#grn scream

[gh0stgerm]

i hate being gay what do you mean I can only focus on work if I listen to my niche musical at the same time

[tavernofdragons]

Why hello. I got one days worth of wifi until I get back home.

Two things

One:

Welcome @blc-technican and @ylw-technican to the technician family.

Two:

All of my tf2 ocs in on images.

Ones in it that aren't mentioned from point one,

@the-tracker-tf2

@the-technition-red

@the-blu-technition

@grn-technition

[silly-solnyshko]

-drops this poorly cropped sketch of Jess and runs-

(Totally not still awake at 6am with no sleep)

[the-1-foxy]

Finally had some time to made designs for these characters I had bouncing around in my brain for a while

[professionally-petty]

[Recording Log: Assistant Peter | GRN-YLW Operations | Timestamp: Classified]

Alright, listen up, because I’m only saying this once.

The name's Peter. Not 'Pete,' not 'Petey,' and God forbid, never just 'Assistant.'

Anyways Im the Assistant to GRN-YLW Operations, professional handler of chaos, and...let’s be honest...the only person in this building who knows how to use a damn stapler correctly...

My job? Everything. Logistics, schedules, managing egos, and ensuring this team doesn’t accidentally blow itself up before lunch. Frankly, I deserve a medal for putting up with this bullshit of incompetence. But do I get one? No. Instead, I get last-minute emergencies and a pile of paperwork that could rival Mount Everest.

Why do I do it? Because if I didn’t, this place would collapse faster than a Scout’s patience in a losing game... And if you think I’m exaggerating, try spending five minutes here without me. I dare you...

Anyway, if nothing’s actively on fire, I’m ending this recording. I have better things to do—like fixing all of your mistakes. Goodbye.

Heres some things to keep yourselves organized such as myself

Tags:

📞#hello? its peter - answering questions

📞#someone is calling - interacting

📞#I got a job for you - asking questions

📞#journal entry - random peter bs

📞#(I AM SO SORRY QMQ) - mod apologizing for peter aka peter being a fucking bitch compilation

PSSSSSTTTT OI OI OI (baka-) MOD STUFF DOWN HERE!!!

Mod is a minor! so pls dont do anything weird! Like super weird asks and stuff. but rizz up the asshole all ya want ig?

You know the usual DNI; if ur homophobic, racist, transphobic, bigoted zoo/pedophile stuff ect ect JUST DON'T EVEN BOTHER-

any acc is highly encouraged to interact :DD feel free to ask questions and such! HUZZAH

feel free to ship him with anyone/any of your OCS!! I'm really happy to do so!

Fun Fact :D :peter's pronouns are he/they and he is intersex YUPPIE so do what you will with that information!!

here are some of mod's tags

TAGS (mod edition):

🍜#(ze noodle is doodle) - any drawings of peter i did

🍜#(CRYING,SCREAMING,GRIPPING YOU) - FANART DONE BY ANYONE!! fan art is highly encouraged and i love it when you draw the silly fucking bastard

🍜#(I AM SO SORRY QMQ) - like at the top- Im apologizing for peter-

🍜#HEAR YE HEAR YE 🗣️ - mod annoucements

[1-800-deactivatednearu]

I think its really funny that everyone in tc2 is autistic.

Like a really stupid think flanker found online suddenly becomes an echolalia to everyone on the office-

This explains the meme voicelines-

[i.d.: set of 3 images. image 1: grn arsonist, looking down and off screen, saying "Get rekt." grn flanker, behind them, perks up in interest. image 2: a series of flanker saying "get rekt": to himself while throwing and catching a ball, to doctor (who uncomfortably asks "Is this a threat?"), whispered to brute, and thought while firing his lever shotgun. image 3: flanker, in front of a computer. the computer plays the wilhelm scream. preparing to imitate it, he takes a deep inhale, only to be stopped by mechanic, pushing down on his head and saying "ABSOLUTELY NOT." /end i.d.]

diversity win !! the 9 mercs who tear each other to shreds for sport are autistic and also killing you killing you k

(yall do not want to know how long this took me x_x)

[the-coincidence-child]

"..Haah.. Grn..."

[His legs swung back and forth, kicking the back of the wall. He only heard himself and the little insults the boys threw into his ears, and the foots steps from different area's of the school and white noise. Suddenly he heard singing, from the women at the top of the stairs. For some reason he felt himself enchanted by the voice. Aslan closed his eyes shut.]

"..Uwah...!"

