First Inning

[freakinblur]

[Scout never gets much sleep. Between late-night recon missions for BLU and all those energy drinks, he's usually on the run 24/7, it seems. Not that he minds; giving those REDs hell is WAY more fun than sleeping.

Deciding that a nap was needed after a successful grab of RED intelligence, Scout turns in at the BLU barracks and flops down on a cot. Maybe he can catch an hour or two...

Suddenly, he's feeling much more comfortable. He doesn't remember the cots being being so warm and cozy before! He rolled over to check the clock: 6:58AM. He could probably get away with sleeping for a few more...

Wait a sec. The BLU bunker doesn't have an alarm clock.

He shoots up in bed. This place is completely unfamiliar. Combat instincts kick in immediately, and Scout is up on his feet like a shot.

...or at least he should be. Instead of his usual precision moves, Scout gets tangled in his sheets and falls flat on his face, making a lot of noise and letting out a few expletives for good measure. THAT has never happened before.

What the freakin' HELL, he thinks. Scout's eye catches a portrait on the wall. This is only getting weirder by the second. There's a lovely black & white photo of him posing with his arm around a pretty young lady about his age, and two teenage girls. They're all smiling. It's like some kind of family portrait, but Scout has never seen these women in his life.

This ain't right. What the frick is goin' on?! Scout spies a phone on an end table. Who should he call? The cops? No thanks. He picks up the receiver...

[your voice mail is greeted with a loud, angry Bostonian early in the morning!]

Ok, this BETTER be some kind of joke, or I swear ta god ... someone's skull WILL be batted in for this!

I wake up in some house makin' it look like I shoulda been living here with some broads? I don't even know these people! An' who took all my clothes and stuff? Did someone strip me or somethin'? Are these... are these golf pants I'm wearing?! OK THIS IS SERIOUSLY NOT FUNNY. [fumbling noises are heard in the background] And where the hell is my hat?!

I just... I... someone better explain ta me what is goin' on, or I SWEAR I will start bustin' tha heads of everyone I see until I figure out who pulled this shit! [phone is slammed down]

Comments

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[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Ah ha... ah ha ha ha... HA HA HA HA!

2/2

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

YOU'VE GOT THREE SECONDS TO STATE YOUR ALLEGIANCE, BOY, OR I WILL STOMP A MUDHOLE IN YOUR PIMPLE-RIDDEN FACE, MAGGOT!

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[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh you think this is funny? You got somethin' to do wit this?

That'd be BLU. Ya got a problem wit that?

[unless-itsafarm.livejournal.com]

Well well, if it isn't the BLU short pants city boy. Welcome to hell you snot nosed little shit. I am your Dante. And my narrative is a shotgun shell unloaded twicely in your ugly wise-cracking mug!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

I'll tell you the same thing I told your freaky flamer of a friend - as soon as I get my stuff back, this shit is ON.

But it looks like the creepsburg make you sit around an' play nice before they may or may not give your stuff back. What the freakin' hell. I DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS.

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

...

I'll just ask it now...RED or BLU?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

That'd be BLU and I hope there ain't a problem with that, right? [suspicious glare]

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

Well, looks like a barbecue's on tonight.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Is that some kinda threat?! Cuz I... [fumbles round looking for a bat or gun that he's obviously not going to find]... I'm ready for you, chucklenuts! You, you just.. [stumbles] bring it! [attempts to look tough but looks a bit nervous with no weapons at hand]

[muffled-noises.livejournal.com]

You've got nothing, kid...I've got almost all of my weapons.

Try me.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[There is a small girl standing behind you]

Who are you?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[Scout practically jumps out of his skin]

WHA-?! Jeez, now is NOT that time for that! And I'm the one asking the questions around here! *points at the portrait on the wall* WHO are YOU?

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

[be prepared. That will happen, A LOT

He will get a calm and quiet and creepy voice replying]

My name is Ai.

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Your name is "I"? What the heck kinda name is that? Well anyway. What are we doin' in this portrait together? I'm pretty damn sure I've never even met you.

[miss-enma-ai.livejournal.com]

Ai. A-I

[Looks over at the picture, then back]

The town. It does things like this.

[deflowers.livejournal.com]

[oh... god. that voice-- oh shit, it can't be, it's--]

S... Scout-!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Do I know you?

[deflowers.livejournal.com]

It's Minatsuki, you fuck!! Where the hell are you?!

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

Mina-whata? Lady, you're obviously confused. Unless there is something REALLY weird goin' on around here. I randomly wake up here, all my shit is gone and people know my name?! Do YOU have an clue what kinda sick joke this is?

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[deflowers.livejournal.com]

...you don't remember--

[deflowers.livejournal.com]

[HELLO WORST NIGHTMARE COME TRUE but she's trying to keep calm]

You've... you've been here before. Yeah, it's a sick joke...

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

[[First he's gonna be all whoa. And then it'll be WHOA. But that switches to an 'ohshi more REDs' in a second.]]

If'n you don't mind me askin', son...you work for what team?

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[At this point, Scout is kinda fed up with being harassed and threatened by REDs and his patience have definitely run thin!]

IT'S BLU, ALRIGHT?! AND IF YA GOTTA PROBLEM WIT' THAT, WE'LL SETTLE IT RIGHT HERE!

[blu-hardhat.livejournal.com]

[[And those have to be the greatest words Engie's heard since he got here.]]

And why in tarnation would Ah have a problem with that? You're the first other BLU that's gotten here.

[[He gets why Scout would be all ticked off--all the REDs asked him the same question when he got here, too.]]

[freakinblur.livejournal.com]

[OH SWEET RELIEF, A BLU! Scout's mood changes considerably!]

Oh thank GOD! I never thought I'd be so happy to see a hardhat in my life. I thought I was gonna haveta take out all these REDs by myself! I'd hate to take away all the fun from ya.

So how long have ya been here? I've been hearin' all kindsa crazy stuff about this place. From the kidnappings and theft to faked murders or somethin'?!