Hello!!!! I often wonder what the mercs would do if a tornado came through Teufort. Perhaps they wouldn’t all get to the basement in time. Perhaps I can only really see this involving Engineer, Scout, and Heavy.
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OOOOOOOO THOUGHTS…….
I don’t know if you wanted this to be silly or serious so I will label it canon typical situation with realistic expectations, okay? ;3cc
SCOUT
“ey…. Yknow, ain’t never seen a dust devil like that before.”
Scout points, leaning off his seat on the roof, slapping at Heavy’s shoulder.
Notices the formation start. He brushes it off, cockily, saying he could easily outrun it. It’s spinning and has tumble weeds in it? So what? So does Soldier!
“Oughta’ give BLU a hell of a doozy, ey?”
He smirks until he feels his hat fly backwards from a sudden strength from the wind.
That thing was like a speeding train! Sounded like one too.
Wait…It’s coming from BLU side, but…. Right next to BLU’s base is…. Is…
Shit…. This is serious, ain’t it?
Scout races through the building at Heavy’s call, telling all inside the building to get underground, into the bunker.
After safely locating most of the crew, he shoves everybody down into the lowest level, and they wait it out…
Safely makes it back to base, (with all 506 of Soldiers raccoons as well)
HEAVY
“Scout… that. Is-is no Dust devil.. Get inside!” Heavy shouts, shoving Scout from his perch, and towards the doors to their base.
“Run! Tell the others to take cover!” He yells over the whipping winds, as he grunts, moving towards the winds, to the shed.
There was only one mercenary that was probably unaware of the whirlwinds outside… The collar of his vest blew against his chest, flitting on the tail ends of the wind.
“Engineer!” He yells over the sound of coursing air. He tries the handle but it’s chained shut, with a padlock. Of course…
“ENGINEER! COME TO BASE, NOW!” He bangs on the door, unheard and struggling against the high winds. He can barely keep his eyes open with the sand it’s picking up, and…
He tumbles, the air pushing him back, so far that he’s at the porch of the RED base, with a shocked gasp.
The shed was shaking against the winds, looking like it’d be ripped apart.
Before he could walk towards it again, Medic pulls him in with a grunt. “No- wait!”
The doors shut, with a board to lock against the winds and he’s lead down to where the others are stuck.
ENGINEER
He couldn’t hear a thing with his epic rock solo playing. Whoever was at the door should know to not interrupt a man’s tunes!
He thrums, the headset to his Walkman as playing as he works on one of his most inventive projects yet!
A second bolt here…. Some adjustments for the arm…
Maybe a touch of elbow grease… some spit shine and…
“Alright!” He exclaimed. He was a genius! He almost felt like he was floating when he stood up!
Man, it was glad to have that off his shoulders and off the idea emporium! He rolls his cramped up neck before taking a peek between the curtains of the window, expecting the warm sun and some explosives or something.
He’s not met with familiar orange sands. Actually, there’s a cow cut out staring at him as it flies past the dark grey whirlwind. Tumbleweeds, his sentry gun, Pyro waving, the Intelligence, some old trash…
HIS SENTRY GUN?
He throws the curtains open, in shock as he realizes where he is. And it’s definitely not on the ground with his two feet.
“Awh…shucks.” he sighs, sitting back into his bolted down chair, head in his hands.
Our new Dorothy.
(I hope this was suitable!)
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Angry Manbaby: TRADITION MUST BE RETURNED AND FORCED! EVERYONE MUST SUFFER IN ORDER TO PROVE OUR TRADITIONAL MASCULINE FAMILY VALUES! WE MUST TOIL AND SUFFER BEFORE THE WEALTHY WHO TAKE FROM US! THOSE WHO DARE TO SPEAK OF RICHES MUST BE PURGED!
Medieval people: Have you hit your head or something?
Some guy: Our ancestors would be so ashamed of how soft we've become!
Our ancestors: Spent literal thousands of years toiling and inventing and progressing so that we'd could have the ease and comfort they never got, only for this asshole to turn around and be ungrateful.
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