BLU Headquarters. Map: 2fort, CTF.

[hands_of_blu]

It seems like a perfectly sensible sort of place: pale blue walls, tile flooring, fluorescent lighting high overhead, lockers. There's even a pinup calendar.

But a close look shows the equipment locker to contain more ammunition than some Third World countries use in a month, and the same personal locker that has the small flowered purse in it has a note about asbestos stuck to the door, and the air has that faint tang of antiseptic scrub that only really happens when vast quantities of the stuff are used to wipe out every other smell possible. And a peek out the big, garage-like door reveals what looks not unlike the inside of a barn, save for the weathered Builders League United logo on the wall...


[OOC: This is the BLU side's initial post for the Team Fortress 2 plot. If you want to play on RED, stop by battin1000. Orientation takes place here and when people get in on both sides we'll have the actual war post. Consult the 2fort Team Fortress 2 wiki page to get an idea of the grounds we'll be playing on!]

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[licensed-pro.livejournal.com]

"Don't you all sound just so helpful..." Charlie remarks dryly. He'll keep the balaclava off until he absolutely has to put the damn thing on, as he hates having things over his face.

[hands-of-blu.livejournal.com]

"I mean it, Spah." Well. Spy. But that's how it comes out in the Texan accent. "We're not qualified to do it. There ain't a weapon on the other side that won't leave a hole in you so big none of us can patch it fast enough to do you any good. Find a patch kit if you want, but you're gonna need a Medic if you get your behind shot."