I know itâs just as late as issue #6 but at least itâs still 2016: Merry Smissmas to the tf2 community! I love every single one of you and I hope 2017 will be an amazing year for all of us!
I know itâs just as late as issue #6 but at least itâs still 2016: Merry Smissmas to the tf2 community! I love every single one of you and I hope 2017 will be an amazing year for all of us!
So, a while ago, I found this strange bottle lyin' in the sheep pen, where a lamb had been stolen. And I have to admit it when I lose, like my pops and mum told me, so Iâm askinâ: Can a good spy help me trace the owner of the bottle? Or uh, some kinda Mann Co. Employee, âcus Iâm 100% sure itâs another merc.Â
Iâm willinâ ta pay, so, contact me when you find something. Thanks mate!
*demo wakes up* hmmmâŠ. , where am I *looks around, its his room?*
maaa *demo sees his dear little cider, picking him up in a hug*
little buddy , your ok, ive been so worried
maa * the lamb jogs in, wanting cuddled to*
*from the door* hes missed yeh, been sitting next to the bed waiting for you to wake up
*demos surprised* Hamish is that you, I havenât seen you since the team split
*Hamish* went back to Scotland, helped manage the family castle. only just came back here, good thing I did to, you where in a right state, lieing at the side of the road.
*demo* yeh, got myself rather lost,
*Hamish* more likely you got so drunk there was no way you would make it homeroom*
*demo cuddles his pets quietly, hes right*
*Hamish sighs * well at least your home know, and I plan to keep half an eye on yeh, *goes to leave the room * oh and when your feeling better, go shave, your stealing my look.
((So, in order to explore our story a bit further, we have chosen to RP with our characters, starting in the very first week. In order to prevent everyoneâs dashboards clogging up, I made it into this easy to read story, so everyone who wants can read the story. Starring in this one are: @ask-ex-engineer with John, @ask-ex-soldier with Sully, @ask-ex-scoot with Olliver, @ask-ex-demo with Soldier, and me with Anne!))
The journey, part 1.
The Journey
Itâs a week before the start date of the SLVR Team.
Each mercenary hired has been informed of their duties (oddly vaguely) as they were made to sign their contracts, promising their time to this company and agreeing to various rules and secrets.
Each member had been told to assemble at a given address before their start time.
On the way to this address is the SLVR's new team Soldier.
It's a bright sunny day as Soldier drives through the desert lands, trying to find this odd destination that is rather hard to find in the first place. Squinting at the map he has through the sun as he drives, having spent several hours already pretty lost, he misses someone run out into the road suddenly till itâs too late.
At this time one of the new team Scouts are also on their way in, having gotten lost about were the place is supposed to be, he had decided to run the rest. That's sure to impress his team... or any girls.
The problem is, as he got into the small town he's in: he can't figure out what road it was he had to run down. They all look the same and almost none are labelled. As he looks over his map a sudden gust of wind blows it out of his grip and without thinking he follows it.
With a screech of tires and a thud of a body hitting a bonnet, all the locals eye's ( not that there are many) are on the car now mounting the sidewalk. And a young boy on the ground beside it.
 Away from this terrible car accident another mercenary is making their way to the Base. This one is the first of two Snipers.
This Sniper is making her way into Base by train. A rather odd train.
When asking about how to bring her beloved van, the woman she had talked to on signing her contract had organised the train journey for her, mumbling something about the other vehicle having to come that way as well anyways. But as Anne got to the platform area it seemed rather empty.
Making sure her van is loaded onto the train cart safely, Anne walks down the platform, she looks at the rather plain looking train and carriages, old and worn, but with SLVR on the side of several of them, showing her she is in the right place.
As she looks it over she sees movement inside the train, going though one of the seated carriages. Itâs the first sign of movement she has seen other than the conductors.
Anne softly steps into the carriage, trying to be as silent as possible. "If I want to know who this is," she thinks, "I might as well try to find out without them asking me to bring them coffee."
She watches the mysterious person for a while longer, but can't notice anything out of the ordinary about them. After a while she gives trying to find out who it is. After all, she wasn't hired to be a spy. So she just stands up and asks them.
"Who are you?"
Jumping from the other side of the carriage a man turns in his seat, wearing a cowboy hat on his head. Seeing Anne a polite smile graces his features and he stands. He's wearing jeans and a plain white T-shirt, and though he is not the tallest of men he does seem strong as he walks down to meet Anne, the muscles in his arms and chest easy to see.
"Well Howdy there Ma'am," he says as he tips his hat politely, his Texan accent noticeable, "Didn't hear you get on, might you be the new teammate a' heard would be joining me on the way to our base?"
Anne looked in bewilderment at the shorter man in front of her. She had never met a man with an non-Australian accent, let alone one so different from hers. So she stood there awkwardly for a bit, before regaining herself.
"Uh, yeah, hi? My name's Anne, I'm the sniper?" She gestured to the sleeve of her uniform, where her class emblem was printed. Being as neat as she was, she had her complete uniform on, and all of it looked expertly ironed to look perfect. However, her hat was obviously not a part of her uniform, as it looked worn, with stains and animal hairs on it.
"You're not wearin' ya uniform, so I couldn't exactly tell who ya were, sorry. Actually, still have no idea" Anne smiles politely.
"Would you mind telling me?"
The Smile of the man turns bashful as he rubs the back of his head and chuckles softly,
" Sorry âbout that Ma'am, wasn't sure how prepared ma teammates would be coming on here, was going to change when we got to the base," offering Anne his hand he nods to her and says, "Howdy, I'm the Engineer, glad to be working with ya."
Laughing, she sits down in front of him.
"There's really no need ta call me ma'am, ya know. I ain't your superior." She grins. To make herself more comfortable, she removes her rifle from her back and sets in down next to her legs.
