Crucifijo VII

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"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO LET'S GO, GO, GO, CRUCIFI-HOES!"

"VAMOS CRUSADOS! VAMOS CRUCIFIJO! C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

"Are we all here?"

"Waiting for Kit, but yeah," says CJ. "We need eight total. Four boys, four girls."

"I'm in," says Ann. "Campana, right? Should be a piece of cake."

"Yeah, remember football? Anyway, I guess you're in?"

"ofc dude"

"Ight. Well I'm gonna play, too."

"Kiddos, we should be careful," said Nina. "Campana had to do tryouts for frisbee."

"So?"

"That means they'll have better players. We're just made up of people who wanted to join but—"

"MOTHERFUCKERS WE ARE ALL GOOD AND WE CAN ALL BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF CAMPANA!!! C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

"Sure Ann," says Kent. "I'll play."

"What's our strat?"

"We're known for being defensive," said Nina. "Ann, can I trust you to score?"

"Sure but why?"

"Because you're smol, so nobody will notice it's with you."

"bruh alright"

"I'll receive Ann's passes, then," said Kimberly (Who I'll refer to as "Kim" because the other Kim isn't here, I think)

"Biggest issue is if they say certain shit's okay," says Ann. "Because fun fact, calling this sport "Frisbee" is like calling every car a Toyota because Frisbees are actually a brand of sports disc and the sport's name is actually Ultimate because there are zero rules."

":0 really?"

"Yep. So they can kick you or whatever."

"How about we make a rule that says if they score we score too?"

"But the point of the game is that there are no rules. You just score by receiving the disc on your opponent's end of the field. So if you make a rule that says—"

"So the rule is that there are no rules?"

"Yes madame."

"Wow."

"Actually, the general consensus for Sportsfest's been that both team captains will determine a set of rules for refs to take note of," says Nina. "In this case, no we can't kick them but you can slap the frisbee. Also not allowed to travel with the frisbee nor are we allowed to hold it for over 10 seconds."

"Awh, well, that's my Plan A down..."

"What was your plan A, Ann?"

"Oh, you know."

said Kent

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said Kent.

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"Sorry I'm late!" said Kit. "Guys, how much time do we have left?"

"Seven minutes before we start. Let's spend two minutes deciding who'll play, yeah? Last five will be warm ups and practice."

"I'm playing with Kent, Kim, and Ann," says CJ. "Who else? We need eight, right?"

"I'm in," says Rosalind. "Nina? Kit?"

"I'll stay on the bench," says Kit. "Nina?"

"I might as well play," she says. "Two more."

"I'm in," says Jhonathan.

"I'll play, too," says Trav. "Let's do this, Crucifijo!"

"VAMOS CRUSADOS! VAMOS CRUCIFIJO! C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

"C-A! C-A-M! C-A-M-P-A-N-A! CAMPANA! HEY! HEY! CAMPANA! HEY! HEY!"

"FUCK OFF CAMPANA BITCHES! WE GON MAKE YOU LOSE!"

"Alright, guys, let's start warm-ups! Shoulder stretches!"

"I'm gonna handle the pull, by the way. Is that fine?" says Ann. "I'm gonna throw low, since Campana seems to be mostly tall or fat peeps. Seem good?"

"Bruhhh nice"

"Ight"

"Show us, meanwhile everyone should try to catch," says Nina. "Here." She passes a frisbee.

"Thanks," says Ann. She waits for everyone to position themselves, then quickly lunges down. Like really down. Then she does a backhand pull.

"Oh, shit—"

"Yeah, you might wanna throw that a tad higher. They have the option of not catching, and it'd still be theirs."

"Ight, how about this?"

She throws the frisbee vertically and Nina catches it.

A/N #2: Short note for anyone interested in playing frisbee, vertical throws/passes like this are usually really really really short passes and def don't work for pulls lol. But hey, it's Cringefest

"Could work. Let's pray to the wind gods it goes well, too. And remember: No half-time breaks so bench people gotta stay vigilant too!"

"Oh, shit?"

"JUMPING JACKS, NOW!"

"Guys, what do we do if the wind's heavy?"

"Low pass. After this we'll do squats."

"Gotcha."

"We got this, Crucifijo!"

"VAMOS CRUSADOS! VAMOS CRUCIFIJO! C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

The whistle blows. "TEAM CAPTAINS, COME HERE FOR THE TOSS!"

The ref holds the disc. "Tails," says Burgit.

"Fine, then. Heads."

"Oh, are they using the disc as a coin?"

"Why not?"

"Fair enough."

The ref tosses the disc. It falls and go smacc.

"Heads."

"VAMOS CRUSADOS! VAMOS CRUCIFIJO! C! R-U-C! I-F-I! J---O! CRU-CI-FI-JO!"

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