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That was it, the end of the game. The guy that I met did say that was how we won the game, but I assumed he meant round. We had blown up the supplies for the CT's, and they failed to protect them. It was such a rush, and then I felt like someone was pulling on my hair, and it hurt bad. The next thing I know, I was back in my pod, and everyone was just waking up from theirs' as well. Some of the people that knew other people, or the groups that came all together had met up with each other, and I looked around the room for Joe, but I didn't see him. There were two doors, labeled by the teams, and each person left in their respective door. When I went into the Terrorist door, the first person I saw was Joe. I walked up to him, and he looked at me, and just stated that I was a jerk for not following him around, because he was in the army before, and he "knew" what he was doing in a tactic game.
"Welcome back players! And welcome back WINNERS! Congratulations on winning the game, and securing a set of armor for the next time you play!" A man in a suit walked into the room, and addressed us like we were his play toys. "As you walk out the door, you will be handed a code. The next time you come back to play, just put the code into the pod you enter, and all of your armor purchases will be free!" I was thinking that was great. I would save $1250 every round on armor, just because I won a game. "Can I have player 'killzemall' to the stage please?" That was me. I knew what was coming, they were going to congratulate me on winning the game.
"That guy's an IDIOT! He just sat there instead of scouting for the bomber!" Shouted a guy from the back of the room. Completely opposite of what I thought, and I should've known.
"Now, now, be nice. He did win you the game after all, didn't he? Plus, he just won himself another year play free!" I wasn't going to expect that. I just paid $5000 for a year of this, and I got a year free. Why couldn't he just have refunded my fee? Maybe the prices would've been raised by next year. You never know. Plus, all I did was win a game. Maybe everyone that successfully blew up the CT supplies won a free year.
"That's shit man! I got the most kills, and all he does is run and hide, and he gets a year free? You're an ass!" The man in the back was mad.
"What's your problem? We won, and just because you killed some more people doesn't mean that you get MVP award. You just get more kills on your profile. Be happy." Joe was sticking up for me, and I think that he was ok with me not following him after he found out that I was the guy that picked up the bomb. The other guy was obviously not ok with this. I didn't even want the free membership, especially if it was going to make all of these problems.
"Look, I had eight kills after only two rounds. That should be enough to earn me something."
"How right you are, and you shall get something," the man standing next to me sounded odd, and he strained on the last word, “if you would just follow me after this meeting, I will personally give the prize for your accomplishment."
I didn't like how the guy said this. He sounded as if he was going to kill him, and I think I would've liked to at the moment, but the man just thought wrong about getting something, nothing worthy of murder.
"All players are welcome to play again today, all you have to do is go through this hall." He waved his hand as if he were displaying a new car, "Follow the hall, and you'll see a sign that will take you into the main hall, where you will have first pick where you want to play. Please look at the screen to find which games are currently in progress, please don't disturb them. Thank you." The eerie man walked out with the angry man from the back. After that, it was none of my business.
I met up with Joe again, and we both went down the hall talking about our two different accounts of the same thing. He was arguing that he was the whole reason that I had knowledge the other CT was under the bridge was because he told the bomber to let me know. That was absurd, as I was the one that found out the hard way. After a while, I just gave up. Sometimes there's no winning with Joe, he has to be right about what he thinks. Apparently, he told the bomber to let me know that there were some guys that could kill me if I didn't hide.
"When you think about it, though, there were two other guys that came up around, and I had to kill them. Weren't you watching me? Then I went around the corner, and the other five were waiting for me. Or at least looking for me. They didn't know where I was at until I picked up the bomb." I didn't want to let him win, so I added that. Even though I had already told him that he was right.
We got to the main hall, and we looked at each other. All we did was look into each other’s eyes, and we knew we wanted to play another. The only problem was we didn't know which level we wanted to play. I wanted to do a hostage level, I was done with the bomb/defuse levels. At least as long as I know that the jerk wasn't going to be there. And when I thought of the jerk, I wondered where he was. I didn't see him come through the hall with us, and I didn't see him now. The man that met us after the game wanted him to go with him for a personal gift, but I had a bad feeling about it. I let it go after a while, not thinking it would matter in the future. It wasn't my fault he got what he did. But I saw him walking with the eerie man, and he was in handcuffs, being escorted by cops to an elevator. If he was causing trouble, he should've been just thrown out of the building, but I was now more interested than ever before. I wanted to know where that man was going with a player.
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More coming when I write it
Hope you all enjoy~~
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EDIT: Gah... this killed my grammar when I typed it ._.
This is why I don't copypasta =/