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Come on man, we just finished season 36.

The topic should instead be: Who's keen for SWEET SUMMER LEAGUE??

Where is that kanooks bloke

Anyway ... so Frederico_WA here you go:


PRE-HISTORY

[first posted here]

Early Roys FFC Pre-History - The R.O.I. Guzzly Society.
Images by Klim . As there are no images, Klim wasn't here.

The Independent Order of Rois was an aristocracy-fuelled establishment formed in the distant past to create a communal hub for the members of the upper class who supported the temperance movement. This was apparently a highly supported movement in general, largely in part to the lack of local lager production and heavy importing from Gwendehara breweries.

In opposition, a group was formed primarily to satirise them. They supported the abolishment of all temperance and pushed for jail terms to be applicable to anyone blatently not drinking.

Drawing more than not from a more working class background, this community lampooned the IOR with registration as a friendly society under the name Rabbledom Of Imbibers, chosen in part due to it's acronymical reversal (ROI) of the Independent Order of Rois (IOR). Landing upon an acronym which directly reflected their target's name was an added source of glee.

While the Independent Order of Rois still exist in some diluted format to this day, it was soon to become the ROI which reflected popular opinion, especially among the serfdom ... or those of the serfdom who had by this point discovered language. Establishment of local brewing options changed a lot of minds.

In the early days of football, most teams were community-based - churches, hotels, friendly societies among the initial founding sources. The IOR were no exception, and in predicted antagonistic fashion, the ROI followed suit. While never assigned to the same competition due to the class barriers at the time, both teams operated out of the same suburban district.

Over the years the IOR had fallen so far out of favour with a wider city demographic that was becoming increasingly alcohol-reliant, that they ceased to field a team in local competitions. In contrast, and sometimes with erroneous cropping, the ROI continued, although they would commonly forfeit matches due to no-shows. On some occasions there were pleas for last-minute venue changes, for obscure reasons such as "the honourable fellow's backyard barbecue had drawn such a crowd, and such a positive spirit, that word was hurriedly sent to the Our Lady Of Fendsme boys requesting the afternoon's game be held in the same location"*

The smaller, society-based competitions began to run out of steam in suburbia, and a lot of consolidation took place. Eventually a number of inner suburban clubs were left without leagues, as were teams on the east coast of town. The Central Association was formed, but would only last a few years before it, too, was dissolved. When, and in fact why, the ROI name gave way to the Roys FFC moniker, is subject to much debate. Okay, no debate. Yet. But I'll make some up, give me time! At this point the connection with the ROI Society was diminished, and now exists only in jottings obscurely placed in the club's paperwork.

The Sweet FA, a broadly cast premium competition for the town was then formed, and half of the Central FA's teams made the jump a couple of seasons later. This included the Roys. The Central FA only lasted one more season.

The last remnants of the IOR haven't had a footy team for decades, but they still exist as a fringe movement and are still a registered body. One can usually detect a member by their unusually straight walking and the disturbing rarity of vomiting episodes. Most are tagged but if you notice a stray, please report the sighting to the Poisons Information Centre. So they can tell you how to poison him.

*Some newspaper.
 
Anyway ... so Frederico_WA here you go:


PRE-HISTORY

[first posted here]

Early Roys FFC Pre-History - The R.O.I. Guzzly Society.
Images by Klim . As there are no images, Klim wasn't here.

The Independent Order of Rois was an aristocracy-fuelled establishment formed in the distant past to create a communal hub for the members of the upper class who supported the temperance movement. This was apparently a highly supported movement in general, largely in part to the lack of local lager production and heavy importing from Gwendehara breweries.

In opposition, a group was formed primarily to satirise them. They supported the abolishment of all temperance and pushed for jail terms to be applicable to anyone blatently not drinking.

Drawing more than not from a more working class background, this community lampooned the IOR with registration as a friendly society under the name Rabbledom Of Imbibers, chosen in part due to it's acronymical reversal (ROI) of the Independent Order of Rois (IOR). Landing upon an acronym which directly reflected their target's name was an added source of glee.

While the Independent Order of Rois still exist in some diluted format to this day, it was soon to become the ROI which reflected popular opinion, especially among the serfdom ... or those of the serfdom who had by this point discovered language. Establishment of local brewing options changed a lot of minds.

In the early days of football, most teams were community-based - churches, hotels, friendly societies among the initial founding sources. The IOR were no exception, and in predicted antagonistic fashion, the ROI followed suit. While never assigned to the same competition due to the class barriers at the time, both teams operated out of the same suburban district.

