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After much discussion about the WorldVision organizators, they finally decided that the contest was going to be held in Cafundéu! And here we are, for the seventh edition of this competition that involves songs and musicians from a lot of different countries, with different styles and fans too! Now they are all here, in the Opala Hall, the big theatre located in Cafundó do Juta.

Twenty-five countries. Eighteen confirmed songs. Seven still not confirmed, but that can appear here in the Opala Hall, surprising the guests. We have a singer from the country that won the last edition of the WorldVision, Zwangzug. Other countries returning from the last edition too, as Cachette de Lions, Swilatia, Wijaska Island, Wavispa and the drunken from Sorthern Northland. Newcomers like the Iglesian Archipelago, The Holy Empire and even the religious fanatics macumbeiros from Terreiro de Ogum! And, of course, Cafundéu is in too!

So we are ready to start the event, presenting you these songs from all around the world!

List of confirmed songs (alphabetical order):


Alexandrian Ptolemais - I Bashed A Girl, by Brown Power
Bears Armed - Honey in the Jar, by Fishbone Harp (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14266939&postcount=39)
Cachette de Lions - Back on Your Word, by Jon Lac!
Cafundeu - The Asylum, by Abyss Bank (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14260670&postcount=37)
Iglesian Archipelago - Sol e Sombra, by Mariana Silva (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14202067&postcount=9)
Kura Pelland - This World Does Have A Place For You, by The Bentley Quartet (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14226354&postcount=25http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14226354&postcount=25)
Myedvedeya - The Citadel and the Fire, by Pavel Shcherbatsky
Nethertopia - I Will Kill You in Your Sleep Tonight, by Burninators of Heaven (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14300197&postcount=64)
Qazox - Qazian Anthem 1945, by Henritta Guyson (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14209304&postcount=14)
Rejistania - Rejistania's entry, by Rejistania's representative (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14282380&postcount=54)
Ruccola - Under a Full Moon, by Cerulean (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14298342&postcount=61)
Sorthern Northland - The Donkey Song, by Burt the Olive Eating Farmer
Swilatia - 33 Minutes, by Biało Niebieskie (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14239610&postcount=27)
Taeshan - Cracken by Elastic Finger, Dead Chicken, and their Brothers Sven and Wolfgang (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14280957&postcount=49)
Terreiro de Ogum - Holy Paranauê, by Pai Francisco de Iemanjá (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14280548&postcount=43)
The Holy Empire - Put Your Lips Together and Blow, by Lauren Bogart and Humphrey Bacall (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14300130&postcount=63)
Valeneska - Black and White, by Word (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14213460&postcount=20)
Wavispa - Rock Princess, by Umbrella Days (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14200127&postcount=8)
Wentland - The Silence Of Sound, by The Mime (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14295763&postcount=59)
Wijaska Island - Saríyzki, by Láska Jazmínki (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14285458&postcount=58)
Zwangzug - Hats, by Teagan Gremer (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14208893&postcount=13)

Countries not confirmed - without a representative song:


Brutland and Norden
Gruenberg
Krytenia
Linpada

Scianawski: So, since Wiadzase and Jawalski don't wann do this anymore, we're the new guys for Swilatia, here in WorldVision 7! We were supposed to be doing this for NSvision, but since that thankfully never got off the ground, the put us here!

Niewienski: Yeah, he said everything, we're doing WorldVision 7 for Swilatia, or something, I don't really get the point of this. I'm not sure if we should be here...

Scianawski: Well, maybe we list the songs now? Since this is a song contest and everything?

Niewienski: Let's see then. From what i've seen, we'll have singing bears, singing donkeys, fake classical music, fake rappers, 33 minutes of what the f, a wannabe rockstar, your typical worldvision stuff, and a dead chicken-thing. And some countries that we don't even know what they're sending. Typical WorldVision.

Scianawski: Well, were you expecting something else?

Niewienski: No, not really. The WorldVision is always trash. There may be one good song in there, but the rest suck.

Scianawski: Yeah, you hear stuff like that about WorldVision, and I do think most of the Swilatian entries make me ashamed of my country, and all the weird stuff that happens here, even though we were never here to see it. But they haven't even done the first song yet!

Niewienski: Thank the FSM no, I'm not sure if I'm ready for that kind of stuff, just look at the line-up.

Scianawski: Well, when the first song goes up, we'll know how "ready" you were. Thery'll be at least 17 songs after it, and then there's those seven other countries...

Niewienski: Kill me.

OOC: you missed a country for the NF's thread:

Kura Pelland - This World Does Have A Place For You, by The Bentley Quartet

OOC: I didn't miss it, Kura-Pelland just released the song name after I opened the thread. But I'll update it now.

IC:

We bring you news directly from Cafundó do Juta. We've just received a message from the Kura-Pelland organizators of the national finals of the WorldVision there, saying that they had a surprising problems during the event and only decided now their representative. So, now with Kura-Pelland confirming the name of the song, we have nineteen countries with known songs, while other six are still unknown. We are hopeful to see more news like this one in the future.

Wh-where am I?

Cafundo do Juta. You were going to do a show here, remember?

You don't mean the WorldVision, do you?

No! You're just popular here, or something. Yeah, they want to hear one of your songs.

Cool! I thought they only liked me in Wijaska. So, what song do these guys want?

Saríyzki. It has to be Saríyzki.

Anything else?

No. Just Saríyzki. The don't know your other songs.

Well, maybe I could show them some of my other stuff? I've made more than one song after all.

Well, we could, but we don't have time... we only have the time for one song.

What kind of a show is that, only one song?

Look, we just don't have the time for more, you see, we're not the only ones there. The other bands need to perform.

Other band? So this IS WorldVision?

Um, no. No it's not.

QBS
Watching you, watching us.

Catie Kouric: We're joined here today with the winner for Qazox' entry into WorldVision 7, Ms. Henritta Guyson. Ms. Guyson, how does it feel to be in Cafundeu, singing a song you wrote in the WorldVision finals?

Guyson: I'm just stunned that my entry won. I'm a bit scared too, I'm not that great of a singer.

Kouric: Well evidently, you are a great singer, or else you wouldn't have won the national finals.

Guyson: If you say so. My therapist says that I have self-esteem issues.

Kouric: Well to have beaten out just over 1300 entries from a population of almost 6 Billion, I think any lingering Self-esteem issues wouldn't be a problem.

Guyson: Not to mention I have Agoraphobia, Anthropophobia, Glossophobia, Phonophobia and rather unfortunantely since the competition is in Cafundeu; Lusophobia.

Kouric: Lusophobia? What is that exactly?

Guyson: Fear of Portuguese people.

Kouric: Oh my. Well we wish you good luck anyway!

(OOC: BTW: the list of Henritta's phobias: Fears of: Public places; People; Speaking in Public; Loud sounds and Portuguese people. Exactly what a WorldVision finalist in Cafundeu should NOT have right?)

Alexandrian Ptolemais Back Room

Thomas Henderson: "So, we are at this shitty contest again then?"

Andrew Woodville: "Yes, that is right; now let us hope that you have taken your pills today - you know what the doctor said."

Henderson: "Oh shut up; did you make sure that this room isn't bugged, we don't want a repeat of that episode with who was it again?"

Woodville: "Fattyboland"

Henderson: "I knew that you idiot; anyways, we might as well make ourselves comfortable and hope for the best - I wonder what I Bashed a Girl is going to be like"

Woodville: "Tom, it will be brilliant. Let us take a walk."
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Channel Seven Make-Up Room

Amanda Rufus: "Alright, just get that spot over there; I can't afford to look like an idiot on TV now, can I?"

Make-up person: "No you can't ma'am, and I will do my utmost to make sure that you look good. I got that spot, you look marvellous."

Rufus: "Thanks, now I can host this show - this stupid show; I got exiled all because I wasn't good enough for the boss - Jenny managed to make him happy, and she got a fun assignment. I am stuck here with the biggest creep in the Empire, and the assistant that would have gone loopy by now - especially with the whole mental hospital episode.

IGTV1

Jornal das 20 Horas

(IGTV Informação 2007 fanfare)

Josefino Gomes da Costa: Good evening. The Iglesian Archipelago wanted to host the WorldVision Song Contest VII, but the country lost the votes, and the WVSC7 party zone became Cafundó do Juta, in Cafundéu. The WorldVision will start in an hour and Mariana Silva will sing the music "Sol e Sombra". Live from Cafundó do Juta, she is Carla Santos. Good evening, what did you found there in Cafundéu?

=== Live in Cafundó do Juta, Cafundéu ===

Carla Santos: I'm here, live on the Cafundéu capital, with the IGTV Song Contest XLVIII winner, Mariana Silva. Hello, how do you feel?

Mariana Silva: Well, to start, hello everyone in the Iglesian Archipelago! Of course I prefer the Iglesian Archipelago to host this contest, but we didn't. However, I feel well-prepared to the contest, and I think I will win: people will be enchanted with my song that talks mainly about love and romanticism.

CS: This is a great honour for our archipelago! Do you think it will be easy?

MS: No, because of the popularity of more brutal music today in the 21st century than I like. But I prepared well, I trained, I prepared for everything for this event.

CS: A minute ago, you said you wanted our glorious nation to host this cultural event. What building you would like to host the WorldVision?

MS: I have no idea. I think the Culturforum pyramid, built some months ago, is a good way to the proposed host, but I think the S. Martinho Theatre is beautiful too. But the pyramid was more ready to the great event.

CS: And do you think foreign people will like your song?

MS: Of course they will. I say it is going to be the most beautiful music ever listen on a WorldVision Song Contest!

CS: Thanks for coming here. I will give the emission again to the Information Hall.

(The transmission returns back to the information studio.)

JGC: So, she thinks she will win the contest, but with several difficulties, due to the popularity of very brutal music.

(Several minutes later...)

JGC: And I will end this telejournal with some breaking news: Mariana Silva will go to the WorldVision Song Contest Seven, fireworks on all the city of Los Vientos; political meeting with Alberto Romãs, the president of the Republic, with the Swilatian president, Andrzej Janeski: our president also talked about the upcoming WorldVision Song Contest. And now the journal is complete. For you, good evening, good music and until tomorrow, at eight o' clock PM!

(IGTV Informação 2007 fanfare with end credits and then the transmission of the channel go to Cafundéu, to the capital Cafundó do Juta, due to the WorldVision Song Contest 7.)

Okay, so, i'd like to dedicate this song to Jake, Joe, Mike, Todd, Jessica, Joanne, Anna, Martina, Bob, Mike, Tom, Emily, Willy, Kate, Sarah, Jack, Ryan, Sophie, Rod, James, and mom and dad!

Every Night and Every Day
What you want and what you say
Will it stay?

Now i've come right here again
You know what you want again
Just to stay?

'Cause I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Yeah, I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Can't you see?

'Cause I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Yeah, I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Can't you see?

Every time you come with me
Every time you look and see
I'm still here

Now you ask if i'm still here
You just ask and I appear
I'll say here

'Cause I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Yeah, I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Can't you see?

'Cause I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Yeah, I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Can't you see?

I'm the next Joana Taylor
I'm today's greatest song
I'm the one rock princess
and you can't get me wrong
and...

Every Night and Every Day
What you want and what you say
Will it stay?

Now i've come right here again
You know what you want again
Just to stay?

'Cause I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Yeah, I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Can't you see?

'Cause I'm a rock princess
and you know what I mean
Yeah, I'm a rock princess
and I'll rule forever!

IGLESIAN ARCHIPELAGO

SOL E SOMBRA (sung by Mariana Silva)

Vim-te buscar,
De comboio para te ver,
Como tu estás?
Eu vou já ter contigo,
Como sempre quero!


Já agora a hora,
De dizer que eu gosto de ti,
Eu já estou apaixonada
Com ciúmes teus,
De morrer contigo!


Já estou impaciente,
Já estou a pensar em ti!


Sol és tu que vens ter comigo,
Sombra não há entre a minha cara;
Só posso pensar em ti,
Não há outra coisa que possa pensar!


Sim, só pode ser,
Que venho ter com a tua cara,
E o meu coração
Bate tantas vezes:
Só pode ser por ti!


Já foi dada a hora
De estar contigo,
E mais nada posso fazer
Mas mesmo nada
Só por estar-te a ver!


Já estou impaciente,
Já estou a pensar em ti!


Sol és tu que vens ter comigo,
Sombra não há entre a minha cara;
Só posso pensar em ti,
Não há outra coisa que possa pensar!


Vem ter comigo,
Que eu vou ter contigo
Já estou a ver-te a ti
Sempre pode ser
Tu és um arco-íris!


Vem dançar comigo,
Vem viver as naturezas,
Ora só pode ser assim,
Como é sempre,
E só assim é sol e sombra!


I came to get you,
From train to see you,
How are you?
I will have you,
As always want!


Already now the time,
To say that I love you,
I'm already in love
With your jealousy,
To die with you!


I'm already impatient,
Already I am thinking of you!


Sun is you who come to me,
There is no shadow of my face;
I can only think of you,
There is something else that might think!


Yes, it can only be,
What I have with your face,
And my heart
Hit as many times:
It may be for you!


It has been given the time
To be with,
And nothing else can do
But even nothing
Only by standing up to do!


I'm already impatient,
Already I am thinking of you!


Sun is you who come to me,
There is no shadow of my face;
I can only think of you,
There is something else that might think!


Come to me,
I am going to have to
I can already see you to you
Can always be
You are a rainbow!


Come dance with me,
Come live the nature,
Now may be the case,
As always,
And just this is sun and shadow!

Scianawski: So we've heard the first two songs, Wavispa, and Iglesian Archipelago, and yeah, this contest is terrible.

Niewienski: Well, of course it's terrible! Remember the last guys, when you watched on TV? They decided to kill themselves rather than do another WorldVision!

Scianawski: Yeah, and now we have to do it. But then some people, like Fattyboland, must be celebrating. But then they realise we're not too impressed with the contest either. Starting off the first song was a Wavispa entry, we don't really need to explain...

Niewienski: Yeah. If you're a rock princess, how about some actual rock music? Seriously, I've heard better songs today. Also, what's a Joana Taylor, and what makes her the next one.

Scianawski: Well, Joana Taylor was the Wavispa entry to WSC 5. Maybe Jawalski would know more... Maybe he would even actually know what Umbrella Days meant, and it prolly can't be good.

Niewienski: Well, she obviously means she wants us to vote for here, but we're not going to! unless all the others are even worse. But some of it even confuses me... all those names at the beginning, she could have saved us so much time by just saying the song was dedicated to the entire country of Wavispa.

Scianawski: Yeah, we could be out so much sooner. And then comes the Iglesian entry, Sole Sombra. They call it "21st century romantical piece" but I'm sure we can agree on calling it trash. And then she had to sing it TWICE, first in Spanish, then in Engrish. Just pick one language and the rest of us can just go to babelfish.

Niewenski: How do you know that's not how they wrote the "English Version". Seriously... "Come live the nature"... what the fuck?

Scianawski: Yeah, this already seems crappy, and we have at least 17 more songs to go, now that Kura-Pelland just chose their weird "the world is great and people are good" troupe. And the Wijaskan Singer is forced against her will to perform...

Niewienski: Well, maybe she's afraid of WorldVision, like the Qazox singer. I really don't blame them.

It's not Spanish, it's PORTUGUESE!

OOC: I second that, it's Portuguese, although a pretty "refined" Portuguese, I must say, one that usually isn't used in a song...

Teagan Gremer cycles through several hats during the performance: a baseball cap, a straw bonnet, a top hat, a beret, a tiara, and, during the choruses, a black velvet hat with one feather sticking out of it, military-style.

(main melody (http://www.zshare.net/audio/52818838ff5b6f18/)-through "not to fit")
You put a feather in my cap
And made me stand out in the crowd
I never asked to wear it but
I'll do my best to do you proud.

I wear so many hats each day
But this one isn't like the rest
Of all the people that could wear it
Do you think that I'm the best?

Chorus:
But I'll wear any hat you give me
Even if I don't look good in it
I only ask you forgive me
If it turns out not to fit.

You can't put courage in my heart
You can't put skill into my head
You only put this hat on me
It's pretty, but I've never led.

I used to follow blindly. Now
I can't escape the glaring eyes
Of those who thought they'd wear this hat
And I'm not sure if you were wise
(to chorus)

(bridge/coda melody (http://www.zshare.net/audio/52818856af286323/))
And all of the things I want to let out
Shame, disappointment, always doubt
I used to weep, but now instead
The hat will trap them all inside my head

So I'll wear any hat you give me...

QBS
Watching you, watching us.

We now take you LIVE to Opala Hall, Cafundó do Juta, Cafundéu for Qazian Anthem 1945, by Henritta Guyson!

<A smallish, pregnant woman of about 22 years of age, tentatively takes the stage>

(A light wafty tune from a flute begins to play...)

My heart is crying,
For my sister is dying.
Her body is broken,
and my heart is choking.
They try to save her,
Will God grant me just one favor?

My sister is still dying,
The doctors still are trying.
I pray, beg and plead,
But God pays me no heed.
A doctor shakes his head,
and says my sister is dead.

