I Regret EverythingI Regret Everything3 years ago in Drama More Like This
A black haze hung over the base, thick rainclouds hiding the sunlight and pouring a heavy rain down on the land below it. The water furiously tapped the roof and windows. It pooled in large puddles on the dirt and filled the sewers, sending through each base the odour of sewage and rainwater. Storms happened on occasion on the war grounds, some worse than others. This was the worst storm that had been seen in a long while. The thunder shook the floors and windows, the lights flickered, and the roof creaked. All missions had been cancelled due to the nature of this storm, so both teams, RED and BLU, had a day to themselves for the first time in what seemed like forever. Despite this, both teams dreaded the aftermath of rain, knowing that when the storm finally cleared up, they would be battling in mud and puddles.
All was quiet on the RED base. Most of the mercenaries had decided to use the day to relax. It was like this in stormy weather. The mercenaries had come to like each other's c
The Scout and the Crab chp.32Chapter 32- RED ConfessionsThe Scout and the Crab chp.324 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Scout wasn't sure how to react. There he was, pinned up against the wall of the infirmary -without a shirt- by the Sniper and accused of being attracted to the new BLU Spy due to no record of either one killing the other over the months. The next thing Scout knew, the Sniper was...kissing him! Which was bad!
At first, Scout just froze, trying to piece together how he got into this situation in the first place. It had to be the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt, the smell of sweat and testosterone must've messed up Sniper's mind and turned him on- and made him gay.
Actually, that was a pretty dumb idea now that Scout thought about it.
He began to panic and switch back to reality when he felt Sniper's calloused hands on his stomach, slowly gliding up towards his chest as he tried probing his tongue into Scout's mouth.
Oh, hell no!
By reflex, Scout's free hand felt around the Medic's desk. He took hold of the first object he could get his
The Scout and the Crab chp.30Chapter 30- Recovery- BLUThe Scout and the Crab chp.304 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The infirmary was unusually busy. Those who were injured from the impact were dragged to the Medic by their teammates. Most of which only suffered minor injures, which made the Medic's job easier when treating them.
When the retreat was ordered by the BLU Soldier, Medic asked the Engineer to check the status of the Respawn system. Concerned about the whole situation in regards to the possible scarring on his patients. After that incident with the new BLU Spy involving a talking crab, the Medic made sure to be more aware of physical damage done before the Respawn system is switched on and off.
It was a cruel twist of science and other unexplainable martial involving that machine. It would always switch off when the end of the battle was announced. Those who have received injuries before ceasefire was called, ended up with scars when healed, unlike those who were healed during battle. While it was rare for that to happen, it was s
The Scout and the Crab chp.27Chapter 27- Feeling Alone.The Scout and the Crab chp.274 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
- RED Base-
The RED team was pretty surprised to see Scout eating dinner with them, but that quickly died away about ten minutes into the meal. Several members ate in the living room, which left Scout eating in the kitchen with the Medic and Heavy. It felt a little good to be hanging out with actual people for once - instead of a crab that only he could hear - but that didn't take away the empty feeling he had. That was probably hunger, though.
"Been sleeping better?" asked the Medic.
Scout nodded. It was that talk with the Spycrab days back that really took a huge weight off of his shoulders. It was also the massage the crab gave him; he really felt good after that. Needless to say, the Bostonian had been sleeping like a rock the rest of the week before meeting up with the BLU Scout again.
"Many windows have gone un-yelled at, Doktor!" announced the Heavy happily.
"Uh...ja, zhat...zhat is good to hear." The Medic s
Breaking Point 9Engineer's room wasn't quite like the other mercenaries. His room was connected directly to his very own private workshop. He'd even taken to sound-proofing the walls so that he wouldn't disturb anyone by working late at night.Breaking Point 94 years ago in Drama More Like This
It was originally supposed to be a storage room, but when Engineer found that it wasn't being used, he asked Soldier for permission to renovate it. So he removed and sealed up the doorway that lead to the outside corridor for privacy, then built another doorway to his workshop from the wall on the far side of his closet. The newer initiates of the RED base didn't even know there was originally another room there, his work was so flawless.