[He fell onto his knees. Watching the boys run in fear. The sight of a almost ethereal figure roamed after them, he decided to look back down to the floor. He forced himself to listen to the boys shouts and screams get further and further away, until they sounded somewhat gone. His shot open, at the ask if he was okay. He slowly looked up at her, only so slightly where the most prominent part you could see was his eyes, his hair covering most of face however.]

"..Ah... I.. W-well.... I'm..."

[Once he got a small look at her, he felt himself feelinga bit flushed. She was really pretty and her long dark greenish hue hair amazed him. How does one keep their hair so long? None the less he shook his head hoping the slight hint of bright rose would leave his cheeks, scooting away holding onto the handle bar that hung against the wall. Finally you could see his face better. He blinked at her his hair covering the right side of his face. His flustered embarrassed face soon left, it was a little scary how quick he can switch his facial expressions.]

"I'm fine."

[He wasn't beaten up too bad, in fact he barely had any bruises or scratched anywhere. The minute he was able to get a smell of her, he does his very best to indicate what species she may be. Vampire? That should be pretty obvious, he can easily identify that. But what was that other smell? It was a little... Fishy quite literally . Aslan doesn't quite have a filter, he says what he feels and won't sugar code it.]

"Why do you smell like fish...?"

{ @the-coincidence-child }

★ꕀ༒︎ꕀ★

( "Annoying..." }

[He thought in his head. He'd simply decided to walk up on the other floors away from the middle school that was downstairs underneath the high schoolers, hoping it would give him some peace away from constant torment or annoying girls. But no, why would he even think he could get some peace up here. The Sakamaki family was popular, specifically with the girls. Not sitting right with any of the boys they would sit there aggravated listening to their girlfriends or crushes swoon over them, even little Aslan fell victim to the fan pages and so on. But those boys wouldn't dare bother those big intimidating Sakamaki's no... No they wouldn't even wanna think about it. But Aslan on the other hand. He was small, scrawny, and delicate. Picking on him seemed so easy, and not only that Aslan in no way scared them in any shape or form, so when they saw him roaming the halls they cornered him, spilling their cup of jealously and anger out on him. There was so much they could pick on him for. Too much if anything.]

". . ."

[ "Are ya just gonna stand there like a little pussy or what?" ] The 2nd year male student spat at him.

"..Hmph..." Aslan turned his head to the side seeming almost unbothered.

[ "Tch.. You Sakamaki's think yer all high and mighty... Better then the rest of us, just cuz yer all rich and pretty. Well I got news for you kid you ain't nothin'." ] The boy spout at him. Aslan kept his eyes away, pretending they weren't even there he turned his music on his headphones louder.

[They continued to make fun of him, insult him in every way they could. But Aslan stayed still, "Be the bigger person" played in his head like the song that he kept playing over and over again he'd fear the song might start playing out his ears. It wasn't until one of the older boys got fed up and ripped his headset off throwing them on the floor stepping on it. Aslan looked in shock as he saw his headset get smashed into pieces. Suddenly he was grabbed by his collar lifted up and pressed into the window harshly. He fiddled with the mans wrists scratching at them his legs kicking as well as his head moving around a bunch.]

[ "You better listen up you little freak." ]

"Let go of me you dick!! I'll fucking kill— trch.. Gaah..!"

[ "Pfftt.. Right I forgot, you can't threaten people or fight anymore right? Oh no what a shame, that Reiji can't come and save you now can he? Haha..!" ]

[ "Even if he could, a stupid little kid like him wouldn't get that far against us. I bet the kids downstairs beat you up all the time, little useless half breed." ]

[ "Are you even related to them? If my brother was half human I think I'd kill him or disown him on the spot. I bet they wanna do that with you right little half breed? I wouldn't want a freak like you." ] He flicked the side of Aslan's head.

[The boys were provoking him. Hoping he'd try and fight them so he'd get in trouble. He only struggled in the older boys grip on his now hair he kicked and scratched but he didn't feel like getting a scolding for fighting by Reiji plus a massive punishment by... That guy..]

[He suddenly noticed, at the top of the stairs a girl standing there. He hated looking weak, or seeming weak to people. So he closed his eyes and continued clawing at the boys wristt.]

★ꕀ༒︎ꕀ★

Kazemi was pretty tired from all the classes and homework. As always, school was just not the place she would like to be in, but she knew better than to argue with Ruki about it.

