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[RP] Omnicide II

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TrainerX:
 People started leaving the cafeteria, and Cyrus noticed that everyone in Team Eclipse was gone.

I guess I'll go introduce myself.

He walked through the halls until he stood outside of Team Eclipse's room in the barracks. He opened the door, and walked inside. At first glance they were just a group of random men. Well, that's just what they were. But they were pretty organized, considering that they were just a random group of men taken from the streets, prison, or wherever they found all of these men. They had three squads, each with five men. Each squad had a leader, a sniper, someone who used swords, spears, or other close quarters weapons, an assassin, and someone who used guns of various kinds. They got inexperienced men most of the time, so this system worked quite well. They just trained them to use whatever they needed them too. Exceptions were made sometimes, but it generally worked like that.

Eclipse's leader walked across the room until he stood in front of Cyrus.

"So, you're Cyrus. I'm Soren. Let me explain how things work here. You will be placed in a group with four other men. You will listen to your squad leader's orders in each match. If he dies, one of the other two leaders will give you your orders. Most of the time, you'll join one of the other squads and you will attempt to complete the most important objective. However, I have the final say over anything, which means you will follow any of my orders whether it interferes with your squad leader's orders or not. The squad you'll be joining is named Delta, my squad is Alpha, and the other squad is Beta. The names sound a little bit weird, but they work. They were like that before I got here, and there's really no good reason to change them. I want you to be well rested before our next match, so don't take to long to introduce yourself to the rest of your squad.

((I'll just finish this in another post))

Frenchfry:
The other members of Team Cadogan had gathered around Cecil in a half-circle, listening intently to what he was saying.
"...So Mister Rope, he's like, a total white collar assassin. Probably one of the only people that makes a suit and tie badass. Mister Irish is a drunken bastard, but somehow still manages to be a shotgun surgeon when he's practically off the charts. These two are pretty much the best killers on the planet. Anyway, so that's why I decided to name Sunny."
One of the younger members piped up. "Wow... So that's what happened to Armor Plateau? I figured they'd just run out of potential customers."
The sniper couldn't help but smile. Omnicide may be a prison, but it was almost enjoyable with so many friendly faces around. Sort of like a bubble of pre-apocalyptic society.

Mr. Fox:
Lance had me doing push ups. It wasn't going to well...
-Come on you lazy nerd! Not bad, two down forty eight to go.
I fell flat on my face with exhaustion. Maybe I should have paid attention in P.E. Lance gave a big sigh and walked out of the room. I picked myself up sat down, my arms were throbbing, I noticed that no one else was in the room. I stood up and walked out of the white room and went into our barracks. None of them would even look at me, it was like I was a ghost in a room of meat heads. I sat in my bunk and tried to break the ice with the guy across from me.
-So when is...
He got up and walked out. Every one seemed to follow his example, and they all got up and left. Soon I was left alone in the room. I felt like I felt back home, the feeling wasn't new to me, but I had never been rejected so quickly and by those who I would spend the rest of my, now obviously short, life. I fell face first into my bed and started to cry, I didn't know where the tears came from, I had spent nearly a decade learning to hold them back, but still they came. I was so screwed and I knew it...

TrainerX:
Cyrus walked to his bed, and one of the four men near his bunk got up.

"Welcome to Omnicide Cyrus. I'm Jared. I'm the leader of this squad."

He had a hand-and-a-half sword in a scabbard on his belt.((Just in case you don't know, a hand-and-a-half sword is a sword that can be used with one hand or both hands.)) He was tall and muscular, with short black hair.

He pointed towards a thin man with blonde hair. He had some smoke around his belt, a few knives, and a bow on his back.

"That's Drake, our assassin."

Then he pointed to a Russian man in a full suit of camo.

"That's Dmitry, he's our sniper.

He pointed to the last man. He had two pistols and an FN SCAR.

"And this is Lance. I want you well-rested before tomorrow morning. Soren might seem like a nice guy, but if you mess up and cost us the match, he'll get really pissed, and then he makes the rest of us miserable."

Mr Pokemon:
Gus looked around. The lights went out sequentially on the ceiling, leaving the room in complete darkness. He curled up and closed his eyes, quickly drifting off to sleep.

When the lights came on, startling Gus awake, he looked for the nearest clock. It was 6 o' clock AM. He had plenty of time to get breakfast and prepare his weapon before the battle started.
Gus got to the cafeteria, got his slop, and sat down next to several people he recognized from Eclipse. They seemed more able-bodied than himself. Of course, almost everybody did.

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