freakinblur: (bloodspatter)
[personal profile] freakinblur
[Finland isn't the only one gimping around town. Scout got stabbed in the leg several times by the angry nation. He went to Fran to get it stitched it up, but thought maybe just offing himself would be better than 2-4 weeks recovery time. The good doctor disagreed, and while fixing up the Scout's leg made sure he would not harm himself or others during his recovery.

Lovely.

Not only that, he hasn't been able to sleep either (chemically-induced nap nonwithstanding). It's not something he gets much of anyway, usually, but since he's hurt he figured he might as well catch up. But he just lays there, wide awake. What's up with that?

So now, Scout can be found in a few places looking a bit miserable:

- Sitting on his lawn, playing catch alone. Mostly using the house and fence to bounce the baseballs off of. Occasionally one goes wild towards his own house, or neighbor's, or to a passerby causing damage. He seems unconcerned.

- Stopping by the homes of his BLU teammates: Sniper, Spy, Medic and even Engie. Every last one of them is droned. This does not help his mood.

- Downtown in the attempt to get Vince a present for his birthday. He's got crutches for any extended time walking in the hopes to not pop any stitches, but Scout's never been known for his patience. He also has no idea what to buy a guy for his birthday, but this is Vince so it's almost kinda like buying something for a chick. At any rate, he feels weird buying him clothing or something, and since he doesn't like sports, Scout looks a bit lost.

- at RED Sniper's gun range, taking out targets with his pistol at an alarming rate. Gotta vent somehow!

Feel free to bug him at these places, or while he's on the move.]
Page 1 of 8 << [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] >>

lawn

Date: 2010-07-23 03:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] magicbloomers.livejournal.com
Oh no!

Are you okay?

Date: 2010-07-23 03:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
Oh yeah, friggin' peachy.

[Tossing the ball again, it bounces off and smashes one of their windows. He smirks. Property damage was always fun at least.]

Date: 2010-07-23 04:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-me-dupree.livejournal.com
[DuPree's wandering the streets, as she usually does, since being in that house with those kids drives her crazy, when she hears gunshots. She immediately perks up and follows them, finding the shooting range. She approaches with a huge grin.]

Gotterdamerung, do they actually have decent weapons here? Where can I get my hands on one of those?

[It may not be a death ray, but it's better than the kitchen knife tucked into her boot.]

Downtown shopping

Date: 2010-07-23 04:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deaths-heritor.livejournal.com
[There is a woman nearby who, for some odd reason, can't seem to stop looking at Scout struggling down the street.]

Right. Simply watching you try to walk is giving me sympathy pains. Sit down, tell me what you're looking for and I'll buy it for you.

Date: 2010-07-23 04:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
[Seriously, crutches, why not just break his ankles while we're at it :|

But he's got to much pride for that.]


What? No, I'm fine, sheesh. Plus I don't even know what I'm lookin' fer at this point.

Date: 2010-07-23 04:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
[Hearing someone enter the rec center behind him, Scout stops shooting and removes his ear guards. He's actually wearing those today - he doesn't need to be deaf on top of slow.]

Huh? Oh, what, a pistol? Dime 'a dozen, if yer a guy. The general store won't sell 'em ta chicks though. Ya can get rifles too though, an' ammo.

Date: 2010-07-23 04:33 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] deaths-heritor.livejournal.com
Then perhaps you ought to sit down and take some time to decide

Date: 2010-07-23 04:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-me-dupree.livejournal.com
[She scwols, and expression that's becoming almost permanent in this place.]

I can't buy a damn gun? If I didn't already hate this place...

Date: 2010-07-23 04:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
[He... just... damnit he hates when people that are not him are right. He flops down on the nearest bench.]

Awright, well, whattaya buy fer a guy fer his birthday? I ain't buyin' him clothes. I refuse.

Date: 2010-07-23 04:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
Oh yeah, ya know, 1950s, chicks can't use guns, delicate flowers, that kinda bullshit.

[Scout may only be from 10 years in the future of Mayfield, but he's all about ass-kickin' ladies with guns.]

I got extra pistols, but they're back at my house. Also? I got this.

