#red bonesaw

[roleplay-salt]

“I wanted to do a shoutout for some great people in the Team Fortress 2 roleplay community! @refiinedrogue; @talariis​; @crocodun; @pisscff; @redheav​; @zweiherzen; @battlewitted​; @wiire {they’re on hiatus though :(}; @rocket-jump-waltz; @abloodygoodjob; @ttaube; @red-bonesaw​ {on hiatus, too :(}. You guys are so great and by far my fave Team Fortress 2 roleplayers! I lurk from the sidelines and I’m just so glad you guys keep the Team Fortress 2 roleplay community alive. Out of all, I gotta say you're the nicest people in that community. Keep rocking on with your amazing hats!“

[ttaube-a-blog]

fredda if you eat your own panties ill let you top tonight for a while

     her voice is hushed, nearing the point of inaudible: ❛ Do —— do zhey have to be zhe vhans I'm vearing right now? ❜

[aneseptic-blog]

@red-bonesaw​

❝ I’m sure you’re used to seeing other medical personnel, right doctor?❞

She wasn’t trying to mock him, but there was a slight edge to her voice that seemed to always be there. Perhaps it was suppressed rage from being locked in those stark cells for eleven years, or perhaps it was due to the fact that the person before her didn’t seem to know a lick about proper medical procedure.

She’s seen a surgery or two in her short time nursing but compared to how the Medic operates? He was an absolute insult to the world of medicine.

Not like she was any better. But she liked to pride herself on seeming better. After all, stopping a heart with local anesthetics takes precision. It does not.

After her first day at Teufort she was given a corner of the Med-bay, after all she was still technically an anesthetist. She now controlled the types of narcotics and anesthetics that would be shipped to the base.

❝ I’m sure my presence here in the infirmary won’t interfere with your... Work... Now, would it? ❞

[ttaube-a-blog]

     a brusque nod confirms his suppositions. Mundane diversion or otherwise, she'd coil 'round his arm akin to serpent and lure him elsewhere, tempting him into her clutches. Though her decision had been distressing, Fredda pines for closure sought via another's compassion. This isn't something that she can do alone. Nevertheless, her countenance expresses a flamboyant anticipation.

  ❛ Mhm. I found somezhing in my room from long ago; I zhought I had lost it. I vanted to show you. ❜

red-bonesaw; x

[ttaube-a-blog]

     petals part; frown; then scowl, ebbing 'way from his. Damn him; why must he be so persistent? Visage flushes; and Fredda's gaze flickers 'low to their feet before she replies.

  ❛ I still fail to see how my singing is relevant to zhe situation. Vhy, out of all zhings, do you vant zhat from me? ❜ A pause; ❛ Vhy are you denying a kiss? ❜

red-bonesaw; x

[ttaube-a-blog]

                                       BATTLEAXE NURSE   &   DR. JERK   .

[talariis-m-blog]

Points and laughs.

【 Ｌｅｔ＇ｓ ｗａｓｔｅ ＇ｅｍ！】

        ❝ First you steal my heart, then you break it... I see how it is, Doc’. ❞

[maple-syrup-heavy]

@red-bonesaw

Elias left the gym, a towel draped around his neck. He rubbed the fabric over his smooth, sweaty scalp, drying it off as he went. After a good workout, he always liked to head for the kitchen and grab a cold glass of milk. When he wandered in, he saw he wasn’t the first to arrive. “Oh, hello. Any milk left? Or did Scout get the last of it?”