Hey yeah so this post literally kept me alive for like 6 months. Thank you. And OP is so right. Everyone on this island became my best friends. And guess what? Now they can't wait to meet *you* and they talk about you every single day.
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Ok so I tried making it a private upload first but I donât think it worked so Iâm just gonna make it public but @blu-random you wanted to know how fast I am, hereâs that video I mentioned before of me running in armor during a mascot race to give you an idea
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Since Iâve gotten so many more memories for my Sniper timeline, Iâm gonna jot down everything that I know so far about it, me, and the few other mercs that I have specific memories of (which is just. three Scouts and a Medic). Some questions I had were answered, and I have a better understanding of my timeline now, but it only raised more questions too.
Warning ahead for a lot of words đ and pain
(And this is still an open canoncall for anyone who might remember these things! Please reach out! Share your memories!)
There was RED Team and BLU Team, as usual, as I believe there is in every timeline, but there was also a third team, whose default uniforms consisted of neutral tones and shades of grey instead of bright iconic colors. This was my âoriginalâ team.
Currently unknown:
Third teamâs official title, if there was one (for the sake of this post, Iâll refer to them as âGray Teamâ)
If âGray Teamâ had any association with Gray Mann
Where the team was stationed/held until needed
The way âGray Teamâ worked wasnât like RED or BLU. We didnât fight on the battlefield like a collective team like the other two did. Instead we were a standby/reserve team of (Iâm assuming all) clones, and our mercenaries were assigned individually to RED and/or BLU when needed, either as temporary stand-ins if teams were short any members (for one reason or another) or as additional reinforcements if teams needed extra mannpower, switching our uniforms for our new teamsâ colors. Because of this, âGrayâ mercs could be fighting alongside each other in one match, and then against each other in a later match. Outside of matches, we were supposed to remain neutral and only keep team alliances for the duration of our assigned time with those teams to prevent unfair imbalances.
âŠSo I mightâveâŠnot kept my neutrality. đđ
Currently unknown:
If we were assigned to teams by the Administrator (or whoever was in charge) directly, specifically requested by the teams, or something else entirely
If the teams were informed of âreplacementsâ by âGrayâ mercs (provided the teams didnât request us for stand-ins), or if they even knew of âGray Teamââs existence in the first place* (<- important asterisk for later)
I was a chill Sniper clone on âGray Teamâ who valued teamwork and camaraderie more than being a lone wolf, and was probably the most ânormal/humanâ on the team. I still took time to myself sometimes, but I actually got lonely easily and thus disliked to be alone, so if I was off by myself it was either because I actually wanted to, or NEEDED to. But even so, I was still, admittedly, a little socially awkward. Couldnât help it.
Outside of my standard âGrayâ uniform, I donât think there was anything too special/out of the ordinary about what I wore on RED and BLU and dressed pretty canonically. I lived through the scene in Meet the Spy when the RED Spy ambushed and stabbed the BLU Sniper (which was me, assigned to BLU at that time). I did have the scar across my left cheek from his knife, but I also acquired another scar at I believe a later time, closer to my jawline. Pretty sure it was caused by a Spy as well, but uncertain which one. Hereâs a doodle to show what I mean.
(First time actually drawing any TF2 character ever so plz forgive me, ik itâs not good, I need to practice more, can't even get the hat right imo)
Additionally, the whole time I was dead during that timeframe I was following behind BLU Spy in âghost formâ, worried for my teammatesâ safety and a little pissed that I died. Mick âCarry-My-Bloody-Arse-Back-To-Respawn-Or-The-Damn-Medic-Already,-Spookâ Mundee*.
Iâll explain the ghost thing a little more when I talk about respawning.
Currently unknown:
What my eye color was
The actual spelling of my last name (*Mundee feels the most ârightâ to me, but Iâm still not entirely sure what it actually was)
If I did respawn after the events of Meet the Spy or if Medic had to bring me back
As for my timelineâs Scouts, there was definitely some slight Speeding Bullet going on, but my dynamic with each Scout was a bit different. Overall, though, I felt a slight polyamorous attraction to both the RED and BLU Scouts, but not for the Gray Scout. âŠAnd I had a tendency of being a bit oblivious at times.
The RED Scout was definitely into me. I think. He was bold and would sometimes flirt with me, sometimes even during a match. I usually got a little flustered at his advances (when I picked up on them), and I did like him back, but knew how risky it was with me being âGray Teamâ and not being allowed to form any real connections with anyone. As far as I recall, he dressed like canon.
