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Published: 2013-12-22 06:09:04 +0000 UTC; Views: 283; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 0
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I didn't really do anything but sit here on mai comp, being fat, getting straight A's, and roleplaying with D:
I've seen so much ppl do it. Might as well give it a try. And so I did. And naow I'm ded.
LOL I DESERVE THE SPECIAL GIFT!! xDΒ
Alwin:No she doesn't >:I
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Denn: W-whu? *looks around* I'm in...my base? Oh...Thanks Mike! But maybe I should've warned him that my team was gonna charge straight in tah get me...Nahhh I think they got it. But Clyde and Mike are still hurt and Alfie is down...Yeah, they don't got it. *grabs wrench and tool box* I gotta go warn them. *runs at spawn door* *crashes into it* Ouch! What the?! Β It's stuck? But this people rarely spawn here! *pounds door* OPEN UP!
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Clyde: MIKE! Why did you let him go!?
Mike: Some things have to be done.
Clyde: (Goes to Swing a Punch At Mike, but Neon Forcefield gives Clyde a Shock) The fuck?Β
Mike: What? I have to defend myself somehow. (Equips Overdose And Runs Out On Battlefield, Just To Be Aimed At By All The BLUs except Denn)
BLU Scout: We heard you kidnapped Denn.
Mike: No, no! My team were chasing him in my base!
BLU Spy: (Pushes Mike More In Front Of BLU Scout)
Mike: Uhh... I don't... Understand what's going on...
BLU Spy: (Blindfolds and Ties Up Mike)
Mike: (Struggling to make BLU Heavy drop him) LET ME GO! I HAVE RIGHTS, RIGHTS I SAY!
BLU Heavy: Niet. (Carries Mike to BLU Base, and seen by Denn)
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Denn: EHHHH?! H-hey! Lemme out! Don't take Mike away! Hey! *pounds on door* LEMME OUT!
Alwin( a.k.a. BLU Medic ;3 ): Vas? *looks at door* Hallo?
Denn: Oh god thank you! The friggin' door won't open and now I'm totally stuck!
Alwin: Denn..? Zhat's you right?
Denn: Your darn right it's me!
Alwin: Oh mein gott... YOUR ALIVE! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG VE WERE TRYING TO FIND YOU DENN?! I AM SO RELIEVED RIGHT NOW! HEY EVERYBODY! DENN IS ALIVE!
Everyone except Mike: What?!
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Mike: See!? I told you. (Wiggles About, Trying To Get Out of BLU Heavy's Grasp)
BLU Scout: How do we know you didn't put a statue and a recording there!?
Mike: Are you kidding me? (Sighs) (Totally Forgotten About Neon Powers)
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Denn: Where the hell would you get a statue of me? I WOULD BUST DOWN THIS DOOR IF I COULD! But I'm tired right now... Hey, did someone eat cheesecake?
Alwin: *facepalms and sighs* Zhat's Denn alright.
Denn: Of course it's me! Can you get me outta here now? I don't wanna stay in spawn forever. It smells like sweat in here.
Alwin: Ew... Yeah, let's get you out of zhere. *pushes door*
Denn: It's stuck though.
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Mike: If you guys let me go, I can use my powers to break the door.
BLU Heavy: Spy?
BLU Spy: (Waves Hands In Motion To Say Yes)
Mike: (Drops to the Β floor) You could have just placed me down. (Gets Up)
BLU Scout: Well, go on, chucklenuts!
Mike: Fine. (Waves Hands Around And Red Neon Shoots At The Door, Breakng It Down) Happy, BLUs?
BLU Spy: Take him, Heavy.
Mike: What!? I released Denn! (Gets Squeezed By BLU Heavy)
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Denn: W-w-w-WAIT wait wait wait! *runs up to Heavy and pats his arms*Β
Heavy: *grunts but releases Mike*
Denn: *hugs Mike close* Thanks... *looks at team* Don't kill him. He saved me from his teammates when I was stuck in his base.
Alwin: You should't hug zhe enemy Denn.
Denn: *puffs cheeks out* I do what I want.
