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Team Fortress 2

It's an FPS without much of a plot, so don't feel to afraid to join in! This is a pretty good place to skim to get an idea of the characters and everything. Or you can check out Valve's website.

We're semi-literate, by the way.

The BLU Engineer gives his Dispenser one last smack with his wrench, helping her become fully built on the BLU Control Point. He leans back after his handiwork and congratulates himself out loud, "Woo-ee, that was a good job. Now we'll finally have some defense against those rowdy REDs."

He looks over, exasperated, at his ally BLU Spy. "And it's good ta see that SOMEbody is actually doing some work around here!"

Spout watches a trail of smoke escape his lips. He looks really cool and manly for a few seconds... until he lets out a violent hacking cough.
"I steel do not understand why ze Builder's League keeps sending me theese cigarettes..." he mutters under his breath.

"You know how ze command gets when we do not follow their instructions. We will probably be best if we just do as they weesh," Spout makes a face as he takes another drag, "Besides, my lungs are the least of our worries on ze battlefield."

On the other side of the map, on a control point that was decidedly redder than that of the BLU's, sat the majestic RED Heavy Weapons Bunny. Like a beached whale that blamed the water for its departure, his two eyes glared at the sky in opposite directions. The rabbit ears adorning the top of his head were the only things moving on him, being gently buffeted by the wind.

After numerous moments of silence, like a lumbering bear awaking from some deep slumber, he suddenly blinked and tightened the grip on his giant minigun. He opened his mouth wide, and suddenly bellowed, loud enough for anyone with ears to hear, "DOKTOR!!!!!"

"What in tarnation?!" Engineer said, jumping in shock from the enemy Heavy's call. After a moment, he gathered himself back up, "That came from over yonder. Y'all think that ol' Heavy boy's in trouble? This might be our opportunity..."

He trailed off, then turned to look pointedly at the Spy. "Maybe you should probably make that Heavy's lungs the least of his concern on the battlefield, too."

Without directly answering the Engineer, Spout fiddles with his watch and fades away. Briefly, a blue shimmer heads toward the RED control point before it, too, fades.

The Medic awkwardly pats the Heavy's arm -- because the Heavy's back was too high to reach -- "I... I can heal a man, but I cannot summon one from thin air. You and Sasha vill have to wait until the next encounter, I fear."