"So, engineer, huh? Figured ya weren't gonna be our fast offense." Anne jokes towards the man. "But, uh, not to be rude or anythin', but what does an engineer do, teamwise? Ya here to fix our guns?"
"Not really built for running no," John chuckles," Well Anne," he smiles, using her name this time, "I can, and I probably will be fixing weaponry while weâre all out here I'm also gonna be out fighting with the rest of you fella's, and ladies, Iâve got some things that should give us a kick in battle."
As he talks he takes a seat next across from her, removing his hat to be polite, revealing  his short golden hair.
"Huh, that's, interestin'."
She looks at the outside landscape, whizzing past her. The land looked about as dead as Australia, but lacked the deadly animals, at least, as far as she could tell. The calm silence lasted for a while longer, untill the sniper stood up to open the door.
"I, uh, I'm gunna check on my van. You can come along if you're interested? I might grab sum food on the way there though, I'm hungry as shi- I mean, heck"
This man seemed way too polite to appreciate the Australian Art of Swearing (tm), hell, he had even removed his hat for her, something she had only ever seen happen in a fistfight!
John nods and gets up with her, putting his hat back on as he follows her down the train car. Â Â Â
"Wouldn't mind checking on ma Truck, maybe I should go get ma uniform on to, so I don't look like a lay about." he jokes lightly, not bothered by her almost swear.
"Haha, yeah, that might be a good idea," she snickers, "don't want the rest of the team thinkin' you're lazy or sumthing!"
They walk towards the carriage carrying their vehicles in comfortable silence. To fill it, Anne hums a tune that she heard on the radio last week.
Just before they get there, they stop at the minibar.
"What would you like?" Anne asks, gesturing at the many sandwiches, paninis and other sweeter stuff. She grabs a long sandwich herself, having not eaten since she left the airport.
Having eaten on the train already, before the sniper arrived, John picks up a muffin, he's always had a bit of a sweet tooth, "Not much here is there? Wondering how cooking will work at the base...."
 At that moment,  another Soldier walks in the dusty sand next to the road. He grumbles as walks, no one told him deserts were this hot. The stupid sun shining in his face, he ate what was left of his trail mix. Looking around him, he saw sand, sand and more sand. He wonders why there aren't trees, so he could sit in their shade. Maybe they don't like hot deserts either... Selfish trees.
Next to where the Soldier sits, there is a small bridge, hanging over a train line, and on that train line is the SIL train carrying the Snipers and the Engineer. Soldier looks around, and he thinks he can hear something. He crawls along the road, looking down at the train tracks.
Trains have shade. Soldier grins, and readies himself.
âYou will let me onto you, train!â He grins, and with a loud war-cry, he lands face-first on the train. Maybe the train has food.
-She names her guns after the kangaroos -their vans are the only thing her and @ask-ex-sniper can bond about -she always wants to do everything perfect but she never read the rulebook - in her free time she likes to write insults on her bullets - she really wishes she could run like the scouts but never bothered to work out for it -she still wears her uniform vest almost everyday
bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive stick | speak a second language | dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat |do a back flip | play chess | give CPR | pitch a tent | flirt | stitch a wound | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive | use an electric drill | braid hair | make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | do magic tricks | do yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read Morse code | pick a lock
bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive stick | speak a second language| dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire| fire a gun | sew |juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite| sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat |do a back flip |play chess | give CPR | pitch a tent |flirt | stitch a wound| read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive | use an electric drill | braid hair |make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | do magic tricks | do yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read Morse code | pick a lock
I know he probably already did it but I tag @ask-ex-sniper because I know that little ass does not know how to fire a gun correctly and now heâll have to admit.
Are you going to the Halloween Extravaganza? Do you wish to rest in an amazing bed in an abandoned mansion? NOW YOU CAN!
If you are going to the Halloween Extravaganza and want to have a bed, PLEASE REBLOG! We also have a MASTER BEDROOM!! So one of you will be the lucky winner of the Master Bedroom! This raffle will end on the 24th!
Remember if you wish to have a bed in the mansion reblog to join the bedroom raffle! One lucky winner will earn the master bedroom and 8 others will earn the regular bedrooms!
Hello fools, it is I! MERASMUS! I am here to bring spooky news. Merasmus has decided to throw a Halloween party for all, and youâre all invited! For it is- TGI HALLOWEEN!
Now all of you âOOCâ teams are invited to a Halloween Party for the upcoming Halloween season. With inspiration from me going to the Summer Getaway-And kinda trashing it-I, Merasmus give this giant party to you! In a rented mansion!
Now we do have rules, mortals;
1. Some of you mortals would want to go trick or treating or you all have this âschoolâ and Merasmus gets that. So the days of these parties will be the 22nd of October through the 2nd of November so you all have a majority of time to party all the time!
2. Merasmus is going to steal from the OOC getaway so please, if youâre coming, tag attending. If not, tag boosting or spreading.
3. Merasmus hates doing these but- youâre allowed to bring your couple to the parties. If youâre bringing a date, say pairing:(insert dateâs URL). If youâre a single mortal; put single in the tags.
4. For those who are âregularsâ and not âOOCâ, you are more then welcomed to drop in or join. Merasmus likes guests to celebrate Halloween. (Note; you must be a tf2 character or oc)
5. NOW WAIT MORTAL. THERE IS MORE. This is a COSTUME party! Yes! A COSTUME PARTY! Start buying costumes mortals! Donât want to be loser and not have a costume!
6. Merasmus is the only moderator of the chat. If you wish to become one too, message Merasmus. (Or message me at @xxtoonsiesxx)
More rules will very posted when the date is getting closer. This chat will be in msparp. Hope to see you all there!
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