(Chorus)
Why is pain hard to bear?
Why is life so unfair?
One minute you're fine,
The next? Out of time.


I sit there shaken,
Praying for her to awaken.
I cry and I sob,
But Death did its job.
My friend is no more,
At God I swore.

"Why did you take her?
Why did you take Jenny Baker?
It wasn't her time to go,
Why did you take her, I must know!"
I stood and shook my fist,
"Why did you do this?"

(Chorus)
Why is pain hard to bear?
Why is life so unfair?
One minute you're fine,
The next? Out of time.


Then a voice spoke to me:
"I had to take Jenny.
Her pain was too great,
I could no longer wait.
For you see my child,
Her cancer was running wild.

I needed her here in heaven,
Even if she was just eleven.
Now my child in Heaven stands,
She's now in my hands.
She's in a better place,
and has a smile on her face."

(Chorus)
Why is pain hard to bear?
Why is life so unfair?
One minute you're fine,
The next? Out of time.


Its now been almost a year,
and I'm still shedding my tears.
But now I really know,
That if to Heaven I go,
My sister will be there,
and we'll have eternity to share.

I can cope with the pain,
I can laugh and smile again.
For love is stronger than tears,
And love conquers all fears.
My husband and I will soon be three,
and I'm going name her Jenny.

So, if it's not WorldVision, what is it?

Oh, it's some music festival thing.

You mean like WorldVision?

No!

But then there's all these welcome to WorldVision signs and everthing. Does thing just happen to be near the WorldVision?

Yeah, pretty much. Now we need to get there before they think we're not performing

But I never wanted to perform in WorldVision!

This is not WorldVision!

And then she had to sing it TWICE, first in Spanish (Portuguese), then in Engrish (English).

It was her ambition!

It was her ambition!

It's not Spanish, it's PORTUGUESE!

Are you somehow... surprised? These are my WorldVision presenters. They have an obligation to make remarks about all the songs.

Are you somehow... surprised? These are my WorldVision presenters. They have an obligation to make remarks about all the songs.

OOC: At least Iglesian is lucky that Henderson hasn't ripped into them. At least, not until this post

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Channel Seven Live:

Rufus: Ladies and gentlemen, I am coming to you live from the Opala Hall, where the Seventh WorldVision is being hosted, here in the beautiful land of Cafundeu. The singers from twenty-five nations are gathering here to sing their hearts out, including our own Brown Power and their song, I Bashed a Girl. The first song is Rock Princess by Umbrella Days from Wavispa

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Alexandrian Ptolemais Back Room:

Henderson: Interesting Andrew; I didn't expect to see Rufus here hosting this - I was fully expecting one of the hideous presenters to be given this assignment

Woodville: What do you mean?

Henderson: Don't be dense you idiot, you know how Channel Seven works; if you are good looking and sleep with the boss, then you get the best assignments. Rufus is what; eighth sexiest female in the Empire or something?

Woodville: Yes, that's right; maybe Seven needed something to boost the ratings of this show; they have paid millions for the rights after all

Henderson: Anyways, let us see what the song is like.....

Henderson: For goodness frecking sake, why did they need to dedicate the song to every man and his dog? Also, what is up with repeating the same lines again and again; it is a like a useless drone.

Woodville: Don't forget your pills and please calm down

Henderson: I AM CALM! This song is useless; I would dump it faster than a smelly ham. Anyways, make a note of this nation; who were they again....

Woodville: Wavispa

Henderson: I knew that. Anyways, that song about rock princesses is getting my thumbs down.

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Channel Seven Live:

Rufus: So after all that rocking like a rock princess, let us go to an ad break. Stay with us, as Sol e Sombra is the next song to be played.

I cannot believe that this is happening to me; I have been chucked to some forsaken country, and have to listen to all this. At least I haven't had to meet Henderson yet

Make-up person: Well, ma'am, you may not need to worry about that. Apparently, he isn't accepting any visitors; he has been paranoid ever since the first contest

Rufus: Well, I'll better get back to it

Welcome back to WorldVision 7; the next song is Sol e Sombra by Mariana Silva from the Iglesian Archipelago. This song is going to first be played in Portugese and then in English; but the good people at Imperial Translators are going to be having subtitles, just to make sure that the words are the same.

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Alexandrian Ptolemais Back Room:

Henderson: Oh great!

Woodville: What?

Henderson: The next singer is going to be singing in frecking Portugese; why can't they sing in English and English only - are they illiterate gits or something?

Woodville: Come on; it can't be that bad. At least there is going to be an English version sung, so we can actually understand it

Henderson: I suppose so.....

Henderson: That was even worse - Come live the nature? What on earth is that supposed to mean? They need a decent translator, and perhaps while they are at it, a fail grade.

Woodville: I can see the beauty in that song though Tom; love, it is such a good thing

Henderson: I don't give a rats arse that you are in love; as far as I am concerned, it is a waste of time and so is this frecking Portugese song.

Woodville: Are you jealous?

Henderson: No!

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Channel Seven Live:

Rufus: So, with that wonderful song lifting up our hearts and making us think of love, it leaves us with a mere seventeen named songs to go. The next song to come up is Hats by Teagan Gremer from Zwangzug. Zwangzug has to be one of the veterans of WorldVision, starting off in WorldVision 1.

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Alexandrian Ptolemais Back Room:

Henderson: That was actually an alright song; it was somewhat amusing to see the various hat changes that took place, and there was a nice melody too

Woodville: Of course, but then Zwangzug has been here a long time; they must have come under some criticism. If I recall, we even criticised them heavily back in WorldVision 1

Henderson: We? I think you'll find that it was me doing all the criticising back then. Anyways, don't we have the next song coming up.

Woodville: Nope, we have an ad break first

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Channel Seven Live:

Rufus: So, which hat came out on top? Vote in our special WorldVision 7 poll on what hat do you think suited Teagan Gremer. Anyways, to our next ad break and then the song from Qazox - Qazian Anthem 1945

This is turning out to be better than I thought

Make-up person: What do you mean?

Rufus: Well, the hat song was amusing, and the tales of women giving birth on stage seem to have been fanciful lies made up by the Alexandrian Ptolemais Music Association.

Make-up person: Yes, but then again, lies do have a way of manifesting themselves quite well, especially when it comes from Henderson

Rufus: Then again.....

Welcome back to WorldVision 7 on Seven, and brought to you in conjunction with Berry Chocolate. The next song is a ballad named Qazian Anthem 1945, by Henritta Guyson from Qazox.



OOC: I'll continue with another post, probably tomorrow.

IGTV1

Notícias do Mundovisão (WorldVision News)

=== Live from Cafundó do Juta, Cafundéu ===

Carla Santos: Hello, welcome back to the WorldVision Song Contest 7. The Iglesian song, "Sol e Sombra", is a target of critics due to the long time of music, because she sang in both Portuguese and English, and about the theme that is played: the theme about love. We have here the singer Mariana Silva, who will present some critics about other songs. Hello, Mariana, how do you explain your critics about other songs?

Mariana Silva: Hello, I think I will start with Wavispa. I think it has a great voice, a glorious music, so I think I like it. I think that song is a strong winner of the contest, much more than me.

CS: Then, we have the next song from Zwangzug, "Hats", by Teagan Gremer, a military-style music. What do you think of it?

MS: Wow, the song appears like a military march! That has real glory. However, the music isn't much to talk about.

CS: And now, the Qazian Anthem 1945, for Qazox.

MS: Well, I think the music is great fun, specially the end:

"My husband and I will soon be three,
and I'm going name her Jenny."

This is not really an anthem, but mostly a hymn. I think I would vote for this ones. That sounds great. So, of these three, I like of all of them. Our Iglesian song is already a problem.

CS: Thanks for coming here. Stay tuned on the Channel 1 (IGTV1). I will come here again a few time. Good evening.

Valeneska
Black and White, by Word

Valeneska's own wannabe rapper, Word, took the stage to perform the Valeneska entry. Surprisingly, the show was very simple, with Word performing alone on stage and none of the special light effects or video screens, instead of re-enacting the music video like at the Valeneska Song Contest. A short clip of last year's song, Holding On, is played before the music for this year's song starts.

WorldVision 7, let's get the show, yeah.

Asked where am I in this world
Looking lost forever
Seems so simple, like I know
Walking on here for a while
'Cause I don't know better
And it's falling out off line
Yeah, Come on...

I can't do anything
Is it dream or is it real?
No sense of time and space
In this world of black and white
Yeah

When you discover me
Coincidence or something
We walk by like it's blind
And maybe you can't tell
Your TV is lying
Not everthing is there
Yeah, Come on...

I can't do anything
Is it dream or is it real?
No sense of time and space
In this world of black and white
Yeah

There's nothing left to say
Nothing left for taking
As I get lost again
And what is there today
When there seems like nothing
It's never a good day
Yeah, Come on...

I can't do anything
Is it dream or is it real?
No sense of time and space
In this world of black and white

Once again...

I can't do anything
Is it dream or is it real?
No sense of time and space
In this world of black and white

WorldVision 7, vote to win, that's right. Thank you. Peace.

Niewienski: So, we've had 3 more songs... first up, Zwangzug, Teagan Gremer, and she's doing a march or something about Hats. Now, with ideas like that, you have to ask if drugs were involved, or if they just plain ran out of ideas.

Scianawski: I'd say they ran out of ideas. They've been doing this since WorldVision 1.

Niewienski: Yeah, but we've been doing this since WorldVision 1 as well, and our entry doesn't seem that fucked up...

Scianawski: Or are they? I've had the misfortune of seing the music Video for Fayala Sanie, which was a really fucked up song, imaginary language and such, not even the singers knew what the song was about. And that was WorldVision 3!

Niewienski: I guess we'll see for ourselves when our song goes up. They could have given us the running order of the songs, but no, they just leave us confused about it!

Scianawski: Well, we at least know what the first 5 songs are. So, after the Zwangzug singer trying out different hats on stage, we had the Qazox entry, Qazian Anthem 1945. It seems that the singer sonmehow got over her fear of all things WorldVision. Quite a shame actually, 'cause that means we're subjected to another 4 minutes of WorldVision.

Niewienski: Well, we still don't know how many songs are in this all together. 14 more named, then 6 more without a title. They could use giving us the list of songs.

Scianawski: Yeah, but then we'd know when to get the hell out of the theatre, compromising the show.

Niewienski: If I knew what was coming, I definately would have gone out of this shitty cardboard box. That song was terrible. I couldn't even tell who it was!

Scianawski: I heard it was the Valeneska entry.

Niewienski: I knew that part. It's that I couldn't tell who the singer was. The stage was completely dark. You couldn't see anything. All you could hear was a bad song, and the word "yee" every now and then.

Scianawski: Yeah, that's definately Word, Valeneska's own wannabe rapper. Fortunately he can't rap, but he also can't sing, and can't pronounce the word yeah.

"Hello, and welcome to the Seventh Worldvision Song Contest.
We are your first pair of hosts for this evening's show: I'm Alasbearr Thunder..."

"...and I'm Urra Lightning.
We're speaking to you tonight from the Opala hall, in the city of Cafundo do Juta in the human nation of Cafundeu, which is where this competition is actually taking place and from which this footage is being sent live across the nations -- in a first for the BABC -- to the broadcasting system back home."

"And talking of 'back home', Urra, why don't you introduce the viewers and listeners to our co-hosts tonight, in the studio at Council Groves, who'll be reporting from there and announcing the results of our people's votes on the entries?"

"I was just about to do that, Alasbearr." (She reaches across and jabs him, none too gently, in the ribs...) "Bringing the news about this contest to you from Council Groves it's none other than that well-known couple 'Urrthro and Silver'. Over to you, friends..."

(The scene shifts, through a forest view, to show the studio back home. Seated behind the news-desk there are two Ursines dressed in flowing green robes, a golden-furred male and a silver-furred female.)

"Hello from Council Groves, folks!" say this pair in unison. "Here in the studio we have a large audience, including all of the jury who'll actually be casting this region's votes on the other nation's songs, and everybody here seems to be looking forwards keenly to hearing the show."
"For the benefit of anybody who missed the earlier announcements," the female continues alone, "we'll now explain how and why the members of this group -- and those of the seven other regional juries, too -- were chosen. During our national contest we were able to take the time to collect your votes on the entries from all parts of the country before determining results, but as this competition is taking place over just a single evening that wouldn't have been possible on this occasion too so the organisers decided to appoint representative panels locally instead.
Each region's jury contains sixty-four people who were chosen randomly from out of those voters for the national finals who'd agreed to be considered for this role, with one vote each; the seven acts who were eliminated from the contest at the regional stage, with two votes for each of them and an extra two votes for the second-placed entries; and four members each from the local branch of the Order of Bairrds and the local staff of the BABC... That's a total of eight-eight votes per region."
"And here in Council Groves," adds the male, "the jury also contains the seven acts who were eliminated from competition during the national finals of 'A Song for the Bears', with four votes for each of them except the second-placed one -- Urralinda -- who gets eight votes all by herself, plus another eight members each -- with one vote each -- from both the Order of Bairrds and the BABC's staff... which makes another forty-eight votes added to the total to be cast. Eight eighty-eights, and forty-eight more, that comes to seven hundred and fifty-two votes in total... but how will they be cast? It seems decidely unlikely that any one song will win all of them..."
"And that's our cue to transfer you back to Urro and Alasbearr."

(The screen fades to a forest scene, again, and then to the studio in Cafundeu.)

"Thank you, Urrthro and Silver," says Urra. "Now, before we actually start to broadcast the show itself and see how much of a challenge 'Fishbone Harp' are facing here, we have a brief interview that I conducted yesterday with that group's leader Parran o Barrdenn."

(Scene shift...)

On screen now, we see Urra and a male Ursine sitting in two armchairs, facing each other, in a comfortable-looking lounge. Each of them is holding a tankard.
"So, Parran, how do you and your group feel about being here to represent our whole nation in this contest?" Urra enquired. "And when you originally entered 'A Song for the Bears', did you really expect to get this far?"
"Well, we were pleasantly surprised to win our regional heat against such strong competition, sure enough," he replies, "but once we'd done that our winning the national finals too -- verry nice though that was -- didn't really come as a shock. No offence to Urralinda but, whatever the boardies were saying, I think most of us already knew that she isn't quite in her cousin's class as a soloist: now, if she'd had her usual backing-group along, that might have made enough of a difference to bring her here instead of us. Anyway, now that we are here, I think that you could honestly describe us as 'quietly confident'. We've played some pretty big gigs in the past, such as opening at the Rugby Cup Final last year, after all. Some of the sixteen -- or is it more than that? -- foreign acts might be better than us, or at least go down better than we do with the human audiences involved, but I can truthfully say that I and my band all expect to do well in this contest even if we don't actually manage to achieve first place."
"I see. And speaking of groups, we at the BABC have received a number of enquiries about where your ensemble's name comes from. You yourself do play the harp on stage, I know, but the instrument that I've seen you using in the past seemed to be made from more conventional materials than fish-bones. Would you care to explain, for those of our listeners who don't already know?"

There was a surprise for the organizers when a mime appeared in bowler hat, suit and white-painted pierrot face. He made various strange gestures with his hands to the bemusement of the television executives.

"What is this? What IS this?"

One trainee approached. "Hang on, I speak Mime."

The mime and the trainee endured a lengthy wrist-snapping series of movements, to the confusion of the television executives.

Eventually the trainee broke away. "OK, the mime is Wentland's representative. He needs no instruments."

"Oh?"

"He will explain all in his routine. His name is The Mime. His song is called The Silence Of Sound."

"Well, at least he will save a few quid in hosting."

Now we go to our new WorldVision commentators, Pearl and Stacy!
---
So we've had five entries so far right?

yeah, ours, some Spanish-

Portuguese!

Don't interrupt me! anyway-

There's also as song about hats!

I said don't interrupt me! there's a song about a cancer victim, and a som-

The girl's name was Jenny, and her sister talked to God!

I said shut up! *hits Stacy with name plate* and there's some guy from Valinasca named Wor-

It's Valeneska!

I told you to shut up! *Punch's Stacy*

Hey!*pulls Pearl's hair*

OW! *tackles Stacy*

Cameraman: Ohhh! Cat Fight! Bring the boom in closer!

Boom man: This is so worth having to be here!

The Bentley Quartet took to the blue-lit stage all dressed in black evening dresses. They took to the stage in particular order, the highest voice first - Carla, Nicola, Pauline and Helena. Nicola's dress was slashed to just above the knee, and Helena's a little higher than that, while a rather camera-shy Carla covered her arms as well as her legs despite being probably the slimmest of the four. Pauline was the one who could be described as fat, certainly in image-conscious Cafundéu, while Helena was tall and stocky and Nicola was petite.

Their song was an unaccompanied piece in four-part harmony, and can be heard here (http://www.zshare.net/audio/5154154330d2d0ff/). The lyrics are slightly variable between parts, and the clearest way to see them is in the sheet music (contained within the MIDI file if you have the appropriate software ;) ) but they are as follows:


Leave your fears behind
They'll come and go
But you will not
There is no good time
For you to go
To merely rot
Think what you could be
If you just believed
That for all that you might feel
This world does have a place for you

Leave your fears behind
Can't you see what you could truly be?
There is no good time
To say there's nothing left to do or see
Think what you could be
For all that you might feel
There's joy and smiles out there for real
And if you just believe
In those dreams
They could come true
Just remember
This world does have a place for you

So this is the place?