As for the BLU Scout, I donât know if he liked me in that way or not, but I do know that I kinda liked him. We got along great as teammates and good friends, and I greatly respected that and didnât want to ruin that. I get contradicting memories for how he dressed, though. Most of my memories are of him dressing like canon (in battle typically), but in other memories heâs wearing slightly different clothing, so thereâs a possibility either he would switch out his uniform, or all my memories of the canonically-dressed BLU Scout are actually of my Gray Scout while he was assigned to BLU Team.
And as for Gray Scout? I donât think he liked me, but I know I didnât feel that same attraction towards him either. We were teammates at most. Earlier memories of him I recall him smiling and laughing and being more like the RED Scout, just less reckless/rambunctious. But that changed. Most of my memories of Gray Scout he was actually quiet, cold, sarcastic (when he talked), and grumpy. It became rare if he spoke to me, and sometimes heâd give me the cold shoulder/silent treatment after rough matches and Iâd be left feeling confused. We were often assigned to BLU Team together, but there have been plenty of times we were on opposite teams too.
I used âRooâ as a friendly affectionate term/nickname for the RED and BLU Scouts (I donât think I called them that very often though), but I donât think Iâve ever called my Gray Scout that.
Currently unknown:
If I ever told either of the Scouts how I felt
If either of them ever knew it was me specifically, and not their respective teamsâ Snipers (refer back to the important asterisk above)
If Gray Scout did actually like me and was jealous and I was oblivious, or if there was another reason for his shift in attitude towards me
The only other âGrayâ merc I currently have memories of is, unfortunately, the Medic. Iâd say he was a mix of RED Medicâs craziness and BLU Medicâs calmness, but I donât mean âcalm with a little crazyâ. No. I mean this guy was absolutely terrifying combined with an eerie calmness that only made him a thousand times scarier. He enjoyed getting his gloved hands dirty way too much, and he was horrifyingly good at what he did. He could make things look like an accident or caused by something else entirely. I only trusted him enough as a healer when absolutely necessary, but I HATED going to him for anything because he gave me the god damn creeps so much. I especially remember in particular something he told me after (if I remember correctly) a medical examination. I might not be remembering his words 100%, and yes I know it sounds painfully like a meme, but basically he told me something like âYou have a very strong heart, Herr Sniper.. Be a shame if something were to happen to it,â with that unnerving smile of his.
I spent maybe the next hour or two after that hiding in I think a dark supply closet, shivering in a corner hugging my knees in paranoia and avoiding everyone (primarily Medic).
Maybe he was just really fascinated with my anatomy and couldnât help his usual creepy tone of voice. Maybe he knew something. Or maybe Iâm just being paranoid now and overthinking his twisted little sense of humor.
And like I mentioned earlier, I didnât keep my neutrality. I started to favor BLU Team, and found myself doing so too easily. They were justâŠmore ânormalâ than the RED or âGrayâ Teams imo, and I just feltâŠright with them, I suppose. Felt kinda like âhomeââor close enough to it, anyway. I would stay longer than required, and I believe I ended up staying on with BLU. Being with BLU made me feel more like a normal human being.
As a clone, I donât have the memories of any ârealâ Sniper, but I could still feel nostalgic about things Iâve never experienced or places Iâve never been to (and I still do in this life, like when I saw a red house irl that looked like the RED Sniperâs adoptive parentsâ house and felt bittersweet nostalgia despite never actually living that part of RED Sniperâs life, so itâs not like I was missing living there because as Gray Sniper I never knew what âhomeâ was).
Currently unknown:
If the feelings I felt (nostalgia, attraction, attachment, etc.) were actually a cloning defect and I wasnât supposed to feel those things
If anyone else on âGray Teamâ felt these things too
If I did actually replace the original BLU Sniper at some point and remained as the new BLU Sniper
I also happen to remember what respawning was like. Iâve died in battle before, like Iâm sure we all had at some point. After dying in a match, I remember being in what was basically âspectatorâ or âghost modeâ, hovering near my body as a ghost. We werenât bound to our death spots, though, and we could move around the battlefield to spectate until we got respawned. But the time it took to end up back at Respawn wasnât consistent. Sometimes itâd be damn near instantaneous, sometimes it was longer, and more often than not the wait felt longer than it actually was. One time, Gray Scout didnât respawn for a full few minutes. Donât know if this was from the same moment or not, but another memory I have is when Gray Scout and I were both assigned to BLU and we both died at about the same time next to each other on the battlefield, and in ghost form he gave me a dirty look of disappointment as he crossed his arms like it was my fault we died, then he moved away without a word while we both waited to respawn.