While walking through the halls during break time, she heard some some ruckus going on by the stairs below her and decided to check only to find two boys cornering a smaller one against the window. She stood at the top of the starts for a quile, observing and listening to the situation getting caught in surprise when the smaller boy finally noticed her.

Suddenly music filled the air. The sound of Kazemi's voice travelled through the area while she made sure to hide from the boys' view. Soon ghost like hallucinations appeared, whispering and moaning around the two bullies, followed by a sudden water explosion in the nearby drinker, making the boys run for their lives.

The girl calmly walked down the stairs towards the younger boy against the window. Her face was expressionless, yet there was a hint of kindness in her eyes. Her scent was similar to a vampire, although there was clearly something else about her.

"Are you ok?" She asked quietly.

[sinningtamer]

[ DO NOT REBLOG TO NON-KINK/FANDOM BLOGS ]

i kinda went off after looking at too much lewdlemage art lmao. you're welcome, anon

(don't worry they're fine, this is a "not taking the perma-death part of the game that seriously" AU)

[ DO NOT REBLOG TO NON-KINK/FANDOM BLOGS ]

[dysfunctionalcrab]

georgenotfound x reader [secret agent au]. can be read platonic or romantic idc

inspired by amazing artwork above by @milktea-grn

- note: this is to mostly to raise my motivation for writing since it’s been extremely low recently :/ especially so i can finish my series alt ending

warnings: guns and an explosion.

you aggressively rammed your shoulder into the door, hissing slightly at the pain that shot up and down your arm. “it’s locked,” you told him. you kept your eyes trained in both directions, anybody could catch you at any second and hold you at gunpoint.

“obviously,” you could practically hear his eye roll from beyond the walkie talkie. “there’s a keypad with a code,” george informed.

“then what’s the code?!” you asked desperately, using your finger to type in some random set of numbers, only for the keypad to light up red with the word ‘ERROR’

“give me a second to hack into the system!”

this time it was your turn to roll your eyes. you waited impatiently at the door as your heart beat faster and louder each second. you could faintly hear him type quickly on his laptop keyboard.

your head snapped to the left as your ears picked up on a sound from behind the walls

somebody was heading your way.

“hurry up,” you said through your teeth,

“it’s not as easy as it looks,”

“neither is standing outside an office that contains millions of stolen property and confidential information while a man with a gun is about to approach you, but you don’t see me complaining about it,”

it went silent for another minute, your leg was jolting up and down anxiously, what the fuck was taking him so long?

“hey!”

you turned around to see a man with a mask and full black bodysuit, he had a weapon attached to the belt that was strapped to his chest. you had no time to inspect him any further since he was running right towards you

“GEORGE HURRY UP!” you screamed into the device

“six, three, five, double nine, eight,” he screamed back, breathless from the pressure.

6 3 5 9 9 8

you typed in the combination as quickly as you could. thankfully and finally, you yanked the door open, kicking it back into the bodyguard's face as he just arrived at the door so it would lock once again. you rushed to the desk, scavenging the drawers for the folder you needed, you almost tore the desk apart. you smiled to yourself when you came across a draw with multiple different folders; a green one, a red one, a yellow one. but there was no blue.

you cursed under your breath as there was no sign of it, you could hear pounding against the door and there was no way you would find it without the bodyguards breaking in first.

“george, i can't find it,” you whispered

“what do you mean you can’t find it?”

“the blue folder,” you continued to tear the office apart from desk to shelves. it must’ve been misplaced somewhere else and you had to find it now

“it’s purple,”

you froze as if your limbs just stopped working.

“what?”

“it’s purple, it just looked blue to me.”

you had no time to yell at him for his idiocy no matter how much you wanted to. you leaped for the drawer you had previously opened, pulling out a purple folder and shoving it under your vest.

just in time. the door broke open, collapsing to the floor as a group of men appeared from behind it. your eyes widened as they began to shoot immediately, you grabbed a table lamp that was sitting on the desk, launching it towards a window as hard as you could.

pieces of shattered glass fell all over the floor, you turned back to give them a small smile, before holding your breath and jumping out through the hole you had created with the broken glass

“you can blow it up now,” you demanded.

the next thing you knew, the following second was the sound of a giant explosion that ripped through the air, you could feel the heat from the flames that erupted press against your body as you landed onto the floor without any harm, the folder was safely tucked away. you looked back around with a smirk to watch the building shatter into millions of ashes and pieces of shrapnel, leaving nothing but a burning pile.

