RED Pyro (Mori Momo) (
notintehkitchen) wrote2011-09-17 11:05 pm
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[Action][Night after the end of the event.]
[Pyro has taken her leave and has told no one where she might be off to. She knew it was better that way. It was time to get away from those she cared about before she lost the tiny bit of sanity that was still keeping her at bay from lighting anything she saw on fire. Wearing her full uniform, the woman breathed in out deeply through her mask as she pressed down on the handle to the flamethrower and let the fire come out freely. It was like the sensation of eating or smoking cigarettes, but a hundred times better. To see her old friend she had been with since she was a little one was a relief.
This friend was angry at her for ignoring it and not letting it come out to play in this new world previously. It was just as curious as her. Oh, yes. She knew that. The way it spread so happily and fast on the ground near the park right now proved it. She could hear it egging her on, to go other places as the wood from the swings crackled and turned black.
It had been a long time, hadn't it? When was the last time she felt free to use her flamethrower? Certainly not in this place. No, in a world with a faulty respawn system she could injure allies and really kill them.
It was all a pain. A nuisance. Did she have to behave? Maybe it was worth being punished, she broke the rules back home... why should she be 'good' here?
As she ran off in another direction, her flames swallowed up everything in it's path. The beautiful flowers quickly burnt away, the building that Pyro called her workplace had met it's destruction next. Firefighter had not been as good as word as she had thought it been. Had she been so stupid as to think she could have a job where she got paid to cause fires in Paradise? They only wanted her to put them out. They wanted her to hurt the thing she loved most. It made her want to cry...
Within a few hours, a large section of the city would be glowing an orange color. If one listened closely enough; through the flames, they might hear the maniacal laughter of a person inside.]
This friend was angry at her for ignoring it and not letting it come out to play in this new world previously. It was just as curious as her. Oh, yes. She knew that. The way it spread so happily and fast on the ground near the park right now proved it. She could hear it egging her on, to go other places as the wood from the swings crackled and turned black.
It had been a long time, hadn't it? When was the last time she felt free to use her flamethrower? Certainly not in this place. No, in a world with a faulty respawn system she could injure allies and really kill them.
It was all a pain. A nuisance. Did she have to behave? Maybe it was worth being punished, she broke the rules back home... why should she be 'good' here?
As she ran off in another direction, her flames swallowed up everything in it's path. The beautiful flowers quickly burnt away, the building that Pyro called her workplace had met it's destruction next. Firefighter had not been as good as word as she had thought it been. Had she been so stupid as to think she could have a job where she got paid to cause fires in Paradise? They only wanted her to put them out. They wanted her to hurt the thing she loved most. It made her want to cry...
Within a few hours, a large section of the city would be glowing an orange color. If one listened closely enough; through the flames, they might hear the maniacal laughter of a person inside.]
[Action] Pyro has a self-proclaimed hypno-ass.
[Pyro! Isn't this helping a BLU too much? If you put some weight on him and he actually continues being a bushman in Paradise, won't he gain muscle? He might be able to beat you in a physical fight.]
I got told to be more Japanese by mother and father.
.. And before you ask, it has nothing to do with being a geisha, samurai, ninja, kamikaze or doing karate.
[That was all the stereotypes she could think of at the moment.]
Or killing Godzilla. I swear, if I have to answer one more Godzilla question...
Anyways, you shouldn't worry about being what somebody else wants you to be. It's a waste of time and you won't be any happier. Just do what you want to do.
[Finishing up the food, she offered him a bowl with bacon mixed in.]
[Action] I like how they fight and then share secrets and then fight and share secrets...
Doesn't Godzilla breathe fire? Seems roight up your alley.
*Yes he's teasing you.*
Why do you think I'm a Sniper for BLU instead of back home wrestling crocodiles with my barehands an' impressing my girl?
*Wait.. what did he say? Nevermind all that. He looks down at the bowl.*
American's really eat this?
[Action] It's because they are both TSUNDERE.
[After eating a few bites out of her own bowl, she elbowed him lightly.]
I'm not the one with the sharp teeth.
[Annnnnnnd, hold up. She almost choked on her noodles there.]
Of cour--You have a wife?
[Action] It makes them so lovable. <3
That's not 'alf bad.
*He groans and glares over at her.*
I almost did once. Didn't work out.
*Every line in his body is screaming DON'T ASK ANYTHING ELSE ABOUT IT.*
[Action] I'M NOT DOING THIS BECAUSE I LIKE YOU OR ANYTHING, MR. HAWK. xD;
I'm a good cook!
[She really wants to ask if his lady saw him piss in a jar or something and ran away but she'll resist that.]
What happened?
[Action] And he's totally not tolerating you because he's kind of fond of you. NOT OF JELL-O THOUGH.
She found someone better. More loike Saxton Hale. Weren't engaged that long anyway.
Least she didn't leave me at the alter.
*He shrugs and concentrates on his food. Congrats Pyro, you're the first person he's ever told that. Normally he wouldn't but he's still sort of tipsy and the food and Jell-O have thrown him off guard.*
[Action] Awwwh, how sweet. He wants to adopt her~
[Is she one of the only women in the world that doesn't find those type of men sexy? Urgh, they're too muscly and she isn't digging the mustache.]
If she had, you should of used that rifle on her.
