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===Reputation=== | ===Reputation=== | ||
Early in the team's history, the monster mash was initially regarded as a flash-in-the-pan nuiscance in /vg/ and something of a blight, but time and familiarity has softened things a bit. While the threads themselves remain interminably horny and autistic, Undertale (along with the | Early in the team's history, the monster mash was initially regarded as a flash-in-the-pan nuiscance in /vg/ and something of a blight, but time and familiarity has softened things a bit. While the threads themselves remain interminably horny and autistic, Undertale (along with the chunk of Deltarune that ''FUCKING HACK HAS GOTTEN '''OFF HIS LAZY ASS TO RELEASE''''') has stood the test of time. Whatever borderline-/trash/ fanart smut or mentally ill tripfagging is happening in the thread, at least people like seeing the team out on the pitch. | ||
After a long hiatus from the league, their VGL17 return gave them a new lease on life as a mid-tier collection of pranksters, escaping groups regularly but iffy in knockouts and quick to exit if they see Final Day action. Their actual skill and performance fluctuates wildly: choking against gimme opponents, sneaking out undeserved wins, going GOD OF HYPERDEATH mode without warning, racking up fouls, or playing some of the most unwatchable spaghetti-dropping zero-IQ garbage ever witnessed by man or beast. If they exceed expectations they're a Cinderella story, and if they under-perform they're exposed frauds and retards that should be banished and sealed underground. Whatever they do, it's usually funny... just be sure the joke isn't on you. | After a long hiatus from the league, their VGL17 return gave them a new lease on life as a mid-tier collection of pranksters, escaping groups regularly but iffy in knockouts and often quick to exit if they see Final Day action. Their actual skill and performance fluctuates wildly: choking against gimme opponents, sneaking out undeserved wins, going GOD OF HYPERDEATH mode without warning, racking up fouls, or playing some of the most unwatchable spaghetti-dropping zero-IQ garbage ever witnessed by man or beast. If they exceed expectations they're a Cinderella story, and if they under-perform they're exposed frauds and retards that should be banished and sealed underground. Whatever they do, it's usually funny... just be sure the joke isn't on you. | ||
===History=== | ===History=== | ||
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==== /vg/ League 21 ==== | ==== /vg/ League 21 ==== | ||
Faced with rules and configurations changing drastically once again, it was the right time for the addition of {{Anonymous|Trainer|!!z/nDNyNKZRL}} to double the team's management staff to a mind-boggling ''two'' people. The friendlies were a vital time to try new things out and consult the fans. Sans' experiments with radioactive calcium turned him briefly into a Papyrus-sized behemoth, but the plan was ultimately rejected after sizable losses to | Faced with rules and configurations changing drastically once again, it was the right time for the addition of {{Anonymous|Trainer|!!z/nDNyNKZRL}} to double the team's management staff to a mind-boggling ''two'' people. The friendlies were a vital time to try new things out and consult the fans. Sans' experiments with radioactive calcium turned him briefly into a Papyrus-sized behemoth, but the plan was ultimately rejected after sizable losses to {{team away|2hug}} and {{team away|indie}} brethren. Even besides the valuable practice, at least Tall Sans scared the bejesus out of {{team away|aceg}} for a match. These games were also the farewell tour for Toriel "GOATmom" Dreemurr, who retired her #3 jersey and opted to bake cinnamon and/or butterscotch and/or snail pies for after the team's games. In her stead came her second-favorite son Kris, with knife and cage-wagon in tow. | ||
The team was slotted into Group C, featuring the stalwart | The team was slotted into Group C, featuring the stalwart {{team away|fgog}}, the plucky-but-beleaguered {{team away|omg}}, and FUCKING LE MICKEY FREEKICKEY ZERO SANALDO {{team away|akg}} not long after clashing on VGL19's final day. With a group this competitive, /utg/ sought group points and big scores early out the gate, and were lucky to face the debuting Omega Strikers first. The match was an offensive free-for-all, a defensive letdown, and a goalkeeping shitshow, but /utg/ was able to outpace the quasi-soccer players. After trading bloots to 3-3, Spamton finally scored his second VGL-career goal (showing off his new goalhorn) to go up at the half. The creatures held that lead (and extended it slightly) to the end... but not before the [[#1 Rated Salesman]] ''also'' picked up a pointless yellow card in post-90' stoppage. That's our Big Shit alright. | ||
Wasting no time getting the clown show on the road, BIG SHIT picked up his second VGL21 yellow card at ''TWO MINUTES INTO THE NEXT FUCKING GAME'', ensuring he would spend grip weekend cooling off in his goddamn garbage can. The Free Kick Free Goal Merchants capitalized right away, and only twenty minutes in it was already 0-2. However, in the spirit of CHAOS, Jevil opened the doors for a rally, and twenty minutes after ''that'' awful start the gang was up 3-2. They held that lead from minute 40 clear into the last moments of stoppage, during which Jevil got his first ever brace and gave the audience their first taste of TRUE CHAOS over the stadium PA. By Day 6's end, /utg/ was atop a 6-3-3-0 group, but a date with | Wasting no time getting the clown show on the road, BIG SHIT picked up his second VGL21 yellow card at ''TWO MINUTES INTO THE NEXT FUCKING GAME'', ensuring he would spend grip weekend cooling off in his goddamn garbage can. The Free Kick Free Goal Merchants capitalized right away, and only twenty minutes in it was already 0-2. However, in the spirit of CHAOS, Jevil opened the doors for a rally, and twenty minutes after ''that'' awful start the gang was up 3-2. They held that lead from minute 40 clear into the last moments of stoppage, during which Jevil got his first ever brace and gave the audience their first taste of TRUE CHAOS over the stadium PA. By Day 6's end, /utg/ was atop a 6-3-3-0 group, but a date with Fate (Grand Order) on Spam Filter Saturday and a potential triple-six tragedy still loomed. Despite briefly holding the lead during the close game, the monsters ultimately fell behind 2-3 just after second-half kickoff and the match fizzled out from there. Though a Group C victory was narrowly secured, the battle-tested theater geeks of {{team away|revue}} took the monsters out 2-1 in a Round of 16 spaghetti-fest that saw Burgerpants as both the target of various tackles and the only monster who remembered where the opponent's net was. Still, with the post-revival rep streak intact, anything else would've been icing on the eugenics-free lemon bread. Until next time. | ||
