DISCOVER: DOPPLEGANGERS

[crediting]

That is not Doktor. That is little girl in pink dress. You know differences better than that, da? Only a good mun can play me.

What I think of Fatman's baby gun? Useless, because it will be ripped to itty bitty tiny pieces when Sasha's bullets tears it apart.

Now, back to application!

Comments

[hasstandards]

[Cringing. Oh Sniper. Don't you know better than to make a Heavy— male or female— mad?]

Er, no reason. I just don't got a lot of experience with lady mercenaries is all.

[crediting]

[ making a heavy mad up close and personal: ask soldier and scout what happened. all the blood. ]

We are much better. "Professionals have standards," da? Heels in battlefield is stupid choice, will break ankles and slows you down.

[hasstandards]

I don't doubt it, mate. Er, miss.

[How to address a woman who is honestly more intimidating than she should be.]

Looks like she'd be in for a lotta pain if set on fire, too.

[crediting]

You plan to feed to Pyro?

[ she may sound immediately intrigued in a possibly good way. ]

[hasstandards]

Wait, what?

[And he sounds so unsure by that prospect.]

[crediting]

Send Pyro to set on fire. She might enjoy.

[ don't be unsure be sure and enjoy!! ]

[hasstandards]

Oh. Right, she would probably like that.

[He took that "feed to Pyro" part literally. She likes bacon, but probably not like that.]