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notintehkitchen[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] Don't expect to be invited over for additional sleepovers after this...
Date: 2011-09-20 11:17 pm (UTC)*He pushes her away and tries to escape.*
[Action] XD Oh, dear.
Date: 2011-09-20 11:22 pm (UTC)Jell-O! W-wait!
[And he's not going to obey Pyro Mama. Latching a sticky tentacle around one of Sniper's ankles, it refuses to let go.]
[Action] Oh Jell-O. This is why we can't have nice things..
Date: 2011-09-20 11:25 pm (UTC)Get this blasted thing off me!
*He thrashes about, kicking at the thing with his other leg and wondering if he can drag himself over to where his knife is.*
[Action] He gets nervous when things try to hurt Pyro...
Date: 2011-09-20 11:37 pm (UTC)[Placing her hands in a stopping motion, she glared up at him.]
The more you move, the more nervous he will get. He most likely thinks you're going to hurt me.
[Whistling at Jell-O, she attempts once more to see if she can get his attention. It seems to be failing. Once Pyro is threatened it refuses to stop unless it feels no more threat.]
Just tell him you won't hurt me, be honest. He'll understand.
[She says this entirely serious, as if the green blob will cease it's attack.
By the way, at this point in time? Sniper might be feeling slimy goo sink into his pant leg.]]
[Action] Well, on the positive side they're not talking about sex anymore. Not that Pyro ever was...
Date: 2011-09-20 11:41 pm (UTC)*He growls as the thing oozes all over him.*
Get it off me or I'll cut it off.
Re: [Action] Well, on the positive side they're not talking about sex anymore. Not that Pyro ever wa
Date: 2011-09-21 12:29 am (UTC)[Going over to Jell-O on his ankle, Pyro grabs hold of his other tentacles and give one huge tug. There's an extremely high-pitched squeak as Jell-O releases his grip on Sniper. Pyro watches him get out of her own grasp through the thick layer of mucus covering her hands. With a huge splat, he flings onto a nearby wall.]
We were friends!
[Friends.
She just said friends, to a BLU.]
[Action]
Date: 2011-09-21 12:44 am (UTC)*He likes his personal bubble. He grimaces as Jello-O splatters into the wall and slides down. That's going to stain forever.
He'll ignore the fact that he just confirmed what she said about being friends.*
[Action] No, just her mun wants her to. /shot
Date: 2011-09-21 12:51 am (UTC)[Stop. Mentioning. Engineer. Pyro.
Spoiler: Alcohol is like truth serum to her.]
You know.
Just because you're sexy doesn't mean I want to kiss you or anything.
[Action] He's gonna pass out from all this brain breaking. Even Jell-O won't want it.
Date: 2011-09-21 01:01 am (UTC)*He woozily gets himself into a sitting position. His ankle is covered in slime and he doesn't want to touch it. Ick.*
I'm what.
*So staring at her. He's never been called that before in his life, especially not by a RED.*
Don't try it. Or I really will hurt you. I mean it.
[Action] I dunno, he hasn't had any people brains lately. >3
Date: 2011-09-21 01:16 am (UTC)[Crossing her arms and sticking out her tongue, her retaliation is to act like a child.]
Like I would ever kiss you. I'd do better kissing an ashtray.
[Pyro smokes her fair share too, but she doesn't think she can compete with Sniper.]
Sorry for complimenting you. Jeez, you're worse than a woman.
[...
Pyro, are you forgetting your own gender again?]
[Action] D:
Date: 2011-09-21 01:19 am (UTC)Jus' letting you know.
*He arches an eyebrow at that.*
What's that supposed t' even mean?
[Action] /pats Someday someone will scold Pyro for eating habits... besides Medic.
Date: 2011-09-21 01:24 am (UTC)I'm so hurt.
[Walking over towards the kitchen, Pyro instantly starts raiding his kitchen for cooking utensils and pans. Nothing is better then cooking when you're somewhat drunk.]
I want bacon and macaroni & cheese.
[She's ignoring your question. If there is one thing she knows everybody likes it is food.]
[Action] Someday Sniper won't act like such an ass. WE CAN DREAM.
Date: 2011-09-21 01:31 am (UTC)*Looks like someone is going to be introduced to the glory of mac & cheese. He staggers to his feet and follows her into the kitchen. Guess he already forgot he was frantically pushing her away mere seconds before.
But before he does he throws a couch cushion at Jell-O. Pinning the dumb thing underneath it.*
[Action] Someday Pyro will give him her ass and not have an ass and whut.
Date: 2011-09-21 01:41 am (UTC)You've never had Mac & Cheese? Americans make the best food. I learned that from Engineer!
[Here we have a very unusual type of foreigner. A Japanese girl who is admitting to things from outside of Japan being superior.]
Aaah, if there is one thing I miss most about home it's barbecuing everyday and eating bacon sandwiches!
[One had to wonder what was more important to her. Fire or food?]
Hey, wouldn't it be neat if all the houses were made out of cookies? Like that one story... or maybe it was cakes or something, but it'd still be delicious!
[It was food.]
[Action] Take some deep breaths. Deep
Date: 2011-09-21 01:46 am (UTC)*That's partially to blame for how skinny he is.*
You could barbecue here everyday if you wanted. You'd get sick 'f it after a while though. I think it was cookies, and if that was true we'd be infested with ants an' it would melt in the rain.
