(( TF2 RP blog for a BLU sniper stationed at Refinery named Abigail Brighton. Generally NSFW. ))
…what’s this goddamn mothahfuckin’ west coast bullshit.
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Look bitch I ain’t in th’ goddamn MOOD alright.
*makes a hiss and swiping motion at her*
Rawr, kitty’s got claws today.
…what’s this goddamn mothahfuckin’ west coast bullshit.
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murdertownbitch replied to your post: *stares at from the second floor*
*just keeps staring* That’s a nice bag of gummies you got there. Be a shame if something… happened to them.…
*his brow furrows*
Are you-
-threatenin’ my gummi bears? >:T If yer plannin’ on stealin’ em, yer outta luck.
*scoops another handful* How’d you even end up here? Thought you like..left the Lab an’ lived in the woods or somethin’.
*She snorts, the sound echoing rather loudly*
Is that seriously what they’re saying? Fuck no, I transferred out of there; you can do that, you know. Request a transfer. Sometimes. I think freaky bitch might have helped somehow.
Yeah, brightens it up like an eclipse on cloudy day.I’m sure that just brightens your day to know, huh dear brother in law?*Squints* What even in the fuck are you talking about?*cackles and waves a hand before pocketing it*
Golly, I dunno, genius. Guess you’ll find out, huh?
So what now you’re speaking in riddles in an attempt to spook me? Time away must have made you soft Abigail. Never took you for the type to get up to Batman villain antics.
Pff, nah. Just feel like myself again. I’m not all doom and gloom.
*grins*
So where’s your shrimpy girlfriend?
I’m fucking Kaz by the way.
Yeah, brightens it up like an eclipse on cloudy day.I’m sure that just brightens your day to know, huh dear brother in law?*Squints* What even in the fuck are you talking about?
*cackles and waves a hand before pocketing it*
Golly, I dunno, genius. Guess you’ll find out, huh?
Hey bitches, they kick you out of the mountains finally?
I NEVER LOVED A MAN (THE WAY I LOVE YOU)
Aretha Franklin
Peak date & (Position) = 4/15/1967 (#9)
RG Year Rank #91 (2,965 pts.) / Billboard Rank #90
*Wraps her breasts down flat with her binding bandages and pulls her polo over her head, examining her reflection critically.
Shit hurts, man.*
And here we have the FINAL FORM for Brighton.
It’s the body type i’ve always intended for her and just. Yeah, I’m a dumbass and never actually drew her with it because shut up.
Anywhoo.
THIS BELONGS HERE.
Taylor leaves base and trudges into the woods for a few hours with a shovel and a cardboard box, not telling anyone where she is going.
This is hard enough without having to talk about it.
*Brighton’s making her breakfast outside her tent when she notices Taylor plod by with a shovel. Curious, she trails behind, leaving her rabbit to overcook on one side.*
Hey, who’d you kill?
*She really doesn’t want to talk to anyone, but glances up at Brighton, still moving deeper into the woods.*
My cat died.
Which one?
*Still follows*
Taylor leaves base and trudges into the woods for a few hours with a shovel and a cardboard box, not telling anyone where she is going.
This is hard enough without having to talk about it.
*Brighton’s making her breakfast outside her tent when she notices Taylor plod by with a shovel. Curious, she trails behind, leaving her rabbit to overcook on one side.*
Hey, who’d you kill?
I’d like to announce that I’m quite pleased thus far with the battle tournaments. Although some of you could have definitely tried harder. But, with the participants now cut I no longer see any reason to continue suspending daily fighting.
Thus regularly scheduled battles will continue starting tomorrow. If you come to work hungover on Wednesday that’s your own demise.
Oh thank christ.
*Rifle-cleaning time; this bitch has been hella bored.*
tessie-the-onlyonlyonly replied to your post: Wonder how long I can survive in the woods when…
*Insert joke about “abominable snowbitch” here*
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*Little-known fact: Tesses are a favourite food of the snow bitch.*
