“In their first defeat of the season, the Engine were completely outclassed by the 14 Undead and 2 Werewolves ability to put a play together and complete it without errors.
The first half was a close fought affair, with the Engines ball-carrier Najaki bought down mere feet from the end-zone. Shortly thereafter, he expired from disappointment.
Admitedly the undead wraith sitting on top of him and pounding his face into the astrogranite may have contributed to this, but officially? Dead from disappointment.
The second half started well enough, but when Furrball made a break for the end zone and Cthulhian tripped over his own feet trying to tackle the furry monostrosity, well the heart just went out of the team. They tried in vain to inflict some casualties on their opposition, but at the end of the day the only thing they walked away with was two completed passes - something of a record for them. The fans responded accordingly, treating the team with scorn and outright derision.”
“Furrball in Tights, 14 Werewolf
"Awwoo-ooo! This one was tighter than it looked. Awwooo-oo-oo. First half had us really sweating, took everything we-Awoo-ooo-ooo! we-Awooo! had to stop the Engines drive. Then when both golems went knocked out-awoo! we were really chewing our nails. The zombie reinforcement was unexpected, but welcome. Awwooooo! Second half really turned the luck around for us, awwoooo! Two nearly per-Awwooo-oo-ooo! Perfect drives, hands sticky as glue, and a foot over the touchdown lines. After that it was just holding on. Awwoooooo!"
Massage Therapist, 14 Wight
"*rubbing hands on backside* No, I did not use glue on my hands today."
Stripperella, 14 Zombie
"I knocked over Binky the Albino Snow Troll! Not that it was thaaat exciting...I just wanted to say "Binky the Albino Snow Troll!"
Ruth, 14 Zombie
"Once again my superior leadership and skill won the day against some cows, genetic defective retard, and some guys in full plate..."
Pimp Daddy, 14 Flesh Golem, Captain
"...you werent even ON the field..."
Ruth, again
"...So good I didnt even have to play. There. You see? Thats what happens when I take over a team. I make it better, and I dont even have to do anything anymore, clearly I'm the most superior-*gets pimp slapped by Pimp Daddy and flies head first into the dugout*"
Pimp Daddy, again
"Sorry about that. *cracks knuckles*"
Policeman Fabulous, 14 Zombie
"I dont ever know how to feel about Chaos. I mean, feeling up animals is just sick and wrong. And slow children, too! No! Elves, yes, gods yes! Humans, of course, and even orks are hunky, but animals? Wrong. So I felt a little lackluster out there today. Oh...my god! I just realized I broke a nail. Sorry! Interview over! I MUST fix this...*leaves*" ”
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The first half was a close fought affair, with the Engines ball-carrier Najaki bought down mere feet from the end-zone. Shortly thereafter, he expired from disappointment.
Admitedly the undead wraith sitting on top of him and pounding his face into the astrogranite may have contributed to this, but officially? Dead from disappointment.
The second half started well enough, but when Furrball made a break for the end zone and Cthulhian tripped over his own feet trying to tackle the furry monostrosity, well the heart just went out of the team. They tried in vain to inflict some casualties on their opposition, but at the end of the day the only thing they walked away with was two completed passes - something of a record for them. The fans responded accordingly, treating the team with scorn and outright derision.”