I wouldn't be opposed t' having a wall made 'f coffee cake though.
*Yeah there's some food he likes.*
[Action] Sniper should go look in her suit, he'd get sucked in. ITS A BLACK HOLE.
Date: 2011-09-21 03:12 am (UTC)[Now you're not sexy anymore. :(]
Oooh, but Mr. Hawk! You're wrong. I wouldn't get sick of barbecue there is so many things you can make!
[With a drunken frolic over to her suit on the ground, Pyro pulls out a box of noodles. a brick of cheese (ew gross, how long has that cheese been in there?), a stick of butter and a small carton of milk.]
I think I have everything.
[Action] He's a bit frightened of that thing now.
Date: 2011-09-21 03:38 am (UTC)You're carrying milk around in your suit? That's...
*Really gross. But he's not going to say that right now in case she decides to sick the little blob on him again.*
[Action] He should be. Pyro is magical. i hate u enter button k
Date: 2011-09-21 03:49 am (UTC)[She replied back as if that was the problem and not that it was really STRANGE.]
I wanted to make you something that would be good for you.
[By good, she means "makes you fat.' Skinny Sniper needs fat on his body.
As she brought over all the ingredients and began to prepare the meal, something came to her.]
Hey, how tall are you?
[Action] She really is. She's not fat, she's just wearing a black hole around her middle.
Date: 2011-09-21 04:04 am (UTC)Cheese an' bacon are supposed t' be good for me?
*He leaned against the wall and lit up a cigarette.*
'm six foot seven.
*Turns out Australia didn't convert to the metric system till 1970. Learn something new everyday.*
[Action] And her ass. xD; I swear even in disguise that will be her dead giveaway.
Date: 2011-09-21 04:13 am (UTC)[Teasingly, she attempts to grab his side and squeeze it as if trying to search for an ounce of fat. He's lucky he is about to get saved.
Six foot seven? Holy...]
No one ever told you that you should be a basketball player, did they? I had that problem back home when I was in school. At 5'8 they thought I was a giant woman.
[Then again, she is talking about Japan.]
[Action] She has the most recognizable ass in Paradise.
Date: 2011-09-21 04:17 am (UTC)*She's a hero!*
I'm not gonna run around in shorts playin' some stupid sports game. An' no. I mostly got told I should be more Australian.
[Action] Pyro has a self-proclaimed hypno-ass.
Date: 2011-09-21 04:26 am (UTC)[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...
Date: 2011-09-21 04:30 am (UTC)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.
Date: 2011-09-21 04:40 am (UTC)[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
Date: 2011-09-21 04:46 am (UTC)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;
From:[Action] And he's totally not tolerating you because he's kind of fond of you. NOT OF JELL-O THOUGH.
From:[Action] Awwwh, how sweet. He wants to adopt her~
From:[Action] .... mebbe
From:[Action] I think this is about as cute as it gets before Pyro ends up running away herself.
From:[Action] Adorable thread is adorable.
From:[Action] IT IS ADORABLE ;-;
From:[Action] They both need all the hugs.
From:[Action] Social awkwardness is the most adorable thing ever.
From:[Action] Oh Pyro. You're breaking my heart! D:
From:[Action] x3 What's sad is if they remember when they get home, they have to kill each other still xD
From:[Action] Sniper would bring her bacon for everytime he headshot her.
From:[Action] Thats their ver. of romance also 4 u http://youtu.be/sS55_BW_YME
From:[Action] omg. That is the best video ever. I like Sniper's a party of one.
From:[Action] I laughed so hard at that. 8D
From:[Action] Just him and some headshots. Best party ever. Oh and coffee is invited
From:[Action] SOUNDS LIKE WHAT HE ALWAYS DOES, SNIPER YOU CRAZY PARTY ANIMAL.
From:[Action] He really needs to cut back a little. It's getting intense up in that sniper hide
From:[Action] All those crazy nights drinking decaf coffee.
From:[Action] And smoking. Man, he's really a party animal.
From:[Action] I think smoking and having parents that don't understand them are what they have in common.
From:[Action] Pretty much. And they both like BBQ. Don't forget that.
From:[Action] Everyone likes BBQ in the TF2 world?
From:[Action] Probably reminds them of the battlefield
From:[Action] :3 I think so.
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From:[Action] I wonder how much they actually make kinda always assumed hundreds of thousands a year. xD
From:[Action] I'm assuming about that much. Enough that they could all buy their own private islands
From:[Action] In the 60's that was like millions /looking at inflation xD
From:[Action] BTW, that land rover his camper is on? In 1960 cost $6,000. you could buy 3 Cadillacs
From:[Action] Sniper is big pimpin with dat land rover. Pyro has a Harley. Woman+motorcycle+60's=whut.
From:[Action] He doesn't get why everyone hates it. They probably just can't afford it.
From:[Actions] Haters are gonna hate.
From:[Actions] They see him rollin', they hatin'.
From:[Action] ...xD;; And throwin' jars, good reason to hate.
From:[Action] Hush you.
From:[Action] /hushes T_T;;;
From:[Action] good girl.
From:[Action] /is a good girl~ Fff, btw do you have some sort of messenger? Like gmail or something?
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