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[perfectsymmetry]

[Voice post to one and all!]


Ah! Hello Mayfield! I hope you're all well. I uh, I just had a quick question. Is there a football team in town? Ah, the soccer type of football, I mean. Whether it's a school league or a local one...? If there isn't, would anyone be interested in forming one? I'd be glad to help teach those who might be interested! I uh, I suppose we'll need enough for at least two teams, since we can't play against other towns....


Uh, anyway, I hope I can get some information. It... it would be nice to having something normal to do around here... thank you for your time!

Comments

[hop-toit-udonge.livejournal.com]

An athlete, are you?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah, well, a bit I suppose! Back home I had just joined a team, before I was brought here. I... had waited a long time to join one, I was looking forward to it...

[hop-toit-udonge.livejournal.com]

It's good to have interests like that.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

I think it would be good for this town to have something normal and fun to do. And distracting...

[ciaobastards.livejournal.com]

The soccer type of football? What other types would there be?

Oh yeah, I forgot. America's stupid.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah, well I figured, this town supposedly is located in America and is pretty stereotypical to the 1950s, that they probably had the other kind of football, but not the actual kind.

[ciaobastards.livejournal.com]

How the hell could America's football be even called "football"? Most of the time they're holding the ball in their hands!

But I'd be interested in some sort of team here. It'd be one of the few good things to do in this place.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I think some of the drone kids play at school . . . But I haven't heard anything otherwise.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Er, well no offense to them, I suppose... I mean the drones seem pleasant enough... but I'd rather start a team with non-drones, if possible.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Ah, of course. I'd help you, Mister, but I don't think I'd be very good . . .

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

Sign me up. I play with Viking Stavanger back home.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[So happy!] Excellent! I'm starting to think this will actually take off. I think I'm going to get a list of names together. May I get your name?

[bornwithskison.livejournal.com]

Vetle Gjelstad. My real name is Norway.

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

So how do you play this game?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Oh, it's fairly simple! You've got goals on the other side of a field, and it's played with a ball you kick to the other players. No one is allowed to touch it with their hands, except the goaltenders. I'd be more than glad to show you how to play, if you like! Your sister too, if she'd be interested. The more the merrier!

[followyouthere.livejournal.com]

I dunno... Is it very dangerous? Would she get hurt?

[more importantly]

Is there tackling?

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

That sounds well cool! Count me in.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Fantastic! I'm very glad I asked, as I wasn't sure anyone would be interested. May I ask your name? I'm keeping a contact list so I can let everyone know once I find a place and time for practice.

[numanstan.livejournal.com]

Vince, Vince Noir.

Nah, I'm sure there's loads of people interested in playin' football 'round here! Gives us somethin' to do, yeah?

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

I don't think there is, but hopefully people will be interested.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

It seems a lot of people are! I'm so glad to see that.

[bustydefense.livejournal.com]

Good luck organizing it.

[bloodon-myknife.livejournal.com]

[Sniper would track down Crowe when he gets the chance.]

Hate to interrupt your fun but I think we need to have a little talk if you wouldn't mind?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

Ah! Good afternoon, Mr. Brown. Are.... are you feeling ...better?

[bloodon-myknife.livejournal.com]

No need to call me Mr. Brown, it's Sniper. Whenever I ask to be called Mr. Brown, just ignore or avoid me for a while. I am fine now though, thank you.

So it seems my actions yesterday left a few weirded out or confused. Since you're going to be living with me I think I owe you an explanation.