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unlessitsafarm) wrote2010-05-14 05:31 pm
unlessitsafarm) wrote2010-05-14 05:31 pm
Eighth Rocket Jump
-Ladies and gentlemen of Goldberg Street... A car has just blown up. A literal explosion + fireball.
Why, do you ask? What is the cause of all this ruckus?
Well there are two men, you see. Two men dressed in red. And they are both drunk. And bored. And have deadly weapons.
They are playing dodgeball with rockets.-
HA HAAA! That was a good one! Let's see if we can hit something bigger! Get ready!
[[ Pyro and Soldier are playing the most awesome of TF2 games, DODGEBALL, of course they are playing the Soldier VS Pyro variant. They aren't aiming at each other (except for Soldier's initial firing of a rocket at Pyro in the first place), but rather reflecting rockets into other objects.
They might just hit your house. ]]
Why, do you ask? What is the cause of all this ruckus?
Well there are two men, you see. Two men dressed in red. And they are both drunk. And bored. And have deadly weapons.
They are playing dodgeball with rockets.-
HA HAAA! That was a good one! Let's see if we can hit something bigger! Get ready!
[[ Pyro and Soldier are playing the most awesome of TF2 games, DODGEBALL, of course they are playing the Soldier VS Pyro variant. They aren't aiming at each other (except for Soldier's initial firing of a rocket at Pyro in the first place), but rather reflecting rockets into other objects.
They might just hit your house. ]]
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Anything goes against The Captain.
[The Captain was huffing now, alcohol and lifting heavy things was a stupid idea. He stumbled a bit but still kept a general forward motion.]
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Now, put your little toy gun down and get the ☠☠☠☠ out of my way.
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And I don't think a sorry sack of horse shit like you has the testicular fortitude needed to meet ME in MY WORLD!
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[☠☠☠☠, the car door was heavy. He dropped it. Now just walking forward. It was like a slow, stupid, game of chicken.]
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Solly has no objections to shooting at maggots like this.-
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The rocket would knock The Captain off his feet and make him tumble a bit. There was a grunt, a groan, and the man slowly stood back up. Glaring at the man with the rockets. His clothes were torn and scorched. But his body was intact and unharmed.
That had hurt like a ☠☠☠☠ though.]
That's it ☠☠☠☠. I am going to make you give a ☠☠☠☠ to your own gun...
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HEY PYRO! Look at this horse fucker. Took a rocket right to the torso and he's still alive.
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[Well, The Captain might be exhaggerating right there. He didn't have the superpowers to really do much more than a typical guy.]