordonopia » Tue Jan 08, 2013 6:47 pm

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Did We Hear Daddy-GG Right?


January 8 - If Gordonopian Games is to be believed, and we tend to trust them at least more than some devs (we're looking at you Toxic; where's our PHALANX 2?!?), World Cup 63 is officially the king of Gordonopian sports games. That's right, with half a billion, with a b, domestic copies sold, its even passed up their own Football Gordonopia.

And while we can't always say that we agree with the choices of the gaming masses, lest we would have thrown ourselves on alter of fandom when Dynasty was released, we can't help but say that the big daddy of dev-publishers deserves it. We've said numerous times that the game brought us back to the genre for the first time in years, and with good reason. In the core game alone, we've wasted countless hours at our headquarters on the 11 v 11 multiplayer, and we're not ashamed to admit that once or twice we've gotten as into a match as we do the real tournament.

Don't even get us started on Arcade. Because we've started on it ourselves. Whatever genius in their marketing division came up with the idea is probably responsible for a hundred million of the copies in Gordonopia alone. Who gives away free DLC these days? Big DLC. Blow your pants off DLC. Apparently, Gordonopian Games does, and we love them for it. What could be more fun than playing as Bears Armed in a match filled with zombies? Bears. Zombies. Awesome.

Now that the game's found so much success here at home, perhaps they can take the global title. After all, the only competition this cycle is Electronic Fart's game that plays about as badly as the studio's name sounds, and what with so many countries obsessed with football, and WC63 being not just the definitive game of the eponymous tournament, but perhaps of the sport as a whole, it may only be a matter of time.




"HAMMERED!!!" The boisterous game announcer yelled.

As the opponents prepared to resume play following a rocketing 160 km/h goal, everything suddenly stopped.

"Hey, why'd you pause it?" John asked his friend, who was standing up from the couch next to him.

Harrison turned back for a moment, before responding, "Gotta take a leak, bro."

Sighing, John leaned back into the old sofa, waiting for his buddy to get back so they could get back to World Cup 63. They were in an insane game Jam Mode, and John had managed to get the ball up with his two players and score his sixth goal of the match. He was on the road to a comeback; once down by five, he'd got the margin down to just one goal.

After what seemed like an hour, Harrison finally rushed back into the room. As he lept onto the couch, he simultanously picked up the controller, smiling as he resumed the match.

"You think you can win this John?"He asked with a bit of mocking confidence in his voice.

"You know it, I got you-"

Before John could finish his sentence, Harrison's eyes rose with horror as he screamed, "NO! RUS!"

It was too late. In a flash, Harrison's cat had pounced into the gap between the TV stand and the wall. By some struck of bad luck, it managed to land directly on the power cable for the Cronos Elite. The picture on the screen went white for a moment, before it disappeared completely.

"Damn cat, what'd it have to go and do that for?" Harrison moaned.

"Must have been a mouse or something. You've got them all over the place, you know," John joked.

Harrison hit him on the arm as he said, "Not as many as your dump."

"Well, maybe you're right," John replied, laughing. "You want to go plug it back in? I was on a roll."
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Postby Karditan » Tue Jan 08, 2013 7:03 pm



The P.I.M.P. charged at Emanuel, dagger held high. Whatever grace he had in escaping Emanuel's death grip had left him. Logical that his type was only skilled in running away, but as he was fairly well cornered in his own office, he had to go on the offensive. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!"

Emanuel just waited a moment, sidestepped, and stuck a leg out. The P.I.M.P. tripped over it, faceplanting hard into the concrete floor. Emanuel brought his blade down, but the P.I.M.P. rolled over and the dagger just scraped against the floor. Sensing the shift in positioning and an opportunity, he bolted out the door--but Emanuel kept close on his tail.

