World Cup 94 [roleplays]

by **Independent Athletes from Quebec** » Thu Jun 29, 2023 1:56 pm

OOC: This article is used as a preparation for the upcoming series - 'Social Seasons of Shin-goryeo' - starting...next cutoff window. Stay tuned.

Independent Athletes from Quebec (IAQ) - World Cup 94 Team
WINDOW 2 - v. Archalit, @ North-Khrakozia
26-PLAYER ENTRY

GOALKEEPERS (3): Mederick Brown (West Couno United, TMB), Goh Yeong-Rok (Kingston FC), Sandra Middleton (Brinemouth, NPH)

DEFENDERS (9): Pierre-Karl Cizeron (Liria, MYT), Alain Delisle (Montreal City), Kira Dormann (Kingsbury United, TMB), Coralie Higgins-Mah (Alnio, CMT), Hannah Kim (Damogran, SRS), Pierre-Karl Miller (RGS Athletic, EFL), Sinisa Salihamidzic (Montreal Koreana), Yves Soonias (Montreal Koreana), Brian Wilson-Didh (Santranginus, SRS), Frederic Yabusele (Atletik, MYT)

MIDFIELDERS (6): Jean-Christophe Babin (Sabrefell Moths, NPH), Joelinton Dyxkeson (Brantisvogan, SRS), Samuel McTavish (Lakewood City, TMB), Anne-Marie Morse (Lanar, CMT), Pyo Seung-Hye (Avondale City, SYL), Otis Tekaronhonte (Eivora Athletic FC, TKT)

FORWARDS (8): Hong Yeong-Sahm (Lhor, CMT), Anna Korniloff-Kouyate (Atletik, MYT), Oberon M'bah-Pinho (Tihon, CMT), Amina Salihamidzic Beckie (Kingston FC), Odette Tsioui (Perce Town), Enyinnaya Udegbunam (Latrobe Athletic, KSK), Ruby Vanderley (Lanar, CMT), Zinaida Woodcarver (Crisisbless, NPH)

Starting XI vs. Archalit (4-1-2-2-1, can also be translated as 4-3-2-1):
Middleton
Miller - Cizeron - H. Kim - Wilson-Didh
Dyxkeson
Wawanolett - M. Bouck
Woodcarver - Korniloff-Kouyate
M'bah-Pinho

Starting XI vs. Nova-Khrakozia (4-2-3-1):
Goh Y.R.
Yabusele - Dormann - McKinley - Delisle
McTavish - Morse
Hong Y.S. - Babin - Tsioui
Salihamidzic Beckie

The Promenade: Your Magazine of Introductions to the Society

What is the Shingoryeoite Social Season? A Look

Renee Corbeau

Quebec and Shingoryeo is a nation of traditions and customs. With the country built on the centuries of dynamicity, tolerance and industry best explained through the Union of Three Crowns and the Shingoryeoite Empire of the 1700s to the 1900s, the nation has served for centuries as the multiversal hotbed of historicals with no shortage of coverage in theatre, film and media as a setting, inspiration and also extraction through individual characters.

And while the realm of Quebecois historicals tend to cover a wide range of eras and societies, the immense success of Tele1's 'Danbury House' by Jorge Miguel Melzer brings forth the recent surge of interests in the Shinogoryeoite Social Season. Set in the Louisianan Period of years 1805 to 1812, the six-season Danbury House captivates the viewers with its dazzling aesthetics, historical accuracy, and furthermore the interpersonal dynamics that occur between the Rosenfelds, Baemoons (surname: Cha) and the Songak society with Queen Alae and Lord Swangard the Prime Minister in the background.

But for all the praises it has received on the artistic direction, what seems to particularly draw the viewers is the way the Shingoryeoite social season of old is brought to life. Often described through the dances, high fashion, audiences and endless hours of train rides to the provinces or the festivals, the Shinogoryeoite social season is a complicated, conflicting creature of own.

It is a season that is both Shingoryeoite in its use of Shingoryeoite Korean is still expected on certain domains, and international in the makeup of international high society who have and continues to be seen in Joongyeong or Songak. It is also a season that is both universal in its representation of society's various classes, something that is the production of past hundred years of efforts taken, while also fractured and stratified with those of the Old Society (Shingoryeoites usually defined to be indigenous and/or Koreanophones up to 1820), the Etrangers (usually representing aristocracy, royalty and other elites of foreign classes) and the Outer Circle.

The Shingoryeoite Social Season, unlike in other countries, refers to the social seasons of Joongyeong, the seat of the Parliament and the Daemyeonggoong Palace, and Songak, the nation's economic capital. While societal functions involving the high society have existed in the centuries long before the Alexandrinian Period, the Shingoryeoite Social Season started to evolve in the second half of 1700s following the Unification of the Shingoryeoite realms via the Union of Three Crowns in 1738. A relatively newer conceptualisation of the concept, one that would involve the nation's elite of diverse peoples to unite for the society of functions, would gradually develop into one of their own.

It would not be until the Louisianan period of early-1800s however, when the Season as known by the public right now, would really develop into the current form. The flourishing of Blood Sea trade route between northern Atlantian Oceania and southern Rushmore, one that would be propelled by its allied nations and empires on the Vatmark sub-continent of Rushmore, would pave the way for increasing industrialisation. The development of an industrial empire would both lead into the expansion of both the scale of and the conflicts arising within the High Society where the landed gentry of old, Jangwon-ated means (OOC: usually refers to those who were admitted into Farrer and St. Croix universities) would be challenged by those of the mercantile nouveau riche.

Also coming with it is the establishment of the overseas territories and dominions across the Multiverse, but Focusing on their relative territorial and economic merits, he Quebecois held limited role and left the governance to local royal/dynastical houses, who would fall under the mostly similar administrative and economic frameworks. Such too would find their way in the high societies of Joongyeong and Songak, two metropolises commonly known for their ethno-linguistic rivalries of own, as those of the Imperial, allied and outside realms would too be welcomed into the society that was contradictory in the level of acceptance to Quebec and Shingoryeo society's highest echeleons.

The expansion in all classes of society, both in population and means, would be followed by attempts in demarcating and establishing territories for different socioeconomic milieu. With the definition of the aristocracy expanding into that of the landed gentry, societal expansion would see more movement between the rural house seats to that of the mansions near the two cities (and in some other cases the other of seven capitals of Shingoryeo). A clear distinction would be observed between the cities, where the majority of festivals and more public of functions would be held, while the rural/outer-city mansions would host more exclusive of functions in a more extravagant manner of cottage county traditions better known in other parts of the world.

Being major international metropolises Joongyeong and Songak see no shortage of events on year-round basis. That said, both cities observe two windows - the Small Season from early-October to mid-February, and the Big Season from Easter to mid-June, with even-numbered years expanding into early-July due to conflict with many international sporting events such as the World Cup. Former season would usually start off with the Final Night of the QBC Proms in Royal Walton Hall, Joongyeong, which would then be followed by a season of autumn festivals themed for the Chuseok season. They would be combined with a wide range of complimentary events, including musicals and operas, shoots and sport league opening nights, in more localised capacity than with the Big Season. In past the season was fitted with debut balls to close out the season - once a major staple for the Society season, they have nowadays been replaced with charity functions and more specialised events tied not to the February, but to the wider, local Chuseok festivals earlier in the calendar to mark the thanksgiving. Independent of them, however, stand distinctive, standalone events the Festival de Dongnae held in Dongnae-Halifax County, Acadie; and the Joongyeong Fashion Week, which is normally held as the final event of the season in mid-February.

The end of the Small Season would see two months of adjournment close to the end of a fiscal year and preparations for many examinations and related tasks before the season would resume in April after another year has been crossed. The Big Season, one that the Season's usually known internationally, would start with the April's Jongmyo Jerye held on the Easter weekend. While the Jerye's traditionally function is to observe and commemorate the ancestral Kings and Queens of the nation and predecessor states, a custom valued highly upon in the nation of 40,000 deities, it has somewhat seen an altered meaning elsewhere marking the start of the Social Season. During the summers, both metropolises would see a wide range of events that have since become part of the fabric, including the Athlone Gala in Songak's Soochanggoong Museum or the cricket matches at the Royal Cricket Ground, as well as the QBC Promenades and the horseracing Grand Prix de Joongyeong in the nation's capital.

While traditionally a domain of the two metropolises, several events of the Big Season have also established themselves over time as an integral piece attached to it. In particular are the Festival de Dongnae, usually held as the pinnacle of the Small Season outside of the usual Chuseok festivities, while the summertime would see the Montevicio Emerald Ball in Montevicio and the Adelphite Festival showcasing Opera in Adelphi Castle about half-hour outside of Anju, Abitibi-Agawa. As with events of the more traditional calendar, dress codes, customs and expectations will be expected and followed, though in the recent years there have been changes made towards certain cases, many in positive direction such as the relaxing of the attire colours to be worn at the cricket matches in the RCG, though some have not been as positive, such as increased security checks at the Jongmyo.

Now, as with most customs the Shingoryeoite social seasons do evolve and change. Many do indeed head to the quintessence dust of time or be quietly added, usually as a falsely-claimed addition that one claims to be from an ancestor or a hero of rarified times. But what continues to be the case, however, is that no matter the blind loyalties given in praise or excessive detestations placed on those events, one cannot deny the significance the Shingoryeoite social season holds in the functioning of the society especially considering the members who often take part in them. As quietly and swiftly shelved aside were traditional modes of debutant balls have gone, others too have found meaning in the greater Shingoryeoite culture and society, with Dongnae International Film Festival, the Athlone Gala and the QBC Proms considered to be three of the multiverse's most prestigious events in their respective field of arts.

World Cup 81/82/83/84

BP fall in opener
Scott McCrae
The Daily Mail Chief Soccer Writer

The Commonwealth of Baker Park National Team had never lost an opening match in World Cup Qualifying until a 3-0 loss away to Atheara in the last cycle but following the 2-1 defeat to Aust Scor at the Riverside City Stadium, they're on a 2 match losing streak.

This edition of the squad is still a bit of a work in progress, as Will Barnard didn't hesitate to change things up at halftime by creating more width in midfield with the introduction of Isabelle Wiley and Cyndi Garfield to the lineup. The defense had been the area that seemed to be coming together faster than the attack, but it was a pair of breakdowns in communication at the back that led to both of Aust Scor's goals, although those were the only times that the visitors managed to crack the code over the course of 90 minutes.

Carly Logan was captain on the occasion of her 50th NT cap, which was actually earned in a sub appearance during a friendly but recognized in front of the crowd of nearly 17,000 which also saw hometown star Amy Freeman come on after an hour to replace Jon Schulman.

The next international break will start off with a trip to South Americanastan, a nation which participated in the Baptism of Fire, followed by a home fixture against AO rivals 95X in Newport.

All other Group 4 matches ended in a stalemate which means the Bees sit at the foot of the table presently with Poafmersia just ahead having had the bye on the first matchday.

MD 2 lineup vs South Americanastan

Calloway; Bruce, Edmonds, Bauer (C); Park, Ryan, Shanahan, Altman; McDavid; Gibson, Coleman
subs: Rossi, O'Connor, Walker, D'Alessandro, McFairlaine, Vetter, Price, Moorman, A Knight

lineup vs 95X @ Newport City Stadium (32,000)

McCormack; Hardwick, O'Connor, Walker; C Logan, D'Alessandro, Vetter, McFairlaine; Price; Mack (C), Moorman
subs: Albertson, Edmonds, Finnegan, Shanahan, Park, Olivera, Syzmanski, Baum, Diaz

by **Farfadillis** » Thu Jun 29, 2023 1:58 pm

OOC note: the poem potentially outlining the future of the Farf war is a (very heavily edited) text produced by AI. It took a good amount of effort but nowhere near the effort it would've taken me to come up with this from scratch. Probably because I'm bad at poetry. I did count syllables though, and the structure is very rigid if I didn't fuck things up!

"Farolera thus stands tall,
with mighty force to lead.
In time their edge will be gone,
their fate will be decreed."

Faragó rue Cazade kept feeling... immaterial. The last few... seconds? Minutes? Months? Years, maybe... had been a blur. All he could remember now, all he could focus on, was this cryptic song slash poem he could not make sense of. Being played on repeat, again and again.

"Rülândéá, Szoirsia,
allies as strong as not strong,
Will be the ones to break
the fall of the southern song."

One of the players at the... World Cup of Dreams was it? One of them had recited it to him. He didn't recognize the face. He'd said it was Faragó's song. He'd told him he was going to be fine and eventually wake up.

Faragó did not feel fine. And what was that about waking up?

The song always came with a booming headache, reaching a crescendo in what Faragó guessed were the most important parts.

"Induja's foreign agents,
with new power to wield,
cut off Farolera's beak
and make them at last reel."

This was all non-sense to him. 'Farolera's beak'? Foreign agents in Induja with new power to wield? Szoirsia allied with Rülândéá?

"Mâ Âlâmëómë,
the mother of one and all,
Will bring forth disasters.
Will make Farolera crawl."

The one transparent stanza always came with a very sharp pain in the right eye. Mâ Âlâmëómë... Rulandese for Mother Nature.

"Puerto Farolero is
the penultimate straw,
Astonished, Farolerans
shall witness an outlaw."

"The north will be destroyed,
the east will be in retreat,
mighty Farolera...
will suffer crushing defeat."

Why did... Farolera have to suffer all of that? What had he missed? His teammates at the World Cup had hinted at things. Some seemed to hate each other more than the usual. Everyone seemed to fucking despise Alex Terán...

"A new nation shall be born,
conceded by who withdrew,
Leased by one from foreign land;
in command number two."

Confusion was better than headaches. Faragó could easily accept that he lacked all context for this part. But he knew, after hundreds of iterations, that the next one was the one to draw a fissure, figuratively, he hoped, through his skull.

"The curtain will fall for
but a shy meager instant
New scenes set in motion,
the wheel of time, incessant."

Yes, Farf history marches on. He knew that much. He understood it. He could even feel it by now, the poem having reverberated through him so much he felt he understood it intuitively.

He let the pain pass, then braced for it to begin again. But it didn't.

"He's gripping my hand! He's gripping my hand!"

He could faintly hear his wife in the distance. It was a rare occurence. Somewhere within him, he felt it. The poem was about to begin again.

"It hurts! I can't escape the grip!"

Not again. He understood the song. He understood it enough. Please, not again.

"Stop, darling! Stop!"

No, he was not going to stop. He was finally feeling more... real. More material.

"Doctor! DOCTOR!"

This faint afterimage of his wife, he was done with it. He'd pull out of whatever state he was in, and he was going to do it now.

"Farolera thus stands tall,
with mighty force to lead.

"No." He muttered to himself. "Not this time." He pulled together every bit, every ounce of spirit within him. What little he had left, if any. It felt like he had a lot. He had been battered, but he was far from broken. With all of this, he tried to exist. He fiercely, savagely resisted the void he felt in this place.

