#1v4 game

[marinesvsgod]

Marines vs God gameplay new Co-op GAME

[wizardnuke]

i need to stop checking my account on valorant tracker for the sake of my mental health wdym youre putting me in unrateds and swiftplays with people four to five ranks above me and im regularly mid to top fragging and im fucking bronze in comp. thats a fucking plat-dia lobby. thats a plat-dia lobby and im holding my own why the fuck does it place me in iron-bronze

[beast-feast]

The voices...they're telling me to do things......

[deathofdolls]

“Your ping can’t be THAT bad, you’re just making excuses for being bad at the game”

[gamstar]

FREE FIRE TEAM BATTLE ( Free Fire OB47 ) 1 v/s 4 Full Game Walkthrough in 4K

[seumyo]

I saw you wanted some requests!!

Could I request kissing Idia all over his face? I just feel like it’d be so funny to see his reaction

I hope you have a lovely day!!

idia shroud who’s doomed with lots of kisses.

Idia was losing. Badly. And it wasn’t his fault—it could never be his fault—his teammates were just outright incompetent.

“Seriously? Who runs straight into the enemy’s trap without checking the map first?” he grumbled. “Do they even understand the concept of positioning?”

You were just lying on his chest, your body nestled comfortably against his as you watched him play. Your arms were wrapped around his torso, your face just inches from his, and you hummed a quiet tune to entertain yourself.

You were so close. Too close.

And yet... Idia didn’t mind. In fact, he kind of liked it.

He still couldn’t believe you two were like this now—so close, so comfortable. A year ago, he wouldn’t have even dreamed of letting someone into his room, much less on his bed. But now... it was his favorite thing in the world.

Especially when it was you.

Well, you were always the only exception to him whenever it came to almost anything.

Idia tried to focus on his game, his eyes glued to the screen as his character dodged another poorly timed attack from the enemy. “Are they... are they actually feeding the enemy team?! Oh my Sevens, I’m going to spam report them with all of my accounts.” He let out a dramatic sigh, his hair flickering with frustrated flames.

“Amateurs... all of them.”

“You get so worked up over your games,” you tease, your voice warm and affectionate.

He huffed, his eyes narrowing at the screen. “I-It’s because they’re so bad! I mean, seriously, who rushes into a 1v4 without backup?! Do they even know how to play?!”

You just smiled, your fingers gently tracing patterns on his chest. He wore his teal hoodie, the one you got him just because you can. “You’re cute when you get all frustrated.”

“They’re just... so ugh. It’s like they’ve never played a MOBA before.” His fingers moved with practiced precision, his character launching a series of attacks that wiped out two enemies in quick succession. “See? That’s how you do it. If I weren’t here, they’d be doomed.

You didn’t respond, your eyes still focused on him. Idia’s heart raced when he noticed, his fingers faltering on the controller. You were looking at him with that expression again—that sweet, adoring look that made his stomach burst with butterflies and his mind go blank.

He tried to ignore it, tried to focus on his game, but it was impossible. You were too close, too warm, too... loving.

“Why are you staring at me?”

“You look cute when you’re focused.”

He scoffed, his face heating up. “I don’t look cute. I look serious. Intense. Like a soldier.”

“You’re cute,” you insisted, laughing. “Very cute.”

His heart skipped a beat, his fingers faltering on the controller. He narrowly avoided an incoming ultimate skill, his character’s health dropping dangerously low. “H-Hey, don’t distract me!”

“But it’s fun.”

Idia rolled his eyes, sighing. “You’re supposed to be my co-pilot. Aren’t you supposed to be helping me win?”

“I am helping. I’m boosting your morale.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, right. Some morale boost...”

Before he could say more, you leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to his chin.

Idia’s heart stopped.

His body went rigid, his breath catching in his throat. Your lips were warm and soft, lingering for just a moment before you pulled away as if it was the most common thing to do.

His character died on screen, the revival countdown flashing in bold white numbers. Idia barely noticed, his mind reeling from the sensation of your kiss.

