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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] Probably reminds them of the battlefield
Date: 2011-09-21 11:18 pm (UTC)*Though that's actually not a bad idea.*
[Action] :3 I think so.
Date: 2011-09-21 11:20 pm (UTC)[She'd just compression blast them away.]
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Date: 2011-09-21 11:28 pm (UTC)'sides, you have Jell-O t' protect you.
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Date: 2011-09-21 11:36 pm (UTC)[Placing a hand on her head, she remembered something.]
Which reminds me, I'm going to have ask Engie to make me another one. Great.
[Action]
Date: 2011-09-21 11:38 pm (UTC)... His dispenser still work here?
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Date: 2011-09-21 11:51 pm (UTC)Yes, the teleporter works as well.
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Date: 2011-09-22 12:27 am (UTC)*He's thinking more about Medic's medigun here.*
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Date: 2011-09-22 12:32 am (UTC)I can't believe I'm saying this. I didn't think in a million years I would be this close to a BLU without lighting them on fire.
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Date: 2011-09-22 12:54 am (UTC)Not loike th' administrator is here t' throw a fit about it.
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Date: 2011-09-22 01:00 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-09-22 01:01 am (UTC)*He looks the exact opposite of thrilled.*
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Date: 2011-09-22 01:05 am (UTC)If I had to choose between the two of them, I'd still take that awful man over our Head Bitch.
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Date: 2011-09-22 01:09 am (UTC)*Woman who makes them fight and is a total bitch? Or guy who will constantly harass Sniper about how un-manly he is? Both sound awful.*
On th' plus side Saxton Hale moight bring with him a load 'f new weapons. Not that he'd share, but it would be something.
[Action] /this icon forever clearly
Date: 2011-09-22 01:56 am (UTC)[She also doesn't want to FIGHT Saxton Hale herself, Christ. Pyros do not do well around Saxton Hale. Up close and W+M1ing him is about the stupidest thing she can do. She sucks with a shotgun and that's her only option not getting Saxton Hale'd punched into the sky.]
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Date: 2011-09-22 01:58 am (UTC)*Sniper doesn't have his bow, he'd be dead in about 2 seconds.*
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Date: 2011-09-22 02:06 am (UTC)[No bow? That sucks. :( That bow hits things even when you aren't aiming very good.]
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Date: 2011-09-22 02:15 am (UTC)I wouldn't be opposed t' that idea.
But seein' as she's not here it doesn't make much difference. 'Course would be nice if she was still signing our checks.
*He could use the money. The man has no jars, this is an outrage.*
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Date: 2011-09-22 02:26 am (UTC)We're more alike than I thought.
It'd give me something fun to burn.
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Date: 2011-09-22 02:27 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-09-22 02:31 am (UTC)[Action]
Date: 2011-09-22 02:34 am (UTC)*He's so practical.*
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Date: 2011-09-22 02:36 am (UTC)[You don't want to know what charity she donates to.]
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Date: 2011-09-22 02:40 am (UTC)Never pegged you for th' charitable type. When I'm not stuck here I was lookin' t' buy a new camper. Th' old one's served me well, but could do with a few upgrades.
*Also he's been killed in it a few times. Blood never washes out.*
[Action] I wonder how much they actually make kinda always assumed hundreds of thousands a year. xD
Date: 2011-09-22 02:47 am (UTC)There's nothing wrong with helping children.
[That's about the only clue you'll get Sniper unless you want to ask.]
You could buy an actual house if you wanted to.
[Action] I'm assuming about that much. Enough that they could all buy their own private islands
Date: 2011-09-22 02:50 am (UTC)[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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