The P.I.M.P. seemed a little perplexed when he hit the massive crowd in the streets, before he had to spin around and parry Emanuel's lunging blade. They continued to take swipes at each other and trade blocks; if they had been midgets, it would have looked a proper duel. Rather tall as they both were, it looked silly. Nevertheless, the Acquans in the street had enough sense to put some distance between themselves and the flailing blades, giving the fencers enough room to not accidentally lodge their blade in a passerby and for the P.I.M.P. to continue his retreat at a reasonable pace. He didn't notice a sharp turn in the road, as his back was turned, and as such walked straight into a corner-bakery. The owner took cover behind the counter as the two continued to fence through the shop, both swinging by the counter and grabbing a bagel to replenish their energy. As these Acquan buildings seemed to have a noticeable lack of back doors, the P.I.M.P. had no choice but to back up the stairs to avoid being cornered yet again. Whenever the stairs turned a corner, he had a moment to turn and sprint up; after the second flight, he waited just beyond threshold of the stairs, holding the blade in a tensed arm so as to swing it once Emanuel appeared in the doorway. When the steps got close enough, he let his swing fly, but Emanuel dove into the room (under the P.I.M.P.'s blade) and stuck an excellent action pose while the P.I.M.P. realized his ingenious plan had failed. Having reached the top floor of the building, the P.I.M.P. turned and leaped out the window.

"Crazy sunofabitch." Emanuel rushed to the window and looked out, and all was explained. It appeared the Acquans were holding some traditional "Parade of the Mattresses," and the street was lined with ideal landing spots. He spotted the P.I.M.P. rolling off a mattress a little down the street, took a deep breath, a took the plunge. A brief moment of darkness ensued as he shut his eyes tight (even the bravest souls flinch at the prospect of diving out of the third story of a building into a bunch of moderately aggressive people of different-colored skin, especially when you may be disturbing a possibly sacred ritual) before his acceleration rapidly stopped and some grunts were heard from below. He rolled off the mattress and a path had been carved right through the crowd on the street, with the pedestrians pointing down it. One of them spoke up.

"He went that way. Kill that son of a bitch."

"Thanks." Emanuel nodded and readjusted his grip on the dagger briefly, then shot down the human corridor at full-tilt. Something bright orange was at the end of it, bent over and apparently having a breather. Perfect. Well, except that it's not easy to run quietly, and he didn't want to slow down lest the P.I.M.P. should finish resting and disappear around a corner. He had just gotten into "if-I-leap-I-might-be-able-to-stab-him-in-mid-air" range when the P.I.M.P. seemed to recognize his presence, and the duel continued in proper. They made a wide sweeping turn and eventually meandered into a large doorway, with elaborately carved wooden doors twice the height of even Ignacio and a plaque reading "Residence of the Grand High Cardinale."
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Postby Sandwich Territories » Tue Jan 08, 2013 7:09 pm

"So, you swear that you are okay?"

"Yes."

"What happened to the SSN reports, anyways?"

"They are too busy talking about the new laws, and what it means for sports in Sandwich."

"Yeah, that figures. How are the Grinders doing?"

"Pretty well. I figure even a championship run in the AAFL is in order for the Grinders."

"Even though the whole country is named after Sandwiches, I wouldn't be prouder to represent any other country."

"And that, Devin, is why we always gotta try our hardest. Play every game like it is the game that will make or break our run."

"So, did ya hear about that new Gordonopian Games.....game? Pretty awesome, huh? Reminds me of NBA Jam."

"Yeah, I hope the export it to Sandwich soon..."

"Right now, lets just focus on soccer."
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Postby Chunnan » Tue Jan 08, 2013 7:26 pm

OOC: One of the last Chunnani fans and his brother are at a sports bar, the man is named Gerald Finnley and his brother, Jeremy. Gerald bet Jeremy Chunnan won't lose this round.

Jeremy: Come on bro, pay up, it's the 90th minute, Chunnan isn't going to score, we're losing. This game is over.

Gerald: I ain't paying until this game is over.

Jeremy: Whatever, it'll be over in a minute anyways, 50 easy bux!

TV Anouncer: Freddy Jackson saves the corner and clears it. Yoseph Goasla has the ball, AND HE'S IN WIDE OPEN SPACE. HE COULD GO ALL THE WAY. Here's Goasla, and tricks the goalkeeper, GOOOOOOOAAAAAAALLLLLLL.

*The Sports Bar Goes Crazy*

Gerald: GOOOOAAALLLL!!! I told you, ain't over until it's over.