Currently unknown:
What that was all about :(
I also know that major injuries were obviously healed upon respawn, or things that Medic's medigun could heal, but there were also technicalities in which certain injuries wouldn't fully heal and instead scar over, like the scars on my face for example.
Currently unknown:
If scarring from certain injuries was from respawns, medigun healings, or both
My luck ran out one day, though, and I didnât respawn after a death. I was with BLU, the match was almost over, but sometime during the match I was blasted good in the chest, and I staggered a little before collapsing onto the ground. I didnât die instantly, and I struggled to breathe and couldnât move. It was painful. Right before I blacked out for good, I felt someone or something grab my legs and start to drag me away. I didnât see who it was.
The memories end there.
Currently unknown:
Who actually killed me
Who started to drag me and where they were taking me
If my former âGrayâ teammates had anything to do with my death (wouldnât be surprised if they planned it as I was technically being âtraitorousâ for favoring one of the other teams, but Iâm not certain)
Why I didnât respawn or go âghost modeâ like in previous match-related deaths, or why I wasnât brought back to life by any of the Medics
And since I know @blu-random was wondering if we shared a timeline (and Iâve been trying to figure that out too), hereâs what I can recall (as of right now) in terms of Lil Pootis-specific things:
I donât (currently?) remember Pootis, Blootis, or Medimedes
I also donât recall where the BLU Base actually was, but I do recall a lot of memories of being in the warmer dryer parts of New Mexico, like 2fort, closer to or on RED turf, and then vaguer fuzzier mems of inside the team bases, but not anything specifically of outside the BLU Base, so it couldâve been somewhere colder, but not sure
I mightâve had a scarf, but not certain
Everything else is a possibility and Iâm not ruling anything out until otherwise proven false
Got back later than planned because I got a little sick up north and then on the way back I got stuck in a bad storm and traffic sucked.
BUT I'M BACK NOW
Hereâs the mission report of my trip for anyone interested:
âą My fox tail broke. On the trip up. So I was unable to wear it out and about like I wanted to, but it ainât the end of the world. Now that Iâm back Iâll work on fixing it (and probably my coyote tail while Iâm at it).
âą Merasmus cursed me and projected his period cramps onto me (not the first time. still sucked though. hate it).
âą Took a few meditative naps in the back seat with my spy crab and got another wave of horribly-clear Sniper memories, mainly of the Gray Team Medic (BAD), but also a likely possibility now as to why I died (still donât know why I didnât respawn though). I'll write everything down in another post cuz thatâll be way more detailed than my kin Carrd when I get around to updating it.
âą Stopped back at the Hudson River to say hello and shake my fist at it again (iykyk).
âą Aaand of course, Patty was in his element the whole trip. Good book to read, no stress plagues his crustacean mind, and keeping Scoutâs hat (figuratively) warm for him. You can have it back now @blu-random don't worry lol.
As stressful as this trip was, it was actually a bit of a spiritual journey for me as well. Might go into that into another post, might not, probably not, but just also gonna add that I carried my moonstone heart and Patience soulstone in my vest the whole ride up and back, so ig you could say I carried the heart and soul of BLU with me (get it cuz they're both blue and special).
And also for the record, best damn chips I've ever tasted (that I somehow never found before until this trip), and my absolute favorite soda ever right here. Sent the soda pic in a discord server and someone called it the Speeding Bullet beverage and. honestly yeah now that they mention it it literally does taste like Speeding Bullet as a soda imo.
And hereâs some extra photos:
Apparently, even across time and space, they still never patch all the glitches. smh.
I go all the way to bloody Scotland and Demo wasn't even there đ
Haunted house looks so much better now that it's all cleaned up and taken care of.
So many industrial, dilapidated, military, agricultural, railroad, etc. locations in NY and PA reminded me so much of TF2 locations tbh, especially 2fort.. Only photo I was really able to grab though, unfortunately. Difficult to photograph when you drive by fast.