“are you okay?” you suddenly heard george’s voice arise from nowhere.

you wiped your sweaty forehead with the back of your palm. “yeah,” you responded, your mouth curled up into a small grin as you heard him give out a sigh of relief. “you could’ve cost us the whole mission though!”

“i just forgot to correct myself earlier, it looked blue to me,”

“whatever.”

taglist @inniterhq @basilly @siriushxney @tinyegg @dreamiewrites @forutheworld @ttakinou @cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc @sabinanotfound @esylwen @cherios @yamturds @emira-a @joyfullymulti @wilczachannn @technosoot @quivvyintheclouds @honknap @mitzimania @willowsdemise@simonsbluee @sunnynapp

[fandomandangstlover]

AU , OC and stuff list !

[ Persona ]

“ Engie ” ( A Shapeshifting TF2 Engineer Clone who may or may not have a parasite )

“ The Winged Partypooper ” ( A Partypooper with galaxy wings who's the only two Partypoopers that's still wandering The Backrooms after the Fun War )

“ Jon Arbucket ” & “ Garf ” ( An Alternative version of Jon & Garfield from an Alternative Universe of the Garfield Universe )

“ SMGX ” ( Someone's failed attempt at cloning SMG3 )

+ More That I Won't Say Just Yet

[ OC ]

— Team Fortress 2

The Docile Engineer [Freak, RED?] — TAG

The Weeping Soldier [Freak, BLU] — TAG

Rubrum Caelum [Merc, RED] — TAG

Caeruleum Caelum [Merc, BLU] — TAG

Radell & Radio [Gmod Ragdoll/Prop, GRN] — TAG

The AU Hoppers (Engineer, Soldier, Pyro) — TAG

The Admins (Engineer, Demoman, Soldier) — TAG

The Flower Duo! (Petal, Vine) — TAG

Muffineer [Freak, BRW] — TAG

Heregineer [Freak, Eldritch Horror God] — TAG

Orla The Engineer [+ DnD] — TAG

The Ones in Coldfort (E, S) — TAG

The Photographer [Administration, InnerDimensional Being] — TAG

"Frying Pan" [Weapon, GRY] — TAG

Conductor & CO-OP [Train, GREY] — TAG

+ A few unnamed ones

— The Backrooms

The Disguised Partypooper [Partypooper] — TAG

The Watchful Guardian/Angel [Partypooper] — TAG

— Pizza Tower

PSA [Peppino Clone - Apart of the LiaPL AU]

Escapino [Peppino Clone] — TAG

Arderino [Peppino Clone] — TAG

Mirrino [Peppino Clone] — TAG

— Danganronpa

Aaron Esruc [Ult. Scientist] — TAG

Annaisha Michiko [Ult. Caretaker] — TAG

Konishi Susumu/Scout [Ult. Info Gatherer] — TAG

— SCP Foundation

SCP-7 — TAG

— Gacha World

P.G. — TAG

— Dungeons & Dragons

Orla The Engineer [ + TF2] — TAG

+ Few unnamed ones

— Steve Series

The Gatekeeper [Ruined Reality] — TAG

— Original Worlds

THE IMPOSSIBLE FOREST — TAG

— Fandomless

A Text Engineer ★ — TAG

The Entity — TAG

Pim? — TAG

Rainbow — TAG

Lolly — TAG

+ A lot of unnamed ones

[ AUs ]

— Crossovers

Frozen in Time (Team Fortress 2 / SCP Foundation) — TAG

MISSING ;; DELL CONAGHER (Team Fortress 2 / The Backrooms) [Blog] — TAG

Nights at Teufort (Team Fortress 2 / Five nights at Freddy's) — TAG

Security Breach : Code RED (Team Fortress 2 / Five nights at Freddy's : Security Breach) — TAG

The Conagher Files (Team Fortress 2 / The Walten Files) — TAG

Sorry! Hell is Full! (Team Fortress 2 : Original? AU / The Mandela Catalogue) — TAG

Welcome to Yellow Space / The Tower (Omori / Pizza Tower) — TAG

This is my Prayer;; Save Me From This TERRIBLE NIGHTMARE (Recreyo / The Mandela Catalogue) — TAG

DATA LOSS (Generation Loss / REDACTED SMP) — TAG

It's only a nightmare; & soon we'll be set free (Legend of the Balancers / MC Dreams) — TAG

