[center][h3][color=44d62c]Mountain[/color] [color=ed1c24]Dew[/color] [color=fff200]Quickscope[/color][/h3][/center]

Mountain casually hummed All Star by Smash Mouth as he walked into the building. When he and the Thule Twins entered, he immediately took note of its architecture. It looked like a cleaner and more modern version of Der Eisendrache from [i]Black Ops III[/i], but without the blood and zombies. And snow. But the map looked pretty badass already, or at least the pre-game lobby did. It was nothing compared to the Temple of Gaben, but it still looked badass. Mountain whistled in appreciation. [color=44d62c]"This place is dank as shit. Is this where the fighting's gonna be?"[/color] He asked.

Davian shook his head. "Afraid not. This is the Inquisitional College building."

Mountain nodded as he ran a hand through his messy black hair. The trio continued to walk, and Mountain noticed that there were numerous hallways and desks on each side, though they were blocked by simplistic rope barriers. They were probably invisible walls and world borders to prevent people from getting out of the map. It was probably for the best, though. Mountain had already glitched himself out of reality itself once.

He did not want to do that again. 

Eventually, the quickscoper and the twins stopped at a door that was so white Mountain was afraid it would ask for a Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks in a stupid Californian Valley Girl accent nobody liked. Except Americans. Those people were weird. Both Davian and Aralynn stood at opposite sides of the door and cocked their heads at the door. Taking the cue, Mountain mentally pressed the X button in front of it. The doors immediately swung open by themselves, and Mountain strode into a large atrium with a domed glass ceiling. The walls were decorated with large mosaics of things Mountain didn't recognise. Who made mosaics if they weren't pixel art? Mountain puzzled over this as he glanced over the potted plants in the area. 

"Alright, Mountain," Aralynn said suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts. "This is where the journey will begin. This is where the tournament will begin." She motioned towards one of the podiums. 

Davian stepped up next to his sister. "Good luck, Chosen of Gaben." With that, the two turned away and walked off. Mountain shrugged. Guess he was on his own now. It didn't matter. Mountain worked alone and played with himself most of the time, sometimes with Daniel. He wondered how his best friend was doing back home. He got accepted into the Steam School of MLG, the most prestigious trickshotting academy in all of Mlgolia. Apparently he was doing pretty damn well with his Akimbo Model 1887 shotguns, but Mountain hadn't seen him since the Fall of Origin and death of Andrew Wilson. 

But whatevs, it was time for a whole new adventure. Mountain looked towards the podiums and picked the one furthest away, before teleporting there. He disappeared in a flash of green light, before popping back into existence behind it. His powers hadn't been restricted yet since the tournament hadn't begun yet, but Mountain knew he had to think crafty when using his nerfed teleportation ability. Reaching into the dimension in his back pocket, he pulled out a can of ice-cold Mountain Dew Kickstart. 

After all, he needed to be alert and awake before commencing the slaughtering.

Popping it open and taking a nice chug as the caffeine and electrolytes flowed into his body, he looked around and noticed that the other contestants had entered. He continued to take intermittent sips of the fruit punch-flavoured beverage as he eyed the competition with his eyes. Those glowing orange eyes were sharp; they helped him quickscope many targets and watched out for enemy throwing knives. Those same eyes had also seen boobs in real life. A rare achievement. 

He examined the armoured halberdier. The guy wore what appeared to be plate armour and wielded a large halberd. [i]Melee-type[/i], Mountain thought. [i][color=44d62c]Doesn't seem to have any ranged weapons. Stupid Commando tactical knifers. Annoying shits. A headshot should do. Should easily pierce through armour.[/color][/i] 

Next was the shrine maiden. Her body was covered in scars, and she was missing an arm. [i][color=44d62c]Lol what is this? That one bitch from that crappy Japanese bullet hell game?[/color][/i] Mountain smirked. [i][color=44d62c]And without an arm or weapons, she should be easy to take down.[/color][/i] He rubbed his chin. [i][color=44d62c]Yeah, unless she doesn't have any melee perks.[/color][/i]

The black-armoured woman. [i][color=44d62c]Hmm. That looks like a jetpack.[/color][/i] Indeed, the white-haired woman had a large device on her back which looked like an oversized jetpack. [i][color=44d62c]Go for the weak point. Shoot the fuel tanks first.[/color][/i] He looked at her guns. [i][color=44d62c]Whoa, those are some bigass guns. Gotta be careful around them. Wouldn't want to get cheesed by a noob dual-wielding OP guns.[/color][/i] He scrutinised her armour. [i][color=44d62c]Looks tough. Probably switch to Doritos when needed. They're armour-piercing and explosive.[/color][/i]

He sized up the guy wearing weird armour. He kind of looked like a Juggernaut from both [i]Modern Warfares[/i]. His helmet was weird, though. [i][color=44d62c]What is this? Pyramid Head's brother from the future. He looks ridiculous.[/color][/i] However, Mountain quickly noticed his guns, and a pit of slight fear formed in his stomach. [i][color=44d62c]Aw, shit. Is that an ACR? Shiiiiiiiit. The most OP gun in CoD history. Fucking no-skill noob.[/color][/i] True, ACRs were absurdly overpowered with their lack of recoil and ridiculous damage even with numerous patches, though they were still no match for his legendary AWP.