[He unzips his backpack and draws out his shotgun. (http://tf2wiki.net/wiki/Force-A-Nature)

Date: 2010-07-23 04:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-me-dupree.livejournal.com
I don't see how the future can be so horrible. Now I know why they claim the Americas are full of savages.

[DuPree pouts.]

How they expect me to get any work done...

[Oh, wait, they expect her to work in a waitress in a ridiculous skirt and rollerskates.]

Date: 2010-07-23 04:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
Where ya from? Or should I be askin' "when"? An' I'd like ta state fer the record that I'm from America, an' I'm gettin' sick 'a hearin' people badmouth it. Don't let this place make ya think this is what America's like!

[He tosses her the pistol, then spins his shotgun around on his finger before firing two shots at his paper target. It's torn to shreds, but he doesn't look amused.]

This gun ain't no fun indoors.

Date: 2010-07-23 05:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notcereal.livejournal.com
[ w-watching him with crutches, oh dear this place must really be that horrible. and he looks lost!]

Ah, excuse me? Are you having trouble finding something specific?

Date: 2010-07-23 05:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-me-dupree.livejournal.com
Klaus keeps going on about different realities, and stuff. I don't understand it.

[She gives him a date around 100 years earlier, since the comic is extremely vague on that score.]

Europa's where anyone who matters is. I've never been to the Americas, but it's what everyone says.

[She takes the pistol with a savage grin and fires at the target. That feels good. She's been unarmed for too long.]

Not fun against targets, either.

Date: 2010-07-23 05:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
Huh? I dunno. I think I give up. Booze makes a good birthday present, right?

Date: 2010-07-23 05:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notcereal.livejournal.com
I-I guess? It depends on who you're giving it to, maybe.

Someone's birthday?

Date: 2010-07-23 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
Oh yeah, this place is like Grand Central ta weirdos from all over time an' space. I don't get it either.

Tell me about it! Man, I cannot WAIT ta get the hell home an' back ta work. Target practice'll keep me from gettin' rusty, at least.

Date: 2010-07-23 05:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
I dunno. He said he would, so maybe. I know I would.

Yeah, Vince's. Ya know him?

T__T SCOUT

Date: 2010-07-23 05:19 pm (UTC)
thenorthernwall: (Back attack reaction.)
From: [personal profile] thenorthernwall
[Instead of getting clocked by the ball, she catches it!]

A little more careful, Scout. What did you do to yourself?

Date: 2010-07-23 05:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] its-me-dupree.livejournal.com
I'd kill for a decent death ray.

[She keeps ahold of the pistol, though. That thing's not getting out of her hands.]

it's time for a good old fashioned Scout!Pout.

Date: 2010-07-23 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
Head's up, Major Gen'ral.

[He starts tossing another ball up and down, avoiding eye contact. So cranky.]

Nothin' outta the ordinary.

Date: 2010-07-23 05:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] notcereal.livejournal.com
I don't think I do. I haven't socialized around much yet.

W-well if this person said he'd like-- buh-b-- that for his birthday, that might be best? Do you need help with anything, like getting anywhere?

Date: 2010-07-23 05:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
[He laughs.] Death ray? Are ya serious?

Baw.

Date: 2010-07-23 05:28 pm (UTC)
thenorthernwall: (Work it.)
From: [personal profile] thenorthernwall
...You're not usually this way. Who turned you down for a date?

Date: 2010-07-23 05:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] freakinblur.livejournal.com
Then I take it yer new here then?

Yeah, maybe. He prob'ly likes girly drinks though. [Shakes his head. Vince whyyy.]

Huh? Naw, I'm cool, but these things are startin' ta get on my nerves, that's fer damn sure. [Indicates crutches]
Page 1 of 8 << [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6] [7] [8] >>

Profile

freakinblur: (Default)
Scout [BLU]

February 2025

S M T W T F S
      1
2345678
9101112131415
16171819202122
232425262728 

Style Credit

Expand Cut Tags

No cut tags
Page generated May. 22nd, 2026 07:44 pm
Powered by Dreamwidth Studios