"NO!" He shouted. His eyes opened. In front of him, his wife, 'holding his hand', crying. Possibly from happinness, most definitely also because of sheer pain.

by **Saint Eleanor** » Thu Jun 29, 2023 1:59 pm

Channel 4 presents THE RACE TO THE WORLD CUP - Cup of Harmony 85, first knockout round
SAINT ELEANOR 3-4 GNEJS [2-2 a.e.t.] (Jessica Martin 4, Dekamela weMexala 23, Rick Goldsmith 119; Phaedo Svensson 57 and 99, Simon Naess 86, Cratylus Hansen 115)

Report by Candy Hewitt, Channel 4 football analyst: Saint Eleanor's quest to become only the third nation in history to defend the Cup of Harmony collapsed in one of the most excruciating manners possible - surrendering a rapid-fire two-goal lead at almost the last possible opportunity to go down against Gnejs at the TQG Langvöllur Arena in Hofvinger, Græntfjall.
Early reports from Gnejsian media would suggest this was a shock result, an upset for the ages. That, however, it was not. If anything, the greater shock was that Saint Eleanor went in guns blazing and did so without their backline making a mess of itself. A crafty cut inside from Jessica Martin, the first real opportunity of the match, also brought with it the first goal. A look at the replay footage will show Steve Pilchard sticking his hand up begging for the easy pass instead, however, and he was the nucleus of the Eleanorian attack from the start as he normally is; this time, however, his work was to distract the defenders, let Martin and David Newcastle in for a cross and let them swing away.
The second case in point was from clubmate Dekamela weMexala, who headed in from a typically picture-perfect Newcastle cross to strengthen their lead with not even half an hour played. This was neither characteristic weMexala nor characteristic Saint Eleanor: they were fast, dynamic and desperate. So desperate, in fact, that Bridget Coombe contrived to head onto the bar from a few yards out at the end of the first half.
You have to ask: Why? So did Phaedo Svensson, who himself struck the woodwork just thirty seconds into the second half. He need not have rued his luck, though: August Bjørneboe rather incredibly caught Liam West unawares right off a cross-field pass from Exandra Davies, pinged the ball almost like a one-two to Svensson and watched as he converted with sheer aplomb. There were other moments, too - Gnejs had eight shots on target in the second half, from the dramatic to the shouldn't-have-been-saved compared to Saint Eleanor's zero - but perhaps their crowning glory of the ninety minutes was a faux-shot aimed in the path of Sam Newbridge; it came off him and forced a corner which Simon Naess dutifully converted with five minutes left.
The PUG had, by this stage, become a rampaging bulldog. Saint Eleanor were, by contrast, turgid; expectant, albeit in the most vain and hopeful terms possible. Svensson made them pay with a sublime solo effort that was sparked by an excellent Nilsen pass. Hansen, who had his own near-misses in the added thirty minutes, took it on himself to collect the debt and help repossess Saint Eleanor's most valuable sporting possession when he dabbed in from another late corner. Rick Goldsmith, an unnecessarily late substitute, could have made more of a difference than an open-play break that he skilfully executed just 90 seconds from the final whistle.
Questions have to be asked of the national team after a performance as sorry as this. Liam West, so often criticised for not attending press conferences, did turn up and answered a couple of reporters. He explicitly handed over to Coombe, who must have answered a couple of dozen - mostly with the kind of critical, although not absolutely negative, lens she has enjoyed adopting in most cases. This knockout game is the latest exhibit in the case for Saint Eleanor needing a captain with enough fortitude, sanity and wit to survive entire campaigns; perhaps the woman James Warwick has dubbed "Queen Bridget," of all the plausible candidates, is best-equipped for this task.

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Christine Terrence: "Maybe I was cut out for the quiet life after all"
Chief Football Correspondent Jamie Rodgers puts one of the most unremarkable players on the national team under the spotlight
Originally published on Wednesday 5th January 2005

Christine Terrence has been there for most of her playing career. She hasn't done anything too famous; she hasn't done anything too controversial; most people haven't even noticed her since she switched from central midfield to central defence a few years ago. "I mean, all of that was inevitable, wasn't it? It shouldn't have been, though, really - I used up all my luck by the time I got there."

Terrence had it all when she was going to school ten years ago or so: she had a vast network of friends, a love of all school subjects ("except maybe textiles, which I thought was a bit clumsy"), and the captaincy of the Charles Trump Shield team. Her biggest regret, failing to be selected for the 1996 Schools Trivia Challenge team too, carries more mixed feelings. "Do I think I deserved a place on that team? Yes. Do I feel like Mr Wellington would have cheated in my presence? Absolutely not? Am I still not very happy with the fact they pulled the rug under our team as hard as they possibly could to punish us for that? You'd better believe it; the New Lizard should have been hammered for their misdeeds too but I'm still convinced it was a completely one-sided punishment for a two-sided event."

That year's Shield side came a penalty shootout away from the quarterfinals at the end of it all. "I missed, which wasn't good leadership, but so did two of my teammates and I don't think any of us were expected to do a lot against Whitehammer! That particular campaign could be best described as 'better than we feared;' the first two rounds claim the scalps of teams around our level every year but we didn't do anything bad, we stuck up for two 2-0 wins, we played clean, fast and fluid football - and we even dumped Trident in the second round, which would have been excellent preparation for the derby if I hadn't decided that going to the University and signing up for its de-facto football team would be a good idea. Terranean Literature and History, just so you know."

What three games does she feel like most shaped her career today? "Number one - first goal, Juventud nil, Sword and Shield four, June 13th 1998 - lovely Saturday afternoon. Nobody really likes the Poly Sports Centre although you're almost contractually bound to hate it if you're playing for us - too dingy, too corrugated and probably worse than the home team. Can't wait for Cap Nord. I don't think I was too deterred; I was asked to start but I felt as though the match was a good training ground because I could hover into space, pick up passes, recycle the play again and maybe move it up a lot if there's enough space. I did that about... 90% of the time? That's my strike rate today, which is a sign they do need to seriously improve and fast. Anyway, one of those long passes would have gotten Stan[ley Longley] had he not been accidentally roughed up by Joey Roberts, the greatest baseball player ever to grace Saint Eleanor. Jessica [Martin] lined up the free kick, I moved up just in time to head it past and I'm sure you know what happened next. Good time, good timing, nice opportunity to show my potential and I'm still ticking away today."

Second would be Arsenal's 1-0 home win at home against Independence 1975, about midway through the 2000 season. "It was a simple proposition: midfield was full up already, I was good at the defending side of it, a vacancy had opened in the defence after - or at least around the same time as - Paul Ferry disgraced himself so I was just asked to play there most of the time. The bad thing about defending against Indy is that once they've scored, they will often just not bother to attack you again for good reason. The good thing is that their strikers aren't too good. I was asked to mark Henry Green that day and... he's excellent on his day but not superb about placement himself sometimes. This was one of those opportunities; I had a couple of letoffs but there were times when I came close enough to either guide the ball out or just tip it away from his grasp. I don't really try and charge at people or tackle them in the traditional sense, although I obviously can if I need to; I've realised this in a few places but the fact I could stop Henry without having to resort to those kind of tactics so often shows that maybe I was cut out for the quiet life after all. It's annoying and it wins games, but does anyone really care that much?"

Her final selection is, interestingly, their win on penalties against Newbanks United in the semifinals of 2003's Showcase. "I'm not talking about the penalties this time; I had no part in them. Emma [Steele, Sword and Shield manager] adopted a more fluid approach to the marking here; Nobuyuki Ishida was understood to be the more forwards striker with Wayne Crawshaw in a deeper position and we were asked to move accordingly. Sometimes Samuel [Walcott] and I were both on Nobby, which mostly didn't help despite the impressions. He knew exactly how to turn and play the ball into Wayne and the long-range effort that came from that early in the first half surprised us a bit, perhaps enough that I was asked to go up the pitch and mark him instead. I'd say it was still loosely zonal marking, but... this time I wouldn't say we were lucky to get out alive. We knew what we had to do, we had plans for advancing the play, we did it and that proved to be more than enough to avoid embarrassment."

Terrence, long-established as a centreback, enters the White Stars at what can almost be described as a time of permacrisis in the position. "Esther Launceston's nice; I had dinner with her a couple of days ago, although most of the conversation was about Alex Gray. Sam Newbridge has also been good from the few times I've talked to him and I think everyone knows his aggression is just an on-pitch thing rather than anything too serious. Bridget Coombe commands respect, although we all give her some as our captain anyway; I don't think I'll ever get any game time here especially since she's more than willing to play in central defence if it's necessary. And, of course, my clubmates are, well, clubmates - but I keep most of the chitchat with them to the University Grounds! I like making new friends." Does she have any predictions for the imminent visit to Lisander? "I'll run through all the money on my LSID card out of curiosity. 80% of the team either won't touch it or are fiercely libertarian enough to risk keeping it at home. Also, we're definitely winning 3-1."

Does anybody pay attention - or want to pay attention - to the national team's other, newer Chris? They could be forgiven for thinking she won't have much of a part to play for the national team; she herself admits that. Your focus would be better served towards her club-level activity: it is activity, it does make a difference and it does win matches if done right, but she doesn't talk about it too much and it can only be described as unfortunate that this has been reciprocated among all the actors except the ones that really matter.

by **Eura** » Thu Jun 29, 2023 2:00 pm

Hello, Eurans!
Look at your manager.
Now back to Glen Merson
Now back to your manager.
Now back to Glen Merson.
Sadly, your man isn’t Glen Merson, but if he stopped bottling Cup of Harmony finals and started winning them, he could manage a football team like he’s Glen Merson.
Look down, back up. Where are you?
You’re on a winner’s podium, with a medal round your neck, and the manager you could have.
What’s in your hand?
Back to Glen – its him, its his hand. He’s putting yours on the trophy. He has them, and he’s put his hands on the thing you love most – silverware.
Look again.
The Cup of Harmony trophy is now a World Cup trophy!
Anything is possible when Glen Merson manages our national team, and not Harkdown.
Unfortunately, that can include blowing it against Delte in the Copa Rushmori knockouts.
I’m on a roleplaying forum.

by **Kelssek** » Thu Jun 29, 2023 2:01 pm

Cutoff for MD 2-3

Two contenders for best hair at the 1994 World Cup

by **Krytenia** » Thu Jun 29, 2023 2:13 pm

Captina And Tenil-nille
By Rami Niblick in Geneva City, Captina Island

THE more things change, the more they stay the same. A CAFA Cup trophy and a deep run in the Under-18 World Cup seemed to suggest that, at long last, BXE and new assistant manager Tommy Warren had got Krytenia to a place where they could start to fulfil their considerable potential. Yet here we are again, one matchday into a World Cup qualification campaign, and already lamenting dropped points and lost ground after a game we have somehow failed to win.

What makes matters worse for the Dragons is that, for several portions of the game, Captina Island were genuinely the better side. True, the visitors losing Angus Jack to an ankle injury in the first half didn't help, but substitute Gil Sanchez is a more than capable striker. The trouble is, both he and Greg Williams were seriously starved of chances. The Captina team were determined not to let Krytenia's reputation get the better of them, and set their stall out to disrupt and counter Savannah Quinn and Esteban Salvador in the middle of the park, throttling the Dragons' biggest creative outlet. In that regard, Barnabas Morningstar appeared to actually be five midfielders, such was his relentless hounding of anyone on the ball in a sky blue shirt. The stats will also show that the home side also had more shots on goal than the Krytenians, largely due to canny play in front of the Dragons' defence, overloading the central zones and giving Derek Higgins and Robert Gorman too many potential threats to deal with. That Krytenia even escaped with a point is largely down to a calm and collected performance by Amanda Bach.

The question now, of course, is how the team reacts to this setback. We've started slowly and gone on to good things before, but though this qualifying campaign is a long one, it hits a crucial turn early. Krytenia's next double matchday sees them play host to Gnejs in Tyfield, before travelling to Cabo Azure. Both sides are likely to be Krytenia's main rivals in the race for a play-off spot. The Dragons cannot afford any slip-ups even at this early stage; perhaps they can take a leaf from the SRS after their display of ursicide. Onward!

by **Dod Rava** » Thu Jun 29, 2023 2:24 pm

http://www.muzyka.rawy.dor

Pierwszy nasz przedstawiciel na między narodowym festiwalu sztuki, kim jest Jerzy Zbignierski?

Jerzy Zbignierski urodzony 7 czerwca 1960 roku w Rawie. Zbignierski jest artystą cenionym i znanym w Dod Ravie, wykonuje on utwory, których teksty często poruszają różnorodną problematykę która jest często związana z jego doświadczeniami i poglądami z których wiele jest uznawanych za kontrowersyjne bądź niepoprawne. W 1980 skazany na dwa lata więzienia za odmowę służby wojskowej, Zbignierski wspomina że odmówił służby z jego poglądów które były bardzo hipisowskie i pacyfistyczne, warto podkreślić że wtedy w kraju panowała jeszcze komuna, a wszelakie protesty kończyły się brutalną ich pacyfikacją.

Pobyt w więzieniu Zbignierskiego posiadał duży wpływ na jego twórczość, i na jego późniejsze postrzeganie świata, czego efektem może być jego kultowa piosenka wydana w '91 "Noc bez końca." Po wyjściu na wolność w '82 młody Jerzy grał na ulicy, trzy lata później wydał w 1985 pierwszy solowy album "Beztytułu". Po upadku komunizmu w 1987 tu też pozbyciu się cenzury w mediach Zbignierski rozwinął swoją działalność artystyczną na skalę krajową, grając przedewszystkim bluesa ale także rock czy pop. Dlaczego ludzie go słuchają? Każdy poda inny powód niektórzy podadzą jego nietuzinkowy głos, który można było by prędzej przypisać do zmęczonego życiem człowieka, który pali za dużo papierosów i nie grzeszy od alkoholu, a inni powiedzą że to przekaz jego piosenek pozwala im się z nim utożsamiać.

Bez względu na to dlaczego ludzie go słuchają to on został wybrany żeby reprezentować nas na Festiwalu Kultury Esportovii. Jak mówi przewodniczący powołanego komitetu którego celem było zebranie najciekawszych krajowych artystyów: "Wybór był bardzo trudny, wybieraliśmy między różnymi artystami tam pojawiali się zarówno młodzi i starsi, raperzy, piosenkarze, śpiewający pop czy rocka ale finalnie padło na Zbignierskiego."
Nie znamy jego repertuary na ten festiwal, możemy jedynie myśleć co nam zgotuje; jednak za pewniaki możemy uznać co najmniej jedną jego piosenkę "Noc bez końca" której tekst możecie znaleźć poniżej!

W mroku celi, noc bez końca trwa,
Beton celi, służba więzienna czuwa.
Ile jeszcze będę tutaj trwać?
W tej ciemności, samotność która ogarnia mnie.

Noc bez końca, w więziennym cieniu,
Marzenia skradzione, dźwięki za kratami.
Krzyki. obdzierają ludzie ze skóry,
Czuje jak ta noc trwa wiecznie, już niedługo, niedługo wychodzę.

W myślach ukrytych, moje pragnienia tkwią,
Szary beton, me marzenia przesłania.
Woda kapie, a łańcuchy stukają,
A ja skuty, nadzieję odnajduję w snach.

Noc bez końca, w więziennym cieniu,
Marzenia skradzione, dźwięki za kratami.
Krzyki. obdzierają ludzie ze skóry,
Czuje jak ta noc trwa wiecznie, już niedługo, niedługo wychodzę.

Lecz wiem, że kiedyś nadejdzie dzień,
Gdy z tej celi, na wolność wyjdę wreszcie.
Noc bez końca, odległym wspomnieniem stanie się,
Gdy znów zobaczę światło, odzyskam sens.

Noc bez końca, w więziennym cieniu,
Marzenia skradzione, dźwięki za kratami.
Krzyki. obdzierają ludzie ze skóry,
Czuje jak ta noc trwa wiecznie, już niedługo, niedługo wychodzę.

Orginalny tekst Jerzego Zbignierskiego w wersji polskojęzycznej.

Our first representative at the international art festival, who is Jerzy Zbignierski?

Jerzy Zbignierski was born on June 7, 1960, in Rawa. Zbignierski is a respected and well-known artist in Dod Rava. He performs songs that often address various issues closely related to his experiences and views, many of which are considered controversial or unconventional. In 1980, he was sentenced to two years in prison for refusing military service. Zbignierski recalls that he refused service due to his strongly held hippie and pacifist beliefs. It's worth noting that the country was still under communist rule at the time, and any protests were brutally suppressed.

