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boy do I miss drawing Sniper TF2, we’ve come so far frfr

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why is this the funniest response I could’ve been given

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[ @rengineer ] "Merry Christmas, Slim. It’s been a real pleasure havin’ ya around this year, and I’m mighty glad we could share a drink or two— though, I still think you owe me a rematch at darts, but that’s neither here nor there."

The Australian chuckled, “I’ll use my other hand next time, level the playing field… It was real nice of you to invite us, Truckie. Might put in a good word with my folks, getcha bit more than just a case of the ol’ moonshine. As thanks.”

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Sniper watched the shorter man work from the corner of his eye, fingering the strap of his rifle, which was shifted onto the opposite shoulder. He tentatively flexed his arm upwards, poking around the tear in his sleeve seeming satisfied with the result.

"Nah. Shouldn't bother the Doc with somethin' this small." He swung the firearm back onto his dominate shoulder, tipping his hat with two fingers. "Dispenser did the trick, cheers to ya'."

Wonders of modern medicine. Usually he wouldn’t have bothered leaving his nest for a (in his opinion) minor injury, he’d have backtracked for a small med-kit or sat back and sutured it himself- if that. But unlike the consistency of the battles they’ve faced against man, the breaks in between the waves of robots were less lenient. The self reliance he prided wouldn’t help in the long run, nor would a bad arm if he ended up in that position again.

He’d give the robot head another grim look, head tilted as his gaze flicked over the discard piles of lifeless parts and bodies. The ground spattered with oil and strewn with wires. In the silence of creaking metal, resounding voices of battle-weary men, and preparation for an on-going war- something akin to a chuckle came from the Australians gravely throat.

“What’s it Soldier says? Human grit beats robot magic?” His tone is far from humorous, but there’s newfound resolve. “I reckon he’s right.”

"Right unsettling those things are... with our likeness an all." The Australian had commented under a breath, adding on after realizing he could be heard.

@thecozycamper + VERSE 002 MANN VS MACHINE

" Cheap, 's what I call 'em, " he replied, wiping the sweat from his brow after finishing an upgrade. " Cheap-ass copies, tryin' to mimic the shell of us. No soul, no spark, just cold, clankin' metal. "

Engie gave his sentry a firm pat, his tone turning a touch more prideful. " Hell, I bet I could build a better us than these sad displays. Least that one'd have some sense 'bout it. "

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Despite the piercing look, the marksman didn’t bend to the brittle words. He straightened his back, and sharpened his gaze into something similarly forbidding.

I’ve got nothing to prove to you. It seemed to say.

Something churns in his gut, the same unease that effected the three mercenaries in significantly different ways. He does notice the stiff, almost abruptness in the movements- the large gap between them, maybe he notices the broken bridge- and despite that, because of that. He does not turn his back to the man.

A warm hand clasps Scouts shoulder, and instead (insistently) turns him away from the Frenchman, keeping his eyes trained on Spy. Despite the opinion that the words said pushed the line of ‘too far,’ a physical spat wouldn’t take them back. The wordless glower was the only response he gave their temperamental teammate. A spark of something heated in the spiteful coldness between them.

Sniper shakes his head and reined back, pinning Spy with a look of detachment. Muttering something low underneath his breath once again, this time it wasn’t meant to be heard by anyone other than Scout.

“He ain’t worth it.”

So wait. This… All of dis is way worse than I thought, right? Crap. Even spy’s worried… And he’s the best guy I know at dis job!

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Orange was nearly as dangerous of a color as red and blue. It was subtle, humble compared to the brashness of red and sternness of blue. Orange was something sharper, pinpoint, cautionary. It was a preemptive warning for an action having consequences. Squared reflections like a barrier to the outside, a tinted window to peer through that others couldn't see past. They'd been stood aside, content with observing the festivities and taking timely sips from the steaming brew- the smell rich with chocolate and peppermint. Certainly not forgotten, merely bleeding into the background with his stillness. Maybe that's why he likely went unnoticed in his approach, the esteemed mug set down without the sound of it touching a surface.

Orange shooting glasses appear over the RED Medics shoulder, a figure that managed to meet the towering figure eye to eye, significantly taller than both of the men if not as bulky in width. The mans long face was curved into a frown, and to anyone else his expression didn't seem to shift much from that look of resting impassivity, but with the closed distance; it's clear to see the narrowed eyes behind the frames.

The RED Sniper hadn't spoken, nor does he reach out to wrestle the doctor free from the BLUs clutches. Eyeing the all but friendly smile the German had on his face was all he needed, if it came down to it, he'd rather wrangle the boisterous opponent out of the unpredictable teeth of his teammate.

"I reckon this is all a big misunderstanding, mate." Snipers tone is plain, but anyone who caught the sudden emphasis in the word, would know that the term of good nature was anything but. However his intention was to deescalate.

I hear drama going on in zhe other room. On the bright side, zis eggnog is superb!

Sip.

Ooh, very nice! Bit of a kick to it, isn’t there?

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new verse incoming: #❝post-comic❞

please block this tag to avoid spoilers!

artwork below

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Hey so uh…

You kinda break the law for a living, killin people and all.

Do you pay taxes???

"Nah. S'far as any government knows. We don't exist." ... "I do send a good chunk of my paycheck to my parents, though. Help 'em out with their bills and all."

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Fall flat. It’s like watching a newborn fawn trying to walk for the first time. One hand on his hat and another held out in an attempt to stay balanced, it doesn’t help him much and he’s likely eating ice most often of the group.

Unless someone is keeping him or lending him a hand- He’ll likely step off and sit back to watch. He might start going back and forth bringing those mugs of hot chocolate to warm up instead.

🎄QUESTION 2212

If your characters went ice skating, would they excel or fall flat?

🎁 PROMPT 2212

Pine forest.

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I love him

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“Bein’ dead is the longest vacation I’ve ever took. Time to get back to work.”

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SWORDVAN TRUTHERS, IT'S BEEN AN HONOR.

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new comic release, mun is laying on the floor in a heap

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Sniper is already a scarce sight on the battlefield, usually communicating with the tracking dot of his rifle over in-person. But, now he's really sticking to the nests that give him good protection from the weather. Relying on his environment now especially, putting more thought into where he sets up. It's no good trying to scope down an enemy that's constantly moving if you're shivering. If the weather isn't too much of a problem, he might string up the huntsman to give himself a more active role in skirmishes. Get up and moving instead of laying in wait where the cold keeps getting to him.

🎄QUESTION 1512

How does your character adapt to the challenges of battling in a harsh winter environment, and what strategies or skills do they rely on most?

🎁 PROMPT 1512

Blizzard.

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responding to things soon! mun takes short breaks after a lot of writing to not fry his brain too much

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slightly dramatized and plot-ified interaction I had on badwater basin

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He'd appear unbothered by the circumstances... brows arching in realization, head tilted up to look up at the hanging greenery. Of course, he was taking some caution in avoiding the mistletoe, scattered like a festive mine field. There wasn't anyone in particular he was hoping to bump into, and it's not as if he has any quarrels against kissing anyone. Certainly... Timid posture, hesitance in the eyes hidden behind an orange barrier. What if they're not interested in the spirit of mistletoe? Now he's standing there like a fool. Which is what he'll continue to do, until he politely excuses himself or the other person decides to take the shot.

🎄QUESTION 0912

If your characters got stuck under the mistletoe with someone, what would happen?

🎁 PROMPT 0912

Gift.

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