Hotdog Scout

Grass grows, birds fly, sun shines, and brotha'? I'm a hotdog.

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

Yo wazzup I'm the freaking Scout! And I'm a hotdog! Cool with that? Cool? Cool.

information:

pretty much a joke roleplay account i decided to make. ask him ANYTHING you want.

his personality is gonna be 1-to-1 with the actual scout except he's a hotdog (and will make it 50% of his character).

this blog is owned by @doctorbonk ; not connected to the bonk team lore. he just exists.

I suck at rp-ing scout so bear with me 🥀

his tag will be ( - 🌭⚡️) when answering.

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

It was bright and early in the morning, the Maid was bored, and had the urge to get up to her evil plans again. At the notice of the bright red colour of his hat, someone (the Maid) seemed to be approaching Hotdog Scout rapidly.

A large amount of dust collected from behind her as she ran toward him.

”Hotdog…”

“Hotdog!!!”

Huh????

[He whipped his head around cluelessly, before bumping to the Maid... the same one that tried to eat him!!]

OH GOD! Oh jeezus, lady! D-Do you—... Do you need anything..?

[Nathan looked at her uncertainly, his lanky figure frozen as his mind buffers and fills itself with question marks all around him.]

Do you need something from me?

— 🌭⚡️

( @basecleanerbunny )

[basecleanerbunny]

As soon the Maid got to him, it seemed to be the same thing as their last meeting. There was something about being 4.5 inches tall that gave her the urge to see whatever interested her up close, and also having a hard time deciphering real and fake.

But instead of climbing up the poor guy like last time she decided to interrogate him.

“Is it real?”

She said it with an intimidating tone and stared at him, pointing to his hotdog hat.

“…Last time I checked — it was flavourless…”

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

Did you actually think my hat's the real deal..?

[Nathan groans. Normally he'd be alright explaining to anybody that the hotdog hat is NOT edible by any means. In fact, he got it himself from a store and had been wearing it for god knows how long. However, it should have probably been obvious by now...]

It's— It ain't real, miss. No flavor here. I-I just wear it so I can be the mascot, man!

[He sighed again.]

Look, if you're hungry, I can just give you one of my hotdogs! Pay up, though. Just $2.30, it ain't that expensive.

— 🌭⚡️

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

It was bright and early in the morning, the Maid was bored, and had the urge to get up to her evil plans again. At the notice of the bright red colour of his hat, someone (the Maid) seemed to be approaching Hotdog Scout rapidly.

A large amount of dust collected from behind her as she ran toward him.

”Hotdog…”

“Hotdog!!!”

Huh????

[He whipped his head around cluelessly, before bumping to the Maid... the same one that tried to eat him!!]

OH GOD! Oh jeezus, lady! D-Do you—... Do you need anything..?

[Nathan looked at her uncertainly, his lanky figure frozen as his mind buffers and fills itself with question marks all around him.]

Do you need something from me?

— 🌭⚡️

( @basecleanerbunny )

[featheryheaven]

“Dude.. I’m so hungry.. does anyone have food?”

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

Did somebody say they need food?! 

[Someone started sprinting for their life to reach the potential customer, wearing a whole hotdog costume and all. It was a really funny sight.]

You're in luck, pal! We here at Nate's Hotdogs sell 'em for $2.30! And it ain't the fast food kind where they just sell those sad, nuthin-for-good ones that barely feed a Victorian child. Good price that will fill ya when ya finish one! We also sell different kinds of toppings if ya prefer it!!

— 🌭⚡️

[featheryheaven]

(Gunner just blinks in horror.)

“Y-Yeah.. hold on..”

(He pulls out a GIANT printer, covering it with his body. He then hands over a $3 bill- A $3 BILL?!)

“Pickle relish and ketchup, please?”

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

[The boy just smiled when Gunner pulled out the printer, as if this was a pretty normal occurrence that he sees everyday, only to get whiplashed by the fact that this man gave him three bucks. Normally some people would try to dumb the price down to just a dollar if he was lucky.]

Y-Yeah! Coming right up!

[Digging from his bag, he somehow pulled out a fully cooked hotdog bun and just had to put the relish and ketchup ontop. It looked... surprisingly good, actually. It looked like it should have costed 5 bucks instead considering how huge it is.]

Here ya go! Do you uh... need change or anything?

[featheryheaven]

“Mm, don’t worry about it.”

(Gunner eats the whole thing in two bites. He looks surprised that it was so yummy.)

“Here, have some extra stuff.”

(He hands over 7 silver dollars- Oh, so he didn’t even have to print anything?! What the hell?! He gives a thumbs up, walking off. What a doozy..)

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

[Nathan stared at the ten dollars for a whole minute. Ten dollars... from one customer... for one hotdog! It normally would take four customers to even get that, really, and lately he's been struggling to get customers. No one really liked him and most of the time, his friends and peers get his hotdogs, but it feels a little bit like pity money than hard earned.]