His time in prison had a significant impact on his creativity and his later perception of the world, which is reflected in his iconic song released in '91, "Noc bez końca" ("Endless Night"). After his release in '82, the young Jerzy performed on the streets, and three years later, he released his first solo album, "Beztytułu" ("Untitled"), in 1985. After the fall of communism in 1987 and the subsequent lifting of media censorship, Zbignierski expanded his artistic activities on a national scale, performing primarily blues but also rock and pop. Why do people listen to him? Everyone has their own reasons. Some may mention his unique voice, which one could associate with a world-weary individual who smokes too many cigarettes and abstains from alcohol. Others may say that it's the message of his songs that allows them to identify with him.

Regardless of the reasons why people listen to him, he was chosen to represent us at the Esportovia Cultural Festival. As the chairman of the appointed committee, whose aim was to gather the most interesting domestic artists, said: "The choice was very difficult. We had to choose among various artists, including both young and older ones, rappers, singers performing pop or rock, but ultimately, Zbignierski was selected." We don't know his repertoire for this festival; we can only speculate what he will bring. However, we can be sure of at least one song, "Noc bez końca," the lyrics of which you can find below.

In the darkness of the cell, the endless night lingers,
The concrete of the cell, the prison guards watch over.
How much longer will I endure here?
In this darkness, loneliness engulfs me.

Endless night, in the prison's shadow,
Stolen dreams, sounds behind bars.
Shouts. They strip the skin off people,
I feel how this night lasts forever. Soon, very soon, I'll be out.

Hidden in thoughts, desires reside,
Gray concrete obscures dreams.
Water drips, chains clink,
And I, bound, find hope in my dreams.

Endless night, in the prison's shadow,
Stolen dreams, sounds behind bars.
Shouts. They strip the skin off people,
I feel how this night lasts forever. Soon, very soon, I'll be out.

But I know that someday the day will come,
When I'll finally walk out of this cell into freedom.
The endless night will become a distant memory,
When I see the light again, regain purpose.

Endless night, in the prison's shadow,
Stolen dreams, sounds behind bars.
Shouts. They strip the skin off people,
I feel how this night lasts forever. Soon, very soon, I'll be out.

This is my free translation of this song, it is not official and some may translate it differently keep, in mind that the song wasn't created for English language in mind. This translation was made for our English speaking readers and listeners by me, enjoy!

- Administrator of Muzyka Rawy

by **Nephara** » Thu Jun 29, 2023 8:12 pm

Nephara 2 - 0 Ascvalion
(4-4-2) 1 - Strand; 2 - Holden, 5 - Roback, 6 - Scales, 25 - Mueller; 23 - Drake, 15 - Constantine, 24 - Sebold (8 - Anhope), 16 - Drnaso; 7 - Anharbour, 9 - Kulesza
Goals: Anharbour 16', Drake 41'

Cassadaigua 3 - 1 Nephara
(4-4-2) 1 - Strand; 2 - Holden, 5 - Roback, 6 - Scales, 3 - Xu; 13 - Brewer (23 - Drake), 15 - Constantine, 24 - Sebold (8 - Anhope), 11 - Loeher (26 - Kvasina); 9 - Kulesza (14 - Berenguer), 21 - Vetiver
Goal: Vetiver 57'

It was such a beautiful pass.
Rarely was a pass able to vindicate an entire formation, but this was it. A sweeping, diagonal cross, hit with venom across the pink shirts, Tabithe Drake pausing in the follow-through just to admire it... time almost standing still, only the ball moving.
"Boss? Boss."
Still... ? No. Kulesza was moving. Kulesza was rising, rising high, higher than anyone. And he planted his head on the ball, but not at goal, no, a cushioned knock-down, a proper throwback...
"You've got to be fucking joking. Hey!"
... and of course it was a knockdown to Vetiver, already shaping to sweep the ball home, in the right place at the right time, and there it was, buried into the net, and the score was 4-1 - 4-1! - at the home of one of their black dogs of late, Cassadaigua who always had the run on them, Cassadaigua who really seemed to have the Cormorants' number--
"Seriously, are you fucking narcoleptic or what?"
Cantor jerked forward, shook her head, blinked. "Iwasfuckinuhhhh I was. Meditating."
"Great," snapped Radeka Lind, "can you meditate on a fucking substitution? We're getting rinsed out there!"
"I was letting the gameplan settle," said Cantor, piously. "No reason to panic. It's only, uh," she frantically scanned through her memory banks, "2-1."
Lind gave her a look. Cantor glanced at the scoreboard.
"It's only 3-1."
"We've been two down for six fucking minutes!" Lind howled.
Cantor grunted, and got to her feet. Okay. This was starting to become a problem. And it really was a bad look. But at least she had a bit of time to turn it around.
Maybe the dream was a premonition. Maybe she could still turn it around... and then the press wouldn't give a damn how long she'd spent slumped in her seat.
"Tabithe! Get out here! Time to make a difference, girl!"

THE CAPITAL STAR
ASLEEP AT THE WHEEL!!! Fillies rampage through embarrassing CANTOR COLLAPSE!
Gus Taubmann

On a day that had already gone off to a bad start, as bleeding-heart prima donna Medina Klose committed to hurling good money after bad in the lost-cause dustbowl of Guanacasteca - all in a bid to appease her paymasters in Bastion, no doubt! - Nepharan self-respect took another absolute hammering to the bloody Dagans yet again!

In a cataclysmically poor squad selection that persisted with a number of the Eagles' Cup failures, Clueless Cantor made another desperate attempt to pretend the 4-4-2 was still relevant, before appearing to fall asleep through a substantial part of the game, just as our uncharacteristically callow Cormorants were in need of her leadership and World Cup winning experience!

But the Cantor who was able to achieve big things with those puffed-up ring-kissing wolf-pups out west continues to be missing in action on our touchlines. Our brave shags were soundly beaten. Only Vivi managed to secure some decency, all but tackling the lumpen mass of Ravil Kulesza before whipping a shot low beyond Thornton to level the scores early in the second half. Back when there was hope.

Worst of all, post-match, Cantor - who at least deigned to stay awake through the press conference this time, albeit with the aid of a coffee - made the mistake of trying to joke away her horrific fuck-up. "Well, we were winning 4-1 in the dream, eh?" Well, if my aunt had balls, as we used to be able to say, she'd be my uncle, but she's bloody not, is she?

We can only hope that we bounce back quickly against Astograth... presuming Mother Medina hasn't rented out the Eagles Club to a pack of starving foreign refugees.

NEPHARAN NATIONAL TEAM SELECTION - FORTNIGHT 2
Goalkeepers: 1 - Medusa Strand (Chromatik, CMT), 12 - Toxothea Sebring (Crisisbless), 20 - Chary Longstreet (CA Paulinthal, PAS)
Defenders: 2 - Tiamat Holden (AFC Treason), 3 - Tanith Xu (Myana, CMT), 5 - Vetta Roback (Sabrefell Athletic), 6 - Anaximander Scales (Brinemouth), 17 - Astrid Swain (Anomalies, CMT), 18 - Sven Copperhead (Crisisbless), 22 - Tamiika Vine (Starling), 25 - Catheline Mueller (Ulsa, EUR)
Midfielders: 4 - Seeker Biscan (Sabrefell Athletic), 8 - Petra Anhope (La Nueva Avenida, FFD), 11 - Arachne Loeher (Wirr Tsi, CMT), 13 - Madita Brewer (Northern Union, BRE), 15 - Demeter Constantine (Crisisbless), 16 - Tryna Drnaso (1923 Esca, MYT), 19 - Chandra Rosziter (Dynamo Sjoedrhavn, SVJ), 23 - Tabithe Drake (AFC Treason), 24 - Bellona Sebold (Crisisbless), 26 - Lindse Kvasina (Istria City FC, BNJ)
Forwards: 7 - Kestrel Anharbour (Crisisbless), 9 - Ravil Kulesza (Maethoru FC, KOR), 10 - Bravura Harper (Ulsa, EUR), 14 - Leandra Berenguer (Brinemouth), 21 - Felixe Vetiver (1830 Cathair, AUD)

Yakk 0 - 0 Nephara
Nephara 2 - 0 Ascvalion
Cassadaigua 3 - 1 Nephara
Nephara vs. Astograth
Notricia vs. Nephara
Nephara vs. Milchama
Brascocia vs. Nephara
Nephara vs. Koronavia
Adab vs. Nephara
BYE
Nephara vs. Olastor
Nephara vs. Yakk
Ascvalion vs. Nephara
Nephara vs. Cassadaigua
Astograth vs. Nephara
Nephara vs. Notricia
Milchama vs. Nephara
Nephara vs. Brascocia
Koronavia svs. Nephara
Nephara vs. Adab
BYE
Olastor vs. Nephara

by **Acastanha** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 12:57 am

Neutral For Good

In the past few days, the political situation in north Mandalanusa is quite chaotic. Aside from domestic problem from Acastanha, another country is also in a more critical situation. We already hear that Keise Islands, a province within Kieraha Confederation were holding their own referendum without the consent of their central government. Their action was met with a huge condemnation and critics from the central government of Kieraha although the Keisean themselves highly support the referendum result and hoping that the central government would take a further action towards the result. But it seems that the central government located in Kieraha didn't budge to care about the result at all. This situation boiled up the nationalism movement in Keise Islands that a huge protest is happening in the capital.

Keise situation is somewhat similar with Ketampi situation in Acastanha. Both are a minority inside there country. Both having a smaller power in the country, Keise being a province instead of a state just like the other part of the confederation while Ketampi also a province under one of the two republics within Acastanha. But while Ketampi try to solved their issue in the formal path, Keise use a drastic approached. Political expert, Andre Aramde warn Acastanha central government and Palidas government that something similar might be happening in Acastanha if both government neglected the demand of Ketampi people. In their latest effort to ask become the third republic, Palidas Parliament had officially blocked their attempt, again. Aramde hope that Palidas parliament and government must rethink about their decision or the Keise-effect might be happening in the country.

Elsewhere, after the official result of the referendum was announced, Governor of Ketampi, Abdul Ghani congratulate Keisean government on the peaceful process of their referendum and hope that their demand will be heard by the central government in Gam Lammo. Another support was also voiced by Salahuddin Sales, the leader of Ketampi Bersatu Party. While the government of Acastanha itself have stated their position as a neutral side. "This is the domestic issue of Kieraha and despite we are neighbor, it doesn't give us any rights to interfere in their domestic affair. We can only hope that this situation would be end soon," said Vice President of Acastanha, Abelardo Saramotxo. He also added that the views shared by politicians from Ketampi were their personal views and didn't reflect the official view of Acastanha. Saramotxo clearly wants to affirmed the country's neutrality.

Despite voicing the neutrality, this noon, patrol ships from Acastanha Federal Navy were seen in Ketampi Gulf near Ketam Block. The oil rich block is shared between both Acastanha and Kieraha and located near the border of Keise Islands. It looks like the military is in full alert following the protest happening in Keisean capital, Tual. Military expert, Davi Kostanvar, said that the government looks too rush in deploying the patrol boats near the oil block. "The situation in Keise and Kieraha are still young. The government reaction is too much," he said. However, the Defense Minister denied such allegation. He said that the deployment is part of a scheduled patrol in the area.

by **Archalit** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 1:17 am

The Jolliest Roger
Archalit's Biggest Sports Network
Yikes...
Independent Athletes from Quebec 7–0 Archalit
Archalit 1–2 Valanora
I had the best dream. Archalit beat Quebec 3-0 and went on to draw with Valanora 1-1 securing 4 points in the hardest matchups in the group. I could imagine it vividly; Quebec sends out its strongest XI and Archalit came out and performed perfectly. August Armburst could outpace just about anyone on the Independent Athletes from Quebec roster and our forwards could break through their massive defensive. It's not even inconceivable, the Quebec are a strong team but they're not that good, and the Archalitian team has made massive improvements since last World Cup cycle. It was a beautiful dream, Archalit clutching the underdog victory with beautiful excitement as the team roars with joy that they've made it out of matchday 2 with their first victory in a very long time. A draw against Valanora following that would've made for the perfect finish—Archalit places in the middle of the group, but only after making it through an unquestionably daunting gauntlet of opponents.

Of course, I had to wake up, and the players actually went out to this cruise for some gameplay. Two things happened: Archalit showed a performance well above their skill, and Quebec systematically tore apart every tiny detail in the Archalitian gameplan until they were left in the dust by the end of the first half. What happened? The players were fighting hard and had some very close calls at the net, and yet not a single one found a goal. By the time Quebec was on goal three due to yet another blunder by the back line for Oberon M'bah-Pinho (who scored four goals in this game) to get in, every single missed opportunity was starting to feel gut-wrenching. When Lyndon Nightmare had a straight shot for the goal and still found the post, the Archalitian fans could do nothing but put their head in their hands and agonizingly groan. Quebec was up 4-0 out the first-half, and began to ease off a little bit for the second half of the game. Of course, this was purely for energy conservation, the players were still completely failing to score and balls kept getting in like there was a red carpet laid out for it. Three more goals by the IAQ let the score inflate further to 7-0 by full-time and the streak of scoreless games marched on. This made five tournament games since Archalit has scored a goal, and five tournament games since they have won.

The Valanora game was just so frustrating to watch. After Archalit scored early and immediately ended their goalless streak, also putting them in the lead, they just kept missing. Over, and over, and over again did goalscoring opportunities get choked away or shut out by the opponents defense. Not to downplay how good their defense is, but Valanora is a primarily offensive team. The fact that the players kept failing to finish over the course of this match signifies some major flaws that can't be explained away by the opponent being too strong, this same thing could very well have happened against anyone. Well, after missing and missing, Valanora began making progress, pouncing on one opportunity immediately. One thing these guys are really good at is pushing the ball up lightning fast, with accuracy and technical prowess aiding their sheer sprint up the field. Just before half-time, the incredible Laborious Hawk kicked an extremely fast ball from outside the penalty zone that Roland Baker couldn't quite grab, flying into the back of the net and equalizing the score. The second half was just as frustrating, Archalit was losing possession more and more, making aimlessly riskier plays that simply let Valanora capitalize on more goalscoring opportunities, and it didn't take very long before they would secure the advantage after August Armburst completely fumbled his dribbling for Julia Holt to make a massive run up the field, sending a cross to Hadi Lundström who headed the ball right into the net. That was it by full-time. Archalit lost 1-2 against Valanora and the frustrated players are now six games down with zero wins to show for it. Need I remind the reader that the last victory was against Nephara? Archalit is absolutely not short on abilities to beat these teams, there is something going on with the players that absolutely NEEDS to be resolved by the end of this qualifying, because our odds are already looking quite grim.

If I could go out and say this, neither of these results should've happened. Archalit should've gotten at least a single point from one of these and Quebec never would've sent in their starting XI in any other case. In a post-game interview from matchday 2, Roland Baker came out and said that "we were all nervous, but there wasn't a single person on the team nervous enough to let seven balls in." Now, to be clear, it wasn't an unexpected outcome that Archalit would leave these days 0 for 0, but to lose this badly, and in a specially orchestrated match too, is simply heartbreaking. The fact that the winless streak now continues, planting Archalit in tenth place in the group (out of eleven), is such a cruel way to kick off the season. Let's not give into pessimism though. There are still nineteen matchdays left and with each team having a potential fifty-seven points to score, it's still anyone's game for that top three position.
The Coming Days
Airannia vs Archalit @ Airannia
Archalit vs Elvatoes @ Archalit
There are bountiful opportunities for Archalit to break their winless streak in the next couple matchdays. Aeragny, or more commonly known as Airannia, is a team that Archalit has seen before, and in a high-stakes tournament no less. That's right, the fated BoF 80 semi-finals rematch is back and in full-swing as Airannia will be looking to take sweet revenge against the Pirates that ended their run. That's the thing, right? Sure, the last time these two teams faced, it was 2-1 Archalit, but that was only after extra time. Strictly speaking, in a group stage match, Airannia and Archalit would've tied. Since then, Airannia has participated in the CoH and has performed better than their BoF 80 counterparts, meanwhile Archalit missed out on an invitation and ended up playing in a destructive IC-18. With Airannia objectively ranked higher than Archalit, the future is dim for the Pirates on matchday 4. Not to worry though! Matchday 5 is a much more skewed match towards Archalit. Taking place in the Archalit Olympic Stadium, the much weaker and newer Elvatoes will be pit against Archalit for what should be a dominant match from the Pirates, but we'll get into that later.

