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After several months of national selections, the time had come for the actual contest to take place. Pretty much every street in Khenas City, from all the new, wide boulevards to the narrow, crumbling streets of the old town, was lined with the obligatory banners welcoming people to Khenas and to the WorldVision song contest. There were to be 20 countries at the contest, much more than the usual 14 or so. Everyone knew this was going to be HUGE.

The Khenas National Stadium, which was chosen to be the venue for the contest, was filled to capacity with fans and media members, and there was an even larger television audience. The stage was a round shape, almost like that of a whole note. There was a single video screen at the back, and many rows of LED panels twisting and turning above the stage. Finally, there were also lights in the floor of the stage, allowing the stage to look like different types of surfaces, or just to provide extra lighting.

Songs List:

Bazalonia - On the Sorth Side, Annie Boddielz (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13568752&postcount=7)
Cachette de Lions - You're Gonna Know the Right Way, The Harlots (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13587652&postcount=21)
Cafundeu - You're in Debt, Interest Rate (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13587441&postcount=19)
Future-World - Freedom of Speech, Flaming Howl (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13587458&postcount=20)
Khenas - Heya!, KaLiRa (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13568824&postcount=8)
Kura-Pelland - I'd Rather Watch Baseball, Vinny Dallago (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13568677&postcount=6)
Mallatarsland - Pirates are Forever, Captain Bugsquash (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13592152&postcount=28)
Scotchpinestan - Funk Freak, Ugueth Samuelsson (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13626410&postcount=44)
Swilatia - WorldVision Zero, Diamond Clubs (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13663165&postcount=55)
Wavispa - I Don't Know, Joana Taylor (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13605775&postcount=35)
Wentland - The Committee's Song, The Committee (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13666976&postcount=57)
Wijaska Island - Wijaska Island Entry, WTV Music (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13621089&postcount=39)
Yokaria - The Bonds that Tie, Beressa Narbonese Colcassia (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13590375&postcount=26)
Zwangzug - Scene of the Pain, Negative Zero (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=13587758&postcount=22)

Results:

14 (22 points) - Yokaria
13 (33 points) - Swilatia
12 (35 points) - Kura-Pelland
11 (37 points) - Khenas
10 (42 points) - Wijaska Island
9 (48 points) - Wavispa
8 (52 points) - Wentland
7 (52 points) - Bazalonia
6 (54 points) - Scotchinestan
5 (64 points) - Mallatarsland
4th (70 points) - Cachette de Lions
3rd (72 points) - Zwangzug
2nd (78 points) - Cafundeu
1st (95 points) - Future-World

"Finally, we are ready!"
"Indeed, so let's go!"
"Right, start the ship!"
"Go on"
"Hmpf... so start the ship already!"
"Me?"
"Yes you, you're the pilot!"
"I thought you where the pilot"
"Me? I'm the one hiring you, you said you had worked on hoverships before"
"Yes, as a steward"
"What?"
"Not a pilot"
"Okey, come one... no panic it can't be that hard, can it?"
"Dunno"
"Let's see, perhaps this button"

The slimmed black hovership with the red wolf with flames, the Flaming Howl logo, on it's side gently lifted in the air. Gently as in rocketing hundreds of meters in the sky in a speed that would have made peregrin falcon faint.

"Ghark!"
"How do you turn this off?"
"I'm just a steward, let go off my throat!"
"You've worked on these, you must have seen something!"
"Ghark, glbl, test the red button!"

The ship made four loops, and dived against the ground

"Oh no, we're doomed!"
"My stomach..."
"This is the... Wait what is this, auto-pilot?"
Greetings, I am LIZZIE the auto pilot, please tell me your destination.
"Uhm, Khenas National Stadium, Khenas City, Khenas?"
Right away sir

The ship climbed and then smoothly flew away agains the WorldVision contest. Meanwile, the sound of a flushing toilet was heard from the parking lot where the ship had left from.

"Uhm, hello? Where did the ship go? Guys, we're gonna be late for the competition? It's not funny!"

Oh Wow! This place is cool.

You like it Bugsquash?

Sure do. Now, wheres me equipment and the backing group?

They are on their way, just sorting out the costumes.

Oh yeah, the costumes. Just so you know, the changes weren't my idea. Apparently last years entry didn't show enough Cleavage.

Last year it was a Donkey. And, your backing group is all male.

Oh yeah, the backing group. Just so you know, that wasn't my idea either. Apparently, the Pirates are now Pyrettes.

Great, any other changes you have forgotten to pass on to me?

Oh yeah, the song. Just so you know, again it wasn't my idea. Apparently the lyrics weren't powerful enough. So, we have the same title, but a slightly different wording.

Fine, fine. I doubt the audience will be able to tell the difference anyway. So, go and get your stuff together, rehersals begin in half an hour.

Jawalski: Great, it's that time of of year again. WorldVision Song Contest. 5th Edition.

Wiadzase: Wow. This concept has managed to last so long? I just hope it's in decline.

Jawalski: No, it's not. This year we havew 20 entries. And that's just the entries, it's not all the songs. The Khenians said they were going to use their position as hosts to squish some more of their songs in. There might be as much as 25 this year.

Wiadzase: How wonderful. I don't even think my ears will last through all that. It would be good to at least know what I'm going to be put through. What kind of entries do we have this time.

Jawalski: Well, let's see... there's going to be a song about saten and all that other nonsense the christians keep whining about, A song about Pirates, a song, no two songs about getting drunk...

Wiadzase: Let me guess here... one of them HAS to be the Sorthern Nortland entry, but who are the other guys?

Jawalski: Sesquipedalianist.

Wiadzase: Who?

Jawalski: Oh, just another nation of drunks.

Wiadzase: Figures. I wonder if it means there's going to be an exchange of points between these countries then. Similar songs, similar countries, so on, so forth. I guess it all depends on whether or not the Sorthern Northlanders have heard of this country. What about Kura-Pelland. Have they finally decided to send something other than screaming?

Jawalski: Yeah, they decided to try something else this time, perhaps just being in the top 4 isn't enough for them. This time they have a song about... Baseball? Wait, no it's about their domestic football league. And it's some kind of rap.

Wiadzase: Ugh. Just when I thought the contest could not get worse. I just hope the perform early this time, so I'll be able to wash the horrible taste out of my ears. I don't want to have to think about it when the voting is on.

Jawalski: Yeah, speaking of voting, I wonder who's going to do the announcement this year. It's always some-one else after all.

Wiadzase: I sure as hell don't want to be stuck doing it this year, but aside from that, there's probably no chance of telling before, say, the last few songs. There is going to be another show like last years, though, as it really brought the ratings up. As long as we don't have too many of the countries doing it. What about Wentland? Are they doing it this year? And what kind of insanity are they sending in this year?

Jawalski: No-one knows yet. They decided to just write the song themselves, like they did in contest 2, and like Wijaska Island is also doing this year.

"So, we made it to Khenas"
"Yes"
"And we are all alive"
"Indeed"
"And we did have money enough to pay for the car we landed on"
"Fortunately"
"And we forgot the vocalist in Futuria City"
"Mhm"
"And I'm so fired"
"No doubt"
"And you too"
"gulp"

Meanwhile Keem Bergrand, the vocalist, had taken the communal spacebus to Khenas.

"Oh, guess if I'll fire that hell of a jackass when I get to Khenas"
"Mr, you should really watch you're language!" a middle-age women who sat next to him.
"Who do you think you are? Do you know who I am?"
"Indeed, a young man who doesn't show any respect for his fellow passangers"
"Is there a problem here?" a large security guard asked.
"Yes, this young man is behaving threatening against me"
"What?"
"Come on sir, let's take a seat somewhere else"
"But I haven't done anything!"
"Ok sir come along peacefully"
"Let me go, do you know who I am?"
"Yes. A young man that is going to get thrown of the ship!"

The bus stopped and Keem was thrown out.

"You can't leave me here! This is a desert!"
"I both can and will, Keem Bergrand"
"You do know who I am!"
"Yes, and I voted for Velvet Zink!" the guard answered and shut the door. The spacebus drove away into the desert and Keem sat lonely on the ground.

Last in 3, last in 4, first in 5. How strange it is from Kura-Pelland.

Vinny Dellago, dressed in a baseball uniform with added bling, was a contrast to the other two Kura-Pellandi representatives almost as great as their draw position contrast. A drum beat started, with a funky brass sound... in fact, this sounded a bit like an RL tune. Specifically, Lily Allen's LDN. And the initial rap was pretty much identical in rhythm, albeit delivered very differently...


The guy in the red shirt trips up on himself
And the fool in the black says PK
Screaming at injustice isn't good for your health
But I'm not letting this go, no way
He makes it one-zero for the twenty-third time
With a grin that makes you want to slap him
Then as he punches someone on the eighteen-yard line
Well the ref may as well have clapped him

And right into the last line, a new rhythm. And shock, horror, swearing!


I've had it with this shit
Oh I've had it with this shit

And then a distorted rhythm guitar crunches away as the chorus starts and Vinny starts, erm, 'singing'...


I'd rather watch baseball
I'd rather watch baseball
At least the umpires are fair
And you needn't ever care about a bomb scare
Oh I'd rather watch baseball
It's a proper fair game

(The reference to a 'bomb scare' pertains to the Trilan terrorist attack a number of years ago, which was related to a football match between Kura-Pelland and its breakaway province Zyla.)

The second half of the song is a carbon copy of the first, albeit slightly different in instrumentation and in the rhythm of the verse:


The home field advantage yeah that's all very well
It'll always be present, I say
But it's becoming rather more than that, I can tell
And I'm not letting this go, no way
When for each win away there's at least two at home
You can't say that it isn't crazy
All these people complain I do nothing but moan
And that's nothing but hypocrisy

I've had it with this shit
Oh I've had it with this shit
I'd rather watch baseball
I'd rather watch baseball
At least the umpires are fair
And you needn't ever care about a bomb scare
Oh I'd rather watch baseball
It's a proper fair game


(I intend to record myself rapping through this, and if I'm stupidly lucky I'll get some kind of approximation to the music knocked up... but I doubt that.)

"And now Ladies and Gentlemen.... On the Sorth Side by Annie Boddielz"

The stage remains dark except for the video screen which comes to life with the image of a barren planet, destroyed, film aficionados will recognise the start of the tune the images from the Bazalonian hit movie, "South Side, North Side"

The Planet lays in ruins from the north to the south
No one can be found in the east or the west
The world is divided and no one stands
because we have not joined together on the Sorth Side.