“[Name]...?”

“I told you it was a morale boost.” How could you casually shrug this off?!

Idia stared at you. How did you two get here? How did he get to the point where he was lying on his bed with his girlfriend, cuddling up to him, kissing him like it was the most natural thing in the world?

More importantly, how did he get to the point where he was okay with it? Did he actually want you to be this close?

Your lips brushed his cheek, softer this time, a feather-light touch that sent shivers down his spine. Idia’s breath hitched, his fingers clenching around his controller.

“W-What are you doing?” His voice was embarrassingly weak, his heart pounding in his chest. God, how pathetic he sounded.

You, however, didn’t answer, your lips trailing along his cheekbones. Then you kissed his forehead, his nose, and even the little mole on his temple.

Idia’s hands trembled, his controller slipping from his fingers and falling onto the mattress beside him. His arms instinctively wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer, his body moving on its own.

“I like watching you play,” you admitted quietly. “You get so focused. It’s adorable.”

He groaned, his head falling back against his pillow.

“You’re... evil...”

You laughed. “You’re just realizing that now?”

“You’re worse than players who don’t know how to cast their character’s ultimate combo.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” You then leaned in and kissed him again, this time on the corner of his mouth.

His heart was pounding so loudly he was sure you could hear it. You were so, so close now, your face just inches from his.

He swallowed hard. “You’re... really close...”

“Do you want me to move?”

“No.”

“Ok.”

He never thought he’d get to this point—never thought he’d find someone who accepted him, who cared for him, who wanted to be close to him. Someone who could understand him and make him feel as though he deserves to be loved unconditionally.

And yet, here you were, lying in his arms, your warmth seeping into him, your presence filling every corner of his heart.

“I... really like you.”

He likes saying it when he feels as though he needs to say it, which isn’t often, so it holds sentiment and tenderness.

“I like you too, Idia. Really, really like you.”

Idia was doomed. Completely, absolutely, undeniably doomed... and he never wanted to be saved.

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[paused-waterfall]

Early on day 1 of Purgatory, I was so hoping that Phil would remember he was in a team game, and go help his team survive. But he was deep in a hardcore mode fugue state.

When Etoiles 1v4'd Red Team, Phil pulled out rather than staying on him and possibly claiming the victory. And the whole time, I was thinking "omg someone remind Phil that this isn't hardcore; the world doesn't literally end if you die".

...but then Bad and aypierre descended on the camp as Red was scrambling to recover. If Phil wasn't alive and equipped to take them out, Red would've had 3 people freely raiding the gear of most of the team, and quite possibly keeping them in a death loop if not directly spawncamping the whole team.

And now Bad is deadset on lavatrapping Red's spawn and preventing the team from playing. The main thing that will stand in their way? Phil. Doing everything he can not to die.

Play hardcore, Phil. Please, do the thing!

[dreamsofbroflovski]

fuck it. i've been playing dead by daylight again a whole bunch and i'm lacking creativity to write more of the next one-shot, so here are some personal thoughts about what killers the boys would play because why the fuck not

the venn diagram of people who are in the south park fandom and people who play dead by daylight are probably two fully separate circles but oh well here we are

MAIN 4 + CRAIG AND THOSE GUYS HEADCANONS - DEAD BY DAYLIGHT KILLERS

Stan: The one guy who was still playing Vecna months after his release. Also likes Houndmaster - doesn't play her much because the dog is buggy and her lore is all over the place.

Kyle: Nurse main and an annoying one at that. Keeps on saying ‘she’s not that strong, you guys, you just gotta learn to counter’, but secretly feels very smug about the fact that he’s good with one of the two Killers that’s constantly S-Tier. Will sometimes pick Twins (kick the baby!)

Cartman: Thinks playing Knight makes him look like a badass - it does not. Also used to fuck with facecamping Bubba because of fucking course before the anti-camp changes, still plays him but not as much.

Kenny: Wraith because he’s the only free Killer that turns invisible and Huntress because strong forest mommy. His perk loadout is shit because he only has free Killers and keeps pumping all of his bloodpoints onto his Jane Romero.

