Kek
-dick
(Y/N) = Your Name
(U/N) = Username
(T/N) = Team Name
(T/M) = Teammate Name (if there's a number beside it that means it's a different teammate)
Your name is (Y/N). Otherwise known as (U/N), the star player for (T/N) CS: GO. You were a professional Counter-Strike player. You were known as North America's last hope. (fun fact: No North American team has won a CS: GO Major yet.) You were the star player, the one who went on ads, the one who tested the latest and greatest gear and most of all, the player known to bringing the first Major tournament back home.
Except, you didn't have a face, at least in front of the public. You were born with crippling social anxiety. Despite many doctors telling you and your parents that it would pass and that you would grow out of it, you never did. The first time you went to an E-Sports World Championship LAN, you caved in and bought a plastic blue bucket, pierced two eye-shaped holes in it, drew a smile on it with a permanent marker and then put it on. You hated the crowd, absolutely hated it. You hated interviews, media and any form of attention really.
EWC Prime Seoul Qualifiers (Cache)
You hated that you and your team won the first Major for North America. You hated having fans. Not that you didn't appreciate them, but you didn't want to see them. Above all that, you hated the standard you had to uphold. You were known as the best player the eSports scene in years, and you had to be lik ethat.
"The score is fifteen to fourteen, there's so much tension in the room." The caster began. "(U/N) gets boosted on the box by the entrance by his teammate (T/M)."
"Twenty-five seconds left, molotovs in, set-piece out…and (U/N) has let them all pass." You align your crosshair and fire. "One!" Then quickly disposing of another player. "Two!" Then the third one that came out. "Three! Oh! Raz3 is the last one alive!"
Player Raz3 gets killed by your teammates.
"They tie the game, we're going into overtime!"
The crowd goes wild as your teammate (T/M) gets off his chair and shakes you until you're slightly dizzy before sitting back down.
You never knew you could make it this far, especially with how shy you were. You never knew that the bucket you wore would be your symbol, how they would recognize you in the crowds or on stage.
EWC Prime Seoul, semifinals against Team Vapor
"It's gonna be (T/M), but, (U/N) is creeping, they've seen him with the AWP now, and the desperate play into B comes in." The caster pauses. "Smokes-double smokes in the same places(U/N) just jumping casually in the site, he's gonna fall down and-" The crowd drowns out the caster.
"What is this clutch from (U/N) are you serious, what is that you can't do that (U/N)! This isn't APL, this is a major!" The replay comes in of you jumping down, taking down one of the two remaining of Team Vapor's, it was a no-scope, you quickly notice the other player and promptly no-scope him. "It was a no-scope! It was a no-scope!"
That moment was also one of the many things you were known for.
Those moments quickly came to an end as the Omnic Crisis came forward. You were drafted by the US Military to fight against the impending threat. Your fans didn't want you to go, they were afraid that you wouldn't make it back, even going as as far as protesting against it. You were their icon, the one the average gamer looked up to, the one any aspiring pro wanted to become.
You felt as it was your duty to fight against the Omnics. In the end, the fans couldn't stop you from doing what you felt had to be done.
For a year, you went completely dark. Your social media goes untouched for months, there's no update on your whereabouts nor do the fan e-mails that get sent to your inbox ever get checked. You just simply disappeared from the world.
Many have theorized that you have died in combat, it was a widely believed theory, the drama that ensued never left media headlines for months as everyone was dying to know what happened to the CS: GO legend known as (U/N).
The commotion died down as you started to fade from peoples' memories. People had to move on, they couldn't just sit around worrying about someone they don't even know.
That is until a picture of your team's logo was posted on your social media accounts Just in time for the latest major. EWC Busan 2075.
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You stared into the monitor, deeply concentrated in the game. It was the group stages. Your team was against Ludum bonum, (Good Game). A South-Korean team that was the clear favorites in the crowd. Your team was booed when the five of you appeared on stage, the exact opposite happening when your opponents appeared.
You blinked as you fist-bumped your teammate after a 1v1 bomb plant retake situation.
"(T/M2) takes down Eclipse with the M4 and has enough time for the defuse!" The caster said, garnering a crowd-wide moan of disappointment as the next round started. "If you're just joining us, it's (T/N), the American champions versus Ludum bonum, the crowd-favorites. (T/N) are off to a good start with an eight-to-one lead against their opponents. They're playing on Dust Two and it looks like there's a tactical pause coming in from (T/N)."
The weapons your team currently slowly started getting replaced with AWPs, with the four of five people on the team having sniper rifles, ready to shoot some ducks.
