i dontwanna continue on my test and i still have like 2 more hours left of the school day so might as well pretend im wroking (imagine havng map ideas)
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The rain poured, splattering on the ground in big drops, the clouds darkening the surrounding area. The air was damp, slick to breathe as the mercenary perked up his rifle, focusing his aim and shot.
The rifle's beam echoed loud, the muffled sounds of weapons clashing almost going mute behind the boom.
Hyperlaser grunted as he lowered the heavy rifle, wiping rain off his helmet, the water smearing into a blur, making his vision worse than it already was. He cursed at the weather, picking up his rifle once more, using his E and shooting, piercing through a fighter, killing them.
6 KILL STREAK.
It's going well suprisingly, he thought as he cocked the rifle back, reloading as he aimed again.
He held his breath, waiting to release it to shoot-
Before a sudden tug grabbed at his waist, sending him flying down from his high ground. A familiar slash grazed him, Of course.
Maybe he shouldn't always aim for the slower ones.
Through his rainy vision, Hyperlaser saw the familiar mask, a glowing red iris staring right at him as they approached.
He speed boosted himself out of reach, dodging the katana as it slashed through the rain drops in precise movements.
He heard the low growls of Katana roar behind him, he tried to get away, but Katana was after him, Hyperlaser would admit he was worried to lose his MVP streak.
Hyperlaser sprinted past a building, running between a tight alley before hiding behind a wall, hitting his back against it with a thud. He took quick breaths, trying to regain it as familiar clacks of Katana's Geta grew closer.
Hyperlaser couldn't peek, so he got to running again. But a rope dragged him in again.
"Got you."
The Katana slashed right to Hyperlaser, hitting him. He tried to back away, shooting at Katana but all he did was deflect the attack right back at him. "Shit-" Hyperlaser wheezed under his breath as he struggled to get away. Katana kept his attacks steady, slowing Hyperlaser down tremendously.
The countdown rung through the map. Red team in the lead for Conquer.
Hyperlaser forfeited standing there,
"Alright, you've got me." Katana stopped in his tracks, letting out a small laugh. Katana raised his sword.
"I guess so."
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Hyperlaser threw his rifle on his back, almost knocking the air out of himself as he got ready to leave.
He checked his stats for the day, 5 MVP's and about 39 kills, Not too shabby.
He took out his phone, checking the time before a heavy, yet gentle hand rested itself on his shoulder.
