Boom
A loud "boom" was heard as three people were sent flying in all directions.
I could hear the faint laughter of my teammates. I returned to them to join in the fun of watching the noobs running off. "You very bad leh... But I like it!" Samuel laughed as I returned him his bazooka.
"Haha... Hey, it's getting late. Let's turn in for the night. We've got a match to practice for tomorrow. The semis are on the following day."
The hotel room was huge. There were four king-sized beds, four toilets...
"You know, we could fuck four prostitutes at the same time with four huge beds," Crasher2 joked.
"Don't be so sex-minded... It's not good for your health..." Samuel said, disgusted at the thought.
I flung myself on my bed. I sighed as I reached for the phone, calling my over-worried mother.
"Yes... Uh huh... Yup... Ok... Love you too... Bye... Good night..." I spoke into the phone.
"Who was that? Yuan- Ow!" DesKan joked.
"It is not her! For the millionth time, it's not her! It's my mother, you moron... Just because the words 'love you' were used does not mean anything!" I yelled, my face turning red after I kicked him in his groin.
"There goes my manhood..."
Everyone laughed. "Then leave this team. Rule number one, no females," Crasher2 said, rolling over, laughing.
Everyone laughed again. Well, we certainly were relaxed after that short comedy. Removing my avatar, I stretched and said, "Hey Sam, I'll arm wrestle you..."
"Again? Oh well..." Samuel sighed as we sat on opposite ends of a table.
"Must... Win..." I muttered under my breath as beads of sweat rolled down my forehead. Samuel's face was very red now. "Activate reserve energy sources..." I muttered as I gave a final push and brought his hand slamming onto the table.
"Argh... Same tactic... Run me out of energy then whack and then I lose..." he sighed as I clutched my hand, howling in pain.
The phone rang. DesKan picked it up. "Uh... Guys, we have a situation here..."