#crit a cola

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What does bonk taste like

OH HO HOO THIS QUESTION IS ACTUALLY GON BE MY TOP FAV QUESTION RIGHT NOW!! Ok so,, we all know theres like 3 types a bonk, I’ve only ever remembered drinkin two of em which was the blu and crit a cola one… BUT I DO KNOW WHAT THE ORIGINAL TASTE LIKE! Which is why im gonna set this in sections BLEHH :P

First i’ll talk about the original atomic punch bonk. The one we all love and know cause like, freakin red team has it allll the time. It’s artificially cherry flavored with a hint of bourbon cola, but I’m pretty sure most of the drinks had a bit of a cola taste in it.

Next up is my personal fav, blutonium berry. Basically it taste like radiation and gas oil mixed with a very sweet flavor, that flavor being different berries combine. Blue raspberry, blue cherry just a bunch a blues. Oh and theres a bit of cola taste in it. If yall ever had mountain dew voltage, think of that flavor but basically made by monster and high sugar. Pretty insane drink if ya ask me, if someone who WASN’T me or a scout class had it i think they’d be shaking for hours.

OK LAST FLAVOR!! CRIT A COLAAA!! Y’all already probably guessed that is it may taste like grape BUT DON’T BE FOOLED BY THE COLOR!! It’s actually just bourbon cola with purple dye, crazyy I know, but one thing about is that it has the highest amount of caffeine then the rest of the drinks. Keep that information in mind.

So basically, in short, they all taste like gas and not for the weak

[icebitezart]

wanted to try and design a festive crit-a-cola, just thought it'd be a fun experiment :>

[x-martina-crane]

Selection like in The Matrix 😵‍💫

[tf2heritageposts]

Theory time: the Crit-A-Cola is literally just Testosterone.

The can says “Manliness Guaranteed”. This is the only evidence I have for this. The explanation for the crits is just Scout being really excited he got to take Testosterone.

Depending on if you believe Scout is transmasc or not, this is likely due to either Scout having a vague idea that Testosterone is connected to men, and therefore drinking it makes him more many or just being excited to take T, courtesy of Medic

this is based actually

[aprofessionalwithoutstandards]

*/**Note: These weapons are functionally identical, but you might prefer one or another for purely aesthetic purposes. I know I do

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[skyburger]

my phone feels like its going to explode (its overheating again) Thats unrelated though. whats important right now is haunted miss pauling doll that drinks all your crit-a-cola and tells you to shut up

[mugs-n-cans]

How does scout refill the Mad Milk?

Does he just pull out a carton of milk?

And Sniper's Jarate, how does he refill it? Is the jar stored somewhere?

[They look at each other].

Scout scratches the back of his neck: Well…it ain’t exactly milk. I mean—it is, but it’s just crazy radioactive. I sorta just mix milk with my crit-a-cola, and bam! Ya got Mad Milk. I keep multiple glasses for it, too! It ain’t an easy process, but I make it look easy!

Sniper: For the Jarate, I also keep multiple jars. Think the refillin’ process is self explanatory. Ya just piss in it.

[sc3ne-m1key]

I painted 2 coca cola cans to turn them into bonk (next can: Bonk crit a cola) :3

[offworldlamb-writes]

Day 21! We've done worse is today's #fictober24 prompt!

Fanfiction today! More Stardew Valley, though not specific to The View From the Farm. Just the ASS Trio playing Solarion Quest.

xxx

Watching the dice roll and bounce against his screen Sebastian soon had his head held miserably in his hand.

"Another fail?"

"Another fail," he sighed in response to Sam, rolling for damage instead. They weren't even at the final boss of the dungeon-- this was boss two out of five, if he remembered correctly, and things were not going great for them. Abigail was at death's door and his own character was down to his last two spells: Sam was doing great, considering the situation, but it didn't help them much right now.

This guy hit for a lot of damage, too. Adding up the numbers he bit back a groan, and reluctantly took sixteen hit points off his character before asking Sam for his next move. "I have one his left in me, two if I'm lucky. Don't fuck this up."

"Ah chill, Sebastian! We've done worse than this before now!" he replied with a cocky grin, even celebrating with a little fist pump when he landed a critical success. "Full hit! Knock him out!"

