11th Inning

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[HEY HONDA HOUSEHOLD. Guess who's showing up the doorstep of 1763 Beaver St. early in the afternoon, before he needs to go babysit. He's looking smug and holding a small white envelope OF MYSTERY. To anyone who might answer the door, Scout will be asking for Kiku.]

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[Filtered to the BLU team, hackable because Scout is s-m-r-t. He sounds pretty unhappy.]

Uh, guys? Ya know now that RED's gotta Sniper here now too? That makes it 6 on 4, right? Just sayin'.

Comments

DAMN HAXORZ

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Yeah, are they doin' anythin' ta get themselves outta here, 'r are they just sittin' around pickin' daisies? Whatevah. I don't mind leavin' their asses here.

Re: DAMN HAXORZ

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I think my problem is with the game here itself.

I think when we go we should bring the whole thing down with us. Don't let the town do this to anyone else.

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[He knows Sniper's right, but... there's that damn pride of his.]

Yeah. I'd love ta see this place blow up in tha face 'a whoever's in charge, I guess. I'll do it whatever way we gotta.

[bloodon-myknife.livejournal.com]

Good to hear mate. There are few in town I can truely rely on and I've always counted you as one.

[Scout might be loud, cocky, wild and a bit dim at times... but he usually pulled through when you needed him or surprised the enemy before they had time to really start something nasty.]

We'll get out and we'll show this place.

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I ain't one ta sit still fer long. I'm gettin' way too antsy here, man. Way too antsy.