Yeah, pretty much.

You know, It looks so much like the WorldVision.

Um... that's a coincidence.

It even says it's the WorldVision!

Yeah, well, we're across the street from the WorldVision.

How? It doesn't seem so WorldVision over there, much more here. Are you sure we don't have the places mixed up?

Nope. This is where we need to be!

So you're just trying to get me to do WorldVision for you!

For the last time! This is not WorldVision!

Okay, what's Wavispa's Umbrella Days doing here?

Well, she's also popular in Cafundeu, or something.

And Swilatia's Biało Niebieskie?

Um, they're also in the the show. Or something.

Like WorldVision?

No, not like WorldVision.

Okay, what about these other people. Who's names I don't know and obviously come from foreign countries?

Look, we don't have time... you're up soon.

I'm not doing WorldVision!

This isn't WorldVision!

Swilatia
33 Minutes, by Biało Niebieskie

Next up was the Swilatia entry, 33 minutes. The band went onto the stage giving another performance, although the focus of the show was once again on the visuals. Different couloured lights, xonstantly changing backgrounds on the video screen. All the music was from a backing track, so we dind't have to worry about that being done wrong, but as for the singing, it wasn't that great.

Where am I?
Look around
tell me what you see
Is it something vague?
Is it something you could
Take today...

And if you can't stop lying
And if you fall down trying
It's the reason here for everything
And when you look down tonight
And when see see the bright light
That's the world today, so much nothing

Walking down
Streets have stopped
We've ran out of gas
We're left standing here
Wanting to say hi from
Somewhere else...

And if we're left here waiting
And if we just stop faking
It's the reason here for everything
And when it's finally over
And when we'll all move over
That's the world today, so much nothing

so what are we doing?
why are we singing now?
so where are we standing?
why are we here tonight?

Let us out
For how much
Freedom costs nine bucks
But we've only five
What is life when they won't
ever end...

And if you can't stop lying
And if you fall down trying
It's the reason here for everything
And when you look down tonight
And when see see the bright light
That's the world today, so much nothing

So how long
Where are we
Standing to the end
Still it makes no sense
Is this where we do it
save the world...

And if we're left here waiting
And if we just stop faking
It's the reason here for everything
And when it's finally over
And when we'll all move over
That's the world today, so much nothing

Oddly enough, the song was only 4:30 minutes long, far from what the title promised.

OOC: Bump.

BTW, this is going so freakishly slow, it's... yeah, can we have this go faster somehow?

The way to speed the contest usually is with TGs, as you know... I agree this is taking some time, I'll do it if at the end of the week we don't receive at least 4 more songs (which means 2, as I'm on the verge of finishing my 2 ones [Cafundéu's and Terreiro de Ogum's).

OOC: I am away from Auckland for the weekend, and I will not be back until Monday. I have to admit, I am struggling to get the right lyrics for my parody.

OOC: Goodness knows how slow the voting will be...;)

OOC: Sorry, RL has been a bit more hectic than expected lately and now this bloody computer's slowed down... Expect to see the rest of the interview with my band's leader tomorrow (I'm writing it on another machine, offline, & it's nearly ready...) and my actual song -- which is actually complete, and just needs to have its framing scene typed out -- two or three days after that...

On screen now, we see Urra and a male Ursine sitting in two armchairs, facing each other, in a comfortable-looking lounge. Each of them is holding a tankard.
"So, Parran, how do you and your group feel about being here to represent our whole nation in this contest?" Urra enquired. "And when you originally entered 'A Song for the Bears', did you really expect to get this far?"
"Well, we were pleasantly surprised to win our regional heat against such strong competition, sure enough," he replies, "but once we'd done that our winning the national finals too -- verry nice though that was -- didn't really come as a shock. No offence to Urralinda but, whatever the boardies were saying, I think most of us already knew that she isn't quite in her cousin's class as a soloist: now, if she'd had her usual backing-group along, that might have made enough of a difference to bring her here instead of us. Anyway, now that we are here, I think that you could honestly describe us as 'quietly confident'. We've played some pretty big gigs in the past, such as opening at the Rugby Cup Final last year, after all. Some of the sixteen -- or is it more than that? -- foreign acts might be better than us, or at least go down better than we do with the human audiences involved, but I can truthfully say that I and my band all expect to do well in this contest even if we don't actually manage to achieve first place."

Urra: "I scent. So, Parran, one thing that I’ve really been wondering about — and that we at the BABC have had numerous letters of enquiry about, since your group won the final of ‘A Song for the Bears’ — is just where you and your band’s other members got the group’s name from? I’ve heard you playing the harp a few times, but that always seemed to be a conventional instrument rather than one made from the unlikely-seeming option of fish-bones… Would you care to explain, for those of our listeners who don't already know?"

Parran: “It was, indeed. No, I’ve always played what you might call ‘standard’ harps, although my main one these days is almost too fine for ‘standard’ to seem a fair description, the name doesn’t come from anything that I ever did. What it is is a reference to a great deed that was worked by one of my ancestors: ‘Urrthro, the Wild Harper’…”

Urra: “The same ‘Urrthro, the Wild Harper’ who was a hero of the uprising against the tyranny of the Purple Empire’s warlock rulers, and is sometimes called the eighth of the ‘Seven Champions of Beardom’ during that struggle? I hadn’t known that any families who are around today could actually trace their bloodline back to him…”

Parran: “Yes, the very same ‘Urrthro’, indeed. As you probably know from the old stories, he possessed the ability to charm people and beasts — and even inanimate objects, at least if those had been made from once-living materials — with his music. Some say that he was gifted with that power by the Great Bear himself, especially for use as a weapon against the Empire, but our own Sept’s tradition is that Urrthro’s father was actually the Spirit of the River WideWindle (for, as is well-known of course, such things still happened sometimes back in those days…) and that he had inherited the talent from that source instead. Well, anyway, there was an occasion when he fell into the paws of the Empire’s forces, and they took away his old harp so that he wouldn’t be able to use his music to escape before the warlocks had finished studying him… But he managed to sweet-talk his jailor’s daughter into giving him a whole salmon for dinner one day, to help keep his strength up, and then he crafted its bones into a harp with a tunes from which he persuaded all of the prison’s guards to sleep soundly and its wooden doors to open so that he could go free.”

Urra: “That’s incredible! Does your family still have that harp?”

Parran: “No, alas, it was broken at the Battle of the Tempestuous Ford, where Urrthro himself fell in combat, and no shards of it remain: We do have another harp that it is absolutely certainly one that he owned and used, a wooden one with silver strings, but even that is so fragile nowadays that we never actually try to play it… But even more precious to us than that is his very skull, which is kept as the most sacred object in the Sept’s halidom, through which we can still invoke his Spirit for guidance if we are in dire need of wise counsel.”

Urra: “Wow! So, will you be playing a harp during this performance, or just singing the song?”

Parran: “Neither, actually. I’ll be playing the xylophone, which seems more suitable than the harp for this tune, and singing.”

Urra: “And the rest of the band? I gather that you’ve had some changes in line-up recently?”

Parran: “That we have, indeed. Well, we’ve my wife Marra on the fox-fiddle, of course, and my cousins Borrin and Dorrin are both back with us on the bear-fiddle now, after a year in the ‘orchestra’ with Behrnum & Bahrlee’s Circus; Urra o SwanWater and her husband Jorro are both still with us on the reed-pipes; and their son Torrm has just joined us on the ‘baff’hrram’ drum — now that he’s finished with university — in place of our old friend Jerro BigBear who’s decided to retire from the touring musician’s life and take up bee-keeping instead.”

Urra: “Hr’rmm, don’t I recall hearing that Torrm was in some kind of trouble with the law recently, something about pig-theft wasn’t it?”

Parran: “Oh, that was just a student prank, youthful high spirits, which the court acknowledged by dismissing the charges altogether.”

Urra: “I scent. And has your senior wife Sarra, Marra’s elder sister, not re-joined the band for this show? I’ve heard and enjoyed her dulcimer-playing on several occasions…”

Parran: “And I’m sure that she’d enjoy hearing you say so. No, she’s decided to stay at home for a while, as she felt that our cubs needed a more regular parental presence than they were getting with all three of us on the road. Anyway, with the country opening up more and more to the outside world as it is, she’s getting enough work in the English-teaching line to keep her busy enough for her liking. Still, with Marra along, I’m not missing me ‘home comforts’ if you take my meaning.” (He winks…;))

Urra: “So Sarra teaches English?”

Parran: “Yes, English, and Cookery too, at any of several Glades around Barrdenn depending on where there’s currently the most demand for teachers. In fact, she did a lot of the work of translating and adapting our contest-entry song for us.”

Urra: “Talking of the song, did you and she find any particular aspects of translating it difficult?”

Parran: “Well, she did grumble a bit about the fact that English only has a single set of ‘possessive case’ pronouns, rather than two distinct sets for a ‘fixed possessive’ case and a ‘transitory possessive’ case as Ursine does, but other than that… No, seriously, she said that on the whole it was quite an easy job and there were only a few sections where we actually had to alter the wording much in order to keep within basically the same rhythm as usual.”

Urra: “Ah. And that brings me to another point about which we’ve received a lot of letters. You’ve announced that you’ll be singing only in English during this performance, rather than in Ursine as well, and some of our listeners aren’t very happy about that fact. Might I ask what led you to this decision, although when Urratharra sang in the ‘Second NSvision Song Contest’ she managed to include an Ursine version of her words as well as versions in three Human tongues?”

Parran: “I said basically the same rhythm: There were some places where using the best translation we could make and still keep the right meaning did require changing the tune around a little, and those differences were just enough to risk tripping up people who don’t understand both versions fully. And I’ll tell you true that, naming no names, there are maybe one or two musicians in this line-up whose grasp of English isn’t really up to handling the two versions together… so, as an English rendition seems more likely than an Ursine one to be understood by most of our audience here tonight, we’ve regretfully had to make that decision.
But we will sing this song in Ursine when we record it for our next album, I promise you!”

Urra: “Thank you, and I wish you good luck in this contest. Well, it’s almost time for the show to start, so — before you go to make your final preparations for going on stage — do you have any messages for the people back home?”

Parran: “Tell them that we’ll do our best here, of course, for Bears Armed as a whole as well as for Clan GreenWood… Oh, and tell them to listen to the other entries with suitable respect, too: Those have all won their own countries’ national competitions to come here, after all, and they can’t help being only human…” ;)

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(The interview ends, and the presenters ‘Urthrro and Silver’ appear back on screen to start announcing the songs. We now hear all of the entries whose details people have placed in this thread so far, and any others that might get added before my own next post here as well…)

OOC: Sorry for the delay - RL has kept me very busy over the past few weeks and I haven't had much time to write my song. Thankfully, I can promise that it'll be finished and posted before the 9th. That said, I would like to have it done earlier but exams are coming up in a few days.

bump (again) I also seem to be the only one here making IC posts (besudes the songs)

I'm just waiting for the songs to finish, so I can vote and have the response to how Qazox' song did.

Finally it was the time for the Cafundelense representative group to enter in the stage of WorldVision. Inside the Opala Hall in Cafundó do Juta, the Abyss Bank members seemed a bit nervous, as the public inside that place was composed by different people, from different countries... different than the fans that usually attend their shows. But they were confident in making a good performance, as there is nothing better than to be at home.

Abyss Bank is composed by eight members. The vocalist, Jerônimo Monstro, is a obese black man, bald, who looks like a security guard, very strong. There are two electric guitar players, one in the drums, and another in the keyboards and a last one who players some not conventional instruments, but he hardly has an opportunity to use them. The other two members are beautiful women, wearing clothes that only cover some strategic part of her bodies.

They get prepared for their performance and, after a "Hello, WorldVision!" and a "Hello Cafundó do Juta!" said by Jerônimo, the music starts. It is heavy, with the guitars and drums being played with intensity, and the keyboard is hardly heard. After half a minute of an introductory instrumental music, the intensity lowers a bit, and Jerônimo starts to sing:

(note: in black parts which Jerônimo is singing; in blue, parts which the guitar players sing; in red, parts which the ladies sing)

I now, here, travel inside my mind
There are many places I go to
While I am here confined
People in these worlds, so far from me
Drinking some water from the sea
What do they have, which of their actions
Are so different than...

The guitar players interrupt Jerônimo, singing for a short time before Jerônimo returns to sing, nearly shouting:

Crazy man! Crazy man!
Why don't you tell me your history, man!

One day I woke up in the morning
My psychiatrist was eating my liver
He said his name was Hannibal and gave me a warning
The CIA wants you, you have to work there
If there is some conspiracy, we must be aware
But I had problems with the KGB, had to flee
To move from my house, I had to agree

To work inside some Overlook hotel I went
There were some weird things in that place
I saw dead people, souls in endless torment
But what I saw that frightened me the most
Was a living assassin, who wasn't a ghost
That man was wearing his mother's clothes
So to flee from that psycho was what I chose

But they thoughts my words were just gimmicks
They isolated me inside a closed asylum
I met old friend Salieri, and also two pretty chicks
But there was a nurse called Ratched I couldn't stand
She had a fatal attraction for me, couldn't look at her hand
From there I ran away and inside a pub
I saw twelve monkeys inside a fighting club

The intensity of the music returns to be intense, but this time the keyboard can be clearly heard, although it sounds like it is playing a religious music.

You are insane, nothing of this is real
Your mind is a mess, your thoughts without sense
Understand this and let's make a deal
Stay in your corner for our own defense

Luckily you are far away from us
Otherwise we couldn't imagine what you would do
This safe asylum we surely have to bless
As this keeps away people like you

Who are you, why do you invade my head
What's the pleasure in disturbing me
Will you only stop when I am dead
Why to you I am such a dirty scum
What makes me so different of the other some
I repeat who are you, but now the question is another
What makes you so equal to each other

Now the music clearly gives the hint that the climax of the song is approaching.

Madman, hear your conscience speaking
That's me, my words come from inside
I say that this happiness you are seeking
Surely by the others will be denied

That's right, this kind can't live normally
We can't, we must not let him get mixed
We must abandon and ignore him formally
He can't be free, we would be perplexed

To hear me you have to, as I am you
You shouldn't battle me, as you are me
I am you thinking, it's me who gives you the clue
They don't want you, this you must see

Different from you, that's what we are
Our minds are healthy, our thoughts correct
In our eyes you are simply bizarre
We aren't with you, you we just reject

Oh my! What have I done to deserve this!
From everywhere voices comdemn
A struggle inside me certainly exists
But I don't even know what I did them
You don't know what happens deep inside
You act purely by prejudice or pride
Like a judge you say I can't live
But from where came those powers to arrest or forgive
Surrounded by attacks, don't know if I can resist
As I claim those stereotypes shouldn't exist

Finally it's time for the chorus:

Why you say that I am crazy
Is there something I don't know
If you claim that you are sane
There is something you don't know

Go ahead try to blame me
For all the problems of this globe
One day you'll have to notice
We are all crazy somewhat

Crazy man! Madman!
Insane, insane, insane man!

Crazy man! Madman!
Insane, insane, insane man!

The music returns to be the same of the part before the chorus.

Time passes, everything stays the same
I am viewed as a monster, no one can like me
I wonder how long I can stand this game
Everyone looks me with anger or disgust
The only way to avoid this is to return to dust
If to make a thing that others doesn't is crazyness
Then I am crazy with honour!

To those rats with black and rotten hearts
I have to leave a last and definitive message
Something that hurts them like a rain of darts
Unfortunately my words don't have this power
And is their anger that others can devour
Crazyness for me, is only a point of view
No definition of this, can be true

I say to you my closer friend
Nothing awaits you in this place
I am inside you, and ask you for my end
My existence you can just erase

Now it's the time, the time has come
That anormal human being will be gone
Sound the trumphet, start playing the drum
I can't wait for the new day to dawn

Oh my! What have I done to deserve this!
From everywhere voices comdemn
A struggle inside me certainly exists
But I don't even know what I did them
You don't know what happens deep inside
You act purely by prejudice or pride
Like a judge you say I can't live
But from where came those powers to arrest or forgive
Surrounded by attacks, don't know if I can resist
As I claim those stereotypes shouldn't exist

Why you say that I am crazy
Is there something I don't know
If you claim that you are sane
There is something you don't know

Go ahead try to blame me
For all the problems of this globe
One day you'll have to notice
We are all crazy somewhat

Crazy man! Madman!
Insane, insane, insane man!

Crazy man! Madman!
Insane, insane, insane man!

Why you say that I am crazy
Is there something I don't know
If you claim that you are sane
There is something you don't know

Go ahead try to blame me
For all the problems of this globe
One day you'll have to notice
We are all crazy somewhat

So if is a sin to be insane
This is a cut nothing can mend
To feel relieved of this pain
My doomed life I will end!

The music ends abruptly at the same time Jerônimo ends singing the last line.