TV Anouncer: And there's the whistle, Chunnan with a tie in Mazion.

Gerald: Pay up bro, or even better, you owe me a drink.

Jeremy: Ya, ya, whatever. This won't happen again, you know it.

Gerald: Wanna bet?

Jeremy: You're on, but this time, I got us tickets!
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Postby Polar Islandstates » Tue Jan 08, 2013 7:35 pm

Buoyed by the Storyteller's sage advice, the Terns took to the field full of confidence. The allowed their opposition the respect that decades of play in international football can afford a side, but no more than that, and they weren't to be intimidated. Jorgen Hauge in particular was keen to set out a marker, and he scored twice in the first half to set an example for the rest of the side in this, his last cycle as Terns captain. In the second half, the on fire Diedrich Kvitchenko hit a brace of his own, before the young Jean-Eric Villeneuve added a fifth late on. Nethertopia scored themselves, to save face, but ten goals in two games marked a better return than the Terns had put up in an awfully long time, their sixteen goals after six matches already surpassing their entire tally of fifteen from the last cycle. The fans were happy, and so was the Storyteller. With great enjoyment visible in the way he told the rest of the tale, if not in the shadows that hid his face.



The next match was something of a grudge match for the Terns however, and the calm and measured demeanour that had carried them through their last two games was soon forgotten. The opposition was to be Akbarabad, and that brought back memories. Only Alexsandr van Sorensen remained in the national team from that very first cycle back in qualifying for World Cup 56, but Akbarabad were one of those nations from the first qualification attempt. Two defeats were expected, but the nature in which they went about dismissing the Terns had stung at the time, and even now.

Worse was to come at World Cup 58, where as the third ranked team in the multiverse, the Terns were humbled, obliterated, annihilated by Akbarabad in the group stage of the tournament. Six-nil was the final score on that occasion, setting into motion a series of under-achievements for the Terns at the World Cup. It was, many suggested, the result that broke Sol Kirkkegaard at the World Cup. Zacharias Juul, Jorgen Hauge, and Alexsandr van Sorensen had all been in that squad, and they still bore the mental scars.

Three matches they'd played Akbarabad, and three times they'd lost, explained Alexsandr van Sorensen, he went on to vociferously press to the rest of the team that this record by to to rest.

Jorgen Hauge agreed, calling for blood in an uncharacteristic display of bloodlust from the captain.

Zacharias Juul, the only other player in the team to have faced Akbarabad on the pitch, agreed wholeheartedly, stating that whilst he had no idea of the players in the Akbarabadi team this cycle, and he had no idea if he would be facing any of the Terns' tormentors from that day where the rankings were turned on their head, he would nonetheless not be allowing any of them any favours.

To a man, the rest of the players agreed. They were fired up. They were ready for a battle. They were ready for a fight no less, and started chanting some Old Valhallan war cries together when Henning Tir entered the room and flicked the light on and off rapidly. Disorientated, and subdued by the light display, the players calmed and gathered at the front of the changing room as they saw the Storyteller enter the room. Bit by bit, each time the light flashed on, they saw his cloaked figure move across the floor as if under a strobe light. Tir said nothing. His face said it all. He was unimpressed at their rage and eagerness for cold vengeance.

The Storyteller barely spoke a word either, but merely cast his gaze across the room with what was presumably a withering look on his face. The players settled and awaited him to open his mouth...

Five years is a long time to wait for vengeance. It seemed like forever ago that Kasheyev had gone behind my back and betrayed the entire team to feed details of our contract bid to Hartmann's crew, but the consequences of his defection had set us back years as a company. We'd been relying on that contract. Orrstar didn't sub-contract often, but when they did there were usually plenty of monetary rewards on offer. In this part of Northbrook, there were only two crews that could tackle a contract of that size. Mine, and Hartmann's. And usually, we won them as well.

When I heard that they were going to open up another one of their contracts to a sub, I was all over it like a rash. My number two, Juha Kasheyev, was behind me all the way. Aiding here, helping there, going the extra mile at every opportunity. I made a mental note as we entered the room to present our bid to the Orrstar execs that he should get a raise when everything was sorted. That was before he stabbed us all in the back, of course.

