Written by: A monster

Since monsters first roamed the Universe there has always been the sport of killing.

Death: Death is a wonderful sport. To lead your team into the battlefield of utter destruction.

Planet after planet turned into a sterile glazed brick of lifeless nothing.

After billions of billions of trillions of ‘time moments’, the sport of killing may seem to get boring, and for good reason. Do something long enough the thoughts of the team start to stray into other arena’s. Some players even start to think about maybe creating life, or baking bread, or just playing some pranks on a solar systems life force by changing the sun’s color to pink or green.

Thankfully for Team Death, the uniforms are so uncomfortable and unbearable and unwearable, the color black is the only soothing thing about them and the thoughts of those team members wearing them only think of Death.

And death will never be stopped because the teams mascot is always in the shape, form, and ideals of a New Jersey mother-in-law. A perfect motivation for a monster desiring to win at the game.

Daily writing prompt

If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?

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