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Hello, I've been thinking of something lately.
(Thread is not intended to be in competitive discussion. This is more so just funnies)
So, if you didn't know, Low Ink happened a few days ago, and I just happened to be a part of that. For a first dip into competitive Splatoon, I gotta say it was really fun, and really hilarious at the same time. Definitely felt really connected with my team and the other people that participated, even if I didn't speak to them directly. Now this is all good and all but I need to tell you that this is just from hindsight.
**** was kinda miserable lmfao
So this was something my team had been discussing for a while, and Low Ink just happened while we wanted a first scrim, and our first hurdle was the application process. Now initially I wasn't supposed to be part of the roster because I was scared. If you know me, I have terrible tournament luck, as every time I've entered one, I've always somehow gotten something else I needed to do and thus could not attend and thus needed a sub. With this in mind, I took a step back expecting the worst, but surprisingly me having something to do was the least of my worries here. Now if you've seen the Low Ink application, you know that you need your Splatoon ID in there (mine is ☆(VEGA)★#1016 for instance). Cut to fifteen minutes before applications closed, it turns out that one of our teammates filled that out wrong, and someone else needed to fill that in. We were screaming at them to get online but alas, no response. I eventually just decided **** it, whatever happens happens, and I managed to make an account and apply just in time before registration closed.
Whew, that was a close one. Cut to tomorrow, our team is ready to go.
Is what I would say if our captain wasn't ****ing asleep
I have no idea but by some miracle another one of our teammates showed up to take their spot so we had 4 players thankfully. Crisis averted we thought. The tournament is in swing, we all join the "lowinka" pool, and we get our first team. It's an innocent enough team; called themselves the IRS. Surely we'd be good enough to avoid our t-
Oh **** it's the ****ing IRS
Folks if you were there for it you know that this single team being here was a recipe for disaster, and while I don't blame them for existing for this tournament, you need to understand that they were disqualified for being too good for this place. This was their canon event for being banned from this tourney, and our team was the first of many to be demolished by these giga chads of squids.
Important context to note: Our team is called "Too Many Chumps." Our gimmick is supposed to be that we exclusively run weapons with Super Chump. One of our teammates was going to play the N-ZAP '89, without my knowledge, and that was the weapon I was practicing specifically for this team, so with that option eliminated, I had to hastily dust off my skills on the Bamboozler, which mind you I have not played in a good while, so this first set of ours was going to be a ****show.
So yeah we ended up getting 0-3'd by them
That set. That singular set alone scarred my entire team. We had to agree that we should probably use regular weapons for this since we thought Chumps were not viable (which looking back now, we probably could've made work had it not been the IRS being our first opponent but I digress). Our team essentially consisted of three players who knew each Tacticooler weapon (one of us could play ZAP, another one of us could play Heavy Edit, and I could play Snipewriter), so for most of our matches we were running double cooler. Our next set went wildly better, as we hit a clean 3-0 on our competitors, before promptly getting 0-3'd again by another team. This cycled continued for a good bit until our next match.
The man the myth the legend; our captain is finally awake!
And it only took until halfway into the tourney for them to realized they screwed up the time. They thought Low Ink happened around 5 hours after the time we were currently playing, and we're currently like 1-2 hours deep into this tournament by now. Couldn't help but remark with a sarcastic "Oh so now you decide to show up" in VC. With a 5th teammate in hand, we were opened to swapping ourselves from time to time.
But god did I wish swapping was easy ;w;
Our next sets weren't so bad, as we were now doing 2-1 and 1-2 sets with teams, but in the middle of it my captain wants in, so our Octobrush player obliges, and oh my god this swap almost screwed us over. Now in the middle of our match my captain's mom was calling them over to do something, and once that match was over, my captain wanted to swap with my teammate, but whoops, my teammate has started cooking something MID TOURNEY MIGHT I ADD, and they can't stop looking at that pot. We are essentially stuck in a crossroads. We cannot wait cuz we still need one more game played out. I dunno how it happened but by some miracle either my captain or our subbed out teammate managed to keep it going, and we were able to finish that set, 1-2. We didn't get knocked out, and that was all that really mattered.
The spooks are over yippee
All I can say about this experience is just wow... that was CHUMPTASTIC! The way this played out was so scuffed, but I couldn't be more happy to have participated in it, because damn was it so fun. From the PTSD induced by us not paying our taxes courtesy of the IRS to us somehow getting in a game of Scorch Clams with a Forge Pro and an Undercover Brella (which my team somehow allowed since I main it), I can't help but be in awe of the competitive experience and how people can get so good at this game.
So that's what I've been thinking about. Got any funny experiences in this game? I'd love to hear it. Well that's my ramble over. Hopefully I'll talk about something more informational or even just this goofy side of me again.
