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Issue: 904 | 12th day of Relaxing, Y22 |
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Headlines "Between Eighteenth and First Place" by ma_trojas Earmuffs, earmuffs, earmuffs, where are you? Prytariel murmured to herself as she walked through the locker room, peering down each row and scanning the bench for them. She had almost finished putting away her gear for the day when Minae said their team was needed for (yet another) press conference, so Prytariel was trying to collect the scattered pieces of her uniform.
She didn’t exactly need to keep her ears warm in order to explain to the reporter that yes Terror Mountain had lost again today, of course, she’s still proud of all her teammates and fans, and no they don’t plan on succumbing to the winner’s curse, but it was important to her that they looked the part...
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Invasive Species Threaten Volleyball Championships With the month of Swimming fast approaching, one thing is on every Mystery Islander’s mind: The Mynci Beach Volleyball Championship Tournament. However, the recent influx of invasive Pawkeets and Turdles might forever change the sport as we know it...
by weee5067 |
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AC Coverage: Catching up with the Players In an effort to provide the dedicated fans with more information regarding your favourite annual sporting event, the Altador Cup, we sat down with several players for a brief interview about how they have been preparing for this season...
by arcanemon11 |
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The Music Box "Are you really leaving, Filo?"Elon hung in the back of the Maraquan locker room as Filo was saying his goodbyes. Elon was personally thrilled to have the nosy pain-in-the-neck gone, but the others seemed to be upset about it. He wasn't. Not at all. Not in the slightest.
by eracina |
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