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[RP] Omnicide II

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St. Jimmy:
Whisp grabbed a tray covered in Omnicide's usual slop and sat at a small table in the corner of the cafeteria.  It was dim and dusty, but Whisp didn't seem to mind.  Everyone assumed that he was happy sitting in the corner alone, that he hated just about everyone here and preferred to stay away from them.  He removed the cloth that covered his mouth and began to eat, though he refused to look at the gruel.  He scanned the mess hall, taking notice of everyone there.  A few of the newbies stuck out in his mind, though not as a threat.  He continued to scoop the putrid excuse for food in his mouth as he looked out into the room. 

Mr. Fox:
Some freak walked up to me. He had a large cut running across his cheek. I tried to talk to him..
-H..hi. I...I'm Daniel... Whats your...name? Oh..thanks...you know whats going to happen to...us?

I looked around and saw a lot of meat heads, it appears as though i had been put in a team of people who cared more about their muscles then intelligence.

Frenchfry:
"Team Cadogan? What the hell is a Cadogan?"

The boy in the beret's grin widened. He turned to face the rest of the room. "Hey boys, new guy wants to know what a Cadogan is!"

Several members piped up a multitude of information, revealing that Cadogan was actually a person. "Stefan Cadogan was a player at Omnicide twelve years back." "He was part of the breakout" "Out of everyone, Cadogan was voted by viewers to be the second most bizarre, due to how nice he was for an Omnicide player." "Number one was the sniper, Calx, but he was completely insane." "I hear he could shatter concrete walls with a single kick."

The boy patted Cecil on the shoulder. "We're his legacy, newbie. My name's Danny, by the way. I'm in charge of this team. Come on, let's head on down to get something to eat. What's your name?" Danny led Cecil out the door, through a hallway.
"Name's Cecil. I'm a sniper."
"Cecil, huh? That's one classical name, man." Danny pushed a set of double doors open, revealing what looked like a cafeteria. "Hey, Cadogan! This here is our newest member, Cecil. Now he's my buddy, so be nice!" Several hands were raised in greeting, some of which held berets identical to Danny's. Apparently it was something of a team uniform, though not everyone in the last room had been wearing one. Danny patted him on the shoulder. "We'll get you a beret after our next game, bud. You don't have to wear it, but I think it's pretty badass myself."

Cecil shook his head, chuckling to himself. These Cadogan fellows seemed pretty friendly for a group of gladiators. He sat down at a table among some of his teammates, responding to several questions about where he came from, his gun, and how much of a team player he was.

St. Jimmy:
  Commotion sprang out from Team Cadogan's side of the cafeteria.  A new member had just been assigned to their team, and they seemed to be treating him fair enough.
  Whisp was on Team Crimson, not that he he acted as if he was. He'd slit anyone, regardless of who they are or what team they're on.  Though, he found Crimson a fitting name for an Omnicide Team.  Not only was it the name of a top Omnicider twelve years back, who was involved in the mass breakout, but it was also the color of blood, which ranked as the most common liquid found in Omnicide.

Mr. Fox:
It turns out that he wasn't talking to me and i stepped away. I hopped no one would notice me, I didn't want to become one of these guys chew toys. As I tried to slip through a door that read cafeteria one of the meat heads grabbed my shoulder.
-Who the hell are you?! Get the hell out of here you little book worm!
He picked me up and threw me through the door. looks like i wasn't wanted in there... I found an empty table and sat there, I didn't know what was expected of me. I looked around for a computer, none to be seen. I slumped in my seat and fell asleep.

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