The O’rangers had themed the league around sand, cacti and tumbleweeds, but Orlango was more than that- it was the meeting place of ocean, desert, field, and swamp. The O’Marbles farmed the flat and fertile lands, but while the orange groves had a lot of charm, they weren’t exactly flashy. Pinky Winky found Billy relaxingContinue reading “Marble League 2025: High Noon”
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The Tropical Collage
Our Marble Survival Season 2 competitors reflect on a hard-fought season post-elimination, all the way to the end.
ML2024 Memo #6: One Final Aurora
Marble League 2024 has come to an end. Two teams with no medals until the final event discuss their fortunes amongst themselves as the three final podium teams come to terms with standing atop the highest podium in marble sports.
ML2024 Memo #1: The More Things Change
After the Ice Dash ended, Billy found Smoggy in the Hazers’ common room as usual, slumped dejectedly against the couch watching local news play no louder than a hum.
“Hello, Billy,” Smoggy greeted them, not turning their gaze from the TV.
ML2023 Memo #12: Rolling Waves In The Tide of Change
One left, two rights. A full rotation and back to the left. Even now, they can remember it as clearly as day. “I need you to take over the team,” Rosa had asked, quiet and resolute. “My resignation letter is on Promise’s desk.” To say they hadn’t seen the resignation coming would be a lie.Continue reading “ML2023 Memo #12: Rolling Waves In The Tide of Change”
ML2023 Memo #10: A Bitter Taste
A silver medal finish would be worthy of celebration to many. It wasn’t gold by any means, but to have beaten fourteen other teams and given the chance to stand on the podium was usually just enough to drown out the woes of what could have been. Usually, anyways; if you happened to be ThunderContinue reading “ML2023 Memo #10: A Bitter Taste”
M1S5 Memo #1: The Places Between the Races
Hunluen – 1/9/24 Exiting the elevator onto the bustling streets of Hunluen, Ruzzy didn’t realize for a few seconds that the sun had set in the half hour they were underground. The block was a blinding array of shops and food vendors. A department store opposite the vendors beckoned customers with neon arrows flashing inContinue reading “M1S5 Memo #1: The Places Between the Races”
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