#Emesis Blue reference?

[tf2incorrectquotes]

Spy: I played Russian Roulette once-

Soldier: DID YOU WIN?!

Spy: ...you have no idea what Russian Roulette is, do you?

[glitteraffe-art]

russian roulette with the boys (by boys we mean detective smokesalot, new mexico's most catholic murder suspect, and a guy who will find out hell is 800,000 other people in the next five minutes)

(stock photo & quote sources under the cut):

quote from:

stock photos from:

https://knowyourmeme.com/forums/meme-research/topics/60260-hand-pointing-gun-at-screen

https://www.istockphoto.com/photo/long-barreled-revolver-with-a-black-plastic-handle-isolated-gm880976852-245339152?searchscope=image%2Cfilm

https://www.istockphoto.com/photo/hand-pointing-a-gun-at-the-target-gm516186054-88869963

https://www.shutterstock.com/image-photo/hand-holding-revolver-gun-ready-shoot-81031411

https://www.westend61.de/en/photo/PKF00085/man-holding-gun-close-up

[ao-xingyume1987]

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[9ffairs]

[flevsiel]

PLZ PLZ PLZ BELIEVE ME WHEN I SAY IT RANDOMLY GENERATED THE PERFECT USER FROM MY FRIEND LIST-😭

[zeuniqueartist]

Realized that I really am stuck in a loophole And I'll be honest I really don't think I can take much more of this

[another-delta-lover]

You can answer this if you want.

Emesis Blue robots when?

sighhh... didn't wanna draw this but. You asked twice. I had to.

(jk btw. I just missed referencing this)

[jester-pressure]

Vera has made her way out of the flooded ventilation shafts and is now in what seems to be the maintenance tunnels. She takes off her helmet and takes a breath finally being able to breath.

"Hello somewhat fresh-ish air. Missed ya" She says with a chuckle to herself. "Now where am I hmmm..."

(@innovation-security-dive-team)

She seemly is in a random hallway, its a fairly large one with two enormous windows, the room being fairly dark, and seemly to be no threats nearby. Something feels of, Captain, Do you ever think there's Someone watching? The Director keeps track on the radar, observing the captain's position with the tracker, staying out of sight, just out of view. He doesn't need to attack, all he needs is to follow the target into their camp. Not hard, not complicated. He doesn't even know why he got called for the job.

[radiantmarshmallows]

I think this is too niche for any kind of audience… but anyways mickey 17 x emesis blue(tf2)

watched Mickey 17 in the theatre yesterday, and it was the best thing ever. gotta love the unethical experiments on humans gone wrong trope.

[severedfortress]

… so… it’s eternity in there.

"..."

"In a way."

[cervianthr0py]

Deer do you respawn like the other mercs or does Cervipater have to reanimate you every time?

"No, Carnos has to resurrect me every time. It's not a bad deal"

"...I don't have to go through...whatever that machine is..."

ooc: the fact you used Latin for Carnos translating directly to "Deer Father" is EXTREMELY FUNNY and makes me think of that one vine

[trashshouldnt]

ah sweet man made horrors beyond my comprehension

[tf2heritageposts]

“it’s the voice of god you son of a bitch! and i’m coming for you!” goes insanely hard but it’s even funnier considering that wasn’t actually fritz on the phone and he was just threatening whoever was doing that

[i-give-u--art]

Average conversion

[very-accomplished-backstabber]

Would you kill James if it meant getting a vacation?

No. Haven't I killed enough of my loved ones?

[gravitytrips]

Part Four: Molded

Scout awoke in the BLU infirmary. That collar was no longer on his neck and the cloth-lined shackles had been replaced on his ankles and wrists. 

Oddly, Scout felt….fine. Like the events of the previous night never happened.

He looked down at his hands, splaying his fingers out so he could see them. To his shock, his fingernails were unbroken. Had his horrible sickness and desperation to escape been nothing but a dream? 