Alwin: *sighs* Stubborn as always.
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Mike: (Coughs Into Hand) Thanks, Denn.
BLU Scout: (Looks Up Close Into Mike's Eyes And Stares for about 20 Seconds) Yup, a freaking conduit.
Mike: That's offensive. I know what race I'm from, and don't insult us. Besides, you know what I can do. (Clicks Fingers And Ends Up On Alwin's Shoulder And Looks Down At His Face) Hello. (A face like :3)
Alwin: Get off me! (Shakes Shoulders And Mike Falls Off Onto His Face)
Mike: (Flys up in Neon Orb and Lands on Feet) I'm like a cat. (A face like (; Β )
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Denn: *gasps* Magic!!Β
Flo ((OC Sniper. Pff I have too many OC's xD)): *steps in front of Denn* Don't get to close to him mate.
Denn: I'm fine, geez. *pouts*
Alwin: *hides behind Denn* He creeps me out...
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Mike: Alright, I guess I'll leave then. (Clicks Fingers And Neon Particles Are Left Behind As Mike Teleport)
Clyde: (Sharpening Knife) Hello, Mike. (Holds Knife Up) How have you been?
Mike: Uhh, Clyde? Are you okay? (Gets Closer, But Clyde Pushs Mike On The Floor)
Clyde: (Holds Knife To Mike's Throat) I don't think I like you anymore... I think I'll dispose of you.
Mike: Clyde, you don't have to do this. Just put the knife away...
Clyde: No, you can't control me! (Cuts Mike's Face)
Mike: Aaah! (Holds Hand To Cut)
Clyde: You listen to me! You'll be my slave until further notice! You will call me Sir! Alright, slave!?
Mike: Yes... Sir.
Clyde: Good co-operation, Slave. I'm glad you accepted. (Throws A Band-Aid At Mike)
Mike: (Puts The Plaster On) Thank you, Sir.
Clyde: (Puts A Chain Around Mike's Neck And Chains The Other End To The Wall) Good boy. (Pats Mike's Head)
Mike: (Tries To Do Powers, But They Die Out and Fail)
Clyde: Oh yes, I disabled your powers. They're all in his jar. (Holds It Up Near Mike)
Mike: (Goes For Jar, but The Chain Pulls Mike Back) Grr...
Clyde: No growling, or... (Holds Up Sewing Kit)
Mike: Sorry, sir.
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Denn: Soooo do we go for the intel?
Alwin: Ja! Charge!
Flo: Oi'm a bloody sniper. Oi don't go straight in.
Alwin: Vould you razher stay here?
Flo: N-no...
Alwin: Gut. Now, RAUS RAUS!
Denn: *tenses up and winces* I feel danger...
Alwin: Zhere's nozhing to worry about here Denn.
Denn: Maybe here but...MIKE! *grabs wrench and runs to RED base*
Flo: W-wait Denn! You can't just leave now! It's too danger-
*Denn runs out of the room*
Flo: -ous...
~Meanwhile~Β
Denn: Mike! Where are you?! Don't tell me...but I don't want to go back down there...*sucks in breath and runs back to dungeon*
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Mike: Denn! Don't come down here! Clyde's made me hi-
Clyde: (Holds Knife To Mike's Neck) Ssshhh... (Closes The Door That Leads To The Bottom)
Mike: Apologies, sir. (When Clyde Turns Away, Tries To Punch Him, But Chain Pulls Mike Back)(Whispers) Fucking spies...
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Denn: *slowly walks down the dungeon* Ehhh it's so dark! *bumps into door* Ouch! Was there a door here before? *tries to find doorknob* I can't see...Well, this ain't my property so I guess I'll just- *kicks door down* There we go! *waves to Mike* Hey Mike! Oh Clyde! Your still here too! Shouldn't you be in the battle field by no- Wait a second... Chains. A knife to the throat. Hmmm... *sits down and thinks* What could that mean...
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Mike: Really? Denn, isn't it obvious?