Scianawski: Okay, continuing through, we hand Kura-Pelland's the-world-is-good troupe, our entry, and some weird Cafundeu song, about some-one who is insane. Damn, if this contest is not over soon, I might end up insane myself. And this is only our first day!

Niewienski: Well, we go song by song, like last time. First off, Kura-Pelland. The Bentely Quartet. With the obligatory "world is good" song. The song was rather short so there isn't much to mention

Scianawski: We could mention that it was short, and thank FSM because I could not take another second of that. Makes up for the long Swilatia entry, and the even longer cafudeu entry. And how could we forget that Iglesian girl wanting to perform two versions of the same song...

Niewienski: We couldn't. I can't unhear it now, these will all disturb for the next few days... or at least until we have some even worse WorldVision songs. Anyway, I don't think we need to describe this one any more, just go on youtube and listen to Jawalski rambling on about any rejistania entry. Which happens to be on the waiting list, if we have to listen to more than 20.

Scianawski: Well, that's the waiting list, we still don't know about those. We do know, however, that we will be hearing Singing bears, dead chickens, songs about werewolves and getting killed in your sleep, a song about a donkey, and a mime. but now... Swilatia... 33 minutes...

Niewienski: Actually, it wasn't really 33 minutes. It should have been called four and a half minutes, or something like that. Maybe they were thinking about us, because 33 minutes would have been too much. But try telling that to Cafundeu.

Scianawski: Let's see... judging from the lyrics, the song might have been about 33 minutes, and, er, what happens in those 33 minutes. Or they just wanted something equally out of place. Weird lyrics are weird.

Niewienski: Well, it's Biało Niebieskie, their lyrics never make sense. Either they're in an imaginary language, there's no words at all, or this. They consider the shiny light effects to be more important. The shiny, pre-recorded, light effects.

Scianawski: Obviosuly. How else do they slap together lyrics like that. It seems they don't care about the lyrics at all. Even though most of the performance was pre-recorded, they decided to have the singing done one the spot. By some-one who can't sing to save their life. Big mistake.

Niewienski: No, the big mistake was sending Biało Niebieskie. They didn't do us well the first time.

Scianawski: No, but who should we have sent? Bandyty Swilajskie, to whine about their black helicopters and other conpiracies? Niezwykłe to break up and drop out of the contest? A new band, with their new way of making us ashamed of our country?

Niewienski: Who said I meant as opposed to sending some-one else. As opposed to not participating is where it's at. Anyway, next up, Cafundeu. Abyss Bank. The Asylum. We have a fat, donut-eating mall security, a typical band line up, and some guy who shows off foreign instruments, but doesn't play them. They sing about insanity, something WorldVision is a good example of.

Bears Armed’s entry, the band ‘Fishbone Harp’, are now on the stage. This group consists of seven ‘Ursines’, and these aren’t just Bears — as some people might have expected, due to the nation’s name, — they’re anthropomorphic Bears: They stand & walk bipedally, their “forepaws” are actually hands with opposable thumbs, they have throats that can handle human speech, and their foreheads are enlarged [slightly] in comparison to those of “ordinary” Bears in order to house larger brains than those animals possess… Oh, and they’re all wearing clothes, which I suppose might be a surprise to some people too…
One of this band’s members is seated behind a xylophone (and a microphone) at centre-stage, with three of the others standing in a line to his right — a line that slopes forwards as it extends away from him — and the remainder mirroring their positions to his left.

“Greetings, Worldvision! Greetings, Cafundeu do Jota!” the seated musician calls out.
He pauses, then, and cups a forepaw to one ear to emphasise the point that he’s listening for a reply. “What’s that, folks? I can’t hear you… Let’s try that again, shall we?
Greetings, Worldvision! Greetings, Cafundeu do Jota!” This time there are some calls of “Greetings!” from the audience in response, mostly from the area of seating where those other Ursines who’re attending this event have been placed.
“Can’t you do better than that?” he enquires. “One more time: Greetings, Worldvision! Greetings, Cafundeu do Jota!” This time quite a few members of the audience respond with cries of “Greetings!”, although some others [doubtless] think unhappily to themselves “Oh god, it’s that sort of band…”
“We are ‘Fishbone Harp’. I am Parran o Barrdenn, and with me tonight are _ Marra dern Rurso o Bardenn, on the fox-fiddle;” (A spotlight picks out the musician standing immediately to his left, a female whose fur has a reddish tinge instead of being plain brown like Parran’s, who is wearing a long (but sleeveless) dress and carrying an instrument that looks pretty much like a violin.) “Borrin and Dorrin o Barrdenn, both on the bear-fiddle” (The spotlight is redirected further out to the left, showing two male Ursines, one of whom has light brown fur & the other dark brown, who are both quite tall even by their species’ standards. They’re both wearing moleskin trousers, and fringed jackets in some sort of pale-brown leather; their instruments are more like cellos in size & shape, although without the basal spike upon which that member of the violin family normally stands, but these musicians are large that they can & do hold these instruments in the same position that humans would use for playing violins…) “Urra o SwanWater, and her husband Jorro, both on the reed-pipes (The light moves to show the pair standing immediately to his right: They’re both wearing loose blue-green jackets, and green corduroy trousers, and are carrying sets of reed-pipes in differing sizes.) “And their son Torrm, who’s just joined us, on the ‘baff’hrram’ drum.” (Standing at the far right, a youngish-looking male who’s wearing green corduroy trousers with a jacket like those of the bear-fiddle’s players, holding a wide, but shallow, single-headed drum — whose skin looks as though it was previously quite a large portion of some cow’s hide — sideways in front of him…).
“The song that we’re about to give you is called 'Honey in the Jar’: It’s based on a traditional song of our people, several different versions of which already existed, but we’ve put its words into the English language for you and re-arranged it slightly to suit our combination of instruments. Some of you might think that you recognise its tune, because apparently some Human people — the ‘Irish’, I think they’re called — also use one much like it for one of their own traditional songs… which even has a similar title to ours! There’s a repeated chorus, whose words are quite simple, and you’re heartily invited to join in with singing that… and if any of you feel like getting up and dancing, too, then that’s fine by us as well.”

“Hokay: a one, and a two, and a three, and a four…”

(The band’s members all play together for an introductory passage, about forty seconds long, that shades into a xylophone solo for the rest of the first minute, before Parran begins singing to their accompaniment…)

“Last Owlsday I went strolling, in the far-famed woods of Barrdenn;
Bright sunlight filled the glades there, and the flowers grew like a garden:
So many bees were buzzing, through those blooms and leafy curtains,
That I said to meself then “They’ve a nest close by for certain”.

(The other musicians stop playing, apart from the drummer, and take over from him for the chorus_ )

[I]“Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.

A ‘Den Jay’ flew by, bobbing, then, to capture my attention,
And led me to that bees’ nest, to gain from our shared intention;
It rested ’gainst a crag-side, up which I did boldly climb,
But pawholds there were scanty, so that took me quite a long time.

Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.”

(A few members of the audience, mostly in the section where the Ursine spectators are concentrated, sang along this time.)

“To get that treasure safely, it surely was a puzzle,
For the bees attacked me forepaws, and they also stung me muzzle;
I reached out rather wildly then, to seize at least a lump,
But lost my grip in doing so, and slid down with a loud ‘bump’.”

(On the word ‘bump’, each member of the band simultaneously stamps one of their feet down on the stage: When they sing the following rendition of the chorus they are joined by most of the other Ursines present and by some of the humans too… A camera pans across the audience during this, to show the singers, and reveals that sitting right in the middle of those Ursines is a young woman dressed in blue & white clothing: People who watched the ‘Olympics’ might recognise her as Wentland’s archer Kellie Bright…)

“Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.

So I went for advice, then, to me mother’s cousin Barrtunn,
Who worships Nature’s bounty at the hills of Dorr-Ee-Parrtunn;
He said to “burn some green leaves, so smoke rises like a curtain,
And when that fills those bees’ nest it will drive them off for certain.

Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.

I lit a branch of ivy, and pushed that to the nest before me,
Those bees they flew off wildly, and I’m sure did not adore me;
I took half the comb for my use, and gave the Jay his pay,
But left plenty for the bees to build from, for some other day.

Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.

Now I’ve honey for my supper, my breakfast and my tea,
And some that’s turning into Mead, which surely will please me;
Enough to share with family, and with my good friends too _
But don’t you ALL come to my door, there’s not that much for true.

Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.

And there’s wax for making candles, better far than smoky reeds,
For waxing threads, and casting bronze, and several other needs;
But it chiefly is the Honey gained, that gives me such delight,
And upon that happy message, I will wish you all ‘Good Night’.”

(By this time, a high proportion of the audience are singing the choruses…)

"Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.”

(Most of the crowd bursts into loud applause. The band stand there basking in it for a little while, and then take up their instruments again for an improvisation on the basic tune that lasts for about one-and-a-half minutes. At the end of this they suddenly stop playing, stand in a straight line facing the audience, and sing the chorus — for two more times, straight through — without any musical backing.)

“Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.

Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
THERE’S HONEY IN THE JAR!"

(And the crowd [OOC: I hope…] goes wild…)

OOC to bears armed: Celtic music FTW

bump (again...)

IGTV1 (former IGTV Canal 1 - 1976-1996 - , of course...!)

Notícias do Mundovisão

Carla Santos: Good evening, this is WorldVision Song Contest 7, here, live in Cafundó do Juta in Cafundéu. Good evening Mariana, so, let's get started to Swilatia, with "33 Minutes". How do you think about this song?

Mariana Silva: A good song that talks about environment. I can't talk too much today, because...

CS: Why? Have you problems?

(A man who's not an IGTV worker enters secretly on the studio and he didn't like "Sol e Sombra")

MS: Yes, I have been criticised and too much, and I...

(That man has a gun and he wounds the singer)

CS: AUGH! Mariana? Mariana? Are you OK? Are you all right? Mariana Silva has been hurt!! Call the [emergency number of Cafundéu]!!!!!

Doctor: What happened?

CS: A man wounded her and she needs treatment quickly!

Doctor: Of course.

MS: oooooooooohhhhhhhh...................oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh.......

Pai Francisco de Iemanjá enters in the stage wearing his white clothes, a tradition of the Umbanda practitioners. Assistants of him come with materials for a ritual: a black chicken, a cachaça bottle, some herbs, dirt and images of the Orixás. Some capoeira fighters and singers surround Pai Francisco, when he starts to sing the song, in a very slow tempo, as each word of the music seems to be sang separately. The music is composed by simple instruments, and a guitar completes it.

In italics, when the other singers (not Pai Francisco de Iemanjá) sing.

Mumba-mumba mumbaê
Mumba-mumba mumbaê
Mumba-mumba mumbaê
Mumba-mumba mumbaê
Papá paraticrundá
Papá paraticrundá
Papá paraticrundá
Papá paraticrundá

I have now a sacred mission
To represent the Orixás, the divine ones
But it is also the tradition
To make rituals in a daily run

So we gather around my garden
Capoeira fighters make their art
Our faith starts to harden
And our ritual has to start

Paratibubaê, tararatricuanará
Olêlê, olálá... katacumtravá
Saputi, baianá... cascavel mandruvá!

At the same time that he sings the next verses, he does the action described in those:

Bring me now the cachaça bottle
And some sacred herbs
The black chicken I'll throttle
To mix blood with verbs

Play the music from the holy
Bring the chants from the Gods
Let the chicken's blood flow slowly
To receive what we want there aren't odds

Paratibubaê, tararatricuanará
Olêlê, olálá... katacumtravá
Saputi, baianá... cascavel mandruvá!

Xangô, Iansã, Obalatá
Exú, Ajé, Iemanjá
Oxumaré, Nanã, Ogum
Oxalá, Oxóssi, Oxum!

Some people seem impressed by the live killing of the chicken, while the song continues:

All the materials are in their place
With magical words sang
We can see the people's impressed faces
When we hear from the sky a bang

Our hard work was rewarded
Sacrifices and gifts received
A divine power we were awarded
From the Orixás when we believed

Paratibubaê, tararatricuanará
Olêlê, olálá... katacumtravá
Saputi, baianá... cascavel mandruvá!

Xangô, Iansã, Obalatá
Exú, Ajé, Iemanjá
Oxumaré, Nanã, Ogum
Oxalá, Oxóssi, Oxum!

Cabocovéio sabidumdrum
Orixalá tocusundrê jamé
Saciburi batracolá oní
Birindigandokoletorabrillêt
Así amé!

Now we can stay relieved
As we were not deceived
The Orixás are always with us
And so we can get success

Mumba-mumba mumbaê
Papá paraticrundá!

All participants that still didn't send their songs were warned by TG that there's now a deadline for the songs to be performed, which is 13/12. After that, voting will start, regardless of the number of songs performed.

Somehow, I don't think that one week is enough. We've had 25 countries sign up, let's not lower this to another just 14 or even less.

This is only the first wave of TG's anyway.

I have to admit you're right in this point. I'll put this day as a tentative deadline, then, to try to reach a number of songs of at least 16. We can't also forget that, although we have 25 countries, only 20 really showed an intention to post, by sending the song's name.

All participants that still didn't send their songs were warned by TG that there's now a deadline for the songs to be performed, which is 13/12. After that, voting will start, regardless of the number of songs performed.


OOC: I will try and get my song in over the next couple of days, honest I will.

This is it: Sorry Everybody

Cracken Up all the fans with our lame music.
Because I don't no how to right a damn Song.
Boy this song is so fucken long.
The basssist sleeps through this part.
Joey wakes him up with as real big Fart.
The fans arms aren't swaying.
I can't be delaying.
All the time it took to write this mother fing song.
Jesus frowns upon my language.
Girlfriends got's loads of baggage.
I cry myself to sleep every night.
After i lose to my girl in a fight.
Over duh duh duh Doritos.
So know your still laughing,
The girls start apacking.
Is this a lame joke or just another bad song.
Wow you've got a nice thong.
Something, something, something's a calling
My balls are a fallin
off.
You're cracken me up wit your song.
I just can't get along.
With a buck a week
Boy you're so meek.
Baby you crack me up.
Cracken me up with your song.

Niewienski: Okay. Now we have Bears Armed, Honey in the Jar, a bunch of singing bears, or something, Although they seemed to do more talking then singing reall. You didn't need to give us a whole essay about what your song sounds like. If I really cared i'd just go on Wikipedia.

Scianawski: Well, they got to the song eventually. I guess they wanted us to be certain that the bears can talk, and not just play instuments and have a backing vocals.

Niewienski: Well, we're not foreign to concept of singing animals, even though we still think it's fucked up, we've had a singing donkey for Mallatarsland a few years ago. They came in last place. Is it going to be the same here?

Scianawaski: No, besides being a singing donkey, the Mallatarsland song involved a crappy disco song about survival. Here, we have bears singing about honey. They have a good chance of getting the kiddy vote.

Niewienski: I don't know really. If the little speech they gave at the beginning of the song almost made me fall asleep, imagine what it would do to the kids! They'll prolly wake up like 3 songs later in a daze.

Scianawski: Okay, maybe a vote for people thankful that they didn't have to hear the next three songs. Although the next one was too much to miss, it was just so fucked up. Terro... de... Ogum, or something?

Niewienski: The weird religious thingy?

Scianawski: Yeah. We have a guy singing about his weird religion thingy, barbaric sacrifices and everything, he sings about killing a chicken, which is a pretty weird thing to sing about.

Niewienski: Well, all religions are fucked up, that's why us Swilatians are atheists. I mean, here, we have dead chickens, imaginary languages, and liquor bottles. It sure at least beats the archregimancy's religion, which was just 1 hour of talking in greek and no wonder.

Scianawski: Yeah, but wasn't the dead chicken supposed to be part of the Taeshan act?

Niewienski: That's what I thought, but then all I saw was a pretty average band, wait no, extremely crappy band, that gasn't come up with a name yet, so we just have all the members' names... There was no dead chicken, but at least Terro de Ogum helped us out with that one. They were at least honest about how much their song sucked...

Scianawski: Yeah, the song was terrible, just as they said, it was poorly written just as they said, they can't write a song, just as they said. But it wasn't really all that long, forunately.

Niewienski: Well, that's prolly part of the bad writing. Like not knowing what in means to "cracken" some-one up, they must be talking about how long it took them to write just one verse, because they can't write songs. Allthough the song could have just been written on the plane ride here.

Scianawski: Indeed. it's all slapped together. So those who fell asleep during the Bears Armed entry, you didn't miss much, as far as the songs go. However, what you might have missed was that the Iglesian Singer just got shot!

Niewienski: Okay, how did that happen?

Scianawski: Well, she was talking about our song and how she though it was about the environment or something, and then some guy shot her because he didn't like her song.

Niewienski: Okay, that's weird. The song did suck, but is that something to shoot some-one over. And then the Environment thingy... I guess that could be a way to interpret the song, but there's nothing really about the environment in there.

Scianawski: It's Biało Niebieskie. Their songs aren't meant to be interpreted. These guys sang in imaginary languages!

Actually Swil that is the name of the band its actually a five peice quintet. Though you wouldn't get that from the name.

Actually Swil that is the name of the band its actually a five peice quintet. Though you wouldn't get that from the name.
My guys still consider it a bad name that deserves to be made fun off. If you really have a problem with this, let them know IC.