==== /vg/ League 22 ==== | ==== /vg/ League 22 ==== | ||
The gang enjoyed their time in pre-League friendlies by sandwiching ''yet another'' loss to | The gang enjoyed their time in pre-League friendlies by sandwiching ''yet another'' loss to {{team away|indie}} with two exciting benuldies clinches against storied racists {{team away|vgt}} and the dearly departed {{team away|fg}}, unknowingly setting the tone for their draw-heavy match results to come in Group L. Whether or not they simply forgot that group stage games don't ''go'' to shootouts is not fully known, but the pattern started right away with {{team away|llsifg}}, with the team going from 2-0 at the half to a hard-fought 3-3 amid careful coach maneuvering. Next came {{team away|smbg}} which, despite being HIS TEAM and HIS PITCH and another MOTM nod for Determination, was actually all Burgerpants' show; long connections from his boss frequently set up juke moves and acrobatic trick passes in a Globetrotters-esque 4-1 rout, earning the neurotic wagie a Player of the Day nod for his effort. | ||
The team came into Grip Weekend on a razor's edge lead at 4-4-3-0, but the team was apparently due for another spaghetti-spilling nil-nil freak show of a match against the long-suffering and already-eliminated | The team came into Grip Weekend on a razor's edge lead at 4-4-3-0, but the team was apparently due for another spaghetti-spilling nil-nil freak show of a match against the long-suffering and already-eliminated {{team away|mmg}}. The hapless robots were absolutely stonewalled by Starwalker to the tune of six saves and a keeper Man of the Match. Somehow, despite that crime against footie, which left the managers feeling compelled to ''literally apologize'', the group's final match of idols and plumbers ''also'' resulted in a (much more entertaining) draw, which secured the Fun Gang top of the group on a meager 5 points. | ||
The Round of 16 showdown with | The Round of 16 showdown with {{team away|nikg}} featured a scheduling conflict that forced the team's head coach away for the day, but the ''former'' head coach managed to put down the paperwork and act as human pastebin for the day. The game plan was cooked to perfection (and reheated in the microwave on match day) to the tune of box-peppering 2-0 win and the team's third Final Day berth. Unfortunately, a stronger thread of fate would reassert itself; the team's medals had their guns all go cold in the Quarterfinals against {{team away|gfg}}, leaving ''Susie'' of all people to step up and notch the lone monster goal on a heroic curler. Once again, despite carrying on the streak of /vg/ call-ups and cementing their post-revival consistency, reaching the Final Four and true glory remained an unfulfilled prophecy. Don't forget. | ||
==== /vg/ League 23, Chapter 1 ==== | ==== /vg/ League 23, Chapter 1 ==== | ||
After another bizarrely benuldies-fueled pair of friendlies against | After another bizarrely benuldies-fueled pair of friendlies against {{team away|ddg}} and {{team away|ss13g}} in the off-season, it was time to lace up again. Krabs relinquished his ritual count after 2000+ days, so we bid him farewell and welcomed back resident knee-destroyer Lancer to the squad. The Hat of Fate set the now-complete Fun Gang (and Friends) up against {{team away|twg}} soldiers, {{team away|aceg}} pilots, and {{team away|pcrg}} uh... whatever's going on with their thing. They've got a funny catgirl, that's about all I can piece together... but I digress. On the opening day first-ever showdown against the Total Warriors, the newly returned li'l scamp was purple condition, so he just glided horizontally along the bench for the day without animating. Sans was similarly lethargic and blue, resulting in a match that was mostly the backline forcing nine terrible shots and Starwalker manhandling the other five for a Man of the Match. Frisk capitalizing at 83' on a gifted defensive flub was the lone goal of the game, but that was enough to pry away the three valuable group points at stake. | ||
Starwalker was exhausted, and ennui struck Lancer and Sans ''again,'' but Day 6's scramble with the | Starwalker was exhausted, and ennui struck Lancer and Sans ''again,'' but Day 6's scramble with the flyboys started with history-making fireworks. Pixy found his reason to fight in a hurry with a record-matching early yellow at 0:19, but this in turn set up something even more incredible. With the clock paused, Burgerpants lifted the ball into the box for a Frisk header down to Jevil, whose screaming CHAOS BOMB goal went in at the world-spinning match time of [https://implying.fun/video/vgl23/2024-12-08/?t=1:40:08.0 51 seconds.] This was not only a milestone in [[/vg/_League_Records|/vg/ League history]], or inter-cup history, but reasonably believed to be '''''the fastest opening goal in over a decade of virtual divegrass.''''' Pixy threatened another new record by fouling again before the 2-minute mark, but he got away with a warning, after which the match settled into something much less... well, chaotic. Another goal apiece took the game to the break, and Father Alvin survived a second-half series of strafing runs to hold the advantage, with a ninety-plus-three cherry on top from DETERMINATION to bookend the match. | ||
Atop a 6-3-3-0 but by no means safe or self-assured, it was decided to attempt physical confusion and intimidation by forcing B(y)urgerp(y)ants to receive kot-ification for the | Atop a 6-3-3-0 but by no means safe or self-assured, it was decided to attempt physical confusion and intimidation by forcing B(y)urgerp(y)ants to receive kot-ification for the Princess Connect match. While the effectiveness of this plan was... debatable... the match ultimately went well. In an eerie rerun of the Day 1 save file, a midfield deadlock was broken open by an unassisted DETERMINATION at the 83rd minute, forcing his way past a defender that fell down after a block. Frisk, Jevil, and Mettaton all picked up yellows, but they would be wiped by the team's next match, and hey: Lancer finally played! (More because he was forced to than he was in the best condition, but he's a bouncy boy, he's fine.) The end of Group Stage saw the monsters pick up 9 points, claim the 6-seed for Round of 16, and once again see above-ground daylight with a 50% lifetime win rate. | ||
