Map: Badwater Basin. Payload.

[hands_of_blu]

BLU operations in the area have met with horrific resistance from RED of late. Steps, as they say, had to be taken. When the intelligence reports last filched from under RED's nose indicated the RED team had concentrated vast quantities of infrastructure in a single location accessible by rail from an old, forgotten BLU listening post...

Well. Who are the BLU field operatives to ignore an opportunity dropped in their lap?

Time for some serious mayhem.

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LET THE MAYHEM COMMENCE.

[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

As people talk and prepare, a woman's voice rings out over unseen speakers: "Mission begins in sixty seconds."

Positions, people. The instant the siren sounds and the gate in front of BLU's bomb cart opens, heads are gonna roll.

CRY SOME MORRRRRRRE

[crysomemore.livejournal.com]

The Heavy is waiting.

He is become death... and the pusher of a leetle cart.

Re: CRY SOME MORRRRRRRE

[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

With, mind you, accompaniment. As useful as the cart is for cover from incoming RED fire, it's hardly what one would call the best shield in the world- and anyway, the Medic figures it'll provide him with a fairly strategic position if any of their BLU compatriots or temporary recruits have need of his assistance as they progress.

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[ostro_goth]

Teja has no needs for assistance yet -- on the contrary, he would offer his!

"Shall we start?" he asks. "RED enemies, I cannot see yet."

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[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

"As you like," says the Medic. "Eizer come with us through ze tunnel up ahead- I expect zere to be Engineers beyond und zeir verdammt sentry guns- or take to ze slopes und secure ze high ground for us. Herr Demoman is on his way already."

Herr Demoman being the one-eyed fellow roaring in incoherent Glaswegian and blowing himself into the air through judicious application of clustered sticky grenades.

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[ostro_goth]

Teja takes in the terrain, and decides fast.

"High ground," he says. "Looking at the landscape, I can see that men might lurk ahead, and if I shoot them from afar, you may go on faster, and in safety."

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[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

"Sehr gut. See you on ze ozzer side," says the Medic, flashing a grin; it fades quickly at the flicker of a RED scout up ahead.

Re: LET THE MAYHEM COMMENCE.

[vance_prime]

Since when do hostile forces obey a magical voice coming out of nowhere?

...oh right.

In any case, Alyx is already running along the hillside at the edge of the basin, trying to spot the incoming BLUs without making herself too visible in the process.

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[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

There's a stocky fellow in overalls, a blue shirt, and a helmet banging away on a circular metallic affair not too far from the entrances to the BLU listening post, along with any of the other BLUs that may be headed for the hillside while the cart rolls along the tracks.

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[vance_prime]

Alyx doesn't know what that device is, but it behooves her to make sure it doesn't get finished. She drops to a low crouch behind a croup of rocks and inches toward his position.

Re: LET THE MAYHEM COMMENCE.

[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

The Engineer doesn't notice; he's beating the snot out of that thing with his wrench. Weird thing is, it looks like it's actually responding positively- metal parts and other bits unfolding at a faster rate with each whack.

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[vance_prime]

Once she gets close, she peers over the top of the rocks just far enough to get a bead on the man's back with her scattergun.

It's no sniper rifle, but at this range, it'll do.

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[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

"AUGH!" shouts the Engineer, staggering as the scattergun ammo tears into his upper back. He twists before the blood can really get under way and comes up with a pistol in his yellow-gloved hand. "Start prayin', boy!" he shouts, and opens fire in Alyx's direction.

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[gorgonfondness]

Mia's gotten some briefing on effective Pyro methods. She is by no means a pro, but she is keeping some things in mind.

This includes ducking behind corners big enough to accommodate her and her annoyingly long weapon so the end doesn't stick out.

So Alyx doesn't see her. We think.

We could be wrong, and when we're wrong, there's fire.

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[vance_prime]

Did Alyx see movement in the corner of her eye just now?

She whirls to face it, scattergun at the ready. For several seconds, she's perfectly still.

Then she shakes her head and keeps moving.

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[gorgonfondness]

Tense, tense stillness.

And when Mia is sure she is safe, she slowly presses onward, towards a promising looking ledge for an ambush.

Looks like there's going to be a trek of open space, so Mia's preparing herself to run.

Forgetting how long her weapon is for the moment.

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[vance_prime]

This time? Alyx notices.

She aims her scattergun at the shadows just behind the silhouetted end of the flamethrower, and fires.

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[gorgonfondness]

The angle was off for a direct hit, but Mia did get grazed. She goes back the way she came and comes around to the other end, facing the same trek as before but with more distance between her and Alyx.

Ah, there's the RED Scout.

Mia makes a run for it, moving in to fire at Alyx.

[dark_dancer]

Cata got herself the Sniper's kit, after talking to the Medic for a bit. (She's still taking comfort in the fact that the vest is black, but... well, she willingly ventured into it, this time.)
She found a nice perch in one of the towers, for the purpose, and is well settled in when the alarm sounds. Now, she starts watching for marks.

[uncloakndagger.livejournal.com]

There's plenty of RED targets out on the battlefield today. A Demoman is lining the tracks with a series of sticky bombs, a Heavy rounds the corner towards the tunnel, a Soldier rocket jumps through the air towards BLU base. Pyros scurry here and there, flaming everything in sight while fast moving Scouts blow away the slower moving classes.

Decisions, decisions.

[dark_dancer]

She considers her options for a few moments, then takes aim.
The Demoman, she suspects, is a little too distracted by his weaponry to notice the little blue dot.

[uncloakndagger.livejournal.com]

The Demoman is, in fact, taking a drink from his bottle while he waits for some dumb BLU to come along and get themselves blown up.

Sadly, this won't happen as the little blue dot becomes a fine red mist. The Demo's sticky bombs disappear in a flash of light.

"We got a sniper around here!" Yells a Scout who saw what happened, double-jumping erratically to avoid being targeted.

[dark_dancer]

...Well. She hadn't known the bombs would disappear as well. Handy, that; she'll have to remember it in future.
As to being semi-spotted, well. She can take her time before aiming again, this time at one of the Pyros.

Re: LET THE MAYHEM COMMENCE.

[aleister_author]

Tyler's jogging along, heading for the high ground. No reason to shoot at the RED spy scout, right?

Right.

[crysomemore.livejournal.com]

None at all... until he gets to the real war zone, at least.