Unlabelled Rainbow Six Pro League Week 3 Infographic (Operator/Map Stats, Results, and More!)

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Rainbow Six Pro League Week 3 Infographic (Operator/Map Stats, Results, and More!)

Pro League Week 3 Infographic (Operator/Map Stats, Results, and More!)

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 10:23 AM PDT

This is the goofiest shit I've ever experienced in this game

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 02:44 AM PDT

Young Glaz and Kapkan | Art by plastic-bridge (x-post /r/SiegeArt)

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 08:34 AM PDT

So it seems like the April fool is working now

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 10:12 AM PDT

Not even Pro League can comprehend this Ela's next level play

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 07:29 AM PDT

The Italian operators were leaked and this still pops up first when google imaging Italian operators lol

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 03:28 AM PDT

There's one bug I'd love to see in Siege again

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 02:22 AM PDT

Here are all the current melted ones I have made. I still have Kapkan and Thatcher to melt. Gonna try to grt Vigil and Ela today.

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 09:29 AM PDT

A wild Sledge appeared!

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 07:21 AM PDT

The most dysfunctional team I've been on recently...

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 07:42 AM PDT

Tachanka's Rasputin Dance Time! (R6 X Just Dance Collaboration Fan art)

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 04:16 AM PDT

Looks like Jäger isn't the only one who was injured

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 12:26 PM PDT

BUG: Lesion's new ability is AMAZING!!! /s

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 12:46 PM PDT

"Don't get Cocky Kid"

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 04:56 AM PDT

Don't know why i laughed too much at this tbh, poor Bandit.

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 04:38 AM PDT

Bandit's Stash [SFM]

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 07:56 AM PDT

Polygraph. (The Rook Diaries.)

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 07:41 AM PDT

Julien "Rook" Nizan was once again in the canteen of the Rainbow headquarters, sipping on an old-fashioned. It had been a quiet week; after the immediate handling of the threat in New Mexico, the White Masks had been quiet. Rainbow was having a somewhat unprecedented three weeks or so of nothing much happening.

Besides the bi-yearly physical that was to be performed in several days, Rainbow had nothing on its horizon.

Rook raised his hand to order another drink from Charlie the bartender, when Monika "IQ" Weiss walked into the canteen, RED electronic detector strapped to her arm and a somewhat concerned look on her face. Rook propped his chin onto his hand and watched, bemused, as she swept the canteen. He said nothing as she made her way over to his section of the bar, but when she stopped, staring through the RED scanner at his lower body, he raised an eyebrow.

"That's a phone in your pocket, right?" the German operator asked.

Rook couldn't resist. "No, I'm just happy to see you." IQ snorted, and folded the scanner closed, dropping into the seat across from him. All the while she kept looking over her shoulder. Curious, he looked over the room himself but couldn't see a single thing out of the ordinary. "What are you doing, Monika?"

"You know how we're all supposed to be professional adults?" IQ asked.

Rook, coming straight off of a "or are you just happy to see me" joke, just nodded.

"And you know how Dominic, Bandit, doesn't handle being bored very well?"

Rook nodded again. Things were becoming clearer.

"It's been weeks without a mission, and that means he's going to pull one of his tricks. And sooner rather than later, I would think." Charlie at the bar set a glass down, making a clinking sound, and IQ jumped slightly.

"Ah. So now you're a little on edge." Rook reflected on Bandit's MO, as it were. The jovial German loved practical jokes, especially if they involved electricity. he had gotten hold of a fake pen that shocked the person using it, and had nearly laughed himself sick on every person he had tricked with it, until Thatcher snapped it in half.

If Bandit was feeling bored and in a puckish mood, it was no surprise that IQ was walking around with an electronics detector strapped to her forearm.

"I swear, if he does anything to mess with my physical I'm going to kick him up and down the training yard," IQ muttered. "That's why I'm here."

"Hmm?" Rook asked. "Why you're here?"

"Ja," IQ replied. "Bandit pulls other people into his trickery, but not you, eh?"

"Now hold on, I can be sly if I want to be," Rook said, not especially meaning it.

IQ snorted again. "Rook, you're too kind. You couldn't prank a puppy. Look, if you get any wind of him trying to pull a stunt, would you give me a heads-up? I can't train and be worried I'm going to get a bucket of eels dumped on me or whatever that foolish blockhead is going to try."