==== /vg/ League 23, Chapter 2 ==== | ==== /vg/ League 23, Chapter 2 ==== | ||
To secure that stat line in the off-season, though, they had to notch one more win, and the racists of | To secure that stat line in the off-season, though, they had to notch one more win, and the racists of {{team away|vgt}} were not just their ski slope buddies [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lL_OiYby42s&t=284s in the intro hyp] but their Round of 16 opponent. Sans finally found some motivation but remained more or less invisible, and with Burgerpants still woozy from de-kyotificyation syurgery it was up to the resident mental cases to get the job done. Spamton, trading on his [[Number 1 Rated Salesman 1997]] experience and spurred by the power of eurobeat, drew first blood, but Kaz (Forma de Papá Codorniz) was quick to answer back just five minutes later. Despite the monsters appearing to have the edge on attack, the game ground to a halt from there to the end of regulation... leaving Wheelchair Boy to sink a pair of eggsdra dime snap-shots from just outside the box to seal the deal. Final Day #4... at the cost of yellows on Flowey... and Jevil. | ||
Standing on the edge of the Final Four once again, the Fun Gang found itself with a very familiar foe blocking the ''fucking'' way. Here they were, with Jevil carrying a card into another pivotal knockout match against | Standing on the edge of the Final Four once again, the Fun Gang found itself with a very familiar foe blocking the ''fucking'' way: {{team away|@}}. Here they were, with Jevil carrying a card into another pivotal knockout match against idorus and a certain yandere fat bitch named Kotoha Tanaka, merging the drama of the teams' last two cup clashes. Coach calls were fired off at a rapid clip, both teams struggling at the box in a nerve-melting stalemate. And then, at minute eighty-six, YOU JUST KNOW IT'S THE GRUDGE-BEARING CRIPPLE SEEMINGLY OUT OF NOWHERE. A white whale slain in heroic fashion, and ten literal human years of waiting for a semifinal over with a "bye bye" and a flip. | ||
The storylines were far from over, though: next came semifinalist | The storylines were far from over, though: next came semifinalist {{team away|nikg}} with a score to settle of their own, having been bounced by the monsters from Round of 16 only one League prior. Their retribution would not be found here, though; after a quiet first half, DETERMINATION launched two into the net, including Noelle's first-ever holly jolly assist. Flowey, subbed in late, decided to be a li'l ''shit'' again and let the cyborgs notch one for a scare, but the backline regained composure and closed the game out with the buffer Frisk had scratched out. | ||
And then? 1 left: | And then? 1 left: {{team away|lcg}} in the finals. An early Papyrus bumble interfered with Starwalker, allowing Don Quixote to capitalize very early. Sans, after dragging his bag of bones uselessly around all cup... continued to suck up and down the pitch at a lackadaisical pace. Jevil gave the team a 67' sliver of hope, but at 90+1 Hurtily snuck one around and that was that. Despite achieving heights never-before-seen by the team after a decade of existence, VGL23 was ultimately a genocide run abandoned at the very last moment. It would take at least another reload before reaching the promised happy ending, but a lot of long-standing barriers were finally destroyed; the team had earned a breath of fresh air. The sunlight is so nice... | ||
==== /vg/ League 23, Chapter 3 ==== | ==== /vg/ League 23, Chapter 3 ==== | ||
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''LOOK, TOBY! A THIRD CHAPTER! IS THAT SO FUCKING HARD?!'' Anyway. | ''LOOK, TOBY! A THIRD CHAPTER! IS THAT SO FUCKING HARD?!'' Anyway. | ||
Though the team didn't claim the trophy, they managed quite a haul all the same. Their | Though the team didn't claim the trophy, they managed quite a haul all the same. Their near-perfect run put them at #1 in the league rankings, Jevil took home Goal of the Tournament and Best Player, management got some props for music selection... and Sans got Worst Player. Even before the next friendlies, the crew were acknowledged with an invitation to the [[2025 4CC Champions League]] for a victory lap and a testing ground for some shake-ups in leadership. With Sans' demotion from the front two, his captaincy fell to Frisk, with Jevil as second-in-command and exact positions played close to the chest. The draw placed them into Group D, alongside the anime/gacha/wrestling multimedia empire of {{team away|bushi}}, their VGL22 run-killers {{team away|gfg}}, and... the quadruped-fucking juggernauts of {{team away|mlp}} hot off a [[2025 4chan Winter Cup]] victory for their league-leading third championship star. Even for a tournament full of heavy hitters, this looked like a tall order. | ||
A narrow victory over President <s>Ass</s> Ace's multimedia zaibatsu was managed thanks to the resident Boner Lord finally deciding to tap in a rebound, plus a lucky 72' enemy kapow. That gave the monsters a much-needed group points buffer headed into their next match against one of the most decorated and highly organized teams in all of digital divegrass... but it proved to be a much smaller task than anticipated. After Toby the FUCKING HACK jammed his wheels and let the ponies notch one early, the match quickly tilted in the monsters' favor and stayed that way from the tenth minute on. You'd think 6-2 would be enough of a trip to the glue factory, but that's including ''nine saves'' from Jackie Chan Tulpa staring down 21 shots, 15 of them on target... pastebin or not: yeouch. Round of 16 berth secured, all that remained to settle were seeding/bragging rights with the familiar VGL gun-girls, and it too was something of a formality: another autopilot, another avalanche of scores, including a gifted penalty to Starwalker and even the goddamn Totem getting a header off a Spamton corner kick. | A narrow victory over President <s>Ass</s> Ace's multimedia zaibatsu was managed thanks to Sans the resident Boner Lord (sporting a new dunce cap) finally deciding to tap in a rebound, plus a lucky 72' enemy kapow. That gave the monsters a much-needed group points buffer headed into their next match against one of the most decorated and highly organized teams in all of digital divegrass... but it proved to be a much smaller task than anticipated. After Toby the FUCKING HACK jammed his wheels and let the ponies notch one early, the match quickly tilted in the monsters' favor and stayed that way from the tenth minute on. You'd think 6-2 would be enough of a trip to the glue factory, but that's including ''nine saves'' from Jackie Chan Tulpa staring down 21 shots, 15 of them on target... experimental pastebin or not: yeouch. Round of 16 berth secured, all that remained to settle were seeding/bragging rights with the familiar VGL gun-girls, and it too was something of a formality: another autopilot, another avalanche of scores, including a gifted penalty to Starwalker and even the goddamn Totem getting a header off a Spamton corner kick. | ||