Engineer's walk-in closet served as a sort of hallway between his workshop and his room. He still used it as a closet, of course, but he have many clothes to speak of, anyway. The door to his workshop was heavy and required his full weight leaning on it to give.
Now Engie wasn't a very tidy person. Organized? Well, sure I
playing on the battle fieldplaying on the battle field4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was a quiet day and some of the boys decided to go out and mess around on the battle field.
Dell: I wouldn't touch that, you might not respwan.
Spy: Hmm, it's possible, but what the hell?
Spy slammed his knife into the barrels that had been place in the corner of the map.
The barrels blew up and sent spy backwards, crashing into pyro.
Pyro: Huaa! Hudda hudda! Hu-da!
Spy: Haha! sorry old chump.
Soldier: If I gotta crack some skulls, then I will!
Dell: Hopefully not mine.
Solly: Of course not!
Sniper: Hey, hold still wankas! I'm trying to get one of ya!
Medic: Snipers got his rifle! Everyone run on him.
Later in the day they all headed back to the base. except Dell. Soldier heading back with the others turned and notice. Soldier headed back to Dell.
Solly: Hey, why aren't you heading back to base?
Dell grabbed and kissed Soldier.
Dell: You're it.
Dell took off running. Soldier surprised, took off after him.
Solly: Get back here!
TF2 - MonsterHed come here to forget.TF2 - Monster6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They all had, in their own way, he supposed. Secrets and shames they were running from, regretted actions they stood no chance of being able to undo.
Some of them had been less discreet about it than others. More than once, hed overheard their Engineer having a hushed, desperate conversation with his estranged wife on their unreliable telephone lines, or witnessed the Heavy angrily tearing down anti-Communist propaganda displayed prominently by their Soldier, who himself had never fully come to terms with feeling utterly rejected by the country he loved.
And some of them... some of them hadnt said anything at all, but it was what the failed to say that said the most like the way the Demoman, usually the most rambunctious member of the team, would suddenly become very quiet whenever Sniper began drunkenly complaining about his relationship with his parents.
Even the Scout, barely out of boyhood, used his antagonistic arrogance as a thin
The Scout and the Crab chp.33Chapter 33 - Order RestoredThe Scout and the Crab chp.333 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The team was still too excited when lights out came around. Although it was cleared up of why the Announcer never called the battle, there was still a sense of confusion in the air as everyone enjoyed a late snack, a few of them conversing about how many REDs they killed or even talk about suing for negligence.
The Spycrab kept himself out of sight on the kitchen counter while the BLU Scout fixed himself a sandwich, occasionally switching his attention from his food to the blue crab hiding behind the flour tin. He didn't want to seem suspicious by retreating to his room for the night, although he was tired, he had plans to sneak by the Spycrab back to the RED Scout. He promised his counterpart that he was just holding his old friend for a day, and he was going to keep that promise.
Both the Spycrab and Scout's attention was grabbed when the Demoman - loudly- brought up the subject of the BLU Spy's precious yellow ribbon. The S
f and v chapter 5Chapter 5: was this friendship a good idea?f and v chapter 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The administrator had returned earlier than expected and Miss Pauling had to tell her everything; including what those ponies were doing on the battlements.
"So you want to tell me the mercs agreed to help the ponies?"
"How unusually nice of them. The ponies didn't stop them from fighting one another?"
"The mercs explained that neither party can die unless the match is lost, and even then they'd have to wait for the next match to begin. They also know about the other team now being mere copies of them."
"Troublesome. I leave for a few days and they bring weird animals on the battlefield and discover the workings of the spawn. This is why I never take holidays this long."
"The ponies crashed in the barn near Teufort. The mercs were going to use the rocket bay in Well to repair it."
"Well, let's relocate them then. They'll have tomorrow to do it."
"Excuse me, miss? No direct intervention?"
