freakinblur: (eww)
[Open phone call made from the hospital to all. Scout sounds irritated.]

Hey, Mayfield! Ya know what's shittier than I town fulla never-ending zombies? A town fulla never ending zombies on yer birthday. As much as I can go 'round shooting guys in the face all day, a break to go get some drinks would be nice.

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[To anyone hiding out in the hospital today, Scout will be found in the cafeteria, digging some cake out of the fridge for himself. Now if there was only beer.]

Guess will have to do! Wait, what kinda cake is this... Aw man, carrot cake? Not even any chocolate in here?

freakinblur: (goddamn unhappy)
[Scout can be seen leaving the post office bleeding profusly from the left side of his head, holding his hand to it to try and slow it down. He looks extremely pissed off and he's marching off towards his house to get on the phone.

He would have been marching off towards *Sideswipe's* house, but he realizes he doesn't know where he lives. So he's spared a punch to the nose. For now.

Fail!Filter to Sideswipe:]


I hope yer happy! I turned in my 5 tops ta get my bat and that bastard mail man took my fuckin' ear!

Jesus Christ... I'm gettin' really sick of havin' to die to fix this shit.
freakinblur: (bloodspatter)
[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.]
freakinblur: (eww)
[Well Scout is unhappy. Seeing two of his favorite ladies, Tifa and Mia both droned really pisses him off, especially since he had just seen Mia fine the other day. Then when he goes to check in on his pal Engie to see how his progress on the gas masks for the town is going, he's droned too. AGAIN.]

What the hell's goin' on around here?

[He'll also make his way to 1664 Nelson, looking for Spy. He's got a stack of papers and he looks none too happy. Knock knock.]

---
[Filtered call to Margot - hackable]

Hey kid, I hear yer lookin' fer more training. Well grab yer bat an' come over any time yer ready, awright? If ya know any other kids interested, bring 'em too. It's time we get this town inta shape!

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