Over the years the IOR had fallen so far out of favour with a wider city demographic that was becoming increasingly alcohol-reliant, that they ceased to field a team in local competitions. In contrast, and sometimes with erroneous cropping, the ROI continued, although they would commonly forfeit matches due to no-shows. On some occasions there were pleas for last-minute venue changes, for obscure reasons such as "the honourable fellow's backyard barbecue had drawn such a crowd, and such a positive spirit, that word was hurriedly sent to the Our Lady Of Fendsme boys requesting the afternoon's game be held in the same location"*

The smaller, society-based competitions began to run out of steam in suburbia, and a lot of consolidation took place. Eventually a number of inner suburban clubs were left without leagues, as were teams on the east coast of town. The Central Association was formed, but would only last a few years before it, too, was dissolved. When, and in fact why, the ROI name gave way to the Roys FFC moniker, is subject to much debate. Okay, no debate. Yet. But I'll make some up, give me time! At this point the connection with the ROI Society was diminished, and now exists only in jottings obscurely placed in the club's paperwork.

The Sweet FA, a broadly cast premium competition for the town was then formed, and half of the Central FA's teams made the jump a couple of seasons later. This included the Roys. The Central FA only lasted one more season.

The last remnants of the IOR haven't had a footy team for decades, but they still exist as a fringe movement and are still a registered body. One can usually detect a member by their unusually straight walking and the disturbing rarity of vomiting episodes. Most are tagged but if you notice a stray, please report the sighting to the Poisons Information Centre. So they can tell you how to poison him.

*Some newspaper.
That was a good read. You should lead off with that in any recruitment PMs you send out!

The only untruth was about the Gwendehara berries. As JoshWoodenSpoon will tell you, the Gwendehara berry is actually imported from the neighbouring Wakanda and re-sold under the Gwendehara moniker.
 
The only untruth was about the Gwendehara berries. As JoshWoodenSpoon will tell you, the Gwendehara berry is actually imported from the neighbouring Wakanda and re-sold under the Gwendehara moniker.


Tell me more about this Wakanda that you speak of!

Eksapilani - Key Map - includes Sweet.jpg
 
Tell me more about this Wakanda that you speak of! View attachment 1871570
That's a cool map, you should make it into a Minecraft world or something.

Much of the history* of Wakanda is unconfirmed rumour. However, in 1956 a young journalist by the name of Grand Uncle Horace (known only as 'H-dog' back then) was shipwrecked whilst attempting to reach the northern most point of Gwendehara.

H-dog was immediately captured by the inhabitants of what he assumed were from a newly discovered part of Gwendehara. Unbeknownst to H-dog, he was on an island off the north-west coast of Gwendehara. That island was Wakanda. Protective of their very existence, the captors took H-dog to the very outskirts of their civilisation near to the Wakanda berry orchards.

The Wakandans of this area were simple folk, much unlike those of central Wakanda. In the passing years, H-dog worked on these orchards and build trust with the Wakandans. He fell in love and married the demure daughter of the orchard where he lived. He fondly called her his DemurePrincess .

While many years had passed, but the ruler of Wakanda had not forgotten about the outsider H-dog. With advancements in Gwendehara ships, the risk of being discovered had never been higher. The Wakandan ruler, King Tenz , ordered the delivery of H-dog to the city. For the first time in 20 years, H-dog saw the real Wakanda. A utopian society, founded on the principles of atheism.

With the threat of banishment, H-dog was ordered by the King to infiltrate the land of Hindealla. He was to stoke the flames of war between Gwendehara and Hindealla. However, the H-dog was now a pacifist. Even with the threat of banishment and the loss of his wife, he could not. And so, H-dog remained in Hindealla ... alone.

Until Season 36, when his wife DemurePrincess escaped the clutches of King Tenz to go find her husband.

... the story continues ...

* completely made up
 
That's a cool map, you should make it into a Minecraft world or something.

Much of the history* of Wakanda is unconfirmed rumour. However, in 1956 a young journalist by the name of Grand Uncle Horace (known only as 'H-dog' back then) was shipwrecked whilst attempting to reach the northern most point of Gwendehara.

H-dog was immediately captured by the inhabitants of what he assumed were from a newly discovered part of Gwendehara. Unbeknownst to H-dog, he was on an island off the north-west coast of Gwendehara. That island was Wakanda. Protective of their very existence, the captors took H-dog to the very outskirts of their civilisation near to the Wakanda berry orchards.

The Wakandans of this area were simple folk, much unlike those of central Wakanda. In the passing years, H-dog worked on these orchards and build trust with the Wakandans. He fell in love and married the demure daughter of the orchard where he lived. He fondly called her his DemurePrincess .

While many years had passed, but the ruler of Wakanda had not forgotten about the outsider H-dog. With advancements in Gwendehara ships, the risk of being discovered had never been higher. The Wakandan ruler, King Tenz , ordered the delivery of H-dog to the city. For the first time in 20 years, H-dog saw the real Wakanda. A utopian society, founded on the principles of atheism.

With the threat of banishment, H-dog was ordered by the King to infiltrate the land of Hindealla. He was to stoke the flames of war between Gwendehara and Hindealla. However, the H-dog was now a pacifist. Even with the threat of banishment and the loss of his wife, he could not. And so, H-dog remained in Hindealla ... alone.

