A Rp Blog For TF2 Oc's

Kass Berlitz
(Medic)

Aimé Foer
(Spy)

Artis Baker
(Sniper)

Richard Knight
(Heavy)

Sassy Foer
(Demoman)

Zane Sallow
(Scout)

  • Question: "Artis, I vanted to apologize for zhe other day. I vasn't thinking straight und... I shouldn't have been so forvard. I realize I probably made you uncomfortable.." Luitger let you a long breath, rubbing the back of his head. "I vould.. still like to have you on zhe hunting trip if you're still feeling up to it. Zhat Engineer finally figured out how to teleport cars.." - snipingmedicine
  • Answer:

    snipingmedicine:

    redtroopno3825:

    Artis looked up, setting down his kukri and sharpening stone “You were under one of those weird curses, I’ve had my share too…” he was quiet for a moment before shaking his head “I’m fine, that sort of thing don’t panic me anymore, I’m still up fer the camping trip, been lookin’ forward to it actually” he added with a smile.

    "Ah. Gut…" The German Sniper inwardly let out a sigh of relief. He’d been worried that he’d scared off one of the few people he actually, genuinely liked around here and it had been troubling him ever since the curse had worn off.

    "You said you vould be ordering vinter clothes from your magazine. Have zhey come in yet? Or are you still deciding? Vinter hunts can tricky vithout zhe right clothes."

    "Actually I had them made, they should be done soon, everything else is already on it’s way I paid fer the quick shipping" he answered nodding. "I should be ready by tomorrow"

Source: redtroopno3825

  • Question: "Artis, I vanted to apologize for zhe other day. I vasn't thinking straight und... I shouldn't have been so forvard. I realize I probably made you uncomfortable.." Luitger let you a long breath, rubbing the back of his head. "I vould.. still like to have you on zhe hunting trip if you're still feeling up to it. Zhat Engineer finally figured out how to teleport cars.." - snipingmedicine
  • Answer:

    Artis looked up, setting down his kukri and sharpening stone “You were under one of those weird curses, I’ve had my share too…” he was quiet for a moment before shaking his head “I’m fine, that sort of thing don’t panic me anymore, I’m still up fer the camping trip, been lookin’ forward to it actually” he added with a smile.

  • Me: I love horror games!
  • Me: *continues to watch hundreds of Horror Game playthroughs on youtube with the sound low and the lights on and doesn't play a single one of them.*
Source: phemiec

  • Question: Aimé looked over the paper from Headquarters with pursed lips, a new administrator? He knew his team could be a little chaotic but did they really need to be watched so much more closely? Well, regardless as the team's supervisor he had to meet with this administrator to get her up to date on the various projects, battle stats and whatnot, thankfully he had gotten far better with paperwork. Carrying a folder under his arm he made his way inside the building the directions had led him. - redtroopno3825
  • Answer:

    administration-co:

    administration-co:

    The admin taking up the new recruits mind sat patiently at her desk; glass of wine in her left hand and a smile curling the corners of her lips. One more base, more Mercinaries under her wasteful eyes and the more she could pat herself on the back for being able to manage them all. Not by herself of course. Her assistant kept the files in order while Avgustus aided in keeping her men and women in line. A neat little team the three of them made and they worked well, all under the admins watchful eyes.

    Within the minister behind her desk, Mama could see Aimé approaching her large door and sent her body guard off. No need to make the new comer feel intimidated, however she kept Laura by her side. She might be needed after all. Once the ex spy came to the door, Mama called warmly for him to enter.

    He sat down thanking her quietly before looking over at the other woman in the room, glancing over her briefly making numerous mental notes before turning back to the woman in front of him to do the same giving a slight hum of agreement nodding. “I reported to Helen at first, zen for a while we didn’t really ‘ave an administrator, I dealt wiz ze team’s teams myself for quite some time until just recently” he replied.

    ———————————————————————————————————-

    Of course. The amount of bases Helen had been dropping as of late was astonishing- but why this one? “Well then hopefully you will have an easier time with your fellow teammates now with your base under proper management.” The admin responded with a smile.

    "My name is Matilda Mavric- Ma’am or Mama for short if you’d please." She continued. "The woman beside me is Miss Patrics, my assistant. She will be keeping tabs on your base for me; any future questions after this as well as issues and what not can be directed to her. Now-" Mama cleared her throat. Good, introductions were through and the need to appear completely polite dropped. There was no point to try if she was going to practically interrogated the spy before her.

    "-What exactly happened to cause your team to drop its alignment with Helen?"

    ________________________________________________________________

    Let’s ‘ope' Aime thought to himself nodding politely to Miss Patric when she was introduced, he never liked the idea of being kept tabs on, it was the whole reason he had been so eager to get out of the prison system, even upon release parole could be such a pain, at least if they kept operating as is there wouldn't be much need for check-ins or anything of the sort. At the question about Helen he frowned.