[Action] .... mebbe
I'm not gonna shoot her, Pyro....
Can we talk about something else?
[Action] I think this is about as cute as it gets before Pyro ends up running away herself.
Setting her dish in the sink, Pyro looked up at him and sighed.]
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I'm...?
[Poking her fingertips together, she tried to find the correct words to say but she didn't know how to verbally comfort someone. The only one she ever comforted was Jell-O when he got hurt (he loved to fake it to get attention from Pyro Mama) and it involved hugging him and one other thing.
..
That it looked like Sniper was going to see.]
You're no Jell-O, but... this is correct, yes?
[This would be a good time to dodge if you don't want Pyro to stand up on her tip toes and kiss you on the cheek all very awkward like.]
[Action] Adorable thread is adorable.
LOOK. FEELINGS! He actually has them.*
It's okay. Was a long time ago.
[Action] IT IS ADORABLE ;-;
... Doesn't mean it still isn't a shitty situation for you.
[She knows she's more compassionate then she should be to any human. Being in Paradise has made her unusually soft.]
There's tons of girls here though, maybe I can introduce you to one?
[Someone is offering to play matchmaker for you and there is an evil glint in her eye.]
[Action] They both need all the hugs.
*More importantly what if he was the one that got left behind.*
I'm foine. Don't worry about it. Eat your bacon.
*Eat more and stop making him think about things.*
[Action] Social awkwardness is the most adorable thing ever.
Frowning, she squatted to the ground and wrapped her arms around her knees.]
You're not allowed to. I... Jell-O would be sad.
[Nice trying not to be too nice there, Pyro.]
Who would he have to bother if he didn't have you? He'd be heartbroken.
[She's more talking about herself then Jell-O, but she just doesn't have the courage to say she would be sad.]
[Action] Oh Pyro. You're breaking my heart! D:
If I vanish he can have all 'f my stuff t' remember me by. He can make a nice bed out of my hat.
He'll be even sadder I'm gone once he gets t' taste the barbecue ribs I can make.
*Yes, he just offered to cook something for you Pyro.*
[Action] x3 What's sad is if they remember when they get home, they have to kill each other still xD
[She perks up slightly at the mention of barbecue. When it comes to food, Pyro is just like a dog. One moment she can look totally depressed and the next second extremely happy.
She's probably bipolar.]Then you can't go away!
[What would the Head Bitch say if she saw ANOTHER RED and BLU getting along together like this? Cross-fraction friendships were prohibited.]
[Action] Sniper would bring her bacon for everytime he headshot her.
I don't think it's up t' me. But I'm not goin' anywhere yet.
*She'd be horrified. But maybe they'd get some cool hats or weapons out of it.*
[Action] Thats their ver. of romance also 4 u http://youtu.be/sS55_BW_YME
Good enough.
[No one loves ridiculous hats as much as Pyro... or just ridiculous ANYTHING in general. Her weapons sure match her personality. Even the backburner is cute.]
[Action] omg. That is the best video ever. I like Sniper's a party of one.
Hn. Just make sure he doesn't try t' eat me. Hate for his heartbreak to start early.
[Action] I laughed so hard at that. 8D
I wouldn't eat you! You're too skinny and I'm not a cannibal.
[She meant 'he' but she's slipping here as she nuzzles his legs. Really, she won't stop unless you tell her to.]
[Action] Just him and some headshots. Best party ever. Oh and coffee is invited
*He tries to shuffle t' the side.*
You can let go 'f me now.
[Action] SOUNDS LIKE WHAT HE ALWAYS DOES, SNIPER YOU CRAZY PARTY ANIMAL.
Sorry, I just felt happy.
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It's been awhile.
[The burning rampage earlier helped too.]
[Action] He really needs to cut back a little. It's getting intense up in that sniper hide
*He doesn't hate her, but he still doesn't want to be touched. By anyone.
Ever.*
[Action] All those crazy nights drinking decaf coffee.
[She's not good at keeping her hands to herself once she thinks someone is her friend. Engineer at home used to get tackled hugged all the time.]
[Action] And smoking. Man, he's really a party animal.
*Aside from having to be a janitor..*
[Action] I think smoking and having parents that don't understand them are what they have in common.
[Pulling a cigarette out of her pocket, she snaps her fingers together and lights up.]
[Action] Pretty much. And they both like BBQ. Don't forget that.
[Action] Everyone likes BBQ in the TF2 world?
[Action] Probably reminds them of the battlefield
[Action] :3 I think so.
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[Action] I wonder how much they actually make kinda always assumed hundreds of thousands a year. xD
[Action] I'm assuming about that much. Enough that they could all buy their own private islands
[Action] In the 60's that was like millions /looking at inflation xD
[Action] BTW, that land rover his camper is on? In 1960 cost $6,000. you could buy 3 Cadillacs
[Action] Sniper is big pimpin with dat land rover. Pyro has a Harley. Woman+motorcycle+60's=whut.
[Action] He doesn't get why everyone hates it. They probably just can't afford it.
[Actions] Haters are gonna hate.
[Actions] They see him rollin', they hatin'.
[Action] ...xD;; And throwin' jars, good reason to hate.
[Action] Hush you.
[Action] /hushes T_T;;;
[Action] good girl.
[Action] /is a good girl~ Fff, btw do you have some sort of messenger? Like gmail or something?
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