COMMENT OF THE DAY (which really cheered me up after the sad boi hours) -
Everything about this made me chuckle so hard lmao, I love some of you nerds
ALSO, IM GETTING SIDE BANGS FINDIDBWWOMDK (if you don't already know I havnt cut my hair in like 5 years so
On to the story! Our last character and mostly likely my favourite is by @Mavymum with the hair, traits and just being a lovely person when I spoke to them :) @minjispjm with the look, mean ass personality and fussiness, and @alishbazakir with the hair and style (and @karen-took-the-kids / me bc I already had this character draw out and yall basically read my mind I'm so happy)
WARNING: there's also a lotttt of swearing in this chap so..... oop
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The phone alarm went off, and the two 'assistants' waddled in with the seven profiles in their hands. Both of them lay down each current and new member of the team in front of Mi, Marcy tossing them all over the place for Jackson to huff at and straighten. Seven members...
"One more... who are we missing?"
Marcy sighed, "We have, a leader, assistant, brute, sniper, trapper, medic and assassin..." She tapped her nails on the desk, "We could add another long range player, thats what all the top teams do."
Mi-sun squinted, and Jackson knew this face all too well. She had an opinion. "No. We aren't like those teams, we have me as leader and Jackson who can also be long range if nesseary... we need someone upfront."
"But Mi- your up front"
"No, Ill play in the middle and support whoever is lowest in health."
"What about me, i play a brute... im also meant to be upfront-"
"No." Her hand fell to the table with a thud. "We aren't following normal strategies. Brutes are meant to be first up , and that's exactly why our brute, you, won't. We need a new front, someone to stand and go head first without fear."
Jackson sighed and sat down, while Marcy hugged and gathered all the papers, making her way back outside to her desk. They hadn't been able to find a new player for days now, everyone was already in teams. "All the best players are gone Mi... you can still play with seven... I could get my new boyfriend- FRIEND THATS A BOY- to join..."
Now wasn't the time to expose Jaskcons awful lying, "yea yeah, but there's a place we havnt looked. I bet Internet cafes are still full this time of year, since it's cold outside. Why don't we do some scouting?"
Marcy burst through the doors, finally some sort of smile on her bored face, "that's where my ex would practice before he got into a team! There's loads of talent, but most are too young..." they all agreed that was the next place to go, and so they pack up their things and made their way to the most well known gaming cafe around, 'ultimate pewpew'
Mi stepped in first as the others found a parking space. She was met by the strong smell of boy sweat and old ramen pots. The place was crowded with males ageing from 8 to 35... no girls could be seen. It was five minutes of looking up and down rows until the other two finally made it in. "Not one girl... and no, we aren't settling for a boy. It's not about gender, but I need someone with a backstory, a real passion and want for revenge."
"Mi, your expectations are too high... you just want another you." The black haired girl wasn't wrong, Mi wanted a team of herself. But that wasn't possible, so the next best thing was similar people with revenge provoking pasts that want to prove people wrong too. They needed they same motive as her.
All three of them met defeat, walking over to the small snack shop in the corner to buy some chocolate before going home. And as they were paying, that's when they heard it.
"THATS FUCKING BULLSHIT, YOU SHIT ASS MAN! JUST BECAUSE MY METAPHORICAL DICK IS BIGGER THAN YOURS DOESNT MEAN YOU CAN REPORT ME FOR HACKING! I HAVE A 300 WIN STREAK GOING ON, I CANT BET BANNED NOW!" It was clearly a girls voice, and it rose easily over all the others.
A spark lit in the blue hair's eyes. She scrambled in the direction of the sound, through desks and table and rows of geeky men before she landed on a group of kids circled. She pushed through to find what she was looking for, a feisty red haired girl with a ton of anger.
"Excuse me?" Mi attempted to put out her hand, but the girl didn't even look.
"If you want my number, you have to play me for it and win. £5 for every match." Her eyes still stuck to the screen as she opened a jar lid, and the kids around her giggled with anticipation.
"Actually I don't want your number, I want to offer you an opportunity..." Mi smiled as best she could, but the frown only grew on the others face.