Their Round of 16 opponent, the | Their Round of 16 opponent, the dynastic {{team away|sp}}, were much more motivated and much sweatier; the game was a flurry of managerial calls and sweet fuck-all on the scoreboard until an unassisted late-game screamer from Sans... which was still not enough to take Man of the Match from A VERY PISSED-OFF STARWALKER, who saved all six on-target shots. (There were some ''disgustingly'' lucky misses and kapows in there, too, but whatever!) Sadly, an echo of the old the Final Day Curse reared its head against {{team away|holoX}} in the Quarterfinals. Despite going up early, a critical flub by Ralsei allowed for an equalizer, and a 90+5' dagger ended the multi-AU tournament for both the team and any VGL representation. Still, as the only /vg/ general to reach the Elite Eight, and beaten only by a hair by another league's former champion, it could've been a lot worse. Sometimes you just gotta beat up some horses, refuse to explain yourself, and leave. | ||
Just five days later, it was time for [[Lads on Tour]] with seven other sets of VGL blokes, including a double-header on the first day. The team gave their women (Alphys, Noelle, Susie, Temmie, Undyne) the weekend off in exchange for some defensive ringers (Berdly, Grillby Jockington, Napstablook, Rudy) as per the fellas-only invitational rules, and at first everything seemed fine. A VGL23 rematch against | Just five days later, it was back home and time for [[Lads on Tour]] with seven other sets of VGL blokes, including a double-header on the first day. The team gave their women (Alphys, Noelle, Susie, Temmie, Undyne) the weekend off in exchange for some defensive ringers (Berdly, Grillby Jockington, Napstablook, Rudy) as per the fellas-only invitational rules, and at first everything seemed fine. A VGL23 group stage rematch against {{team away|aceg}} had Sans and Frisk post up two early and grit the rest of the game to a shutout... but in the few hours between that and the ''other'' VGL23 group stage rematch against {{team away|twg}} the wheels fell off. Some combination of exhaustion and defensive inexperience opened the door to wegh ripping off a ''five-minute hat-trick'' (18', 19', 22') that would dictate the goal differential on a 2-5 drubbing. (Lancer later getting ejected on double-yellow for breaking too many knees didn't help, either.) Despite group math still being on the monsters' side (after a bizarre 3-3 come-from-behind mugging of 9 pilots by 11 warriors) and a draw still being enough to punch their Sunday ticket, the dysfunction had set in too deep. The two goals punched in by {{team away|ddg}} were answered by a complete offensive meltdown of misfires and lapses in attention; a valiant (if futile) effort by a deeply pissed-off Starwalker was the only statistical bright spot against the 0-2 final score. Third of four in the group (and sixth overall out of eight) might have been a bit of a wet fart to end the cup cycle on, but at least the team could finally rest up for a few weeks while managing to duck paying the bar tab. Cheers, lads. | ||
==== /vg/ League 24 ==== | ==== /vg/ League 24 ==== | ||
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| style="background:#DEC3E1" rowspan="3" align=center|[[File:Vglbarry.png|135px|link=Lads_on_Tour]]<br>[[Lads on Tour]] | | style="background:#DEC3E1" rowspan="3" align=center|[[File:Vglbarry.png|135px|link=Lads_on_Tour]]<br>[[Lads on Tour]] | ||
| style="background:#DEC3E1" rowspan="3" align=center|[[ | | style="background:#DEC3E1" rowspan="3" align=center|[[Lads on Tour#Group A|Group Stage]]<br>'''Group A''' | ||
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|width=25% align=center| [[File:indie_logo.png|100px|link=https://implyingrigged.info/wiki//indie/]]<br>'''Quirky Derby'''||width=75% rowspan=2|Call it this or whatever else you like: Fangamer Merch Derby, Earthbound Inspiration Derby, YIIK-Like Derby. The fact remains that Undertale and at least half of the potpourri general's roster are inexorably linked in people's minds, and if '''/utg/''' as a general were to suddenly vanish, they would quickly colonize (and fucking ruin) their li'l '''/indie/''' brother. | |width=25% align=center| [[File:indie_logo.png|100px|link=https://implyingrigged.info/wiki//indie/]]<br>'''Quirky Derby'''||width=75% rowspan=2|Call it this or whatever else you like: Fangamer Merch Derby, Earthbound Inspiration Derby, YIIK-Like Derby. The fact remains that Undertale and at least half of the potpourri general's roster are inexorably linked in people's minds, and if '''/utg/''' as a general were to suddenly vanish, they would quickly colonize (and fucking ruin) their li'l '''/indie/''' brother. | ||
Despite ''many'' attempts, the monsters have never managed to best the combined power of these other games. The score gap had only grown wider with each passing meeting in Friendlies for [[/vg/_League_9_Friendlies#September_24|9]], [[/vg/_League_X_Friendlies#April_15|X]] and [[/vg/_League_21_Friendlies#September_23rd|21]]; while their meetup in [[/vg/_League_22_Friendlies#March_9th|22]] pulled that disparity back to 1-0, another loss is still another loss. Keep in mind, this is all while the two teams have yet to meet for a match with League consequences. Would fortunes change with higher stakes? As both threads lose their minds waiting for vaporware, will we ever get to find out? | |||
Only time will tell. | Only time will tell. | ||
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"'''''Vengeance! Violence! <big>EXECUTION POINTS!</big>'''''" | "'''''Vengeance! Violence! <big>EXECUTION POINTS!</big>'''''" | ||
Or something like that. | Or something like that. '''/2hug/''' became VGL champions shortly after that, the significance of which remains mysterious, but the monsters have yet to taste revenge... | ||