Clyde: (Switches On Lights) Welcome, Denn. (Closes And Locks Door, And Puts Key In Pocket)
Mike: Clyde, no! Don't touch Denn! (Goes To Run At Denn And Save Him, But Chain Pulls Mike Back)
Clyde: Oh, Mike. You're like a dog on a chain. Except you're a slave. (Chuckles Evilly)
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Denn: *jumps up* OH! I get it now! Your gonna keep Mike as a slave! And then he'll have to do whatever you want him to! Wait a second... *looks at door steps back* You not going to...
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Clyde: Oh nooo, that's rude. I want you to be my assistant. (Pats Denn On The Back)
Mike: Denn, don't be tricked by him!
Clyde: (Flips Out Butterfly Knife)
Mike: Sorry....sir. (Closes Eyes And Gulps In Embarrassment)Β
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Denn: Umm. Thank you for the offer but I-I'd rather not... π: 0 β©: 1
Clyde: Oh come on. I'll pay you 200 (insert TF2 currency) a month. Good spending money on your machines. I bet Helen would be jealous.
Mike: Ignore him, Denn! You know what he's li-
Clyde: (Shoots Mike With A Sleeping Dart) So, what do you say, Denn?
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Denn: I'm sorry but I don't work for money. *puffs chest out* Now if you'll excuse me! *picks up Mike* I need to take Mike back to his room! *tries to open door* Wha? *examines door* Holy cow is this the unbreakable lock in the world special edition that was only sold way back before I was born?! Geez! Do you know how expensive that is?!
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Clyde: And that's why I wanted you to be my assistant. I have the papers for them locks. (Holds Papers Up) My offer still stands.
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Denn: Deal!Β
Clyde: *takes out hand to shake*
Denn: *gladly grabs Clyde's hand* Just kidding~ *twists Clyde's arm* *busts the top part of the door* Don't forgot to buy a spare!
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Clyde: Aaahh! (Holds Arms) I'll get you, Denn! You can't hide forever!
_(Meanwhile At The Top Of The Stairs)_
Michael: Hey Denn! How you doing! Why are you carrying Mike?
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Denn: *pants* C-Clyde's evil! He made Mike his slave and tried to make me his assistant! B-but I tricked him and escaped! Yeah! Phew! C-can you hold Mike for me? He probably gained weight or somethin' cuz he's friggin' heavy!
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Michael: Err, yeah sure. (Takes Mike) So, we gotta run?
Clyde: (Running Up The Stairs, Charging At Denn, Mike And Michael) I'm going to enslave you, Denn and Mike!
Mike: (Stretches) (Still Half Asleep) I'll have the bacon and eggs, Boris. -RED Heavy, not OC tho- (Wakes Up Fully, Looking At Michael And Denn Running Away, Then Seeing Clyde Running Up The Stairs) Oh. RUNNN!!! (Starts Running)
Clyde: STOP RUNNING! (Trips And Smashes Nose Against The Hot Ground) STOP RUNNING, YOU IMBECILES!
Mike: (Yawns And Starts Slowing Down)Β
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Denn: OH CRAP! DON'T SLOW DOWN MIKE! YOUR A FRIGGIN' MEDIC! THE SECOND FASTEST CLASS! *throws Mike over shoulder* *turns around to glace at Clyde and runs* WE ARE SO OUTTA HER- *runs into wall*
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Mike: (Falls Asleep)
Michael: Ah, jeez. (Picks Up Denn And Mike, And Starts -Barely- Running)
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Denn: *jumps off of Michael and starts running* I can take care of myself! *nosebleeds* Aw c'mon! MIKE WAKE UP WOULD YOU! *slaps Mike who's on Michael's shoulder* I WILL NOT GET ENSLAVED BECAUSE YOU DON'T KNOW WHEN TO NOT SLEEP!
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Mike: (Wakes Up And Yawns) Hmm? Oh hey, Denn, Michael and Clyde Chasing after us. (Closes Eyes, Then Opens Eyes Widely) CLYDE CHASING AFTER US!? (Shoots Overdose At Clyde's Head, Just To Get A Convenient Crit) Oh, handy.