The Lyrics are haunting the video changes to a view of the landscape, all there is a few dead trees and craters in the ground. Remnants of some kind of military base can be seen . What is clear is that it's total devastation caused by war. The tune quickens and the Rhythm gets more upbeat for the chorus.

[chorus]
On the Sorth side there are no borders
On the Sorth side there are no tears
On the Sorth side there are many in union
On the Sorth side all are as one


The music returns to the haunting tone of before and it's pace slows again for the second verse. The Video changes again, images of people wearing basically the same thing except for a coloured epillet on their right shoulders, red and blue. They were taking shots at each other, even for the observant there were a few "friendly-fire" incidents


The South side were wrong and so were the North
they were fighting a war with no cause it seemed
The World is now gone and life is dead
because they did not join and form the Sorth Side of life

The upbeat chorus comes back in and this time for the verse it stays up-beat. What is obviously meant to be the same panorama as the first verse is shown however full of life, vibrant colours, animals and children playing. What was a military base is now a school, and there are now no craters at all.

[chorus]

The world now has hope, a spring of joy
A testament to what might have been for them
but their journey is over and their deeds done
It is far too late for them to become the new Sorth Side

[bridge]
If they had only seen
if they had only know
If they had only dared to dream

Arbitary futility
Arbitary Hatred and
Arbitary wars are nowhere...

[chorus]

[chorus repeat]

On the Sorth Side together we win.

And, now the time had come for the Khenas entry to be performed, the members of the group KaLiRa walked onto the mostly dark stage. The lead Vocalist then walked out to the front of the front of the stage and yelling out the introduction.

The time, it is has come!
Turning on the lights!
We are band KaLiRa
We have come from here to here,
To do a represent!
Khenas entry in WorldVision 5!
Heya!
Letting it start!

With every line of the intro, more stagelights were turned on, until the entire stage was shining brightly. At end of this, the music started playing and the stage quickly went through various colours, until it stopped on a light-green colour. The group started to sing the actual song.


Heya, Heya
Seya, Leya
Sanade Sela
Fayase Nela

Sanesi de Lasi ha Saleri
Naraya se Fasa da Naleri
Sanesi de Lasa
Sanesi de Lasa

Heya Heya
Leyasa de Narenta
Seya Leya
Vayanta ne Selenta
Sanade Sela
Fayase Nela

Sanesi de Lasi ha Saleri
Naraya se Fasa da Naleri
Sanesi de Lasa
Sanesi de Lasa

Heya Heya
Leyasa de Narenta
Seya Leya
Vayanta ne Selenta
Sanade Sela
Fayase Nela

Sanesi de Lasi ha Saleri
Naraya se Fasa da Naleri

Naleri
Sanase
Sayare de Lanase
Seyeri
Nelase
Fayare de Santase

Heya, Heya
Seya, Leya
Sanade Sela
Fayase Nela
Heya, Heya

During the performance of the song, Various visualisations were displayed on the video screen, and the stage lights constantly changed to match whatever was on the video screen.

For anyone who wonders about the lyrics, the song was in an imaginary language. Not even the singers understood.

Jennifer Silverstone and Kathryn Makenzie, the Wavispian Commentary team, start to chat about the first few songs.

"That was a long plane trip. don't you think Jen?"
"I told you not to call me Jen!"
"Whatever"
"what did you think of the last song? Heya?"
"He-what? I don't even know what that means! the song looks like it was written in Spanish though."
"I know THAT! but what did you think of the song?"
"it was okay i guess but I'm not voting 12 for it. and you?"
"No idea what so ever."
"well thats nice. what about that song about, ugh, baseball?"
"i'm going to guess you don't like baseball."
"you got that right Jen"
"I told you not to call me Jen! but that song was, i hate to say this on TV, complete ****."
"I didn't really even listen to the song being that it promoted baseball."
"uh huh. what did you think about the song from Bazilona?"
"It's Bazalonia Katheryn."
"Whatever! but what is Sorth?"
'I think it's a mix of south and north."
"i still don't get it."
"you don't have to! What did you do think about the song?"
"it sound like some sort of peaceniks thing."
"Katheryn!"
"What?"
"Never mind. do you think we have a chance of winning the contest?"
"..."
"..."

"Still think this is a good idea? A few countries have already performed, but we're still on the plane, as we had to stop and decide who take to with us, and who to shut out."

"Yeah, it's good that were able to actually narrow our list down. You see, all the radio stations were fighting over what kind of song to send to the contest, so what were we to do? Take all the singers with us?"

"Okay, so you narrowed it down a bit. So? We still have an entire plane filled with different musicians. How are we supposed to select one so quickly?"

"We just keep narrowing it down somehow. How about we have a little singing contest up here, cut those who we don't like. We'll have the whole plane ride to decide this after all."

"I still don't know. The flight from Wijaska to Khenas City isn't all that long after all. There might not be enough time."

"Relax. I wasn't talking about doing our own WorldVision or national final. I was really only thinking of a short 30 second clips thing. They can give their full song in the next stage of selection."

"Okay, maybe then more people will be able to perform, but still what about the people who were not able to perform?"

Look. The more you argue over this with me the less time we'll have to actually do this, thus it will be less likely that everyone will be able to perform.

"Fine, but we need to give some sort of compensation to those who couldn't perform."

"Okay, we'll let them participate in the Musical Experts section of our vote. Now, we need to do this quickly. Anyone who has their song recordedand the file with them, line up in aisle A, anyone who does not, line up in aisle B. We hope to do this as quickly and efficiently as possible."

The Official Future TV commentators, John Dole and Eddie McAllen, started to give some comments on the competition.

"So Eddie, what do you think about the competition so far?"
"Heya, Heya! Lay-ass the Narten! Seya Heya, Why won't aye sneeze elk ant aaaaa..."
"Eddie! What are you doing?"
"Oh sorry John, just digging the last entry"
"You mean Khenas?"
"Yeah, I tell you, they could need some speech lessons 'cause I couldn't here a word"
"They where singing in another language Eddie"
"Oh right, 'course I know that... eh... what language?"
"Dunno, perhaps 'Nursery Khenesian?'"
"Kewl, really wickedy-kewl"
"I wish you could stop do that?"
"Huh?"
"Nevermind, let's take the others; Kura-Pelland?"
"Booring"
"For once agree with you, perhaps they couldn't find a better theme then sports-they-are-not-that-very-good-on?"
"Hmm... sounds like an interesting theme... could it work in Future-World?"
"Doubt that, I don't think there is any sport we are not good at. We mostly suck at anything"
"Wickedy!"
"Mfft... How about Bazalonia?"
"Good theme, perhaps a little dark and so"
"I think it was a little to slow. And besides what does 'sorth' mean?"
"I believe it is a kind of mushroom"
"The Mushroom-side of life?"
"Hmm..."
"Right. So any news from our band? Why aren't they playing yet?"
"It seems they forgot Keem"
"What?"
"The driver left while he was during his... uh... business"
"Give me strength..."

bump.

"Hi, I'm Daniel Peterson and Welcome to WorldVision: Backstage You unique backstage pass to the WorldVision see what perfromers get upto up the back here and get to know what they really think about their opponents. We'll now take you to our live correspondent backstage."

"Thanks Daniel" said a blonde girl with breast that could poke someone's eye out. , "It's hectic back here everyone running around checking things making changes between acts however I have been able to get a chat with Annie Boddielz, the Bazalonian Singer and Songwriter that wrote On the Sorthside."

"Annie nice to be with us today." She turned to face presumably where Annie was, and the camera followed to reveal an empty space... "Uh, where did Annie go?" she pondered in a high pitched voice.

"Um, over here." said another female voice off camera a hand reached over to the presenters shoulder and tapped it.

"Oh, there you are." the presenter said as she turned around to face her interviewee...

"So Annie tell me what inspired you to write the song?"

"Well, to be honest I was approached by the studio id I would be interesting in singing the major song for the movie I was thrilled but you know they just didn't have it ready. And basically what they had really needed alot of work. So with the knowledge about the film I just just sat down and it just flowed. There's not much more I can say about that."

"Okay, so now tell me, What's the Sorth side?"

"Well, Sorth is squashing together the words of South and North... It's to give the idea that we're basically all the same and that there some wars, particularily over some of more silly things."

"So what do you reckon of the other songs so far?"

"Heh, I like the Khenas song for a number of reasons, it;s catchy and fun, I don't think it actually means anything but it sounds like it might. So They've done a good job there. As for the others, yeah they've been pretty good so far."

"One final question, are you going to perform in more movies?"

"Well, let's just say I'll answer the phone if they ring again."

"Will he come soon?"
"I dont know Aczel, he said he woud take the bus so he should be here by now"
"I know! If it wasn't for that jackass Larson, we would have been on stage by now!"
"Calm down"
"I am calm!"
"Sara's right you should calm down"
"Don't give me that tone Alex, I am the manager. If he doesn't show up, miss cultural minister is going to have me fried!"
"Just..."

In that moment the door to the dressing rom was slammed open and Keem entered, covered in various things that used to be dinnner.

"Keem, where have you been"
"Oh nowhere, I've just spend four hours on a bus to be kicked out by some idiot in the middle of nowhere. Then I walked for another hour while the sun gazed on me like it hadn't anything better to do and finally I had to hitch a ride with the garbage truck! But apart from that, nothing"
"Oh Keem..."
"Yes Camilla?"
"You really should take a shower"
"Thanks."

Bump

Bump!

OOC, @ Future-World: Look, I can bump my own thread, mkay? Sometimes, this just deos not run quickly, wait for the other countries to perform. I don't think flooding the thread with posts reading "bump" will attract any-one to post their song.

What do you mean you have added a chorus, Bugsquash?

Well, every song should have a chorus and we aren't Piratey enough for my liking.

You reckon?

Yeah. And those Cannon, they were just for show before. But now, we have erm adapted them slightly.

How do you mean?

Well, as long as Health and safety don't look too closely, we may have a small inoffensive explosion and a bit of a mess. So to speak. You know, for a bit of effect.

Hmmm. Well, its up to you. But, with regards to the chorus, we don't want double entendres. Look at Wentland last time with that Cock song. It didn't work, did it?

Well, they beat us....................................

"And now it's time to hear the Cafundelense group... Interest Rate! And their song is You Owe Me Money!"

The members of the Interest Rate rock group reach the stage. The group leader, Danilo Imposto, waves to the crowd and says something in Portuguese that no one in the crowd understand. The other members go to the stage too, sending kisses to the music fans that went to Khenas to hear songs from all around the world. There are five members, and each of them wears a different clothing style.