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|width=25% align=center| [[File: | |width=25% align=center| [[File:@_logo.png|100px|link=https://implyingrigged.info/wiki//@/]]<br>'''Requiem for a Fat Bitch'''||width=75% rowspan=2|In their first two meetings, the [[/@/|idols]] served the monsters a pair of painful 1-3 losses; the first time in [[/vg/_League_18#Playoff_Round_2|VGL18]] it was a knockout. In [[/vg/_League_X-2#Group_D|VGLX-2]] it was merely a group stage drubbing, but a baited foul from Kotoha Tanaka left '''/utg/''' Jevil-less in a Survival Round embarrassment that sent them packing. [[/vg/_League_23#Quarterfinals|VGL23]] saw comeuppance, though, with /utg/ reaching their first semifinal after a decade of existence with a last-minute Jevil goal. That same game also meant the dubious record for "most /vg/ roster apperances without a semifinal" became the idols' burden. | ||
While '''/@/''' yo-yo every now and again, their abilities when firing on all cylinders are renowned and rightly feared. With a win finally notched against the entertainers, this rivalry returned to a simmer... but it could easily flare up again. (Especially if that ''fake-humble cow of theirs'' ever decides to act up again.) | |||
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|width=25% align=center| [[File: | |width=25% align=center| [[File:kfg_logo.png|100px|link=https://implyingrigged.info/wiki//kfg/]]<br>'''Definitely Not Furries Derby'''||width=75% rowspan=2|Friendly fare, but still a few historical wrinkles. The two met first in the [[/vg/_League_17_Qualifiers#Qualifying_Group|VGL17 Qualifiers]], where the [[/kfg/|Friends]] took the win. However, '''/utg/''' topped the qualifiers in the end and made the /vg/ roster, while the gijinkas ate a disappointing group stage exit. | ||
They met again more or less right away in [[/vg/_League_18#Group_C|VGL18's group stage]], but there '''/kfg/''' lost and were ultimately denied a berth to a roster slot by that match and a crushing late-game loss to '''/utg/''''s [[/drg/|other concurrent rival]]. Oh, the despair... | |||
Even without meeting on the pitch, '''/utg/''' has still figured into Japari Park heartbreak, such as edging them out of [[/vg/_League_X-2#Final_Rankings|yet another roster slot]] during [[/vg/_League_X-2#Playoff_Round_1|SR1 of VGL X-2]]. The teams have stayed clear of one another since, though, and both [[/vg/_League_21#Final_Rankings|made it in VGL21!]] Sugoi! | |||
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Team Information
Reputation
Early in the team's history, the monster mash was initially regarded as a flash-in-the-pan nuiscance in /vg/ and something of a blight, but time and familiarity has softened things a bit. While the threads themselves remain interminably horny and autistic, Undertale (along with the chunk of Deltarune that FUCKING HACK HAS GOTTEN OFF HIS LAZY ASS TO RELEASE) has stood the test of time. Whatever borderline-/trash/ fanart smut or mentally ill tripfagging is happening in the thread, at least people like seeing the team out on the pitch.
After a long hiatus from the league, their VGL17 return gave them a new lease on life as a mid-tier collection of pranksters, escaping groups regularly but iffy in knockouts and often quick to exit if they see Final Day action. Their actual skill and performance fluctuates wildly: choking against gimme opponents, sneaking out undeserved wins, going GOD OF HYPERDEATH mode without warning, racking up fouls, or playing some of the most unwatchable spaghetti-dropping zero-IQ garbage ever witnessed by man or beast. If they exceed expectations they're a Cinderella story, and if they under-perform they're exposed frauds and retards that should be banished and sealed underground. Whatever they do, it's usually funny... just be sure the joke isn't on you.
History
Previous save states can be seen at /utg/ History.
/vg/ League 21
Faced with rules and configurations changing drastically once again, it was the right time for the addition of Trainer !!z/nDNyNKZRL to double the team's management staff to a mind-boggling two people. The friendlies were a vital time to try new things out and consult the fans. Sans' experiments with radioactive calcium turned him briefly into a Papyrus-sized behemoth, but the plan was ultimately rejected after sizable losses to /2hug/ and
/indie/ brethren. Even besides the valuable practice, at least Tall Sans scared the bejesus out of
/aceg/ for a match. These games were also the farewell tour for Toriel "GOATmom" Dreemurr, who retired her #3 jersey and opted to bake cinnamon and/or butterscotch and/or snail pies for after the team's games. In her stead came her second-favorite son Kris, with knife and cage-wagon in tow.
The team was slotted into Group C, featuring the stalwart /fgog/, the plucky-but-beleaguered
/omg/, and FUCKING LE MICKEY FREEKICKEY ZERO SANALDO
/akg/ not long after clashing on VGL19's final day. With a group this competitive, /utg/ sought group points and big scores early out the gate, and were lucky to face the debuting Omega Strikers first. The match was an offensive free-for-all, a defensive letdown, and a goalkeeping shitshow, but /utg/ was able to outpace the quasi-soccer players. After trading bloots to 3-3, Spamton finally scored his second VGL-career goal (showing off his new goalhorn) to go up at the half. The creatures held that lead (and extended it slightly) to the end... but not before the [[#1 Rated Salesman]] also picked up a pointless yellow card in post-90' stoppage. That's our Big Shit alright.
Wasting no time getting the clown show on the road, BIG SHIT picked up his second VGL21 yellow card at TWO MINUTES INTO THE NEXT FUCKING GAME, ensuring he would spend grip weekend cooling off in his goddamn garbage can. The Free Kick Free Goal Merchants capitalized right away, and only twenty minutes in it was already 0-2. However, in the spirit of CHAOS, Jevil opened the doors for a rally, and twenty minutes after that awful start the gang was up 3-2. They held that lead from minute 40 clear into the last moments of stoppage, during which Jevil got his first ever brace and gave the audience their first taste of TRUE CHAOS over the stadium PA. By Day 6's end, /utg/ was atop a 6-3-3-0 group, but a date with Fate (Grand Order) on Spam Filter Saturday and a potential triple-six tragedy still loomed. Despite briefly holding the lead during the close game, the monsters ultimately fell behind 2-3 just after second-half kickoff and the match fizzled out from there. Though a Group C victory was narrowly secured, the battle-tested theater geeks of /revue/ took the monsters out 2-1 in a Round of 16 spaghetti-fest that saw Burgerpants as both the target of various tackles and the only monster who remembered where the opponent's net was. Still, with the post-revival rep streak intact, anything else would've been icing on the eugenics-free lemon bread. Until next time.