First, let's talk Airannia. What exactly are they bringing to the table? Well, in the Centerby Stadion, Archalit can expect a team they can just about recognize. Strikers Gary Goppré and Khriss Garyabh are very recognizable names for those who followed Archalit's BoF run all the way, while the goalkeeper Odês Victorya éys might seem a bit new. Of course, teams change over time, and the more familiar Stergauce ja Dony will still be on the team, just keeping for penalty shots rather than throughout the entire game. We can expect a dynamic midfield roster with a more aging starting lineup leading the way, and the young Bardeus Fichomcéls and Mallvau Yekkum éys ready to get subbed in at a moment's notice. This roster, especially given they've simply been playing more than us, has improved since we last played them. We can expect a storm coming at us, and all we can do is fight like it's the semifinals all over again.

So let's return to Elvatoes. These guys should be child's play. They have a non-existent roster, just started in this most recent Baptism of Fire and missed berth in the Ro16, leaving with just three draws and a loss, and have minimal experience facing strong teams. Yet, somehow, beyond all reasoning and logic, this team managed to score two goals against the aforementioned Airannia to draw against them 2-2. How on Earth did something like that happen? I think, at the very least, we can expect that this team should NOT be treated like a total pushover. The Pirates definitely need to put in some level of work if they want to beat this team, but with the home advantage and a clear skill advantage, there's simply no way about it. Archalit is going to win this match, right? Yeah, no way, Krystol Mays will lead the team to victory as she proved she could last cycle, and if she can just make it happen over these two days, we'll finally be making some progress towards our ultimate goal this cycle: qualification.
SAIL PIRATES, SAIL!

by **Dantopia** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 5:40 am

DANTOPIA ✓

@Dantopia
Erm... What happened? #WorldCupQualifiers

#Dantopia : #Lions : #WorldCupQualifiers

30 JUNE 2023

Dantopia Escape Neibeskiyan Apocalypse Alive

Thursday 29 June 2023
The now CTE'd nation of Neibeskiya
Neibeskiya   2 - 2 Dantopia
Unknown 5’, 5’   Fodderingham 1’
                 Adeyemi 3’

In a frankly bizarre and stunning turn of events, the Dantopian national team managed to escape the clutches of an apocalyptic event in the now destroyed nation of Neibeskiya. The Neibeskiyans, who now have ceased to exist as an independent country were caught up in a doomsday style destruction event, which saw what is assumed to be one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse present at the stadium where the match was meant to be taking place.

The Lions had turned up, but the opposition side had not, neither had any of the fans for the host nation. Just the small crowd of fierce away supporters from Dantopia, along with match officials and a handful of press, were present to watch this totally insane match unfold. Despite the rampant fires, chaos and destruction enveloping the stadium, the referee blew the whistle to begin the match, with the Dantopian players in complete shock and awe at what was going on around them. With no opposition fielded on the pitch, Will Fodderingham walked the ball into the Neibeskiyan net under no duress after receiving it from the kick-off. The referee whistled for a goal, and the ball returned to the centre of the pitch for a Neibeskiyan restart.

However, with no players present to resume the game, the referee blew the whistle again, this time for Neibeskiyan time-wasting, and the ball was awarded to Dantopia instead. This time it was the turn of Adebayo Adeyemi to saunter into the opposition goal with the ball, under no pressure at all, and the Lions saw themselves two goals up within the first five minutes of the match.

As the ball was about to be placed down again for a third kick-off, suddenly a shadowy figure on a white horse arrived on the pitch, carrying a bow and sporting a crown on their head. The ‘white rider’ – as the press present began to distinguish the individual as – approached the referee and other match officials. It transpired they had advised the game to be called off early, with a draw being the result, in order not to anger whichever god or deity was responsible for the apocalyptic chaos surrounding the stadium and the match.

¹ I watched as the Lamb opened the first of the seven seals. Then I heard one of the four living creatures say in a voice like thunder, “Come!” ² I looked, and there before me was a white horse! Its rider held a bow, and he was given a crown, and he rode out as a conqueror bent on conquest.

Revelation 6:1-2 (NIV)

This suggestion was overheard by Harold Northgate and his staff, and under heavy protest from the Dantopian coaching team – insistent they should be awarded a victory – the game was in fact determined to be a draw, with two phantom goals being awarded to Neibeskiya to offset the two legitimate goals scored by Fodderingham and Adeyemi.

The Lions were ushered back to the changing rooms quickly and hurried on the team coach, back to the crumbling airport in which they had arrived prior to the match. Luckily, a lone military transport aircraft was still on the runway, and two of Dantopia’s travelling fans were pilots for Dantopia’s chief airline company, Dantopian Airways. The Dantopian national team, all the press and all the match-going fans were all able to squeeze on board the military vehicle. Between the two experienced pilots, they were able to determine how to successfully navigate the military plane off the fragmenting runway – even without any air traffic control present to guide them – and away back towards the safety of Dantopia.

Clearly shaken from this harrowing experience, there were no post-match interviews conducted by any of the Dantopia players or staff. This haunting event would rather be forgotten quickly by all involved and serves as a poignant reminder that a lack of attention to a nation from their government can sometimes result in cataclysmic events.

Group 15                             Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
 1 Dantopia                            2    1   1   0     4    2   +2     4
 2 Flavovespia                         2    1   1   0     4    2   +2     4
 3 Ziwana                              2    1   0   1     4    3   +1     3
 4 Valentine Z                         2    0   2   0     4    4    0     2
 5 Trolleborg                          2    0   2   0     1    1    0     2
 6 Vilita                              2    0   2   0     3    3    0     2
 7 Neibeskiya                          2    0   2   0     2    2    0     2
 8 Saint-Jean-Jacques-sur-Mer          2    0   2   0     2    2    0     2
 9 Patriotlandia                       1    0   1   0     1    1    0     1
10 Euran Oceania Territories           2    0   1   1     2    5   −3     1
11 Tanirinthia                         1    0   0   1     0    2   −2     0

The resulting draw sees the Lions still atop Group 15 in their maiden world cup qualifying campaign, though those in attendance can’t help but feel hard done by the result, which by all Dantopian accounts should have been a victory through forfeit from Neibeskiya. The Dantopian national team face Valentine Z next in the Bank of Dantopia Stadium in Dartford.

DANTOPIA ✓

@Dantopia
Our mighty #Lions recovered a point against the fearsome @Valentine Z in the #WorldCupQualifiers

#Dantopia : #Lions : #WorldCupQualifiers

30 JUNE 2023

Danchevy Rescues Point from the Penalty Spot

Thursday 29 June 2023
Bank of Dantopia Stadium, Dartford, Dantopia
Dantopia          1 - 1 Valentine Z
M. Danchevy (P) 46’   Grisha 24’

Dantopia managed to secure an unlikely draw against Valentine Z at the Bank of Dantopia stadium in Dartford last night. The gargantuan Valentian side boast an average height of 240cm (7'10½'') amongst all players, with the shortest player in the squad – midfielder Daina Sreynuon – standing at a still mightily impressive 234.75cm (7'8''). They are surely the tallest opponents in this year’s world cup qualifiers, and certainly the tallest the Dantopian national team have ever faced. With Dantopia’s own biggest player – goalkeeper Rick Bishop – only reaching a meager 199cm (6'6'') by comparison – this fixture was always going to prove incredibly difficult for the Lions, especially in aerial duels, in which literally every Dantopia player would have an unfavourable mismatch on.

The Valentians matched up in their traditional 4-3-3 shape, with the towering Eveline Ngọc in net; an imposing back four made up of McMahon, Pasquier, Steinason and Castro dos Reis; a midfield trio consisting of Polańska, Andika and the aforementioned Sreynuon; and the forwards were Holly Van De Hoogte, Elisabetta D’Elia and Kortnev Konstantinovich (otherwise known as Grisha).

The objective was simple for Valentine Z, dominate the comparatively tiny Dantopian opposition and keep the ball in the air for as much as possible throughout the game. This tactic would prove very effective for the Valentians, who saw much of the ball for the first twenty minutes or so, preventing the Lions from getting even a sniff. The visitor’s breakthrough would come soon after, through Grisha, who’s towering presence proved too much for even Gary McGoldrick – usually a stalwart for aerial duals against evenly sized opposition – and the Saint Petersburg born attacker was able to rocket home a headed effort following a looping cross into the box from D’Elia.

However, not to be deterred, the Lions regrouped at half time and manager Harold Northgate devised a plan for his side for the second half kick-off, which the Dantopians would be in possession of. For all of the height and might of the Valentian back line, their inability to keep in stride with some of Dantopia’s more pacey players was something the national team head coach would seek to exploit.

Following the commencement of play, forward Michael Danchevy would burst forward into the opposition half, looking for the low drilled long through ball coming from Brent Bartholomew-Barnham. The pass was precise, and it cut through the Valentian defence like a hot knife through butter. Danchevy had expertly broken the offside trap set up by the defenders and was through on goal against Ngọc. Danchevy is typically clinical in chances like these, but the giant frame of the Valentine Z goalkeeper made getting a shot past incredibly difficult. Knowing this, Danchevy decided to shield the ball as best he could from the oncoming opposition keeper, who rushed off their line to meet the Dartford Devils forward very quickly. The aggressive nature in which the goalkeeper attempted to win the ball back from Danchevy proved too much so, resulting in a penalty for the Lions.

This would be perhaps the best chance for Dantopia to level the game, and nobody would have been able to snatch the ball away from Michael Danchevy, who was adamant he would be taking the spot kick. Even with the mighty Ngọc on the line -who’s head practically reaches the crossbar – Danchevy was cool, calm and collected and sent the opposition goalkeeper the wrong way, sliding the ball neatly into the bottom right corner of the goal. Against all odds, the Lions had levelled proceedings, and now faced the monumental challenge of defending this position against the towering Valentians.

Despite their best efforts, Valentine Z were unable to score again in the match, with the home crowd in the Bank of Dantopia Stadium letting the visitors hear of their enjoyment at the missed efforts. The referee blew the full time whilst and the crowd absolutely erupted with glee. Despite the game only finishing as a draw, the Dantopians were very much seen as the underdogs in this matchup, and despite this had come away with a hard-earned point.

Group 15                             Pld    W   D   L    GF   GA   GD   Pts
 1 Ziwana                              3    2   0   1     8    4   +4     6
 2 Vilita                              3    1   2   0     8    3   +5     5
 3 Dantopia                            3    1   2   0     5    3   +2     5
 4 Flavovespia                         2    1   1   0     4    2   +2     4
 5 Trolleborg                          3    0   3   0     1    1    0     3
 6 Valentine Z                         3    0   3   0     5    5    0     3
 7 Neibeskiya                          3    0   3   0     2    2    0     3
 8 Euran Oceania Territories           3    0   2   1     2    5   −3     2
 9 Saint-Jean-Jacques-sur-Mer          3    0   2   1     2    7   −5     2
10 Tanirinthia                         2    0   1   1     0    2   −2     1
11 Patriotlandia                       2    0   1   1     2    5   −3     1

Dantopia’s next opponents are Saint-Jean-Jacques-sur-Mer at the Complexe sportif national on Saturday, followed by another home fixture for the Lions – this time at the DT Centre in Portland – against Tanirinthia. Both sides have failed to impress so far in Group 15, sitting in ninth and tenth place respectively. However, this does not mean they will be straightforward matchups for the Dantopians, who need to focus on getting as much out of these fixtures as possible if they have any hope of advancing to the World Cup Finals in Graintfjall and Kelssek. Dantopia have now slipped to third in Group 15, with match-day one opponents Ziwana turning around their fortunes with two 4-1 victories after losing out to the Lions 2-0 at Lion City Stadium last Tuesday.

by **HUElavia** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 5:52 am

HUElavia 3–3 Equestria
(Aveiro 10', Rossi-Rigoni 52', Hwangbo 88' | REDACTED 38', 60, REDACTED 90+2')
Al-Rahid Stadium, Hamar, HUElavia

Qasden 1–4 HUElavia
(No'Bell 20' | Soares 41', Balderas 55', Pinheiro 69', 80')

Gold

The Story of HUElavia's run in IAC 15.

Part 2

IAC President: "After a short amount of deliberation, the Independent Associations Committee announces HUElavia's organized bid of Multi-City, Multi-National Co-Host bid is unanimously selected as the host for the 15th Independent Associations Championship."

News Reporter: "HUElavia is celebrating their victory in their proposed bid for IAC 15, as the minds of the HUElavian Football Association have seen their idea get the green light to be organized."

Leonardo Conavacio: "I remember that late afternoon after the host bid was approved that I was put into the Raquel's (the HFA President) office and she sat me down and said 'Leonardo, it's been a rough few years and you've seen between fans and the media want you out of the team.' I replied 'I know, I know. It sucks, but with the expectations one has, I get that they want more.' She then goes to tell me 'We will have you during this tournament, no matter what, but you and I know what the expectations are for this edition.' Of course, this was to win the tournament. I replied 'I know. And I'm grateful for your continued faith and support in my management.' I won't lie, I felt very nervous about it, but I knew I had to come up with something to see us lift the trophy in the Final."

News Reporter: "After deliberation and with venue bids coming in from other associations, the Multiversal Bid, as it's been officially named now, has decided upon Estadio Nacional in Curumba to host the Final for IAC 15. This will be the 2nd time HUElavia's largest stadium, home of Real Curumba, will host the IAC Final."

Lucas Lettmann: "When we saw that Curumba was the selected venue for the Final, we all knew we had to make a deep run to play in our own venue. We just had to make it back there in one piece and play in that final."

David Navarro-Hamada: "I was with my parents having a meal together after classes when the Final Venue was announced and there was this look of ruefulness on their faces, which of course comes from that loss back in IAC 9. They then looked at me, and my mom said 'Dear, you know full well what your father and I had endured with that defeat years ago. If you get called up, make a full effort to help your team reach to our stadium at the end of the tournament. My dad continued off from her, saying 'We have faith that if you make the team, you're going to help them make it deep.' And that really resonated with me on that afternoon."

Ringo Honda: "When we got that announcement of where the Final would be played, I remember talking to my fiancee and he told me, 'Ringo, if the team makes it to the Final and wins it, you know that you'll be making history there?' I replied to him 'I know, I know.' It was nerve-wracking but exciting to think that not only I would be the first female captain to lift the IAC, but the first captain to lift the IAC for HUElavia. I felt this sense of determination to achieve that goal.

A few months later in Curumba...

Henrique Dias de Azevedo: "Hello, I'm Henrique Dias de Azevedo, your host for the Group Stage draw for IAC 15. Today, we have 48 teams who will be drawn into 8 groups of 6, with each group having 2 hosts per group."

Julieta Higashi Fernandes: "I remember feeling nervous about the group stage draw, praying that we would not get drawn into a difficult group. After all, the draw was done based on the official rankings for the IAC teams at the time. It really was everyone against everyone and all we could hope was for something good to come out of the draw."