Loud Female Voice: WE HAVE A TRAITOR!
Mike: Wait, what!?
Loud Female Voice: Mike Sejetsy! EVERYBODY KILL HIM!
Mike: WHAT!? Helen, why!?
Michael: Helen!?
Mike: Did that caramel erase his memory too?
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Denn: I don't kn- OH GOD SENTRY! *runs through a hallway on the right* NOPENOPENOPENOPE NOT GONNA HAPPEN. WE'RE GONNA HAVE TO GO TO MY BASE!
Michael: Are you crazy?!
Denn: DO I SOUND CRAZY TO YOU?!
Michael: Yes you do!
Denn: WELL I'M NOT *slides past a corner* I DON'T KNOW HOW I DID THAT BUT I DID.
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Mike: I'm with Denn. I'm being hunted by everyone. I bet I don't actually have a respawn anymore.
Michael: Well, I'm walking past thi- (Gets Shot By Sentry And Runs To Mike) Alright, I'm joining, I guess.
Mike: Helen has disabled teams for all of us.Β
Mike, Michael and Denn: (Uniforms Turn Black)
Mike: Shit....
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Denn:Β *stretches overalls a bit*Β I don't like the color black... It doesn't match my hair.
Michael: You still care about how you look?
Denn: Well I don't want to look like a mess! *rocket explodes next to Denn* I'M OUTTA HERE! *runs into a random direction* Oh sweet! A sniper balcony! Let's go guys! *jumps off and runs across battlefield* *trips* *bullets fly past his head*
Michael: How is he still even alive?
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Mike: I'm... I'm still figuring it out. (Rubs Nose)
BLU Spy: Ah, Helen told me you would be here.
Mike: Listen. Just let us go and I'll... (Looks Through Pockets) give you 200 (tf2 currency :3) if you don't kill us!
BLU Spy: (Snatches Money And Looks At It Carefully) Alright. (Runs Off The Over Direction)
Michael: That was freaking close. (Runs After Denn)
Mike: (Follows Michael And Lands Safely On The Ground)
RED Demo-knight: CHARRGGEE!! (Charges At Mike, But Mike Slices The Demo's Neck With Amputator)
Mike: No-one messes with the Medic.
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Denn: Bravo! *gets shot in the shoulder* Ack! Β *clutches shoulder in pain* LEARN HOW TO HEADSHOT! *bullet zips past his face*
Ok, don't learn how to headshot! *runs through the tunnel system*
*goes face to face with RED Pyro* W-w-wait! Not the Pyro! *jumps on Pyro's face and jumps over him/her* *runs* HELP ME!!
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Mike: (Slits His/Her Throat With Amputator) Do I have to help you with everything, Denn?
Michael: You're too good, Mike.
Mike: Thanks...?
BLU Pyro: (Runs up to Mike, Holding Flamethrower To Neck)
Mike: Oh, hey Pyro. (Headshots Pyro with Overdose) Bye Pyro.
Michael: Damn, you're badass, Mike.
Mike: Yeah, yeah. Follow me! (Runs To A Door, Puts A Code In On The Keypad and Runs In, to Reveal a Secret Room That Leads To The Real World) Right. Chuck these clothes on. (Throws Clothes At Michael and Denn and Gets Changed Into Everyday Clothes)
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Denn: *is totally confused but puts on clothes anyways* Wow. When was the last time I stepped out of the battlefield? *gasps* I HAVE A PIE IN THE OVEN BACK AT BASE!Β
Michael: *pulls Denn back* Don't have time for dat!
Denn: But it was for Flo! I don't want to give my childhood friend a burnt pie! Let go of me! *struggles but Michael keeps Denn in his grasp*
Michael: Your Medic was right. You are stubborn.
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Mike: We'll bake him one at my house, and we'll send it. With a note, if you want. (Rolls Eyes)
Michael: Wait, childhood friend?
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Denn: Fine. *puffs cheeks out* Β And yes. Flo is my childhood friend! However we got separated at a young age. And then when I joined he suddenly was there like he knew exactly where I was going. Well he did read my fathers papers and stuff so I guess it wasn't really a big surprise.