After some minutes preparing the musical instruments, the group starts to play. The drums and electrical guitars dominate the music, a heavy one, but, before Danilo starts to sing, the trumpet and the piano are played too.

And Danilo starts to sing...

Listen to me, you owe me money!
My vintéms are at your hands!
You have to pay me until Sunday
Or I'll take your Mercedes-Benz

I remember when you were a rich man
Buying everything you could see
But now the money from you ran
You are bankrupt, this I guarantee!

After this part of the song, the music seems a bit lighter...

Now all you do is to borrow
So you can keep your company reign
This situation will change tomorrow
Face your poverty, feel the pain!

The electric guitars and the drums return to be played, as the chorus approaches:

You lost everything you had
And now you are in debt
No matter how much you plead
Or even if you make a threat

You won't escape from your fate
Say farewell to your estate!

You won't escape from your fate
Say farewell to your estate!

The chorus ends and the rhythm continues fast and strong. The lyrics change, but the rhythm continues the same of the first part.

The loans you take, they won't mantain
The luxury that you have enjoyed
No more money for your champagne
Your pocket will soon be void!

You owe money to the bank
You owe money to the bus driver
You owe money to beggar Frank
And even to your wife's mother!

Guitars stop for a while...

When the deadline reaches
You'll give your goods to pay your debts
No more you'll go to the beaches
No money even to buy cigarettes!

The chorus reaches...

You lost everything you had
And now you are in debt
No matter how much you plead
Or even if you make a threat

You won't escape from your fate
Say farewell to your estate!

You won't escape from your fate
Say farewell to your estate!

The first part returns to be sang:

Listen to me, you owe me money!
My vintéms are at your hands!
You have to pay me until Sunday
Or I'll take your Mercedes-Benz

I remember when you were a rich man
Buying everything you could see
But now the money from you ran
You are bankrupt, this I guarantee!

Now all you do is to borrow
So you can keep your company reign
This situation will change tomorrow
Face your poverty, feel the pain!

You lost everything you had
And now you are in debt
No matter how much you plead
Or even if you make a threat

You won't escape from your fate
Say farewell to your estate!

You won't escape from your fate
Say farewell to your estate!

The song is reaching its end, Danilo starts to make comments:

You lost everything you had!

Hahaha... now you're in debt!

You owe me money, man!

You are in debt!

The music ends.

Vocabulary:

vintéms = Cafundéu's currency
Mercedes-Benz = car that comes from an unknown place and that it's expensive
beggar Frank = a poor man that doesn't have money even to drink water
wife's mother = personification of devil
beaches = Porto Lacruz's beaches full of women and peacefulness
debt = something common in Cafundéu

(OOC: the song was partly based in the song "Vai à Luta" of Cazuza)

(OOC Sorry, I got a little impatient, won't happen again)
IC:

"All right, everyone reay now?"
"Yes Aczel, as the last seventeen times you've asked"
"Not that tone miss, this is Future-Worlds first entry in the WorldVision, and we are representing them. This is huge!"
"Yeah yeah, let's rock!"

The music starts slowly at first. Only the drums and bass is playing.


Once upon a time there was a paper
'Mong papers they where not, the great-er


After a very short brake both the music and song goes higher and faster.Now the guitar enters with hard sounds.


Then once some guy
joked about a lie
some people called the words of their god

And suddenly it's believers,
was screaming like angry beavers
for the ed-itors blood


After the long tone in “blood” the song silences and the lead guitar plays a long high solo. Suddenly he stops in the middle and a divine-choir starts to sing slowly.


It's time to rage
To Holy war wage
Burn this bad mage
And Holy War wage
Rage, rage
Holy war wage
Rage, rage
Kill the savage!
Kill the savage!
Kill the savage...


Now the music fastens up again and the singers voice is heard, high and clear over the guitars.


Freedom of speech is not a sin
Don't let those extremists win!

Freedom of speech will never fin
Don't let those extrimists win!


A ten second instrumental break is heard. Then the music slows down again, and the singer starts.


The divine hoop
armed themself a troop
They recruited people with soup…
But the paper kept on writing
They kept on their word-fighting
No thought about elope
for the pen is mightier then the sword, we hope


The divine chorus is instantly heard


It's time to rage
To Holy war wage
Burn this bad mage
And Holy War wage
Rage, rage
Holy war wage
Rage, rage
Kill the savage
Kill the savage
Kill the savage...


Once again the music fastens and Keeme, the singer, sings in a higher voice while running from side to side of the scene, trying to get the audience with him, with mixed results.


Freedom of speech is not a sin
Don't let those extremists win!

Freedom of speech will never fin
Don't let those extremists win!


Now Keem sings much slower, but still with some speed in it.


People, believe what you want
No human shall ever
for it's believes be haunt
A man isn't always right,
just for wearing a halo
For the pen is mightier then the sword,
we know...

The Pen is mightier…
Then the Sword


Music speeds up and Keem sings with full power


Freedom of speech is not a sin
We won't let the extrimists win!
Freedom of speech will never fin
We won't let the extrimists win!

(Scream it out!)

Freedom of speech is not a sin
(higher)
We won't let the extrimists win!
(all now, one more time!)
Freedom of speech will never fin
(oh you can do better)
We won't let the extrimists win!
(You better damn not)

Thank you all!


The music stops and the band leave the scene with roaring cheers following them.

(Before they play, these are the band members: Samantha - vocals/guitar; Robert - vocals/bass; Stéfanie - guitar; Michel - drums; Sara - keyboards. Samantha's vocals are in red, Robert's are in blue.)

'You're Gonna Know The Right Way' is currently very popular in Cachette de Lions, as are The Harlots, a rock/pop group. The band steps onto a completely dark stage, that gradually illuminates during the first verse.

Lying on the floor, you're begging me but it just won't work
You try to act so charming, you just act like a jerk.
You'll try again, you'll lose the bet, you're running out of chances.
You're out of time, you're out of luck, you sure as hell won't find romance now...

The whole stage suddenly turned red as the band started the chorus.

How can I let her know?
You've gotta do it the right way
How will I make it show?
You're gonna know the right way
To please me, to love me
You're gonna know the right way

Then, the stage is dark once more as the next verse begins.

I'm gonna try everything I've got, I need to make it happen
She's playing hard to get, but I know how to take her by surprise
She'll be mine, she'll know why, and she'll see past all the other guys.
And I know now that I won't have to lie awake at night

If I can only let her know
You've gotta do it the right way
But how will I make it show?
You're gonna know the right way
To please me, to love me
You're gonna know the right way


After the guitar solo, the band all begin to sing the final chorus:

How can I let her know?
You've gotta do it the right way
How will I make it show?
You're gonna know the right way
To please me, to love me
You're gonna know the right way

They then scream 'Thank you Khenas! Thank you everyone!' before walking off the stage to particular applause from the Cachettians in the crowd, excited at their first WorldVision.

For all that they're Zwangzug's hottest band at the moment Negative Zero don't seem much different than the last entry. It's a band like you'd hear on the radio. Guitar, keyboard, percussion, the good stuff. The microphones seem to only be picking up the vocal melody (http://www.zshare.net/audio/1248156065014aef/) though. Just the first verse and the chorus, as the other two verses are pretty much the same thing outside of squeezing multiple syllables into one beat where necessary.

It's been a long road to come this far
And I'll never be quite where you are
But that's okay with me.
It's been a long road, but the higher I climb
The lower I can fall, and I'm
Doing so today, I see.

But I'll gladly return to the scene of the pain
If I have one last chance to see you again
Though I dreamed I would never look back
I'll do my best not to distract
You as I
Whisper my final goodbye

It's been a long time since last we met
If I were you, I might forget
The spark in me you saw
It's been a long time, but I've channeled that spark
And you have left a lasting mark
I'll never inspire awe,

But I'll gladly return...

It's been a long day, I'm ready to leave
My face is blank, I won't blink or grieve
And I step into the street
It's been a long day, but a minute or so
Shouldn't hurt, I pivot and go
Back to the site of defeat

And I'll gladly return...

OOC: This takes place before the Cachette de Lions and Zwangzug entries, just because I think 7 entries is a bit too much to do a commentary post on. They will be covered in the next post.

Wiadzase: So, that was just five songs, and I already think we might not make it through all of this. How much more will it be.

Jawalski: Around 15 more entries, and then maybe a few songs from the hosts, that's what they said in their bid after all.

Wiadzase: Just wonderful. Last year it seemed like just 14 entries was too much, yet at least if the was the case we wouldn't be that far from being half-way through. Seriously, my ears were already starting to kill me after the first song, the Kura-Pelland entry.

Jawalski: Yeah, it was strange enough to see them perform first, they usually perform last, but the entry, while different then their usual screaming, was just as bad as their usual screaming. Really, I don't get why this rap stuff is considered music.

Wiadzase: Indeed, the music was terrible, and to tell the truth, so were the lyrics. Why would some-one want to watch baseball?? Come on, nothing happens in baseball, a baseball match can go on for a week without anything happening, and yet it still has a following.

Jawalski: No, that's cricket. Baseball may be eventless but at least the matches end at some point. And there's no annoying "music" in either.

Wiadzase: Okay, but I'm just trying to say this wasn't a good not to start the show on. Then there was the Bazalonia entry, not much to talk about, except that they mistook this for some sort of video contest. And then there was the Khenas entry, which I did not understand a word of.

Jawalski: Oh, that one, it was weird enough how their entry was in so many languages, but didn't rhyme in any of them, but this time, it seemed the weren't even singing in a real language.

Wiadzase: They weren't but what was really strange was how the through the intro in, like at te last minute, in broken English. They just had to have their song in more than one language, didn't they?

Jawalski: Well, they are Khenas after all.

Wiadzase: Yeah, I know, but whatever. In contest 3 they were able to stay in one language without any problems.

Jawalski: Oh, there were problems. The guys got kicked of the stage, or something like that.

Wiadzase: Whatever. The Cafundeu entry was also weird I guess, they were singing about debt, you don't hear that kind of stuff too often. And finally, Future World. What were they doing up there?

Jawalski: I'm not too sure myself. I gues there were, um, poking fun at religion or something like that.

Wiadzase: Oh, okay, that would be a good thing for us to have a go at, if only we had a few religious wackos participating in the contest. But yeah, this kind of god stuff deserves to be made fun of. Maybe there will be a point exchange?

Jawalski: Yeah, they do, until they decide to bomb us. Like the Frinastists, they've all become terrorists, they might decide to bomb us now.

Wiadzase: No, I don't think so. If they really gave a damn about this song contest thing, they would have most likely bombed us last year, after their song didn't make it to the contest...