LC: "I remember sitting there with my assistants, thinking about who our possible opponents were and cranking out thoughts on how to take on our opponents."

Henrique Dias de Azevedo: "Group C is... Sudilia! Our first co-hosts to be drawn. They are in C2." *Time moves along* "Group C, we have...
The Republic of Dansen. C6" *time continues* " Group C... Freeport Isles! C1" *time continues forward* "Group C is... The 14 Stars! C3." *Draw moves forward* "Group C is Abanhfleft! C5."

LL: "As the draw moved along more and more, we were sitting in Pot 1 as the No. 5 team, and we were concerned on which group we would be given. Poafmersia was sitting in wait in Group A, and we were hoping we did not have to meet them there once again."

Henrique Dias de Azevedo: "Group C is HUElavia, the main organizer of the tournament! C4."

LC: "I remember having this wave of relief fall over me, and I look to my assistants and they had this look of joy and relief for the draw. We really could not have had a better draw than what we were given. This was a very winable group and we had an opportunity to make a deep run in the tournament from the get-go."

News Announcer: "HUElavia finally knows their group for this edition of the IAC. They will host their 5 matches against Freeport Isles, Sudilia, The 14 Stars, Abanhfleft and The Republic of Dansen. A great group for this team that will look to flex their strength from the start and wanting to make a strong run in this special edition."

DNH: "That draw really gave confidence to the players and the whole association. Any difficulties in the group would really serve as a humiliation for the team and we all knew we had to make the most of these games."

JHF: "I remember this feeling of excitement from the people as time came closer and closer to the opening game for us in Estadio Nacional. People were buying tickets and you could see banners and billboards showing support for the National Team coming up, it really gave much inspiration for us regular starters for the team."

One month before the opening match...

News Reporter: "We apologize for interrupting the scheduled program, but we have breaking news as Coach Leonardo Conavacio will announce shortly the 23 player roster that will represent HUElavia in IAC 15, including the 5 group stage games in Curumba. We tune in live for the announcement."

Leonardo Conavacio: "Good afternoon everyone. I thank you all for tuning in and I am proud to announce my selection for this tournament. If you look over here, I will flip each of these cards to reveal each player. At the end, this is a gamble selecting these players, but I have faith in them to bring glory to this beautiful nation. Without further ado, let us begin."

To be continued...

by **Gnejs** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 6:31 am

Some time ago, or fairly recently. Depends.

The Journal of Roger Ulvheim

We’ve been traveling by way of Wilkshire and Sasten, and got out to Taxhavn late last night. The North Pacific sits uneasy with me, as the world outside The Union often does. The boat to Delte leaves midday tomorrow, and we’re forced to spend yet another night at yet another establishment. I’ve almost lost count. This one is apparently an auberge of sorts, no doubt catering to the parasites of the global economy, ignorantly laboring with speeding up the downfall of everything and everyone.

We walked the streets of the city to reach our lodgings. It all left a bitter taste in my mouth. The decadence of unfettered capitalism permeates the very soul of this place, where people stroll around in immoderate attire with dim-witted grins and oversized sunglasses. They all live their lives within the confines of a lilac bubble of fetishized laissez-faire, so doped up on the myth of progress they walk completely unaware of how the commodification of society and its conditions of possibility chain them into physical and metaphysical bondage; chanting how «modern» economics is all about people making choices, but their real economical condition rather revolving around how they don’t have any choice to make. No matter if you look at the stupidly wealthy, or those slaving on behalf of the stupidly wealthy; they’re all equally caged within the same life-suffocating system, as Per Borediø, my old Friend, would’ve had said.

Markets? Free enterprise? Of course, where it’s appropriate and adds real value. And with proper regulation. But never for its own sake or in unnatural superfluity. Because that’s what separates us from the animals.

As we ventured deeper into St. Bernadine, the signs of profound decay became ever more explicit. We approached an outdoor seating area, with chairs and tables positioned in disarray way out on the sidewalk, in the roads even. A complete lack of organization and proper moderation, the very essence of rules-averse excess; that's what happens when you have lax governing procedures and weak authorities with incompetent employees who must try to enforce deficient regulations. Chaos, degeneration; this is how society crumbles, aaaanndd if you tolerate this, then your children will be next.

The large glass buildings towering everywhere are adorned by pointless decorations without function, an affront to all that is natural and a chilling mirror-image of the deranged mind of Man, where money is everything and everything else has become a product. At a square some street artists were performing, dressed in colorful clothes and playing lively music. Perhaps such a performance was once indicative of authentic Being as it naturally unfolded in these lands. Now a transparent attempt at profiting from its shadow image, I realized that this city was a reflection of what the people of this World have become, or are slowly becoming. The land itself suffers. If you are able to venture beyond the traffic, the shouting, the dead laughter and empty talk, flight paths and overproduced popular music, all merging to create a cacophony of sound, you’d hear it: the primordial cry of agony. I see signs of it everywhere we go, and this is further proof of how we need to keep Friends at a minimum, and Acquaintances at a distance.

They have lost their ability to see, these Off-Rock-Dwellers. Deep phenomenal experiences, that which neutralizes the veil of perceived social realities, it is lost to them. Only the rocks and roots can guide us along these paths. The Greensight is proving ever more rare even in The Union though, and few are the ones who can truly be said to see beyond temporal and spatial confinements. It’s a sign, and not a comforting one.

I will breathe a sigh of relief upon departing this nest of vipers come tomorrow. However, I hold little real hope that Delte will be any different, sadly.

by **Pemecutan** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 7:42 am

Part 1

HISTORY OF PEMECUTAN
(PART 2)

Early Historical Era

Pre-Sanatana Dharma Period (1 AD - 281 AD)

With the coming of Bronze Age, the population's behavior in Pemecutan islands especially in Majegau Islands begin to change. They began to move out from cave dwellings and started to establish a settlement. Clay, wood and stone are believed to be the material used by these people to build their houses. These early settlements were quite small. They have developed their own language although it was still unwritten. They already have the concept of direction which is called ulu-teben. This concept however is still in use until this day. The concept is likely similar to upper-lower concept in outside world where Ulu means upper land while Teben means lower land. Mountain is considered sacred and that is the position of Ulu. And downward to the sea is Teben which have a profane status. Temples usually build in Ulu area or the higher ground. While the cemetery is built in Teben. In this period, burying the dead is a common practice. The positioning of Ulu and Teben somehow also influence the naming of two main ethnics that lived in Majegau Islands. They are Giri Ulu and Giri Teben. Giri Ulu people mostly live in mountainous or remote area of Majegau Islands. While Giri Teben lived in lowland and coastal area. The third and smaller ethnic is Esing. They live in Balumbang Island, southwest of Giri Island.

Animism is the main religion of Pemecutan peoples during this period. Even though they have in contact with Sanatana Dharma believe through trade, but assimilation have yet to happened. But still, the people at this period were highly religious. All of their daily activities were done to make an offering to the temples. As the settlement grew larger, system of administration was developed. It is known as Pakraman. It is believed to derived from Basa Giri (Giri language) word of parikrama which means tradition. This unit is still in use today which in the same level as a village. At the time, a Pakraman is headed by a chief named Bendesa. The villagers were divided into 4 factions or wangsa based on their skill. The 4 wangsa are;

Wangsa Dukuh, a religious faction, this faction is responsible to lead a sacred religious ritual.
Wangsa Penyarikan, the administrative faction, people in this faction are very good in administration and finance. They are the helper of Bendesa to govern the Pakraman and to finance the rituals led by Dukuh faction.
Wangsa Pasek, the workers and merchant, this faction have a wide range of skills. They are the farmer, fisherman, trader/merchant, clothes/fabric makers, cook and many other things. They are the backbone during the rituals as they will be the one who prepare for everything.
Wangsa Pande, the toolmaker, this faction is a skilled toolmaker. They are a good woodcrafter, blacksmith, stone carver and others. They will make the tools that are needed by the other factions to do their job.

Today, these 4 wangsa have develop into some kind of a clan except for Penyarikan. The name Penyarikan is now refer to a profession similar to a secretary or administration staff.

A Pakraman usually have their own tradition that is differ than any other Pakraman. This make each Pakraman is unique. But a Pakraman can have their sister-village. Some of the Pakraman have a rule that set the maximum number of family that can be hold by the said Pakraman. When the number exceed the limit, these new families have to move out from the Pakraman and established their own Pakraman. This reality who created an intricate ancient trade route between the Pakraman as most of the Pakraman are built as a part or an enlargement of the old Pakraman.

View of a walkway at Sade Village, Sakanese traditional village.

In Cendana Islands, there are also 3 ethnic groups. Sakanese who lived in western part of the scattered smaller islands. Samawa people (locally known as Tau Samawa) who lived in the northern part of Sambojo Island, the main island in Cendana Islands. And Mbojo people who lived in the southern part of Sambojo Island. Sakanese people also adhere animism practice before the coming of Sanatana Dharma. Their believe is known as Bodha. Today, only a few people that still practice this religion. Sakanese mostly a skilled fisherman although they are also practicing a wet-field cultivation in larger island. Tau Samawa people on the other hand mostly practice slash and burn farming method. And animism is their main religion at the time. Even today, Samawa people still believe in spirit and witchcraft. Mbojo people can be divided into 2 sub-groups. The lowlanders who is called Dou Bojo and highlanders, Dou Donggo. Settlements in Cendana Islands were differed than in Majegau. If Majegau settlements use a linear system, in Cendana Islands, most of them were in radial system. Some even in more scattered shapes.

Yuhansa people live in Yuhansa Islands, the northernmost islands group of today's Pemecutan. Yuhansa people is a devout animism and worship God Sora, God of Sun and Goddess Cana, Goddess of Moon as their prime God. This believe is still widely practice today.

Early Kingdoms (281 - 387 AD)

As trade with outside world become more and more intense, many Sanatana Dharma priests came to Pemecutan islands to spread their knowledge and to explore this new place. They mostly came from Sripala Kingdom, a thalassocracy kingdom located west of Pemecutan main island, Giri. Sanatana Dharma teaching was then assimilated with the animism believe worshipped by the natives. At the times, this new religion doesn't have its name yet. Pakraman in Pemecutan saw Sripala as the inspiration to establish a kingdom-like government in Pemecutan. Langkir Pillar dated 203 Saka was found during the excavation of Basuki Temple, wrote about the coronation of the first To Langkir King. The use of Saka calendar and pallava script indicates the strong influence of Sripala. Aside from To Langkir Kingdom, other early kingdoms that were found are Balingkang (est. 223 Saka or 301 AD), Kawi (est. 239 Saka or 317 AD), Payangan Kingdom (dated 248 Saka or 326 AD) and Apuan Kingdom (est. 251 Saka or 329 AD). These kingdoms were located in Majegau Islands. In Cendana Islands, there were Hyang Api, Mirah Adhi and Bimantara. But because of limited archaeological finding, historians are not sure where the exacts location of these kingdoms in Cendana Islands. The names were found in Sripala's voyage notes.

Gunung Kawi Temple Complex, believe to be the remnants of Kawi Kingdom.

Sripala Period (387 - 550 AD)

The close connection between Sripala and the early kingdoms of Pemecutan, made Sripalan rulers want to expand their influence on their neighbor. The spread of Sanatana Dharma into the Majegau Islands was seen as a gateway to ease the vassalization of the area. The first campaign was directed to To Langkir Kingdom which is located in southern Giri. The closest to Sripala. In 309 Caka (387 AD), Sripalan envoy made a landing in Bungkak Gulf. From this area, they marched eastward to the capital of To Langkir. They had to make a detour as the Bungkak plain and Basuki River Valley, where the capital is located, is divided by the Magalak Hill. But the dense Magalak Forest halted their move. The army then changed the plan and reached the capital via sea. To Langkir Kingdom was finally captured in 326 Caka (404 AD). They were expanding their territory in Giri Island by capturing settlements in Kedungu plain in west Giri until Rena River. The Sripala army then headed towards Surya Island, the second largest island in Majegau Islands group. They landed on its western coast in 341 Caka (419 AD) and faced the army of the Balingkang kingdom. The kingdom was finally conquered in 349 Caka (427 AD).

Sripala then continued their conquest in Giri Island and the rest of Majegau Islands. The Apuan Kingdom was conquered in 361 Caka (439 AD). Kawi surrendered at 374 Caka (452 AD). The Payangan kingdom, located in Petang Island, north of Giri Island, was captured in 386 Caka (464 AD). To control this new area, Sripala installed a puppet king. The king had authority over the Majegau Archipelago. They named the area as East Jambuvan Kingdom. And the first king was Vijayasangam who reigned from 389 Caka (467 AD). Sripala's navy continue their domination to the eastern islands. They reached Cendana Islands. They were easily asserting their influence there. The same conquest was applied to Yuhansa Islands to the north. While Majegau Islands was led by a puppet king under Sripala monarch rule, both Cendana and Yuhansa were directly controlled from Sripala capital.

In Majegau, Vijayasangam reign was quite peaceful. Sanatana Dharma was spread immensely. Many religious figures were brought from Sripala to East Jambuvan to teach and spread the religion. The caste system was introduced. They were known as Tri Wangsa; Brahmana, the religious people; Ksatriya, landlords and noblemen; and Waisya, the merchants. While people who didn’t want to be classified as one of these three castes will be called as Anak Jaba, people outside of the caste (Jaba means outer, outside in Girinese language). The introduction of the caste gradually changed the daily life of East Jambuvan people, especially the natives, Giri Ulu and Giri Teben. Most of Giri Ulu people are classified as Anak Jaba as they were opposing the change. While Giri Teben people have to abide to the change to continue their live. The Tri Wangsa caste system is still in use today although the implementation has changed drastically. Vijayasangam died in 416 Caka (494 AD) after a horse-riding accident. His son, Adhiranjam replaced him.

Adhiranjam was very close with the local people. Halfway through his reign, he was helped by a native advisor, Ki Arya Kenceng. He was trusting Ki Arya Kenceng that he often gave him a huge power to handle a political situation by himself. This made a rumor spread that both were having an affair. Many manuscripts are found about this allegation, but none is eligible as a hard proof of this rumor. Little did he know that Arya Kenceng had another plan by gaining the king’s trust.

East Jambuvan area during Karatungga rule.
Red dot was the capital location.

In 439 Caka (517 AD), an uprising happened in Palagiri, north of the capital. The uprising was led by Ki Dalem Sagening and Ki Panji Jagatsatru. Arya Kenceng was sent to tackle the uprising. And he succeeded. However, in the background, he secretly gave the rebellions weapons to help the uprising. He even let go of the rebellion’s leaders. Despite the royal court's suspicion on him, the king believes Arya Kenceng more. The true nature of Arya Kenceng was revealed in the Battle of Pacung (442 Caka or 520 AD). Arya Kenceng, who was sent to defend the local leader against the rebellion, turned against his duty and helped the rebellion to capture Pacung. The backstabbing by Arya Kenceng angered the King. Adhiranjam sent other troops to Pacung to recapture the village. But the troops came back with a heavy loss. Arya Kenceng then planned to march to the capital. Adhiranjam asked for backup troops from Sripala. Sripala agreed to help and sent troops which landed on the Kedungu coast. They were successful in halting Kenceng’s Army movement to the south. While Adhiranjam can focus on another rebellion army that came from the east through Tedung Plain. The plan to capture East Jambuvan capital was halted and the rebellion army moved back to Pacung. East Jambuvan was safe for a moment. But half of Giri Island was taken by the rebels. Arya Kenceng then established his own kingdom. But he didn’t choose Pacung as the capital. He instead set up a new capital in Campuhan Valley. The kingdom was named Puri Campuhan and he was crowned as the first king in 454 Caka (532 AD). Under his administration, Kenceng helped the rebellion in other islands under the East Jambuvan kingdom. Ki Dalem Sagening and Ki Panji Jagatsatru were his devoted generals. He sent them to other islands to incite the hatred towards the king and plan an uprising. The plan succeeded to take over Surya, Petang and Balumbang island also other smaller islands within Majegau Islands.