Two minutes into my presentation, he stood up and walked over to the Hartmann crew, sitting down with with them. Unsettled, I delivered my pitch poorly, and when Hartmann stood up to give his, it was full of details that undermined and counter-acted my proposal at every detail. There was no doubt about it, Kasheyev had sold us up the proverbial creek with no means of propulsion. He'd even convinced me to hedge much of the business on getting that contract, which was just cruel in my opinion. I nearly lost the business after that. I had to lay off nearly half of the entire workforce. It was as if I was having to rebuild from scratch all over again. After two years of struggling along, I finally accepted help from my brother, and we started to get things moving again.

The mining industry in Northbrook is a complicated one - especially for us privateers when it comes to battling the big dogs for a bite of the pie. But we kept our heads down, and slowly but surely we were able to start bringing the head of Eriksen International Mining Concerns back up again.

There was still that aching burning feeling in my chest however. That desperate need to settle the score with that traitor Kasheyev and the dirty-dealing Hartmann. So, when I heard that Orrstar were going to be offering another one of their contracts up to the privateers in Hartmann's usual patch in the next couple of years, I knew there was only one way to go about things - we had to win that contract from right underneath Hartmann's nose. I wanted revenge. I wanted vindication. I wanted to rub the best bid imaginable in the faces of those smug worms from Hartmann's. This wasn't just business anymore, it was a personal vendetta.

We didn't know exactly when the bidding process was going to be opened by Orrstar, nor which specific seam of rock they'd be asking us to go for, but that didn't stop us from doing our research. Oh no. I wanted this to be our crowning glory. I hired extra staff against the advice of my brother and I set them to work on the surveys that I paid top dollar to get commissioned specially for the occasion. They had to know the rocks in Hartmann's usual area of operation like the back of their hands. The rest of us were left free to get on with the day to day tasks of making money at our current contracts, but every night I found the time to discuss with my brother and our secretaries just what the bid from us would entail.

Six months were spent drawing up different scenarios for submission based on different possible circumstances asked for by Orrstar - size, length of time, area, things like that. Every conceivable combination had been thought up by me and my staff. By the time the actual bidding process was announced by Orrstar, we'd already spent a cumulative total of more than eighteen months working on the bid. The late nights were killing me, but the thought of rubbing our success in the sour expressions of Kasheyev and Hartmann kept me going. That was my fuel. That was all I was living for. The closer the bid deadline came, the more fixated I became on the task of bidding. I started neglecting the day to day running of the business, leaving it up to my brother much to his protestations, and I hired several new members of staff to help me prepare the best possible bid I could ever conceive of creating. With the deadline two days away, we were nearly finished, and I felt sure that we would win the contract.

Then, just a single day before the bids were due, my new assistant Jesper came to me with some news that changed everything. Whilst booking the courier for the delivery of the bid to the presentations the next day, he'd made the discovery that the courier was coming to us straight from Hartmann's firm, and then going straight onto the Orrstar offices. Best of all, the courier would be Jesper's cousin Stanislav.

The opportunity for sabotage was almost too good to pass up on. Finally, I would have my revenge.

I could almost taste it.

Full of anticipation for the glorious day that would be the bidding day, I gave Jesper the go ahead to do some switching around of labels. First of all, he was to load up a bunch of old documents that we had lying about the office and replace the Hartmann bid with these packages. Then, he was to take the labels off the Hartmann and place them on these new bundles of rubbish. It was so simple. It was perfect. It was going to be spectacular.

The next day, I had a lie-in. Leaving the organisation at the office to Jesper, my brother, and Stanislav, I allowed myself the luxury of getting ready carefully and making myself look impeccable for the executives that would be watching my presentation. It was the best presentation we'd ever prepared. I couldn't wait to present it. Making it ever sweeter would be the fact that the Hartmann crew, complete with the treacherous rat Kasheyev, would be sat there with nothing but a bunch of old rubbish that was plucked from our wastepaper recycling box.