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NO! Wait, TF is that?! *Context? There's a random figure on a hill about 5 miles away. Seriously, who td is that- (this is just a funny bit, idk what I'm doing tbh)
*I stumbled slightly at getting suddenly yanked to my feet again, almost losing my hat, but I recovered quick enough to run along with you the best I could (still tricky to keep up as youâre the fastest merc on the team, but I managed) and I reached out to grab my rifle that I had left leaning against a crate as we ran past. I spared another glance over my shoulder at theâoh shit it was closing in fast-*
WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT THINGâ?!
(OOC: Plz forgive me, Iâm actually not the most familiar with most of the horrorsâąïž so correct me if Iâm wrong, is this like a Serverblight/Anomaly scenario?)
*I keep running... And for once, you can see genuine raw panic on my face, like I know that something bad is gonna happen. I yell*
SNIPES, I DON'T HAVE MUCH TIME TO EXPLAIN, JUST GET BACK TO BASE!!
*I shoce you infront of me, making you run faster to your base, knowing it's better to save you then myself. Nobody would believe me anyways if I tried to tell them.*
(yeah, this is Serverblight lmao, haven't watched the full thing so might be a bit off but I'm trying đ«Șđ„Č)
*Once I reach the door of the base, I pause and spin around to aim my rifle and fire a few covering shots at the unnatural entity to try to slow it down (because like hell would I leave a teammate behind). And to my absolute horrorâit didnât do anything. Without a second thought, I quickly grab your arm when you got close enough and pull you in through the door just before its abnormally long hands could touch you, then I SLAM the door shut, leaning all my weight against the door as I latched it. Whatever that thing was screeched from the other side, a BAM from it slamming against the door, then itâŠquieted down after a moment. We could breathe now, maybe, but my gut was telling me that it couldnât have given up that easilyâŠand that it was definitely still out that door.*
(No worries, Iâm currently watching some of the videos to learn more about it. And hey, RP is supposed to be fun so donât stress too much about accuracy, Iâm just happy to be here :3)
*i look at you once we both catch our breath, wondering why you saved me when you could've... I stand up fully*
"DUDE! YOU COULD'VE DIED! WHY DID YOU-?!"
*I pause for a moment...*
"...what do we do now? I doubt the team will believe me if I tried to warn them, and I don't wanna leave ya here to block the door..."
*I tense up, and look at a nearby security camera*
"... Or maybe they already know.*
(sorry I didn't respond sooner! I was busy asf! But now begs the question... Do you wanna pull more fictionkins into this roleplay so we have the full teams? Or just improvise and try to think of what the others would do or say? Because I only know you and a Blu Medic fictionkin, so we're kinda limited on options tbh)
*I follow your gaze up to the camera positioned near the ceiling, the small steady red light on the fixture confirming its functionality, the dark lens feeling like another pair of eyes staring down at us. If anyone was watching, they wouldâve seen our panicked entry. Had anyone heard the ruckus outside..? ⊠I look back at you again.*
ââŠStart talkinâ.â
*I push myself away from the door (putting an awful lot of faith in its integrity and the small hope that the creature mightâve actually left (for now?)) and take a step closer to you.*
âYou sound like ya know what that bloody thing is, mate,â *I sharply point a finger back at the door for emphasis,* âso care to fill me in what weâre dealinâ with here?â
*My voice was tense. Desperate. Even if no one else would believe youâŠI was all ears.*
(No worries! Life gets busy, I know that too well đ€ But I was actually wondering that too, cuz Iâm totally chill with more people if they want to join, but Iâd also be fine with having to RP multiple characters if need be. I found others through the TF2 Kin tag and said Hi to a lot of them, but Iâd feel awkward randomly pulling them into the RP so Iâll leave that up to you to decide)
"...i saw that THING take the whole RED Team... Picked them off one by one."
*I look you in the eyes, speaking before i can think*
"doc didn't believe me. So, I decided not to tell anyone else. Why do you think we haven't had any missions in the last month, huh? THEY'RE ALL DEAD, SNIPER!"
*my pupils go pinpoint, i look like I'm barely holding it together*
"THEIR RESPAWN WAS CUT OFF! THEY'RE NEVER COMING BACK!!"