QBS
Watching you, watching us.

Ron Dather: And that just was Taeshan's entry, a risque little number that sounded like two alley cats fighting over a ham sandwich in an alley behind a discoteque.

Catie Kouric: At least it was better than the live chicken sacrifice by Terreiro de Ogum.

Ron Dather: They did butcher that chicken like a serial killer with a rusty ax in West Texas.

Catie Kouric: Why are your answers so esoteric?

Ron Dather: I want every one to fall asleep like a newborn babe in his mother's arms after suckling for dinner, or just listen to the Cafundelense song again. I thought that the second coming would occur before the end of that one.

Catie Kouric: What song again? I think I fell asleep during that one.

Ron Dather: Up next, who knows? Maybe a fish on a plaque singing "Don't Worry Be Happy" in a techno beat? Or perhaps a robot singing "Mr. Roboto" in French? I just hope it end soon. My grandson is graduating high school tommorrow!

Catie Kouric: Well that's good for him.

Ron Dather: HE WAS 4 YEARS OLD WHEN THIS COMPETITON STARTED! Hurry the ........

<Screen goes blank for a few seconds, with no audio>

Catie Kouric: My esteemed co-host just has been taken to a local hospital after having a seizure over the length of this competition. Since the next act is still in the settting-up process, we'll send you back to your local newscast, until the next band takes the stage.

"Hi, I am the Rejistani representative!"

The bureaucrat looks at the young girl as if she lost her mind.

"Oh, they not tell? Well, yes, the war started before we had real tryouts, but I was selected in a jury voting by the local authorities."

"We had 5 people claiming that already. What makes you different from the rest?"

"An official letter of legitimization by the... ntekim shensa." She handed him a letter in beautifully calligraphic letters.

"It is too late. We don't have your music nor your directions on how light and other special effects are used."

"No 'halen! I sing a capella and I am happy with anything that does not leave me completely in the dark. Su?"

"Okay, but don't do anything, which is bad for the reputation of the competition then."

"I sing a song, how bad can this be?"

"Very much so. Especially if you can't sing."

"Oh, I can. no you 'halen."

A while later the only about 14 year old girl stood on stage. She did not wear a normal costume but street clothes (jeans and a T-shirt is a rejistani text on it), which were a bit stained, either for artistic reasons or because during her clandestine way to leave the country, her clothes did get stained and dirty. She held a microphone in her hands. Except for a spotlight on her, the stage was completely dark. Her long dark hair was apparently still a bit wet, which made it reflect oddly. The entire scene looked rather improvised. It did not help that no one was exactly sure what her name was - including the announcers. But then she started singing. Her voice was high and clear and despite her rejistani accent, the text could be understood well.

"They say, they say that war is right
just bad if you've short sight,
there is a good objective.
I say, I say that is no good,
and everyone here should
see it as if defective."

She stepped forward a bit. The spotlight followed her belatedly.

"I think you and Tanhe*
find a better way, need find a better way.
I think you and Jesus
leave our land to us, need leave our land to us!"

She stepped back, this time immediately followed by the light.

"You say, the end defends the way,
that's what all of them say
No care for what they're fighting!
Is no way for you to be sure,
the things that you adore
Are real and not in hiding.
You claim you a democracy,
but no way you will see
kalesical deciding!

I think you and your gods
will defeat the odds, need defeat the odds
I think we all in this
need a way to peace, need a way to peace!"

She bowed and left the stage.

*tanhekism is a rejistani minority religion.

I wanted to notice everybody that yesterday Mariana Silva was wounded by a man who didn't like the song "Sol e Sombra". She was talking for TV with Carla Santos, the IGTV correspondant in Cafundó do Juta. We all, Iglesian people, expect that she'll be OK in a short future.

Damn, seven songs past and we didn't do anything yet? Why didn't you tell me?

Because you won't let me say anything?

Quiet you!

My point exactly!

I said quiet you! *Pearl takes off her shoe and throws it at stacy*

Ow!

Okay, so, Swilatia's song had absolutely nothing to do with anything to do with 33 minutes!

Well, that's not the idea of it!

There wasn't any point! And there's no point to you talking!

Well, aren't we both supposed to talk about the contest?

No...

Yeah, I am actually *throws the shoe back at pearl*

Hey! *puts shoe back on* Besides, we keep doing this, we'll never talk about the next songs, like those bears with honey.

Well, you don't let me talk about anything!

That's my job, not yours!

Well, what's my job?

Your job is to stand here and look pretty. Not to talk!

I don't see anything in the j-

I said NOT TO TALK!! *kicks stacy*

But then we'll never get to Terreiro de Ogum and Taeshan! And Rejistania!

You idiot! That's not your job! That's mine! *starts clubbing stacey with a water bottle. stacey has to be taken out, and is replaced with a plastic dummy with pretty clothes on it.*

The singer Mariana Silva is hospitalised on the Imperial Hospital of Cafundó do Juta.

About that man, the latest Iglesian technology permits everything to find him quickly. He is really native of the Iglesian Archipelago and he's called Nuno Ferreira, he's 33 years old and he has been accused by corruption, assault at a bank, murder of a people in Noleska, and he was one of the responsibles for the terrorist attack of one of the film studios in Noleska, in the Iglesian Archipelago, in 1994. For now, the Investigation Police doesn't know where is he.

So, what are we waiting behind this big stage door?

Well, the other songs need to be performed first...

Other songs? Aren't i'm supposed to be the main singer here?

No, you're just our entry. Our latest attempt at not last place.

So, this is the WorldVision, isn't it?

Yeah, it is. But since we kept you down until your performance slot, you can't do anything now! (Laska is tossed onto the stage, the door is locked behind her.)

----

Sariyzki san ka braska
Siriniki Impriskinaszki

Szips, szips, cizki szips afnaszki fane szips
Sore, end sol brask mor

Sariyzki sao nu
Lu lu lud seyana
Gold sezer
Sayaneszki

Sariyzki san ka Sarinezki
trili, tili, san vaysones

What's the next line?

...

You, know, i'm not singing anymore! I didn't chose to do this!

(Laska searches the stage of another exit, but does not find one. Eventually, a contest security notices that the singer has been on the stage for too long (10 minute) and the door is opened)

And now... where are the people who brought me here?

The confused applause died down and the audience waited expectantly for the Wentland act. Tapes had not been released of the Wentland competition and the pierrot's appearance was considered almost exotic.

The orchestra in the pit were confused. The act was about to start and they had been given no music. Were they to do nothing? An a capella entry?

The Mime stood still in the middle of the stage, finger to lips.

There was a giggle or two.

The Mime frowned and shook his head.

He then executed a complicated manoeuvre involving two stripes, the colour blue and a proud salute. The interpreter knew what he meant. "Put the subtitles on! He's talking about Wentland!"

The Mime heard this, smiled and nodded.

He then proceeded to portray various different styles of music. A windmill arm action for heavy metal guitar, a fat soprano, headphones and a DJ scratching motion, finger in ear dancing around an imaginary pole, a bouncing strut. After every one of these he frowned and mimed telling off the perpetrator.

Still there was no sound.

The interpreter was working hard. "Metal was rejected, opera rejected...dance rejected...folk rejected...ska rejected. All the entries were rejected."

The Mime put his thumb up. Then he mimed a set of votes, and a committee meeting, playing the part of every member.

"The WBC decided to have a meeting. At that meeting they had an agenda of various items, involving...staff headcount reductions, a new goldfish bowl, something to do with pickle and...yes...entering no song at all."

The Mime was now in a frenzy of activity. Hands a-whir, he could barely be seen on stage.

"Which is where the Mime comes in. He suggested that to subvert the whole nature of music it would be better for a pause to be entered, with music represented as an absence of sound, the emphasis on the pause rather than the tones, as without silence there would be no music. You need something not to be there for everything else to be special."

The Mime nodded excitedly.

"And, as he was willing to cover his own expenses, they agreed to send him."

The Mime nodded and collapsed in a heap.

"And that's the end of the song, well, silence."

The audience stared in boggle-eyed wonder. They had not seen the subtitles.

"Which is where the Mime comes in. He suggested that to subvert the whole nature of music it would be better for a pause to be entered, with music represented as an absence of sound, the emphasis on the pause rather than the tones, as without silence there would be no music. You need something not to be there for everything else to be special."

The Mime nodded excitedly.

"And, as he was willing to cover his own expenses, they agreed to send him."

The Mime nodded and collapsed in a heap.

"And that's the end of the song, well, silence."

The audience stared in boggle-eyed wonder. They had not seen the subtitles.

The presenters of Bears Armed's programme are now talking to each other, on-screen.

"Well Alasbearr, that was certainly... 'different'."

"Different indeed, Urra. I wonder how the audiences will respond to it, in Bears Armed and in all of the other nations where voting will take place: somehow I don't see it gaining many points... ;)"

"Oh, I don't know: after all, some people might think that it made a pleasant change from having to sit through yet another song in one human language or another."

"Urra!"

"Joking, Alsabearr, just joking..."

"Oh."


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OOC: ROFL... :D

*Bows to the roleplaying greatness that is Wentland*
:hail::hail::hail:

OOC: Apologies for missing my own target - RL has been incredibly hectic lately, much more so than I expected. I finally had the time today to sit down and do nothing but focus on songwriting. Here goes:


With the entry from Wentland now performed, the stage darkened for a few moments while Cerulean, the band representing Ruccola, took to the stage, along with their instruments. Once the presenters announced that Ruccola was next, cheering and applause erupted from the many Ruccolians in the crowd, who had made the trip out to Cafundéu to witness their country's debut performance. Vigorously waving Ruccolian flags and banners, they watched as the stage lighting revealed the six members of the band: Damiano, the lead singer, on keyboard, Alina on violin, Giulio on dizi (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e0/Dizi(F).jpg), a type of flute, Keira on guitar, Josh on drums and Heather on guzheng (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guzheng).

Wearing complementary smart casual costumes, they launched into a slow, melancholic melody, with the stringed instruments providing the basis of their song's introduction. After a crescendo making full use of all instruments available, Damiano began singing in his rich and soulful voice:

Eastward bound, out over rooftops
Darkened skies give way to lights
Blazing in the distance, the moon
Covers all with its presence

A symbol of the past, of joy and love, all left behind
Thousands of miles, a world away

The rest of the group then join him in harmony, each with their own part:

Lantern in the sky, bathing me in light
Shining on my wounds
Unseen, in pain

Damiano resumes his solo to close the first chorus and progress to the rest of the song, with an instrumental before the second verse:

Bring me back, to the place where I belong

Oh, this land I thought was mine
Only adds to my sorrow

In flux, I ask
Who am I? What am I?
Overwhelming
Emotions fall as tears

The day has come, eight moons and fifteen nights
No heart to give, no voice to sing
Untouched, this symbol lies

Coursing through my veins, I can't describe
This emptiness, this grief
This loss I bear
Once taken for granted, I now see

Lantern in the sky, bathing me in light
Shining on my wounds
Unseen, in pain
Bring me back, to the place where I belong

The song now at its end, they gave a collective bow and left the stage, as the audience heartily applauded their efforts.

OOC: RL has been more hectic than planned, so I am to withdraw the Empire from this contest.

A single spotlight comes on, and the light slowly moves from the side of the stage to fall upon a grand piano, where a stylish, tuxedo-clad man sits, lit cigarette dangling from his lips.

He starts to play some light jazz.

A second spotlight comes on, lighting up the single most beautiful woman the heterosexual humanoids in the audience have ever seen (gays, lesbians, and ursines may have other ideas).

Lauren's clad in clingy long red dress that somehow manages to be simultaneously demure and devastatingly sexy.

She starts walking to the piano while singing along wordlessly to Humph's piano playing.

"Doo, doo, be doo.

Dee dum de doo.

Doo be, doo be,

Dum dee do doo."

She drapes herself seductively across the piano, and stares sultrily into Humph's eyes.

"Hi, Humph" she says "like what you see?"

"You wanna see a little bit more?"

Humph smiles, but doesn't stop playing.

Lauren starts singing.

"You can see just enough for me to say 'no' if I feel like it
You can have it if you want it...
But You wouldn't take anything
From anybody would you?...

You know, Humph, you're not hard to figure.
Only at times, only at times.
Sometimes I know exactly what you're going to say -
Most of the time. Most of the time.

The other times you're just a stinker.

You know you don't have to act with me, Humph.
You don't have to say anything
You don't have to do anything.
Not a thing, not a thing.

Oh, maybe just whistle.

You know how to whistle, don't you, Humph?
You just put your lips together - and blow."

She takes the cigarette from Humph's lips, takes a puff, and blows a smoke ring into Humph's face.

Humph starts to whistle.

Lauren lies back on the piano, runs her hands down her body from just below her breasts to her waist, and harmonizes with:

"That's right, Humph, you do know how to whistle.
You just put your lips together - and blow."

The song ends.

The two spotlights immediately go out.

Every heterosexual man in the audience lets out a deep breath.

Light Flashes. The Six Burinators of Heaven, one singer, two guitarists, one bassist, one pianist playing a keyboard and one drummer are standing on the stage, looking rather not in their element. They're dressed in black, all with long hair, ready to headbang with it. The singer of the band, Joseph, starts the song with his semi-acoustic guitar. The keyboard player joins in with a mellow tune, while the rest of the band just listens.

Oh baby
It's been a while
Yeah baby
You made me smile
But that was long ago
Times have changed you know
It is time to say goodbye
I will kill you tonight

Joseph smacks his guitar and the rest of the band begins to play their heavy metal music, with the keyboard player switching to an organ like sound. The bass player, Greg, joins Joseph in a long scream, followed by the refrain and chorus.

Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahw!

The time is ripe
You won’t survive
This night
Is mine
I will kill you
Tonight

I’ve been planning this for long
I know you think this is wrong
But it’s too late to retreat
This makes the circle complete

Tonight someone’s blood will flow
It will be yours as you know
Maybe it is wrong to do
But baby it’s the best f’you

The time is ripe
You won’t survive
This night [this night]
Is mine [is mine]
I will kill you
Tonight

Joseph and Greg burst into another grunt before the next chorus.

It’s not that I don’t love you
It’s just that your time has come
It’s not that I feel hate for you
It’s just what you have become

The music calms down a bit, falling from heavy metal to hard rock, for the bridge.

You’ve made your mistakes
And so did I [so did I]
This is our farewell
Our last goodbye [last goodbye]
I have to kill you
There will be blood [will be blood]
I’m sorry my love
But you’re no good [no good]

Lights flash and firework explodes, for the last part of the song, the repeat of the refrain twice.

Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaahw!

The time is ripe
You won’t survive
This night
Is mine
I will kill you
Tonight

The time is ripe
You won’t survive
This night [this night]
Is mine [is mine]
I will kill you
Tonight

Joseph and Greg close the refrain with a final scream and the band ends the song with an outro, which slowly cuts off all the instruments, ending with only one guitar before the lights fading out. The crowd is left astonished, with a few metal fans still going out of their mind.

OOC: The Holy Empire and Nethertopia later. I fell asleep.

Niewienski: So first off, we had Wijaska Island. Laska Jazminki. Saryzki. And we only got to...

Scianawski: Actually, no, first off we had Rejistania entry. They just chose it last minute.

Niewienski: Okay... so we actually have Rejistania singing in English for a change, that's a surprise. Although the lyrics are still typical rejistanian stuff...

Scianawski: Well, if Rejistania ever sings about anything else... This seems to be their style of music, so it's not surprising that this is what they get after choosing at last minute?

Niewienski: Yeah, and then, who we get, we don't know. Wijaska got like 500 different singers trying to do one song. And yet they still all got better lights then Valeneska. Did this Word ask to be left in the dark?

Scianawski: Probably. Maybe it's supposed to be some sort of statement against the weird shows from other countries...

Niewienski: Well, at least we didn't have to look at him. But he could have refused to perform, like the Wijaska singer...

Scianawski: Well, he chose to perform. Wijaska's singer was forced onto the stage.

Niewienski: Okay, yeah, but it's still good that they gave us some sort of break. She just put her mic down and tried to get off the stage.

Scianwski: No, that was Wentland, who heard nothing from.They'll be getting my twelve points. I don't get he clown though...

Niewienski: Nether did I. Look at the crowd. No-one got it. For most of us, this was a time to give our ears a much-needed break before hearing another "normal" WorldVision song, Ruccola. Cerulean. Under A Full Moon.

Scianawski: Yeah, back to WorldVision... I was starting to enjoy not having to hear anything. Although it's just one song in this segment, and we're getting pretty close to the end! And as for the song...

Niewienski: Well, it sounds like some kind of astrological or religious stuff. They're praying to the full moon or something.

Scianawski: So they think some giant space rock is going to get them out of the WorldVision stage? WTF? How to they come up witht his stuff. We didn't even get to seem them kill a chicken in this one!

WTV Back Office

So, what do you say we do with the Holy Empire entry?

Well, it's not the worst song we've had so far, but it's still rather... out of place. The whole song is about whistling, or something. I guess 5 points at most.

Ii'm not too sure of that. Didn't we say Zwangzug would get 5 points?

