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TITLE: Adventures and Misadventures of the 3 AM Group
Chapter 1: Just a Regular Robotics Day.Right? It was a brutal day. Nothing went according to plan and everyone was stressed out beyond belief. The last match of the day was awful. Renata walked onto the field, placing the bins in the order of the alliance's strategy: one three-stack and one one-stack. She had to move quickly to get back onto the pad before the ten-second time limit was up and barely made it. The robot made a clean sweep of the field on the opponent's side and managed to hit their four-stack, which they apparently thought was out of reach. Human control was activated and Sherry drove with her usual spirit. But upon being pinned and locked by the opponent robot, she lost her attention and faltered. Her nerves were shot and the outcomes of the prior matches left her a weakened spirit. Cassie was trying to direct
Sherry into the right direction, but try as she might; Sherry just could not concentrate. Stress levels increased and the match ended in a devastating loss. Sherry just could not handle it anymore.... She needed a break.... Everyone else was rather put off by this loss, but that did not stop their spirit (well, not much at least). The field crew commenced their usual ritual and retrieved the robot. Sherry walked on with control board in hand and a look of sorrow. Krista, Cassie, and Renata
trailed behind her with the robot trying to liven things up and show their gracious professionalism to both opponent and ally. Within the pit, it was a whole other story. The robot was placed on the table, as is the ritual. Sherry in her moodiness flopped on the ground hoping to not be bothered. Sabrina and Renata commenced the usual inspection of the robot after matches while Cassie lay down on
the ground next to Sherry. Sabrina, noting Sherry's frustration, walked over to her and force-fed her a zip tie, knowing that it is the best remedy for her. Renata watched Sabrina feed Sherry the zip tie and did all she could to restrain herself from laughing, since she knew how Sherry must feel. A member from the allied team walked over to Renata and stuck out his hand, "Good try guys." Renata just stared at his hand, afraid to take it and was speechless; she frantically racked her brain to get herself out of this position. Dallas (Pyro) walked over to the ally and shook his hand. "Hi, I'm Dallas, I'm with the Jesuit team. I think we're your ally tomorrow." Renata looked at Dallas with a look of gratefulness. "Uhm, the president of my team is over there on the floor. She would love to talk with you." Sherry, lying peacefully on the floor, was chewing upon her zip tie while thinking through the matches of the day. Nothing was going her way and she was just frustrating herself even more by thinking at all. She rolled onto her side hoping that no one would bother her for
the mean time. She needed time to think. Cassie looked up at their former ally. "Well then, we had a good match. Good job you guys, and we'll see you in competition tomorrow I suppose." Their (former) ally nodded and walked off. "Methinks he thinks we're going to use the same strategy tomorrow... what say you oh Renata one?" Renata nodded. "He thinks we're unimaginative. We'll show him. We've got PLENTY of ideas. But I can't think of any right now. Why don't we just go back to the hotel and relax for a while? What d'ya say Freshman? Sound good to you?" "Sure...I read in our hotel manual thing (lol) that the hotel has a pool and a spa...but that you can only go in it if you are accompanied by someone who is an adult." "Well, I've always said that a month away from 18 is close enough! Besides, who need know that I'm not 18 but you guys?" Cassie smirked and got her crap together. "Ok then," said the freshman, let me just finish cleaning up the pit then we can drive over with Sherry's dad." On the way to the hotel, Sherry wasn't very talkative. All she could think of was the horrible outcome of the day. She didn't want to say anything to the others because she was sick of hearing the it's-only-a-game bit. It was not so much a game to her, not anymore. But, she
liked Sabrina's idea of the spa. Something relaxing like that would be good for her. Cassie pulled her sweatshirt out of the bag and used it as a temporary pillow. She was tired still, and hot water with bubbles was sounding good at that moment. She poked Krista and pretended to be sleeping. The car ride till then had been boring, time to add some spice... Krista flinched and asked, "Someone poke me?" "Sherry did it! It's all her fault!" Cassie smirked and proceeded to cause more trouble with questions like: "Are we there yet?" "Do we need to have the muffler? Oh, cuz it's lying behind us." Sherry only managed a glare to Cassie and commenced her thinking... Cassie glared back at Sherry and was jostled out of her glaring by the van stopping. "Look, the conquering heroes have arrived at our safe-haven! Come; let us go inside and sleep! Or sit in the hot water..."
