Medic Tf2 Comic Novels & Stories

Counter-Strike: When will I have a son like this, aha. Truman: Captain, why are you, a bachelor, talking about having a son? You deal with terrorists every day. I bet your future wife will be a terrorist. Monster: Agreed. Robin: I second that. Never Give Up: Absolutely. Miracle Doctor: Looking forward to it. Counter-Strike: Damn! I will kill one when I see one. Miracle Doctor: The two who are on vacation, go deal with him and see if he can kill you. Rainbow: No. I like Henry, not Captain.

The water slides down my throat and settles the leftover adrenaline in my chest better than the night air ever could. “Ah, that’s better.” I toss him back the almost-empty bottle. Reed sets the bottle aside and pulls a marker from his pocket. He uncaps it with his teeth, then begins scribbling something crude and lazy on the metal panel beside his shoulder. He begins to snicker and that’s when I realize what he’s doodling—a dick-shaped rocket with flames shooting out the bottom and a little speech bubble that says: “MISSION: DEEP SPACE — R.A.” “You’re unbelievable,” I groan, half laughing, half horrified.

"He's dead already. Remember, you emptied your magazine shooting at that guy?" "Not enough! I'm still going to cut him into little pieces, then I will burn them," she declared, her arms crossed against her chest. "Just please don't eat them. I happen to kiss that mouth of yours," I cringed. She rolled her eyes but continued to eye Lara as she meticulously worked on my injury. I suppressed my urge to chuckle. It was so obvious how jealous Mutiny was. Lara was our medic, and objectively speaking, she was quite pretty with a good figure. Despite her always staying professional with me, Mutiny couldn't help but watch her like a hawk. The fact that I was currently shirtless didn't help, either.

A thrilling, sweet, forced-romance arc is about to begin! I stared at the comments as a chill crept down my spine. I clenched my jaw so hard that my teeth rattled. I replayed everything in my head and finally realized what felt off. His face was caked in such heavy makeup that I couldn't see what he really looked like. He'd casually said he worked as a livestreamer, yet there wasn't a single piece of streaming equipment in the apartment. Regret hit me hard. I'd been far too careless.

I said sensing her sadness over the phone “I know” She said “I can't wait for you to be back” Only if she knew i won't be back untill a year later. “How's your deficency” She said sarcastically in a bid to lighten the atmosphere “Never been better” I replied “Hope you ain't scaring them off with your cow characteristics” we both burst into fits of laughter “Ava!!” “I'm just joking, but hope you are taking your drugs” “ Yeah i am, trust me to take care of myself” I said biting the inside of my lips.

but it was a last minute so. I smiled keeping it back,then noticed a piece of paper.I frowned but then grinned when I saw that curvy enticing handwriting I'd know anywhere.. ~hey, gone out ..I left your meds on the table..drink them :\ I'm serious or I'll shove them in your throat. Try not to miss me,I'm coming back.. ;)~Ahzar I didn't notice how my cheeks burnt but I did notice how I kept re reading the last part.. the Wink.. did he just...

As he turned and swept his gaze over the rest of the school body, their eyes dropped, afraid to make contact. 'They're afraid of me,' he thought. He felt a rush of endorphins, boosting his mood for the first time since Angelica texted him by accident, dropping herself in the shit. It was a strange feeling, but the longer he sat with them, joining in their inane chatter about the teachers they hated and the video games they played, the more comfortable it became. He found out Kez was into the same kind of music as him, and Ahmed played the same first-person shooter he was currently obsessed with.

Something long is seen coming in his direction, and he nullifies it by hitting it with Tipit. A guy with both of his eyes closed in an orange parka jacket with the hood on comes out of the blue. “How dare you tarnish this sacred place!” He yelled at them. ‘NTR and Vanilla Doujinshi, eh? As I thought, you are the guardian of this floor, Manik.” Alfi said. ‘so you haven’t forgotten me, Your Highness.” He said. “Oh, sure. I will never forget you, especially for making me hurting my friends, you asshole!” Alfi satirized him.

"We can't leave here unless the sun will die down." "Yes. Let's play wild rift first. It is the first Launch today." "Yeah! I'll use Teemo?" "No, I'll use him." "I'll go Mid Ahri." "Yeah, we have Faker here." "Yeah... I can go jungle." "I'm shoemaker!" "Hahaha!" Everyone laughed. "You are a delusional man. How can it be you?" "I am Angel of Suning man!" "Nah... I can play better than him." "Caps?" "No way! Open your phone now."