"You still think this is a good idea?"

"Yeah, why?

"Because, we are going to land really soon now, and we are not at all close having seen everyone perform. How are we going to select from all these guys, if we have not even seen everyone perfrom?"

"Oh, that's easy. We keep everyone who has performed, and cut everyone who has not.

"Yeah, it's easy. But is it fair"

"Were we being fair when we decided who could go on the plane and who could not?

"No, but..."

"Exactly. So I don't think we have to be fair here either. And we have to choose an entry somehow...

"Yeah, but..."

"Yes?"

"Well, we're still not going to have an entry, so if we have to take time to choose one, can't we then take that time to do it more fairly? I mean it's not like we still have to worry about occupancy limits and the like..."

"Exactly. We should find a way to speed up the process."

"That's not where I was going."

"well, you said that if we can't be more fair, we should speed the process up, didn't you?

"Well, I was kind of leaning more towards..."

"So, here's the idea. We go a bit off from the idea of music-based selection, and we do a different event. We keep everyone who's able to reach us at the end of the airport, and cut everyone who does not. That way, we will be down a a point at which it will be easier to fairly select a song"

"Yeah, but what if lose some of the good songs"

"We'll talk about that later.

"Right John, what have we got here?"

"Well Cafundeu of course. A song about depts"

"Pretty good music, but the text..."

"Nah"

"Exactly my point"

"I believe we can skip the comments on our own entry..."

"Even though it rocks!"

"...and go directly on Cachette de Lions"

"Love song, kind of says it all"

"Yeah I thought so at first but by the end, it proved I where absolutely right. And finally Zwangzug"

"A very Blue mood"

"Mhm, still better then many other"

"Not that that says much"

"So what do you expect from the rest of the competition?"

"John, I expect we're going to have a long evening."

“Where are they?” Thought Maria as she walked backstage trying to find where her brother and Beressa had gotten to

She spied Ignotus and Beressa talked to one another off to the side. Beressa spotted her and asked “Is it time?”

“Yes, you’ve got to go.” She replied curtly

Ignotus kissed her lightly on the cheek and said “Break a leg” and smiled at the singer

Beressa felt her heart soar above the clouds and walked proudly to the stage and then out in front of the crowd

She heard a voice announce something, probably her name name and country she thought


Then the crowd got silent, the lights went dim, and as she stood there in her dazzling white dress, her lips moved to the microphone and her dulcet voice was heard across the arena

(OOC: to the tune of Edelweiss, translation/pronunciation to be posted later.)

Ÿen var tset, Ÿen var tset
Beli a boe, ies satiesse ael daenete
Ÿen vel ite, Ÿen vel ite
Fa manet calla pinastare

The screen behind her changes shapes and twists into different patterns of white and light gray

Chorus: Nia ies pell, nia ies pell
Laenete ewil eu ad mantala
Nia ies pell, nia ies pell
Vorote eu hiladama

Nia ies pell, nia ies pell
Vel apoeis gel, gel fiabe
Nia ies pell, nia ies pell
Ael olo vell kelesse fiabe

[chorus]

Nia ies pell, nia ies pell
Freste occio eu hite
Nia ies pell, nia ies pell
Ca dela ki orh yol Fa brenn…
Nia ies pell, nia ies pell
Ca dela ki orh yol Fa brenn…

She bowed to the cheering, and possibly befuddled, audience and exited the stage, hoping her performance would be a success.


Pronunciation:
yen va set , yen va set
Bell-ee ah bow, ess satiess al dan- ette-eh
Yen vell eat, yen vel eat
Fah man-ette cah-lah peen-uh-star-eh

[chorus]
Nee-yah ess pell, nee-ah ess pell
Lan-ette-eh will eww a mant-ah-lah
Nee-yah ess pell, nee-ah ess pell
Voro-tey eww ila-dama

Nee-yah ess pell, nee-ah ess pell
Vell app-oh-eyez ghell, ghell fee-ah- bay
Nee-yah ess pell, nee-ah ess pell
El elo vell khell-ess-ay fee-ah-bay

Nee-yah ess pell, nee-ah ess pell
Frest-ey oh-kay-oh eww hee-tay
Nee-yah ess pell, nee-ah ess pell
Sah deh-lah key oor yoll Fah bwhen


------

Translation:
Must it go, must it go
The friends of old, that try and stay close
Must they pass, must they pass
On into life everlasting

[chorus]The ties that bind, ties that bind
Always keep us together
The ties that bind, ties that bind
Separate us never

The ties that bind, ties that bind
Their voices fade, fade away
The ties that bind, ties that bind
And now they fall away

The ties that bind, ties that bind
Always keep us together
The ties that bind, ties that bind
I will one day see you again…

"so thats seven songs right Jen?"
"how many times do i have to tell you not to call me Jen! and anyway it's been eight songs.
"whatever!"
"what did you think of that last song, the bonds that tie, i think it was.
"it was okay i guess. i didn't understand any of it though."
"uh huh. i liked it.
"you like everything Jen. hey have you-"
"i told you not to call me Jen!"
"WHATEVER! anyway as i was saying. have you noticed that some of those last songs are pretty short.""
"you want to know something KAT?
"sure, shot."
" well KAT i really liked those songs from Zwangzug and Cachette de Lions their so romantic.
"you are so strange Jen."
"nothing i do will make you stop calling me Jen will it?"
"nope!"

The lights dim and there is the sound of wind blowing across the stage. In the background a garishly painted Galleon flying a Jolly Roger is pushed to the centre of the set. Six cannon point towards the audience. There is movement on the deck, but it cannot be seen properly because of the shadows.

Captain Bugsquash enters from stage left, strumming his guitar with his hook and glaring at the audience through his one good eye. Strangely, he appears to be wearing a Bullet Proof vest under his shirt.

There is a flash of light and the six cannons belch a bit of fire and some smoke. More like a damp squib than a great roaring cannon, but that’s health and safety for you!

Six scantily dressed female pirates surround the Captain as he begins to sing.

We are the Pirates,
We sail the seven seas.
We hang around Taverns and Brothels
And places full of disease.
The whole world is our island
We steal and thieve and rob.
Wherever we go, we put on a show
Cos that’s our feckin’ job.

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drop yer trousers and show yer bum

We are the Pirates,
We really love to fight
We sneak into rich ladies bedrooms
We mostly come at night.
We have our own code and motto
It involves drinking grog or wine
You know what they say at the end of the day
If its not nailed down its mine.

Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Drop yer trousers and show yer bum

We are the Pirates
We’re always crass and coarse
We like to boast of our prowess
At sea, on shore or horse
The Pressgangs never get us
We always stick together
Wherever we go in rain or snow
Cos Pirates are forever.


The lights dim and the Captain leaves the stage followed closely by his crew.

Wiadzase: So, yeah, I really don't get what's with those Mallatarsland guys. Why must they always try to go after the kiddie vote like that?

Jawalski: What are you talking about?

Wiadzase: Well, don't you remember their entry last year, with the singing donkey? No-one believed that. I don't even think the kids did.

Jawalski: Indeed. And they hardly got any points because of this, Placing them last. This would definitely not be a good strategy to try too win the contest with, but are they doing it again.

Wiadzase: Yeah, they are. This year they have some stupid little song about pirates. And, if you thought the song was bad, you should have seen the performance. Like, they had these cannons, but the explosion didn't really look very cannon-like, they were just too cheap. And why did they they have to drag out a cardboard ship? Didn't they realise they had a massive video screen on them, on which to show a more real-looking ship?

Jawalski: Indeed, they can never expect to do well in the contest if they keep this up. But what about the other songs we've seen so far. You know, Zwangzug, Cachette de Lions, and Yokaria?

Wiadzase: Well, there's very little to say about the Zwangzug and Cachette the Lions entry, they sound way too much like the kind of trash you hear on the radio. But Yokaria, that on was weird, I didn't understand a single world of it. Is it like they were also singing in an imaginary language?

Jawalski: No, I don't think so, they had a title in English after all. Perhaps they were singing in their country's national language?

Wiadzase: Oh that kind of stuff again? Seriously, what is this, contest one all over again? Back then, more countries were singing in foreign languages, and the songs were even worse than what we have today. I really don't like to think about that contest.

Jawalski: Um, okay then, I guess. Still, they at least kept to one language. Unlike the khenians, who have to stuff in as many languages as they can. After all, don't you remember their entry last year? Four languages, and it didn't rhyme in any of them. And there's no Rejistania this year, we can all be thankful for that.

Wiadzase: Oh allright. But last thing, do you think it's still likely the hosts are actually going to put some of their own songs in?

Jawalski: No, it's not really likely. We've gone past nine songs, and they haven't even given one yet.

Wiadzase: Good. then i'll have less to go through.

The Blonde Bimbo news reporter stumbled around in the dark the Camera man turning the light off on the Camera for some fun.

"Turn the light on... I'm serious this time."

"Sorry, I have to wait for when we're shooting to have the light on... saves on the batteries."

"OH... oww.. That hurt!" she said hitting her head on something that was clearly visible but was just too close to her head.

"I'm doing my next report from in one of those Media Booths... "Ooo, hey here, this looks like one, She opened the door to find the booth where the Swilatians Wiadzase, Jawalksi were doing their coverage.

"Thanks Daniel, were back in another part of the arena... And here I've got to lovely gentlemen with me for now. Please, tell us abit about yourselves and what you do here?"

Well, that was bloody awful, and who added that chorus? I know its cool to come last, but the President is as pissed off with you as he was with the bloody Donkey. And, you know what happened to the Donkey?

Oh surely we weren't that bad?

BAD!! BAD!! you were terrible. How much did you spend on that set?

Well, we blew the budget on the Pyrates costumes. Not that we had much of a budget. They spent all the money on that Damned Ladies Rounders team.

At least the Rounders Team are winners. Ye gods, I hope those Beer songs are bad, or we are all in trouble..

-So we are here, what song do we have?
-Dunno, we haven't written one.
-Oh, who's going to perform it?
-Well, I thought the Committee could form a group. Ethel can play the kazoo, and Jeremy is a dab hand at the washboard.
-Sounds ghastly.
-Perfect for the competition then.
-What shall it be about?
-I think we need a subject sub-committee.
-Good idea.

And here are the results for the Mallatarsland Jury.

12 points £2,000
10 points £1500
8 points............... *Screen goes blank*



Erm, we can't do that in public, its not allowed.

Its not?

Nope.

Then how come we gave Wentland 12 points last time?

Erm, because they deserved it? Bribery is not part of the game.

