[quote=@SpookySquid] 
Player #9- Nana
The man on the orange team was advancing rapidly towards the goal. He reared back his leg ready to shoot into the goal, when suddenly a whistle sounded. The officials said something that Nana couldn't hear and suddenly, the crowd went crazy. People were picking Nana up and cheering, calling her a hero! A man asked her to autograph his forehead...But what exactly had she done...?
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Nana beamed with excitement as she was picked up and tossed about on the crowd's outstretched arms, but something made her stomach churn. Why was she a hero? What had she done? Where was she? She wrote her name in Kanji across the stranger's forehead when the crowd settled down enough to hold her still for more than a moment, but when they showed no signs of stopping their cheering and whooping, she became somewhat irritated. And afraid. This was supposed to be fun, but why did it feel so weird? 

[color=#007777][b]"Pa-pa-puh-please p-p-pa-put me da-da-da-down!"[/b][/color] Nana stuttered as she was jostled this way and that. She hadn't even had a moment to check her backpack, or find out where she was! When she realized her message hadn't gotten relayed in the slightest bit, she inhaled deeply and then held her breath, waiting for her face to go flushed. [color=#007777][b]"I'M GONNA PUKE!"[/b][/color] She screamed over the crowd, her cheeks dappled with red blotches. After a few moments, she was set down onto the ground while the crowd formed a loose circle around her. She took this opportunity to search for her backpack, surely she was wearing it still. [color=#007777][i]Oh please let me be wearing it still![/i][/color] She desperately called out to whatever gods existed in this realm.