Ach. Vhat happened? I seem to heff missed somezhing. Multiple zhings, in fact, if vhat I heff heard is correct. Vould somebody mind telling me, hm?
[[Because somebody just got off of droning and is not too happy about it.]]

[Filtered to BLU Medic.]I do believe zhat you are even more outnumbered now, Herr Haydn. [[He chuckles.]] Und you are still ( Read more... )

[[Guess who just got a very important something back? If you guessed Guntram, you're flippin' wrong point for you. When he was alerted to a package waiting for him, he was more than a little suspicious, but he got it anyway. Now, with the familiar weight of the medigun's backpack part settled on his shoulders and that comfortably worn handle in his ( Read more... )

[[This is not a happy Guntram at the moment. Waking up in a bad tux with a clip-on bowtie next to some girl he had never even met? Uh, nope, not a good way to start his morning. He's been up for a bit now, keeping a pretty good distance from the bed and occasionally glancing over at the person he'd been stuck with. Whoever that was was still asleep ( Read more... )

[[Really, he should've been expecting something similar to this. Guntram got his uniform back, at the cost of his right thumb/pointer finger. He can still do his doctorly things, just a lot less skillfully--of course he was going to lose fingers on his dominant hand. Figures ( Read more... )

[[Well, Guntram hasn't been doing badly so far since he arrived. Much to his displeasure, his drone wife respawned, at which point he locked her in the basement just to keep her out of his hair. Drone!son has respawned as well, and soon joined his mother in the basement. Guntram was more than a little confused by the box top thing that turned up in ( Read more... )

[[Just another 'wonderful' morning in 2Fort. Guntram rolls over in his bed, barely noticing in his half-asleep state that the covers are much less scratchy and the matress doesn't have that conspicuous lump that he suspected might be the former Scout's skull jammed in there. He stretches with a lazy yawn, groping around on his nightstand table for ( Read more... )