So! *steps outside* Let's go! *explosion in the background* Aaand they found us yeah lets hurry.
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Mike: Come on! (Climbs The Stairs Up To Real Life)
Michael: So this is real life.
Mike: Yeah, it's nice isn't it, Denn?
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Denn: I chest feels less stuffy than usual. I guess that's a good thing? *slips* Woah! *lands on face*
Michael: You gotta stop falling Denn.
Denn: Oww...Sorry... By the way, where's Clyde? I haven't seen him comin' after us for a while.
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Mike: Maybe he stopped looking...
Clyde: Maybe not. (Decloaks In Front Of Them)
Michael: You gotta be freaking kidding me...
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Denn: Hold on. I got this. *steps infront of Clyde and puts hands on his shoulder* *punches him in the face and throws him down the stairs* Done.
Michael: Really?
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Mike: Violence is never the answer. (Picks Clyde Up) There.
Clyde: (Punches Mike Square In The Face)
Mike: (Falls Over) Alright... I take that back.
Michael: (Goes To Whack Clyde With Candy Cane, But Clyde Grabs It And Snaps It In Half)
Clyde: I'm looking for... (Picks Denn Up) You. (Evilly Smiles)
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Denn: *gulps* Can you not hold my waist so tigh-
Clyde: *crushes Denn's waist*Β
Denn: *whimpers and struggles, trying to loosen Clyde's grip*
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Mike: (Gets Up) HEY! (Clyde Drops Denn) Ooh, sorry Denn...
Clyde: Did you need me, Mike?
Mike: (Trys To Do Powers, But Clyde Holds Up Mike's Powers In A Jar) Shit, I forgot!
Michael: What..? What's that?
Mike: I'll explain later. (Leaps For The Jar, But Clyde Dodges And Lands On Face)
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Denn: *gets up and sneaks up behind Clyde* *taps one of his shoulders*
Clyde: *looks at his shoulder* Huh?
Denn: *takes jar* Gotcha~ *tosses to Michael*
Michael: W-wha?! *catches jar* W-what do I do with it?
Denn: Give it to Mike! Or just shove it in his mouth or somethin'!
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Mike: Just chuck it over here! (Catches Jar Then Opens It) (Purple Neon Comes Out, Mike Starts Floating In Mid Air, Purple Neon Swirling Around Him) Hey Clyde. You like Jarate?
Clyde: You dare.
Mike: (Spawns A Jarate Jar In Mike, Michael and Denn's hands) On 3!
Michael: 1
Denn: 2
Mike: 3
Everybody Except Clyde: (Throws Their Jars)
Clyde: MON DIEU!! (Collaspes)
Mike: (Ties Clyde Up And Puts Him On Shoulder) He's coming with us.
Michael: Uhh, Mike? You sure about that?
Mike: Positive. (Continues Walking)
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Denn: *clutches waist* My waist still hurts. And Clyde smells gross.
Michael: *laughs* No damn!
Denn: *suddenly stops* Oh no...
Michael: What?
Denn: *eyes widen* They're coming... They're all charging IN! WE GOTTA GO!Β
*multiple footsteps can be heard echoing off the walls*
Denn: *glares at Clyde* You better not have set that up...
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Mike: (Looks Around) Just run!! (Starts Running)
Michael: Ah, JEEZ! (Runs)
Clyde: This hasn't been set up by me.
Mike: (Sticks Some Tape Onto Clyde's Mouth) Shaddup.
Clyde: (Muffled Groans)
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Denn: *runs* Where do you even get the tape Mike?!
Michael: He has everything in his pockets! Just don't ask! *runs ahead*
Denn: *falls behind*
Michael: Keep up yo!
Denn: *pants* Y-you guys are like the fastest classes! How do you expect me to?
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Michael: (Looks at Mike)
Mike: Nope. I've already got Clyde.
Michael: (Sighs) Fine... (Picks Denn Up And Runs Like Hell)
Mike: Wait... Who are we running from?
Michael: Th- (Looks Behind) Oh. Nobody.
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