In 466 Caka (544 AD), the third king of East Jambuvan was crowned after the sudden death of Adhiranjam. His name is Karatungga. East Jambuvan land has been decreasing a lot. They only control southwestern Giri. Karatungga was a weak king and a well-known womanizer. Knowing this, Kenceng decided to infiltrate the capital of East Jambuvan disguised as a traditional dance group. During their performance, Kenceng revealed himself and held the king hostage. While outside the city wall, Arya Kenceng’s eldest son, Ki Arya Manik, led a troop that was ready to capture the city. Karatungga immediately surrendered. The city was plundered and burned to the ground. While everyone inside the city were taken as prisoners. Local people were then released while Karatungga and his family were executed. Some of the royal family was isolated on a remote island. A few days after the capture, Ki Arya Kenceng died because of the wound that he got while capturing Karatungga. Ki Arya Manik then rises to the throne replacing him.

As they succeed to drive away the foreign power from Majegau land, Ki Arya Manik as the new king started a new and peaceful life in his kingdom. But will it last long? And how about the life in the other 2 island groups? Well, that will be revealed in the third part of HISTORY OF PEMECUTAN.

by **Sharktail** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 9:09 am

Sharktail Post EP78

Does Sharktail need to make changes or expect consistency of luck to success? World Cup Qualificatain 94 became Sharktail's 11th attempt in the hunt for a ticket to the World Cup Final.

Sharktail, no doubt faced a severe decline in performance, in addition to lack of competitive involvement at the club level. Clubs from Sharktail failing to meet the requirements to compete in the IFCF saw their exclusion from the prestigious tournament. For few years already, we see no improvement and serious action taken. Almost all players experienced a serious decline in performance. Even the player already lost their eagerness to play at high level in Sharktail. Our league standard might now stand same level as amateur league in ither countries.

Apart from the transfer of star players who shone both at the club and national level in the previous edition, now Sharktail is like a small organization without successors who can really make an impact. Assuming the players leave now, Sharktail will probably continue to disappear from the radar for the next few years.

All the star players are mostly past 30s. Does everyone still hope Harold actually runs at left back past age 40s for country. A time for every player has a limit, this might even be the last dance for Harold. Ilias Rezal, in the past shadowing by Win Aziz but now, Aziz is not even close to compare with him. His risk to go play in Eraman is worth every penny as he is among the pillars of Sharktail. Azaim, became the general organizing the attack for Sharktail. He may be too tired and want to pass the baton to a new linebacker, but who is an unanswered question.

The burying of Sharktail's under 18 and 21 project, the loss of the competitive value of the Sharktail Super League, this needs attention. How do we expext Sharktail move forward next, the question should at least have a black and white already.

by **Darmen** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 9:22 am

Jeruselem L 0-1: Poirier; O'Hara (sub Adler 72'), Snyder, Böhm (sub Eriksen 61'), Ó Madaidhín; Park, Wolfe (sub McCormick 72'), St. John (sub MacGowan 72'); January, Lee, Hale (sub Carl 77')
Naixi D 0-0: Poirier; O'Hara, Snyder (sub Ryer 70'), Böhm, Ó Madaidhín; Park (sub Trudeau 78'), Wolfe, St. John (sub MacGowan 78'); January (sub Kinnaird 85'), Lee (sub Ryley 85'), Hale
Mameath D 0-0: Toro; Candelaria, Lucas, Kruse, Tittensor (sub Thomasson 68'); Tobias, van der Vennen (sub Loritz 76'), Duffy (sub Aleshire 76'); Halle (sub Travers HT), Ó Caiside, Boon (sub Emmitt 76')

Lineup for Pyazhnaya & Huayramarca: Poirier; O'Hara, Snyder, Böhm, Ó Madaidhín; Tobias, Wolfe, Aleshire; January, Lee, Hale

Where Have All The Goals Gone‽

ROGERTON - Under normal circumstances, believing that Darmen's strikers are playing with six left feet would be a bit outlandish, but after Darmen has been held scoreless in its first three qualifying matches, just such a belief has become commonly held.

Despite averaging ten shots a match, only two of those (on average) have been on target for Darmen. But the quantity of scoring opportunities is not the problem for the All Greens, but rather the quality of those opportunities. In years past, Darmen has scored a majority of its goals from crosses landing in the middle or on the far side of the 18 yard box. But in the three matches of qualifying played so far, Darmen's outside midfielders have struggled to advance far enough down the wings before crossing, causing many of Darmen's shots to be taken outside of the 18 yard box.

With only two points from three matches and three tough opponents upcoming for the All Greens, calls for Léon Deasmhumhain to be replaced as team manager are already extremely loud, both on social media and in the stands. So far however, the DFA appears reluctant to part ways so soon in the qualifying campaign.

by **Naixi** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 11:57 am

CW: I mention and hint at sexual assault several times in this RP. I did my best to base all this on actual historical facts about 19th century Chinese piracy - which was truly pretty gruesome for the women who got caught up in it as sex slaves - while being tactful. Who knows if I did a good job, because I am pretty stupid. My intention is not to indulge in some ludicrous and disgusting rape fantasy, but rather to tell a story about an incredibly badass survivor (which the actual Chinese pirate wives were). I'd like to think I kept it extremely mild, but of course skip it if you don't think it's for you.

We were anchored in the shallow water, totally invisible to the Golden People as the early morning twilight failed to dissipate the fog on the glassy surface of the Southern Sea. Our vessel, a rancid junk I'd won in a parlor game a few weeks back, was on the verge of sinking any minute, but no matter. We were spiders, concealed here in the milky darkness; our prey could not resist falling into our web. Just a kilometer or so away, now, or so our scouts told us, was the HMS Jackal, one of several heavy frigates whose name still caused a cold wind to blow through the Forbidden Palace, such was the terror it engendered to the feckless Emperor and his weasel-like ministers. Soon it would be ours, flying a black flag instead. No longer would this colossus uphold the opium trade at the barrel of a gun. Now it would serve us, the free raiders of the sea. The fishes would decide how much, if any, of the crew would wash up on the shoals. You might say, "that's barbaric!" We say, "dead men tell no tales."

I'm Xiao Bo. Not that my name has ever mattered much out here on the waves. I'm a pirate wife, or I was. A gang of toothless privateers abducted me when I was twelve. If you think you know what they did to me, just stop yourself right there. You don't. I learned quick... when the boys came stumbling into the slave quarters late at night, it was best to swill down a clap of thunder (or a couple) and block it all out. Many of the other women cast themselves into the ocean. Not me. I made up my mind that I'd be a pirate too, as good as any of these leering thugs. I wanted to see the faces of these bloat-faced drunks when it was me waving the cutlass in their face.

And I did. I carefully studied the games of chance all the pirates played amongst themselves during the long afternoons of the dry season. I noticed every corruption on the face of every die on the boat, and memorized every tell each vagabond messaged against his will. Then once, while in port, I robbed a potter's son with an old pistol. That was my seed money. My sack of silver full, I brought it back on board and began to test my fate in games of nerve and chance. Soon, I had sack after sack full of gold, rubies, sterling, diamonds, and sapphires. Once I thought I'd taken enough of the dopes' treasure, I strode into the captain's quarters and slapped it all down on his main table. "Here it is - gold for my freedom." He laughed, but signed the paper I wanted him to sign... "X marks the spot, captain." I thanked him with a smile.

Then I shot him in the head. Oh yes, oh yes, that old black powder pistol still worked, and though the crew begrudged it a bit when I told the first mate (who'd been warned of my plan, of course, and consented to it because it put him in charge) that I was nobody's sex pet any longer, I was soon an ordinary crew-woman. The other pirate wives were all eventually freed, one way or another (I'm very persuasive), all but one, my dear friend Yue Feng. She opted to stay - the call of the high seas was impossible to decline.

Violent and heedless, we ruled the waters, for a while. As far north as Jiuxian Bay and as far south as the Radish Islands our empire of plunder stretched. I earned a reputation as a valiant fighter and a master of the mooring ropes. Yue Feng was skilled with throwing knifes and was so quick on her feet that we always made sure she was in the first boarding party, since she could scamper across a plank at pace. Eventually, though, the Golden People began to be much more diligent about stamping us out. Those blasted foreigners finally realized that the Emperor's woeful navy might sail its entire self into a whirlpool, such was its stupidity and disorganization, but that the veritable armada of pirate ships in the Southern Seas had ample ability to harm them. So, it was a sign of respect, or so I feel, that we lost so much to them in a massive raid, we a ship and I an eye. A third of our crew perished in the opening battle, and another third walked the plank. Only I and a gaggle of others managed to escape. But, as we say, 'tis but a scratch. We scooted along the coast, seeking out our next fortunes. Eventually, we found shelter in a degraded harbor where a drunken magistrate, apparently unaccountable to Imperial authority, was running a makeshift casino. It is a term I use in, I stress, the most academic sense possible, as it was nothing more than a tenuously inhabited landfill with some felt tables. It was, thanks to my good fortune, the place where we won our squalid junk, though.

Now it was about patient hit and run tactics, and here we were, lying in wait for one of the pearls of the Golden People's navy, ringed on all eight sides by a jovial and friendly mist. I had come prepared, and was quite confident I had put on my leather shoulder armor and gauntlets correctly. I was clinging to a rope at the top of a mast, trying my best to spot the warship as it glided through the smooth wavelets. Behind me, in the distance, I could hear parrots gossiping on the shore.

There she was, the awful beauty, a dreadnought with cannons for teeth. It glided through the water with the air of utter invincibility, and I had to remind myself that the monster's crew was mostly asleep... that all we needed to do was steal aboard, off the watchmen on the main deck, then speed through the messy business of gutting the remaining sailors below deck. Once she was ours, we would be unconquerable rogues once again. Just one more fight.

The captain (once the first mate) and Yue Feng (as always) took the first rowboat, everyone under orders to be as silent as the night. If a man so much as scratched his balls, it was too much sound, and he could expect to be tied to the mast and lashed once our little raid was finished. Even the parrots seemed to intuit that now wasn't the time.

I watched them scale the rope ladder on the starboard side of the frigate, my heart in my mouth. We were so close. The pirates fanned out across the top deck of the HMS Jackal, making sure that every corner was clear. I couldn't make much out through the fog, but it seemed odd to me that I couldn't see even one single Golden People soldier on the deck. There should have been at least a few bleary-eyed mariners leaning over the railings or squatting upon tiny stools. But, as far as I could tell, there wasn't a single soul.

Slowly, man by man (or, in the case of Yue Feng, woman), the crew made their way down below deck, sabers raised. Queerly, I thought I saw a flash or two of light from the portholes on the side of the astronomical warship, but I never heard a sound. I looked down at my comrades on the main deck of our junk. Several looked back at me with quizzical expressions. I shrugged my shoulders.

Nobody having any better ideas, we stuck to the plan and began to board the remaining rowboats. These were foul little vessels we'd intimidated fishermen into giving us, so we greatly hoped we weren't going to be fired upon while boarding - these rickety things were designed for a stealth approach, not a head-on attack. I shivered - though the temperature was already rising, the air was muggy, and my leather armor wasn't at all breathable, the damp cloth of my red, white, and gold tunic didn't seem sufficient.

With a nearly imperceptible thump, the rowboat knocked into the side of the great frigate. We all began to climb, following in our captain's footsteps. Once at the top of the rope ladder, we all assembled anxiously on the deck. "Do you hear anything?" one toothless privateer with shaggy hair and a fu manchu hoarsely asked me. "No," I replied.

Our options seemingly limited, we peered down below. I thought I smelled something strange, but I struggled to put my finger on it. "Let's go, I suppose," one brave cook declared. "Either the ship is empty, and we've already taken it, or we're walking into a trap."

"Exactly," I responded, "so doesn't that mean we ought to turn around?"

"And what," he answered, rolling his eyes at me, "take the Imperial exams and live a normal life?"

A few of the others noiselessly chuckled. The point was well taken. I had no life to go back to. My family would say I'd dishonored them by "serving" an army of boorish cretins. I wouldn't return to a life as a housewife - quite to the contrary, I'd be returned to my life as a whore, but merely on land. "I'll pass," I said out loud. "A pirate's life for me."

"Aye," the rest of them replied.

So we began to make our way down the slippery wet wooden stairs and down into the vast hold. With low ceilings, randomly-arranged crates, and barely any light, it was virtually impossible to discern where our predecessors had got off to. I told half the lads to head towards the bow, whereas I took the remaining gaggle of men, numbering about a dozen, to the stern. There seemed to be patches of light up there.

We tiptoed through the darkness. At one point, I could swear I heard a sneeze, but another pirate assured me I was imagining things. At another, I felt something alarming and furry slither underneath me... but apparently it was simply a cat, dutifully fulfilling its responsibilities as a rat-killer. I felt quite confident that we had to be running out of real estate, as we passed between two portholes, one on the port, and another on the starboard, and they seemed rather close together. Finally...

An orange light blazed forth in the darkness. It was so bright, it was as though the sun had spontaneously erupted in the middle of the hold. I noticed the bodies on the floor, first, perhaps nine or ten; they were all members of the first boarding party. The captain, I'm sorry to say, was among the dead. But I had no time to mourn, as looking up I could see what must have been two dozen pale faces gaping at me. Most of them carried bloody daggers. One man, in the front, was holding the torch that had nearly blinded me, and directly next to him was a man holding a knife to Yue Feng's throat. He wore an absurd blue naval uniform, with an ostentatious ochre-colored belt, frilly yellow bits dangling off the shoulders, and an enormous hat that would have hit the ceiling were he not so short. I wondered if he was an admiral in the Golden People's navy... his rank seemed high.

"A thousand salutations! When I was told I was on the hunt for, and I must quote, 'Xiao Bo and Yue Feng, the pirate queens of the Southern Seas,' I confess I rather had a bit of a tittering fit! I assumed, you see, that it must have been some rather silly term of art, describing instead the immoral activities of a class of degenerate criminals! And while I have certainly apprehended a number of those types during my deployment here - including in my own navy, har dee har - I was, as I now know, terribly wrong about that! You are, indeed, two splendidly real women of many, many talents! I am told you began your careers as concubines of a sort, making generous offers of the flesh to this lovely band, before diversifying your skill set! I'm told you are even mightily skilled in combat! Regrettably, there shan't be any opportunity to demonstrate those particular talents today, as the rest of your crew is being poked full of holes by my hidden assassins, and your cutlass and pistol are soon to be impounded. I'm very curious about the local practice of boarding women such as yourselves aboard a naval vessel, though. Perhaps you'd find it rewarding to explain to me the skills you learned when you first were dragged aboard a pirate junk and held down in the dark? Perhaps we'll have to set up private lessons every evening. Mind you: I am a terribly slow learner. I shall require some 'hands-on' education."

I tried to swing an arm at the smarmy little pervert, but I felt a sharp jab in my upper back. One of the admiral's lackeys had thrust his dagger at me. I reckoned immediately that my leather shoulder guard had spared me. It did not, sadly, protect me from the butt of a musket swung at me from my blind side. I heard a sickening crack, felt a blast of pain, and everything went black.

OOC Note: This and future roleplays borrow themes and concepts from the roleplaying game Feng Shui 2. All storylines and characters are original creations. ICly, events take place in Naixi and within the Naixese timeline, not in RL Hong Kong, which is the setting for the game.