    "To be ‘onest I don’t know, all of a sudden some detective shows up at our base telling me zat I and our Medic are under arrest, apparently Helen had contacted zis man telling ‘im zat I waz back into thieving and Kass waz wanted for war crimes, but almost az soon az we were in custody the charges were mysteriously dropped" he explained figuring it was best to leave out the part of the high speed chase, the game of chicken that ended disastrously not to mention the numerous policemen who had been injured chasing after Kass.

    "I thought per’aps et waz some sort of reminder, some power play so we would never zink of leaving before our contracts were up but  et makes no sense since we ‘ad no intention of doing anyzing of ze sort" he added removing his cigarette case from his jacket pocket. "Iz it all right ef I smoke?" he asked politely.not wanting to impose on the woman who had been nothing but polite.

Source: administration-co

Text

slimy-yet-satisfying:

So. Who’s getting married? Who’s dead? Who’s pregnant? Give me all ze juicy details.

Kass and I were arrested after a ‘igh speed chase zat ended in a crash, we were apparently both framed

Source: slimy-yet-satisfying

  • Question: "Hey Luitger... you all roight? You look a bit flushed" - redtroopno3825
  • Answer:

    snipingmedicine:

    redtroopno3825:

    snipingmedicine:

    redtroopno3825:

    snipingmedicine:

    snipingmedicine:

    "Nein, I’m fine. Really. I vouldn’t… Come closer if I vere you. I’m…. I’m sick! Ja, zhat’s it… I zhink it might be catching…" Luitger wet his lips, his breathing a little heavy as he loosened his collar.

    "Did…. Did you vant somezhing? Because I could try to do you- somezhing to help! I could try to somezhing to help.. If you needed help.."

    This was going down hill quickly.

    "Nein…. Vell… Ja.. There is somezhing, but I don’t think…. I don’t think it vould be appropriate… I… I should stop.." Luitger stared down at his boots, glancing up at the other sniper. He worried his lip between his teeth a moment.

    "I should probably just go before I do somezhing I might regret…"

    "If I can help I’d loike to do so, you can tell me, I ain’t gonna laugh I promise" Artis replied.

    Luitger took several steps closer to Artis, wetting his lips again. There were so many things he wanted right now, but most of them would complicate matters and lead to a lot of regret.

    Still, he was starting to shake as his skin continued to heat and anything, anything at all would be appreciated.

    "…You do know vhat I mean by help, right?"

    Artis took a hesitant step back with Luitger approached, mostly out of force of habit then anything else. “Uh… I dunno, will this ‘help’ fix wot’s wrong?” he asked.

    Artis’s hesitance hit Luitger like a slap to the face. What was he doing? Asking a someone he’d only just made friends with to sleep with him? The German quickly backed up as well, giving Artis space.

    "I don’t know.. Just… forget I ever said anything. This vas a stupid idea zhat vould probably just lead to problems.." Luitger pushed up his glasses and rubbed his eyes. "I apologize for being so forvard. I should probably just go.."

    Artis rubbed the back of his neck anxiously “Listen, I mean if it’ll help you out I’m open to the idea but… well I just don’t want things to get, complicated, I don’t wanna be thought of as takin’ advantage”

Source: snipingmedicine

  • Question: "Hey Luitger... you all roight? You look a bit flushed" - redtroopno3825
  • Answer:

    snipingmedicine:

    redtroopno3825:

    snipingmedicine:

    snipingmedicine:

    "Nein, I’m fine. Really. I vouldn’t… Come closer if I vere you. I’m…. I’m sick! Ja, zhat’s it… I zhink it might be catching…" Luitger wet his lips, his breathing a little heavy as he loosened his collar.

    "Did…. Did you vant somezhing? Because I could try to do you- somezhing to help! I could try to somezhing to help.. If you needed help.."

    This was going down hill quickly.

    "Nein…. Vell… Ja.. There is somezhing, but I don’t think…. I don’t think it vould be appropriate… I… I should stop.." Luitger stared down at his boots, glancing up at the other sniper. He worried his lip between his teeth a moment.

    "I should probably just go before I do somezhing I might regret…"

    "If I can help I’d loike to do so, you can tell me, I ain’t gonna laugh I promise" Artis replied.

    Luitger took several steps closer to Artis, wetting his lips again. There were so many things he wanted right now, but most of them would complicate matters and lead to a lot of regret.

    Still, he was starting to shake as his skin continued to heat and anything, anything at all would be appreciated.

    "…You do know vhat I mean by help, right?"

    Artis took a hesitant step back with Luitger approached, mostly out of force of habit then anything else. “Uh… I dunno, will this ‘help’ fix wot’s wrong?” he asked.

Source: snipingmedicine

Text

"So the charges were dropped?" Zane asked setting a mug of tea in front of Aimé who was smoking a cigarette.

