Vintage's downfall

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The past 2 days Vintage dedicated to learning about much of the teams as possible. Omega wasn't suprised in this type of behaviour, but didn't really favour it that much; it made no sense how he could spent this much time on something not difficult to understand.

But that wasn't the only thing he did over this course of time, he managed to book himself a splatling pratice with a highly recommended tutor that showed him how to dodge enemies when they are charging up near you.

Omega would constantly remind him of how overhyped he was. "I'm excited but you're taking it to a whole new level. Sunday isn't so far away, it's Thursday."

Maybe to her it was, but to him though,the battles he'd experienced clearly shoke him off to think time goes really slowly. The day regulated based upon how concentrated he was, clearly.

The two were in the kitchen after waking up from a long rest from multiple squad battles.

"Being indoctrinated about teams isn't a bad thing." Vintage replied, taking a can out of the cupboard. "I have already started taking various notes, you know."

Omega laughed, she sat down with her notebook open. "Great because when you were writing team strategies, I have been writing schedules."

That confused him a bit. What does she need schedules for?

"Schedules?" Vintage asked after he finished the can of soda. 

Almost instantly, Omega replied. "For game planning and of course, the upcoming mode, Rainmaker."

Vintage could remember hearing of an new game mode being developed, which he was fond of as Tower Control and Splat Zones can be a bore; but with the new mode, he'll find something to do.

"Ah, the one where you get hold of the supposed "Rainmaker", yeah?" He wrapped his hands against counter. "Interesting. We should try out it out when it comes out together."

The Rainmaker mode, as far as he could remember, comes out in a week or two. Enough time for preparations. 

"Yes," Omega stood up and closed her notebook and took her phone out, showing messages. "But Skull said he'd be ready to do our first match as a team for Rainmaker."

Vintage studied the messages and how carefree they were; so vague. But at the same time he didn't mind, in fact he was happy his first team match will be held on the rule of Rainmaker.

"Will be a valuable experience for us all, it seems." He said. "Competitive practice leads to greatness and success, much more than doing it alone. Being paired up with random players never did me anything. All these tournaments we can win and have fun in is endless! Omega! It's Endlessssss."

Omega had not little to no words to say. "It's not like you to give speeches about competition."

Which was correct, because Vintage values fun more than competition. But there was more to tournaments than he could ever have known, as he only could watch still as the players from each team fought for the golden trophy.

"Yeah, but it's future." He replied, still. "And future will bring some things... great to us and our up-coming team. We will have to see."

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5 hours later

Vintage was already slaying in the ranked battles as he entered 30 minutes ago. The fast paced splat zones matches were easily won, and the teams he fought had futile chances to outcome the inkling's small and long ranged shots.

But that was the advantage of maining a splatling, when in danger, he could protect himself with the various ink shots coming out of his splatling.