Well, I've looked through the rules. Nothing there that says we can't sell votes.

Well, we are not going to. The President won't allow it for a start. Besides, he is the one who allocates the votes and even though he doesn't watch the show, his word is final.

*sigh*

"So, are you going to leave yet, or what. This is hardly going as fast as you said it would."

"Yeah, I know, but we don't have too many good bands or singers here yet. Let's wait untill we have some."

"What if we don't get some?"

"What do you mean"

"Well, we don't have too much space left, If we keep waiting, we might go over the capacity, and just have more crappy songs to choose from."

Well, then we make oursleves some more space. We cut some of the crappy singers and bands. Like that crappy highschool band over there. No idea how the hell they made it onto the plane in the first place."

"You and your cutting. Can't you just choose a song already?"

"Well, it would be easier to choose a song if the list was shorter. So by cutting people, I make the list shorter."

"Fine. You guys, over by the third exit, you're cut. Go home. But we've only reduced the length of the list by one song. Now what are we going to do?"

"Now, we are going to wait for some-one with a good song to come"

"But what, if our space just keeps getting filled up with bad songs. Seriously, look. We're getting another singer with a bad song right now!"

"Then cut them."

"No. We're done with the cutting. We're going to have to leave soon. Soon it's going to be our performance slot."

"But then we're just going to have trash to choose from. Look right now. There's that girl with the... um, i don't really remember, but it did not sound good.

"If you want a good song, why don't you just have one of these guys perform a song you liked? I mean, maybe it might not result in too good of a performance, but at least the song will be good."

"Fine, i'll consider that. But right now we should just wait for good singer. Maybe Séyala will show up. Her song was good.

"If her song was good, why don't you just just pick some-one from here to perfrom it. Just forget the song they gave you on the plane. You can just look for a singer now, and not a song. We barely have any space left!"

"Then we let her have the last slot."

"No, we can't just wait for here. We just take the next person who comes, and then we leave"

"do i get to go on now?" Joana Taylor asks
"no." replies the stage monitor
"now?"
"no"
"now?"
"FINE!"
"yay!"
Joana walks on to the whole note stage with a camera projecting her on the giant screen in the back.
as the music starts to play Joana takes the mic. in her hand and starts the song.

There is just one question
Why are are so torn apart
You always say you love me
But you're just not tell the truth

You see that I never felt
Like this was the lie to me
Yet I now have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense

It seems nothing ever counts
When our world is breaking down
Now it seems we're losing and
There's no way to turn around

Staring at your photograph
But know I know this isn't real
Never felt so broken I
Wish that you would stop this game

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Why you do this to me

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
What you trying to be

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Why you still play this game

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
What's this insanity?

Random acts and random lies
I was lie to every time
Chances are not longer there
Any love we had has died

It seems nothing ever counts
When our world is breaking down
Now it seems we're losing and
There's no way to turn around

You see that I never felt
Like this was the lie to me
Yet I now have doubts that
Us having faith makes any sense

You play games, and play tricks
And I know it's not real love
And I say with all your tricks
You're a f***ing lunatic

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Why you do this to me

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
What you trying to be

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
Why you still play this game

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
What's this insanity?

I don't know, I don't know
Why you do this to me

I don't know, I don't know
Why you do this to me

I don't know, I don't know
Why you do this to me

I don't know, I don't know
What's this insanity?

as Joana walks off the stage with applause filling the Wavispian section. as she pass the WMD room. who are yelling their lungs out because Joana add the swear word in the song.

Joana starts to giggle because she did what she wanted to.

-So what is the song about?
-Research tells us that 87% of all successful pop songs are about love.
-Excellent, love it is. Boy in love with girl?
-What about the Sexual Equality Act?
-What about it?
-Heterosexual stereotyping is not to be allowed.
-Ah. Boy meets boy then?
-Or girl meets girl?
-Section 44 of the Act states that favouritism must not be shown to samesexuals.
-Oh, so how do we deal with that then?
-We'll think of something.

bump.

-So the motion is that song 1.6 is the variant of the song that we shall perform.
-Seconded.
-Thirded.
-We only need a second.
-Shall we vote?
-OK...it's unanimous.
-Let's go ahead with it then.
-Who's playing the tune?
-Errr...

After spending the entire trip trying to make up their mind on who to send, the Wijaskans decided to have some random semi-incompetent to singer perform Seyala's song "Every time". Or at least to have her try to perform it.

Every time we meet I want you
Wish could take me away
and every time you leave...

um, line?

As the WTV executive tried to find the line, Seyala made her way onto the backstage area and found out about this. She was disgusted to see some-one else was performing her song, and after a short round of bickering with the WTV executive, she stormed onto the stage, dragged the incompetant singer selceted to perform her song off, and started perfoming the song herself.

Every time we meet I want you
Wish could take me away
And every time you leave I need you
Wish could be here to stay

I wish you would stay
and take me away

I wish you could stay
and take me away

After then end of of those those lyrics, it was supposed to be the time for an instrumental break, although this was not possible because no orchestra or backing track was prepared for the song. So instead the pop-rock band "Band #2" went onto the stage and added on their own verse.

Maybe I'm throwing away all my time
I won't spend my life all alone
I know that loving you is not a crime
I will take you away right now...

Seyala was somewhat bothered by seeing har song get take from here, but managed to hide it and keep the song going by slightly changing her song lyrics.

But when the night goes down I wonder
If to believe what you say
And when the lights fall down I ask you
If you will take me away


The next chorus was done by both Seyala and the singer from the pop rock band.

I'll take you away

Take me away

I'll take you away

Take me away

Once again it was time for an instrumental break. This one was taken up by what first sounded like a guitar solo, but quckly turned into a sound explosion as other band and musicians followed the first two examples and broke onto the stage, then once on, playing on all sorts of strange instruments.

"What are they doing to the guitar solo?"

"I felt the same way when you took the song from me"

"Well, it had to keep going somehow, You would have been removed from stage if was just silence."

"Okay, let's just keep trying to look like this was all planned. It can't be that hard... wait, no..."

At this point the "singer" from a highschool band which took part in the sound explosion in the background walked up to the two singers and took the mic.

That is nothing but a game, all he really want to do is to make you bleed...

Trying desprately too keep the song going to two singers took the mic and responded to the highschool singer's line

I can't believe what he is saying
Tell me this is not the case

Oh just forget he ever said that
I know better than to play

Well then then if you say he's lying
Let's forget he's even there

The highschool singer took the mic again...

No, no, he's a dirty pimp, all he really want to do is to make you bleed...

This time the pop rock singer dealt with the interruption himself.

Why must say such a lie?
I would not play like that anytime
You know that this isn't right
I love her and that isn't a crime

You're a fool and you are lying
You just want to make her bleed

No I don't you know I love her
Why must you treat me like dirt?

You want to make her bleed

No, she's not dirt

You want to make her bleed

No, she's not dirt


As she was watching this, Seyala felt something had to be done about the highschool singer, so she took a saxophone from one of the musicians on the stage, and swung it at the highschool singer. The musican who lost his saxophine was now mourning the loss of it, altough no-one was aware of this because of the high volume of the sound explosion.


This starts a fight between the two singers and the highschool band, with the almost unchanged sound explosion acting as background music. This fight, however, is cut short when everyone is taken off the stage, as the "song" had gone over the time limit.

"OK, lets start from Mallatarsland."
"that was their song? it was worse then last years singing donkey!"
"What?"
"look. I'm from Khenas alright? you happy now!"
"okay, that was strange"
"oh shut up you BEEPch!"
"and speaking of swearwords i thought that there weren't any swears in Joana's song..."
"of course there are swears in her song! there are always swear words in her songs!"
"yes, but the WMD listened to all 30 of her song to make sure that there were no swears"
"oh Jen" shakes head.
" 'sigh' anyway, that last 'song' was hilarious don't you think?
"yeah. it was quite funny. but as a fellow saxophone player i am repulsed."
"you play the saxophone Katheryn? i never thought of you as the type."
"what do you mean by that?"
"well..."
"you thought i was some sort of pop addict didn't you?!"
"um..."
"well then listen to this!"Katheryn suddenly pulls a saxophone out of now where and starts playing something that sounds like that saxophone player's part in the sound explosion...

OOC: Wow, the contest is going ridiculously slow right now, the songs seem to be further and further apart. Any-one think we should TG the countries that have not yet posted in this thread?

OOC: Sure, go ahead...

IC: As Joana walks by the WMD room...

"How could you say something like that on international TV? Don't you know there are children watching?"
"That's what all my other songs are like..."
"We'll it doesn't matter what your other songs are like!! We had you perform this one because it wasn't like your other songs."
"So? I don't want my song to be chosen for me just because it was "clean" or something like that. That's not what music is about!"
"Then if you think your so clever and all that, what do you think music is about."
"Life."
(sarcastically) "Right. And we all know you can't have life without profanities..."
"Yeah, but it's an easy way to express yourself..."
"So what? It's not a good way to express yourself. Especially not when there are children watching!!"
"Pfft. "Children"... who cares about them?"
"Don't talk to us like that!!"
What. It's not like i'm talking about you.
"So what. You should know not to use languge like that in front of cameras"
"Oh, come on. I do that every day, at the recording sessions
"Well that's different. When it's recorded on to a CD, only the people who buy the CD hear it. This is is different. There are children watching this for christsakes!"
"It's not only the people who by the CD's who hear my songs! They're on the music channels as well."
"So? This is not music channels! There are children watching this!!"
That again? Whatever.

Joana Taylor gets up and leaves the room.

OOC: I think a Telegram may be in order. We seem to be almost at a standstill.

((OOC: Sorry it took so long to get this up, RL has been crazy...))

Ugueth Samuelsson walks out onstage, wearing a VIVA LIBERTIA (http://z9.invisionfree.com/Libertian_Board/index.php?) T-shirt, in reference to Scotchpinestan's new region. He is backed by a 17-piece band, mostly horns and percussion, as well as three female backup singers.

Samuelsson starts out screaming a few words before actually getting to the real lyrics.

"Watch out now!"

"Gonna get'cha!"


Friday night
You're sitting at home
But tonight you know darn well
You ain't gonna be alone

'Cause he's in your town
And he's on your street
And like the mailman he'll come
Rain, snow, or sleet

He gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! With the funk!

The next interlude features the backup singers yelling "Funk!" while Samuelsson prances around stage delivering pelvic thrusts. It winds up sounding like

"Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! Funk! Funk! Funk! OW!"