Are we sure of anything? Who gets 12 points?

No idea...

Are we sure of anything??

Well, we know we can't give any points to our own entry. Also, I don't think it makes any sense to give Points to Taeshan or Nethertopia. Maybe Nethertopia gets one, but-

Okay, who's idea was it to have me do WorldVision?

Well, we did terrible last time, we felt we needed an actual popular singer, so that the people voted for us. But YOU had to go and mess it up!

Well, you should have chosen another popular singer. I'm not doing WorldVision!

You alreay were up there. But then, you stood there, you wouldn't sing, you betrayed your country. And that's not my fault, that's YOURS!

And how did this start? Oh yeah, I wasn't doing WorldVision! So what were you expecting to see?

With songs from 17 countries from 20 confirmed posted, it is time to open the voting process.

The 3 nations that still didn't post their songs had received a TG the day before yesterday with a last warning, and they have only until the first votes (1 "vote" post) to post a song, otherwise they'll be eliminated.

So it's time to vote!

Ok so how do we vote? (that part I'm not that clear on)

Ok so how do we vote? (that part I'm not that clear on)

Each country should award twelve points to their favorite foreign song (no points for your own,) ten to their next favorite, eight for third place, seven for fourth, and decreasing one by one down to one point.

an example vote would be:

(Pulled from WorldVision 2)
12 - Bazalonia
10 - Khenas
08 - Rejistania
07 - Zwangzug
06 - Lerasia
05 - The Freethinkers
04 - Wentland
03 - Edward City
02 - Swilatia
01 - St.Samuel
(All the counries get 0)

All votes are posted in the thread.

Live from LOS VIENTOS, in the IGLESIAN ARCHIPELAGO (IGTV1)

Maria Figueiredo: Good evening everyone in the World and welcome to the WorldVision Song Contest 7.

João Daniel: Here, in the Iglesian Archipelago, we have already the votes and then we will start the counting.

MF: So, one point goes to...

JD: ...Ruccola!

MF: Two points go to...

JD: ...Zwangzug!

MF: Three points go to...

JD: ...Rejistania!

MF: Four points go to...

JD: ...Valeneska!

MF: Five points go to...

JD: ...Cafundéu!

MF: Six points go to...

JD: ...Kura-Pelland!

MF: Seven points go to...

JD: ...Swilatia!

MF: Eight points go to...

JD: ...Bears Armed!

MF: Nine points go to...

JD: ...Nethertopia!

MF: Ten points go to...

JD: ...Terreiro de Ogum!

MF: And finally, TWELVE points go to...

JD: ...Alasdair I Frosticus!!!!!

(OOC: nine points for the Burinators? If I'm correct, that's not possible...)

Harm: "Hello there, this is Nethertopia calling! We would like to thank all the participating countries for either their wonderful songs, or at least the entertainment they have given us. Our voting system consists of 25% votes of a professional jury, consisting out of Nethertopian singers, producers and other musical experts. The remaining 75% is televoting, through e-mails, phone calls and text messages. We have counted our votes and boy, have we got a list for you! We were surprised by the songs in this list, but it turned out very fine. I'll now start giving out the points.

Our first point goes to Zwangug.

Our two points go Cafundéu.

Next up are our three points, they're going to... Alexandrian Ptolemais!

Four points for Wetland!

Five points for... Wavispa!

We're halfway now... Six points go to Iglesian Archipelago!!

Seven points go to... Qazox!!

Eight points go to... Wijaska Island!!!

Second place in Nethertopia, thus gaining ten points, is.. Bears Armed!!!

And finally, twelve points go to...

...

Swilatia! Good luck to the rest of you!"

And now we go live to a feed from another reality - yes, it's the result of the Holy Empire vote, all the way from the Dreamed Realm.

Boa noite Cafundéu! We're just so excited to have been part of this amazing competition. This is just so amazing and exciting. I'm Basil.

And I'm Theo! And here are the results of the Holy Empire vote.

Swilatia one point.

Swilatia um ponto.

Kura-Pelland two points.

Kura-Pelland dois pontos.

Ruccola three points.

Ruccola três pontos.

Rejistania four points.

Rejistania quatro pontos.

Cafundéu five points.

Cafundéu cinco pontos.

And now our top five nations. Did I mention that this is really, really exciting, Basil?

Not to mention amazing, Theo!

In fifth place, it's those craaaaazy chicken-sacrificing syncretic religion watchamacalits from Terreiro de Ogum with six points!

Terreiro de Ogum seis pontos.

In fourth place is an under-rated little number from a nation that really won the hearts of the five year old boy vote - those craaaaaaazy guys Elastic Finger, Dead Chicken, and their Brothers Sven and Wolfgang from Taeshan, with seven points!

Taeshan sete pontos.

In third place - and this is getting so exciting and amazing - the death metal vote goes to Nethertopia's craaaaazy Burninators of Heaven, with eight points.

Nethertopia oito pontos.

In second place, in a performance so breathtakingly original, it was bound to touch the heart of every resident of the Dreamed Realm, especially those Orthodox Monks in search of constant silence, it's the craaaaaazy mime from Wentland, with ten points!

Wentland dez pontos.

Which means that the twelve points from the Holy Empire go to....

Go to....

This is so exciting....

And amazing.....

Those sensible and not all crazy ursines from....

BEARS ARMED!!!!!!

Ursos com braços doze pontos.


Mush-a-room, sausages, herbal cha,
Toast for my supper, oh;
Toast for my supper, oh _
There’s honey in the jar.

(OOC: nine points for the Burinators? If I'm correct, that's not possible...)


OOC: It isn't. Iglesian Archipelago's voted for eleven nations. The simplest thing to do is to remove Ruccola from the vote, and then subtract one point for everyone from Zwangzug and Nethertopia. Points for Terreiro de Ogum and AIF/the Holy Empire would remain unchanged.

Apologies for the Babelfish Portuguese in the previous post, BTW. If it's appalling, feel free to RP a response - it was my personal choice to translate 'Bears Armed' as 'Bears with arms', though.

You have got to bwe kidding me AIf. Really.

Niewienski: So it's finally over. Last two songs were The Holy Empire, who were singing out instructions on how to whistle. And then, Nethertopia, threatening to kill us in our sleep.

Scianawski: Well, since we're so far in, it's getting difficult to come up with stuff to say about the song. Wiadzase and Jawalski had it easier, back then it was only 14 countries. But if they're going to kill the entire audience in their sleep, how do they do that?

Niewienski: Well, they find out where we live, and they start coming to us, one by one, and they might eventually finish us all.

Scianawski: In one night?

Niewienski: Well, that is a bit unrealistic. But this is WorldVision. And all the stuff that happened tonight... We've had a girl preting to be a rockstar and a princess, despite being neither, we've had an Iglesian girl singing in Spanish and Engrish.

Scianawski: No, it was Portuguese and English. We don't want them to phone in and complain about or mistake again?

Niewienski: Fine. Portuguese. But that second part can not be real English. Seriously, come live the nature?

Scianawski: Yeah, we could have just said that. Then we have Zwangzug trying on different hats, Qazox singing about a girl called Jenny, or something, Valeneska rapping on a dark stage, Kura-Pelland telling us about places in the world, and we're doing karaoke.

Niewienski: Well, our national thing is too much of a music video contest. Anyway, next we have Cafundeu singing a long song that might be about insanity, but I don't want to re-read the lyrics. Then a group of talking, and then eventually singing, bears about honey or something.

Scianawski: Well, those snooze-fests were made up for later. Terreiro de Ogum is Sacrificing a chicken. Then Teashan is singing a song that had to be written by a little boy who didn't even get homeshooled. Rejistania gives us an improvised last minute entry, Wijaska Island ends up showing off their pre-recorded orchestration because the singer doesn't want to sing.

Niewienski: Well, the singer didn't choose to sing. They just stood there. hen Wentland's singer also stood there, but that was planned. Finally, we have a Chinese Moon Ritual, whistling lessons, and Nethertopia wants to kill us. Now all that's left is the voting!

Scianawski: So, we have our first votes, from Iglesian Archipelago, you can see them on the screen, we're doing it live...

Niewienski: Okay, so, why is she screaming louder for each song. We don't care who you gvie seven points to

Scianawski: Yeah we do! It's just not as important as the twelve points. Now what we don't care is who you give nine points to. You're not supposed to give nine points to any-one!

Niewienski: And twelve points to Alasdair I Frosticus? I guess they mean the Holy Empire. Next up, the votes from Nethertopia. The guys who want to kill us. And the rest of the audience, so who do they give twelve points to?

Scianwaski: No idea, but they seem to be doing the rest of the points all to well. They even say, go, not goes. Even our guys get that one wrong. And now, we got twelve points! Not sure if we deserved them, but it's good to win something.

Niewienski: Yeah. It's too bad we'll never win the contest, what are the odds of us ever winning. We have The Holy Empire now, and they only gave us one point.

Scianawski: Okay, why are these guys talking in Potuguese as well? Is it about Cafundeu? Iglesias? What?

Niewienski: Probably because the contest in Cafundeu. Any-way, we're getting close to their 12, we'll shut up now because they have their opinions on the songs.

Scianawski: So, okay, the five year old boys are voting for Taeshan. Okay, now we know their whole story... and 12 to Bears Armed. It's okay, Basil. You don't need to audition.

Niewienski: And now, the Standings. We may have made a few miscalculations, but whatever.


Bears Armed 29 Qazox 7
Swilatia 19 Taeshan 7
Nethertopia 16 Iglesian Archipelago 6
Terreiro de Ogum 16 Rejistania 6
Wentland 14 Wavispa 5
The Holy Empire 12 Ruccola 3
Cafundeu 11 Valeneska 3
Kura Pelland 8 Zwangzug 2
Wijaska Island 8

Niewienski: So, we've adjusted them a bit because of techinical limitations... We just have slots for 1 to 8, 10, and 12, Iglesian Archipelago gave a nine-point vote, and Nethertopia gave points to a country that did not perform.

Scianawski: So, in first place we have Bears armed, although hopefully that will change soon enough. We're in second, Nethertopia and Terreiro the Ogum are tied for fourth. Right now the honour of last place is With Zwangzug, who only has 2 points.

Hi Cafundeu! And every-one else! I'm Laska Jazminki, i don't talk good English, and I made these points up myself. But whatever! Here is the Points of the Wijaska Island jury!... aka myself.

One point to Taeshan and the Doritos thing
Two point to Iglesian Archipelago and the Spanish thing
Three point to Wentland and the Silent thing
Four point to Valeneska and the Dark thing
Five point to Zwangzug and the Hat thing
Six point to Rejistania and the Peace thing
Seven point to Holy Empire and the Whistle thing
Eight point to Nethertopia and the Metal thing
Ten point to Swilatia and the Karaoke thing
Twelve point to Wavispa and the Princess thing!

QBS
Watching you, watching us.

Catie Kouric: And now Qazox' vote for WorldVision 7:


1 point for: Bears Armed - Honey in the Jar, by Fishbone Harp.
2 points for: Nethertopia - I Will Kill You in Your Sleep Tonight, by Burninators of Heaven.
3 points for: Swilatia - 33 Minutes, by Biało Niebieskie.
4 points for: Valeneska - Black and White, by Word.
5 points for: Wavispa - Rock Princess, by Umbrella Days.
6 points for: Ruccola - Under a Full Moon, by Cerulean.
7 points for: Terreiro de Ogum - Holy Paranauê, by Pai Francisco de Iemanjá.
8 points for: Iglesian Archipelago - Sol e Sombra, by Mariana Silva.
10 points for: Cafundeu - The Asylum, by Abyss Bank.
12 points for: Kura Pelland - This World Does Have A Place For You, by The Bentley Quartet.

(ooc: No one likes my song :()

Wavispa Televoting Results
12 - Swilatia
10 - Nethertopia
08 - Rejistania
07 - Kura-Pelland
06 - The Holy Empire
05 - Ruccola
04 - Taeshan
03 - Qazox
02 - Wijaska Island
01 - Terreiro de Ogum

00 - Valeneska
00 - Iglesian Archipelago
00 - Cafundeu
00 - Bears Armed
00 - Zwangzug

Niewienski: So, next up to give their votes, Wijaska Island! So, here they are. And the votes are being given by the country's singer?

Scianawski: Well, allmost singer. She didn't want to sing the song. And now she must have stormed the back office or something.

Niewienski: Obviously, since there was no chance for a professional jury to come up with a vote. and...

Scianawski: Twelve points to Wavispa?

Niewienski: I guess she just didn't know what she was voting for, when she doesn't even know the names of the songs.

Scianwski: No, most of the descriptions are spot-on. Others aren't, but whatever. These were decided last minute. Next up: Qazox.

Niewienski "And now Qazox vote for WorldVision 7"... not really the most descriptive intro.

Scianawski: Well, we don't need to know every-one's capital. Or personality quirks, or how much they liked the show. At least this one knows the titles of the songs they're voting for.

Niewienski: Still, that's not the important part. Most of these people are just presenting votes, not coming up with them. Now what does matter is rembering that you can't give 9 points to any-one.

Scianawski: Yeah, it's just 8, 10, and 12 points to... Kura-Pelland. This World Has A Place for You, or something. Maybe they forgot rejistania was partcipating this year, so they just voted for the next best thing.

Niewienski: No, it's bit different. People usually expect Rejistania to sing in a foreign language. Kura-Pelland on the other hand is alway screaming out we are together, or something. But whatever. Next up. Wavispa.

Scianawski: So, this one is pretty dry, we have a country of weird shows and fights between the two presenters, and all we see this time is "Wavispa Televoting Results" And that by some miracle we get 12 points, you know, we might actually end up winning this thing.

Niewienski: Yeah, they just flash it all up. And they even show us who got zero points. But what happened to Wentland? Did Wavispa not let it's people vote for Wentland?

Scianawski: Why would any-one vote for Wentland? They have no chance of Winning the contest this year, just like last-placed Zwangzug. Just look at the standings...


Swilatia 44 Wentland 17
Nethertopia 36 Iglesian Archipelago 16
Bears Armed 30 Ruccola 14
Kura Pelland 26 Taeshan 12
The Holy Empire 25 Valeneska 11
Terreiro de Ogum 24 Qazox 10
Wavispa 22 Wijaska Island 10
Cafundeu 21 Zwangzug 7
Rejistania 20

Niewienski: So, there's a lot less ties now, so we can actually talk more about who's in what position. We have a bit of a lead now, then Nethertopia is in second, and the singing bears are in third, and the last country to get the silver is Kura-Pelland, currently in fourth. Zwangzug is still last, despite actually getting points from a country.

'Over to Kura-Pelland!' The Kura-Pellandi televote is presented by a now-slightly-more-feminine Yvette Winston. She's even wearing a dress!

'I thank you all for putting on such a spectacular show, and for treating us once again to an incredible variety of performances!' That sums it up... enough of the platitudes, let's just get to the scores.

Zwangzug 12
Iglesian Archipelago 10
Qazox 8
Bears Armed 7
Ruccola 6
Cafundeu 5
Valeneska 4
Rejistania 3
Wavispa 2
The Holy Empire 1

Hello Cafundeu, and thanks for every-one in this great show. This is Sarenaski calling, with the results of the Valeneska Televote.

One point goes to Iglesian Archipelago

Two points go to Zwangzug

Three points go to Bears Armed

Four points go to Wentland

Five points go to Cafundeu

Six points go to Nethertopia

Seven points go to Wavispa

Eight points go to Rejistania

Ten points go to our favourite chicken-sacrificing religious wackos, Terreiro de Ogum.

And fnally, our twelve points go to... Swilatia!

I will announce that Mariana Silva is high and there isn't danger of dying.

A very old person appears at the door of the Opala Hall to talk to the media and to the organizators of WorldVision. He is the head of the Cafundéu's Musicians Guild (Sindicato dos Músicos e Artistas Musicais de Cafundéu - SIMAMC), the experienced (but already retired) singer Ananias Barcellos, and he has Cafundéu's votes, which also represent Terreiro de Ogum's. This happened because Terreiro's representative was arrested for injuring animals, and was unable to send his votes. So, Terreiro de Ogum won't have a vote, only Cafundéu. Ananias explains the situation to the reporters and then gets prepared to reveal the votes:

"Well, well, well, it's time to hear the host country's opinion about the songs. Of course we can't vote for Terreiro de Ogum too, as our guild is pretty close to them."

"So, with no more speeches or further delay, I announce Cafundéu's votes:"

He starts reading a small piece of paper, with some difficulty:

"One point to Kura-Pelland."

"Two to... Wabiska... no, I mean, Wavispa."

"Three to Qazox."

"Four to Swilatia."

"Five to Taichichuan... err... Taeshan."

"Six goes to Alas... oh, The Holy Empire, I mean."

"Seven points to Valeneska... did I get this right?"

"Our vote for eight points goes to Zzwambgdzugs... someone correct me, please... (hears something)... ah, okay, Zwangzug."

"Ten points to Bears with Arms... no, it is Bears Armed? But The Holy Empire representative said Ursos com Braços não Ursos Armados! So it is Bears with Arms! Okay, if you say, then ten points to Bears Armed."