"This is trickier than the war we
Fireflies, Heavy/Pyro friendship"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU MONSTER!" The BLU Spy screamed, waggling a finger at the Pyro clutching his flamethrower. "Vhat is zis?" Medic said, looking at the two men. Pyro lowered his weapon and stared down at the ground. "That thing tried to set me ON FIRE!" Spy yelled. "IM NTT UH THNG!" Pyro retorted angerly. "Pyro, is zis true?" medic replied softly, trying to calm the situation. "Ysh, brt fr uh gdd rssn! Spr wsh bng mnn un cllng mrr nms!" Medic sighed and shook his head, Making Pyro look down again. He knew that Medic didn't understand a word he'd said. No one ever did. "I did nozing to him! i was just saying hi and he tried to set me on fire!!" Spy pathetically wailed. "You two just need to leave eatchozher alone. Pyro, zat vasn't nice to do that to Spy, and Spy, just leave him....her....it alone..." Pyro let out a low saddened growl. "Whrtevvr.." He wheezed, walking into the respawn room. No one ever cared about the Pyro. He was a great help to the team, but no one ever aknowledged iFireflies, Heavy/Pyro friendship3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Better Of Two EvilsBetter Of Two Evils3 years ago in Drama More Like This
No answer, of course not. Mike kept silence as always. It was kinda funny, that the boy who usually barley shut his mouth remained silent like this all the sudden. Yet, to be honest, Sydney wished he would at least answer in this very moment. But he didn't.
Sydney filled two glasses with water and placed one right in front of the tight-lipped runner before he sat down beside him on the couch. They could have looked like two friends, who were just chilling in the communal room of the base....beside the hand- and foot-cuffs which kept Mike from running away and/or killing someone.
They were alone; well, at least it seemed so, because Sydney knew Jean was nearby, but he didn't want the Tentaspy being part of his weekly conversation with Mike. He wanted to talk to the Scout privately - with Jean around he would probably never open his mouth. Not that he ever opened it when Sydney for a change wanted him to.
"How is Gabe?"
Mike looked away, releasing an irritated grumble. It w
F and V chapter 7Chapter 7 rainbows make me O_OF and V chapter 73 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Three days had passed since the highway problems. Everything had been quiet since then; too quiet for Sniper's taste.
"We haven't had any matches since Teufort."
Twilight looked up from her encyclopedia
"Is that bad? I like the silence; it's relaxing."
"Things must be serious if the announcer left us to our business."
"You're being paranoid."
"I don't like this one bit!"
"What is the big problem? We all get to do something we like. Engy and Applejack have time for the rocket. Pinkie, Demoman and Soldier are in the desert trying out something they built. Rarity and Spy are working with the gems to see what they can make. Dash and Scout are running between BLU base and here. Heavy, medic and Fluttershy are practicing with her little medigun. I have no idea what Pyro is doing though."
"He's probably reading a magazine while playing with a lighter."
"Ok so everyone is keeping busy. No problem."
Sniper mumbled to her, "That just means the problem will be bigge
violence and friendship ch1Chapter 1: spaaaaaaace!violence and friendship ch14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was an exciting day in ponyville. A pony had built himself a rocket to visit the moon without magic. The fields next to ponyville were perfect for the launch. There was a big celebration in honor of the new achievement. Ponies from all over Equestria had come to see this astounding achievement. Even princess Celestia and Princess Luna had visited to see the astropony achieve this great feat. Amidst the crowd Twilight sparkle was searching for somepony.
"Who are ya looking for twilight?" Applejack asked her.
"Oh, hey Applejack. I was looking for Pinkie Pie." she said. Applejack looked confused
"Pinkie Pie? It can't be that hard to find her. Why I bet she's the center of the party as usual."
Twilight looked worried "That's just it. She's nowhere to be seen."
"Strange, usually she's everywhere at once." Applejack responded
"Let's try and find Rainbow Dash. Maybe Pinkie's hanging around her."
"Great idea!" Twilight agreed.
"I think she's trying to impr
F and V chapter 3Chapter 3: Peacefully Helping the Mercs.F and V chapter 34 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The night was far from easy for the ponies. None of them felt comfortable, none of them felt at home and every single of them were on edge. Why? Well, they all had their own different reasons. But, they all shared one: The violent nature of this world was giving them ill and nervous feelings.
And, out of the entire group, Rarity had the most trouble adjusting the new environment. In this deserted wasteland filled with nothing but the promise of war and slaughter, the comfort of home was nowhere to be seen. More troubling yet, fashion was not at all a part of this world. This very reason made her rest her head uncomfortably, the horrible thought of it keeping her up long enough to have her drift off to sleep last.
