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[mpphmpph]

Mhmpph!

Whmpph phhmhmhpph?

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[tragic_optimist]

Oh dear. Is there a problem I could help out with?

[mpphmpph]

Mh, amheughah.

[notintehkitchen]

[SHE KNOWS THAT FEEL, SHE KNOWS IT.

Whatever that feel may be. Maybe it isn't even a feel.

Or she could just be crazy.

Have some huddaing back.]

Mrrmph Mmmph? Mmmn mhhh mhpphhh.

(Another Pyro? I'm so happy.)

[mpphmpph]

(Hehe! I wanted to try it out for laughs, but it's going better than expected.)

Huhhhuhh! [ Hands raised? ] Humhhuuddahuheeah.

[notintehkitchen]

[She nods. Pyro knows how it must feel not being understood by anyone else. She explains to him/her/robot how only her Engineer can make out what she is saying relatively well.]

[mpphmpph]

Huuhuuh...

[ He doesn't really talk much, but his friends usually know what he means.
Or...so he says. ]

[hasstandards]

I doubt your mundane understands you any more than the rest of us.

[mpphmpph]

Huuhuh...
Mhhuhhdh?

[hasstandards]

... Exactly.

that face

[mpphmpph]

[ Give him a moment...


...


... ]

--Wuhdduh! [ Point! At Sniper. ]

The best of faces.

[hasstandards]

[He eyes Pyro's finger as though it were venomous, then looks over his shoulder to make sure there's not someone there.]

Okay, now what?

T-THREADJACK

[notintehkitchen]

Need a translator?

[mpphmpph]

Huuhuh! Yuhhuhhduhuuhh! Wuuhhuuhwuueunghduuhuuh!
[ Something got Pyro all excited, apparently? ]

[dogbert]

Listen buddy, whatever you're trying to sell-

It's not working. Try using pronunciation next time to increase your sale rates.

[mpphmpph]

[ Only silence from inside the mask for a few moments. ]

Huhhduh...

[ex_haveaplan64]

Don't bother. When they aren't being cryptic bastards, the muns are just outright aresholes.

[mpphmpph]

Huhh....
Wuuduuhuhfhguh?

[ex_haveaplan64]

You'll see wot I mean soon enough.

(He sounds just a tad bitter about that.)

[mpphmpph]

Mpphh....

[ex_haveaplan64]

Oh, yeah, almost forgot t' mention: moi mun's got a BLU Spoi in 'er 'eadspace. 'e's got a penchant for th' stabs, as Spois are wont t' do. Keep an eye out for 'im, would you?

[not_onyourside]

[Cringe. Just... stay away from him. Over there somewhere.]

Ees everyzzing all right?

[mpphmpph]

Mhhfhwhhphhphh.

[not_onyourside]

Of course.

[That sounded awfully like "Let's set Spy on fire it'll be fun!" to him. ]

Do you not have a pet bread monster to be looking after?

[mpphmpph]

Mmph!

[ And he'll hold it right up to you, Spy. Don't be shy, it's very friendly. ]

[not_onyourside]

[ Recoiling like a boss. ]

Ah. Yes. Very.. very nice.

[ It doesn't have eyes and has tentacles. There's so many ways this is wrong. ]