Okay finally finished with the soccer stunt. I may have butchered the characterization of a few of the character, idk. I also may have made Raj a little more depressed then he probably actually is, but then again he did get trashed on his first sim run.
I've also figured out what my final vote is, so
[X] MOAR SIMS! You need dem simulation hours.
[X] Workout! You need to get fit to survive these things. (Your choice of Sports or Hitting the Gym)
-[X]- sports (we were a soccer player right?)
--[x] invite everyone else who wants to join. (stunted below)
[x] Hangout
-[x] Raj
Socialization:
[X] Dad and the Siblings. (Yaaaaay Skype)
-[x] Amina mentioned pressure on your siblings, that isn't happening, is it?
-[X] Additional Write in: See if you can use this call home to get dad to gather Sam and Vladimir in the same room for the video conference?
(schedules may conflict, but hey, trying to get cake and eat it too is a time honored tradition. Plus if they missed it, it's the thought that counts.)
Video Conference
-[x] How are they doing?
-[x] reassure them by talking about the training hours and the help you're getting from the experts
---[x] avoid telling them about the pain and Raj's simulated death, this will only pointlessly worry them
[X] Tang Ying
-[x] cheer him up, remind him that training occurs so mistakes don't happen.
[X] Raj
-[x] dude cheer up (see stunt).
Deployment
[x]Raj Rai
[x]Amina
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It's Sunday, and you're sitting in your room with a bunch of nervous energy. Your schedule, thankfully, was light today; there were only a few hours of simulation training in the morning that you've already completed, along with some extra hours just to be sure. So now that it's after lunch and your schedule is actually empty, you have no idea what to do.
That is, until your eyes notice your soccer ball on the floor. You smile as you move to pick it up, reminiscing a bit about the various games you've played with your high school soccer team back home.
You manage to get two feet away from your door when you realize you have no idea where you could possibly play soccer. The four foot entertainment center was awesome and all, but from what you remember there wasn't exactly a soccer field in it. Nor did you remember seeing a soccer field in your tour earlier.
"Huh. Well that's a problem. I'm going to need to find a field." You scratch your head as you wonder where you could find a soccer field. "Guess I should ask Amina, she should know."
"I should know what?" You nearly jump out of your shoes as you spin around to face a smiling Amina. "Whoa there, it's just me."
You laugh sheepishly after you finish turning. "Ah… well" you point to the soccer ball in your hand "I kinda want to play some soccer, but I don't know if there's a soccer field in this base and well you're more familiar with the base so umm yeah…"
Amina smiles and nods, "yeah I know where there's a soccer field. And I'll show you how to get to it if you invite me along."
"Great! And sure you can come along. Playing soccer alone is kinda boring. Actually... why don't we try and get everyone else to join as well?"
"I don't see why not."
"k. You go get the girls and I'll grab the guys and we'll meet back here in about 10 15 minutes?"
With that you split up. The first door you knock on is Tang Ying's. "Hey, want to play soccer?"
"umm, sure I don't really have anything to do right now anyways. Let me get my shoes on and stuff."
After Tang Ying gets ready, you too head to invite Dirk. Sure he's a pretentious dick, but well you're going to be working with him to fight monsters, so you should probably be courteous to him as well and at least offer.
"Yes?"
"Hey Dirk. We're going to go play some soccer and I was wondering whether you would like to join us."
"Soccer? You mean Football right? And sure I'll join I don't see why I shouldn't."
The last door you knock on is Raj's door. He opens the door partially, and you're meet with a depressed looking Raj who sighs out a "Yes?"
"Whoa Raj. You okay?"
"I'm fine." Another sigh.
"Well okay." You decide not to press further right now, you know it'll just make him defensive right now. "So do you have anything you're doing right now?"
"Nooo."
"Well we're planning on playing some soccer or football depending on where you're from."
"I see…" another sigh "well in that case you should just go on without me."
"Huh why?"
"Cause I don't know how to play football." With that statement he closes the door.
"Wait!" You raise your hand to knock again when Dirk speaks up.
"let him go Johnathan. If he doesn't know how to play he'll just drag us down, and he doesn't seem to want to join anyways."
You sigh and lower you hand. "First off Dirk, it's not like we're playing a competitive game, so his skill doesn't really matter. Secondly, I think he does want to join us." Before Dirk could respond again you toss him your soccer ball "Look, how about this Dirk. You and Tang Ying head down to the end of the hallway to meet with Amina and the others and give me five minutes to try and convince Raj to come. If I can't do that I'll come without him okay?"
"Whatever man." Dirk turns and waves "If you want to waste five minutes trying to convince him it's not my problem."
You sigh, then turn and knock on Raj's door again.
"I said you should go without me."
"Look Raj." You pause, not really sure what to say. "Look, if you're worried that much about not being able to play, don't worry. I'll teach you, and soccer's easy to learn anyways. I'm sure you'll pick it up in no time. Plus it'll be more fun if you join us."
Raj opens his door a little. "You sure?"
You nod "I'm sure. Go put on a good pair of shoes and we'll go join the others okay?"
Raj nods, the faintest flicker of a smile on his face as he turns back to grab his stuff before you two head off to join the others.
Upon joining the others, you set off. Unfortunately it turns out Amina couldn't convince Khadijah and it seems that your impromptu soccer lesson club has gained one Kim Hyun-Soon, but other than that the group's there were no problems.
