Normandy FOR THE WIN!
- Thread starter Dorian
- Start date
Recommended Videos
This is my setup
Class: Pyro
Primary Weapon: Backburner
Secondary Weapon: Flare Gun
Melee Weapon: Fire Axe
Primary Weapon: Backburner
Secondary Weapon: Flare Gun
Melee Weapon: Fire Axe
Class:Engineer.
Primary weapon:Shotgun.
Secondary weapon
istol.
Melee weapon:Wrench.
Am I accepted? or have you started.
Primary weapon:Shotgun.
Secondary weapon
istol.Melee weapon:Wrench.
Am I accepted? or have you started.
Shapsters: Scout
Deadlock Radium: Pyro
AgDr_ODST: Demoman
CounterAttack: Heavy
SteakHeart: Engineer
SamuelT: Sniper
Xandus117: Spy
Deadlock Radium: Pyro
AgDr_ODST: Demoman
CounterAttack: Heavy
SteakHeart: Engineer
SamuelT: Sniper
Xandus117: Spy
Excitednuke: Soldier
Portal Maniac: Pyro
Angus Young: Heavy
lycanthrope321: Engineer
Code Monkey: Medic
IdealistCommie: Sniper
Pure Static: Spy
Portal Maniac: Pyro
Angus Young: Heavy
lycanthrope321: Engineer
Code Monkey: Medic
IdealistCommie: Sniper
Pure Static: Spy
How convenient!
Even teams of 7!
We shall start later today. Mostly because it's rather difficult to type up an OP for this thing in school =__=
[HEADING=2]Attention! Prepare to attack the BLU team![/HEADING]
...Is what the announcer said over the mysteriously-ever-present intercom system, which managaed to follow the group through the most untamed wilderness and long-deserted buildings. There were seven people in the locker room today. And at the end of the day, seven would remain standing.
But today...... their briefcase was on the line.
[HEADING=2]Attention! Prepare to attack the RED team![/HEADING]
...Is what the announcer said over the mysteriously-ever-present intercom system, which managaed to follow the group through the most untamed wilderness and long-deserted buildings. There were seven people in the locker room today. And at the end of the day, seven would remain standing.
But today...... their briefcase was on the line.
Right before the assault, the Pyro looked around the room. Six other people were in it with him. A WWII vet who hadn't quite unenlisted yet, a fat Russian guy with a more-than-likely illegal minigun at his side, some short Texan with a wrench that would likely smash bones of anyone feeble-minded enough to touch his toys, some insane ex-Nazi that must think needles and saws make him a doctor, an Australian with a knife nearly as long as he is tall, and a cigarette-reeking Frenchman that played with his knife a bit too much.
The Pyro stared at them with his soulless, lusterless eye lenses.
They would all burn well.
...Is what the announcer said over the mysteriously-ever-present intercom system, which managaed to follow the group through the most untamed wilderness and long-deserted buildings. There were seven people in the locker room today. And at the end of the day, seven would remain standing.
But today...... their briefcase was on the line.
[HEADING=2]Attention! Prepare to attack the RED team![/HEADING]
...Is what the announcer said over the mysteriously-ever-present intercom system, which managaed to follow the group through the most untamed wilderness and long-deserted buildings. There were seven people in the locker room today. And at the end of the day, seven would remain standing.
But today...... their briefcase was on the line.
Right before the assault, the Pyro looked around the room. Six other people were in it with him. A WWII vet who hadn't quite unenlisted yet, a fat Russian guy with a more-than-likely illegal minigun at his side, some short Texan with a wrench that would likely smash bones of anyone feeble-minded enough to touch his toys, some insane ex-Nazi that must think needles and saws make him a doctor, an Australian with a knife nearly as long as he is tall, and a cigarette-reeking Frenchman that played with his knife a bit too much.
The Pyro stared at them with his soulless, lusterless eye lenses.
They would all burn well.
RED
The Engineer was sitting, strumming "Sombody Else's Song" on a guitar, when he heard the announcement.
"Hot hickory smoked bacon on the griddle!" he shouted, and cocked his shotgun, a lvl 1 sentry at his side clicking to life. "That briefcase ain't gonna protect itself!"
The Engineer was sitting, strumming "Sombody Else's Song" on a guitar, when he heard the announcement.
"Hot hickory smoked bacon on the griddle!" he shouted, and cocked his shotgun, a lvl 1 sentry at his side clicking to life. "That briefcase ain't gonna protect itself!"