“Oh, so he finally wakes up. About time.” The twangy voice of the BLU Engineer said next to Scout.

Scout startled. He hadn’t realized that the Engineer had been sitting next to him.

The older man snapped the collar back onto Scout’s neck.

“Next time you go runnin’ out the base, I’ll just let ya die, y’hear?” The Engineer spoke in an irritated tone.

Scout nodded numbly. What was Engineer talking about? He hadn’t been out of his room at all last night. Scout just couldn’t keep quiet about this.

“Sir? What are you talking about? I didn’t leave my room last night.” Scout asked softly.

“Kid, what the hell’re you on about? You came runnin’ down the main hall last night, headed straight for the door. You’re lucky I pulled ya back before that collar o’ yer’s gave ya the lethal dose.”

Scout was confused. Had he been sleepwalking? Had it been a dream after all?

Scout studied the Engineer’s face. The man shifted uncomfortably, but his face remained calm. Odd.

Scout’s thoughts were interrupted by Engineer speaking again.

“Now if you’re done talkin’ nonsense, dinner’s ready. Tonight’s movie night, by the way, and doc said that I should invite you. Come if you want. The doc’ll take ya to yer room if ya don’t.”

Scout sat on the bed, puzzled.

As he slid off the bed and started after the Engineer, he couldn’t help but wonder: Just what is happening to me?

At dinner, Scout ate his pasta cautiously. He didn’t want to have a repeat of the night before. He stared at his food the whole time. Afraid to see those creepy looks again if he looked up. The BLUs chatted about how they had whipped RED in the match that day. Each gory death they described made Scout cringe.

Dinner was over quickly, and the BLU team filed out of the room and into the living room, where a movie was set up. They all chattered excitedly as they waited for someone to tell them what the movie would be.

Once the last man filed into the room, the door was shut, and strangely, locked. 

Scout sat in the corner, not wanting to agitate any of the BLUs. 

“It was th’ doc’s turn ta pick tha movie tonight, lads.” The team’s Demoman announced.

The Medic held up a stack of film reels.

“I have chosen the tapes from the testing of our beloved respawn machine.” The Medic said with a wide grin.

The BLU team cheered, seemingly ecstatic about this. Scout thought it would be boring, but he held his tongue as the team’s Heavy popped the first reel into the projector.

The words “THE RESPAWN MACHINE” splayed across the screen in a bright color and playful font. Scout was a little interested now.

All fascination Scout had drained away, along with the color in his face, as the first image appeared. A man, standing in front of the poorly-lit respawn machine. His eyes were gone. Blood ran down his face. Captions ran across the bottom of the screen, showing what the man in the film was saying. 

The BLU team all pointed at the screen and laughed like they had just seen the funniest thing in the world.

Scout’s eyes zipped around the room as the disturbing reel continued to play, and the BLU team continued to laugh. Questions bombarded Scout’s mind. What were they laughing at? What could possibly be so funny? What were they seeing that I’m not? Scout’s head spun as the disturbing images continued to play on the screen.

RED Spy paced back and forth in the rec room. The other RED mercenaries watched him as he went. Spy seemed not only worried, but terrified.

“Vhat is it, Spy? Vhat kind of danger is Scout in? You are she only vun zhat knows.” Medic inquired.

It was true, Spy did know. He had lived amongst the BLUs to do espionage while the BLU Spy was living in Medic’s fridge.

Or, well, his head was.

Anyways, his experience at BLU was what had him so worried.

“They knew I was the enemy Spy long before I realized they knew. They toyed with me, tortured my mind, then killed me. I have no doubts that they will not hesitate to do the same to Scout.”

Spy looked pointedly at Medic.

“You see docteur, while the fine people of this team have done some very brutal things to our prisoners, they were all physical. The BLUs on the other hand….”

Spy trailed off, a pained look in his eye.

“The BLUs are the masters of the psychological”

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