#irishcarbombdemo

[thoseblusox]

irishcarbombdemo

Paying her respects to the team captain was pretty high on the Scout's list of things to do once she had settled into her room, with a map in hand, there was no stopping her from trekking around in search for the room number of some such woman.

At various points along the way she had gotten herself mixed up, but eventually, the BLU wound up where she wanted to be.

Knocking a few times against the door and taking a step or two backward, Elliot rocked nervously back and forth on her feet, hoping to make a good impression.

#ic #starter #hydro rp #irishcarbombdemo #((Hello~!))

[constructusinterruptus]

*casually tosses the Spy a banshee costume* Care to scare some kids with us?

"Nnnh- I'll pass." Turning up his nose, Amoux picked up the costume by his thumb and forefinger. Without another word, he extended it back to her.

#irishcarbombdemo

[laddymacdeth]

Oi, chumley. Wanna go have a pint?

Ya got no idea how good that sounds right about now, Cap'n. 

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[toptroublemaker]

irishcarbombdemo SAID:

 *TOSSES SOME bunny CAKE TO HIM* IT’S KINDA BLOODY WITH RASPBERRY JAM. EAT IT.

*Stares at it.* Uh ... thank you?

#ic #irishcarbombdemo

[scottishafro]

irishcarbombdemo replied to your post:-puts some of the leftover boar meat over his eye-...

…You put your wang in a toaster, then ate a live possum.

-takes the meat off and gives her a surprised blink, followed by a suspicious squint and chin tap-

...Ah wouldn't put that past meself, honestly.

#irishcarbombdemo

[roadrunningscout]

Gwen stared at the sticky launcher she'd been assigned to start the battle with. What was she supposed do with this thing? She knew it was for blowing people up, but how did it work? The Scout took the weapon outside, inspected the triggers and pressed one.

-fwoop-

Out flew one of those infamous spiky red balls. So that's what pressing that did! Time to try the other one...

-KABOOM!-

Gwen jumped back with a startled yelp. She'd been just far enough away to not get hurt, but the explosion was loud and scary! This was the best weapon she had, though. She wasn't happy about this, but she had to suck it up and learn how to use it...

#irishcarbombdemo #Hydro battle #randomiser battle #I'm just as bad with 'em

[crocodilepuncher]

Name it "Everyone shut the hell up and get back to work!" You can nickname it "Cabbie's about to start whoopin' ass in about ten seconds".

*can't help but chuckle*

You heard her, wankers!

#koala baby names #I lol'd #irishcarbombdemo

[doovalacky]

irishcarbombdemo 

The temperature was dropping as the storm neared, Jonah realizing a bit too late that he was hardly ever prepared for such cold weather. He'd started trying to bundle up, going in search of spare blankets to pile on his new bed. He had a few of his own, but not nearly enough, it seemed. The Sniper seemed thoroughly cold-blooded and ill prepared for this type of weather. At the moment, he was searching the supply room for thicker blankets, scared pug puppy staying close to his heels as he shuffled about. Every sound spooked the animal, and Queenie whined incessantly, just as cold despite the dog-sized sweater vest she brandished. 

#irishcarbombdemo #yabbering whacker #ic #im worst at starters :- )

[arealtexan]

irishcarbombdemo replied to your post: Two grenades bounced towards the Engineer and the sound of a woman snickering could be heard just before they exploded.

Perched behind a row of sticky bombs, the Demowoman waved at the Engineer. “Howdy, slick. Guess you ain’t here to bring me cupcakes, huh?"

"Cupcakes?" He stopped in his tracks when he saw the stickybombs and backed up a step. Gritting his teeth, he leveled his gun at her. "Sorry, ma'am, but I'm here to kick your tail."

#irishcarbombdemo

[quickscoped]

Doctorskullcane, irishcarbombdemo

Oi, you two, greetings! Glad to meet'cha.

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[scottishafro]

irishcarbombdemo replied to your post:*She dropped off a nice big hunk of bunny cake with extra blood and bones (raspberry jam and carefully crafted candy cigarettes)* Here you go. Th' fur's just vanilla icin' with brown sugar on it.

"If you’re buyin’, I’m drinkin’." She folded her arms comfortably across her chest.

Popping a piece of cake , he waved a hand a little. "Ah've shtill go' plenny o-o' me own shtock lef', lass, ye--ye're welcome t'et iffen ye wan'."

#irishcarbombdemo