— Team Fortress 2

Aesthetic World — TAG

Admit your Sins — TAG

Cannibal Animal — TAG

Engie in Pyroland — TAG

Engie in Weirdland — TAG

Experiment — TAG

Gang — TAG

Karma's Assistant — TAG

NAPOTTA (Not APart Of The Team Anymore) — TAG

Original? [Blog] ( au made by me and a friend ) — TAG

Self-Aware TF2 — TAG

Stitched Minds — TAG

The Puppet Master's Game — TAG

The Three Wizards — TAG

The Forest of the Lost — TAG

The Cyborgs Brothers — TAG

The AI World [Blog] — TAG

The Colour War — TAG

+ Some unnamed ones

— SCP Foundation

Unfortunate souls [Blog] — TAG

— Adventure Time

Survivors or Murderers? — TAG

Some Serial Killer AU idk — TAG

— Garfield

BuRnt — TAG

Cartoons doesn't pay the bills — TAG

Fanmade Hell — TAG

— Pizza Tower

Back To That Guy But Wrong AU — TAG

Lost in a Peaceful Land — TAG

Layers of Toppings — TAG

— SMG4

Guilty Perfectionist — TAG

Heaven Protocol — TAG

Put On A Smile & Scream — TAG

Rendering Reality — TAG

Switch The Blame — TAG

Snowed In — TAG

Mirrored Actions — TAG

FACTORY RESET in Progress — TAG [COLLABORATIVE]

GodBox-made SMG4 — TAG [COLLABORATIVE]

Welcome to the Freakshow — TAG

— Legend of the Balancers / Balancer Origins

Sheep to the Slaughter [BO] — TAG

Abandon All Hope [LotB] — TAG

Modded Balances [LotB] — TAG

String Theory [LotB] — TAG

— Unite SMP

more cursed items! yay! — TAG

— Ultrakill

Wings of Blood — TAG

God's final words — TAG

Eternal Peace — TAG

Some are very old and cringy, some I love.

[Will be updated...sometimes]

[silent-grn-snake]

Giovanni smirked beneath his balaclava, his sharp eyes narrowing as he caught the subtle shift in Sawyer’s posture. Ah, struck a nerve, didn’t he?

"Ah, but who am I kidding? Just a wild guess, no?"

he teased, his tone dripping with feigned innocence, of course, it wasn’t a guess...not really. every time that so-called neutral assistant of YLW and GRN let something slip (usually after a little too much to drink), Giovanni made sure to take a mental note and catalog every word. Little breadcrumbs for a curious mind like his.

"Anyway, that sip right there, caro mio, probably just cost me... $100? Maybe $50? Bah! who’s keeping track, eh?"

He let out a laugh, the kind of airy chuckle that screamed self-indulgence (and just a hint bitchy-) as he tugged at his balaclava. He pulled it up just enough to reveal the sharp cut of his jaw and his ever-smirking lips, now concealed by the fabric covering his eyes. With his mouth hovering over the rim of the glass, he continued, the smirk audible in his voice.

"You know, I’m no math whiz like you, Sawyer. This beauty? Oh, it set me back a neat $117,000. But don’t let that impress you too much. It’s nothing compared to a fine bottle of Merlot—now that’ll run you, hmm... what, $300,000? Give or take..."

His laugh came again, a rich, full sound as he raised the glass to his lips, savoring the moment. The first sip was slow, deliberate, but it wasn’t long before it turned into a hearty swig. The wine burned its way down his throat, leaving a warmth in his chest. He let out a satisfied sigh, leaning back like a king looking over his kingdom

"Ah, che bellezza!"

he drawled, tapping the glass lightly with his finger his ever so smug smirk revealing to sawyer, a smirk he hasn't seen in a hot minute...

"You see, Sawyer, some men drink for necessity, but me? I drink for the drama~"

even with his own name. it seemed to linger on the spy's tongue, each syllable drawn out deliberately, like a cat toying with its prey. It was a calculated tease, meant to unnerve and edge Sawyer closer to snapping...like poking a bear with a stick just to watch it growl.

Sooooo...

Your radio may or may not have been tampered with recently. There's a possibility that it has by a certain somebody, but I just ain't a hundred percent sure, y'know?

Giovanni moved through his office. he'd done this routine a thousand times before anyways but it is getting close to a new year... He dusted his shelves with a practiced hand, carefully aligning each book and trinket to perfection. His desk was next, his sharp eyes catching the faintest speck of dirt he swiftly wiped away. But then, his hand hovered over the radio.

