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[RP] Omnicide II

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Mr Pokemon:
Gus woke up to an announcement.
"The Fu** is this?" Gus looked at the clock on the wall. It was 8:00 a.m.
"Why the hell they gotta make us wake up at eight? Goddammit, I'm goin' back ta sleep." Somebody came up to Gus as soon as he closed his eyes.
"What the hell are you doing? You need to get up! A match is about to start!"
The young man looked around frantically.
"Get up! Get to the armory, we can't risk another loss today! I almost died last week!"
With that, he stormed off, and Gus unwillingly got up and trudged his way to the armory. On the wall, he saw a sawed off shotgun that had his name written on it. Metaphorically, of course. Nevertheless, he grabbed it and held it close, for this was the only thing he could rely on.
When Gus went back to where he had been sleeping, a piece of paper caught his eye. It was a list of the matches that would take place that week. As he read it, he thought about how he would have so much enjoyed watching it on TV. However, now that he was here, things changed.

Monday:
Woodland - Search and Destroy* [No Respawns]
Calx & Crimson vs. Eclipse & Cadogan

Tuesday:
Shopping Mall - King of the Hill (Roof = Hill) [Respawns: 5 minutes]
Every team for themselves

Wednesday:
Hotel - Team Deathmatch (100 kills) [Respawns: 5 minutes]
Every team for themselves

Thursday:
Farm - Battle [No Respawns]
Eclipse and Calx vs. Cadogan and Crimson

Friday:
Hospital - Deathmatch [No Respawns]
Every man for himself

Saturday:
Mansion - Capture the flag [No Respawns]
Every team for themselves

*Due to popular demand, this will be the last Search and Destroy match.

Frenchfry:
A buzzer sounded as the doors to the arena opened. Both teams charged in, but Cecil, along with Danny and a member of Team Eclipse stayed behind. The leader locked eyes with Cecil.
"Alright, Cecil, you know the drill. You die, and you're out of the match. That's an entire day of lost kills, so you don't want that. Richard and I are gonna stay back here for a few to get a plan started, then we're headed in. If you need help, call for us over this radio." He handed Cecil a small black two-way radio. "For now, I want you on defense. Set yourself up by our base and take down anyone trying to plant a bomb."

Somewhat surprised by Danny's sudden loss of levity, Cecil nonetheless nodded in agreement, clipping the radio to his hip, heading into the brush. He set himself up seven hundred yards behind their base, on a hill, laying flat underneath a fallen tree. Quietly, he removed Sunny from his back, aiming in the direction of the base and waiting patiently for the other teams to arrive.

St. Jimmy:
Whisp burst out of the arena and darted into the woods.  He looked around for the perfect spot, but none were to be found.  He continued to move through the woods.  Finally, he stumbled upon a thick pine tree. It was perfect to hide in.  He climbed up and held himself up in the branches.  Then he just stayed there, and waited...

Mr Pokemon:
Gus wasn't sure what was happening, but he was in a woodland. He ran up to a slender man hiding in the bushes with a rifle.
"You huntin' 'er what?" Gus asked.
"Anyway, whadda ya know about this here Omnicide thing? I don't know what's goin' on."

Frenchfry:
"Dammit, fatass, get down!" Cecil reached up, grabbing the new arrival by the shirt and pulled him under the cover of the tree. He then returned his hand to Sunny's grip, settling back into position. "You're in stealth territory. You can't keep it down, get away from me." He paused, seeing someone from Team Calx approach the base, pausing near the center, procuring and opening a heavy-duty suitcase. He took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and pulled the trigger. His victim's head erupted into an explosion of red, then they vanished.

Cecil risked a glance at his ally before continuing. "They're trying to blow us up. We can't allow that. So get out there and make yourself useful. If you stay within a few feet of our base, I might be able to help you out if you get screwed over. Maybe."

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