Nystatiszna:
12 - Eyjaria
10 - West Borea
8 - Aduraszna
7 - Wed Shams
6 - Norgsveldet
5 - Reijia
4 - Tivot
3 - Metradan
2 - Asendavia
1 - South Hills
Vakrestrender:
12 - Norgsveldet
10 - Fallan
8 - Augustian
7 - Aduraszna
6 - Peragen
5 - Reijia
4 - Eyjaria
3 - Nystatiszna
2 - Nyerr
1 - Wed Shams
A human and an orc sit next to each other, smiling widely and awkwardly, with the skyline of Nezhendris, Metradan’s largest city, behind them. Most notable is the massive pyramid of glass and steel, with the word “CASINO” faintly visible. There is an ashtray with two cigarettes still smoking sitting on the desk in front of them, and the orc frantically sweeps it away. The sound of shattering ceramic is heard before the human loudly booms “Hello, Urth! We are here to provide Metradan’s first ever votes in Urthvision! What a… lovely event it was from… our Tavari… cousins.” She does not appear to be having a good time reading her teleprompter.
“Ah, I think that was my line,” the orcish man mutters, tugging at his collar. “We are… so happy to have been part of this historic event.” He is silent for a moment. “Here’s our votes.”
12: Reijia
10: Tivot
8: Peragen
7: Alksearia
6: Rodoka
5: Zemeprievadai
4: Korćetta
3: Fallan
2: Norgsveldet
1: Elissia
A stone-faced human news presenter wearing a pale blue suit sits at a desk, unmoving and unblinking. Her hands sit in front of her, clasped so tightly her knuckles are white. After an oppressively awkward amount of time, she takes a sharp breath and finally speaks. “Head õhtut. Olen Kaija Vetevahel Kruus, Rodoka Rahvusringhäälingust. Need on meie hääled Urthvisioonile.” She clicks her tongue and scowls for a moment, as though she has just eaten a particularly sour lime. There is another awkward silence before she takes another, deeper breath and clearly forces herself to continue, never once breaking eye contact with the camera.
12: Eyjaria
10: Peragen
8: Alksearia
7: Reijia
6: Tawusian Cape
5: Nyerr
4: Tivot
3: Wed Shams
2: Vakrestender
1: Nystatiszna
The camera shows an old leaning curch tower in the back ground with a large square filled with a lot of people but not a spokeperson yet. After a few seconds Marijke Folliëro comes running into the frame.
“Hello Urthvision, this is the great city state of Blueacia calling. No way we were ever gonna miss this big party here. And it wouldn’t be a real party without me present ofcourse. As you can see and maybe even here behind me the people came in big numbers to see Blueacia finally bring Urthvision back home.” The crowd behind Marijke begins to yell “Seis oere thús”, “As you can here I think they made their decision who they want to win. But before we can see if Blueacia won we first have to score the other songs to see who finished second ofcourse.” Marijke said with a wink.
"Here are the points from the Blueacian juries and popular voting:
1 point goes to Tivot
2 points go to Wed Shams
3 points go to Asendavia
4 points go to Nyerr
5 points go to Norgsveldet
6 points go to Zemeproevadai
7 points go to Korcetta
And now it’s up to our top 3
8 points go to Augustia
10 points go to South Hills
And finally our 12 points go to… Eyjaria
This concludes the points from Blueacia, we are happy to see you next edition back at the birthplace of the Urthvision Songfestival."
[broadcast 1350-jr-06-23.15.52]
An intern in a dark-green off-the-shelf supermarket suit and tie walks onto the screen. Inexplicably, he is wearing white face paint in what appears to be an homage to Phantoms. Nobody at ASGTV has realised that it’s supposed to look like a skull. He begins to speak in his patented heavily accented nasal monotone.
“Hello Urth! Can you all hear me today? Many thankyous for concert amazing! Can people guess the destination of twelve point?” So saying, he points at his face paint and breaks out in a cheesy grin. ASGTV will later have to apologise for this: the intern’s pearly whites combine with the patterns of the face paint to form a pattern that closely resembles a particularly taboo Reiji swear word.
“Blessings all to everybody, and congratulation on Alksearia!”
[broadcast 1350-jr-06-22.17.38]
Tesara Nira
Sund! Hello Tavaris! My name is Tesara Nira and I’m proud to bring you all the votes from the three nations of the West Borean Federation! We’ve gone back to AZU for student volunteers to help us count the votes - although after last year’s stunt we’ve decided we’ll go to the architecture department instead!