Rook knew that IQ took the physical evaluation tests very seriously. She routinely had some of the highest scores, and she was proud of the fact. Rook laid a hand on his heart. "On my honor, if I hear Bandit is buying eels in bulk, you'll be the first to know."

IQ grinned. "Thank you, Julien."

"No problem. Here, have a drink, what can Charlie get you? And how is your time on the vertical wall coming, I know you were trying to pare it down."

They shared a drink and later, as she was leaving, Rook held a hand to his chin and thought for a while.

It turned out that IQ's concerns were somewhat unfounded. Bandit swore up and down that he had no plans for any sort of prank, although his word on the subject was about as firm as chewing gum. Indeed, the six month physicals came and went without murmur of any joke from Bandit, but they didn't come and go without incident.

It seemed that the weeks of comparable leisure had taken their toll. Putting it simply, nearly every operator in Rainbow had gained weight. Their physical scores had also fallen somewhat behind their previous scores. Quite a few people were upset, including the operators to whom physical fitness was a byword.

Rook was hearing quite a bit of this. His exquisite tailoring of the Rainbow operator's uniforms was causing a fair bit of distress, as a handful of operators came to him with sheepish complaints of their uniforms being too tight. He discreetly refitted a few shirts where needed, but the apparent lapse of discipline was somewhat troubling.

Thatcher, for instance, was incensed. He had the SAS running extra drills daily, and he glared at any operator whose scores had lapsed that didn't join in. Rook had only put on a few kilo and his test scores had stayed somewhat even so he enjoyed the luxury of not being pinned to a wall by one of Thatcher's drill sergeant glares, but he had joined his unit in a few extra drills, just for the sake of teamwork.

The overall atmosphere of Rainbow had become somewhat hectic. The fitness oriented operators were redoubling their efforts, and the others were trying to avoid those who were drilling nonstop.

One evening Rook was in his usual haunt, when Caveira stumbled in, hair wet and smelling of chlorine. She stumbled over to his booth and threw herself into it, closing her eyes. She mumbled something in Portuguese.

"I'm sorry?" Rook asked, amused.

"I said, do I still have legs? I can't tell." She waved her hand. "With a few more expletives."

Rook made a show of assessing whether or not she did in fact have legs, and nodded. "They seem to still be attached."

"Lovely," Caveira groaned. "That Valkyrie is a demon."

"Yes?"

"Do you know how many laps we did in that-" here she added a word that, if Rook had known its meaning, would have made him blush, "-pool? Me either. And she's still in there."

"I hear the physical scores hit her pretty hard," Rook said.

"Hit her hard? Ha. I was devastated. Did you see my scores? I can't believe I gained that much weight."

"Well, perhaps it was just muscle you were putting on," Rook said, as if to console her. "I tailored your new uniform, and there were only gains around the shoulders."

Caveira nodded slowly, her eyes closed as she relaxed. She was something of a pitiful sight, so Rook said, "Here, have a drink. A chocolate egg cream, right?"

Caveira groaned. "I can't. Those things aren't any good for you. Empty calories. It's so weird," she said, as if to herself. "I thought I was going to do better on my physical than ever before since I trained with Valkyrie and IQ so much, but I was even worse in some places..."

Rook didn't say anything, he just took a sip of his drink.

Caveira's eyes slammed open. She looked at him closely for a second.

"What?" he asked.

"Rook, I interrogate people. That's what I do. I can tell when someone is being shifty."

"That's interesting," he said.

She looked at him very closely, and he just looked back solidly. He wasn't sure what he did, what , but he remembered suddenly why he didn't play poker with her. "My God Rook," she said. Her eyes lit up. "What did you do?"

"Now see, I know the interrogation tactic where you pretend you know something, hoping the person you're interrogating caves," Rook said.

"Did you..." Caveira thought for a moment, then laughed. "Hold on, you somehow made everyone do worse on their physicals? No, wait. Doc conducted the physicals," Caveira said, as if putting a puzzle together. "I heard Mute complaining about his uniform being too tight. You convinced Doc to fudge the physicals, and, my God, you altered everyone's uniforms to make them think they had gained weight?"

Rook just looked at her. "Youse can't break me, copper," he said, as if he was some thug in an interrogation room.

Caveira looked into space for a moment. "Valkyrie and IQ are going to kill you."

