Differences Matter - A TF2 RP {Invite Only}

[Dylan Klebold]

(Too much... >.>)

"No.... this can't be happening. Not now." Alli said, as she quickly dashed out of the BLU spawn, near the last control point on Dustbowl. Rockets are flying. People are dying. She ran through, and when she did, everyone seemed to stop. Even the sentries.

(WE be changin map/server soon so Alli can get her Medic back or no? >.> WHY DID I JUST SAY THAT?)

[momoko_kumori]

((I mean, she would only control fire and air))

[Dylan Klebold]

(How?)

[momoko_kumori]

((Never mind))

[Dylan Klebold]

(Ok. Why?)

[momoko_kumori]

((What do you mean?))

[Dylan Klebold]

(Nevermind... we start?)

[momoko_kumori]

((Next server?))

[Dylan Klebold]

Somehow, all at one, everyone was at the secret holiday bases. The server is changing. Alli walked in first, placing the Quickfix on the chair she always sits at. A figure walked down slowly, as if it's tired. "Alli?" it said, sleepily. It sure sounded like Medic. "M...Me...Medic?" Alli said, as she got ready to embrace if needed. The figure walked from the shadows of the stairs. It was him. It was Medic. "Medic! I miss you ever so!" Alli said, running up to hug him. "But..." Alli said, showing her teeth. "Oh no..." Medic said, realizing what is happening.

[Dylan Klebold]

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