She snapped. "CANT YOU FUCKING TELL IM IN THE MIDDLE OF SHIT? Ether you pay and win to talk to me, or get lost." Clearly she had a whole set up and business here, lucky Mi liked a fight. She respected it though, if your a girl who games and you get harassed a lot, better make it profitable.
With a swift hand, she plucked a paper bill out of Jackson's back pocket and stuffed it in the jar, sitting down in the empty seat next to her and logging on. But, not with her normal account, no Internet cafes where the place hackers lived and breathed, a back up account was good enough - even if it was only level 1.
"Pffff, a rookie thinks she can take me." The kids giggled at her snarl and she looked over and winked at Mi, "try to keep up, babe, I don't wanna see that pretty face sad."
The younger didn't want to even speak, no she was filed with a soft rage. Not for the girl, but to prove her wrong. To change her views of people, and hopefully get a conversation out of her too. As soon as the match started, the Red haired attacked instantly, jumping into the fight with no hesitation. Even when Mi landed a critical hit on her, she didn't waver. Only one health point left, and the girl still charged forward with all her might...
The match ended quicker than it had begun, and the kids scatter to find another play who was unbeaten. The girl just sat in shock, "I'm sorry, what the fuck?"
"I believe you owe me a conversation." A smirk couldn't have been held back in this moment, Mi had earned it.
"You were a level one... what ever, what the fuck do you want?" She looked Mi up and down, "Your a little short, but I'm cool with that."
Damn, this girl really didn't hesitate. "No no, I don't want your number or anything, I want to offer you a job... on a pro team." Mi smiled, but the girl didn't seem to catch on.
"I'm sorry but I just can't do that. No matter how many people your company sends to me, I'm not playing with those seven creeps who hit on me every five seconds, so no." She jumped up and grabbed a black back pack heading for the door.
"No you've got it wrong, I'm not being sent my anyone! It's my team!"
"Yeah yeah," she continued to walk, "please just leave me the fuck alone."
It was clear that you couldn't reason with this girl, but she was exactly what was needed, Mi-sun couldn't let it slip away now. "HEY, RED HEAD, YOUR PRETTY GOOD FOR A GIRL!"
"What the fuck did you just-"
"Oh sorry, have you heard that one? How about- why don't we fuck and I'll let you win the next match. No, never mind why don't you fuck off to the kitchen. Oh shit, that ones too common, how about, you'll never be as good as man, but you still have a nice ass."
The red heads face was steaming as she stormed back, her fists clutched. "What the shit do you think your saying right now? You better take that back-"
"I'm guessing you've also been told that all by men." Mi lowered her voice. "So have I."
The girl seemed to get it, and the anger diffused as she sat defeated in a nearby chair. "Yeah... I have... on the daily." Her face looked cold, but her eyes where begging for help. They were so glossy, so broken. "What exactly do you want from me."
"I want you to get revenge. I'm previous from Team Army, I'm that girl-"
"Ohhh, the girl everyone thinks brain washed Jeon Jungkook!"
"Yeah... anyway the men didn't think I could lead and so they all left. So I'm putting together an all girls (plus Jackson) team to prove we aren't a joke anymore. And I think I've found my final member. I'm Mi-sun by the way, but you already knew that right?" For a second, more hopeful time, Mi outstretched her hand.
"What's your team name now? You can't be team ARMY anymore..." she smirked slyly, "I'll join if I can decide the name."
Marcy tried to step in and stop Mi, but their hands where already together and shaking, "I don't care what we are called, I just need someone like you to scare the shit out of our opponents... just please don't choose a crap name..."
"Well then, Hi there, I'm Amber... and I'm the final member of team Karma!"
All four of their eye's shone. "Let's go get our fucking revenge!!!"
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AYYYY, THATS THE LAST CHARACTER DONE!!! THERES GONNA BE A SUPRISE IN A FEW CHAPS AND THEN WE HAVE EVERYONE READY FOR THE GAMES WOOOOO
Thanks again to everyone who still reads, and sorry about the rant I'm just kinda sad so many of yall hate me rn
Anyway- have a great day love you nerds mwahhhh