When she woke up, a giant, ominous shadow loomed over her, scaring her instantly as she jerked her head up towards the source of her fear. Luckily, it wasn't a figure that was too unfamiliar, a shape belonging to one of the men she had
f and v chapter 6Chapter 6 Highway fightf and v chapter 63 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Just outside the Badlands was a big rest stop. It had everything: a bar, minimarket, restaurant, garage, etc... You may have thought it was overdone. But people who come through the Badlands often knew they needed to stop there. No one wanted to have their car break down between a bunch of guns and rocket launchers. This is where Sniper took stops often. He had rented a truck to transport the rocket parts. They found an old semi-trailer at Teufort, so he only had to rent the truck itself. He bought a few things for the ponies; a hairbrush being one of the items, because Rarity asked him buy one for her she asked for it all the time. An unfriendly looking guy had seen Sniper buy this stuff.
"Hey! Liking girly stuff?" he asked with a devilish smirk on his face.
Sniper ignored him as he paid the cashier.
"Are you hearing me, sissy?"
The guy grabbed a book sniper had just bought took a look at it.
"An Encyclopedia of modern arms? You don't need to learn about
Request: SpyxSniper RomanceThe stroke of a soft cheek.Request: SpyxSniper Romance4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"H-hey, cut it out," Sniper muttered as Spy stroked the back of his knuckles against his face. "What the hell are ya doing?" he asked, trying to move away from the touch.
"You need to shave," Spy replied with a smirk, giving his cheek a pinch and laughing as Sniper blushed darkly. Sniper waved a hand at him and rubbed his face, glaring at Spy's amused face. "You are so cute, my little dingo."
"I ain't a dog," he muttered and crossed his arms tightly. Spy patted the top of his head, nodded slowly and stole another soft pet on his cheek. "Bugger off!!!"
The sound of another's heart beat.
"C-come on, breathe!" Sniper muttered after pulling Spy from the water. Fucking Pyro dragged him down to drown him and shit, he wasn't breathing! He pressed his hands hard against his chest to try to push the water out of his lungs, but the Frenchman only jerked like a ragdoll. "COME ON!!!" He bit his lip and bent down, pressing his ear to
TF2--Green EyesTF2--Green Eyes4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The passenger train was dark and old, and looked more like a supply train with bus seats tucked to the sides. The lights flickered with every slight bump in the track, and the only way that air seemed to come in was through a few vents close to the ceiling. There were no windows, so he couldn't tell where they were, even after the escorts had taken off his blindfold. Though it didn't really matter. It wasn't like he would have been able to tell.
It was only after these observations that his gray-blue eyes settled on the seat in front of him. Odd, that those escortswhomever they werehad placed him in this specific seat, because every other one was empty except for the one directly facing him. That seat was occupied by a stub of a man, who sat looking equally as confused. His head had just been shaved, it seemed, though there was some fresh stubble already growing along his jaw and under his chin. He wore goggles over his eyes, and there was a yellow hardhat on the seat next
Last friday nightLast friday night4 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was late at night and after a long days work at battle. The team decided to have a party.
Everyone was having a good time, dancing and chatting. It couldn't be better.
Dell was leaving the dance floor to tend to his sentrys. They had been damaged badly after the battle.
Dell: Fun party, see ya'll later!
Everyone wished him well. As soon a dell was out the door. A hand felt on his shoulder.
It was the soldier. looking unlike himself. Dell took notice of this.
Dell: You all right partner? Look a little funny.
Solly: Don't worry, I'm fine.
Dell: You sure...cause I sure as hell don't think so.
Solly: well..hehe.....I maybe a little under the weather.
Dell could smell Soldier had a few too many. Dell had no choice.
Dell took him by the hands and took Soldier back to his work shop.
Solly: Hey ! Where are you taking me?
Dell: Back to my work shop. I need to tend to some sentrys, and you're
in no way gonna be drive n' home in
TF2 - Respawn Family"Medic. . . . . Medic . . . .!"TF2 - Respawn Family4 years ago in Romance More Like This
No, no, no, he didn't like this, not one little bit. He was being shaken by a large, warm hand on his shoulder, and the doctor screwed his eyes up tighter.
