Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170830190857/@comment-27344811-20170830201459

(Sorry)

Cell chuckles. "Oh, dude, I have absorbed SPACE radiation poisoned Cells."

Cell grows the tail back. "What do you have against dragons anyway?"

The Spy, Heavy, Medic, Demo, and Engineer were waiting for Scout, Pyro, and Sniper in the Galactamall.

Scout walks over to the group. "Got my chicken."

Spy rolls his eyes. "Pyro and Sniper?"

Pyro comes back with a balloon and a bag of incindenary grenades. Finally, the Sniper comes back with a lil' bird thng on his shoulder.

"Look what I got, mates! A Steel Songbird!" Pyro pats the tiny Songbird on the head. (Yes, this is an actual cosmetic in TF2.) The Engineer points to the fountain. "Why not settle for the original model?"

The Songbird is sitting on a platform on the top of the fountain, making itself seem like a decorative statue. "Hooly Dooley!" the Sniper says as he raises the brim of his hat.