Mack the Knife

Independent Team Fortress 2 roleplay blog for "Mackie", an original character RED spy who is ready to offer his clandestine services. For a price, of course.

[macktheknifespy]

[ Hello there fellas! I hope all has been well in my absence. I’m sorry for the silence, but a lot has been going on and more things are coming my way. I would however like to try and get back into the hobby of writing here and with my other characters.

Thank you for understand and being patient everyone. ]

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[macktheknifespy]

[  #( When Keir comes around)  I’M DYING ]

[gamblingwithlove-deactivated201]

💋 [ Must pester the brother ]

The first kiss to his temple makes the shorter brush away the slightly wet feeling, sucking in a quick breath as he’s woken from a pleasant, fantastical dream including chocolate and masses of flavored coffee.. Then as it spreads, more insistent and the lips become drier,  his eyes flick open to see the culprit not listening to his mumbled bits of rejection and accusations of identity.“ ..Mackenzie. What are you.. doing?”

[macktheknifespy]

Boredom made for horrible company and he was never one to simply let others lie when his own mental faculties were threatened with stagnation. So, naturally, he was drawn into his slumbering comrade’s quarters to pester the younger man. He had debated giving him the proper brother treatment of yanking him onto the floor–which was a very tempting idea given Barn’s actions the previous night–but Mackie decided he’d be nice for once.

As nice as blatantly sloppy but loud kisses could be.

Once the other stirred he flashed a cheeky grin and flopped onto the edge of the bed. “What does it look like I’m doing?”

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[gamblingwithlove-deactivated201]

“ You’re exact opposites, height aside. He’s loud, and you’re quiet. He’s adventurous, and you.. well, I’ve seen you stick to ze more safe side. Opposites and attraction, Mackie.”

[macktheknifespy]

He rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose with an irritable grumble. “Loud doesn’t begin to describe that man. And, if you had any shred of love for your brother, you would refrain from using words like attraction when speaking of him. Or anyone for that matter.”

[gamblingwithlove-deactivated201]

“ Not a damned clue. But he seems good for you.”

[macktheknifespy]

“...He seems ‘good’ for me? Pray tell, brother, how so? Enlighten me.”

[macktheknifespy]

Mackenzie’s mental state:

[gamblingwithlove-deactivated201]

“ Well.. don’t get jealous if I see good traits in a man I’m not interested in.”

[macktheknifespy]

“I AM NOT JEALOUS! I despise him! Do you have any idea who he is?!”

[gamblingwithlove-deactivated201]

“ Mn, but a good looking ass, don’t you zink? Despite ze euh..insanity, he’s not bad for a pick. Can’t see you with anyone else.”

[macktheknifespy]

“I BEG YOUR PARDON?!” He wasn’t hearing this. No. This was all just a bad dream--a nightmare.

“What did you just say?”

[agrimbloodyfable]

Oh this was just.. delicious. That grin of his only broadened as he went in for the kill.

“Should I getcha blue ribbon, love?” 

[macktheknifespy]

The trembling hand fell limp to his side and along with it the rest of broken man. With all the dignity and grace his conflicted--and permanently tainted--mind could muster, down he went.

Thump. 

[gamblingwithlove-deactivated201]

“ Mackie~.. Come on, listen for a moment to your brother..”

[macktheknifespy]

“Don’t you give me that look, brother. There is nothing to discuss! There is nothing to hear! There is only agony brought about me from my own kin and that-that--THAT INSUFFERABLE ASS!”

[agrimbloodyfable]

“If yer wantin’ me to flip it up, lad, all ye gotta do is ask. N’need fer threats.” He flashed a wolfish grin in the Spy’s direction. Yes, he loved getting under his skin, especially since he seemed to do it so well.

[macktheknifespy]

His jaw dropped as if to shriek, only to have inarticulate sounds akin to choked babbles to fumble out. A single, shaking finger and reddening face was his reply to such a crude invitation.

[gamblingwithlove-deactivated201]

“ Brother, why do you care so much? ‘e’s paying you a compliment.”

[macktheknifespy]

“Why? Why?! Do you know see who is the one giving the compliment?!”

[agrimbloodyfable]

“Is tha’ a fact?” The Demoknight practically purrs, as if the Spy had issued a challenge. He grinned slowly, raising a brow. “Shame on ya. Y’know sayin’ somethin’ like tha’ would only make me want to. Why, I’m almost convinced y’were countin’ on it.” 

[macktheknifespy]

His nose wrinkled; be it in disgust of the Demo or of himself, he could not tell. he clenched him jaw with an audible snuff. “. . .Shut up before I stuff that filthy tartan down your gullet.”

[macktheknifespy]

“. . .Why in the ever living hell did I just say?”

[agrimbloodyfable]

“Oh aye, but tha’ dunna mean I’m unable to admire another, eh?” 

[macktheknifespy]

“I...” Cue the dampening haughty glare. “Technically speaking, no. I suppose I cannot deny someone the opportunity to indulge in something as aesthetically pleasing as myself. But you lay one finger on me, Keir, and you’ll be losing more than your finger.”

[macktheknifespy]

“Honestly, have you never seen a well dressed man before?” Huffs.