*tears start falling down my face, my fist shaking as panic and rage builds up*
(holy hell! I got scared for a sec when ya said 'start talkin', that was- OOOO- sent chills down my spine, I heard Doom music start playing in my head, like damn! You're seriously good at this)
*Seeing you panic like that, I lift a hand towards your shoulder, but I stop short, just letting my hand hover there for a moment like I didnât know what to do (which wasnât too far from the truth). I wasnât the best at comforting others, and I wasnât even sure if physical contact would be a good idea right now. âTheyâre all deadâ. ThatâŠwould explain it, wouldnât it? I had thought it was strange that weâd gone so long without any missions, wondering if it was a ceasefire that was just never announced for some reason, or if maybe weâd actually gotten lucky enough for a long break. But now? Now everything clicked into place with terrifying clarity. That monster outsideâon our turfâthat bore even the slightest resemblance to a RED mercenary (or rather a few amalgamated into one entity)⊠You could see it in my eyes: I believed you. Not just taking your word for it. I actually did believe you.*
ââŠI-â
*-but before I could get any words out, there was a noise from somewhere else in the base, muffled through the many walls, though not silenced completely. I immediately snap my attention to the direction of the sound, and my eyes widen in realization. That damn thing was trying to find another way in.*
(Eeeee tysm! Iâm actually having a lot of fun with this XD and I think youâre doing good too!)
*i hear the noise too... And my whole body locks up, my panic only rising... I mumble over and over*
"we're gonna die, Snipes... T-this is..."
*I trail off... This is bad. Way more then anything we can handle. And my current condition shows that, as I NEVER usually let anyone see my emotions unless I'm pissed off or good friends with ya. So, my panic like this, the raw panic and emotions on my face and the way my body shakes at the moment... I genuinely think we're going to die. I murmur*
"we can't handle this... This thing is beyond anything we've fought, i-..."
*tears fall down my face*
"I'm sorry, Sniper, i- I know you're not good with emotional shit, I'm sorry you have to see me like this... I don't know what to do."
*I go to run off, to run to my room. Like a damn Coward.*
(holy angst- this is going INSANELY well. Also thank u! I never thought roleplaying with someone would be this fun! Never rlly roleplayed in my life. Let's see how long this goes for :D)
*..But you were already gone. And I stood there, frozen in place like a statue, eyes wide and hand left outstretched like an idiot. âŠA beat passesâŠthen another⊠The noise echoeing again through the walls finally brings me back to reality. ⊠âŠNo. Iâll let you run. Iâll let you hide. Maybe if you hid youâd be safe. Youâd be fine (hopefully). But I wasnât going to hide. I ran through the halls, rifle clutched tightly in hand, trying to locate the location of the sound, only one thing on my mind now: defend the baseâmy teammatesâat all costs. Maybe it was only prolonging the inevitable, or maybe with backup from the others we could hold it off and drive it away. But either way, regardless if I had the help of the rest of the team or notâŠI wasnât going down without a fighting chance.*
(..weâre all totally gonna die arenât we đ)
*i run into my room and slam the door, locking it as I slide down to the floor, hyperventilating and hugging myself... I'm a coward, that's all I am! I know that better then anyone, I NEVER DESERVED TO BE ON THE TEAM..! But I sit here... Sobbing just because I'm scared... Just because I'm nothing more then a coward. I should be out there, helping you fight the thing off... But instead I stay in my room... I cut off all the lights but keep the curtains open. I look at my mirror I have in my room, mumbling with venom in my voice despite how... Broken I sound.*
"...pathetic. you gonna cry? When it's midday?... You'll never be the man your dad's said you'd be. You're nothing more then a coward..."
*my breathing quickens... I mumble* shut up... Shut up shut UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!
*i end up punching the mirror, glass shattering everywhere... My hand bleeds and I can hear quick footsteps approaching my window from outside... I know that thing is out there, coming twords me... If this is how I go, so be it. I whisper*
"... I'm sorry, Mick."
*I stand infront of my window. Watching. Waiting."