"So, finally the first placed, which will receive twelve points, it is Nethertopia, although this time it isn't a commercial song like Bazalonia's last or have a Funk Freak... but it was the one we liked the most."

"...Bostopian music fans reportedly devastated after Alexandrian Ptolemais's withdrawal."

"But the results are in from Zwangzug voting, so here we go."

"One point to...the Burninators of Heaven! Because who doesn't love burnination?"

"Me."

"Pfft. You don't count. Awesome song, deserved more."

"Two points go to the bilingual stylings of Mariana Silva!"

"Yeah, because we don't have enough Portuguese going around as it is."

"With three points, the mime!"

"Only three? Those dudes from Sorthern Northland got twelve."

"That was WorldVision 3, though."

"Which one sucked worse? I can't remember."

"Four points go to Biało Niebieskie's...um..."

"Vaguely existentialistish irony on the meaninglessness of modernity?"

"I have no idea what you just said. But I have no idea what the song was about, so you're probably right."

"Of course I am. Good song, too."

"Five points go to Pai Francisco de Iemanjá."

"Yeah, what was the rubber chicken about?"

"A ritual symbolic in Pai Francisco's cultural heritage. Obviously."

"Because it's all subjective based on the voters' preferences, there's really no room for random numbers or anything."

"Whatever. Six points go to the, um, performer, who, uh,"

"Comes from Rejistania?"

"Perhaps. Who really knows, these days?"

"Not me."

"We'll have the top four right after this analysis."

Cut to the two pundits at the funny desk!

"So do you think the twelve from Kura-Pelland will keep Zwangzug from falling from first place to last?"

"Yeah, probably."

"How insightful."

"Well, what's there to overanalyze?"

"Sol e Sombra?"

"Doesn't work, I tried."

"Okay...has to be The Bentley Quartet then."

"Ooh! Does Helena use the same range as Gremer?"

"And then some-she's got a low F sharp, too."

"Nice!"

"I still love Gremer's range, though."

"Why?"

"Because it forces a different key."

"I thought it was our graphic that forced the key?"

"Nah. I'm just sick of songs that start on C and end on F, all our songs start on so and end on do."

"No they don't."

"Oh yeah? What about "The Pendulum"?"

"What about it?"

"What does it start on?"

"G."

"And what does it end on?"

"C."

"There you go."

"Well at least it's not C and F."

"Okay, "Scene of the Pain". What did it start on?"

"C."

"And what did it end on?"

"F."

"Exactly."

"Well, before that there was "Happy Boredday"."

"Perfect! What did it start on?"

"C."

"And what did it end on?"

"G! Oh yeah! Take that!"

"...Yes. You're right. "Happy Boredday" did end on G."

"What now, huh?"

"What was there right before the last verse?"

"The most boring drum break in the history of drum breaks?"

"Well, yeah. Besides that."

"Um...uh...one of those things where you take it up a step for the final verse!"

"Very good. And had it not been for that, on what note would it have ended?"

"...F. ...F. Just...F."

"Tut, tut. We have bleepinators for that sort of thing, you know."

"...Let's go back to the voting."

Back to the two other guys.

"Receiving seven points from Zwangzug will be...speaking of which, Kura-Pelland!"

"Who gets eight?"

"The profoundly hair-endowed..."

"...people..."

"of Bears Armed!"

"Great instrumentation, nice audience participation too."

"And ten points go to...this happened last time around didn't it."

"What did?"

"I forgot how weird our voters' tastes are."

"Word."

"...are you trying to be gangster?"

"No, I'm just telling you who got the ten points."

"Okay, because you'd make a lousy gangster."

"With twelve points, in a landslide, is a brilliant lyrical rendition of an all too meaningful message."

"Not to mention their country had to put up with all the others. Congratulations, Cafundéu!"

Cafundéu 12
Valeneska 10
Bears Armed 8
Kura-Pelland 7
Rejistania 6
Terreiro do Ogum 5
Swilatia 4
Wentland 3
Iglesian Archipelago 2
Nethertopia 1

Niewienski: Now, Kura-Pelland. Same show as always, great show, incredible performances, not really, same stuff as the other guy. And now she kills off all the supsense by telling the 12 points first.

Scianawski: Well, we see swho they give one point or something. Or who gets zero. Valeneska did that.

Niewienski: No, they're not even doing that. Next time, if it helps you to remember the order you're supposed to read it, flip your card upside-down.

Scianawski: So, now Valeneska, they start off the same and such, and right off we hear the one point country, Iglesian Archipelago. At least this one does it in the right order.

Niewienski: Yeah, and we get to take a closer look at who gets the 12. And it's... us??

Scianawski: Well, they're right next to us, so it might not be a surprise. But we're so far the only country to get 12 from more then one country.

Niewienski: Well, that's because we barely started the voting.

Scianawski: No, we're half done already.

Niewienski: Good, I'm not sure how much longer I can take. And now, Cafundeu. And Terreiro de Ogum. In one vote. So that means only 16 votes, we're less to go through.

Scianawski: Yeah, so, Terreiro gets 0 from cafundeu, even though they're so close together and everything. Are they also going to give their other zero's, and not recognise the Wentland entry?

Niewienski: No, we alreay have their one point, Nethertopia? Seriosuly, who doesn't like burnination?

Scianawski: Well, it's harder to like something after you've been subjected to 2 hours of other music. So, we'll be back?

Niewienski: Yeah, just what we needed, a commercial break in the middle of some-one's votes.

Scianawski: Commercial break? I thought they were talking about some sort of analysis.

Niewienski: Yeah, they will, but many of us won't care, so the SBC has decided to fill this with er, movie trailers, or something.

Scianawski: Whatever. Either way we don't have to cover it.

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Niewienski: So, we're back now, after all the commercials, or if you switched to the cultural version of the WorldVision broadcast, fun with numbers. Baisically, It was mostly about earlier WorldVision entries, and how Kura-Pelland will be seen as heroes in Zwangzug, and war-criminals in Wijaska.

Scianawski: So, now, the rest of the vote. So now they're sort of repaying the favour to Kura-Pelland. And pretending to be gangsters, and givng high points to Valeneska.

Niewienski: No, that's just 10 points. 12 goes to Cafundeu. And let's see what results that leaves us with...


Swilatia 64 Valeneska 32
Bears Armed 58 Zwangzug 29
Nethertopia 55 Iglesian Archipelago 29
Cafundeu 43 Wentland 24
Terreiro de Ogum 39 Qazox 21
Rejistania 37 Ruccola 20
Kura Pelland 34 Taeshan 17
Wavispa 33 Wijaska Island 10
The Holy Empire 32

Scianawski: So we're still in the lead, although starting to fall back. Bears Armed is six points beind in second, Nethertopia in third, Cafundeu in fourth. Zwangzug has gone up more then a few spots, instead, Wijaska Island is last place, again. They'll really get pissed off when they see this, if any-one in the back office is still alive.

The screen now features a split view, showing Bears Armed’s two pairs of presenters — Urra and Alasbearr at the contest itself, and Urrthro and Silver back at the BABC studios in ‘Council Groves’ (their nation’s capital city) — facing each other.

(Alasbearr)
“So, we’ve now seen and heard — well, in one case, only ‘seen’ — sixteen out of the seventeen entries that actually made it to this Final, and the voting has begun. While we’re waiting for the results to be tallied, let’s take a brief look at each of those songs once again…”
(Silver
“Excuse me, Alasbearr, but what happened to the seventeenth of the entries that got here?”
(Alasbearr)
“A sudden case of extreme stage-fright on the part of its singer, I think. Anyway_
Firstly, from the nation of Wavispa, came ‘Umbrella Days’ with a song by the title of ‘Rock Princess’.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act.)
(Urra)
“Simple and repetitive lyrics, all about how the singer is going to be famous… without providing any proof that she deserves to be…”

(Alasbearr)
“And then, from the Iglesian Archipelago, Mariana Silva singing ‘Sol e Sombra’.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act.)
(Urra)
“A pleasant song, and well sung, but we’ll have to see whether the fact that she felt enough culture-pride* to sing it in her native ‘Portuguese’ language as well as in the more commonly used English pleased more of our jury than having to sit through two renditions in human languages — and with the first of those in a tongue that nobody back home actually understands — rather than just the one version upset.”
(Silver)“And, of course, we convey our best wishes to Mariana for her recovery from that dreadful attack…”

(Alasbearr)
“From the nation of Zwangzug, Teagan Gremer with a jaunty ditty entitled ‘Hats’.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act.)
(Urra)
“Entertaining words, a nice and lively tune, and then that amusing business with those changes of head-wear; possibly a contender for high marks there, I thought.”

(Alasbearr)
“From the nation of Qazox, Henritta Guyson singing a rather mournful song with the rather misleading title of ‘Qazian Anthem 1945’.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act.)
(Urra)
“And singing it very well, again, and to a sweet tune at that: I think that this, and the sentiments expressed in the words, might lead to it doing quite well amongst our juries too.”

(Alasbearr)
“From the nation of Valeneska, ‘Black and White’, by ‘Word’. Not really a song, more of a ‘Harkju’-chant, but apparently the organisers’ definitions allowed its inclusion anyway.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act.)
(Urra)
“Although it seemed at first hearing to be mainly about its chanter’s personal insecurities, I wonder whether the ‘Is this Real, or just a Dream’ message might appeal to the more metaphysically-inclined members of our juries? I can’t see it scoring very well if that doesn’t happen…”

(Alasbearr)
“From the nation of Kura-Pelland, The Bentley Quartet came to sing ‘This World Does Have A Place For You’.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act.)
(Urra)
“An encouraging song, pleasantly sung, that I personally think should do well although its relatively short length and the lack of any instrumental music might reduce its success amongst our own listeners…”

(Alasbearr)
“From the nation of Swilatia — who blocked our entry into a previous Song Contest due to outright speciesism** — we then had a group called 'Bialo Niebieskie' with a song by the VERY misleading title of ’33 minutes.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act.)
(Urra)
“A confusing title, pre-recorded music, second-rate singing, and a decidedly nihilistic message: Somehow, even without] the other matter, I don’t see that one going down very well at home…”
(Silver)
“No, from what I’ve been hearing here in the studio, it will be lucky if it even makes tenth place in our results.”

(Alasbearr)
“And from the nation of Cafundeu a group called ‘Abyss Bank’ with their song ‘The Asylum’, by Abyss Bank.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act…)
(Urra)
“A nice tune, well-played and well-sung… but stuffed full of what I presume were cultural references that I didn’t get… and whose meaning I expect was also lost on most members of our own audience.”

(Alasbearr)
“Then, from the nation of Terreiro de Ogum, Pai Francisco de Iemanjá performing a song by the title of ‘Holy Paranauê’." (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act…)
(Urra)
“And what a performance that was! Not just a well-sung song, with a catchy tune, but an open display of culture-pride… and it looked rather like a shabearistic ritual, suggesting that our two nations might have more in common than one might otherwise expect. Let’s just hope that they weren’t working magic of some kind to sway the juries’ opinions…”

(Alasbearr)
“From the nation of Taeshan — although I wonder whether it really does reflect that country’s musical tastes, and if it does then I really pity the Taeshani people — ‘Elastic Finger, Dead Chicken, and their Brothers Sven and Wolfgang’, with ‘Cracken’. (We are shown a representative 15 seconds, abruptly cut off, of this act…)
(Urra)
“Least said the better, I think…”

(Alasbearr)
“The nation of Rejistania sent us an anonymous singer with a title-less song…” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act…)
(Urra)
“Applause for the singer’s courage in coming here and performing, solo, at such a tender age. She sang well enough, in what was apparently a plea for the end of a conflict within her homeland, but will that be enough to sway the jury?”

(Alasbearr)
“The nation of Wijaska Island sent a singer named _ Láska Jazmínki to sing us her song ‘Saríyzki’, although apparently she was unwilling to perform.” (We are shown a 30-seconds’ clip of her time on the stage, covering the point where she stopped singing & started trying to escape…)
(Urra)
“She’s clearly a very good singer, even if none of our people know the language that she was singing in, but should her nation really be allowed to try and win with a conscripted entrant?”
(Urrthro)
“No, they shouldn’t, and in fact I’ve just been handed a message from the leadership of the Order of Bairrds — who, as listeners should remember, have been organising our own country’s side of this competition — saying that they have therefore declared this entry ineligible to receive any points from our jury… but they are sending the singer herself a consolation prize, a special ‘presentation pack’ that contains one large jar each of six different varieties of special Honeys.”

(Alasbearr)
“That was followed form the entry from our friends in Wentland, ‘The Mime’ performing ‘The Silence of Sound’ which was apparently an explanation about why they hadn’t sent anybody else here instead: Not exactly a song, was it?” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act…)
(Urra)
“Not exactly, no… but maybe it might have appealed to some voters who were grateful for a break in the sequence of Human-language songs?”
(Silver)
“Listening to the jury here in this studio, we’ve discovered that some of its members are working on the assumption that this performance must have had some kind of deep spiritual significance to the performer and are actually voting for it because of that possibility…”

(Alasbearr)
“Then, from the nation of Ruccola, the group called ‘Cerulean’ with their song ‘Under a Full Moon’.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act…)
(Urra)
“A good tune, played on an unusual selection of instruments by this contest’s standards, and interesting lyrics too; it was very well-performed, and I’d say that we’re looking at a serious contender for high marks here.”

(Alasbearr)
“A nation called ‘The Holy Empire’ sent us a duo by the names of Lauren Bogart and Humphrey Baccall, to perform the number ‘Put Your Lips Together and Blow’.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act…)
(Urra)
“That was very nice music, and the singer was obviously skilled too, but the song seemed to have some under-text that might have had meaning to human listeners but was lost on me… and that I suspect most of our jury wouldn’t have understood either… which might have lowered its chance of success.”

(Alasbearr)
“And finally, from the nation of Nethertopia, there was the band ‘Burninators of Heaven with a song called ‘I Will Kill You in Your Sleep Tonight’.” (We are shown a representative 30 seconds of this act…)
(Urra)
“Well, I suppose some of our younger listeners might consider that to have been ‘music’… but I suspect that even they would have been put off by the singers’ claimed intentions…”
Call that ‘music’? Some of our younger listeners might…

(Urrthro)
“Anyway, voting has just ended and the scores are now being tallied.”
(Silver)
“And we’ll be back, with the results, after these messages…”

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(Adverts are then broadcast for ‘Seven Hills Tree-Heather Mead’, for the ‘Cute Bunny Burger Corporation’, for the ‘Sturrlusson Steamer’ road-car, for locally-based fast-food chain ‘Hot Dog!’, for ‘Eule Fluglinien’ [the national airline of neighbouring nation ‘Mikitivity’], for SmithFolk-built ‘RoadHog’ motorcycles, and for Ceoranan oranges…)

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(Urrthro)
“Well, here we are again.”
(Silver)
“And here are the results of the votes that our nation’s juries have cast for the various entries in this contest…”
(Urrthro)
“Before we list the songs to which points were awarded, just let me remind you that the competition’s rules meant that we weren’t allowed to vote for our own ‘Fishbone Harp’ and their song…”
(Silver)
“And that another five of the entries, the least popular ones here, couldn’t be given any points at all by us.”
(Urrthro)
“So anyway, here we go…”

(Urrthro and Silver)
“In last place, the untitled entry from Rejistania _
Last place, Rejistania: Rejistania, one points.

In last-but-one place, it’s ‘Word’ from Valeneska, with ‘Black and White’_
Last-but-one place, Valeneska: Valeneska, two points.

In eighth place, it’s ‘The Bentley Quartet’ from Kura-Pelland, with ‘This World Does Have A Place For You _
Eighth place, Kura-Pelland: Kura-Pelland, three points.

In seventh place, it’s Mariana Silva from the Iglesian Archipelago, with ‘Sol e Sombra’ _
Seventh place, Iglesian Archipelago: Iglesian Archipelago, four points.

In sixth place, it’s Lauren Bogart and Humphrey Bacvall from The Holy Empire, with ‘Put Your Lips Together And Blow’ _
Sixth place, The Holy Empire: The Holy Empire, five points.

In fifth place, it’s Henritta Guyson from Qazox, with ‘Qazoxian Anthem 1945’ _
Fifth place, Qazox: Qazox, six points.

In fourth place, it’s ‘The Mime’ from Wentland, with ‘The Silence Of Sound’ _
Fourth place, Wentland: Wentland, seven points.

In third place, it’s Teagan Gremer from Zwanzug, with ‘Hats’ _
Third place, Zwangzug: Zwangzug, eight points.


In second place, it’s Pai Francisco de Iemanjá from Terreiro de Ogum, with ‘Holy Paranauê’ _
Second place, Terreiro de Ogum: Terreiro de Ogum, eight-plus-two points***.



And in first place, it’s ‘Cerulean’ from Ruccola with ‘Under a Full Moon’ _
First place, Ruccola: RUCCOLA, EIGHT-PLUS-FOUR POINTS.”


(Urrthro)
“And that concludes the announcement of voting results from Bears Armed.”


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OOC

* 'Culture-pride' is probably the best translation possible for the main Ursine dialect's word 'Karr'khu', which is generally seen as having positive connotations.

