I'm a Soldier fictive, from tf2. I'm a lot like my source, but I'm not at all like the fandom interpretation of me.
I get quiet sometimes. I can be clever. I know enough to know better, I'm just impulsive. I do have trouble with numbers, and counting, and math, and spelling. But I also know how to calculate how fast a missile comes out of my rocket launcher on pattern recognition alone and how that's gonna affect the poor bastard I'm aiming at.
I'm not stupid. I'm not a joke.
But when people take me seriously, you get things like Emesis Blue, a movie where I am just a husk of who I am. A clone, running down into the fucking Inferno and being shattered into a million pieces You get fics of me spiraling into paranoid madness. You get all this horrible shit that didn't happen to me, and I'm already paranoid as it is, so it sends me into unreality episodes and I don't know what's fucking real.
I dunno. It bothers me.
-Jane J. Doe from 🪽
God you're actually so real for this I don't know this source but the trenches of fandom misinterpretation are so incredibly dire.















