Snippet #1786468

The RED Sniper was poking his head out of the RED building on the RED side of 2Fort. They hadn't received much intel, but his suspicions were confirmed. The administrator sent some information on a new enemy, far worse than the BLU team. There weren't many details yet, but one of them was rumored to be a sniper as well. The man chuckled at the idea of an enemy sniper defeating him. But this was some kind of new enemy, so he wouldn't take his chances, especially when it was supposed to be an entirely different species, which made him wonder if it was some form of alien being that was bred to perfect sniping, like that one movie about the jungle warrior. It made the sniper shiver a little, as he reached for a cup of coffee, making sure to keep himself awake seeing as he was like paul revere in a way, having to protect the base by alerting the others to the first signs of danger. Then his thoughts went to another, even more sinister possibility…

…What if it was a woman?

The Sniper pondered the concept of a female RED or BLU team. Then he pondered the concept of boning the fem-sniper of that team if this fantasy was true. Keeping his hopes up, he reached over for an empty jar…

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The RED pyro walked up to said hill that twilight sniper was keeping her eye on, as he sat down, and brandished a picnic basket, reaching in, and getting some "flamin' hot cheetos," along with some of his favorite, aged "Fire Whiskey" as he began to have a little break of sorts, lifting his gas mask to eat and drink every few moments. When his meal was done, he proceeded to take out what appeared to look like a freshly rolled blunt, attaching it to his gas mask, and preparing to light it...