** Yes, of course the Ursines tend to bear grudges... and, as several of their Clans' ancestors originally arrived in B.A. as refugees from persecution by Humans they tend to be decidely touchy about recognition as equals by Human nations anyway...

*** They normally use Base-8 arithmetic.

Hello Cafundeu, I'm Milan Sarianski, with the results of the Swilatia televote. I was part of the band Niezwykłe, you would have seen us last year, but the band kind of fell apart. Anyway, now the votes, we start with one, go up to our twelve points.

One point goes to Taeshan

Two points go to Valeneska

Three points go to The Holy Empire

Four points go to Iglesian Archipelago

Five points go to Wentland

Six points go to Cafundeu

And now for our top four.

In fourth place, we have a metal song, they want to kill us in our sleep, but before they do,

Seven points go to Nethertopia

In third place, with no name, no practice, and no lights, but we still have a WorldVision song...

Eight points go to Rejistania

Second place, she's a rock princess and she'll rule forever,

Ten points go to Wavispa. Rock on.

And finally, first place, this may seem strange to some, but then, many of you voted for it,
Twelve points from Swilatia go to...

TERREIRO DE OGUM!!

So, we've already voted, the contest is almost over, but we should have done a show, don't you think?

*no answer*

What's wrong with you?

*no answer*

SPEAK TO ME!!!

*no answer, pearl starts strangling the dummy*

It's a plastic dummy. It's not supposed to talk!

I'll show you! *Pearl tosses the dummy out her booth's window. It ends up landing on the stage*

Great. We alredy had to take Stacy out, who's going to replace the dummy?

Nobody. The contest's almost over, we don't have the time to find some-one suicidal enough. Let's just let Pearl beat herself up.

I HEARD THAT!!

Let's get out of here before she kills us...

bump. (I also sent out TG's)

12 Points to Zwangzug
10 Points to Cafundeu
7 Points to Qazox

And the others?!?

12 Points to Zwangzug
10 Points to Cafundeu
7 Points to Qazox
And who gets 8 points? Who gets 6? 5? 4? 3? 2? 1?

Simple noone.

Simple noone.

What? Trying to rank all the songs is too much for you?

Though this is really up to the hosts, I'm not sure if your vote should really be counted.

In the previous contest, didn't The Archregimancy only give points to ONE nation? Was that counted?
(It would seem to set a precedent, ome way or the other...)

Well, I think this is up to the host to decide. It's like how every contest there's always a few countries who haven't selected their song yet, and in some contests the selection period was extended, in some the songs were selected during the contest, etc.

Although my rankings are not the official ones, I will not be able to enter Taeshan's vote as it is, because I decided to use an online simulator (yeah, it wasn't the best idea), and it doesn't give the option to not give an 8, 7, or whatever.

In the previous contest, didn't The Archregimancy only give points to ONE nation? Was that counted?
(It would seem to set a precedent, ome way or the other...)


OOC: Taking my Holy Empire/AIF hat off for a moment... Yes, I did. However, I also did so IC'ly, and took the trouble to provide an IC reason for doing so. Taeshan's voting is more... erratic, and doesn't currently have any backing justification. If he can provide an IC justification (and it's a voting pattern that could very much fit in with his nation's entry), then I'd say fine. But as Swilatia says, it's really Caf's decision.

I would suggest that we refrain from commenting further until Caf can make a ruling, otherwise we're in danger of swamping an IC thread with OOC discussion.

The Mime was interested by the controversy over the Taeshan voting. However he was saying nothing.

(OOC: That comes as a shocker.)

"Hello, this is Suoteme Keren from Shelter 15 of the city of Ntek~hil in the nation of K~hulil-Ntemek. We wish you all a good evening and Adite Lkame also a good journey home. Due to unprecedented circumstances the rejistani votes are distributed by a jury instead of the normal televoting process.

The results of the rejistani televoting are as follows:
Wavispa: xkora mje -- one point
Terreiro de Ogum: xkora xi -- two points
Wentland:"

She made a series of gestures in RSL, the rejistani sign language translating to 'xkora ly'

"Valeneska: xkora mji -- four points
Bears Armed: xkora de -- five points
Zwangzug: xkora se -- six points
Swilatia: xkora sa -- seven points
Iglesian Archipelago: xkora jo -- eight points
Kura Pelland: xkora ke -- ten points
Qazox: xkora kexi -- twelve points

Congratulations to the winners! Ha a safe..." suddenly the connection ceases and only static is seen for a few seconds.

Niewienski: Okay, next up, we have the same talking Bears who gave the song about Honey, and, now they'e voting? This is more fucked up then desborough donkey.

Scianawski: Well, it seems fine enough. They don't have to give the country, place, points, singer, and song though.

Niewienski: Yeah, will they ever reach the 12 points.

Scianawski: Eventually. The contest is almost over.

Niewienski: Well, that's good. How did we get picked to do this?

Scianawski: Well...

Niewienski: Yeah...

Scianwski: Thy're finally getting close to the 12 points...

Niewienski: Okay, so in second place, no-one needs to know that, That guy from Terreiro de Ogum, from Terreiro de Ogum, with, um, the Terrero de Ogum song. How hard is it just to say 10 points to Terreiro de Ogum.

Scianawski: Very hard for them, it seems, they instead want to say eight-plus-two, or something. So, with twelve points, or, "Eight plus three quarters plus three plus four sixteenths points as they'll prolly say... Ruccola.

Niewienski: Well, it seems every country has a diiferent choice for twelve points. The only countries that haven't gotten a 12 yet are Iglesian Archielago, Rejistania, Qazox, Taeshan, Terreiro de Ogum, Valeneska, and Wijaska.

Scianawski: And now, the Swilatian votes... Some of these really make me ashamed of my country? Who would actually go online and vote for Taeshan?

Niewienski: Little boys, prolly. Its not like we gave them high points like some other countries. Now, it's really the top slots that are important.

Scianwaski: And ten to Wavispa, Rock On. Was that even a rock song? It sure didn't sound like one. And 12 to Terreiro de Ogum.

Niewienski: Okay, Taeshan. Going in the wrong, order, 12 to Zwangzug, 10 to Cafundeu, you forgot the eight points, and that's it?

Scianawski: Well, it's official. Taeshan is the new Lovisa. They don't talk much, they don't sing properly, and they don't vote properly.

Niewienski: No, Lovisa was better then that. They actually got 10 points from us. And 12 went to Zwangzug, or something, anyway, the next country now, another one that was there to see the Lovisa stuff, we have the rejistania votes.

Scianawski: And, they're voting from a secret nuclear bunker. In their language, and English.

Niewienski: Okay, Wentland. All she says is Wentland. Then nothing.

Scianawski: Well, it came after the two points, so they would get 3. Mus be about how the song was also silent, or they don't know how to say 3.

Niewienski: And twelve to Qazox. And that means only 2 more countries before this is over, Ruccola and Wentland. Let's take a look the standings. Note that these do not include the Taeshan vote, because we're not sure if it will be counted, and because of techinal difficulties here with entering partial votes.

Swilatia 71 Zwangzug 43
Bears Armed 63 The Holy Empire 40
Terreiro de Ogum 63 Valeneska 40
Nethertopia 62 Qazox 39
Cafundeu 49 Wentland 39
Kura Pelland 48 Ruccola 32
Rejistania 46 Taeshan 18
Iglesian Archipelago 45 Wijaska Island 10
Wavispa 44

Sicanawski: And first place, Swilatia. Second place, Bears with Arms. Third place, Sacrificing a Chicken. Fourth, I will kill you in your sleep tonight. And in last place, we have Wijaska Island.

(ooc: UHMMM, Rejistania gave me 12 points... 13th place isn't that bad of a start.. right?)

Well, it's better then getting last place on your first go (Like Mallatarsland or the Archregimancy did.)

An attractive young presenter with distinctly Eurasian features appears with the floodlit Ruccolian Parliament Building in the background. Smiling, she greets the Cafundelense hosts and television audiences around the world in an accent that is not far from Received Pronunciation.

"Buona sera, Cafundó do Juta.
Good evening everyone!
This is Arugula calling.
Here are the results of the Ruccolian vote."

A chart is then displayed with the following information:

THE HOLY EMPIRE -------------- 7
QAZOX ----------------------------- 6
WENTLAND ----------------------- 5
SWILATIA --------------------------4
CAFUNDÉU ------------------------3
IGLESIAN ARCHIPELAGO ------ 2
REJISTANIA ------------------------1

After a moment's pause, the presenter continues awarding points in accordance with each entry's popularity in Ruccola, making sure to include a few seconds of silence between her phrases for emphasis and suspense.

"Eight points go to Zwangzug.

Ten points go to... Kura-Pelland.

And twelve points... go to... Bears Armed!"

At this, the camera switches to the ursines backstage, who are celebrating and waving their national flag in response to receiving twelve points from Ruccola.

The Mime stepped forward to perform Wentland's voting.

Holding up one finger for points, he then proceeded to imitate some sort of fowl before dropping to the floor as if dead. The interpreter understood. "Taeshan, one point."

The Mime remained on the floor, and imitated someone stabbing him and then being given the last rites. "Nethertopia, 2 points."

Rising up, he gazed at the sky, and imitated an Apollo landing craft. "Ruccola, 3 points."

Next up, the Mime started an imaginary stopwatch. For just over half-an-hour he watched it as the audience dozed off. As the 34th minute of boredom started the Mime stopped his stopwatch. "Swilatia, 4 points."

The Mime fell to his knees and prayed. "Terreiro de Ogum, 5 points."

The Mime pretended to be melting in heat. Phew! It was hot. But he managed to erect a parasol from somewhere and relaxed. "Iglesian Archipelago, six points"

He then pointed to his umbrella. "Ah! Wavispa, seven points."

He then made the image of a rather buxom female, four times, before apparently trying to hide the semi that had appeared in his nether regions. "Kura Pelland, eight points."

He repeated the motion, just the once, and then peeked over his shoulder guiltily - and mimed himself being arrested and thrown in prison. "Rejistana, ten points"

The Mime then went a bit mentalist, apparently trying to get out of a straightjacket. "Cafundeu, twelve points."

The Mime, having removed the straightjacket, bowed graciously to the audience and got dragged off by an imaginary hook.

Niewienski: Okay, we're close to the end now. Just two more countries. First of these will be: Ruccola.

Scianawski: And the results come now... Okay, all they do is flash up a chart. Sure, it makes up for the time lost for the other countries, but isn't it a bit lazy?

Niewienski: The sooner this contest is over, the better. And she'll get to the 12 sooner.

Scianawski: Okay, now she decided to read out the rest. Eight points to Zwangzug... Twelve to Bears Armed. So this breaks the whole one-12-per country thing.

Niewienski: Taeshan broke it with Zwangzug. Anyway, they show how Bears armed reacts to the 12 points, but they don't show how other countries react...

Scianawski: And finally, the Wentland vote.

Niewienski: This is certainly a strange way to do the voting. We have some clown, and he's pretending to be a chicken.

Scianawski: And then he dies... Terreiro de Ogum?

Niewienski: No, their person says Taeshan. One to Taeshan.

Scianawski: Okay, he's had his watch out for 15 minutes now, 4 to swilatia probably. But our song was only 4 minutes long.

Niewienski: Most of the songs were four minutes long.

Scianawski: Okay, now that that's over, we have the guy praying or something. That's how they say Terreiro de Ogum?

Niewienski: The dead chicken was already taken.

Scianawski: And 12 points to insanity. And Cafundeu. That's the end of that story. The standings...

Swilatia 79
Bears Armed 75
Cafundeu 74
Terreiro de Ogum 68
Kura Pelland 65
Nethertopia 64
Zwangzug 63
Rejistania 57
Iglesian Archipelago 53
Qazox 52
Wavispa 51
The Holy Empire 47
Wentland 44
Valeneska 40
Ruccola 35
Taeshan 19
Wijaska Island 10

Niewienski: So, last place, Wijaska Island. Then the dead chiken and the doritos from Taeshan in 16th. In 15th place, Chinese Moon Rituals. 14th, yee, come on, Valeneska. In thirteenth...

...

Scianawski: 12th, Put Your Lips Together and Blow. In 11th, Wavispa's umbrella girl slash wannabe rockstar. tenth, Jenny.

Niewienski: In decimo lugar se Iglesian Archipielago, In nine place was become Iglesian Archipelago.

Scianawski: Eighth place to Rejistania. Pretty low result for a country that won twice.

Niewienski: Seventh, Zwangzug, with hats. And we thought they were going to fall all the way to last.

Scianawski: Sixth, I will kill you in your sleep.

Niewienski: In fifth place, Kura-Pelland.

Scianawski: And our top four now. In fourth, The real dead chicken.

Niewienski: Third, Cafundeu and the insane mall guard.

Scianawski: Second place, Mushrooms, Honey, and singing bears.

Niewienski: And in first, four and a half minutes. Of we're not sure what. But we haven't won just yet, we need the er, official results, or something.

OOC: WorldVision 8 Signups (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=577604) are already open.

OOC: As usual, your commentators are hilarious! :D Though are you sure I got placed above Wentland and Valeneska? Last time I checked, I only got 35 points...

Congratulations Swilatia, for your leadership of this contest!

Goodbye Cafundéu, goodbye WorldVision 7, see you on the next WorldVision Song Contest, here on IGTV1 and IGTV Internacional. GOODBYE!

OOC: As usual, your commentators are hilarious! :D Though are you sure I got placed above Wentland and Valeneska? Last time I checked, I only got 35 points...

fixicated. Thanks for pointing out the mistake, though. I must have been thinking with 14 countries again.

Very happy with fifth considering the early votes. :) Here's to number eight!

I finished 10th.. but no mention from the Swilatian press?

Quite disappointing, the Burinators were quite good in the early votings. But still a good first attempt, not?

Congrats to the winners, Swilatia!

Sorry for not following these last votes, but my internet access isn't daily lately. Congratulations to Swilatia, and see you in the next WorldVision.

Taeshan's votes should count, and I see in the last standings that they were.

After much discussion about the WorldVision organizators, they finally decided that the contest was going to be held in Cafundéu! And here we are, for the seventh edition of this competition that involves songs and musicians from a lot of different countries, with different styles and fans too! Now they are all here, in the Opala Hall, the big theatre located in Cafundó do Juta.

Twenty-five countries. Eighteen confirmed songs. Seven still not confirmed, but that can appear here in the Opala Hall, surprising the guests. We have a singer from the country that won the last edition of the WorldVision, Zwangzug. Other countries returning from the last edition too, as Cachette de Lions, Swilatia, Wijaska Island, Wavispa and the drunken from Sorthern Northland. Newcomers like the Iglesian Archipelago, The Holy Empire and even the religious fanatics macumbeiros from Terreiro de Ogum! And, of course, Cafundéu is in too!

So we are ready to start the event, presenting you these songs from all around the world!

List of confirmed songs (alphabetical order):


Alexandrian Ptolemais - I Bashed A Girl, by Brown Power
Bears Armed - Honey in the Jar, by Fishbone Harp (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14266939&postcount=39)
Cachette de Lions - Back on Your Word, by Jon Lac!
Cafundeu - The Asylum, by Abyss Bank (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14260670&postcount=37)
Iglesian Archipelago - Sol e Sombra, by Mariana Silva (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14202067&postcount=9)
Kura Pelland - This World Does Have A Place For You, by The Bentley Quartet (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14226354&postcount=25http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14226354&postcount=25)
Myedvedeya - The Citadel and the Fire, by Pavel Shcherbatsky
Nethertopia - I Will Kill You in Your Sleep Tonight, by Burninators of Heaven (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14300197&postcount=64)
Qazox - Qazian Anthem 1945, by Henritta Guyson (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14209304&postcount=14)
Rejistania - Rejistania's entry, by Rejistania's representative (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14282380&postcount=54)
Ruccola - Under a Full Moon, by Cerulean (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14298342&postcount=61)
Sorthern Northland - The Donkey Song, by Burt the Olive Eating Farmer
Swilatia - 33 Minutes, by Biało Niebieskie (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14239610&postcount=27)
Taeshan - Cracken by Elastic Finger, Dead Chicken, and their Brothers Sven and Wolfgang (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14280957&postcount=49)
Terreiro de Ogum - Holy Paranauê, by Pai Francisco de Iemanjá (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14280548&postcount=43)
The Holy Empire - Put Your Lips Together and Blow, by Lauren Bogart and Humphrey Bacall (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14300130&postcount=63)
Valeneska - Black and White, by Word (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14213460&postcount=20)
Wavispa - Rock Princess, by Umbrella Days (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14200127&postcount=8)
Wentland - The Silence Of Sound, by The Mime (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14295763&postcount=59)
Wijaska Island - Saríyzki, by Láska Jazmínki (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14285458&postcount=58)
Zwangzug - Hats, by Teagan Gremer (http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showpost.php?p=14208893&postcount=13)

Countries not confirmed - without a representative song:


Brutland and Norden
Gruenberg
Krytenia
Linpada

"Linpada", I believe, is BANNED.

"Linpada", I believe, is BANNED.

This contest, i believe, is OVER. Please don't gravedig.