Clutch's Diary E1

Clutch’s Dear Diary: “They are all dead. Again. I am left entirely alone in a cold, hostile world, forced to carry the weight of their mistakes.” “The enemy team is trash-talking in their comms. They think they have me outnumbered 1v5. Fools.” “The team spent all our funds on heavy sniper rifles and neon weapon skins. I am currently holding a site with a smoke grenade, a basic pistol, and sheer audacity.”

Clutch

Entry 1: The Safe Zone 09:00 AM I have arrived at my very first airsoft game. I bought a pristine set of multicam uniforms online because the forum guys said it is the only way to be taken seriously. I feel like an elite operator.

However, looking around the staging area, I am severely underdressed. The guy next to me has a helmet with three different cameras, a radio that connects to a simulated satellite network, and a plate carrier that looks heavy enough to stop a real artillery shell. Meanwhile, the guy on my other side is wearing a Hawaiian shirt and another is in a clown suit. I ask the helmet guy what our tactical insertion plan is. He looks at me like I’m an idiot and says, "We walk past the BBQ and turn left at the tent through the gate." The fog of war is already setting in.

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Darrly Squires

aka Esquire

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