After the Pyramid Head wannabe was the fox girl. [i][color=44d62c]Ohohoho, what is this? A weeaboo furry?[/color][/i] Mountain snickered at the thought. [i][color=44d62c]Nine tails, huh? What bullshit anime is she from? Hmm...[/color][/i] He examined her. Even though she was hot as fuck, she had nine fluffy tails and a pair of fox-like ears, and Mountain promised that he would [i]never[/i] make love with one of those furries. Fucking furries. She had no weapons, though since the kitsuone or however it was pronounced was Japanese, she probably had some weird anime magic like shooting big blue balls from her tails or something. Suddenly, a song got stuck in his head. [i][color=44d62c]What does the fox say? Dingdingding- NO! STOP! THAT FUCKING SONG![/color][/i] Mountain took a breath to get it out and filled his mind with tunes from Linkin Park instead. [i][color=44d62c]Okay. Hm, fox spirit. Probably agile, cunning? I dunno.[/color][/i]

Then was the weird man/woman in black armour. Mountain couldn't tell. [i][color=44d62c]What is this?[/color][/i] [color=44d62c]Dark Souls?[/color] This one confused Mountain the most. He wasn't exactly what to think of her, but he assumed a quick noscope would do the trick.[i][color=44d62c]]But she has a sword. Might be harder to take down in melee. Stay at range and keep hardscoping.[/color][/i]

Following up was the dragon girl. And boy was she hot. [i][color=44d62c]HOLY SHIT! THOSE BOOBS! Okay, forget about the no fucking furries before. This one is totally fuckable.[/color][/i] He stared at her golden dress and hairstyle, almost missing the horns on her head. Thing is, she had a pair of massive wings. [i][color=44d62c]Shit. Flying type. Hate those.[/color][/i] He frowned, before smirking. [i][color=44d62c]But she should be vulnerable in the air. Shoot the wings.[/color][/i] Strange, though. She looked an awful lot like a humanised version of a particular monster from a movie, what with her colour pattern and dragon parts.

The white elf girl was next. [i][color=44d62c]Hmm, Elsa is that you?[/color][/i] Mountain chuckled. [i][color=44d62c]Snow powers. Probably it. Rapier? Easy. One of those speedy types, huh?[/color][/i] He hated those. They were so hard to hit. [i][color=44d62c]Gotta time my shots just right. If she freezes me, my mixtape should melt the ice.[/color][/i]

The skeleton with a mushroom hat. [i][color=44d62c]Mmm, mushroom soup.[/color][/i] Mountain reached into his back pocket and pulled out a Mountain Dew grenade. It looked like a regular can of Dew, but with a pin and spoon. [i][color=44d62c]Last time I checked, skeletons are weak to electricity damage. Shock should fry the shrooms, and I can go on a drug trip.[/color][/i]

The thing that looked like a purple ball with a mouth and a pair of legs followed. [i][color=44d62c]Whoa! Pac-Man, is that you? Oh shit, he's gonna eat me![/color][/i] The quickscoper once again snickered at that as he shoved his grenade back into his pocket. [i][color=44d62c]Probably can kill him if I toss a grenade in there. Blow him up from the inside out.[/color][/i]

Next, the huge-ass armoured giant. [i][color=44d62c]Big guy in armour. Might be hard to penetrate. No ranged weapons, though. Probably super slow. Huge enemies are always slow. And besides, the bigger they are the more that they'll bleed. Boy what is up with that armour? There's so much bling on it![/color][/i] 

The Asian guy in a tuxedo, holding a conductor's baton. [i][color=44d62c]Asian guy! What is he doing outside a sweatshop?[/color][/i] He stared at the man's conductor. [i][color=44d62c]Musical attacker, eh? Can't say I'm surprised. These guys are so tough for some reason. Like that one time I beat the Shrednought![/color][/i] He recalled that epic battle with Daniel where the two of them fought against the God of Metal. The two shredded so hard they ripped a hole in reality, banishing the Shrednought to an eternity of listening to Justin Bieber songs. [i][color=44d62c]Blast him with dubstep. That should work.[/color][/i]

Next came the pirate. [i][color=44d62c]Whoa, Cap'n Crunch! I love that cereal![/color][/i] He thought of his favourite breakfast food second to Doritos mixed with Mountain Dew and weed. [i][color=44d62c]Is this guy even a threat? What is he- a cereal killer?[/color][/i]

Finally, the gigantic ogre. Mountain stared at it, as if he was a loss for words. [i][color=44d62c]...Well. That was unexpected.[/color][/i] Mountain considered going for the usual strategy he used to defeat huge bosses: get underneath them and quickscope them in the balls. But the ogre had so much fat (he was fatter than His Holy Rotundness Gaben) Mountain doubted it would work. He was still convinced it would cause an 8 magnitude earthquake if it hit the ground.

Looking around for any more competitors and finding one, Mountain cracked his neck, finished up his drink, and tossed the can behind him, which exploded. Strangely, it didn't do any damage at all. A man came over the intercom, announcing what the City of Echoes was in the first place. There were going to be gods and demons and money and stuff, and Mountain was excited. It sounded like a really [i]good[/i] open world RPG. He was probably going to get distracted by the sidequests.

Suddenly, the spotlights around the room lit up and illuminated several weird necklace things. Apparently, they were called 'phylacteries', and the souls of every competitor was bound to one of them, and if one was killed, then his or her soul would go to the one who killed the wearer.

Of course, Mountain wasn't listening. He was too bust playing around with the necklace to care. So, when the announcer read out the rules and regulations, he didn't really catch any of it. Though he caught bits and pieces like not attacking other competitors he wasn't matched up with and not attacking college staff, but he still wasn't really listening. However, he was sent back to reality when vents around the room started filling the area with fog. Mountain stared at it for a second before shrugging and putting the phylactery around his neck. He drew his AWP. [color=44d62c]"Let's play."[/color]