Fandom Team Fortress 2: Unorthodox Methods (Reboot)

[Blarg222]

The new RED team has earned themselves a month of spare time due to their repeated victories, but unbeknownst to our band of mercenaries, their lives are about to get turned upside down as chaos, insanity and romance rain down upon them like shards of broken dreams! Silly at times, serious at times, a roleplay that will warm your heart and keep you on the edge of your seat.

 

[Blarg222]

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[Diminium]

"MHmm." Evan mumbled to no one in particular, stretching out on the leather couch. The TV was nothing but vaudeville, Marilyn Monroe, and the occasional commercial.


"This sucks ass."


"But not as much ass as you." He smirked, referring to anybody who might be in the kitchen.

 

[Blarg222]

"Watch your mouth, unless you want a bullet in peanut sized brain!" Katrina said from the Kitchen, making herself something for lunch. Kat had been enjoying every bit of RED team's leave, and the lakeside area was welcome change of pace from sniping BLU's and pissing in jars. She exited the kitchen and made her way the couch, "What are you watching?"

 

[Diminium]

"Three Stooges." He said decidedly, finally finding a channel that wasn't boring or obnoxious. He burst out laughing as Curly tripped and fell down some stairs, landing on a petite woman.


"By the way, you couldn't be snipin' me if yah tried. I'm too fast, or..." He looked at Katrina.


"You're too slow!"


@Blarg222

 

[Deadeye]

Drake walked in, and waved at katrina and Evan then sat down to play with his lighter

 

[Silver Tongue]

A silent man walked into the room, wearing a red mask, and suit and tie. He bore no real or sympathetic expression; instead, the soft steps he made painted his personality at every possible angle. Tugging at his tie, Urbain found an armchair within reach and sat down, sighing. The aloofness of his character contributed to his marked solitude. He crossed one leg over the other casually as if he had all the time in the world. A glare sprung into his face. He eyed the room instinctively, reaching into his pocket and lighting a cigarette with pride and in a dignified manner. The cig entered a hungry mouth, because the only pass time that was every time was a good smoke.

 

[Deadeye]

"H-hello?" Drake said as urbain walked in. He waved and hoped the masked man wouldn't get annoyed at him because the spy seemed very irritable

 

[Dozeji]

(Anyone even cares about this RP?)