Fifth Rocket Jump

[unlessitsafarm]

-The Soldier is getting into the spirit of things! How is he doing so? Well the Demoman is definitely good for some explosives. And the Soldier loves blowing shit up. You might find him shouting a war cry at the top of his lungs while throwing home made bombs under parked cars. He lives for wanton destruction, so this is just a blast for him.-

TODAY IS A GOOD DAY TO DIE, BOYS! LAST ONE ALIVE, LOCK THE DOOR!

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Posting some action up in here!

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

[Destruction? Medic is all about lending a hand with that! Any drones who happen to approach him either have their throats sliced open with a scalpel, or their heads forcibly turned three hundred-and-sixty degrees. He might not have his medigun, but he's perfectly okay with backing up his teammates any way he can.]

Vell, vell, vell, herr Soldat! Tis quite a good evenink!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-An unfortunate drone gets a shotgun shell to the chest as they attempt to stop Soldier from setting up another bomb.-

Hey doc... do you remember being told anything about not killing the drones?

I feel like something was said about that.

-He obviously didn't seem to care.-

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

Possibly, but ah vell, ze bloodshed 'as already begun, vhy stop now?

Might as vell continue, if we're goink to get brainvashed for zhis.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

RED's footprint on this town's ass is never going to go away so long as I can help it.

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

Ah, you are speakink my language, herr Soldat!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

I DIDN'T HEAR ANY KRAUTENESE COMIN' OUTTA MY MOUTH!

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

I am speakink in terms of death und destruction.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

You weren't being specific.

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

Vell zhen, let's destroy everythink in our path! Iz that specific enough?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Now you're REALLY speaking MY language!

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*Pyro decides to get the hell out of his house for now and join in some wanton destruction with his team. He's in his uniform, flamethrower in hand. His mask isn't fully pulled on yet.*

Got started early?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Of course! The early bird always gets the worm. And that damn worm isn't gonna know what hit it!

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

Take it you'd like help?

*That's the last time Soldier will hear his voice clearly. He pulls the mask down and starts setting anything nearby on fire.*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

We're a team for a reason boy.

GIVE'EM HELL!

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He shouts out something that at one point was a series of words, but it's reduced to essentially "hudda hudda hudda" by his mask. There's more burning, and the occasional axing of a drone*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-Soldier provides supporting fire via his shotgun. It's all hudda to him anyways.-

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*Ahh, it's like being back home again. After a particularly satisfying kill, Pyro holds his flamethower over his head and laughs*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-Soldier gives Pyro a strong salute.-

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*Pyro gives a thumbs up and moves on for more destruction!*

[blewitup.livejournal.com]

[Demo runs back from his morning commute, he's been busy setting key public buildings with explosives, and of course, his coup de grace is right outside city hall.]

Sorry ah'm late, lads, jes 'ad some prep work t' do!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

THERE HE IS! Man, these little bombs of yours really do the trick. I still prefer something of the rocket propelled variety, personally.

[blewitup.livejournal.com]

Ahh-haha, this sure isn't no way to get yer weapons back, thas' fer sure. Grady'll ave our minds fer this...though all mah stuff's homemade, let's see him take tha' away from me.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

If that fat bastard wants my gun he can pry it from my cold, dead HANDS!

[blewitup.livejournal.com]

[Demo doesn't even want to tell Soldier about how persuasive Grady can be. He knows they're dooomed, as soon as the cop shows up. But he's still gonna have some fun, dammit! He lobs another vial at a parked car, grinning as it goes off.]

Ah hear yeh, cheif! They kin take our minds, but they kin nevah take our freeedooooom!

[healforscience.livejournal.com]

I like vhat you 'ave done vith ze place!

It had to be said...

[blewitup.livejournal.com]

O' course! This city's just a blast now, ahh-hahaha!