You can't run
No, you can't hide
'Cause tonight you know darn well
The Freak will be at your side

And he'll be at your front
And he'll be at your back
He'll be everywhere, coming full force
With his funky freak attack

He gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! With the funk!

"Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! Funk! Funk! Funk!"

He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!

"Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! Funk! Funk! Funk! OW!"


"Alright!"

"Now y'all know the Funk Freak's comin' to get'cha..."

"...so now I'm gon' tell y'all what to do when he comes!"

"UH!"


You don't have to be scared
You don't need to fight
'Cause all the Freak wants to do
Is make you a star tonight

You gotta lose yourself
You gotta feel the groove
You gotta stand up
You gotta make your move

He gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! With the funk!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! The Funk Freak!
Gonna get'cha! UH! With the funk!

"Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! FunkUH! Funk! Funk! Funk! Funk!"

He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!


"OW!"

"That Funk Freak comin' for YOU!"

"But don't be scared!"

"Just groove!"


He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!
He gonna get'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'chaget'cha!


Samuelsson keeps repeating the last line as he struts off stage.

Jawalski: So, we're almost halfway through. By some miracle. Or something like that. But anyway, so what about those last few songs, Wavispa, Wijaska Island, and, er, Scotchpinestan.

Wiadzase: Well to start the Wavispa entry didn't have anything special to it, nothing that makes it really stand out. Sure it may have been controversial at home, with the language, but here it's just another song. It does not really do anything if a song has one expletive in it. Or two for that. Or 3. Or more.

Jawalski: Yeah, but some countries have something called "family values" politicians. Remember last years wentland entry. When everyone made such a big deal over the world "cock" even though they just meant a rooster?

Wiadzase: Yeah, It's quite silly how people feel the need to make such a big deal over simple words, but maybe we should move on. Like, maybe we go onto the Wijaska Island entry. I really didn't have a clue what that was about.

Jawalski: Well, by the looks of it, they might have still been trying to choose a song, as more and more singers and bands kept going on as we went further into the song. Maybe they really didn't want to have to come last.

Wiadzase: Still, they should have tried harder to actually choose a song before the night of the contest? And besides, being afraid to come last is a terrible excuse to not do a proper national final. Seriously, as long as Mallatarsland is participating, no-one else has to worry about coming in last.

Jawalski: Yeah, there's really no hope for Mallatarsland. But the Wijaskans might have still been worrying about coming in second-last, like they did last year... Oh, and finally, what about the Scotchpinestan entry?

Wiadzase: The Scotchpinespan entry? Well, i must say it was kind of, er... original, but I didn't get exactly why he needed so may percussionists. Or what he was singing about.

Jawalski: Well, he was singing in English after all, so it shouldn't be that difficult to understand.

Wiadzase: Yeah, but still it was rather confusing. Who was this "funk freak" and why was going to "get us" for?

Jawaslki: Fair enough. Anyhting else?

Wiadzase: Well, have noticed other countries have been commenting on the contest as well this year. Like Future World, Bazalonia, and Wavispa. But i'm not really sure if Wavispa can be counted as a commentary, they don't really talk about the contest, they just bicker with each other about stuff.

Jawalski: Oh. Like what kind of stuff?

Wiadzase: Well, one of the girls seems to like all the songs in the contest, and the other makes fun of the one for this. Also they keep arguing each others names, I swear, in pretty much every one of their shows you hear the line "don't call me jen" at least once.

Jawalski: Okay, that really doesn't seem like a commentary at all, just something that's done to fill up the space. Any-one else though

Wiadzase: No, I don't think any more countries are doing this. So, since there not more than half the contest to go, what do we have left?

Jawalski: Well, we still have that song about satan or something like that, as well as I don't wanna, whatever that is, a group of rapping rabbis, some song about acorns, two beer songs, the Wentland entry, which is still in the works, and our entry. And the voting of course. You can't have WorldVision without the voting.

"So John, what can we say about the contest"
"Not much actually..."
"The Wavispan singer said a swear"
"Oh geese, I am sure the entire world population of 'think of the kiddies'-persons will knock on their door with bonfires and forks"
"Probably at the Scotchpinestan door as well!"
"For the last time, they sang FUNK, not BLEEP!"
"Bleep?"
"Crap, somebody has turned on the censor"
"That is Madness"
"Should we give some other commentaries while we're on it?"
"...no"
"For once i agree with you, Eddie"
"Thanks Jen"
"Don't call me Jen"

The two commentators starts to, in the futurian slang, rofl.

"hey did you hear what those Future-World commentators said?"
"yes. that people don't like to be called Jen."
"no, that bonfires and forks remark."
"oh. that. i thought it was supposed to be pitchforks and torches."
"it is Jen, thats what makes it so weird"
"to repetitive."
"are you talking about the Scotchpinestan entry?"
"actually, i was talking about you. but yeah they were quite repetitive."
"you think I'm repetitive? me?"
"yes, you."
and with that the two females engage in a very violent barney.

bump.

"Mmmhhmmmm."

"Oh interesting..."

"Well, that's certainly very important..."

"Why thank you... And now it's back to Daniel in the studio."

The Blonde Bimbo finished her interview....

"Ugh, you did know that no one was there?"

"Of course..."

"You just interviewed imaginary people on national, perhaps international TV."

"Well, much more exciting than interviewing non-imaginary people is it... now let's go..."

The Cameraman just sighed, he wasn't get paid enough to have to deal with this. The only saving mercy was the fun he was having tormenting her.

They stumbled around for a bit, by they, I mean the blonde, the Camera man actually looked and carefully considered each step. Soon there was yelling screaming and all sorts of commotion.

"My ears hurt"
"yes, thats what happen fwhen people are yelling..."

"Ooo, yelling people..."

Meanwhile back at the studio...

"What Already?" Daniel asked.... fine I'll introduce them again when the ads finish.

...
Soon the two warring Wavispan's found themselves in lights as the Camera started rolling , the Blonde was nearby. "Peace, Harmony and terrible songs, that's what the WorldVision is all about. Wouldn't you agree?" She thrust the mike up to "not Jen" for her answer.

"actually I don't agree. WorldVision is about fights,arguments, and weird songs! and i actually kind of like the songs. now if you don't mind I have to wring Katheryn's neck!" Jeniffer spits into the mic while making a lung for Katheryn's neck.
"you like everything Jen!"
"stop calling me that!"Jeniffer shouts as the camera people try to pull the two commentators apart.

"That... was... just... awful. You thought we were going to win the contest with something like this?"

"Well, no, but we were supposed do better than we did last time...

"So what? This kind of "song" might not get us any points at all. You're probably not even going to place us any higher. Hell, we'll more likely place us lower, since there is more countries and all..."

"So? You can't just blame me because I wanted to write my own song... The idea would have worked fine if we had time to do this, but instead, we had to choose our song the same way we chose last years'."

"No, I'm not blaming you because you came up with a selection idea I didn't like, I'm blaming you because you always screw this up for us... You're the one who chose that crappy Vampire song last year..."

"Well, all the other ones were crappy as well. That's why I wanted to write my own song,but instead we just had to go through lots of crappy songs again. Which was your idea."

"Look. You can blame all you want, but if you keep choosing songs like this, we're always going come up very high. THere's just no way this kind of song can get votes."

Well, I heard that Mallatarsland was selling their points of, maybe if we buy the 12 points from them, we might at least not come in last...

[Translation and Pronunciation of my Song has been added to my OP.]

bump. BTW, this is going ridiclously slow...

Hey, I think I know where the twelve points are going.

You do?

Oh yes, that Joana is kind of Hot.

She certainly is.

And, she talks dirty too.

You think the President might like that sort of thing then?

Yeah, and maybe he won't be too pissed if we come last again.

"Okay, since it's we've been waiting so long for the next song, we're going to try skipping down the list. Now is the time for the Swilatia entry: WorldVision Zero, by diamond clubs."

The stage was then set up like how it was for the mallatarsland entry last year, with lights, fireworks, burlesque dancers, and a donkey (but not a singing one this time. Although something was wrong, as the music playing in the background clearly did not match the scene.

And there was a reason for this. The donkey would not be performing today. The main singer rushes onto the stage as if she was late for something, shoots the donkey to his death. The dancers stand in shock, and the stage lights change to a blue-type colour. The video screen stops displaying fireworks, and and the singer starts to scream out the lyrics of the song:

Tell me now, what's love is
Whole the world's built baricade
Between our heart
Waiting for the other day
I'm praying for peace will come
And why would someone
Believe in death not life

Who am I?
Okay, that's enough
Take me out
I ran out of gas

Tell me now, if you can
Where was Gods
When you change
The your guitar for sword
I'm listen to the voice of her
I feel her pain
When I hear her
Call for love
Whilst the world fall into dark

Who am I?
Okay, that's enough
Take me out
I ran out of gas

Who am I?
Okay, that's enough
Take me out
I ran out of gas

"What tha fuck?!"
"Did-did she just shoot that donkey?"
"I mean, people get upset when you say 'fuck' and now she goes shooting donkeys!"
"By the way, how did you manage to overcome the censor?"
"I just installed a censor-proof shield, one must protect ones right to swear"
"Now she finished the song, should we applause?"
"Hmm... just let us throw some tomatoes instead

The audience was somewhat surprised when a bunch of accountants and somewhat aged suited ladies and gentlemen shuffled onto the stage, avoiding the corpse of a donkey that was slowly being removed by shellshocked stagehands. They had a number of kazoos with them and one of them an acoustic guitar. He strummed a few similar chords as another one sat behind the orchestral piano and the majority of the "performers" hummed away on their kazoos. Three or four of them mumbled in a slight monotone.

My girlfriend or boyfriend
Is very pretty or handsome
I think I love him or her
Although love is an outmoded concept
And we're gonna marry
Or enter a civil partnership
Which is the same as marriage
Only for people of the same sex
Or maybe different sex
Or maybe not bother
And just live together

We will live in a house
According to our carbon footprint
And have a pet
Or not if it oppresses animal life
The evidence is unclear
We will have lots of children
Either biologically or by adoption
And not if it will overpopulate
Too much
Unless we find a waif
Or something

We shall ensure that all ladders
Are secured in accordance with regulation
And no-one shall climg without a supervisor
Which is very important
Of course if we live in a bungalow
Without an attic
A ladder would be otiose
But the law is important


My baby or honey loves only me
Or posibly other people
And she or he are free to kiss me whenever he or she wants
And other people if necessary
We do not discriminate about that

We are going to be together for ever
Or as long as we feel
Because it is consensual
And I am not going to hold her
Or him
To stay with me forever
Against their will
As that's against the law
But it doesn't matter
We are going to comply with the law
And safety standards
Which shall never die!