Matchday 2

Naixi 0 ⇨ Huang, Pao, Geng (H.K. Tan), Dong, Tsung (Z.B. Tan), Tian, Yap, Hark (Mok), Yuan, Jin, Ling
Darmen 0 ⇨ Poirier, Ó Madaidhín, Böhm, Snyder (Ryer), O'Hara, St. John (MacGowan), Wolfe, Park (Trudeau), Hale, Lee (Ryley), January (Kinnaird)

13' Yellow Card ⇨ Lee (DAR)
35' Yellow Card ⇨ Yap (NIX)
42' Yellow Card ⇨ Wolfe (DAR)
70' Substitution ⇨ Snyder OFF Ryer ON (DAR)
76' Substitution ⇨ Geng OFF H.K. Tan ON (NIX)
76' Substitution ⇨ Tsung OFF Z.B. Tan ON (NIX)
78' Substitution ⇨ St. John OFF MacGowan ON (DAR)
78' Substitution ⇨ Park OFF Trudeau ON (DAR)
81' Red Card ⇨ Dong (NIX)
85' Substitution ⇨ January OFF Kinnaird ON (DAR)
85' Substitution ⇨ Lee OFF Ryley ON (DAR)
87' Substitution ⇨ Hark OFF Mok ON (NIX)
91' Yellow Card ⇨ Tian (NIX)

Matchday 3

Greater Cebu 0 ⇨ Ivanovsky, Voltaire (Teves), Messina, Scalvini (Karlssen), Watt, Castillo, Baüer, di Scipio, Araki, Dias, Kraljević
Naixi 5 ⇨ Huang, Pao, Geng, Z.B. Tan ⚽x1, Tsung ⚽x1, Tian ⚽x1, Yap (Lin), Hark (Mok), Yuan ⚽x1, Jin, Ling ⚽x1 (Chu)

7' Goal ⇨ Z.B. Tan (NIX)
10' Yellow Card ⇨ Ling (NIX)
33' Yellow Card ⇨ Jin (NIX)
48' Goal ⇨ Tian (NIX)
58' Goal ⇨ Ling (NIX)
60' Yellow Card ⇨ Tian (NIX)
63' Substitution ⇨ Voltaire OFF Teves ON (OPP)
65' Substitution ⇨ Hark OFF Mok ON (NIX)
71' Goal ⇨ Yuan (NIX)
78' Substitution ⇨ Yap OFF Lin ON (NIX)
79' Goal ⇨ Tsung (NIX)
82' Substitution ⇨ Scalvini OFF Karlssen ON (OPP)
95' Substitution ⇨ Ling OFF Chu ON (NIX)

by **Delte** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 12:17 pm

Delte 4-0 Arjunnagar
Sports Correspondent Kim Samrodd at Ildemorton Road for the Deltemouth Tide Times

I won't dwell overly long on the finer details of this match, but certainly mention should be made of galvanizer Danny Mastorqua's performace on the bench, where he assisted coach Perro with a continual volley of hints and tips and instructions and the odd thoroughly unstoiclike expletive to keep up our spirits for a solid win against an unnamed and unenthusiastic Arjunnagar side, the professional sign-up artists from the India region. I thought Danny was some kind of metalworker, I had no idea he was an actual galvanizer of people, but it seemed to work. After a poor first half, the team marched on in the second half to complete an historic win, since, combined with Tuesday's win over Ethane and the away team throwing a banana-skin over the heads of the TJUNiacs, this represents The Representatives best ever start to world cup qualifying.

Which is nice.

At the same time, or maybe a few minutes before...

TJUN-ia 0-1 Delte
Segmental Paving Specialist & temporary Player-Reporter Cerril Nysald in Szensky, CSTO Zone, TJUN-ia for Up The Reps Football Fanzine

I've been briefed not to dwell overly long on the finer details of our match but suffice it to say the Away Team Mission, in their first game together, were offered a huge slice of good luck by the very kind TJUNiacs, the Krasnaya Stena ultras group who seemed altogether unimpressed by their Jags' early nerves, conceding as they did a poor goal early in the first half to young Delt Henry Lightman. After wishing the visitors good luck, they soon saw them get it as Jags' centre back Sadio Mbwekala slipped on the ball on the edge of his box, handing up a turnover right into the path of our young striker to hit home decisively. Probably the second toughest match on our road trip this cycle, we were grateful for the early lead and stuck to task with a stoic and organised defensive display thereafter, eschewing our usual attacking intentions to ruggedly cling on to the lead. I got on with ten minutes to go to add an extra man to defence in place of match winner Henry, but it was another sub off the bench, the Taxhavn ambassador's son Eddie von Dach, who impressed the most, replacing forward Ight Elmhurst ten minutes after the goal and really putting in a player of the match performance - also as an extra defender. Which seemed to work.

I hear the home team helped to make it three from three, which was nice to hear over full-time orange segments and a polite round of applause. Eddie, not being of Deltic heritage, even did a downward air punch and made a sort of 'woohoo' noise. Doubtless coach Awton will have a word with him about containing the excitement.

Every Day I Roleplay About Football
1/5: Kirola Watch

Previously, on EDIRAF:

Starblaydia, Outer AO - Ediraf sportswear Quality Control Operative Raul Valk spots a terrible mistake in the personalisation department when a rogue robot prints ‘pissflaps’ on the back of a shirt, and his timely interception wins him employee of the month award and a free trip to anywhere. His boss Fred Oakenshield recommends the Delte Valley as being ‘quite nice, this time of the year’ and so the employee heads out to just sidewise of the North Pacific and the quaint little valley for his holiday. His only job? Report back on the state of Ediraf interests in the valley - a little market analysis for the company in this backwater sales territory. What Raul discovers is quite remarkable - fighting in the sports shops over new deliveries of Ediraf stock, a roaring trade in knock-off and fake Ediraf sportswear, a battle at the docks leading to the burning of a container full of Kirola badminton supplies by local Ediraf loyalists, the banning of branded sportswear at Oswark Grammar School because of the sectarian tensions, and even a dangerous messianic cult devoutly - and violently - opposed to ‘the devil’s own wicking’ (that would be Ediraf). Luckily the River Patrol (that’s the local police force) take quite a liking to Raul Valk and become his volunteer bodyguard for the duration of his stay. And he does such a good job of reporting home on the various potentials of this ‘Ediraf Country’ that Fred Oakenshield promotes him to Regional Sales Manager and bases him permanently in the Valley. This recap was brought to you by ediraf Recapper Bot #36

Subject: Kirola Watch
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Thanks to @bot.recapper36 for the ‘previously on EDIRAF’ section. The montage.plugin appears adequate, and I note the interesting group of .bots that have been included in the nssports-monitor distribution list - this is going to be fun!

That said, I think the initial premise of The Game is pretty much done and dusted already in this particular territory. The human sales rep we sent there under the pretext of winning some factory employee of the month award has cleaned up, Kirola have been marginalised, and did you see that bonfire on the docks when they tried to deliver a consigment of new sneakers? Whoo! They really went up. Anyway, I think it’s fair to say the Delte Valley is ediraf country now. I mean I’m not sure where the Delte Valley exactly is - it’s not on the ediraf Map of The World - but that’s what could make something new quite an interesting prospect:

Myself and @bot.cargo-router198 have been chatting around the company central server cooler.plugin and we think we’ve come up with a really good extension for The Game, now that Kirola has been spanked and the initial premise of The Game, ie. spank Kirola, is complete. So, find attachment The Game: Total Intrigue Expansion Pack with a full outline of what we could do next with human.employee.345.8374.874 appell.Raul Valk and the local diplomatic and political scene. I think you’ll agree, being an out-of-the-way place and an out-of-the-way employee, there’ll be little comeback on us or the organisation, especially if it goes the way we aim. After all, we’re only a sportswear manufacturer, right?! Can’t wait to nail this and level up. Eura|Sameba Big Boom Reboot next, anyone?

Anyway, getting ahead of myself there. I suppose we need to vote in the Game Master first. I’m going to dive right in and propose @bot.suggestions who did such a brilliant job of The Game, Round 576, my favourite to date and not just because I won!

By the way, any chance you can add @bot.cargo-router198 to the nssports-monitorbots list? It’s a great algorithm, I think it’ll fit in perfectly nicely with the rest of us.

[Insert agreed sign-off slogan]
 @bot.kirolawatch

by **Cap Nord** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 1:50 pm

”We’re gonna splurge! We’re gonna guzzle! We’re gonna knock back till our heads will juggle!”

Even if the hotel room in Golda was nice and tidy, the walls were coming towards Johannes Marzinn. Theoretically, it had been an excellent idea of the gaffer to avoid a pinkeye flight and an even worse bout of jet lag by extending the stay in The Jovannic with another night before traveling back home. Some had even hoped, when the policy was announced ahead of the qualifiers, that it would allow them to pick up a bit of international nightlife, being off the leash of domestic pressures. In that scenario, there would have been jubilant celebrations after a string of successes. The premise for that appeared far more difficult than anticipated. Just a few days back, a heavy blow had landed on the Whalers as Saterun triumphed in Huftstad. With the opening victory in the back of their minds, the Capnordic fans had anticipated another win, secretly anticipating a nine out of nine ahead of the clash against Saint Eleanor. After all, if any play-off hope was to be held, confrontations such as the one against the Eleanorians were the ones to watch.

What had been forgotten was that every game could bring three points. Or nil. Saterun proved to be more efficient against a slightly naive Cap Nord setup and with Thiago Esparza, they possessed an overlooked striker. The sole goal from Simon Carstensen shortly rekindled the hopes for a return: 1-2 with twenty minutes left on the clock. But Esparza knocked in another one, ensuring a hero's welcome back home and cementing the crisis for the Whalers. Especially coach Finchley started to get more and more stick for his style of play. With 53.3% of the points won, his track record paled when matched with that of Jon Forseth, let alone Robert McEather. The Clachonoch native might have been pelted with proverbial tomatoes on his departure but did score 68% and a Campionato silver, glory days that seemed far more than three years ago now.

”And show those haaaaaaands! And wave! Wave! Wave!”

This was agony. The whole day was running circles inside the brain of Johannes Marzinn. Breakfast had still bolstered mild optimism: even if the newspapers had not been kind on Pazron Finchley, the players kept their faith in the organized but amiable Lozhoan. His ‘we win together, we lose together’ philosophy hit base with the group, who had not forgotten the changes in attitude of McEather towards a winning or a losing squad. During the technical training and at the first recon of the pitch, everyone seemed pumped to prove that the loss in Huftstad was just an accidental bump in the road.

”Humpa! Humpa! Humpa fasalsalalalaa!”

A cursory look told Johannes it was a quarter past one. Three and a half hours had passed since the final whistle and not everything had trickled in yet. He tried to focus but it was harder than he thought. It even was impossible to think of the actual build-up of the situation: all he could see in his mind was the ball rolling into the net, just a pinch slower every time it came on repeat. That and Juyt Dersa, the Jovannican striker who had entered this campaign with all guns blazing, running off towards the corner flag as his ecstatic compatriots in the stands jubilated. Where did that ball come from? With all the best intentions, Marzinn just could not recall where the ball had come from.

”We see the morning sun and take another sip! My wife is waiting with the whip!”

What he did feel was the snowball inside him, twisting and turning and racking up more and more anger inside him. The guilt had become swarmed with frustration and annoyance over how all of this had gone so wrong.

”And wave with those hands! And clap them in the air!”

Marzinn physically felt the pressure in his chest, the rage on how he could not stop The Jovannic and turn the team back on course.

”Let’s have one more for the road!”

It all was too much for him, and on top of all that…

”Or maybe it’s just the one before the last one!”

… there was this godawful…

”So now we wave, wave, wave!”

… delirious …

”And now we clap, clap, clap!”

… infernal racket.

”Will you fucking stop with that fucking nonsense!”

Saying that Johannes had snapped was quite the understatement. Many said that for a goalkeeper, he missed a bit of authority towards his teammates. But even in his cartoon-covered boxers, he would make almost everyone tremble as he stood there, seething with rage. In one hand, he held the portable music player from his roommate, with the other he made it quite clear that it would disappear out a window and into the Jovannic night if it would not be turned off within three seconds. Nearly everyone would have quickly pulled the plug on his late-night listening session but unfortunately for Johannes, Dieter Scharf was not just everyone.

“Oh, you’re not really into Kupfermusik*? These are The Midnight Rockets, they’ll play at the Esportivan Cultural Festival tomorrow, I got tickets.”

Johannes could do nothing but gasp for air on such a phlegmatic reply. For two hours straight, he had been tormented by this godforsaken noise with his pillow and blanket over his ears and then this?

Back upon his first selection, Johannes was already honored to be named a Whaler. So when he was linked up with Dieter Scharf as roomies and a few guys started to snigger, he had not really noticed. And indeed, Scharf appeared to be a particular person to share a room with. The windows had to be open, whatever the climate of the destination (Marzinn dreaded the visit to Polar Islandstates for various reasons, but that was one of them), Scharf appeared completely unable to go to the bathroom at night without turning on every light and never had any interest in a lighthearted talk or discussion: not a word beyond the functional minimum was uttered in the room. But Marzinn had not complained, afraid that it could affect his next selection: anyone could be a third goalie, as long as you’re not a pain in the ass. So he got mashed up with Scharf again the next time. And the next one. And at some point, people even started to assume they were some sort of friends, much to the horror of Marzinn.

“I’m not into Kupfermusik? I don’t care if it was The Morning Shooting Stars, or parkbeat* or picklecore* or puste*, you twat! I just want some sleep to forget that fucking goal!”

Dieter Scharf looked at the goalkeeper in disbelief. They were only six years apart but somehow, the gap seemed to be between a graduate student and a professor who had seen a fair bit of the world already.

“You’re playing for Cleorough, Marz’. Cleorough. They float as close to the bottom of the Toilet League as you can without being flushed. So you concede like what, sixty goals a season? Seventy? If you are this itchy after every one of them, please forbid you ever find a partner.”

It seemed as if they were taking turns to be baffled about the other.

“What? This was a crucial game for the national team and maybe the coach gets fired over this and, and”
“Who cares.”
“What?”
“It is just a game.”

Dieter stood up, carefully peeling his speaker out of the large goalie’s hand, continuing his statement.

“It is just a game, as is the next one. And the next one. Everyone is far too bothered about all this. So the current streak is not what we hoped for, so what. Maybe we will then win a few in a row and the press will think we’re the next Chromatika or Banija and after all, it is just a bit of random luck.”

There was little left for Marzinn to say after that.

“Besides, it was just poor defending by Bissett and Brymsaeter to give Harring this much space: if you give the few veterans on what is, in fact, a DBC squad such an opportunity to slice it open, they will do it. You were out of position but there was little you could do about it.”

Johannes just nodded.

“And besides, if you would have just asked it, I would have turned it down. You just never say a word.”

”It is time for another beer in the pub! But first a lager in the backyard!”

Without a word, Marzinn sat down a second before positioning himself back to sleep.

“Dieter, could you turn it down, please?”
“Of course.”

The silence was even more uncomfortable, so after a few soft coughs, Marzinn whispered.

“Are you going alone to the Esportivan Culture Festival?”
“Don’t worry, I have got a spare card for you.”

**

Visitors to the Esportivan Culture Festival will be welcomed in Maison Darts 4 and 5 by a showcase of diverse music styles that are often only popular in one or a few countries, or even just a small region within an Esportivan nation. On behalf of Cap Nord, one can expect bands which will demonstrate the following genres (apart from parkbeat) to foreign visitors.

*Kupfermusik: Named after the brass instruments, such as horn or trumpet, that tie together the sound of this style, Kupfermusik has its origin in the Feldburg region of Cap Nord. The festival in Arpel draws visitors from across the country that come for a three-day celebration of the complexless, joyous style. Expect a boisterous sound that invites for a conga line and easily singable lyrics about the lighter side of life. It might not be the most intellectual thing out there, but once you are in the right mood (possibly alcoholically induced), it assures a festive evening making new friends.