TITLE: Adventures and Misadventures of the 3 AM Group
Chapter 1: Just a Regular Robotics Day.Right? It was a brutal day. Nothing went according to plan and everyone was stressed out beyond belief. The last match of the day was awful. Renata walked onto the field, placing the bins in the order of the alliance's strategy: one three-stack and one one-stack. She had to move quickly to get back onto the pad before the ten-second time limit was up and barely made it. The robot made a clean sweep of the field on the opponent's side and managed to hit their four-stack, which they apparently thought was out of reach. Human control was activated and Sherry drove with her usual spirit. But upon being pinned and locked by the opponent robot, she lost her attention and faltered. Her nerves were shot and the outcomes of the prior matches left her a weakened spirit. Cassie was trying to direct
Sherry into the right direction, but try as she might; Sherry just could not concentrate. Stress levels increased and the match ended in a devastating loss. Sherry just could not handle it anymore.... She needed a break.... Everyone else was rather put off by this loss, but that did not stop their spirit (well, not much at least). The field crew commenced their usual ritual and retrieved the robot. Sherry walked on with control board in hand and a look of sorrow. Krista, Cassie, and Renata
trailed behind her with the robot trying to liven things up and show their gracious professionalism to both opponent and ally. Within the pit, it was a whole other story. The robot was placed on the table, as is the ritual. Sherry in her moodiness flopped on the ground hoping to not be bothered. Sabrina and Renata commenced the usual inspection of the robot after matches while Cassie lay down on
the ground next to Sherry. Sabrina, noting Sherry's frustration, walked over to her and force-fed her a zip tie, knowing that it is the best remedy for her. Renata watched Sabrina feed Sherry the zip tie and did all she could to restrain herself from laughing, since she knew how Sherry must feel. A member from the allied team walked over to Renata and stuck out his hand, "Good try guys." Renata just stared at his hand, afraid to take it and was speechless; she frantically racked her brain to get herself out of this position. Dallas (Pyro) walked over to the ally and shook his hand. "Hi, I'm Dallas, I'm with the Jesuit team. I think we're your ally tomorrow." Renata looked at Dallas with a look of gratefulness. "Uhm, the president of my team is over there on the floor. She would love to talk with you." Sherry, lying peacefully on the floor, was chewing upon her zip tie while thinking through the matches of the day. Nothing was going her way and she was just frustrating herself even more by thinking at all. She rolled onto her side hoping that no one would bother her for
the mean time. She needed time to think. Cassie looked up at their former ally. "Well then, we had a good match. Good job you guys, and we'll see you in competition tomorrow I suppose." Their (former) ally nodded and walked off. "Methinks he thinks we're going to use the same strategy tomorrow... what say you oh Renata one?" Renata nodded. "He thinks we're unimaginative. We'll show him. We've got PLENTY of ideas. But I can't think of any right now. Why don't we just go back to the hotel and relax for a while? What d'ya say Freshman? Sound good to you?" "Sure...I read in our hotel manual thing (lol) that the hotel has a pool and a spa...but that you can only go in it if you are accompanied by someone who is an adult." "Well, I've always said that a month away from 18 is close enough! Besides, who need know that I'm not 18 but you guys?" Cassie smirked and got her crap together. "Ok then," said the freshman, let me just finish cleaning up the pit then we can drive over with Sherry's dad." On the way to the hotel, Sherry wasn't very talkative. All she could think of was the horrible outcome of the day. She didn't want to say anything to the others because she was sick of hearing the it's-only-a-game bit. It was not so much a game to her, not anymore. But, she
liked Sabrina's idea of the spa. Something relaxing like that would be good for her. Cassie pulled her sweatshirt out of the bag and used it as a temporary pillow. She was tired still, and hot water with bubbles was sounding good at that moment. She poked Krista and pretended to be sleeping. The car ride till then had been boring, time to add some spice... Krista flinched and asked, "Someone poke me?" "Sherry did it! It's all her fault!" Cassie smirked and proceeded to cause more trouble with questions like: "Are we there yet?" "Do we need to have the muffler? Oh, cuz it's lying behind us." Sherry only managed a glare to Cassie and commenced her thinking... Cassie glared back at Sherry and was jostled out of her glaring by the van stopping. "Look, the conquering heroes have arrived at our safe-haven! Come; let us go inside and sleep! Or sit in the hot water..."