(almost cried for a moment- pulled the mean words to myself from memory, that hurts-)
*I round a corner and collide hard with another bodyâSoldier.*
Me: âAgh- Sorry mate- In a hurry- Tryinâ to find-â
*I go to run again on my way, but of course my path was blocked by Heavy, his arms folded across his chest.*
Heavy: âWhere Sniper running to in such hurry?â *the large Russian asked. His voice was calm, but he looked a little troubled. For good reason. Here goes nothing, I suppose.*
Me: âThereâs a bloody distorted creature outside thatâs tryinâ to get in,â *I explain quickly,* âIt killed the RED Team and now it wants to kill US!â
*Both of their expressions turn serious. Maybe they did believe meâŠHuh..*
Heavy: âExplains noise, then.â
Soldier: âAnd why we havenât had any targets lately!â
Heavy: âEngineer is outside, looking for sound-â
*I interrupt quickly in disbelief.*
Me: âOUTSIDE-?? Why the HELL wouldââ
*You know what? No. Screw it. I was going back to get Scout. Priorities. Strength in numbers. I spin around and bolt back down the halls from where I came from, and heavy footfalls echoed behind me. Soldier and Heavy were following, not questioning where I was running to this time.*
(I should probably ask as well, but if/when the blight starts picking us off, how descriptive are we gonna get? TvT ..Also if I need to rewind and redo this one plz lemme know- cuz I know its kinda rushed and Iâm not the happiest with it)
*I stay in my room, staring at the window, ready for... Whatever is about to happen. But I hear your footsteps... Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck! I can't let you see whatever that thing is gonna do to me, so I try to think of what to do and fast. But... I see Engineer outside. One of my dads.*
(I forgot to say this earlier but both BLU Spy and Blu Engineer are my dads, I should've made this clear- :P)
*i open the window and look out to him, calling out*
"DAD!! GET INSIDE, ARE YOU INSANE?! I'LL EXPLAIN ONCE YOU'RE IN, BUT THERE'S-"
*i see him turn to me, and he calls back*
Engineer: "SON! WHAT ARE YOU TALKIN' ABOUT? I-"
*...a pause. It feels like time slows down as I... I see that thing rush twords him... I don't care as the door burst open, I yell out to Engineer*
"DAD!!!!"
...
(that's the best I can do tbh. And you can be as descriptive as you want, i don't mind! Also I hope you have had water and food today, and that you get to take a good nap soon :) can't have a teammate not take care of themselves! You deserve care too, Snipes.)
*We just reached your room by the time we heard the yelling, and I swiftly tried the door. Locked. Damn it-!*
Me: âScout-!â
Heavy: âNO TIME!â
Me: âWaitWaitWAIT-!â
*I jump back just in time as Heavy charged at the door and broke it free from its hinges, and the three of us rushing into the room to make sure you were alright. Soldier and Heavy quickly joined you at the window, but IâI hesitated the moment my gaze fell upon the mess of shards on the floor, my gaze following the pieces up to the broken mirror, and I shiver involuntarily when I saw my distorted reflection.. Soldierâs loud voice snaps me back to reality, and I run over to the window as well.*
Soldier: âWHAT IN THE NAME OF THE CONSTITUTION?!â
*The thingâs head snaps up towards the window, and I peered around Soldier to get a look. It was far more terrifying when you actually got a good look at itâOh god, there was already nothing left of Engineer- The monster had made quick workâOH GOD it was moving towards us- We immediately recoil from the window, my hand instinctively darting out to pull you away as well; Didnât matter if you resisted any, I pry you from the window if I have to. It was too dangerous to stay. We had to move. NOW. With a shout, Soldier tossed a grenade at the creature as it clambered up through the window, the explosive landing within proximity as the four of us fled the room. The explosion (and the unholy screech that followed) rang out behind us. Even if it didnât actually hurt it, hopefully it would still slow it down.*
Soldier: âHOW DO WE STOP THAT THING?!â
Me: âWE CANâT. And as much as I hate the idea mates, we gotta split now, cover more ground; It canât follow all of us at once! Grab everyone ya can, and bloody run for it!â *Then I remembered from earlier... and I wasnât going to take any chances. I needed to know.* â..Iâll go make sure Respawn wasnât compromised.â
*With simultaneous acknowledgements from Soldier and Heavy, the two of them branch off another direction to go find the rest of our teammates, but I pause for a moment to turn and raise a quick eyebrow at you in silent question:*
âWho you goinâ with?â
*I wasnât going to force you to pick either them or me, and my grip on your arm did loosen in case you wanted to follow Heavy or Soldier, but the corrupted creature was no doubt only moments behind us so a decision needed to be made quick. It officially breached the base, and we were already one man down⊠If we really couldnât stop it, weâd have to evacuate fast. ..Hereâs hoping we donât lose anyone else..*
(Sorry this one took a while TvT I made it longer to make up for my disappearance but I hope I didnât overdo it with too much.)