"Oh and look at the guns, four AWPs! They're ready to shoot some ducks as they cross the middle and it's gonna be a challenge and Angel!" The player known as Angel scopes in his rifle as he gets a vision of the middle section of this map, only to be shot back by four AWPs. "Not in this lifetime! He is destroyed!"
Map 1 was won by (U/N), and the analysts and casters were expecting it to be a 2-0 sweep, much to the dismay of the South Korean fans.
/
D'VA on social media, before Map 1: "Let's go LuBo! Beat those cocky Americans!"
After Map 1: "They just got lucky, Map 2 will be EZ PZ."
Even though Hana Song wasn't a huge Counter-Strike buff, it was quite entertaining to watch the matches. Especially with the rise of a team from her country, she wanted to wish them good luck.
She watched her monitor as the second map Overpass started.
/
EWC Prime Busan group stages, Map 2 against Ludum Bonum (Overpass)
The game didn't start out well as the first half ended 12-3 in favor of your opponents. You were on the CT side now.
Despite the massive round deficit, your In-Game-Leader was feeling quite confident, and so was the rest of the team. Why? A special boost was found that no one knew about. It allowed whoever was on top to see nearly half the entire map.
The team didn't use it yet, only after pistol round.
"Oh my god what is this boost coming in from, (T/N)? They can see all the way to the bathrooms as well! This is (T/M) being a genius." You lined up a shot.
An enemy player fell.
"Straight headshot there, Smitt looking confused and dazed!" The caster spoke with shock. "And there's gonna be a follow-up!" The crowd went wild.
. . .
Map 3 was won 16-13. Despite the massive controversy, EWC has ruled that the boost was legal, but the map creator has gone on to say he will patch the boost.
/
"Oh come on! It was so unfair!" Hana Song, commonly known as D'VA complained as she smacked her hands on the table at the ruling. She grumbled some more before closing the live stream and going on social media.
"Map 2 was completely unfair, the boost was so OP! Pls, nerf!"
She sighed.
The finals for her game was tomorrow. She better be practicing.
EWC Prime Seoul SC2 Finals
"It's the final showdown. The entire map has been cleansed of all resources, all that remains are the units and the defense. HDK's completely relying on his defense and what's left of his troops, he's in a desperate situation and he's hoping to God that they'll hold D'VA's troops off. That miracle may come, but D'VA's army seems pretty convincing to me." D'VA played as Terran, and HDK played as Protoss.
"D'VA's Marine and Marauder army is coming closer…there's no god damn way HDK's going to survive this."
"First line of defense has crumbled! HDK is panicking right now! He's ordering all his remaining troops to attack! It's-it's a massacre! D'VA have some mercy!" The caster joked as he raised the energy in the arena. "They're getting closer!"
"Wait…what is this? HDK has an army of Protoss with him! What!? Looks like he may have a chance to fight back! This is getting close people!"
…
"They're now engaging! It's getting close!" The caster held his breath. "It's the battle of a lifetime, neck-to-neck, it's-it's…"
The crowd held their breath as both sides lost considerable units and only continued losing.
"AND D'VA MAKES IT OUT! WHAT A GAME! D'VA WINS THE BEST OF THREE AND TAKES HER SECOND EWC PRIME CHAMPIONSHIP IN A ROW!"
D'VA typed 'GG' in chat as she stood up from her seat, rubbing her ass after having sat on it for more than three hours by now. The matchup was harder than she thought. She stepped out of her booth and walked to the stage, a beaming smile on her face.
She shook HDK's hand and walked forward towards the massive trophy, and promptly lifted it from its podium, cheering alongside the crowd.
/
You were known as "D'VA's CS: GO Counterpart". You didn't like that. Not at all. Why, oh why did you have to be so popular!?
You took a deep breath as you stepped forward, your bucket on your head and your feet on the ground. You stood straight and faced the crowd who started chanting your username. You took another breath and stepped forward, lifting the trophy from its podium, holding it up high as you silently cheered to yourself, and your team.
"And this, ladies and gentlemen, is America's second Major title!" The announcer said. The crowd erupted in cheers as he did so.
You put down the trophy and let your teammates touch it.
You heard (T/M) whisper into your ear. "Hey…I heard D'VA's doing a show match, her against the crowd…do you want to try? I know you have a crush on her…" Your cheeks immediately started to redden as you thought about your slight crush on the StarCraft pro.
"It's-It's not that big…" You muttered back.
"Come on! We all know it! We'll take more about it when we get back to the hotel.
So, here we are again. A new idea I'm jotting down and something that comes from the crazier part of my mind. Let me know what you think.
-signed, a dick :)