Until Season 36, when his wife DemurePrincess escaped the clutches of King Tenz to go find her husband.

... the story continues ...

* completely made up
That's a cool map, you should make it into a Minecraft world or something.

Much of the history* of Wakanda is unconfirmed rumour. However, in 1956 a young journalist by the name of Grand Uncle Horace (known only as 'H-dog' back then) was shipwrecked whilst attempting to reach the northern most point of Gwendehara.

H-dog was immediately captured by the inhabitants of what he assumed were from a newly discovered part of Gwendehara. Unbeknownst to H-dog, he was on an island off the north-west coast of Gwendehara. That island was Wakanda. Protective of their very existence, the captors took H-dog to the very outskirts of their civilisation near to the Wakanda berry orchards.

The Wakandans of this area were simple folk, much unlike those of central Wakanda. In the passing years, H-dog worked on these orchards and build trust with the Wakandans. He fell in love and married the demure daughter of the orchard where he lived. He fondly called her his DemurePrincess .

While many years had passed, but the ruler of Wakanda had not forgotten about the outsider H-dog. With advancements in Gwendehara ships, the risk of being discovered had never been higher. The Wakandan ruler, King Tenz , ordered the delivery of H-dog to the city. For the first time in 20 years, H-dog saw the real Wakanda. A utopian society, founded on the principles of atheism.

With the threat of banishment, H-dog was ordered by the King to infiltrate the land of Hindealla. He was to stoke the flames of war between Gwendehara and Hindealla. However, the H-dog was now a pacifist. Even with the threat of banishment and the loss of his wife, he could not. And so, H-dog remained in Hindealla ... alone.

Until Season 36, when his wife DemurePrincess escaped the clutches of King Tenz to go find her husband.

... the story continues ...

* completely made up
HER husband or another one or all of them!! 😜

Cute story! 🫶
 
These guys sound much nicer than those Ibarawane pricks to the west. That's why I'm building the great wall of Toump Ass over there. But Qooty has reached into Ibarawa , yet not into Gwendehara.

I wonder ( pun intended) if a Sweet FA team could be successfully relocated to the Wakandan Archipelago. The Wakanda Kit Kats has a ring to it.

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These guys sound much nicer than those Ibarawane pricks to the west. That's why I'm building the great wall of Toump Ass over there. But Qooty has reached into Ibarawa , yet not into Gwendehara.

I wonder ( pun intended) if a Sweet FA team could be successfully relocated to the Wakandan Archipelago. The Wakanda Kit Kats has a ring to it.

On SM-A146P using BigFooty.com mobile app
This is sounding more like the [redacted - Copyright] universe already! Can't wait for the next expansion upon the Wakanda Arcipelago Elton Johns Wig
 
Well I got a bit of work then, indeed. As that's just one continent!
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Dare To Dream GIF by Paula Baines
 
That's a cool map, you should make it into a Minecraft world or something.

Much of the history* of Wakanda is unconfirmed rumour. However, in 1956 a young journalist by the name of Grand Uncle Horace (known only as 'H-dog' back then) was shipwrecked whilst attempting to reach the northern most point of Gwendehara.

H-dog was immediately captured by the inhabitants of what he assumed were from a newly discovered part of Gwendehara. Unbeknownst to H-dog, he was on an island off the north-west coast of Gwendehara. That island was Wakanda. Protective of their very existence, the captors took H-dog to the very outskirts of their civilisation near to the Wakanda berry orchards.

The Wakandans of this area were simple folk, much unlike those of central Wakanda. In the passing years, H-dog worked on these orchards and build trust with the Wakandans. He fell in love and married the demure daughter of the orchard where he lived. He fondly called her his DemurePrincess .

While many years had passed, but the ruler of Wakanda had not forgotten about the outsider H-dog. With advancements in Gwendehara ships, the risk of being discovered had never been higher. The Wakandan ruler, King Tenz , ordered the delivery of H-dog to the city. For the first time in 20 years, H-dog saw the real Wakanda. A utopian society, founded on the principles of atheism.

With the threat of banishment, H-dog was ordered by the King to infiltrate the land of Hindealla. He was to stoke the flames of war between Gwendehara and Hindealla. However, the H-dog was now a pacifist. Even with the threat of banishment and the loss of his wife, he could not. And so, H-dog remained in Hindealla ... alone.

Until Season 36, when his wife DemurePrincess escaped the clutches of King Tenz to go find her husband.

... the story continues ...

* completely made up

love your work

and of course I am flattered to be written up as a young journo 70 years ago

as old mate Chas Dickens would say, let’s fire up the hookah for some sweet dreams.
 
love your work

and of course I am flattered to be written up as a young journo 70 years ago

as old mate Chas Dickens would say, let’s fire up the hookah for some sweet dreams.
Cheers H-dog!

Paramount Network Jd GIF by Yellowstone
 

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