Being a new member of the tourney, I was given an apartment of my own near Liandri Headquarters. It was a nice, but small, but still nice. It had a small crescent-moon shaped balcony overlooking the busy streets of the megacity below, with some nice red curtains to have my privacy. It also had a red rug, and red bedsheets on the bed near the balcony. Why red....?
As I was walking down the halls earlier looking for my designated room, I saw into the apartment of a person who had left their door open for the maid. His or her stuff was all blue... And another person's room was all green.
This was confusing.
No matter, I had a shuttle to board and a match to think about.
* * * * *
I had to board the shuttle Oblivion to the Stalwart facility on Kronos, a planet far away in the Alpha Centauri solar system. Apparently, I was accompanied by another tourney entrant, Blake.
During the seemingly endless ride via hyperspace, the pilots looked to each other, then set the ship for autopilot.
"Here, take these," the co-pilot gave myself and Blake an Impact Hammer and a single Enforcer each.
"What the heck? I wasn't told that we would have to fight! What's going on?" I panicked as the pilot started fixing spawn locations for various weapons and items.
"You two are to fight each other to determine who gets to participate in the Stalwart arena. The first to get ten frags wins, the loser gets shipped back home." The co-pilot answered. "Good luck to you both, the world is watching."
Blake started admiring his Enforcer, while I was trying to figure out how to hold the stupid thing. I wasn't told we would have to fight...
Blake then dissapeared and I got a weird feeling in my stomach. I was being teleported to a random spot on the ship! I later found out that he had been teleported, too, but I had to take his head off with a Flak Cannon.
When he respawned I heard a yell, then he charged mindlessly towards where he had died. But I was waiting, with my Rocket Launcher ready to paint the walls with him. Boom.
I then realized that the co-pilot of the ship hadn't given me a respawning device. I panicked, and looked for some health kits, only to find Blake standing there waiting for me.
"Hey Kyla, looking for this?" He said, and he held up a mini-supercomputer, which looked like it could attach itself to someone's arm. My respawning device!
"Yes, actually. Can I have it now, or do I have to take it from you?" Blake started laughing. He threw it onto the ground and stepped on it, breaking it into a million pieces. I returned the favour by shooting a flak grenade from my new favourite weapon at him.
"You like that?" I shouted as I heard him get closer. "C'mere and you can have some more."
Three frags for me, no wait, now four, dead again, haha Blake, now five. I was racking up the points, while he was charging towards where the Flak Cannon teleported in so he could try to kill me with that.
After I had scored eight times, he came up behind me and put me in a headlock, with a Rocket Launcher in my back. Bad idea Blake, you don't know me as well as you think you do...
I flipped him over my head and he shot at the roof, hitting me with splash damage. I then fed a few bullets from my Enforcer into his chest. Score. Nine frags for Kyla, zip for Blake.
"And stay down!" I shouted at his bloody corpse. Wait, was there supposed to BE a corpse? Did I kill him for real? I looked at my surroundings. There were red splotches on the walls here and there, and Blake body bits lying everywhere. I counted 6 lungs, 7 hearts and about 5 spleens...
Blake came up from behind me with his gun again, but this time he took my gun right out of my hands and put his Enforcer in my back. "Say goodbye, Kyla. This match is mine." He gloated. Oh, but you haven't won yet, Mr. Conceited...
I dropped to the floor and tripped him before he could get a shot off. I then picked up my own gun and kicked his right out of his hands. "It's back to the tutourial for you, Blake." was the last thing I let him hear me say. I then put a Shock Rifle blast where his head used to be.
I had won my first match. Now it just gets harder...
As I was walking down the halls earlier looking for my designated room, I saw into the apartment of a person who had left their door open for the maid. His or her stuff was all blue... And another person's room was all green.
This was confusing.
No matter, I had a shuttle to board and a match to think about.
* * * * *
I had to board the shuttle Oblivion to the Stalwart facility on Kronos, a planet far away in the Alpha Centauri solar system. Apparently, I was accompanied by another tourney entrant, Blake.
During the seemingly endless ride via hyperspace, the pilots looked to each other, then set the ship for autopilot.
"Here, take these," the co-pilot gave myself and Blake an Impact Hammer and a single Enforcer each.
"What the heck? I wasn't told that we would have to fight! What's going on?" I panicked as the pilot started fixing spawn locations for various weapons and items.
"You two are to fight each other to determine who gets to participate in the Stalwart arena. The first to get ten frags wins, the loser gets shipped back home." The co-pilot answered. "Good luck to you both, the world is watching."
Blake started admiring his Enforcer, while I was trying to figure out how to hold the stupid thing. I wasn't told we would have to fight...
Blake then dissapeared and I got a weird feeling in my stomach. I was being teleported to a random spot on the ship! I later found out that he had been teleported, too, but I had to take his head off with a Flak Cannon.
When he respawned I heard a yell, then he charged mindlessly towards where he had died. But I was waiting, with my Rocket Launcher ready to paint the walls with him. Boom.
I then realized that the co-pilot of the ship hadn't given me a respawning device. I panicked, and looked for some health kits, only to find Blake standing there waiting for me.
"Hey Kyla, looking for this?" He said, and he held up a mini-supercomputer, which looked like it could attach itself to someone's arm. My respawning device!
"Yes, actually. Can I have it now, or do I have to take it from you?" Blake started laughing. He threw it onto the ground and stepped on it, breaking it into a million pieces. I returned the favour by shooting a flak grenade from my new favourite weapon at him.
"You like that?" I shouted as I heard him get closer. "C'mere and you can have some more."
Three frags for me, no wait, now four, dead again, haha Blake, now five. I was racking up the points, while he was charging towards where the Flak Cannon teleported in so he could try to kill me with that.
After I had scored eight times, he came up behind me and put me in a headlock, with a Rocket Launcher in my back. Bad idea Blake, you don't know me as well as you think you do...
I flipped him over my head and he shot at the roof, hitting me with splash damage. I then fed a few bullets from my Enforcer into his chest. Score. Nine frags for Kyla, zip for Blake.
"And stay down!" I shouted at his bloody corpse. Wait, was there supposed to BE a corpse? Did I kill him for real? I looked at my surroundings. There were red splotches on the walls here and there, and Blake body bits lying everywhere. I counted 6 lungs, 7 hearts and about 5 spleens...
Blake came up from behind me with his gun again, but this time he took my gun right out of my hands and put his Enforcer in my back. "Say goodbye, Kyla. This match is mine." He gloated. Oh, but you haven't won yet, Mr. Conceited...
I dropped to the floor and tripped him before he could get a shot off. I then picked up my own gun and kicked his right out of his hands. "It's back to the tutourial for you, Blake." was the last thing I let him hear me say. I then put a Shock Rifle blast where his head used to be.
I had won my first match. Now it just gets harder...