The trip to the soccer field didn't take too long. You spend the time following Amina through various corridors and riding a tram (they have trams in the base? How big is this place anyways?) explaining the rules of soccer to Raj and Kim.
Once you arrive at the indoor field, you split off into two groups. You go and grab another soccer ball from the nearby storage room and begin to teach Kim and Raj the basics of dribbling and passing while Amina, Dirk, and Tang take up the other half of the field and begin playing. Both Kim and Raj pick up the basics pretty quickly, with Raj putting his all into learning.
This state of affairs continues for about 15 minutes before Usman Usman walks in with two other men you recognize as mechanics. "So, I heard my sister decided to play some soccer without inviting me."
Amina rolls her eyes as she stops the ball at her feet. "I thought you said you were busy."
"I was. And now I'm not. So how about a friendly game? Me, David and Lammert here verse the six of you?"
Dirk scoffs. "Three verses six? Even if Kim and Raj are newbies you'll still be outmatched."
"I don't know Dirk." Amina shrugs "I know them, and they're all pretty good soccer players. Depending on how good Johnathon is, they could either give us a run for our money, or completely stomp us." She sighs "I'm game"
You turn to Kim and Raj "You guys okay with joining them?" Kim just nods, but Raj looks a bit apprehensive. "Don't worry Raj, you'll do fine."
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Its break time, and the game is currently 3-1 against you. The game started off as an unmitigated disaster for your team. Even though you had a numbers advantage, and even though you, Amina, and Drik are all pretty good soccer players, while Tang was a decent goalie, your group had no teamwork. And Usman's group was good. Raj also dropped out of the game about ten minutes in, citing exhaustion and went to sit on the sidelines to watch. Eventually though, your team began to pull together some semblance of teamwork, bouncing the ball between yourself, Amina, and Dirk to keep away from Usman and score a goal.
You sit down next to a despondent looking Raj, drinking from a bottle of water. "Hey"
"Hey"
You pause to catch your breath "You sure you don't want to join in again?"
"It's probably better that I stay out. I'll only make things worse if I join." He lets out a pathetic laugh "I don't think soccer is the sport for me."
You lean back. "Hey Raj. You want to know about my first real soccer game?"
"It was probably a game where you won the game for your team right?" he grumbles.
You let out a laugh at this. "Won? Man I wish we won that game. No I single handily lost that game for my team." You take a swig out of the water bottle. "It was back in middle school. I had just joined the team, and it was near the end of our first game. Don't even remember which team we were against, but we were tied when one of our players manages to trip and hurt his ankle. So I get subbed in. Man I was so nervous. I don't even know why I was nervous, thinking back on it. But I was, and so two minutes before the match ends, I get the ball and pass it. Only problem is, I passed it to a member of the opposing team, who then take the opportunity delivered to him with both feet and score the goal that tipped the game in their favor. Man was my team pissed at me."
You're lying to me aren't you?"
"Nope. Nearly quit the team too. But I didn't. I decided I was going to try my best to do better. It took a while, the next few games I played pretty badly. But eventually I did get better, and by the time I came here I was pretty close to team captain on my high school team. So don't give up just because you're not playing as well as me or Amina. Just try your best okay? Without pushing yourself too hard" You stand up and extend your hand to Raj. The faintest flicker of a smile crosses his face as he grabs your hand.
"Okay. I'll try again."
"Good." You pull him up.
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It's nearing the end of the game, and it's tied 4-4. You've agreed on the next point scored to determine the winner. Tang grabs the ball out of the air before Lammert is able score, before passing it to Dirk. You and Amina rush down the field, forcing Usman to choose one player to guard as Lammert attempt to stall Drik and Kim as they pass the ball between each other down the field. Usman makes a decision, and moves towards Amina. Kim sees the opportunity, and sends the ball towards you. The pass is clumsy; Lammert is nearly able to intercept it and you're forced to change your course to prevent it from going out of bounds. Unfortunately, this give enough time for Usman to get in front of you, and soon you find it very hard to go anywhere. Usman had expertly placed himself to block any attempts by you to pass to Amina, Lammert is still properly covering Dirk, and you know from experience that attempting to dribble past Usman results in Usman stealing the ball from you. Until, out of the corner of your eye.
"Raj!" you send the ball towards him. It's a light, simple pass that Usman is out of position to intercept, and the ball reaches Raj without incident. "Aim for the goal." Raj looks a little confused before dribbling a bit down the field and taking a clumsy kick. The ball flies towards the goal. David leaps from his position in the center of the goal in an attempt to block it. He misses the ball. Which then bounces off of one of the goal posts and back onto the field.
Only for Amina to come speeding out of nowhere to head butt the ball into the goal. Usman slows down his chase after Amina, laughing as Dirk, Tang and Kim cross the field to congratulate her. You catch your breath and walk up next to Raj.
"Hey. Good work."
Raj looks at you quizzically. "I did not score."
You smile at him. "No, but you gave Amina the perfect set up for the goal. If you didn't try to make that goal, we wouldn't have just won." Raj nods, a smile forming on his face. "So, if I decide to come back here to play more soccer, would you want to join me?" You extend your hand to him again.
Raj gabs your hand and shakes it. "I would like that." With that the two of you head off and rejoined the others.
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Man I spent way to much time writing this up. Way too much time.