/vg/ League 22
The gang enjoyed their time in pre-League friendlies by sandwiching yet another loss to /indie/ with two exciting benuldies clinches against storied racists
/vgt/ and the dearly departed
/fg/, unknowingly setting the tone for their draw-heavy match results to come in Group L. Whether or not they simply forgot that group stage games don't go to shootouts is not fully known, but the pattern started right away with
/llsifg/, with the team going from 2-0 at the half to a hard-fought 3-3 amid careful coach maneuvering. Next came
/smbg/ which, despite being HIS TEAM and HIS PITCH and another MOTM nod for Determination, was actually all Burgerpants' show; long connections from his boss frequently set up juke moves and acrobatic trick passes in a Globetrotters-esque 4-1 rout, earning the neurotic wagie a Player of the Day nod for his effort.
The team came into Grip Weekend on a razor's edge lead at 4-4-3-0, but the team was apparently due for another spaghetti-spilling nil-nil freak show of a match against the long-suffering and already-eliminated /mmg/. The hapless robots were absolutely stonewalled by Starwalker to the tune of six saves and a keeper Man of the Match. Somehow, despite that crime against footie, which left the managers feeling compelled to literally apologize, the group's final match of idols and plumbers also resulted in a (much more entertaining) draw, which secured the Fun Gang top of the group on a meager 5 points.
The Round of 16 showdown with /nikg/ featured a scheduling conflict that forced the team's head coach away for the day, but the former head coach managed to put down the paperwork and act as human pastebin for the day. The game plan was cooked to perfection (and reheated in the microwave on match day) to the tune of box-peppering 2-0 win and the team's third Final Day berth. Unfortunately, a stronger thread of fate would reassert itself; the team's medals had their guns all go cold in the Quarterfinals against
/gfg/, leaving Susie of all people to step up and notch the lone monster goal on a heroic curler. Once again, despite carrying on the streak of /vg/ call-ups and cementing their post-revival consistency, reaching the Final Four and true glory remained an unfulfilled prophecy. Don't forget.
/vg/ League 23, Chapter 1
After another bizarrely benuldies-fueled pair of friendlies against /ddg/ and
/ss13g/ in the off-season, it was time to lace up again. Krabs relinquished his ritual count after 2000+ days, so we bid him farewell and welcomed back resident knee-destroyer Lancer to the squad. The Hat of Fate set the now-complete Fun Gang (and Friends) up against
/twg/ soldiers,
/aceg/ pilots, and
/pcrg/ uh... whatever's going on with their thing. They've got a funny catgirl, that's about all I can piece together... but I digress. On the opening day first-ever showdown against the Total Warriors, the newly returned li'l scamp was purple condition, so he just glided horizontally along the bench for the day without animating. Sans was similarly lethargic and blue, resulting in a match that was mostly the backline forcing nine terrible shots and Starwalker manhandling the other five for a Man of the Match. Frisk capitalizing at 83' on a gifted defensive flub was the lone goal of the game, but that was enough to pry away the three valuable group points at stake.
Starwalker was exhausted, and ennui struck Lancer and Sans again, but Day 6's scramble with the flyboys started with history-making fireworks. Pixy found his reason to fight in a hurry with a record-matching early yellow at 0:19, but this in turn set up something even more incredible. With the clock paused, Burgerpants lifted the ball into the box for a Frisk header down to Jevil, whose screaming CHAOS BOMB goal went in at the world-spinning match time of 51 seconds. This was not only a milestone in /vg/ League history, or inter-cup history, but reasonably believed to be the fastest opening goal in over a decade of virtual divegrass. Pixy threatened another new record by fouling again before the 2-minute mark, but he got away with a warning, after which the match settled into something much less... well, chaotic. Another goal apiece took the game to the break, and Father Alvin survived a second-half series of strafing runs to hold the advantage, with a ninety-plus-three cherry on top from DETERMINATION to bookend the match.
Atop a 6-3-3-0 but by no means safe or self-assured, it was decided to attempt physical confusion and intimidation by forcing B(y)urgerp(y)ants to receive kot-ification for the Princess Connect match. While the effectiveness of this plan was... debatable... the match ultimately went well. In an eerie rerun of the Day 1 save file, a midfield deadlock was broken open by an unassisted DETERMINATION at the 83rd minute, forcing his way past a defender that fell down after a block. Frisk, Jevil, and Mettaton all picked up yellows, but they would be wiped by the team's next match, and hey: Lancer finally played! (More because he was forced to than he was in the best condition, but he's a bouncy boy, he's fine.) The end of Group Stage saw the monsters pick up 9 points, claim the 6-seed for Round of 16, and once again see above-ground daylight with a 50% lifetime win rate.
/vg/ League 23, Chapter 2
To secure that stat line in the off-season, though, they had to notch one more win, and the racists of /vgt/ were not just their ski slope buddies in the intro hyp but their Round of 16 opponent. Sans finally found some motivation but remained more or less invisible, and with Burgerpants still woozy from de-kyotificyation syurgery it was up to the resident mental cases to get the job done. Spamton, trading on his [[Number 1 Rated Salesman 1997]] experience and spurred by the power of eurobeat, drew first blood, but Kaz (Forma de Papá Codorniz) was quick to answer back just five minutes later. Despite the monsters appearing to have the edge on attack, the game ground to a halt from there to the end of regulation... leaving Wheelchair Boy to sink a pair of eggsdra dime snap-shots from just outside the box to seal the deal. Final Day #4... at the cost of yellows on Flowey... and Jevil.
Standing on the edge of the Final Four once again, the Fun Gang found itself with a very familiar foe blocking the fucking way: /@/. Here they were, with Jevil carrying a card into another pivotal knockout match against idorus and a certain yandere fat bitch named Kotoha Tanaka, merging the drama of the teams' last two cup clashes. Coach calls were fired off at a rapid clip, both teams struggling at the box in a nerve-melting stalemate. And then, at minute eighty-six, YOU JUST KNOW IT'S THE GRUDGE-BEARING CRIPPLE SEEMINGLY OUT OF NOWHERE. A white whale slain in heroic fashion, and ten literal human years of waiting for a semifinal over with a "bye bye" and a flip.
The storylines were far from over, though: next came semifinalist /nikg/ with a score to settle of their own, having been bounced by the monsters from Round of 16 only one League prior. Their retribution would not be found here, though; after a quiet first half, DETERMINATION launched two into the net, including Noelle's first-ever holly jolly assist. Flowey, subbed in late, decided to be a li'l shit again and let the cyborgs notch one for a scare, but the backline regained composure and closed the game out with the buffer Frisk had scratched out.