They concluded with a Wentland salute of two fingers as the audience sort of watched.

bump

(ooc: perhaps TGs and or kickings would be needed?)

I honestly think that by now I should just DQ all the countries who haven't posted and start the voting. It's been too long with no posts.

Send TG's wait a couple of days, then DQ anyone who hasn't posted a song?

Or just DQ everyone now and move on to the next stage.

ooc: I must say that i vote for DQ, this contest has been going on for almost two months now.

So, now that all the countries have performed, it's time to move on to the voting! It will work the same way as it worked in every contest before this one, during the voting period, you vote for your favourite songs in the contest, unless your country is using a jury, and then the top ten songs according to your country are given 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 10, 12 points. But before you start voting, here is a reminder of what you just saw tonight

(a short videoclip is shown with clips of all 14 songs, starting from song #14, and going down to one)

So, let's not wait any longer. Lets start... voting... NOW!

"Right, the votes are counted, shall we check a little before presenting them for the president, could make our odds better at any betting."
"Ha, ha, but let's look."
"mhm, mhm, ah, 12 points go to... Future-World?!"
"What?"
"Didn't we stop the number for calling to vote Future-World?"
"... oh no"
"What?"
"We forgot to stop it in Baskerland"
"crap"
"What should we do? If we present this voting we'll be DQ:ed!"
"It's not that bad, just do some rearrangements..."

...

On the great stage of Futuria City, President Adam Ross entered.
"Hello Future-World, and hello Khenas! Now I will present the official voting of the Futurian people:

1 Point goes to... Yokaria!" The cheering crowd quickly changed their official WV5 holo-flags to the Yokarian flag

2 Points goes to... Scotchpenistan!

3 Points goes to... Zwangzug!

4 Points goes to... Kura-Pelland!

5 Points goes to... Mallatarsland!

6 Points goes to... Cachette de Lions!

7 Points goes to... Wavispa!

8 Points goes to... Bazalonia!

10 Points goes to... Cafendeu!

And the twelve from Future-World goes to..." Now the president stepped on a small pedal on the stage. Hundreds of fireworks fired from the sides of the scene and exploded in the sky. And before the lights faded, thousands of laser-pointers clicked on and pointed at specific locations in the fire-cloud. And they formed the words...

"WENTLAND!"

The cheering crowd were not late with their holo-flags.

Future-Worlds voting:

12 Wentland
10 Cafundeu
8 Bazalonia
7 Wavispa
6 Cachette de Lions
5 Mallatarsland
4 Kura-Pelland
3 Zwangzug
2 Scotchpenistan
1 Yokaria

"...the good news is, at least the TV played all the songs. All of them. All the way through. Unlike some editions we could name."

"The standard deviation's really dropped, hasn't it? No overwhelming favorite, no Lovisa."

"The standard...Let's just get to the scores. One point goes to, though we decry the wanton waste of the saxophone...Wavispa!"

"That's it! I can't take this anymore!"

"What?"

"No more of this!"

"Of...what? No big dramatic storm out of the studio?"

"No."

"Then what's your problem?"

"There are approximately six hundred seventy four million, nine hundred ninety nine thousand, nine hundred ninety nine-"

"Approximately?"

"Wavispans other than Joana Taylor. Should we judge them by her lack of ability? Award them points because of someone most of them don't even know? Gauge an entire republic by a short song?"

"What's your point?"

"We shouldn't be giving points to "nations"." The announcer does, in fact, make quotation marks in the air. "We should be giving them to singers. Or bands. Or not, in the case of some other Swilantis natives..."

"So, you're saying we should give two points to The Harlots."

"Precisely."

"Okay then. Three points go to...to...I'd make up some evasive way to mention their country's name, but they probably aren't into this whole nationalism shtick either so I'm not going to bother."

"Always look on the Sorth side of life, that's the spirit."

"Ookay. Four points to a Libertian, is that okay?"

"He was wearing their t-shirt, that's all right. Five go to the Pirates."

"Why are they up so high?"

"Standard deviation-it's not actually that bad."

"Six go to Vinny Dallago, who has more opportunities than most of us to attend games in the Corganen Championship."

"Well, yeah, that's what the song's about."

"Seven to Beressa Narbonese Colcassia, who was singing a Yokarian folksong."

"Eight to Flaming Howl."

"Apparently Red Knight still has fans, that's exactly his sort of thing."

"Ten to The Committee."

"Who...I can't figure out how to reference their homeland."

"And twelve points go to...Interest Rate!"

"Who have reason to use acute accents more often then we do!"

"Congratulations!"

After the second anchor has left the premises, the scores can be displayed...

Cafundéu 12
Wentland 10
Future-World 8
Yokaria 7
Kura-Pelland 6
Mallatarsland 5
Scotchpinestan 4
Bazalonia 3
Cachette de Lions 2
Wavispa 1

Hello Khenas! Whiscombe calling. These are the results of the Cachettian vote:

Mallatarsland, one point!

Wavispa, two points!

Scotchpinestan, three points!

Future-World, four points!

Bazalonia, five points!

Swilatia, six points!

Yokaria, seven points!

Wentland, eight points!

Zwangzug, ten points!

And... *there is an overdrawn pause*

CAFUNDÉU, TWELVE POINTS!

And now the Wavispa vote. The country's commentary team (Katheryn and Jennifer) are giving the country's votes.

So, it was a great show lots of good-

So it was a great show, we've seen lots of songs performed, but now, we should give our votes! One points goes to... YOKARIA!! Now, jen, the two points

Don't call me jen!!

Look are, you going to give the two points or not?

Fine, Kat, two points go to Bazalonia. Now stop calling me jen!

Oh jen...

I said not to call me jen!

Not putting on much of a show, are you, Jen?"

DON'T... CALL... ME... JEN!! (Jennifer picks up a bucket of water and tosses it at Katheryn)

Oh, you just gave a great idea for a show! Three points go to... Cafundeu (Katheryn picks up three buckets of water and tosses them at Jennifer)

Oh, I have had it with you, Kat. (Jennifer goes to take 5 buckets...)

No, no, no, you also have to announce the next vote...

Okay... 4 points go to... Cachette de Lions! (Jennifer takes and throws 8 buckets)

Oh, taking more than you should? I can do that too, jen. (Katheryn takes and throws all the remaining buckets. Jennifer is knocked down to the floor by the huge wave of icy water)

(Jennifer gets back up)

Oh, this is it, Katheryn! I have had it with you! But first... it's Zwangzug 5 points... Six Future world, Seven Scoitchpinestan, Khena-

What are you doing?

Taking the show... Khenas eight points, Wijaska ten, and twelve points to SWILATIA! you should leave now, Kat.

12 Swilatia
10 Wijaska Island
08 Khenas
07 Scotchpinestan
06 Future-World
05 Zwangzug
04 Cachette De Lions
03 Cafundeu
02 Bazalonia
01 Yokaria
00 Kura-Pelland
00 Wentland
00 Mallatarsand

bump.

Good evening Khenas and Khenas City! This is Vilvek calling again, thanks for the wonderful show, and here is the results of the Swilatia televote, and the points of Swilatia!

One points goes to... WIJASKA ISLAND!!
Two points goes to... KURA-PELLAND!!
Three points goes to... SCOTCHPINESTAN!!
Four points goes to... ZWANGZUG!!
Five points goes to... CAFUNDEU!!
Six points goes to... CACHETTE DE LIONS!!
Seven points goes to... MALLATARSLAND!!
Eight points goes to... KHENAS!!
Ten pints goes to... FUTURE WORLD!!

And finally, the twelve points of Swilatia goes to...
WAVISPA!!

WAVISPA: 1 pt
SWILATIA: 2 pts
CACHETTE DE LIONS: 3 pts
KHENAS: 4 pts
KURA-PELLAND:5 pts
MALLATARSLAND: 6 pts
WIJASKA ISLAND: 7 pts
SCOTCHPINESTAN: 8 pts
FUTURE-WORLD: 10 pts
CAFUNDEU: 12 pts

...and here are the votes of the Khenas jury! Or... did we have a televote? Khenas televote maybe? Whatever. We might have done 50/50 this year. Here are the vote from Khenas:

One point to Wentland

Two points to Wijaska Island

Three points to Bazalonia

Four Points to Wavispa

Five points to Mallatarsland

Six points to Cafundeu

Seven points to Future World

Eight points to Scotchpinestan

Ten points to Cachette de Lions

And finally, (long pause) Twelve points, from Khenas, goes to (another, longer pause)

Zwangzug!

After seven countries (half) out of fourteen have voted, here's a look at the current standings:


Cafundéu: 60
Future-World: 45
Scotchpinestan: 35
Zwangzug: 34
Wentland: 31
Cachette de Lions: 31
Mallatarsland: 29
Wavispa: 27
Bazalonia: 21
Khenas: 20
Swilatia: 20
Wijaska Island: 20
Kura-Pelland: 17
Yokaria: 16

Cafundéu's jury, composed of music critics (who most people hate, because they often criticize their favourite singers) and famous musicians, released their votes without delay:

The letter says:

"We distributed the points this way:

1 point for Khenas

then, 2 points for Wijaska Island

3 go to Cachette de Lions

now 4 to Kura-Pelland

5 points to Bazalonia

6 in route to Future-World

7 points added to Mallatarsaland

8 points to Wentland

the 10 go to Zwangzug

and... 12 points to Scotchpinestan! to the Funk Freak!"

Oy, you! *prods Presenter* The President sent his votes in hours ago. Now get on that bloody phoneline, pretend you are interested and get voting.

Sorry, its the time difference, I was napping.

*dials number*

Bonjour mes amis, je suis ........... oh Cossacks, I'll have to do it in English.
Here are the votes of the Mallatarsland Jury.


Cafundéu 1 point
Yokaria 2 Points
Cachette de Lions 3 points
Kura- Pelland 4 points
Wentland 5 points
Bazalonia 6 points
Khenas 7 points
Wijaska Island 8 points
Swalitia 10 points

And, finally, the Mallatarsland jury gives 12 points to Future-world.

Jawalski: So, the voting is just about, wait, no, more than halfway-way over now, maybe we should-

Wiadzase: Voting? I thought there were still countries to perform.

Jawalski: Yeah, those countries got disqualified for holding the thing up. Now theres just 14 countries again.

Wiadzase: Figures. This thing will never expand, its a wonder some of these countries stay here, What are we doing here after all? We never do good in this song contest... So, what are the standings then?

