[h1][center][color=royalblue]Bradley Drake, Jr.[/color][/center][/h1]

Bradley began to assess the teams for a bit, thinking to himself. Despite being put in the same team with that rude, pink-haired lass, Bradley's sure he can make something work out of his team. He looked around, drawing his cutlass and pointing towards his team's side of the map.

[color=royalblue]"Alright, y'scallywags, on me!"[/color] Bradley called to his team. Today was the day he proved to them, no, to everyone that he is fit to be a captain! Once they are out of earshot from the other team, Bradley began to start explaining.

[color=royalblue]"Roight then, landlubbers, do the name's Bradley Drake Jr. It looks like they've got an extra member o'er us, so we'll 'ave to compensate accordin'ly! For now though, my plan is to split our team inta threes; cappers, midfields, and defence. That'a'way, we'll have two players inta every role. Cappers're self-explanatory, they go up and try for th'flag! Midfields stays aroun' the middle of the field and jus' starts a ruckus so they'll have a 'ard time gettin' at our flag. This could also be to stop them when they manage to get our flag. Defence stays wit' the flag, makin' sure no one else tries cappin' it!"

"Before we start choosin' roles, we gotta tell each'o'er our abilities. I'm plannin' t'pose as somethin' else in order to throw the enemy team off, but as far as my actual powers go, I've got control over water. Before I learned about m'powers, tho, I was always usin' my cutlass, and it definitely won't fail me now!"

"So what can all of ye'do, anyway?"[/color]

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