This is a story about Protecting B with my fellow faggots.
The leader, Blackwolf, keeps us motivated with her rude remarks and high ping plays,
The Bouncer, Ditto, lets us know how strong he is with is auto wallbangs, and random mic usage,
The Asian, Sparkles, helps understand why rice gets dry and why 9 is so lucky,
The Mvp, Bot Eric, shows us that even if the person seems nice, they would be better a bot.
and me, The Loose Cannon, or Tight cannon, Wrayk, I am actually ok at this game.
Together, we are, the csgo-faggots!
"Wake up Scrub!" A loud, Asian voice interrupts my tactical analysis of our team.
I look up and see Sparkles looking down at me.
"Wrayk, we finally have come up with a plan!" Sparkles tells me, though he looks a little nervous.
"Well what is it?" Some text appears over Sparkles vision, and he sighs about my lack of a mic.
"The plan, Wrayk, is that Wolf, Ditto, and Eric will go A, and us two will hold B."
"Wasn't that the plan last game, and we were collated by an awp, then that awper aced the guys at A?"
"...Yeah."
"k"
I get up from the chair I was sitting on, and I follow Sparkles out of the big wooden doors, and into a strange place known as CT.
I then did another tactical analysis.
Wolf was staring at an awp on the ground Ditto had accidentally dropped, and so was Ditto.
Bot Eric was probably contemplating life on earth.
And Sparkles start choosing what gun he wanted from the vending machine.
"Ok machine, I'll take a P90, a defuse kit, and a set of armor."
"I'm sorry,", The machine responded back,"I don't speak Asian."
After some vigorous hitting at the machine, Sparkles dropped his accidental m249 buy, which Bot Eric took, Sparkles settled for a single mp9 with Kevlar.
Suddenly, all of our visions went gray, and a voice in our heads started to countdown from 10.
Sparkles put on his Kevlar and cocked his smg.
Wolf was making a plan to drop her nova at ditto to prevent him from picking up the awp.
Ditto was gay.
Bot Eric stared off into existence itself.
And I put on my full kevlar and a helmet, and readied up my deagle and my AWP. Though I had no defuse kit, still, I was ready.
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And we were off.