Catching up with PPSILU:
(see also: the henna scene > the marker scene, I think. But then I'm a sap.)

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Catching up with PPSILU:
(see also: the henna scene > the marker scene, I think. But then I'm a sap.)
Ahem. Sonnet to Pauling
preludeinz
An ode to Prelude's darkling queen Forever sandwiched in-between The nontet of her hunky boys ('Specially Scout, her favorite toy: of course, on him, she'll alway top 'Til his inevitable 'pop'.)
But that's beside the point you see For shipping's necessarily Just one small facet of this dame Whose personality became More than a mousey number two For the administrator who In her saw something we now see Ruthlessness and ability
*MAKES VAGUE WAVEY MOTIONS AT STORY*
You're only 300 words. And your art wouldn't be instantly recognizable as that of the mercs, which isn't great. Dammit. Stupid brain. Give me more story, so I can post this damn thing, because even though the art's not obviously TF2, I'm damn happy with it.
*stomps*
Actually worked on the Secret Santa tonight yaaaay and whatnot.
*slumps off to overdue bed*
Man, I wish I could've gotten a replay of that life as a medic.
Capped the intel, killed 2 spies trying to lurk in our intel room, killed 2 scouts on the way to the front, cornered and killed a soldier and one more soldier suicided because I had him down to so little health his rocket got him.
People never suspect an ubersaw...
*sits on Prelude and Corgi*
I'd fallen behind on PPSILU.
Why would I do that?
Why would I deprive myself of this: "Scout had to be drugged and crammed in a corner somewhere, if you wanted to get at Adam."
Fuck you both, this is amazing.
Which one of you bastards wrote Rosary and how dare you write something so wonderful that I absolutely do not have the skill to illustrate.
preludeinz replied to your post:ROLLS OVER I’m glad you two like that little TIAS...
I am in your Google Drive, eyeing you.
Pyro was gleefully tending the fire, Pauling was seated next to him, picking at the remains of dinner. Scout was farther back, but enough to avoid too much suspicion, and still a bit sulky that his cooking skills were put on the back burner for barbeque.