He was in the middle of a dream, where he was at home, in Germany, safe and warm and away from all the fighting and gore, able to laugh and have fun genuinely, without fear or memories of death, destruction and murder.
No, no, no, he didn't like this at all.
It wasn't right. He could laugh and have fun here. This was home.
Finally, he awoke, eyes blurred, even with his circular glasses on, the ceiling blindingly white, as he realized he was in the Respawn Room, the room next to his own infirmary.
"Doktor . . ?" came a large voice that the Medic could not pinpoint. His head was heavy and vision swimming in the pale, sterile-smelling room.
Medic finally managed to sit up, shakily propping himself up onto his elbows. He felt as if he was detached from his body, like he was just rudely awakened
Like a bolt of lightning chapter 27Chapter 27: This is why I'm the pyroLike a bolt of lightning chapter 274 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The remaining week before their holiday passed quickly to everyone, as they redoubled their efforts at battle as well as their preparations in the evenings. More explosions came from Sam's temporary workplace, and the lingering stench of sulphur was soon followed by a sickly copper smell as if someone was bleeding heavily just beyond the door but on Thursday the pyro announced that her displays were all ready.
"...I can't believe myself, even! I really outdid myself... we've got fountains, cakes, mines, rockets great and small, and I even managed a Catherine wheel that'll put my mentors to shame!", she said to Dell as the two were preparing dinner the next day, causing Dell to chuckle.
"Sounds like yeh made us all a feast for the eyes, Sam, hun...", he said as he stirred the cheese sauce for their macaroni. "Well, yer mentors oughta all be mighty proud of ya! Not jus' for the fireworks, but f
The Scout and the Crab chp.1Chapter 1 You have FailedThe Scout and the Crab chp.15 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Today's the day." Scout thought to himself as he breathed in through his mouth. Eagerly waiting for the Announcer to finish her countdown for their "mission" to actually start.
It had been a while since the REDs had won a battle against the BLU team. They were uncoordinated and refused to actually help one another while on the field, which the BLU team probably figured out and started formulating plans and attack formations to stop their RED counterparts. It was super effective!
"C'mon, c'mon," he groaned impatiently, hoping to speed the Announcer up.
" Mission begins in Sixty seconds"
" Already ichin' to be sent t' respawn?" the Red Sniper half chuckled. Scout almost rolled his eyes.
"Shut up!" he snapped, "That's not gonna happen 'dis time! 'sides, we would've won last time if someone..." He shot a glare over his shoulder at the taller man, who narrowed his eyes through his tinted glasses. "...
2Fort's Night Before ChristmasT'was the night before Christmas, and all through the Fort,2Fort's Night Before Christmas5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Not a machine was stirring, not even a teleport;
The sticky bombs were hung by the intel with care,
In hopes that the BLU team soon would be there.
The Demomen were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of scrumpy danced in their heads;
And myself in my coat and Heavy in his vest,
Had just began to settle down for the night's rest,
When outside the base arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew a hurry,
Tore open the shutters to see the desert's dust in a flurry,
The moon on the sand where plants did not grow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my lips brought a hundred tiny smiles
But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny crocodiles
With the massive burly driver, not the slightest bit frail
I knew in a moment it must be Saxton Hale.
More rapid than kiwis his coursers they came,
And he bellowed, and shouted, and called them by name;
InterrogationThe last thing that Blu Sniper could remember was Medic stabbing the syringe into his neck, and everything went dark. He awoke in a much more brutal manner. A live wire to the underarm, as a matter of fact, followed by the devilish grin of Red Medic.Interrogation4 years ago in Drama More Like This
"Good morning, Sniper," Medic replied, in a sing song voice. With his mind reeling and his heart racing, Sniper only managed a grunt in reply. "When your mind settles, I'll answer any questions you will have." Then he turned his back to Sniper, and started to fiddle with something he couldn't see. After a few minutes, Sniper regained his senses, and found himself bound to a chair. He looked around the room, and instinctively knew that he was nowhere near the Badlands as the place smelled like death itself.
"Where am I?" he asked, taking Medic's offer of answering any questions. Medic looked up from what he was doing.
"Welcome to Auschwitz,"