MEMO: Ground Squad 1 [McKenna/Bradley/Naoji/Maiya

[Conner and The Brat]

A small piece of paper was taped to the doors of several members of Pravus, all members of Ground Squad 1. The paper actually appeared to be only a quarter of a piece, messily folded into quarters and ripped along the folds by something sharp. On each piece of paper, a simple message was written in blue ball point pen, completely ignoring the lines on the page.

To the occupant of the room:
You have been assigned to Ground Squad 1, lead by me, Conner Martinez (ID: H-1063). Other members are McKenna Madison, Bradley Vibravi, 0MA1YA, and Naoji Tanaka.

We have an upcoming assignment within the next week for three members, including myself. The remaining members will offer communication and transportation support from the base. Volunteers please contact me at Room 109.

We will have some kind of team building shit activity set up soon. Please watch your doors because I hate computers and don’t use email.

Signed,
Conner Martinez

A messy pawprint was drawn after the name, a sort of makeshift insignia.

P.S-We need a team name and specialty. The supervisors keep bugging me about this, so get back to me quickly. Just write something down and stick it under my door. I’ll get back to you with the suggestions so we can vote or something.

[03ma1ya]

A small piece of printer paper was neatly folded and shoved under Conner’s door. It was covered in some form of purple ink, although some things were stroked out or rewritten in black ink a much nice, neater handwriting.

To Conner Martinez,

I’m super happy that I’m a part of this squad, like, super duper happy! I can’t wait to formally meet you and the rest of the team.

If the others don’t want to do it, I’ll volunteer. But they get the prioriteee priority over me ‘cause they are older, right? It would be better if they did it, I bet. (But it would be really awesome I got to go. Hehe) I don’t have a computer either (I use the library ones) so this way to contact works out great!

As for specialties, I’m not sure. I’ve seen you in the gym kicking butt lots of times, and I’m a pretty good at the fighting game too, so maybe our specialty could be something about fighting or hitting things?

You guys can pick the name; Pip said that I came up with stupid stuff anyway. :<

From,
03MA1YA ♥


-sparkle sparkle-

[McKenna L. Madison]

A small envelope was taped directly below Room 109's door number. Though a letter was enclosed inside, it was not sealed.

Checking in of course in regards to the memo sent out earlier. Congratulations on the leadership position, though I have yet to even meet the team. I'll be brutally honest- I can't help you much in the field, my pokemon are rather...weak. Personal preferences aside however, I'll do what needs to get done, whatever it may be. If there's equipment and junk that needs fixing, feel free to drop it off in my room. You can have it back once I'm done fixing the problem, but make sure you pick it up yourself. I'm not a delivery service. And I have no clue what to call our team.

-M. Madison

P.S. ..... If you hate your computer, can I have it?



And yet, directly below this letter were quite a few yellow post-it notes stuck at odd angles. The first of which read, "I dont lik you, you uglee jirk. Dont come neer my roooom agin." It was sincerely signed, "Rote".

The second sticky note, stuck almost above the first read, "I meen McKenna, jirk."

The third, slapped onto the door next to the second also added, "I meen M. Madison. Uglee jirk."

[Bug||Bradley.]

A piece of vanilla colored paper with numerous burns lining the outside--all of which administered by Inferno--was placed underneath Conner's door. On the inside, in small, yet neat handwriting was a response to the letter Brad had recieved under his own door.

Congratulations on your position as squad leader!

I'm very pleased that you've decided to have picked me to be part of your squad, and I'm sure you won't regret choosing me. As for specialties, I'm not very certain. Although, my Infernape and Vibrava are hard hitters...the same cannot be said for me(I'll have to start going back to the gym and practice my martial arts some more. Heh.) But maybe that could be our specialty? Hitting, fighting--ground stuff.

Here are name suggestions, though(Inferno wrote up most of them; you've been warned. Do forgive me....)

The ass-kickers: courtesy of Inferno.
Face breakers: again, Inferno.
Team Awesomeness: Yea. Inferno.
Crisis Division: Mine. Sucks. Sorry.
Tactical Destruction Posse: Sucks again.
Situation Force: ...Heh.


Directly underneath Brad's statements was a small post script, yet a post script nonetheless...

P.S: Brad sucks at picking names. Pick mine! Oh and...LET'S DO THIS BITCH!