Attentive readers of my and shaolinda’s posts on this blog have probably noticed from time to time a mainly played animosity towards a certain character named Powdersnow. That animosity – but especially the show especially the Marx Brothers are giving – has its root in old stories and long forgotten battles. Unfortunately for the named Powdersnow, I have a horse’s memory. We can forgive but we will never forget. If you are interested why Powdersnow nowadays is known as Dodo Pow or want to know why Shaolinda is a Goddess with her own high-priests and followers (Frogodo, the latest crew member, always washes her feet when she enters the office), I suggest you browse to the Marx Brothers blog and read up. Twenty people devote time and energy to write the greatest fabrications, exaggerations and PS-related stories. This official blog will not be used to say anything bad about Surreal*, the “who the hell?” clan Powdersnow was presiding and still mentally leads. I want, briefly, to discuss clans in itself: their goal, purpose and reason of existence.
Clans are in my view institutional oddities. They were created long before Powersoccer embraced them – crew members luckily have plenty of moments of vision – officially as independent, unofficial gatherings of people. If you were to command or create a clan, you needed to create a blog, have four members and write “we exist” in a specific thread in the best place on earth: the powersoccer forum.
It was only in November last year when clans were created in Powersoccer itself. Clans were bands of brothers fighting for clan ranking points and the overall honour of their clan (one could state: “as Surreal hardly played clan cups, they hardly had an honour”). As clans became official and gained a purpose (to be the best, the loudest or the most solicited, the least active), they became a tool for creating a sense of belonging as well. You prided yourself on being in a specific clan and you prided yourself on your clan mates. You upheld their honour in one on one’s clan cups and got to know each other better through the secret clan fora. Or you could do none of those things at all and call yourself an active clan, Surreal as that may sound.
Powersoccer becomes – and this is the main point of this article (yes, I have a clue) – through its institutional oddities ‘familiar’. You start to know all the household names. You start to like their characteristics (or dislike them). After a while, you get used to in real life absurd sentences like “Marx Brothers Clan is one hell of a great bunch of guys. Boy, did they kick Surreals’ ass – sorry for the word – badly” and you start to feel at home. Powersoccer becomes a family, a nation even, where there is shared belonging. We all talk Powersoccerian by now. We all talk about clans, tokens, MAs, PSE and many more things. We all know ATG, Imperium, Colony of Slippermen, Marx Brothers, TVST (and a tiny minority also vaguely recalls something called Surreal – please don’t shoot me if I misspelled the name). As this is a game played by thousands and thousands of people, that is one great achievement.
* A big thanks to Bigdaddyat for retrieving the link to their clan page. It was a bit dusty but we cleaned it and post it here.