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The vigorous sounds of a keyboard clacking and a mouse clicking can be heard from the room.
“Stop stealing my kills!” Luna adjusts her mic then focuses her attention to the screen, watching over her character’s surroundings.
“Well, stop being such a loot goblin. I’m out of healing,” a voice comes from her headphones. Another character joins running next to hers, trying to spot any other movement from enemies in the far distance. The game featured different kinds of environments, from abandoned cities to snowy and icy peaks to miles upon miles of fields. Right now, Luna and Morgan traveled into a wide passage through the mountains.
“I’m sorry that you’re just too slow to get the good stuff, Morgan.”
“I’m sorry that you’re too slow to press mouse one on the same spot of the screen.”
They continue on to the opening of the passage, and spot enemies in the fields nearby.
“Stop getting in front of me, I’m trying to aim.” Luna tries to move to the side, her scopes trying to hone in on the moving targets.
“From here? No way. I’m gonna go ahead.” She watches Morgan’s character move forward, getting ready to push.
She observes the enemies highlighted in red, hoping they don’t see her teammate creeping closer to them. It was a whole squad with three members. She makes a quick mental decision over the numbers disadvantage, but it was already too late. She decides to fire off an attack, and then another, and then another. Her attacks show that they have full gold armor.
'Oh, shoot.'
She is immediately under fire and takes cover.
She tries to fire off more shots, but she gets hit as soon as she comes up. "I can't get a shot! What the hell are these guys carrying?" She takes the moment to heal, avoiding all the offense coming her way.
“I’m attacking, get ready.” Morgan announces, before firing off from a position to the enemies’ side. Luna takes the chance to attack, taking advantage of the distraction. Her character swings in, immediately firing off bullets to their attackers. As they attack, they shatter their enemies' armor and the squad tries to fall back to heal. Morgan keeps them in the crosshair in the middle of the screen, not letting them rest and continuing to push.
Luna catches one of them trying to recharge their armor behind a loot bin and knocks them down. Morgan finishes off the other two, a notification popping up both their screens that confirms their earned elimination kills. It wasn’t until then that they both take a breath.
“Flanking strat. Simple, but effective.” Morgan’s voice pipes up. They both look at their health bars and armor charges, and start to heal up. "Numbers-wise though, that was risky."
“Yeah well, I’m only glad I got to actually have one kill.” Luna starts looting again. She hears Morgan laugh.
“Just give me some healing please, I’m close to dying.” She sees Morgan’s character crouch down and up repeatedly. “Please.”
She tosses over a medical kit to Morgan, and her partner immediately takes it. "Let's just go before another squad attacks."
Literary: Game Strats
The vigorous sounds of a keyboard clacking and a mouse clicking can be heard from the room.
“Stop stealing my kills!” Luna adjusts her mic then focuses her attention to the screen, watching over her character’s surroundings.
“Well, stop being such a loot goblin. I’m out of healing,” a voice comes from her headphones. Another character joins running next to hers, trying to spot any other movement from enemies in the far distance. The game featured different kinds of environments, from abandoned cities to snowy and icy peaks to miles upon miles of fields. Right now, Luna and Morgan traveled into a wide passage through the mountains.
“I’m sorry that you’re just too slow to get the good stuff, Morgan.”
“I’m sorry that you’re too slow to press mouse one on the same spot of the screen.”
They continue on to the opening of the passage, and spot enemies in the fields nearby.
“Stop getting in front of me, I’m trying to aim.” Luna tries to move to the side, her scopes trying to hone in on the moving targets.
“From here? No way. I’m gonna go ahead.” She watches Morgan’s character move forward, getting ready to push.
She observes the enemies highlighted in red, hoping they don’t see her teammate creeping closer to them. It was a whole squad with three members. She makes a quick mental decision over the numbers disadvantage, but it was already too late. She decides to fire off an attack, and then another, and then another. Her attacks show that they have full gold armor.
'Oh, shoot.'
She is immediately under fire and takes cover.
She tries to fire off more shots, but she gets hit as soon as she comes up. "I can't get a shot! What the hell are these guys carrying?" She takes the moment to heal, avoiding all the offense coming her way.
“I’m attacking, get ready.” Morgan announces, before firing off from a position to the enemies’ side. Luna takes the chance to attack, taking advantage of the distraction. Her character swings in, immediately firing off bullets to their attackers. As they attack, they shatter their enemies' armor and the squad tries to fall back to heal. Morgan keeps them in the crosshair in the middle of the screen, not letting them rest and continuing to push.
Luna catches one of them trying to recharge their armor behind a loot bin and knocks them down. Morgan finishes off the other two, a notification popping up both their screens that confirms their earned elimination kills. It wasn’t until then that they both take a breath.
“Flanking strat. Simple, but effective.” Morgan’s voice pipes up. They both look at their health bars and armor charges, and start to heal up. "Numbers-wise though, that was risky."
“Yeah well, I’m only glad I got to actually have one kill.” Luna starts looting again. She hears Morgan laugh.
“Just give me some healing please, I’m close to dying.” She sees Morgan’s character crouch down and up repeatedly. “Please.”
She tosses over a medical kit to Morgan, and her partner immediately takes it. "Let's just go before another squad attacks."
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