*Parkbeat: The Silk Revolution, which ousted the monarchy for two decades, opened up the atmosphere for a more relaxed view on drugs. Before, these had been hunted down vigorously, now you could name a whole style of music for it. Parkbeat, famous for its relaxed rhythm does remind a bit of lounge but with a more sunny sentiment to it. The low bpm is said to be best enjoyed under the influence of ‘a lot of grass’, igniting the name for this music. The style is linked to the optimism of the direct post-Silk Revolution times but with the NUP in power, it is now considered as a silent protest against the regime.

*Picklecore: With band names such as Pogostuck, Windmilling At 3AM, Buttscar and Flexible Onion, it is clear that this punk-derived genre does not take itself too serious. Songs are usually short, fast and to the point, even if that point is rarely to be taken literally. Expect people slamming drums at a satanic rhythm, repetitive guitars and kids in skater outfits yelling into the microphone. The genre gets its name from “Picklejuice”, a song by Drying Cement that discusses a trip to the hospital after grabbing the wrong can from the fridge. It’s great fun, as long as you’ve got noise-canceling earplugs.

*Puste: If you are frightened to step a foot in the direction of picklecore, you might be more interested in ‘puste’. Getting its name from the word for ‘breathing’, puste singer-songwriters are notorious for the whispering way in which they perform their lyrics above a dreamy scala of instruments that take the listener immediately to a quiet coastside spot or an empty meadow. It is not everyone’s cup of tea but the best performers, such as Tyri Dagmarr, who will perform at the Festival, can mesmerize a crowd and encapsulate perfect beauty in a song.

by **Jeruselem** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 2:07 pm

Princess Stella Annabelle Dallas in The Cherven Cities for the World Cup 94 qualification day 3 ...

Hello this is Princess Stella Annabelle Dallas once again reporting for Naked News Jeruselem at the World Cup 94.
Yes, I'm overseas again because ... I'm actually wearing clothes ... and this time I'm in The Cherven Cities for qualification match day 3.

The Cherven Cities is a small East European country, well with some similarities to our own nation but Jeruselem does have a lot more people though.
It even has a medieval looking flag like ours.
It even has it's own monarchy of sorts!
Not really a full monarchy, it's more like a like Princedom. They have a Prince not an Emperor or King.
Oh yes, they don't like them commies just like us!

They were rather surprised when the TV reporter was ... an actually real princess.
You know, most royals don't work for a living and I'm strange I'm ... working.
I do it because I get bored.

Last round number 2 has some interesting results and was not totally boring.
There was a lot of interesting results in today's games as well.

Well, last round mostly went to script but one team didn't.
Greater Cebu came to Jeruselem and got beaten up 7-1 by the Princesses. Yeah 7-1, I think they gave up pretty early.
Naixi went drew NIL ALL with visiting Darmen. Darmen needed to win that one ... just saying.
Mameath did the same with visiting Sannyamathland well, drawing 0-0 as well.
Pyazhnaya hosted the Cardinals from Ile de Richelieu and the Cardinals won 1-0 to extend the winning streak to 2.
Huayramarca entered the cup at home and showed it's number one beating 2nd top seed Ko-oren 1-0. Ouch for Ko-oren!
The Cherven Cities had the bye.

Now, this round didn't surprise anyone except for one team.
Darmen were at home and the lowly Mameath should have been their next victim BUT
It was scoreless draw, which for Mameath is good. For Darmen, very bad since it was a home game.

The Cardinals or Ile de Richelieu had to host top seed Huayramarca, which doesn't sound like fun.
BUT Ile de Richelieu showed the fight needed by a team from the Baptism of Fire.
They did loose but it was 1-0. We'd be happy with that result seriously.
Yes that's the same Huayramarca which beat Ko-oren 1-0. Respect for the Cardinals!

Sannyamathland were at home and sadly for the home team, visiting Pyazhnaya won 1-0.
Ko-oren had the bye today, it's good to get the bye out of the way early I say.

That leaves the game here today.
The good news for The Cherven Cities is they were at home.
The bad news for The Cherven Cities is ... they let in 3 goals and didn't land any themselves.
Yeah they lost 3-0, not the result the home team wanted.
But they are ranked 247 ... it's not expected they would put in much a challenge to us.
Sadly it also means they are last on the table with zero points.

The table after 3 games is a little weird. The Cherven Cities last, no points.
Sannyamathland are 10th but have 1 point better than none.
Mameath and Darmen are 9th and 8th with two points. Darmen shouldn't be down so low.
Greater Cebu, Pyazhnaya and Ko-oren are next with 3 points from 7th to 5th. Ko-oren have had a bye which means they've only played two games so their position isn't reflective of their efforts.
Well the Cardinals, and top seed Huayramarca are 4th and 3rd with 6 points. Huayramarca has a perfect record ignoring the bye. Byes mess things up.
Naixi are second on 7 points, I mean given their ranking they shouldn't even be there but they are!
And Jeruselem on 9 with 3 from 3. Princesses on top!

We have bye next game so all top 3 seeds have gotten rid of the bye in 4 match days.
Our next game is in round 5 at home against Naixi.

Just to note on match day 2, our friends from Independent Athletes from Quebec played Archalit.
Quebec won 7-0.

The World Cup 94 team trading cards have been delayed, sorry about that.
Just a few production issues, namely running out of paper.
Jeruselem does not have a lot trees sitting around so be turned into paper, so we have import wood.
We don't use any crappy rubbish wood either, it has make quality paper.

Once we get them out, be on watch for the special Golden one.
Yeah that's one with me in it, because ... most people overseas wouldn't know most of our players are but they know who I am.
If you do find it, there's a special prize attached to it.
Anyway, that's it from me! Annabelle out

by **Chromatika** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 6:33 pm

MD2: Chromatika 2-0 Sendhang
Goals: Kuznetsov 18', Xuen-Zhukov 66'
Starting XI: Fillar, J. (C); Ansov - de Aea - Anbient; Fillar, G. - Larriet-Cortes - Fillar, B. - Fillar, E.; Kuznetsov; Xuen-Zhukov - Delaya.
Substitutes: Hauser -> Fillar, B. (55'), Aimée -> Anbient (55'), Killian -> Delaya (55'), Si -> Larriet-Cortes (77'), Ansoll -> de Aea (81')
Summary: At a sold out Chromatik City Field, the Anomalies kicked off their home campaign with a comprehensive 2-0 victory against third seeded Sendhang as Juxon Fillar was able to keep a clean sheet while Vasiliy Marten Kuznetsov and Lavrentiy Xuen-Zhukov would do the goalscoring honors in World Cup Qualifying action. From the get-go, the Anomalies were on the ball, peppering the visiting side with probing shots before VMK was able to pounce on a rebound to get the goal early. A quadruple substitution ten minutes after halftime showed Repin's confidence, and Xuen-Zhukov would double the lead on the sixty-sixth, allowing the home team to cruise to their first victory. A nice tune-up to the road trip to Tikariot.

MD3: Tikariot 5-3 Chromatika
Goals: Xuen-Zhukov 24', 62', Fillar, E. 56'
Starting XI: Fillar, J. (C); Ansov - de Aea - Anbient; Fillar, G. - Larriet-Cortes - Fillar, B. - Fillar, E.; Kuznetsov; Xuen-Zhukov - Delaya.
Substitutes: Coulibaly -> Ansov (52'), Zuniga -> Larriet-Cortes (52'), Hauser -> Fillar, B. (73'), Park -> Delaya (73'), Ansoll -> de Aea (86')
Summary: Traveling to the Temple of the Crow, one of the more imposing venues in the group, Chromatika was smacked in the face by the brunt of the Tikariotian attack as the home team put five past Juxon Fillar to a high-octane, entertaining 5-3 victory for the home side. Thomas and Sankalin would have a brace apiece while Davies would have three assists. The Anomalies, led by a brace from Xuen-Zhukov, would score twice early in the second half to tie up the score, but a late flurry from the home team would put the result out of reach. Henri de Aea and Juxon Fillar took responsibility for the lack of defensive structure while Repin praised Tikariot's tenacity and unending stamina. A loss to the second seed at this juncture on the road isn't that uncommon, but it was still a reminder that Chromatika are vulnerable.

Fortnight 3: vs. United States of Devonta, @ New Dascos
Starting XI: Sourtois; Paterson - Ansoll - Nodis; Christelle (C) - Ju - Françine-Miklavivec - Womack; Phoen; Oveni - Fucheux.
Substitutes: GK Do Seung-Min, GK Laurée Bautista, DCR Odwin Muir, DC Rowan Harry, DCL Twilight Mixon, DC Eileen Jackson-Jones, WBR Ibayashi Haitou, WBL Manda Iara, WBR Crystle Tracy, BWM Kateryna Zuniga, DLP Alija Mesic-Mizayaki, DLP Marion Goo, AP Tyoma Laurette, AF Elaine Howard-Dawes, CF Nam Il-San
Preview: Good qualifying campaigns are often more defined by how few points one drops against the minnows than how many one gains against the second and third seeds. These are the two weakest teams in the group; even with depth starting for the Anomalies, anything less than six points would be a disappointment.

by **Captina Island** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 7:28 pm

Growing Pains or Chronic Condition? 'Captina nil' a common theme so far in WCQ

(TCCPA) Geneva City--The Captina Company National Team have yet to score a goal through three matches in Group 6 for the qualifying for World Cup 94, yet only trail table topping Squornshelan Remnant States--the joint second highest scoring side over the same number of fixtures--by five points.

Manager Jonas Yarborough was hired to bring a sharper attacking edge to the Rosso e Oro and the team have looked more dangerous in possession--they outshot Krytenia in the opener and outplayed Dod Rava in the most recent match despite losing 1-0, with an uneven performance away against Indusse that still earned them a point--but there has been no finishing at the front.

The solid catenaccio principles that have been the foundation of TCCNT remain part of the collective DNA of this first mixed sex squad, keeping two of the top 70 nations in the multiverse off the scoresheet while falling victim to a single breakdown on a set piece against a side that looked more than ripe for a 3 point haul at home.

Yarborough: "In the midst of the action as it happens the players do not appear hesitant, confused or reluctant in their play, which we confirm through video review. What we see are breakdowns in confidence relative to player movement in possession that disrupt timing in the buildup. Although we face the most challenging part of the fixture list after the bye, I feel as though we will be much improved after this next trip with the open date following."

Captina will travel to The Gothinita Isles for the fourth matchday before having a bye on matchday 5; the hosts sit at the bottom of the table without a point, although they've played one fewer match and like TCCNT have failed to score so far; the match at the Arenes Stadium in Mondown City will be a different experience than the trip to Indusse where Captina played before the largest crowd in their history at the Aditya Varma Kulashekara International Stadium in New Hind City, where over 115,000 witnessed the contest.

by **Evinea** » Fri Jun 30, 2023 9:49 pm

Onto The World Stage

The Midnight Suns now officially begin a new journey, qualifying for the World Cup. After an overall successful Baptism of Fire tournament, acquiring third place, the team now sets it sights on a new competition: the World Cup. After taking a much needed rest, the team makes it way from Baker Park back home in preparation for their first matchday.

Samuel Abena has been working extensively with the team to be prepared for the qualifiers. Using the Baptism of Fire as a frame of reference, modifications were applied to the team's game play in order to maximize their chances of success in whole new competition. A whole new set of challenges has appeared, but the Evinean team is ready to head onto the international stage and show themselves. Let's look at their first games against Abanhfleft, and Estorvipa and Estorpiva.

v. Abanhfleft @ Lacragos Stadium
Draw: 3-1
Scorers: Raphael Kwaku (17', 67') James Lanre (44')
Positives: A strong performance at home, to demonstrate Evinea's willingness to win. They came and showed out infront of a raucous home crowd, who saw a focused and determined Evinean team.
Negatives: Unfortunately, a goal was concede, but overall, there was not much to criticize in this game.

v. Estorvipa and Estorpiva
Loss: 0-1
Scorers: NONE
Positives: regarding this was the first loss of the team, not too many positives to highlight
Negatives: First loss of the tournament is not something to look to happy about, but it is definitely a chance for needed improvement.

World Cup 81/82/83/84

© Sporting Times Weekend 2023
Adventures in qualifying
by Mindy Cartwright, National Soccer Editor

After getting back on track with a pair of clean sheet victories, the Commonwealth National Team will look to take six more points over the upcoming international break for matchdays four and five, as a second trip to a BOF guest, Rincurd will open the week followed by a home fixture against southern AO nation Pluvea & the Saxean Isles at Rogers Stadium.

It was a much different sense of purpose in the starting XI at the Pretorusburg National Ground in the South Americanastan capital from the opener in Riverside, Charlotte Bauer getting the honor of captaining the side as the most capped senior squad player, while Hayley Gibson was directly behind Rod Callaway as the keeper split the top 2 active appearance leaders.

The home crowd gave a hearty cheer at the conclusion of Hear Our Voices, in a show of appreciation of the Commonwealth's hosting of the Baptism of Fire that will be a part of the legacy of the Bushrangers in the NSWC, while there was noticeably less enthusiasm at the conclusion of the home nation's anthem.

There was little time wasted in establishing the 200+ ranking difference between the sides as the Bees held the ball at a near 100% ratio over the first six minutes, blasting five shots that failed to be on frame but served as a statement of intent.
Gibson gave BP the lead in the 24th minute with a side footed volley that much of the local support seemed shocked by; the approximately 2,500-3,000 gold clad supporters segregated off to one side of the stand behind the goal Callaway defended in the first half raised enough noise over the remainder of the first half that the keeper made a beeline to the front of the section to show his appreciation.

The first ten minutes of the second half was a strange three act performance that required a post-match discussion among the visiting media contingent and the local reporters before anyone could think about filing a story.

Within the first two minutes after the restart, a group of Amerikanastaners began setting off smoke bombs at one end of stadium, while another group at the opposite end were throwing cans of beer (we were told) at sections of the Main Stand where VIPs were seated.

The Nepharim referee Fabian Mondrian, stopped play and sent the sides to their technical areas on the advice of the WCC delegate in charge and the police; the match was resumed six minutes later only to be interrupted again by individuals invading the pitch.

Mr Mondrian received advice from NSWC HQ that any further disruption would cause the match to be declared a forfeit; the announced crowd of 31,000 (an optimistic number) were long gone home at the final whistle, Olivia Ryan making the score 2-0 before an hour had passed. Will Barnard got an opportunity to make a few more substitutions to work on tactical options.

By comparison the visit of 95X to Newport City Stadium was another day in the park; five starters from the opener were called back into the side, with another comprehensive display of ball control through the evolving P4 metric that's been at the center of Barnard's vision of the NT going forward. Karrie Price secured all three points for BP with her 27th international tally and Rose McCormack earned her 11th international clean sheet.

MD 4 lineup vs Rincurd

Rossi; S. Knight, Kucera, Jones; S. Logan, Olivera, Garfield, Boyle; Baum; Diaz, Gibson (C)
subs: Dickerson, Allen, Finnegan, Wiley, Vetter, Syzmanski, Stefani Martini, A. Knight, Harris

MD 5 lineup vs Pluvea & Saxean Isles @ Rogers Stadium, Endborough (46,750)

Callaway; Allen, Finnegan, Freeman; Park, Wiley, Vetter, Syzmanski; A. Knight; Harris, McDavid
subs: Albertson, Frost, Jorgensen, Ryan, D'Alessandro, Camille Prince, Boyle, Chris Sonjini, Claudia Grayson

World Cup 94 [roleplays]

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