(The camera pans over to a desk with a scale model of Rivermouth Park Stadium, with a row of miniature flagpoles flying the ten countries set to recieve points.)
Tesara Nira
And without further ado, the results from West Borea! Congratulations to - fun fact - a good old friend of mine from university. Small world, isn’t it. We used to skateboard around the old Skárun building and now we’re at Urthvision! Twelve points to the beautiful song about-- about…
(The smile vanishes from her face as she freezes in her tracks. This appears to be the first time she has considered that Good Luck, Babe! might actually be about something. After six seconds of her tumbling the lyrics around in her brain, the production staff realise that mentally unpacking her entire life might take a while, and the audience will be getting impatient. They quickly cut back to the model stadium to spare her blushes, and text the results over to Tavaris.)
Reijia!:
1 - Nyerr
2 - Aduraszna
3 - Wed Shams
4 - Rodoka
5 - Nystatiszna
6 - Tawusian Cape
7 - Vakrestrender
8 - Peragen
10 - Alksearia
12 - Eyjaria
Tivot:
1 Point to Asendavia!
2 Points to Rodoka!
3 Points to Alksearia!
4 Points to Nyerr!
5 Points to Nystatiszna!
6 Points to Zemeprievadai!
7 Points to Blueacia!
8 Points to Fallan!
10 Points to Reijia!
12 Points to Peragen!
South Hills:
1 Point to Vakrestrender!
2 Points to Metradan!
3 Points to Nawwquta!
4 Points to Nystatiszna!
5 Points to Rodoka!
6 Points to Augustia!
7 Points to Eyjaria!
8 Points to Wed Shams!
10 Points to Alksearia!
12 Points to Fallan!
Elissia:
1 Point to Tawusian Cape
2 Points to Norgsveltian
3 Points to Wed Shams
4 Points to Reijia
5 Points to Luminosa
6 Points to Fallan
7 Points to Augustia
8 Points to South Hills
10 Points to West Borea
12 Points to Alksearia
Augustia:
1 Point to Asendavia
2 Points to Rodokan
3 Points to Norgsveltian
4 Points to Nyerr
5 Points to Eyjaria
6 Points to Reijia
7 Points to Elissia
8 Points to Tawusian Cape
10 Points to Nystatiszna
12 Points to South Hills
Asendavia:
12 Nyerr
10 Alksearia
8 Tawusian Cape
7 Metradan
6 West Borea
5 South Hills
4 Tivot
3 Wed Shams
2 Fallan
1 Sokala
Alksearia:
12: Tawusian Cape
10: Aduraszna
8: Asendavia
7: Rodoka
6: Wed Shams
5: Fallan
4: Peragen
3: Nystatizna
2: Sokala
1: Reija
Posting on behalf of Corvidgod and Nyerr due to technical difficulties.
1 Tivot
2 Wed Shams
3 Asendavia
4 Norgsveldet
5 Korcetta
6 Fallan
7 Augustia
8 Eyjaria
10 South Hills
12 Blueacia
“Elders and youngers! Beloved guests! On behalf of Analogue Tavaris, we apologize for the technical difficulties experienced by our friends in Nyerr, but we have tallied their votes, and all the votes from around the world! It’s finally time for what you have all been waiting for!” Otan has a broad smile on his face.
“To go home,” Nevi says flatly.
“Not yet, Nevi. We have to announce the winner!”
Nevi sighs forlornly.
“In third place, we have a tie! At 94 points each, Nuza Buzalade of Reijia and Hatsoonee Meekoo of Fallan!” Otan attempts to wrap an arm around his much taller colleague and fails, but smiles through it nonetheless.
“In second place, with 102 points, is Phantoms of Alksearia.” Nevi attempts a smile.
“And in first place, with 113 points…” The pair take a deep breath and announce in unison “Rappell Choan of the Tawusian Cape!”
There is raucous applause in the stadium. Behind the hosts on stage, one of the soldiers even claps a couple times. There are already throngs of people streaming for the exits.
“On behalf of Public Broadcasting Tavaris, the City of Nandrat, and all the people of Tavaris and the Tavari Union, thank you so much for joining us tonight. See you next time in the Tawusian Cape!” Otan bows deeply.
Suddenly, Nevi grins widely. With just the barest hint of a flourish, she unbuttons her suit coat to reveal a blue t-shirt beneath, with bold white text reading ÍRINAT HAMOBETAR VOKAIVATANTOVANÍŠT—Broadcasting Employees Union. “And happy Sugar Day!”