I allowed myself a small chuckle, and set out for the Orrstar office. I arrived just as Stanislav was leaving. He gave me a wink and a knowing smile. I smiled back, and went up to meet the rest of my team in the office. When I got up there, the Orrstar execs were all ready and waiting, as were the Hartmann crew. Fashionably late, I nodded curtly at Kasheyev, who eyeing me from across the room.

"Juha," I nodded.

"Rikyard," he nodded back, his expression impossible to read. Was it fear? Or maybe amusement. Cockiness? Self-assuredness? Oh how satisfying it would be to see the crooked smile wiped from his horrible little face.

"Rikyard, Petter," nodded Hartmann curtly at me and my brother.

"Hartmann," I nodded back, noting that Hartmann at least seemed to be taking things seriously.

"Right, gentlemen, shall we get started?" said the woman in the centre of the judging panel brightly, shuffling her papers with anticipation. "I see no surprises in that we have Eriksen and Hartmann bidding today?"

'Well, we'll just see about 'no surprises'...' I thought to myself with a smirk. Hartmann continued to stare at me quizzically, probably wondering just why I was so confident. I glanced at Kasheyev again, who simply mirrored my own smirk in turn. Misplaced confidence? Or bravado? I couldn't tell.

"Absolutely." I replied to the board, not taking my eyes off the Hartmann crew.

"Would you like to present first, Mr Eriksen?" asked the man on the right of the board. I briefly considered last time I'd been in this situation, being utterly humiliated after presenting first. How nice it would be to turn the tables this time.

"Er, no, no thank you," I said as graciously as I could manage, "let the Hartmann side go first this time."

I sat down with a grin and watched my rivals stand up to humiliate themselves. I nudged my brother and Jesper in the ribs and made myself comfortable. I was going to enjoy this.

So, imagine my terror. Imagine my horror. Imagine the sheer depths that my stomach plummeted to when I realised that I was watching Kasheyev and Hartmann give an incredibly good presentation.

My presentation.

Unable to watch, I held my head in my hands as I heard them recite the lines and read from the sheets that I'd spend hours practising and knew by heart. Even looking away didn't spare me the details, as I knew the presentation so well that at any point I knew which image they were displaying on the flipboard just by the words that they were saying. It was my presentation. Somehow, they'd obtained our work, and were now presenting it, complete with their own Hartmann touches, as if it were their own.

Twenty excruciating minutes later, I managed to stir from my catatonic paralysis just enough to squeak out the most basic of answers when they'd finished the talk.

"What's the matter, Rikyard?" asked Kasheyev with that awful smile of his, "Why, you look like you've seen a ghost!"

"Egah..." I stammered in response. I felt ill.

"I believe you've already met my cousins Jesper and Stanislav?" continued Kasheyev as Jesper stood up and walked over to the Hartmann team. History was repeating itself. The corners of my vision blacked out. Without even checking what was inside out bid folders I knew what they would contain - all the wastepaper I'd been encouraged to switch the Hartmann bid for. Only, they hadn't even got as far as making a bid - Jesper simply stole ours away from us.

"Are you okay, Mr Eriksen?" asked the woman on the left of the board of three, "You really don't look well."

"I... I..." I stuttered, unable to find any words to express what I wanted to say.

I could feel my brother's eyes boring into me. All those extra staff. All those hours spent neglecting the bread-and-butter of the business. All that money spent in the process. All that time spent building us back up once already.

Unless I could think up something incredibly soon, we were ruined...


Again, as before his story, the Storyteller did not say anything at the conclusion of the tale, but rather let the silence and the players' minds do all the work. They had got the message. No more with the irrational and uncontrollable urge to seek vengeance. No more with the blood boiling in their veins. No more with the hearts overruling their heads. Get too greedy, and you can come unstuck once again.

The players each heeded the advice. Too much thinking negatively about your foe leaves not enough time to think positively about yourself, leading to rack and ruin when it comes to seeking revenge on a cunning and wily opponent. Akbarabad were just that type of opponent. Coolly, with calmness and serenity restored, Jorgen Hauge lead the players out into the tunnel. Time to do things the right way. Results would be avenged, yes, but in the right way.
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