#muse: gray mann

[themannfamily]

I saw this image while scrolling and thought about Gray Mann, so here you go.

How sweet . . There is no need to remind me of that.

[themannfamily]

Oh, no. . .

im sorry for being absent again here's gray as a small ass kiti

[rengineer]

The Gravel Wars had ended, the teams disbanded. With the Mann brothers dead and the Administrator vanishing soon after, the chaos finally subsided. Though Mann Co. was still operational, their primary customers no longer needed weapons, their stocks briefly tanked.

Dr. Quincy Norman couldn’t help but feel a bittersweet relief. The war was over. People weren’t getting hurt anymore, at least not in New Mexico. But that relief was tempered by a deep sense of loss. Team Ajax was gone—his friends, his teammates, the people who had been his family for so many years. Along with that was the loss of time and effort. How many years of life wasted on this forever war?

Quincy sighed deeply, adjusting the thin medical mask over his face as he knocked on the door of the Conagher household. Gently rocking back and fourth on his feet with a nervous energy. He had gotten the address from the return label on a letter Dell had sent him weeks ago.

Quincy winced at the thought of the promise he had made. He’d told Dell he’d let him see the blueprints when the war was behind them, when Dell retired from Mann Co. Now, that day had come. It was only right that Dell finally see his father’s handiwork. The war stole Fred’s time and Dell had to grow up without a father. The least Quincy could do for Fred is try to give Dell a more complete picture. Perhaps it would be easier to sleep at night.

"Comin'!" The sound of his boots echoing faintly as he made his way to the gray wooden door. The footsteps slowed, his hand twisting the doorknob to reveal a familiar face — a friendly one, at that.

His smile widened, the crinkles and wrinkles around his eyes deepening with genuine warmth. Even after seven years, Quinn didn't seem to age a day. God bless that man's genetics, he mused.

"Howdy, Quinn," he greeted warmly, his voice carrying the easy cadence of someone glad to see an old friend. "C'mon in," he added, stepping aside to make room.

After the war, he'd bought a piece of land back in his old hometown to settle down. He spent his days helping out folks around the neighborhood — fixing up broken things like fridges, lights, and even children's toys. In between lending a hand, he finally found time to work on some of his own projects, as well as his predecessors — those half-finished ideas and prototypes that had been gathering dust for years; the owners that had died and never see them through. One of which was the EMP grenades he'd never quite managed to perfect, still a stubborn thorn in his side.

Blueprints covered one entire wall of the living room, their edges curled and surfaces layered with dust, as though they'd been unearthed from someone's grave. Some of the drawings were faded to the point of illegibility, the result of years spent forgotten. The sofas and coffee table in the room looked almost untouched — clearly meant for guests — while Dell's real workspace was in plain view. His well-worn worktable sat nearby, cluttered with tools, gears, and sketches in various stages of completion. It was clear where he spent most of his time.

"Make yourself at home. I'll rustle up somethin' for ya," Dell said as he ambled off to the kitchen.

Baking had become a regular pastime for him after the war. It scratched the same itch as engineering, with all the measuring, mixing, and precise steps. He liked the rhythm of it, and folks around town didn't seem to mind him bringin' over batches of cookies or pies now and again. Pyro, bless their heart, was his biggest fan — couldn't keep their hands off his pastries if they tried.

Moments later, Dell returned with a plate of freshly baked cookies and two steaming cups of coffee. He set them down on the coffee table and gestured to the cookies.

"Made these this mornin’. Chocolate chip, mama's recipe," he said with a touch of pride, settling into a couch near Quinn. "Help yourself."

[tf2-plus2]

(so like. I'm workin my way through those icons. and I'm thinking I'll post them as F2U w/credit

I'll even include some variations so each Merc has a RED and BLU, and y'all can get the lineart alone.

so what if I did some icons for say. