[fancypost bgcolor=#0b4a84; bordercolor=#001372; borderwidth= 4px;][fancyimage]http://wwyeshua.files.wordpres…13/12/6a-rain-falling.jpg[/fancyimage]
Let The Rain Fall. . .
OOC: 'Ello! Oh boy, I am, like, SUPER bored right now, 3:30 in the morning, have to get up soon for an early morning softball game, but I need to stay up and work on stupid fanfictions that I am being yelled at for not working on. Anyways! I have been super into Team Fortress 2 lately and I thought, why not express my love by trying to roleplay it a bit? So, yuppers! I know some people don't like roleplaying with OC's because some tend to make them, well, too good. So I am here to say that this lil * that I shall be roleplaying as is just, a person. Not some big sexy guy magnet. Just one of those girls who is the "reader" in xreader fanfictions. Yup yup, don't be afraid, my lovelies! I'll give a quick description of my little buddy and then do the first post. Go on and jump in as Medic! (Or, honestly, if you have a preference of a character, let me know and we can always switch it around to do that. I just want ONE of the characters, does not have to be Medic) Let me know how often you will be replying, good grammar, no one liners, and please, if you get bored of this thread, don't just leave. Let me know. I won't be hurt, honestly. That's WAY better than just leaving me. Anyways, yep! Either jump in or let me know if you'd like to do a different character. Oh! And, I prefer 1st person because it gives more emotion, but you can do whatever
Saga: short for her age, black eyes, short blond hair in pixi cut, sorta. Super fun to be around, yada yada yada,
IC: Nope. Nope nope nope. I winced with every step I took, pain shooting up my leg. I had to push on, though. Just for a little bit longer. The mission was almost over. If I backed out now we would loose for sure. No doubt about it. So I just had to keep going.
My feet hit the ground quickly yet lightly as I raced across the battle field, dodging bullets and, well, body parts. "The freakin' cart stopped!" I heard Scout yell.
"One, minute!" The menacing voice of the administrator boomed, and the beating of my heart sped up. I hid myself behind a wall. I could literally see the cart. Heavy and Demo passed me, giving me a slight nod, then rushing in front of the cart. From inside the small little building, I could hear the cries of pain coming from the red team as my team, to put it bluntly, killed them. "Who send all these babies to fight?!" Heavy yelled over the sound of his Minigun
At this point, I ran up behind the cart and started pushing it. So close. Sooo closeeee. . .
"Victory!" I stopped pushing the cart, and pumped my arms up in the air to cheer-
Boom
Blood. Bloody everywhere. Oh, god. This hurts.
"Get leetle girl to Medbay!" I heard. Woah, since when was I being carried. I closed my eyes.
"NO! No closing eyes for you!" He yelled, taking a finger and lifting up my eyelids. I obeyed, opening my eyes.
"I'm fine, honestly. . ."
"No, lil girl not fine. Leg shot, half of shoulder missing." As soon as he said it, my shoulder began to burn. I shifted my head to look. Oh, good. Not as bad as I thought. It's only just a chunk of skin missing. He made it sound like my whole shoulder was gone. . .
~TIMESKIP~
My eyes fluttered open, my vision beginning to clear. I tried sitting up, but I couldn't. I felt too weak. I shifted my eyes around. I must be in the Medbay, hooked up to some sort of pain killer. Wait! Oh, crap. . . I've heard awful stories about being here, and about the Medic. He's so scary! Whenever I go on Missions and get hurt, I usually try to take care of the stuff myself to avoid coming here in fear of what might happen. Human dissection, random heart transplant, who knows! I close my eyes again. Maybe if he thinks I'm sleeping, he won't bother me. . .
[/fancypost]