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// Beginning the Tournament 
// Story: BattlePasture 2142 
// by HazardFacts 
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Prologue

You hear a pinging noise as you finally make it into the server. You meet up with the European Union administrator.
“Darn it man, sorry I’m late, I had to install some of the new textures for the map.”
“Oh, no problem,” he says reassuringly “luckily for you we still have one last empty squad. Seeing as you’re the first one here-“
“I automatically get rights to be a squad leader.” You cut off the admin and finish his sentence for him.
“Yep.” He simply replies, reaching for an item in his inventory. He pulls out a data pad and holds it out for you to receive. You grab the pad and automatically unlock it as the admin begins to speak again. 
“You’re kinda late but even so, we still have six confirmed registered players left to join. They should be here any second.”
“Cool.” You say as you look through the spawn menu, attempting to find your squad. You are relieved, at least now you won’t have to be a one-man-show in the next few games. You find the squad tabs and see that all other squads are indeed filled; Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, Delta, and Echo. You find Foxtrot squad, the squad with one member; you. You change the squad name to varsity and exit the menu. The admin is now armed with a SCAR 11 in mid-reload animation. The data pad now in your inventory beeps once, then again, then four more times almost together. 
“I think it’s for you, Sargent.” He says as he pulls out a combat drone and sets to activating it. You pull the data pad back out to the spawn menu, you bypass this and activate the squad menu. If you could you would have dropped the pad. “What the heck is this?!” you ask, not believing what you’ve seen. “Some kind of joke?”
“What’s wrong?” he asks, “you have a strong squad, much better than-”
“Who the heck are these guys?” you cut him off again, pretty much ticked about the roster.
“What,” he begins and then realizes your beef, “ah, I see where you’re coming from.”
“What kind of kiddy Care Bears bubblegum bull carp is this?” you yell into your mic.
You then here a voice of greeting behind you that makes you cringe. You turn around…