Participants:
Poops McGee, Freds Slacks, Compton, Unt, Cozmo, Scooby
Doo, Num13e12s, Jade D, Jimmy, Yosevu, Black Dea7h,
SpliT Diggy, and some Ne0 guy.
1st Place:
Poops McGee.
2nd Place:
Ice Whore (Ne0 Iceman)
3rd:
Yosevu
Description of tournament:
All the tournament match outcomes can
be seen by looking at the picture below or by opening
the word document bracket. The tournament as a whole
went well I think. The biggest problem was probably
organization but it still went fairly smooth. It kinda
sucked that people that had said they would play ended
up not showing but that was going to happen anyway. The
first round of the tournament was held in Midship. Most
of the matches went as expected, either total victory or
complete defeat. It was a race to the plasma pistol and
then only a matter of time. The second round proved
interesting as the prospects of round one advanced onto
Lockout. There seemed to be two completely different
strategies. First there was SpliT Diggy's strategy of
"just play to have fun". The man was down by 5 at one
point to me but did he result to bitchery? Hell no he
mannned up and started to mount a tremendous comeback,
he was only defeated by one kill as he fell to his death
going balls to the wall chasing me up the lift thirsting
for a fight. A tip of the cap to you my good sir. On
the other hand there was another strategy lurking in the
shadows. I will not name this non clan members matrix
affiliated name but his game play was grotesque. The
match had just begun and we started face to face above
the sword, he won that fight, so naturally I moved over
to that area after I respawned to try to fight him
again. I entered the room and just as I passed by a
corner there he was squatting in the corner (undoubtedly
I interrupted his coveted anal fondling) just waiting
for me with a shotgun. So I turned toward him and
firmly placed my lips around the barrel of the shotgun
and watched my brains turn into a jelly stain on the
wall. Obviously I was caught off guard, wasn't this
supposed to be a friendly competition among friends?
Apparently not. On top of this particular persons
questionable tactics, I completed his supposed skill
with a little shitty foot work of my own. Yes I managed
to fall not once but twice making the final score of the
match 10 to -1 in his favor. But with that match out of
the way I was able to focus on the outcome of the rest
of the tournament. The third round took place in
Ascension. This would be a test of sniping. Poops
manhandled Ne0 and Yosevu and SpliT hammered out a
close-nit match in which Yosevu would win. With that
round over there were only a few matches left to
determine who would be the winner of the first O7ah
tournament. Poops and Yosevu met up in Lockout and
Poops pulled ahead again. All Poops had to do now was
wait for the loser bracket to sort itself out. I was
able to advance 3 spots thanks to people not wanting to
play. No doubt they were afraid of shiting on my
already shattered Halo ego, or Hego. So I found myself
in a match once again with the masked man of bitchery.
This time it was different I had won the coin toss and
it was up to me to choose the level. I chose Ivory
Tower. As the match started I spawned by the shotgun so
I jumped onto the hardwood just in time to see him
running toward the over shield. I checked the stream
only to find that the rocket was gone. So I figured I
was going to go down a couple of points trying to get it
back which I did. The sad part was that every time he
killed me with the damn weapon it took at least 2
shots. I would dodge the first one, with a certain
satisfaction I might add and then he would nail me with
the second one because the trajectory of a man in the
air is fairly simple to calculate. Thanks a fuckin lot
gravity. Once I got the damn gun away from him with a
sniper shot that forced his teeth to chew threw the back
of his throat and his body to flip over in agony, I felt
pretty comfortable again. But oh no I forgot that I was
playing captain SUPER WHORE. I had no sooner finished
reloading the god forsaken weapon then I saw him running
oblivious to his surroundings toward the overshield. So
once he had that he rushed me I hit him with the first
rocket forcing him to part with his shileds while
simultaneously throwing him into the air I waited for
him to fall back down. He landed an index finger away so
I did the natural thing and shot another rocket at the
ground between us and what happened?.......... The
dust, smoke, sweat, teeth and hair cleared and all you
could see was my body and the silhouette of an unscathed
spartan reloading a rocket launcher with a smug like
stride in his step. I lost the match and also a hope
the the Guardians did not in fact loathe my very
existence......... Oh yeah and uhhhh the tournament
continued on. Ne0 now had to face Yousevu they tied the
first match and Ne0 won the second. It all came down to
this, Poops vs. Ne0. The leader vs the betrayer. The
first match would go to Ne0. Why you might ask. Its
simple really. Poops wanted to give him hope. Hope that
Poops and Poops alone could shatter on a whim. The
final match was to take place on Lockout, yes that's
right the same Lockout the Ne0..... I mean the unnamed
cold matrix affiliated person had unleashed the fury of
bitchery. Was Poops shaken. No sir he was not. He was
focused he new what had to happen. 9 Kills and 10
minutes later there was only one man standing. Who was
that man. It was our Overlord Poops McGee. With the
tourney won and Ne0 in his place once more Poops removed
the headset from his brow and placed his controller
down. The day was won and there was Deadwood to be
viewed.
Side note:
Ne0 I am just messin' around no offense man.
Tournament Bracket (right
click save as, or open in new window): The names in
blue are links to the game. The names in red are
matches where a bye was given, and the name in green is
the victor of the tourney.
Winners Bracket: