♦ end oғ тнe lιne - тeaм ғorтreѕѕ 2 rp ♦ (new/accepтιng)

[Probably a Doctor..]

Medic
He growled a bit and hugged the bird close, glaring at all of them and retreating to his room. Not wanting to talk to anyone. He slammed his door shut, and set the bird on his bed gently. "Vhy do zey all sink I'm crazy? Im not! I care for dir, ya know." He said aloud, talking to who seemed Archimedes.
The bird just cooed and tilted his head, ruffling his feathers

[A Shy Turtle]

Ryan came back to the table with his top hat that had been flattened in his hands ignoring his bleeding shoulder as he placed one of scout's cap when he saw the spy by the corner of his eye. He sat down next to one of the pots and started fixing his hat, his redhead was very messy and seemed to defy gravity. The hatter gone mad after a while had one foot on the table showing his fancy blue shoes and his blue turquoise eyes looking into his top hat still trying to fix it.

[Probably a Doctor..]

Merasmus-Evil
He snarled as everyone retreated and sat down on a car, wondering how long they would take. Of course it was time to go inside, mostly because of the rain, and because it was nighttime, but he liked it when they came out to fight him. He felt like he had someone other than his Bominomicon to talk to

[Rancid Roadkill]

((Bump))

[Lowkey Loki]

{ Recap? }

[Rancid Roadkill]

ғelιce ѕιegal aĸa тнe cooĸ
Felice rounded back for the last of the food he made for the Blu Team. By now he was
completely soaked and freezing, he didn't seem very bothered by it at all as he sat
down near the entrance to clean his boots off yet again and to dry up himself best he
could to prevent water dripping off of him. He was glad nobody was questioning him
and were allowing him to continue on with his business. He headed back into the kitchen
and retrieved the last of the goods and then heads back out for the final time. When he
reached the Blu base, he set the food down once again and was about to leave until he
heard Heavy's voice, "Ты в порядке там , большой парень? (You all right there, big guy?)" He
called out in Russian to hopefully get the man's attention. Unknown to most Felice was in
fact multilingual, Russian being his second language which he learned from his past
boyfriend, a Russian soldier. He had a lot of respect for Heavy, knowing of the man's
true intelligence unlike most and often having conversions with him in his free time.

[A Shy Turtle]

Ryan placing his now half fixed half still a bit flattened hat on his head he licked his lips as he saw Felice come in with another pot. He sneaked around the other mercenaries and looked inside the pot, he was about to take a large bowl/plate of whatever Felice had brought when he heard the chef talking in russian, probably, he froze for a second but he was to hungry so he simply started to eat as he sat indian style on a chair.

[Rancid Roadkill]

ғelιce ѕιegal aĸa тнe cooĸ
"Ehh..probably couldn't 'ear me.." He muttered under his breath, turning around to
leave but nearly having a heart attack when he saw Ryan. He visibly jumped back, his
eyes a bit wide as he stared at him for a moment, "Bloody hell, ya ****in' wanker!
Scared the **** outta me.." He grumbled, seeming somewhat irritated now. He's never
seen the man before and assumed he was just a new recruit. He said nothing more
and just rolled his eyes before leaving, he had just one last person to serve now,
"Ey! Merasmus! I know yer out there sulkin' like a little *****, show yerself!" He
yelled out as he stood at the opposing team's entrance before walking out of sight.

[Lowkey Loki]

{ Recap? }

[Rancid Roadkill]

((The rp is just starting, so you didn't miss anything.
There's a huge thunderstorm going on and Felice has a big dinner served
so everyone is gathering around to eat, just go ahead and jump it! c: ))