Stainless Steel: A Team Fortress Diary
My Blade; It shines brighter than the purest of hearts. Such a shame that I must singe its beauty with the must of those who stand against the blue cause. As infinitely pure as the infant sky, as deep as the ever flowing ocean. The blue team is where my loyalty lie, for now. As for the fools in red, I wish I could say the dagger I hold will be the last they'll see. Unfortunately they will not even comprehend their life's completion. They will wander the void of unknowing for eternity.
Ah the chase begins, as my team rallies off to their demise I shall take the backdoor route. Like a chameleon in the amazon I spectate and find my teammates to be as useless as they look: they have somehow managed to get themselves picked off and a 5 man team strong and on the hunt to drain the last puddle left in the ocean. Little do they know, cyanide is dissolved in this lowly puddle and won't go without a proper duel. My lips part and just as a scout had located and readied his shotgun a single word had left my mouth:
"Melee"
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