"With what? You got disarmed, remember?" Sebastian quickly reminded him, rolling for rebuttal damage again as Abigail cackled between them. "And he crit you. That's twenty three damage."

"Twenty three?" seethed Sam, wincing as he looked down at his character book. Pencil in hand, he crossed out what was left of his health. "I'm out. Abs?"

Her turn went the same way as Sebastian's: a miss from her character, and a solid rebuttal from the boss. Just like Sam she scratched off what was left of her health and closed her book. "Out. It's on you Seb."

With a long drawn out swear Sebastian took his roll again. Without a proper fighter or a healer he was a sitting duck, even if he managed to get a good hit in. It was just too strong to take down on his own, and so even after a lucky hit with a lightning bolt he couldn't take a hit on his own, and was soon scratching out the last of his own health with a grumble in defeat. "How did we do so badly? We've done this one before..."

"Yeah but we had Maru and Penny with us. We need numbers or we can't get through," Sam reminded him as he picked up his cola can for another gulp, before raising an eyebrow with a grin. "I'm all for inviting Penny again."

"That was two years ago! We've done it since then, right?" Abigail inquired innocently, but Sebastian wasn't too confident as he flicked back through his notebook.

"Two years...?"

"Okay, yeah. We'll get a bigger team and try again. Maybe I can get someone from collage to join?" she suggested, and started packing up her things. It was getting late and he hadn't even noticed.

Walking them up to the front door Sebastian hummed softly, mulling over the thought of strangers and eventually voicing his discomfort. "We can do it just the three of us just fine. I don't really want strangers down in my room again," he said with a frown when Abigail started to protest, a quick reminder of what happened last time enough to keep her complaints to herself.

Already at the front door Sam sniggered as he turned the door handle. "Yeah, I can't believe your mum let any of us back in after that. It reeked of skunk for weeks."

Sebastian shot him a stern look. "Don't remind me. Look: we'll try again next week. It'll be fine," he assured them, before kicking them put of the house.

[triptychofvoids]

Im gonna chug bonk and crit a cola at the same time to become a temporary god. You can't stop me, but I'll let you watch

urrgh...ill go get my medigun....one of these days all of your organs will shut down, im sure of it.

[magnetictapedatastorage]

til that the tf2 wiki's 3d effect is really a bunch of still images. see below for the crit a cola:

zoomed in:

[0sbrain]

Bonk Atomic Punch vs. Crit-a-Cola

if they were real i would mix both of them and binge the resault in one big sip. for science

[username-not-registered]

Played a bit of Support Scout in MvM. And by Support Scout, I mean Damage Scout With The Candy Cane Because I Don't Have Mad Milk.

Since the health packs are so difficult to notice, there were not too many instances in which those health kits were collected. I'm definitely going to need Mad Milk in order to do any actual support. It will suck giving up the damage of the Crit-O-Cola, but healing is healing. If I ever get Mad Milk, that is.

[cosmixsaystoast]

scout owns a baseball bat for base defense

I own a baseball bat for base defense, since that's what the Scunt mains intended. 4 soldier mains and a medic try to cap my intel. "What the hell man!?" as I grab my Crit-O-Cola and aluminum baseball bat, knock the first soldiers kneecaps out, he's paralyzed on the spot. Draw my bonk atomic punch on the second man, he misses me entirely cause my brain is functioning at 3000% normal speed and nails the enemy team's Hoovy. I have to resort to my force of nature that I mounted at the top of the stairs, "EAT IT FATTY!" as the force of nature shreds through the last 2 soldiers. The sound and missed pellets set off nearby sentries. Fix spikes onto my Boston basher and charge the medic, he dies while running back to spawn cause the Bleed status effect drains 105 hp. Just as the Scunt mains intended. - Scout tf2 (probably)

[aprofessionalwithoutstandards]

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[dogboy-br4in]

Bottom's Up! oc ref's!! :3c

Names listed below!!

oc's: Cherra (he/him) Silvester (he/him) Zey (he/him) Akari (she/they) Vaniro (he/they) Crit (he/they/it) Pex (he/him) Lace (she/her) Cola (he/him) Keyla (she/her) Vanola (she/her) Drale (he/him) Cia (she/her) Lightning (he/him) Wiola (she/her) Vanilli (he/him) Twi (he/him) Ridew (he/him) Rase (he/him) Faygo (he/him) Crea (he/him)