Butters: Originally didn’t want to ever play Killer because it made him uncomfortable. Eventually he got into his groove and now has to be forced out of the role by the others because the power gets to his head. I think he’s personally fond of Xenomorph, but really good with Doctor.

Craig: Thinks Scratched Mirror Myers is the most hilarious thing to have ever graced the gaming world. Favors playing Killer - hates having to depend on other Survivors.

Tweek: Legitimately terrified of playing Killer - the 1v4 aspect and the prospect of bullying make him too anxious same here buddy. If he’s forced to be Killer, he’s playing something that doesn’t require much setup, like Clown or Trickster or maybe also Wraith. (I thought about giving him Doctor, but everyone screaming and gens popping all the time would freak him out)

Clyde: Likes Plague an unnatural amount. Kyle refuses to be in the match if he’s Killer.

Tolkien: Unironic Skull Merchant main. Gets a lot of shit from the other guys for playing the ‘hot rich lady’ - when in reality he legitimately likes the aspect of setting up drones and controlling them, putting pressure on the map from afar. Sometimes picks Hag, but gets teased either way due to playing her in [current year].

Jimmy: Blight and Wesker because of the speed aspects. Keeps on hitting walls and passing right by people without actually hitting them.

[boujeebunny8]

Maya would kick all of their ASSES in a 1v4 at that ball game. PERIOD. 😩🤌🏻💖

[gumy-shark]

men will see jimmy and go “is anyone gonna be attracted to that” and not wait for an answer

jimmy “i’m not gay guys” solidarity sees a man in a slutty little outfit and quickly becomes a homosexual and scores the W of the century by being happily married to him for years, and then he’s hanging out with the other traffic people and meets a morally ambiguous inventor and quickly become polyamorous and scores the second W of the century by pulling him as well with his wet cat vibes, lack of swag, pathetic nature, and hot husband

how does he keep doing this it’s incredible

[beast-feast]

loving ur art. anyways I believe in you!!!! Go suck on that thangs* face!!!!

*the unknown from the all things wicked chapter from hit 1v4 horror game dead by daylight

INCREDIBLE ANON TO WAKE UP TO. GOOD MORNING TO YOU TOO BROTHER GODSPEED

[that-one-i-think]

Time for more lore for my fanfic For My Sunlight, this time THE GLADIATOR PITS! This will start with what it inspired it and then go into why it was created and then make a long reblog about Liochant's history. LONG POST SO EXPANDED (feel free to use the idea for yourself and comment!)

So before there were the gladiator pits, there was something a festival called "The Lioness Tournament". It would happen every solstice as a celebration of Menphia. It featured various celebrations with the major feat being the tournament. Fighters from everywhere in Tu'la would come to compete and try to win an attempt at bonding with Menphia's relic. Very few ever did, which is why there is a second prize of a nether gold weapon. (Despite never winning a tournament, Liochant does have a nether gold khopesh he received from a his mother figure who was a tournament winner)

Now, 16 years ago, the King of Northern Tu'la invaded the desert and completely took over the continent. With the tournament taking place in Solspear, the capital of the desert country, the Tiger King of Tu'la had an idea to get the people on his side. He turned the tournament into an all year event, with the tournament hall turned into a large battle pit as "a way for the people to get closer to Menphia".

He originally sent rebels and soldiers who fought against the invasion to the pit. They fought for the entertainment of the rich and Royals of northern Tu'la, including those of the desert who betrayed their people in favor of the riches of the north.

As the years passed, it became an even larger spectacle with the stakes getting larger and larger and the arena even growing. Two years after the establishment of the pit, Tu'la ran out of rebels and soldiers, so they got creative and started using prisoners instead. Presented with he option of the pit or death, many decided to take their chances. You could win your freedom, as long as your weren't entertaining that is.

Fights featured gladiators fighting against other gladiators, monsters, and sometimes even fights that are rigged. 1v2, 1v4, and even some that are 1v20. Be wary if you are found to be a werewolf or a shadow knight in this area, for you may just be thrown into the pit for "crimes" against Tu'la.

