Yes I actually did it. I'm not done yet though. I still have to figure out what I'm going to do with 'their' Scout. This is in here because I have a terrible plan for Spy. Check the thread in /dis/ for what I plan to do with the rest of them. (I find it so hard to refer to them as the class names). --- "I'VE GOT GOOD NEWS AND BAD NEWS." Soldier slammed his shovel down on the table and glared at his team from underneath the helmet. "THE GOOD NEWS IS THE REDS HAVE BEEN REPLACED BY COMMIE MAGGOTS. THE BAD NEWS IS THAT THE REDS HAVE BEEN REPLACED BY COMMIE MAGGOTS." There was silence for a few moments before Scout burst into laughter. "What da fuck! Are ya on somethin'?!" He cackled, holding onto the table to stop himself from falling off. "GO AND SEE FOR YOURSELVES THEN!" With Soldier's continued pressuring the team trooped onto the battlements, Sniper taking a detour to grab his rifle, and waited for the other team to make an appearance. The first thing to greet them was an over the top British accent. Sniper's eyes bugged comically as he pressed the rifle scope closer, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Dude fork ovah th' rifle I hear a girl!" Scout of course was the first one to notice the gender of the voice although it was Sniper who noticed the bouncing set of boobs attached to the other side's Sniper. She wore a short pencil skirt and a tight button up shirt that didn't even try to hide her impressive bust. The stilettos she was waving were at least two inches long, although Sniper couldn't tell without a closer look. Scout leapt for the rifle, attempting to tug it away from Sniper to get a better look at the British girl waving hello from the other side. "Get off me y' twitchy bugger." Sniper scowled but let the boy take it once he stopped jumping at him. "Fuck man she's got tits bigger than my head!" He gasped, waving back to her with a dumb look on his face. "Yer exaggeratin'. Ya weirdo." Sniper tugged his rifle back and looked back over to the woman who was now shouting towards the RED's resupply, still waving her shoes around. After a moment of shouting the RED Sniper stamped her foot and threw the shoes to the floor. She marched out of sight, prompting a wistful sigh from Scout. The Australian looked over to the rest of his team. Medic looked displeased, his mouth drawn into a tight line, Heavy seemed to be fighting back laughter and Engineer was shaking his head. The only one that actually seemed pleased about the new development was Scout. But then again, no one could tell what Pyro thought about it and Demoman seemed too drunk to actually focus on the other battlements, let alone see the woman on the other side. Soldier's scowl didn't relent, even as he turned around with a huff and stormed back into the base muttering about how 'if you did let women into a battlefield you did NOT let them wear that sort of outfit'. And in all honesty, Sniper agreed. Even if it did make for some interesting scenarios with his hand that night. Spy however, couldn't stop grinning.
I so damn don´t care how bad my art is. IF YOU WRITE MORE I DRAW YOU SOMETHING! Aww gawd. Why do i crave this so much?
One word: Hooked.
Oh God, my SIDES... I can't wait for the first encounter between Soldier and Rocket. Sweet God, I can't wait.
Goddamn you, Hybrid. Goddamn you for writing this beautiful piece of literature. I eagerly await more. I'm hoping for Soldier beating the shit out of his Commie Counterpart.
Oh. My. God. I fucking love you bro. Do I sense some hawt spyxrocket comming up? Maybe?
I apologise for Soldier's blatant racism in this section. He is a douchebag, if a fun to write one! >>2 Sounds good to me! >>6 Nnnnot saying anything! --- At precisely six o'clock the next morning, Soldier stood on the roof of the fort, bugle in hand, and trumpeted his ode to victory against the 'Commie-Nazi replacements'. He was so up in arms about the other team that he conveniently forgot about his previous hate for the Medic and Heavy on his own team. After his patriotic bugle solo he'd been about to turn around and head back in when a shout from the other side made him move his helmet out of the way to issue a signature glare. What he could only presume was the other side's Soldier standing on the RED's battlements. He was screaming and hollering in return, waving a fire axe that looked pilfered from the Pyro. With a determined grimace, Soldier slapped his helmet back down, grabbed his launcher from where he'd laid it on the floor -he never travelled without it, you never knew when those traitorous bastards would attack- and expertly rocket jumped onto the bridge separating the forts. "GET DOWN HERE YOU DISGRACE TO THE SOLDIER CLASS!" He screamed, waving the launcher around as if it was his shovel. The cheap impersonation on the other side seemed daunted for all of a moment before leaping over to join Soldier. His landing wasn't nearly as perfect as Soldier's was and that made the American laugh, throwing his chest forward and tilting his head back. The RED stormed over, right into Soldier's face, and spouted the weirdest load of gibberish Soldier had ever heard. "WHAT." He repeated himself. Soldier tilted his helmet to stare at the man that was dressed like a firefighter. Their gazes locked, both Soldier's glaring angrily at the other. "YOU REALLY ARE A PISS-FOR-SKIN COMMIE!" There was silence from the other Soldier as he seemed to be trying to translate what the BLU had said. Another torrent of Chinese flew out of his mouth but it didn't stop Soldier from exploding in his own tirade of American insults and slang. BLU Soldier threw the first punch. He was tired of listening to 'gibberish' from the copy and socked him in the jaw, causing the other man to stagger sideways. He blinked and touched his now bleeding lip before launching himself into Soldier's midriff. They were both knocked clear of the bridge roof and into the slime coated water below. The two surfaced, gasping for breath, and threw themselves at each other again. RED got in a few solid punches, winding the BLU for a few seconds, but they only prompted him to return twice as hard. A good old American style punch to the nose splattered blood across the water and the Chinese Soldier flopped backwards, unconscious. With a shout of victory Soldier swam to the sewer entrance and gazed upon his success.
Oh sweet lord, this is far more beautiful then I could have expected.
I don't think I have ever loved soldier more.
I believe I will be joining >>2 in this. Fanart-aweigh!
>>7 You know what i´m forced to do now? Looking after reference pictures for Rocket. You want to have bad art? Okay Mister you can have it! (Thank you, thank you, thank you.)
", Soldier stood on the roof of the fort, bugle in hand," I read bulge.
>>12 God fucking dammit Checkmate. (Love you)
>>12 Glad I'm not the only one
Dunno why, but this chapter didn't quite do it for me. I keep on looking at it and I don't see anything WRONG, it just feels... flat. I dunno. I guess I expected more... I don't know what I expected. I'm not saying this is bad or anything - especially since I can't even support my own case as to why I seem to think so, but this chapter just... didn't hit any sparks. Sorry, Hybrid.
>>15 Honestly don't worry about it. I will be the first to admit that I fall flat on fight scenes, especially this one.
This is what friends who are good at stuff you don't know anything about and don't mind weird questions are for! My martial-arts-trained buddy is the best when it comes to consultation for fight scenes. He's one of those super-pragmatic "hit 'em where it hurts" kind of guys, too, so he's awesome at coming up with moves that are fucking brutal.
>>17 That's a good idea, if only I was still in contact with people from my own martial arts classes.