So a carbon roller, bamboolzer (me), splatterscope, and e-litre walk into Kelp Dome Rainmaker. They get steamrolled by quartet of shooters.
(Matchmaker: Totes balanced! lol)
The two "real chargers" find their perches and stick close to them the entire match while carbon roller and I try to 2v4. About two minutes pass, we can get no points on the board, map control is nonexistent, all four of us have been splatted again and they're making one final push to the podium. Then suddenly, I'm watching the rainmaker bearer who splatted me on my kill cam go POOF. The rainmaker resets at the middle and after fully respawning I jump up and down on the spawn point spamming "Booyah!" like a buffoon. Excitedly I ran straight for the rainmaker, popped it, spammed "C'mon" and started to get us some points. The chargers just re-glued themselves to their perches while the carbon roller and I spent nearly the rest of the match fighting side-by-side across the grates rather than ink our way across the entire map. And those three shooters were determined not to let us win. Once we finally got the lead we took turns playing keep-away against the shooters until the clock ran down than risk pushing further. Such an exhausting five minutes...
And recently I did my first tri squad. Rainmaker match with myself at A- with a Heavy Splatling teaming up with two S rank shooters. One match we faced a quartet of Japanese S+ Octobrush users (three vanillas, one nouveau). They slapped us silly. During one engagement near our base, one of them went kraken and I held him at bay. And then his teammate krakened behind him. I readied another charge and backed up to take on both of them. But then like synchronized swimmers they crisscrossed in front of me then hit me from both sides in unison. It was beau~tiful~! I just couldn't get salty about it. Instead I just felt lonely and jealous. Why do they get to be brush buddies, I want brush buddies too! *sniffle*