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More royal medieval tf2 ramblings

Countries/Areas

New France- Scout’s Ma, Scout’s siblings, Scout, Spy

Scotland- Demo, Demo’s parents, Soldier

Germany- Medic, Heavy, Heavy’s sisters, Engie, Pyro

New Zealand- Sniper, biological parents, adoptive parents

Other characters- Saxton Hale, Maggie, Merasmus

Scout’s Ma

She’s the queen

Technically Scout’s oldest brother rules but she helps

Deals mostly with finance and foreign affairs

She may not run the country but she certainly runs the castle. She makes sure all the servants are doing what they’re supposed to without overworking themselves

Scout’s siblings

Again, the oldest one is the current king

Everyone else is a prince

All the other siblings have various high-ranking jobs and help the eldest (Scout’s the only one without a specific position)

Scout

Because he doesn’t have a set job, he just helps wherever and however he can

He may be last in line to the throne, but he’s learned to be fast enough to be first to everything else

He‘s the biggest mama’s boy you’ve ever seen. He helps her out all the time and loves her SO much. It’s great

He also helps the servants sometimes

Knows how navigate the entire castle from outside, using roofs and the tops of towers or just plain old running through the gardens

Occasionally just runs through the castle when he’s bored

Best fighter in his family (technically he’s tied with Spy but he doesn’t know that Spy’s family)

Spends a fair amount of time with Spy just from helping him, and actually thinks he’s pretty cool. Part of him sees Spy as a father figure, but the other part buries that feeling because he just KNOWS his real dad is alive somewhere (and doesn’t know it’s Spy) so he feels bad for seeing Spy as a dad

Spy

Technically the king- was king of Old France, when the Gray Nation invaded he was the primary target

Gray Mann still wants him so he’s gone underground, staying disguised and working as the Ambassador

As pathetic as always

Only Scout’s Ma knows it’s him

Scout was like. 2 when Gray Nation invaded and he had to go underground, so he never really got to know him that well. Now he spends a fair amount of time trying to learn more about Scout

I feel is my responsability to share this. As a "little" huh heads up.

Most of us are recurring to VPNs and the like, and it's true people are disappearing. On top of that, there have been instances of usamericans literally tagging venezuelan authorities when they see a venezuelan trying to share info about the protests and the situation. I wish i was lying.

Anyways, I just feel the need to share awareness somehow.

Update: Twitter and other webpages have been blocked and can only be accessed with VPNs. There's concerns about people arrested being taken to La Helicoide, a fucking giant torture center. If people really doubt venezuelans, I'm begging you to do your own research about La Helicoide and La Tumba (If you aren't sensitive)

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How to create an atmosphere: Club

Sight

strobo light

very different styles of clothing

groups of girls and groups of guys huddled together

people dancing wild and free

people just slightly swaying from left to right

people grinding on each other

stressed barkeepers

bored looking security guards

vip areas

Hearing

loud music

whatever their conversational partner is screaming at them

a random girl crying in the bathroom

girls having random conversations with strangers in the bathroom

a fight breaking out outside or on the dancefloor

Touch

sticky floor

bodies bumping into each other

cold glasses with drinks in them

the hand of a friend out of fear of losing each other

bodies pressed together while dancing

Smell

the smell of sweat

the smell of alcohol

the smell of smoke from the smoke machine or from zigarettes or other substances

Taste

the taste of overpriced drinks

the taste of the smoke in the air from the smoke machines

the taste of a drunken kiss

I’ll have what he’s having

tumblr please stop telling me to wd40 a mouse

This is another redraw of something I made a while ago :] edit I low-key hate the way Medica face looks In this tbh

You were the healer—the last light of your party. But now your final ally dies in your arms, and there’s no one left to save. The enemy jeers, calling you useless. You look up, eyes hollow and black. The light is gone. The Void answers. You're no longer a cleric. You're something far worse.