And then? 1 left: /lcg/ in the finals. An early Papyrus bumble interfered with Starwalker, allowing Don Quixote to capitalize very early. Sans, after dragging his bag of bones uselessly around all cup... continued to suck up and down the pitch at a lackadaisical pace. Jevil gave the team a 67' sliver of hope, but at 90+1 Hurtily snuck one around and that was that. Despite achieving heights never-before-seen by the team after a decade of existence, VGL23 was ultimately a genocide run abandoned at the very last moment. It would take at least another reload before reaching the promised happy ending, but a lot of long-standing barriers were finally destroyed; the team had earned a breath of fresh air. The sunlight is so nice...
/vg/ League 23, Chapter 3
LOOK, TOBY! A THIRD CHAPTER! IS THAT SO FUCKING HARD?! Anyway.
Though the team didn't claim the trophy, they managed quite a haul all the same. Their near-perfect run put them at #1 in the league rankings, Jevil took home Goal of the Tournament and Best Player, management got some props for music selection... and Sans got Worst Player. Even before the next friendlies, the crew were acknowledged with an invitation to the 2025 4CC Champions League for a victory lap and a testing ground for some shake-ups in leadership. With Sans' demotion from the front two, his captaincy fell to Frisk, with Jevil as second-in-command and exact positions played close to the chest. The draw placed them into Group D, alongside the anime/gacha/wrestling multimedia empire of /bushi/, their VGL22 run-killers
/gfg/, and... the quadruped-fucking juggernauts of
/mlp/ hot off a 2025 4chan Winter Cup victory for their league-leading third championship star. Even for a tournament full of heavy hitters, this looked like a tall order.
A narrow victory over President Ass Ace's multimedia zaibatsu was managed thanks to Sans the resident Boner Lord (sporting a new dunce cap) finally deciding to tap in a rebound, plus a lucky 72' enemy kapow. That gave the monsters a much-needed group points buffer headed into their next match against one of the most decorated and highly organized teams in all of digital divegrass... but it proved to be a much smaller task than anticipated. After Toby the FUCKING HACK jammed his wheels and let the ponies notch one early, the match quickly tilted in the monsters' favor and stayed that way from the tenth minute on. You'd think 6-2 would be enough of a trip to the glue factory, but that's including nine saves from Jackie Chan Tulpa staring down 21 shots, 15 of them on target... experimental pastebin or not: yeouch. Round of 16 berth secured, all that remained to settle were seeding/bragging rights with the familiar VGL gun-girls, and it too was something of a formality: another autopilot, another avalanche of scores, including a gifted penalty to Starwalker and even the goddamn Totem getting a header off a Spamton corner kick.
Their Round of 16 opponent, the dynastic /sp/, were much more motivated and much sweatier; the game was a flurry of managerial calls and sweet fuck-all on the scoreboard until an unassisted late-game screamer from Sans... which was still not enough to take Man of the Match from A VERY PISSED-OFF STARWALKER, who saved all six on-target shots. (There were some disgustingly lucky misses and kapows in there, too, but whatever!) Sadly, an echo of the old the Final Day Curse reared its head against
/holoX/ in the Quarterfinals. Despite going up early, a critical flub by Ralsei allowed for an equalizer, and a 90+5' dagger ended the multi-AU tournament for both the team and any VGL representation. Still, as the only /vg/ general to reach the Elite Eight, and beaten only by a hair by another league's former champion, it could've been a lot worse. Sometimes you just gotta beat up some horses, refuse to explain yourself, and leave.
Just five days later, it was back home and time for Lads on Tour with seven other sets of VGL blokes, including a double-header on the first day. The team gave their women (Alphys, Noelle, Susie, Temmie, Undyne) the weekend off in exchange for some defensive ringers (Berdly, Grillby Jockington, Napstablook, Rudy) as per the fellas-only invitational rules, and at first everything seemed fine. A VGL23 group stage rematch against /aceg/ had Sans and Frisk post up two early and grit the rest of the game to a shutout... but in the few hours between that and the other VGL23 group stage rematch against
/twg/ the wheels fell off. Some combination of exhaustion and defensive inexperience opened the door to wegh ripping off a five-minute hat-trick (18', 19', 22') that would dictate the goal differential on a 2-5 drubbing. (Lancer later getting ejected on double-yellow for breaking too many knees didn't help, either.) Despite group math still being on the monsters' side (after a bizarre 3-3 come-from-behind mugging of 9 pilots by 11 warriors) and a draw still being enough to punch their Sunday ticket, the dysfunction had set in too deep. The two goals punched in by
/ddg/ were answered by a complete offensive meltdown of misfires and lapses in attention; a valiant (if futile) effort by a deeply pissed-off Starwalker was the only statistical bright spot against the 0-2 final score. Third of four in the group (and sixth overall out of eight) might have been a bit of a wet fart to end the cup cycle on, but at least the team could finally rest up for a few weeks while managing to duck paying the bar tab. Cheers, lads.
/vg/ League 24
The future: a Katawa Shoujo friendly, Jevil as a /vg/ medal, the actual /vg/ League... AND MAYBE A FUCKING GAME RELEASE, TOBY? EVEN A DATE? SOMETHING? ANYTHING? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
Team Roster
Main article: /utg/ Roster
Match History
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Rivalries
Major Rivalries
![]() Quirky Derby |
Call it this or whatever else you like: Fangamer Merch Derby, Earthbound Inspiration Derby, YIIK-Like Derby. The fact remains that Undertale and at least half of the potpourri general's roster are inexorably linked in people's minds, and if /utg/ as a general were to suddenly vanish, they would quickly colonize (and fucking ruin) their li'l /indie/ brother.
Despite many attempts, the monsters have never managed to best the combined power of these other games. The score gap had only grown wider with each passing meeting in Friendlies for 9, X and 21; while their meetup in 22 pulled that disparity back to 1-0, another loss is still another loss. Keep in mind, this is all while the two teams have yet to meet for a match with League consequences. Would fortunes change with higher stakes? As both threads lose their minds waiting for vaporware, will we ever get to find out? Only time will tell. | |||||||||
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![]() Danmaku Derby |
Where many /utg/ rivalries begin on the field, this one was born from the fans' thirst for blood. As the wait for more UT/DR content piled on more and more days, /2hug/ collaborations (and distractions for Toby Fox's attention) earned envy and scorn.
