Tenth Rocket Jump

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-Ladies and gentlemen, this is 849 Goldberg Street. And for those of you who are not already familiar with it, THIS is the home of the Soldier.

He is drunk. And so is muffled_noises. And they have pots on their heads.

What are they doing with pots on their heads? They are ramming each other.

Ladies and gentlemen, this is 849 Goldberg Street. And this is not unusual.-

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[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

C'mon! HIT ME HARDER!

*And despite the fact he's stumbling drunk and can't really see, he charges in Soldier's general direction.*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-And he charges as well.-

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*And there's a horribly loud CLANG as they collide. Pyro stumbles backwards and falls over, laughing his ass off before he gets back up.*

Not bad.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-Soldier is laughing as well, his pot sliding off of his head.-

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He slowly pries himself off the ground, wobbly on his feet.*

C'mon! It's not good until one of us can't get up!

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

I just tore you a new chimney, Smokey Joe! I'm not even off my feet!

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*Pyro's charging right at him again.*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-And another fantastic collision!-

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*And he manages to stay on his feet!*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-Soldier... doesn't.-

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*Pointing and laughing.*

Now what were you saying?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

THIS IS MY POT! YOU WILL NOT TAKE MY POT!

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

And if I do?

*Tempting fate there, drunk boy.*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

I'd sooner rot in the bowls of the BLU cafeteria!

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*A drunken grab for Soldier's pot.*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-SURPRISE CHARGE-

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*SURPRISE, PYRO'S FLOORED BY THAT.*

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

VICTORY IS MINE!

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*He doesn't get up, just raises his hand up and asks, in a weak voice:*

Get me another beer.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

-It's getting dropped on you from above. On your groin.-

THERE YOU GO, FLAME OF CONQUEST!

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*HRRK. Pyro makes an absolutely miserable noise and takes it weakly.*

Jackwagon.

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Chimney sweep.

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

*Drinking his beer, all sullen-like.*