Future-World 63 Bazalonia 32
Cafundeu 61 Swilatia 30
Scotchpinestan 47 Wijaska Island 30
Wentland 44 Khenas 28
Zwangzug 44 Wavispa 27
Cachette de Lions 37 Kura-Pelland 25
Mallatarsland 36 Yokaria 18

Jawalski: So, right now, the first place is Future-World, with Cafundeu in second place, Just 2 points behind.

Wiadzase: Yeah, I'm somewhat okay with this result, not that I particulary like the song, but it would be funny to see what the religious wackos think of this song doing so well...

Jawalski: Yeah, any Theocracies showing this might be cutting broadcast of the show now. Iiif they haven't rejected it because this entry was in there, or even just what the typical performance here looks like.

Wiadzase: Religious people get the weirdest ideas... but way if Cafundeu up so high?

Jawalski: Worldvision results are always weird and random like this. There's never a way of telling who is where.

Wiadzase: Well, except for Rejistania finishing high, and Lovisa finishing low, if not last.

Jawalski: But those countries don't participate anymore.

Wiadzase: Indeed, but id that really a bad thing? Those countries completely ruined the unpredictability of of the voting. And in the case of Lovisa, ruind the contest, if it wasn't bad enough. What about the rest of the top 4?

Jawalski: Well, Then there's Scotchpinestan and Wentland.

Wiadzase: Not much to say about Scotchpinestan, but wentland should be much lower.

Jawalski: Well, their song was by a committee, right?

Wiadzase: Indeed, but that should place, it lower, committees should not write songs. Committee thinking turns everything into a disaster, songs especially. When they were looking at all those statistics, did they not realise that about, let's say, about, 0% of good songs were written by committee's

Jawalski: Yeah, but that's not the point. You see, som countries have committees do the voting for them. You know, a jury vote? Those always have weird results.

Wiadzase: Right, those why do we still allow them?

Jawalski: Don't know. Tied for Fourth is Zwangzug...

Wiadzase: That song wasn't that good, but they deserve a higher spot then Wentland.

Jawalski: Sixth, Cachette de Lions...

Wiadzase: Another radio-pop song, this is the kind of result I would have expected them to get...

Jawalski: Seventh, Mallatarsland.

Wiadzase: Mallatarsland? Seventh? But they had the same kind of song last year, and it put them last!

Jawalski: Maybe they were actually able to get the Kiddie vote this year. And votes from a few other people as well, we gave them seven points...

Wiadzase: Seven points??? Did the audience honestly ave nothing better to vote for?

Jawalski: With the standard of songs this year, the answer might actually be yes.

Wiadzase: God, this is a fucking nightmare! It's like contest one all over again!

Jawalski: Well, without the politics or Lovisa. Bazalonia is in Eighth place.

Wiadzase: Whatever. Ninth place?

Jawalski: Oh, then it's either us Wijaska Island.

Wiadzase: Well, we never do well, and this year our song was crap so I can pass us doing so badly. Wijaska, they didn't even have a song. Why weren't they DQ'd?

Jawalski: They cound't bring the number too low. And they did at least have an act. Eleventh place to Khenas.

Wiadzase: They deserve it.

Jawalski: Twelth to Wavispa.

Wiadzase: They deserve it as well.

Jawalski: Second-last to Kura-Pelland

Wiadzase: Yeah, just when you thought their "music" couldn't get worse, it did. They desrved the place as well.

Jawalski: And finally, Last place to Yokaria.

Wiadzase: Well, that's what happens to countries who won't sing in English.

"HELLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOO KHENAS!"

Well-known morning DJ Tim Quick appeared on screen to deliver the results. He was wearing a T-shirt that said VIVA EUROPEIA (http://z6.invisionfree.com/Europeia/index.php); apparently Scotchpinestan had switched regions during the show.

"This was really an exciting show tonight, and the countries who forgot to show up, man they missed out!"

"So now, without further adieu, here are the results of the Scotchpine televote!"

"Cafundéu, one point!"
"Yokaria, two points!"
"Swilatia, three points!"
"Wentland, four points!"
"Zwangzug, five points!"
"Mallatarsland, six points!"
"Bazalonia, SEVEN points."

Quick's breathing gets noticeably heavier as he tries to build suspense.

"WAVISPA, EIGHT points."

"FUTURE-WORLD! TEN points!"

"And now the big one, folks!"


"TWELVE BIG POINTS go to...."


"CACHETTE DE LIONS!!!"


Quick tosses his papers into the air and starts cheering like somebody who's had ten cups of coffee. Which he probably has.

Wijaska Island Televoting Results:

01 Points: Wentland
02 Points: Bazalonia
03 Points: Khenas
04 Points: Zwangzug
05 Points: Cafund?u
06 Points: Scotchpinestan
07 Points: Cachette de Lions
08 Points: Future-World
10 Points: Wavispa
12 Points: Mallatarsland

bump.

bump (again)

The Committee were huddled together. "What do you mean WE have to do the voting?"

"Well, we have not received the televotes from Wentland."

"No televotes? Dolores, weren't you supposed to set them up?"

"No, I thought that was down to Eric..."

"No, it's Telecoms. That means it's Arthur's."

"Public Opinion? Surely? That's Maud's department."

"No, I thought it was to do with Competitions. That's Dolores."

"Oh bogroll..."

The votes from Kura-Pelland are as follows!

Scotchpinestan, one point.
Yokaria, two points.
Wentland, three points.
Khenas, four points. (Some cheers from the crowd)
Mallatarsland, five points!
Future-World, six points! (Crowd seem uncertain)
Cafundeu, seven points! (Now the crowd become more excited, just one point separating the top two)
Cachette de Lions, eight points!
10 points go to Bazalonia!
And our 12 points go to... Zwangzug!

A new third place, then. And what a battle at the top!

With only two nations votings left, the ranks are as follow:


Future-World 87
Cafendeu 74
Zwangzug 65
Cachette de Lions 64
Mallatarsland 59
Scotchpinestan 54
Wentland 52
Bazalonia 51
Wavispa 45
Khenas 35
Swilatia 33
Wijaska Island 30
Kura-Pelland 25
Yokaria 22

"So we're agreed then."

"Anyone ready to propose the motion?"

"Indeed, Egbert has his hand up."

"Actually, I wish to be excused."

"Not now, Egbert."

"Too late..."

"OK, Maureen proposes the motion..."

"And Patrick seconds it..."

"OK, let's vote on it."

***

"And now for the votes from the Wentland jury...hello Wentland!"

"Sorry, did you say votes?"

"Yes, your top ten songs."

"TEN??? Oh, we've only g-, er, technical difficulties, be back later."

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"Don't vote on it...just put it in!"

"Ooh, Agnes..."

"No! Not that!!!"

"OK, here are the results of the Wentland jury...

Bazalonia - 1
Khenas - 2
Wavispa - 3
Cafundeu - 4
Mallatarsland - 5
Cachette de Lions - 6
Zwangzug - 7
Future World - 8
Kura Pelland - 10

And twelve points to...

WIJASKA ISLAND!!!"

(OOC: Haven't heard from Yokaria for a while... TG?)

I did a few hours ago.

So, that was all the voting, so now we just announce the results, see who gets to win the 5th WorldVision Song Contest, here in Khenas National Stadium, in Khenas. And now, fourteenth place, with 22 points, we have the Yokaria entry, The Bonds that Tie!

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In the thirteenth place, with 33 Points, Swilatia's entry, WorldVision Zero.

Twelve Place, Kura-Pelland, 35 Points.

In eleventh place, our own entry, KaLiRa's song Heya!, they did a good job tonight, 37 points.

Tenth place, Wijaska Island, with 42 points.

Now in Ninth place, we have Wavispa's Joana Taylor, she was able to get 48 points.

Eight place, Wentland's Committee Song, with a total 52 points.

And now, in seventh place, we have Bazalonia's On the Sorth Side, also with 52 points.

Six place, Scotchipenstan's Funk Freak, with 54 points.

Now in fifth place, with 64 points is Mallatarsland's Pirates are Forever. Yo yo yo and a bottle of rum, drop your trousers ans show your bum.. neither do I.

Now, fourth place, first of the three contries to get a silver prize, Cachette De Lions' You're Gonna Know the Right Way, with 70 points.

Next up for this is the third placed Scene of the Pain, by Zwangzug's Negative Zero, 72 points.

Second Place, getting last silver prize with 78 points, Cafundeu, with song You're in Debt.

And finally, the winner of the 5th WorldVision Contest, here in Khenas, with 95 points, Future-World, with the song Freedom of Speech!

14 (22 points) - Yokaria
13 (33 points) - Swilatia
12 (35 points) - Kura-Pelland
11 (37 points) - Khenas
10 (42 points) - Wijaska Island
9 (48 points) - Wavispa
8 (52 points) - Wentland
7 (52 points) - Bazalonia
6 (54 points) - Scotchinestan
5 (64 points) - Mallatarsland
4th (70 points) - Cachette de Lions
3rd (72 points) - Zwangzug
2nd (78 points) - Cafundeu
1st (95 points) - Future-World

"So, the competion is over..."
"And we won, WOOOOO!"
"Shut up Ed, save it till later"
"But we won!"
"I know, woo-hoo, but I am trying to report here"
"Just send some footage from the celebretions in Futuria, and come share this bottle of champagne"
"...one second"


Official proclamation from Future-World
Thanks for a great WorldVision competition, see you next time!

Tenth place? How could we have finished so low??

Well, the other countries didn't vote us.

Yeah, I know that, but why didn't they vote us? Is it that we didn't send some sluts from Khenas?

Actually we placed above the "sl-"

Or a bunch of stupid accountants with no musical talent?

Well,-

Or some stupid eight-year-old kid's idea of pirates??

Well at least they had a song!

So did we it's just that-

Ours is not a real song?

Well, it was supposed to be, but writing our own song was too hard!

That's why we should have done our selection BEFORE the night of the contest!

And go through that shit again?

Well, that's what we did on the plane, right? At least if we did this back in Wijaska we might have been able to finish it.

You know, maybe next year we don't enter the contest. They won't know what they had until we leave.

Good idea.

So, we didn't come last?

Nope, 5th. The President is well chuffed

He is?

Yes, apparently he has changed his mind and decided that low budget, naff songs are the way forward. He is even getting Bugsquash to write the new National Anthem.

We need to send our congratulations to Future World on their fine win.

Oh, I can't do that?

I think you should. Thats why the President gave them 12 points, he liked the performance.

Ok then, I'll do it. Now, lets get to the after show party. Apparently theres beer and naked women.

I'll get me coat.....................