[But maybe there's some hope for him after all...]

[As all Scouts do, he started running. Running towards somebody he knew will be proud of him.]

MA! MA LOOK I GOT TEN DOLLARS!! OH MY GOD!!!

— 🌭⚡️

[featheryheaven]

“Dude.. I’m so hungry.. does anyone have food?”

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

Did somebody say they need food?! 

[Someone started sprinting for their life to reach the potential customer, wearing a whole hotdog costume and all. It was a really funny sight.]

You're in luck, pal! We here at Nate's Hotdogs sell 'em for $2.30! And it ain't the fast food kind where they just sell those sad, nuthin-for-good ones that barely feed a Victorian child. Good price that will fill ya when ya finish one! We also sell different kinds of toppings if ya prefer it!!

— 🌭⚡️

[featheryheaven]

(Gunner just blinks in horror.)

“Y-Yeah.. hold on..”

(He pulls out a GIANT printer, covering it with his body. He then hands over a $3 bill- A $3 BILL?!)

“Pickle relish and ketchup, please?”

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

[The boy just smiled when Gunner pulled out the printer, as if this was a pretty normal occurrence that he sees everyday, only to get whiplashed by the fact that this man gave him three bucks. Normally some people would try to dumb the price down to just a dollar if he was lucky.]

Y-Yeah! Coming right up!

[Digging from his bag, he somehow pulled out a fully cooked hotdog bun and just had to put the relish and ketchup ontop. It looked... surprisingly good, actually. It looked like it should have costed 5 bucks instead considering how huge it is.]

Here ya go! Do you uh... need change or anything?

[featheryheaven]

“Dude.. I’m so hungry.. does anyone have food?”

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

Did somebody say they need food?! 

[Someone started sprinting for their life to reach the potential customer, wearing a whole hotdog costume and all. It was a really funny sight.]

You're in luck, pal! We here at Nate's Hotdogs sell 'em for $2.30! And it ain't the fast food kind where they just sell those sad, nuthin-for-good ones that barely feed a Victorian child. Good price that will fill ya when ya finish one! We also sell different kinds of toppings if ya prefer it!!

— 🌭⚡️

[bloodied-apron]

Hey, you!

[A voice rang out from the distance. It wasn't clear where it was coming from until a face popped up from the corner... A... guy wearing a hotdog hat..?]

Need a hotdog? Got sum for everybody, y'know. It's free. You look like ya need it.

[The boy casually walked towards the RED nurse. He was most likely a Scout, albeit not as harmless. It reminds the nurse of Jeremy a little.]

Oh, oh! And uhh.. have you seen a Heavy with like reaaaally long blond hair and a pink tutu? I- ... I kind of need to find him. If you saw him of course, no pressure, pal.

— 🌭⚡ ( @tf2-hotdog-scout )

A... hotdog? Erm, I'll take one. Thank you?

[Yuri stared at the hotdog. He typically didn't eat them, disgusted by the meat sludge it was made of. He remembers the first time had one. It was the 4th of July and Solider was grilling in celebration. Yuri didn't care for American holidays, but when in Rome you do as the Roman do. So, he gratefully accepted the hotdog given to him by his scout before promptly spitting it out.]

[His eyes softened as he thought of his dear friend. This scout looked so much like Jeremy it was frightening.]

Oh! A... heavy in a tutu? With long blond hair? No, I haven't seen a man like that around. Good luck with your search though, ...? Who are you? What team are you playing for?

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

Team?

[The scout looked very confused. Openly confused. He stared at the nurse like aliens were talking Chinese to him about quantum physics.]

[He looked at his uniform, trying to figure out what he could say to this guy. The nurse looks like he's some sort of red guy, and he's wearing a red shirt. That might help?]

I'm.... RED. Yeah. I-I'm one of y'all!

[He flashes a thumbs-up awkwardly, nodding along with full confidence.]

A-Anyway, I gotta go, really. I need to find the big man, he's making me reaaallyy worried. He's kind of my ma, y'know... ANYWAY see ya Doc! ... Sir! I think.....

— 🌭⚡

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

Hotdog…

The maid licks him.

~ @basecleanerbunny

WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH!! Sup— . . chick . . ? ? ?

Hey man, I know I'm handsome and hot and awesome and all dat, but I don't think ya should be lickin' me willy nilly like that. I'm tasty, but uhhh . . . maybe not this way?

Is this because I'm a hotdog. I swear if it's because I'm a hotdog—

- 🌭⚡️

[tf2-hotdog-scout]

Whats your favorite way to eat a hot dog. I like mustard ketchup and lots of pickle

I like all kinds of 'em! Really don't matter what ya hand me 's long it's a hotdog! Just— Just make it tasty, alright? Don't wanna get poisoned. 🙁

- 🌭⚡️