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Good Bill Hunting (closed for burning-blu)
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The bar was closed. Chris had gotten a sudden call about his mother and so needed to shut things early.
It might have been a disappointment to Dot, but it was also a disappointment to a young looking man who had been staring at the door, as though expecting it to magically open.
“Come on, you fucking flame-haired freak...” he was muttering under his breath, “Stop hiding in there.”
[ deck ] your muse decking mine in the face.
@burning-blu
The sniper had been running in the battlefield, trying to reach a new location to make as her ‘nest’ for the next ten minutes. However it wasn’t long when she ran face to face with the BLU pyro. At the sight of it the woman didn’t think logically as fear took over her and only reacted to the situation by punching them away as hard as she could. It took only a second for her to realize what she had done. She had probably won the flames this time. An express ticket to be scorched. ‘Oh no no! Not fire!’ She thought.
Her heart pounded heavy and there was a need for her to get away. However she stood still, froze with fear, and observed the BLU. She hated pyros, well, not the person behind the mask only their flames. She hated fire. No, not really. She was afraid of fire and she hated that of herself.
Ziel snapped out of the trance and quickly got a hold of her automatic gun and pointed it towards the pyro. Slowly, she was coming back to her senses and getting aware of the situation. However she still observed and waited while taking a few slow and careful steps back.
Closed RP
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Teddy’s face immediately scrunched up at the suggestion, a scoff quick to follow the motion. “Yeah, no I think I’m good on dat one. The last thing I need is for everyone ta make fun a me n’ stuff.” He let out a wildly over dramatic sigh, his shoulders slumping much the same way. “I’ll just have ta go get a big bag a candy from the store, put on my costume, n’ watch a creepy movie.” Teddy sounded very disappointed over his plan, it clearly a last resort. “It’ll have ta do.”
burning-blu liked for a starter featuring Achim!
It was early 1989, the cold war had been raging on now for over forty years, and it was only going to escalate from there. In response to the growing threat of a nuclear strike, the United States government had started an intuitive in which they could create something as destructive as a nuclear missile without any of the down sides such as radiation spreading across the world. And thus, the TCCS was born with the head scientist in charge Dr Achim Lanknotvitch. With the facility just finished being built, Achim was in the middle of recruiting researchers to help with plans. Sat behind a table, the pen tapped against the table. Clearly, he was rather unimpressed by what had been offered to him.
“Next please.”
🔴 4
4. my muse applying pressure your muses bleeding wound.
“Don’t worry ‘bout medic being busy lad.” Eugene said calmly to reassure his fellow pyro. “I’m gonna have ta apply some pressure, and its gonna hurt a lil’ so jus’ prepare yerself alright?”
He slowly started applying pressure on the wound that his colleague had gotten on their arm. “This should stop the bleedin’ a lil’” He smiled a little at the pyro.
“Hey why dontcha try ‘n’ press a lil’ with yer other hand while I fetch some bandages for the wound?”
@burning-blu
Attempting to kill a spider, and failing.
Lucy wasn’t afraid of spiders, but she didn’t like them, either. If asked, though, she would absolutely deny the squawk that she made as a stupidly large spider walked across her desk. She would also deny throwing the book it was on across the room.
She would also try to deny the loud HYAH sound she made as she stomped where she thought the spider was with all her weight, if she didn’t then look up and see Dot standing in the door. She raised a hand to wave as the spider quietly crawled from beside Lucy’s shoe over towards her visitor.
❝ let me take a look… ❞
Scout shook his head, trying to hide his hand from the pyro. He would have signed that he was fine, if the hidden hand wasn’t cut across the palm. He couldn’t help being clumsy sometimes and sometimes being clumsy includes slicing open your palm and refusing to admit you’re hurting like a bitch.
@burning-blu
“Oh, darling, don’t apologise.” Dot rested a gloved hand on his back. She was wearing her uniform, save for the gas mask, exposing her face. “We all have bad days, don’t we? There’s no shame in showing some emotion.”
As much as he wasn’t the biggest fan of strangers touching him, Russell allowed the kind gesture.
It wasn’t like she was out to do any harm, right? He was certain he hadn’t met this Pyro before.
“I guess that’s true,” he said, after a small pause, “But, ehehe. as uh, as my brother always said, cry if you need to, and then get back on your feet.”
He smiled a little bit.
“Thank you though, that’s uh, ehe, that’s kind of yours to say, and it’s good that you know that.”
