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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapter 10 of Ineffable Catboys is now up! Credit to @hg-aneh for the original idea that started chapter 1.
Buff Engie plz?
@nik-knight
Continuation of this thread
Jack braced herself, preparing her legs for the extra impact from the weight of the flamethrower. By the time she touched the rock, Nikki was off, and the robots had already started gathering around her stone perch.
The robots seemed to quickly realize they couldn’t easily climb it; a grenade launched up into view, spiraling toward her.
Thinking fast, Jack hoisted up the flamethrower and airblasted it back the way it came, imitating the method she’d seen Pyro use on many occasions.
It proved effective: three robots went down from the blast.
After allowing herself a small grin for her small victory, Jack knelt down to point the flamethrower at the horde of bots, pulled the trigger, and let loose the stream of flames.
She understood now the importance of Pyro’s protective gear; she was too close to withstand the heat for very long without it.
The flames, as if realizing this, quickly died as the flamethrower ran out of fuel.
She set down the flamethrower and stood to pull out her pistol, just in time to fire a bullet into the head of a Scout-bot that had double-jumped up to her.
CRACK!
Amid the clattering of metal against metal, a gunshot much louder than her own rang out, and it took her a second to realize what had just happened before white-hot pain quickly spread through her shoulder to her chest and the rest of her left arm.
Jack fell to her knees and automatically clutched her shoulder in agony, her head moving side to side madly as she searched for the assailant.
A Sniper-bot, far to her right, had taken advantage of both her blind spot and her momentary distraction with the Scout-bot, and now she was having to focus ungodly amounts of energy toward her hand just to keep her gun from falling to the ground.
She quickly took it in her right hand, and though this threw off her aim a bit, she was able to land a couple of shots as she emptied the chambers, giving her two less robots to worry about.
This was hardly enough, however, as they were starting to figure out how to effectively climb onto each other to reach her, piling up and getting themselves closer to her by the second.
She was finally starting to feel overwhelmed, and she hated it.
In a singular expression of all of her stress, all of her fear, and all of her pain, she cried out and swung at one of the robots nearing the top with a mighty kick, knocking its head clean off and sending it hurtling toward the slowly dwindling crowd below, smashing one other robot to the ground and sending metal pieces flying.
She checked the flamethrower.
Right. It was out of fuel.
No matter. It would make a hell of a mace.
She took it up, gripping it as tightly as she could with the one arm she could use, and used her whole body to heave it downward onto the slowly growing pyramid of bots, knocking all of them back to square one.
She collapsed herself, flattening herself against the rock while she got a quick breath and tried to summon what strength she had left.
She hoped to God Nikki was at least faring better than she was.
RED Hacker would like to introduce herself to Cass.
“Hi! I’m Nik Knight, the RED team’s Hacker! I’m a tenth class like my friends Hunter, Jack-of-all-trades, and the BLU Hacker! I’ve seen you around the block, and I’d like to say hi!... so... hi. If you need anything hacked you know who to call!”
Good to know!
It’s exactly what you think it says.
Headcannon: Spycrabs are just... little dudes..
Evidence to prove the theory:
Hey sniper are you a vampire I’m asking for a friend
my requests are closed atm , but im always up for sniperspy !
( @nik-knight )