It was just another game of cat of mouse for me, until things got serious. The score got relatively close, they took the lead. Their people stormed out base, and took most of us out. We were awfully enraged, they took eight of our men. We couldn't let them get out of this one alive, the reds.. We gathered the best of us and explored the midst of the map, to or best extent we tried to pay them back, but they were just so.. THEY KILLED MY FRIENDS! Everything became so dank, I was blargh. I decided to make my move to their base, and I moved slowly, very slowly. I saw a red team rico leaving his base, that gave me encouragement to move in. I made the fastest run I could, running right through their ranks, I absconded from their base with excitement.. I got their flag and set to rest while I was pretty edible for the red team.
I moved slowly through their powerful tanks, two of them near the Advertisement, they did not notice me. I went on the bridge and jumped off it after alerting myself of the railgun/wasp there. I took a detour avoiding hornet/freeze shooting at the walls, I think he was possessed. Everything became concentrated and there was danger all around, with my hardwork I avoided a bit of it. I was now thinking of how I would capture the flag. Our base was heavily guarded with ricochets. Arrgh, ricochets those cheeto(s)-chets.
Everything was slowing down, I had to think of a plan. With that ricochet moving closer to me, I had to do something fast, the blazing will of fire inside of me raged harder than ever! IT WAS NOW OR NEVER! I decided to just do it, I sped like never in my life and made a beautiful jump, the wasp noticed me and took aim.. It was almost all over until.. HE MISSED.. I was an inch away from victory, from happiness. I did it, I CAPTURED THE FLAG.
That day was victory, the kind I will never forget.
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