yes I'm
having fun

Upping for the sheer awesome.

If I find burger tank in this place, I'm gonna be a one man cheeseburger apocalypse.

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Spoilers continue.

So, obviously by now, it's clear that Spy was the "American" soldier that rescued Nico when he was a boy. If Nico asked why he never told him, Spy would claim that he didn't want to reopen old wounds needlessly. He also wanted to keep his personal history under wraps - force of habit, he supposed. But now the point was moot - he was pretty much on his death bed.

Taylor would fucking lose it and would start denying the fact and saying Medic could help him, but Spy would insist that it would take way too much medical supplies to heal someone who had 3rd degree burns on 40% of his body. Maybe if it happened before the apocalypse happened, he'd have more of a chance, but it'd be unwise to even attempt it now. More than that, he just felt... tired. Tired of running. Tired of having to hide who he was. Tired of fighting. He felt it was his time to go, and he'd made peace with it.

At Taylor's despair, he'd reassure him that it was for the best, and he'd thank Taylor for being the only person in who knew how long who trusted him implicitly. Even though he'd doubted Spy when Peter was murdered, he never stopped defending him and wouldn't let everyone leave Spy to die alone on a gut feeling that he was responsible. That meant a lot to him.

Sensing his time was near, he'd ask Taylor to lift up his mask and kiss him one last time - for the road. Then, he'd ask Nico as a personal favor to "take care of" Taylor. For them to take care of each other. He'd close his eyes for a moment, then open them again, and say, "Oh, and remember when you wanted to know my name?" He'd motion Nico close and would whisper in his ear, "Giovanni".

Satisfied, he'd lay back down and would give a nod with a smile. But it wouldn

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Spoilz. Hoo-rah.

Soldier would fall apart. The entire group would be somber as they laid to rest the second casualty in a month's time. They'd bury the body like they did with Scout's, and mark it with a makeshift tombstone that had his name on it.

Everyone would be quiet in the vehicle as Taylor continued grieving over his loss - using Nico for support.

Demoman would especially be quiet, then would apologize for everything that had happened. Taylor would express forgiveness, saying he hadn't meant to set off the sticky that blew Giovanni up, and that he didn't blame him for it, as long as he upheld his promise about no longer abusing inhalants. Demo would just shake his head and quietly mutter that wasn't what he'd meant. Not entirely.

At Taylor's confusion, he'd take a deep breath, and would confess that he'd been the one to kill Peter. He'd been angry about the attention Emily was getting from Dmitri, and was getting anxious about continuing on their journey. Scout was holding them up, so he took matters into his own hands, and carried out the deed with Gio's gun to frame him for it.

Things would have probably gone very quiet in the vehicle, as everyone digested what he'd said. Then, someone (maybe Medic, or Sniper, or even Solly) would leap on Demoman and try to beat the shit out of him. Demo would try to defend himself, but wouldn't fight back, knowing he was clearly in the wrong. Eventually, Engie would pull over and someone would separate them. The assailant would be highly in favor for abandoning Demo on the side of the road for what he'd done. They'd even call a vote for it.

Dunno how that vote would've played out, but if they did vote him off the metephorical island, he'd accept their decision and would once again tell them he was sorry fo

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I can't really remember anything else I had planned. I did have an idea of keeping the drama going even if they did get to the Florida Keys and were zombie-free by throwing like a typhoon or hurricane at them or some shit, but that's all.

Really, this RP was a lot of fun, and rereading it has made me miss it bunches. I can't say I was all that taken with Nico as a character, though. He was really fucking annoying to have to work around. Reading it now, I think I would have had even less patience for his shenanigans.

You could kinda tell what characters were mine by how they interacted with Nico in the middle, towards the end. Izzy's characters were much more likely to take his side and express "concern" for him, while mine routinely thought he should man up.

I think that's why I brought in my RED Spy, tbh. To kinda be like "THIS is what (imo) Spies should be like." Playful, charming, merciless, calculated, and just the slightest bit manipulative. But not fragile.