What was meant to be a friendly celebration of bullet patterns became an minor instigating event. It makes total sense, in retrospect. "First that hack wastes valuable Chapter 3 development time chasing Gensokyo hussies? And then they casually drop by our home pitch to beat us?!" "Vengeance! Violence! EXECUTION POINTS!" Or something like that. /2hug/ became VGL champions shortly after that, the significance of which remains mysterious, but the monsters have yet to taste revenge... | |||||||||
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![]() Requiem for a Fat Bitch |
In their first two meetings, the idols served the monsters a pair of painful 1-3 losses; the first time in VGL18 it was a knockout. In VGLX-2 it was merely a group stage drubbing, but a baited foul from Kotoha Tanaka left /utg/ Jevil-less in a Survival Round embarrassment that sent them packing. VGL23 saw comeuppance, though, with /utg/ reaching their first semifinal after a decade of existence with a last-minute Jevil goal. That same game also meant the dubious record for "most /vg/ roster apperances without a semifinal" became the idols' burden.
While /@/ yo-yo every now and again, their abilities when firing on all cylinders are renowned and rightly feared. With a win finally notched against the entertainers, this rivalry returned to a simmer... but it could easily flare up again. (Especially if that fake-humble cow of theirs ever decides to act up again.) | |||||||||
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Minor Rivalries
![]() Definitely Not Furries Derby |
Friendly fare, but still a few historical wrinkles. The two met first in the VGL17 Qualifiers, where the Friends took the win. However, /utg/ topped the qualifiers in the end and made the /vg/ roster, while the gijinkas ate a disappointing group stage exit.
They met again more or less right away in VGL18's group stage, but there /kfg/ lost and were ultimately denied a berth to a roster slot by that match and a crushing late-game loss to /utg/'s other concurrent rival. Oh, the despair... Even without meeting on the pitch, /utg/ has still figured into Japari Park heartbreak, such as edging them out of yet another roster slot during SR1 of VGL X-2. The teams have stayed clear of one another since, though, and both made it in VGL21! Sugoi! Long story short, the versus record doesn't quite paint the whole picture here, and any future meetings may add yet more twists of fate. | |||||||||
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![]() The Knockout Game |
Another simmering grudge which hasn't yet become either a white whale or a blood feud. This particular gang of gacha gooners suffered a hotly-contested Round of 16 exit at the monsters' hands and feet in VGL19, giving their rematch in the Survival Round of the very next league tournament a piquant spiciness.
Of course, /utg/ couldn't do anything thanks to a medal disadvantage, and after 120 FULL MINUTES OF DOMINATION, the match was ultimately settled as a 0(3)-0(4) loss in benuldies... after which /fgoalter/ were immediately dispatched in SR2 as frauds. (Sure, the same would've almost certainly happened to /utg/ in the same place... but still!) For an eggsdra-dime win after an atrocious match against a handicapped opponent, the Chaldeans were a bit lippy. But then again they're always like that, so it's all in good fun. For now. | |||||||||
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Similar to the proto-rivalry of /fgoalter/, this is another story told in terms of tournament eliminations. One team is a former Final Day regular with one of the most extensive management teams in the league, and the other is a floating eyeball and a coach trying to coax wins from a goalie with no arms. After an instructional thumping in the inaugural New Thread Cup and ending /utg/'s Cinderella second-ever Final Day in VGL19, Mt. Ebott's Monsters and Rhodes Island's Operators faced each other again just two cups later. This time, chaos and determination turned the tables on edgekino and Mickey Mouse magic with a 5-3 comeback that dunked their hopes for a Group Stage pass, fanning rumors of the Golden Age's end. While /akg/ do some tenrolls to try get their mojo (and sanity) back, who will be the first to reach the top of the mountain the Arknights left behind? | |||||||||
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Achievements
Awards
VGL5
>Best General
(disqualified)VGL5
Worst General
(yeah there we go)VGLX
Golden Ball
(Burgerpants)VGL18
Best Stadium
(Cyber City)VGL19
Best Player Model
(I CAN'T DO ANYTHING)VGL23
Best Anthem
(various songs)VGL23
Goal of the Tournament
(I CAN'T DO ANYTHING)VGL23
Best Player
(I CAN'T DO ANYTHING)VGL23
Worst Player
(BAD TIMES)
- VGL23, all used anthems: Knock You Down !! (home), Mad Dummy (RichaadEB cover) (away), Attack of the Killer Queen (Eurobeat Remix) (vs. /vgt/), Battle Against a True Hero (final day), & Hopes and Dreams (grand finals)
Commendations
/vg/ League 19
Player of the Day
(YOU IDIOT, Day 9)4cc Autumn '23
Player of the Day
(YOU IDIOT, Day 6)/vg/ League 22
Player of the Day
(Burgerpants, Day 5)
Records
/meg/ - /utg/
set the following records during VGL9 in Group F:
- Most offensive fouls by one team (/utg/): 10
- Most offensive fouls by both teams in one game: 12*
/utg/ - /fgg/
set the following records during VGLX in the Survival Round:
- Most yellow cards by one team (/utg/): 5
- Most yellow cards by both teams in one game: 6
- Most cards overall in one game: 7 (6 yellows and 1 red)
- BAD TIMES tied the record for single-game goals (5) during the VGL7 Knockouts against /mhg/
and both of your parents already like him BETTER THAN YOU
- BAD TIMES tied the record for the highest player rating (9.0) during the VGL17 Qualifiers against /acg/
and is currently banging your mom RIGHT FUCKING NOW
- I CAN'T DO ANYTHING set the record for fastest goal (0:51) during the VGL23 Group Stage against /aceg/
and he pulled it off WITH A BROKEN FREAKIN' WHEEL
/vg/ Representatives
- VGL label cells link to the /vg/ League that representative earned their position.
- Cup logo cells link to the 4chan Cup tournament in which that player was part of the /vg/ roster.
- Player icon cells link to the historical roster pages for the players' respective appearances.
- Nameplate cells link to that players' individual statistics page (on IsThisLiv) for their 4chan Cup performance.
Exports
- CURRENTLY DED EXPORTS: literally every export from VGL5 to VGL11 (rip my nigga puush)
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