The games operated akin to the hunger games, with many of the upper class sponsoring the gladiators and trading them akin to how one would trade pokemon. These gladiators would become rather famous, shown off like show dogs by their current owners, but the life wasn't easy for the gladiators. It truly was only dressed up torture.

While some of the battles ended in death, a good majority ended in defeat or revival. Those who lost would be severely punished, and even the gladiators who won wouldn't be free from punishment and torture. For if the fight wasn't entertaining or getting the money worths, it could be worse than losing.

If a gladiator stops being entertaining, they will either be put to death or put to other purposes. Being put to death is the better option if people think the nobles are cruel to gladiators they are much crueler to the people they own. The rich want what they can't get, and once they get their hands on them, officially, they savor. Gladiator eye candy is candy, after all.

[mamasplat]

And now in celebration for reaching the start of post game

Ranking the difficulty of the Elite Four during my True Calem Run on a scale from 1/10!

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1 being weakest, 10 being strongest.

A true [insert character] run being my save file challenge prompt thingy where I have to 100% the story of a game with the main goal of creating a team based around being on/having good synergy with a preexisting canon characters team. In this case; rival calem from the XY titles.

Game: pokémon X

Team: Absol (canon), Meowstick♂(canon), Aegislash (my pick), Honchkrow (my pick), Vaporeon (canon depending on starter pick), and Greninja (canon depending on starter pick)

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Malva

She was the first one I took on, I thought she’d be a good warm up seeing my double water typing.

The only member of her team to give me trouble was her chandelure.

4/10

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Siebold

….

He brutalized me. I had a wide moveset to take on water and he still brutalized me. He was the second member I took on and his Clawitzer knocked half of my team with aura sphere. Ultimately it ended up a 1v4 with my Vaporeon against the rest of his team.

She managed, and thank god she did I would’ve been so ashamed if I got knocked out that early on-

9/10 (fucking clawitzer-)

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Drasna

Drasnaaaa! She’s my favorite out of the elite four.

I was able to take out her Dragalge while leading with my Meowstic since it’s a primary poison type, switching into my Vaporeon she won us another round with my teams only ice type move.

The only member of her team who gave me a hard time was her noivern who out sped nearly everyone on my team.

5/10

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Wikstrom

Arguably the fairest fight of all of them, I lack any steel coverage in my typing or movesets so it was only a matter of stats statuses and stalling.

Nothing about the battle stood out to me other than the switch outs I had to do to get around some of his strategies.

6/10

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Ending thoughts:

Diantha is a cruel and heartless woman with elegance and grace, she ripped my heart out, put a bow on it, made me tea, and watched me bleed out.

God she’s amazing.

10/10

[heirhonkful]

I was thinking about the game Evolve the other day. Made me wonder, would an asymmetrical 1v4 Monster Hunter (the game franchise not just the cague concept of monster hunting) game be anything? I feel like that could be fun.

[mayonaisalspray]

what are your thoughts on asymmetrical 1v4 horror game Dead by Daylight

you see im sure i would have loved to play dead by daylight. i even bought it. however. for some reason. the first time i booted the game i got vac banned. the kind of ban that shows up on your steam account. even though i was doing literally nothing bu trying to play. i even contacted support and they told me to go fuck myself (using professional language ofc not literally). SOMEHOW the ban got removed but. As you can probably imagine I haven't wanted to touch the game again after that

[parasolids]

playing ring fit for the first time in a while since i’ve been skateboarding more, and i lost a boss battle and made it partway thru another level when i start getting really shaky and weak and im like “ok i just won’t heal ill keep going til these enemies kill me” but i think since it was random field enemies the game adjusted their attacks so i wouldn’t take as much damage so despite being 1v4 THEY DONT KILL ME i keep taking 1/4 heart to no damage at all each attack and i have no choice to seriously wobble my way through four more enemies to finish the level. i never want to do a squat again