"Oui, I don’t know ze reason be’ind et all but et may ‘ave been a reminder of what could ‘appen ef we cross ze Adminstration, but I can’t imagine what Kass or I could ‘ave done to deserve such a reminder, I didn’t even know Kass waz involved wiz any war crimes" he replied flicking a bit of ash into the nearby tray.

"So wot’s the plan now?" Zane asked sitting down across from him.

"First zings first I will ‘ave to get inside ze ‘ospital wiz Kass’s medigun so I can ‘eal ‘im enough to bring ‘im ‘ome, last zing I need iz Bosko to come looking for ‘im only to find out what ‘appened and blame me" Aimé sighed shaking his head, making a few notes in his small notebook near his free hand.

Zane took a sip of tea watching as he made his notes “Must’ve been some crash then huh? That Zenigata bloke is determined”

The Frenchman scoffed rolling his eyes “More like a massive pain in ze ass, at least ze detective ‘o arrested me ze first time waz a little more capable, ze idiot even ‘ad ze nerve to blame /me/ for getting in zat crash in ze first place! I ‘ave never been so insulted in my life, I ‘ave ‘alf a mind to talk to ‘is superior” he said finally taking a sip of tea, pausing a moment before adding a bit of honey stirring as he spoke.

"I figured out the room Kass iz staying in, I’m nearly prepared to leave tonight, I just need you to drive"

Zane hummed simply nodding “I can do that, let’s just hope we don’t draw that detective’s eye again”

"Tch" Aimé clicked his tongue in disgust "I’m just glad ‘e ‘as no excuse to be around any longer" he answered.

  • Question: "Hey Luitger... you all roight? You look a bit flushed" - redtroopno3825
  • Answer:

    snipingmedicine:

    redtroopno3825:

    snipingmedicine:

    redtroopno3825:

    snipingmedicine:

    "Nein, I’m fine. Really. I vouldn’t… Come closer if I vere you. I’m…. I’m sick! Ja, zhat’s it… I zhink it might be catching…" Luitger wet his lips, his breathing a little heavy as he loosened his collar.

    "Did…. Did you vant somezhing? Because I could try to do you- somezhing to help! I could try to somezhing to help.. If you needed help.."

    This was going down hill quickly.

    "Warm? Nah, I don’t feel warm, actually a rather noice day out surprisingly" he replied reaching out to press the back of his hand against his forehead concerned at how red Luitger’s face looked.

    "You sure you’re all roight?"

    Luitger bit his lip and clenched his fists, swallowing thickly. Artis’s hand felt wonderful against his heated skin, but he could hardly say as much. This wasn’t supposed to be happening..

    "Nein, I’m nicht actually sick.. It vas a greyface… I’m… In vhat you might call… ‘in heat’… so I’m rather uncomfortable.. And it does seem to be spreading so I vould distance yourself…”

    He removed his hand at the explanation with a simple “Oh” taking a few steps back to be safe not wanting to aggravate the curse.

    "Um… is there anythin’ I can do to help?" he asked

    "Nein…. Vell… Ja.. There is somezhing, but I don’t think…. I don’t think it vould be appropriate… I… I should stop.." Luitger stared down at his boots, glancing up at the other sniper. He worried his lip between his teeth a moment.

    "I should probably just go before I do somezhing I might regret…"

    "If I can help I’d loike to do so, you can tell me, I ain’t gonna laugh I promise" Artis replied.

Source: snipingmedicine

  • Question: "Hey Luitger... you all roight? You look a bit flushed" - redtroopno3825
  • Answer:

    snipingmedicine:

    redtroopno3825:

    snipingmedicine:

    "Nein, I’m fine. Really. I vouldn’t… Come closer if I vere you. I’m…. I’m sick! Ja, zhat’s it… I zhink it might be catching…" Luitger wet his lips, his breathing a little heavy as he loosened his collar.

    "Did…. Did you vant somezhing? Because I could try to do you- somezhing to help! I could try to somezhing to help.. If you needed help.."

    This was going down hill quickly.

    "Warm? Nah, I don’t feel warm, actually a rather noice day out surprisingly" he replied reaching out to press the back of his hand against his forehead concerned at how red Luitger’s face looked.

    "You sure you’re all roight?"

    Luitger bit his lip and clenched his fists, swallowing thickly. Artis’s hand felt wonderful against his heated skin, but he could hardly say as much. This wasn’t supposed to be happening..

    "Nein, I’m nicht actually sick.. It vas a greyface… I’m… In vhat you might call… ‘in heat’… so I’m rather uncomfortable.. And it does seem to be spreading so I vould distance yourself…”

    He removed his hand at the explanation with a simple “Oh” taking a few steps back to be safe not wanting to aggravate the curse.

    "Um… is there anythin’ I can do to help?" he asked

Source: snipingmedicine