Team Fortress 2 in new Sega All Stars Racing Game

[notintehkitchen]

Clearly, I'm the main attraction. My car was the best. Can I get one of those for the base?

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[sentryslinger]

We can't keep a fire in a tent. Besides, I wouldn't want him to get burned.

Maybe we oughtta do this at my base, instead. Are you familiar with Hoodoo?

[notintehkitchen]

I don't think he would mind...

[Pyro that's animal--er, alien abuse.]

Hoodoo?

[sentryslinger]

The base. That's what the boys there call it. I'd have for ya to drive all that way, so maybe we could meet in the middle somewhere.

[notintehkitchen]

Sure, I'd be okay with that. I don't mind a long trip, I love anytime I can go out on my motorcycle.

[sentryslinger]

Alrighty then. In the middle it is.

[He pulls out a map of the Greater Badlands area, putting a nice X on it that's about halfway between the two bases before handing it to her.]

There's a campground there we can use. I'll even bring my guitar so we can do some singing. We'll be far enough away that no one will complain about the noise.

[notintehkitchen]

[Taking the map, she looks at it briefly before rolling it up nicely and putting it in her pocket.]

It's been awhile since I've gone camping.

[And even longer since she's played her guitar without someone telling her to shut her trap.]

What kind of music do you like?

[sentryslinger]

Aw, I ain't picky. I'm a country boy though, so that's where my heart is.

[notintehkitchen]

I don't know much country but I'm willing to learn! I prefer Rock'n'Roll.

[sentryslinger]

Well, we can teach each other a few things, now can't we?

[Have a winning smile.]

[notintehkitchen]

[Winning smile is overwhelming. Must not... faint from handsomeness.

Where's Sniper to be jealous when she needs him the most? Oh, well. Have a stuttering Pyro.]

Um... Y...yes, I'm sure... we can...

[sentryslinger]

[Engie is apparently oblivious to the reason behind Pyro's dilemma.]

You alright there, Pyro?

[notintehkitchen]

I've... never... f...felt better...

[Someone pinch her.]

[sentryslinger]

If you say so. You're talkin' like you've a cat's got your tongue.

[notintehkitchen]

I am not! I'm just... fine. Really, I am.

[Just don't smile like that again.]

[sentryslinger]

Well, alright.

[There's that smile again.]

You holler if you're feelin' sick or something.

[notintehkitchen]

[And she faints--just flat-out on the ground, all dramatic like with her hand pressing against her forehead.]