"Che disastro..."

he muttered, clicking his tongue in frustration. The damn thing was broken...cracked casing, no sound, utterly useless. He let out a sharp breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. 'How am I supposed to keep track of scott’s endless self-loathing or lime’s...whatever he's doing' he thought to himself

Turning, he glanced over his shoulder at the YLW Engineer lurking nearby, arching an unimpressed brow.

"Ah, well,"

he said, his voice dripping with mock sweetness,

"I could call Scott, but he’s probably busy crying into his tools. Or perhaps... you’d like to make yourself useful for once? hmm? Since you're standing there like a statue."

His tone sharpened, and he waved dismissively at the radio.

"Fix it. Or go back to whatever you were doing before I made the mistake of acknowledging your presence. Vai, muoviti. chop chop!"

[gh0stgerm]

ok the amount of layering for richie's costuming is soso silly to me but i fw it bc he and pete are just opposite ends of a swagless transmasc fashion spectrum (affectionate)

[engineersuggests-archived]

suggest blog masterpost

red engineer - engineersuggests - nyann-co / skyblurry

red demoman - demomansuggests - kinda-sketchii

red spy - spysuggests - through-the-eyes-of-december

red medic - medicsuggests - theintelligentfool

red scout - scoutsuggests - soggy-lizard

red soldier - soldiersuggests - i-have-no-brain

red sniper - snipersuggests - kilometersofwhatever

red pyro - pyrosuggests - blue-nosed-fae

blu spy - spysuggestions - demonyan

blu engineer - engineersuggestions - sweatpantsromance

red heavy - im-heavyweaponsguy1 - fruit-teeth

pauling 1 - paulingsuggestions - fruit-teeth

pauling 2 - paulingsuggests - deusleonis

blu scout - scoutsuggestions - pocket-ghost

tf2 oc allan - thenewguy-suggests - marvelspiratesofthegravitywars

blu sniper - snipersuggestions - tf2strategist

blu medic - medic-suggestions - waltzmellotron

blu soldier -  soldier-suggestions - scream-fortress-two / echo-fall

bidwell - bidwellsuggests - splashtail

gordon freeman - freemansuggests - asexual-vampire

SAXTON HALE - saxtonsuggests - princepixelbunny

jerry - jerrysuggests - hallcamz

blu demoman - demoknightsuggests - princepixelbunny

pauling 3/blu spy - mspaulingsuggests - dumbdumbdetected

grn pyro - grnpyrosuggests - artisticanonskele / gravel-renewal-network-files (grn team ask blog)

tf2 oc sunny/daye - sunnysuggests - pocket-ghost

gray mann - graymannsuggests - i-have-no-brain

archimedes - archimedessuggests - theintelligentfool

veillée - veilleesuggests - through-the-eyes-of-december

paprika - paprikasuggests - nyann-co / skyblurry

ryker - ryker-suggests - tf2strategist

anthony - anthonysuggests - blue-nosed-fae

various ghost swords - ghostgangsuggests - kinda-sketchii + tf2strategist

rocky - rockysuggests - kilometersofwhatever

ellie - elliesuggests - kinda-sketchii

olivia - oliviasuggests - fruit-teeth

zhanna - zhannasuggests - poetfossils

eyelander - eyelander-suggests - (?)

tf2 oc scarecrow - scarecrowsuggests - i-have-no-brain

merasmus - merasmus-suggests - tf2strategist

tf2 oc waitress - waitress-suggests - tf2strategist

saxton hale 2 - mannco-suggests - (?)

[silly-solnyshko]

Jess is the type to respond with "👍" when texting

[yahoo201027]

HAM AUDITIONS FOR A PUNK BAND WHILE HONEYBEE AND WOLF MAKE THEIR DIRECTORIAL DEBUT ON AN ALL-NEW "THE GREAT NORTH" SUNDAY, OCTOBER 3, ON FOX

A punk band invites Ham to audition after hearing him scream. Meanwhile, Honeybee and Wolf get their first directing gig in the all-new "The Great Punkin' Adventure" episode of THE GREAT NORTH airing Sunday, Oct. 3 (8:30-9:00 PM ET/PT) on FOX. (GRN-201) (TV-PG L)

[azuralnguyendd]

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Why hello. I got one days worth of wifi until I get back home.

Two things

One:

Welcome @blc-technican and @ylw-technican to the technician family.

Two:

All of my tf2 ocs in on images.

Ones in it that aren't mentioned from point one,

@the-tracker-tf2

@the-technition-red

@the-blu-technition

@grn-technition