Heavy: *sternly blocking their bedroom door* Doktor is not "ascending to godhood". Doktor is just sleep-deprived.
Medic: *wobbling as he charges towards Heavy* Outta my way, ungläubiger! I'm boutta liberate my divine self from this mortal shell!
Heavy: *stays still as Medic harmlessly bumps into him and falls to the floor* ...
Medic: *whimpers as he curls pathetically into a ball* ...hopital.
Words to describe blood without saying crimson or blood?
Blood—the fluid that circulates in the heart, arteries, capillaries, and veins of a vertebrate animal carrying nourishment and oxygen to and bringing away waste products from all parts of the body
Arterial - relating to or being the bright red blood present in most arteries that has been oxygenated in lungs or gills
Body fluid - a fluid or fluid secretion (such as blood, lymph, saliva, semen, or urine) of the body
Carmine - a vivid red
Cerise - a moderate red
Claret - a dark purplish red
Clot - a coagulated mass produced by clotting of blood
Cruor - obsolete: the clotted portion of coagulated blood
Ensanguine - to make bloody; crimson
Geranium - a vivid or strong red
Gore - blood, especially: clotted blood
Hematic - of, relating to, or containing blood
Hematoid - resembling blood
Hemoglobin - an iron-containing respiratory pigment of vertebrate red blood cells that consists of a globin composed of four subunits each of which is linked to a heme molecule, that functions in oxygen transport to the tissues after conversion to oxygenated form in the gills or lungs, and that assists in carbon dioxide transport back to the gills or lungs after surrender of its oxygen
Hemoid - resembling blood
Ichor - a thin watery or blood-tinged discharge
Incarnadine - bloodred
Juices - the natural fluids of an animal body
Maroon - a dark red
Plasma - the fluid part of blood, lymph, or milk as distinguished from suspended material
Puce - a dark red
Ruddle - red ocher (i.e., a red earthy hematite used as a pigment)
Russet - a reddish brown
Sanguine - bloodred; consisting of or relating to blood
Scarlet - any of various bright reds
Vermilion - any of various red pigments
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TF2 Merc references :)))
The rest of the mercs + more info under the cut
I've got reference sheets for merasmus and their stock weapons being made as well. Along with a height comparison between the mercs.
They'll be posted in a part 2!
My head cannon for the tf2 meece is that they all have a ton of scars all over from battle that the respawn machine doesn't get rid of this is just my idea for one of scouts more noticeable scars
Thinking about androids with disabilities. Weak servos, faulty wiring, damaged vocal processors, cognitive corruption, anything and everything that humans struggle with having a robotic equivalent. And just because they’re mechanical doesn’t mean it’s an easy fix, these are parts that cost thousands of dollars and need a specialized technician if they can be replaced at all. Disability does not disappear even if we can leave our flesh behind.
rating: G fandom: team fortress 2 warnings: no archive warnings apply characters: scout (tf2), medic (tf2) pairing: scout (tf2)/medic (tf2) summary: Medic can't help his feelings as he operates on Scout's brand-new über-heart.
read here or on ao3!
It took some more prodding around than what his previous patients needed, but when Medic extracted the heart out from the cavity, he couldn’t help but be completely enraptured.
It was average sized, though it appeared rather small in his large palm. Small, but strong nonetheless- the muscle beating firmly in his grasp. He’d give it another minute or so until it fluttered to a stop, which made him feel rather disappointed. The other hearts died almost immediately upon extraction, but this one- this one was determined to stay alive no matter if it was pumping nothing but air. A heart befitting its stubborn owner, he supposed.
He let his gaze travel along the fibers, amazed at how spotless and utterly perfect the tissue was. He felt his mind start to race with all the new endless possibilities. The other mercenaries’ hearts stood no chance against his new experiment- a new, compatible heart was necessary. However, perhaps this heart could push the limits and hold its own against the Medigun. But would he dare risk such a precious specimen? A chill ran down his spine, a sensation he had yet to feel in the familiarity of his operating room.
In his professional opinion, this was perhaps the finest human heart his eyes ever had the pleasure of beholding.
(Although, he may be biased.)
“Hey, Doc,” Scout said, his amused face tinged orange behind the medi-beam. “Ya done gawkin’ over there?”
Medic coughed, trying his best to ground himself, “I was just admiring the healthy state of your heart.”
“Oh yeah?” Scout snickered. “Maybe you should just take a picture instead.”
“Don’t be absurd,” Medic scoffed, gently placing the heart on a metal tray. “Formalin and alcohol do a much better job.”
Scout’s nose scrunched up at the words, “Form-what?”
“Never mind,” Medic said, attaching the Über-mechanism to the new heart. Had he said that aloud? Surely not. “Would you mind holding open your ribcage a little more?”
Scout adjusted himself on the operating table, “Ya mean like this?”
“Perfect,” Medic said, breathless. The heart beat strong in his hand, but it was nothing compared to his own hammering away in his chest. It just wasn’t fair- how can a man be so handsome on the outside, and have such beautiful insides? It was like he was ripped straight from the anatomy book he stole- borrowed from a fellow medical colleague. Every organ and system worked flawlessly, untouched by any imperfections. A blank canvas pleading to be worked on, and Medic’s hands itching to get to work.
“Ya know, I don’t mind ya pokin’ around in there.”
Medic blinked, “Pardon?” Scout chuckled, the faintest of pinks dusting his cheeks.
“Take me out to dinner, and then you can do whatever doctor crap you wanna do.”
“I would need to do it before a meal to avoid any complications,” Medic said, wondering if any of the doves tampered with the heater settings, “But I know of a lovely restaurant in town.”
“So it’s a date then?” Scout asked, his endearing smile making Medic want to kick his feet in joy. He heard the rustle of some feathers somewhere, but he paid no mind. With all the care in the world, Medic placed the heart gently into Scout.
“It’s a date.”