In the end though, I suppose Nico/Taylor was always gonna be the OTP of choice, so there's not much use in griping.

Again, a lot of fun writing this, and a lot of fun rereading it. Hope yall enjoyed.

Unrelated aside: Spy chewed hum because he had an oral fixation after smoking for so long. The more you know!-

I don't really have any headcanons for anyone except that Nick is a giant Michael Jackson fan, on account if that suit of his looking like the smooth criminal outfit, which actually fits his character perfectly.

Rochelle is bi and very comfortable with her sexuality, but not like obnoxious about it.

Nick is secretly pan but repressed as fuck. He only sleeps with ladies.

Ellis is straight but he's cool with guys who aren't.

Coach is divorced. He doesn't go into it much.

Keith is deadpool.

As for the zombies, Jockeys' giggling is a form of communication, similar to that of spotted hyenas.

Spitters are a mutated strand of boomette, and chargers are a mutated strand of Tanks.

I actually see Hunters more like cats (lions, tigers, o mai) than dogs. Dogs don't generally CLAW at their victims, don't jump much, generally don't stalk their prey from above, etc. I see them sharing a lot of traits with leopards, actually.

All special infected (aside from Witch and Tank) have male and female varients - Valve was just too lazy to make differing designs for them.

Infected think survivors are mutated monsters, and really only attack out of self preservation. They don't know that THEY'RE the sick ones.

Infected don't eat the bodies of survivors they kill.

Primates are the only ones that can carry the virus. If something other than a human gets infected, the species determines what special infected they become. (Ex. All gorillas would be Tanks, chimps would be Jockeys, baboons would be hunters, orangutans would be smokers, etc)

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I hope you guys know that the L4D 1 and 2 protagonists are immune to the virus, right?

>>705
Well, that's why it's a fanfic. It would never happen in-game, so I make it happen in my fanfic. Kinda the whole point.

>>621

Later.

>>47

WHEN YOU GUNNA GIVE IT (more) TO US?

WELL? WHERE IS IT?!!

That's fucking HILARIOUS

I had a good one tonight.

Playing finale of Death Toll. I like to hide in the closet under the stairs for whatever reason.
Standing at open door, under the stairs, helping teammates kill zombies.
Charger appears across from me.
"Oh Shit."
It rears back or whatever it does, and charges me, and I do the only thing I can think of: I close the door.

Now, I realize that, with real world physics, a plywood door will not successfully block a hulking mass of muscle.
But this is Left4Dead. So fuck real world physics, I guess.

The door splintered after he hit it, but he still wasted his charge, so I was happy.

The AI director hated me last night. Playing no Mercy. SIX FUCKING WITCHES.

TWO of them within 20 feet of the other, and TWO smack dab in the saferoom doors.

Was not very nice.

I've had some fun experiences with witches lately.

Hard Rain, got the gas cans, heading back up into the elevator. Hear this soft crying, slowly getting louder, and louder, and louder...

And goddamnit, she's right in front of the elevator door when it opens.

Lacking any other options, I leap out, and slash her with my katana.

Somehow she goes down in two shots.

Aaaand then the Tank around the corner killed us.



Today I had fun with the shotgun, though. Death Toll, start climbing up a ladder. Oh shit, witch is RIGHT there. Well, luckily, we have our trusty propane tank. So I climb back up there, throw it, shoot for it, and drop back down quick.

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that's cute! Now can you draw the hunter violently tearing his claws into the cat.

shirtless?

>>619

Not sure if word filter or actual necrophilia...
Probably word filter but both would apply for for L4D. Nick/Ellis necrophilia, it exists and it’s terrifying.

>>367
Hah I like their expressions.

>>620
I like Rochelle a lot.

I could totally see her as a BDSM dom. She already wears kickass boots, she doesn't take shit from anyone, and fuck, she wears a Depeche Mode shirt, and all of their songs are about S&M (and about how God is either terrible or doesn't exist). That, and the idea of Francis being a sub is hilarious to me.

(I see Helen and Saxton Hale's relationship this way, too.)

>>439

Or gmod. yup.