(Thread is not intended to be in competitive discussion. This is more so just funnies)
So, if you didn't know, Low Ink happened a few days ago, and I just happened to be a part of that. For a first dip into competitive Splatoon, I gotta say it was really fun, and really hilarious at the same time. Definitely felt really connected with my team and the other people that participated, even if I didn't speak to them directly. Now this is all good and all but I need to tell you that this is just from hindsight.
**** was kinda miserable lmfao
So this was something my team had been discussing for a while, and Low Ink just happened while we wanted a first scrim, and our first hurdle was the application process. Now initially I wasn't supposed to be part of the roster because I was scared. If you know me, I have terrible tournament luck, as every time I've entered one, I've always somehow gotten something else I needed to do and thus could not attend and thus needed a sub. With this in mind, I took a step back expecting the worst, but surprisingly me having something to do was the least of my worries here. Now if you've seen the Low Ink application, you know that you need your Splatoon ID in there (mine is ☆(VEGA)★#1016 for instance). Cut to fifteen minutes before applications closed, it turns out that one of our teammates filled that out wrong, and someone else needed to fill that in. We were screaming at them to get online but alas, no response. I eventually just decided **** it, whatever happens happens, and I managed to make an account and apply just in time before registration closed.
Whew, that was a close one. Cut to tomorrow, our team is ready to go.
Is what I would say if our captain wasn't ****ing asleep
I have no idea but by some miracle another one of our teammates showed up to take their spot so we had 4 players thankfully. Crisis averted we thought. The tournament is in swing, we all join the "lowinka" pool, and we get our first team. It's an innocent enough team; called themselves the IRS. Surely we'd be good enough to avoid our t-
Oh **** it's the ****ing IRS
Folks if you were there for it you know that this single team being here was a recipe for disaster, and while I don't blame them for existing for this tournament, you need to understand that they were disqualified for being too good for this place. This was their canon event for being banned from this tourney, and our team was the first of many to be demolished by these giga chads of squids.
Important context to note: Our team is called "Too Many Chumps." Our gimmick is supposed to be that we exclusively run weapons with Super Chump. One of our teammates was going to play the N-ZAP '89, without my knowledge, and that was the weapon I was practicing specifically for this team, so with that option eliminated, I had to hastily dust off my skills on the Bamboozler, which mind you I have not played in a good while, so this first set of ours was going to be a ****show.
So yeah we ended up getting 0-3'd by them
That set. That singular set alone scarred my entire team. We had to agree that we should probably use regular weapons for this since we thought Chumps were not viable (which looking back now, we probably could've made work had it not been the IRS being our first opponent but I digress). Our team essentially consisted of three players who knew each Tacticooler weapon (one of us could play ZAP, another one of us could play Heavy Edit, and I could play Snipewriter), so for most of our matches we were running double cooler. Our next set went wildly better, as we hit a clean 3-0 on our competitors, before promptly getting 0-3'd again by another team. This cycled continued for a good bit until our next match.
The man the myth the legend; our captain is finally awake!
And it only took until halfway into the tourney for them to realized they screwed up the time. They thought Low Ink happened around 5 hours after the time we were currently playing, and we're currently like 1-2 hours deep into this tournament by now. Couldn't help but remark with a sarcastic "Oh so now you decide to show up" in VC. With a 5th teammate in hand, we were opened to swapping ourselves from time to time.
But god did I wish swapping was easy ;w;
Our next sets weren't so bad, as we were now doing 2-1 and 1-2 sets with teams, but in the middle of it my captain wants in, so our Octobrush player obliges, and oh my god this swap almost screwed us over. Now in the middle of our match my captain's mom was calling them over to do something, and once that match was over, my captain wanted to swap with my teammate, but whoops, my teammate has started cooking something MID TOURNEY MIGHT I ADD, and they can't stop looking at that pot. We are essentially stuck in a crossroads. We cannot wait cuz we still need one more game played out. I dunno how it happened but by some miracle either my captain or our subbed out teammate managed to keep it going, and we were able to finish that set, 1-2. We didn't get knocked out, and that was all that really mattered.
The spooks are over yippee
All I can say about this experience is just wow... that was CHUMPTASTIC! The way this played out was so scuffed, but I couldn't be more happy to have participated in it, because damn was it so fun. From the PTSD induced by us not paying our taxes courtesy of the IRS to us somehow getting in a game of Scorch Clams with a Forge Pro and an Undercover Brella (which my team somehow allowed since I main it), I can't help but be in awe of the competitive experience and how people can get so good at this game.
So that's what I've been thinking about. Got any funny experiences in this game? I'd love to hear it. Well that's my ramble over. Hopefully I'll talk about something more informational or even just this goofy side of me again.