"If you have some sort of proof, I'd like to hear it," he said, and he allowed a certain amount of mischief creep into his voice.

"You falsified medical reports!" Caveira asked. Her voice was bemused; it sounded as if she had just eaten something she had thought would be bland but found it was absolutely delicious. "My God, Rook."

"You keep saying that."

"Rook, you little devil!"

"Tsk, less of the little stuff, I'll thank you," Rook said, sipping the last bit of his drink.

Caveira stared at him for several more seconds, seemingly lost for words.

Rook held up a finger, took his phone from his pocket and quickly sent a short text. Within a minute, there was a message sent to all Rainbow operators, with Doc apologizing for a small error made and letting all operators know that there were new results that could be seen.

Rook put his phone back, and ordered another drink. "Now," he said, turning back to her. "I'd like to preface by saying that nothing I say from here on is an admittance of guilt."

"Bandit is going to be so proud of you." Caveira said. "IQ had him running drills all day, and he's miserable. He's going to love it."

Bandit had the wonderful quality of liking a joke, even if the joke was on him. Rook also had the sneaking suspicion that he also would never be able to let it go without trying to up it somehow. He mentally resigned himself to that fact.

Caveira continued. "Why'd you do it? Let me into the mind of the master criminal!"

Rook laughed, then. "IQ just said she couldn't see me pulling a prank like Bandit. So I felt I had to give it a go."

"When are you going to tell everyone?"

"Well..." Rook hesitated.

Caveira stood up with a delighted smile on her face, seemingly forgetting how tired she was moments ago, and practically ran out the door.

Rook sighed.

It took about ten minutes, then operators started to pour in. The first to come in was IQ, and Rook winced. She seemed...agitated. Rook didn't know much German, but the bits he did know made him think that it was possible she was calling his heritage into question. She marched up and, without speaking, slugged him on his shoulder.

"Ow!" he yelped. "Okay, now, see, in my defense, Bandit wasn't planning on pulling any pranks so i didn't whoa whoa whoa don't hit me." IQ had raised her fist again, and he said, "So how did you do on the physical?"

"I got some of my best scores ever, Julien!"

Rook smiled nervously. "Congratulations?"

The door to the canteen slammed open again and Valkyrie steamed in. "Where is that little French ass?!"

Rook leaned away from her. "Okay, if you're going to punch me, please do it anywhere else but the shoulder?"

"You! You, you, you..." Valkyrie seemed as if she was trying very hard to be mad, but then she grinned. "I can't believe you did that! Did you do that? Caveira said you did it but did you actually do it?"

"Those are some very American sentences," Rook said.

"When did you get my uniform to tailor it?" Valkyrie asked.

"I asked Twitch to grab them for me, when you were doing your swimming exercises," Rook answered.

"And she just did?" IQ asked. "She didn't ask why?"

Rook shrugged. "Non."

There was a pause, as IQ and Valkyrie reflected on this, then both shook their head.

During the pause, the door slammed open a third time and in came Thatcher. The older SAS operator didn't seem as perturbed as either IQ or Valkyrie. In fact, he had a huge smile on his face. "Rook! Fookin' hell, lad! You did the old 'get the idiot smaller clothes to make them think they got fatter'! But to all of fookin' Rainbow! You're buying all of us drinks."

Rook grinned. "Alright, alright. Is Caveira telling everyone?"

"Yep," Thatcher said with a smile. "Charlie is about to be a bit busier and you're about to be a few drinks poorer, my lad. How did you get Doc to go along with it?"

Rook realized that the next few hours were going to be filled with questions and devoid of money, and made himself comfortable.

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Frost trap activated without being stepped on

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 02:41 AM PDT

While at my parents this weekend, I found my collection of R6 games over the years

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 12:00 PM PDT

Can this please stop happening? Thanks.

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 03:08 PM PDT

Black Eye buff?

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 08:13 AM PDT

Found this on YT. Laughed so hard at the Lord part

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 07:12 AM PDT

When your one friend that always screws everything up decides to play some R6S with you.

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 12:38 PM PDT

Grenade as temporary claymore

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 05:54 AM PDT

Shoutout to the other team for this beauty

Posted: 30 Mar 2018 07:57 PM PDT

I've finally unlocked all the original operators on the starter edition [309 hrs on Steam, 198 hrs of playtime (both PvP and PvE)

Posted: 31 Mar 2018 06:29 AM PDT

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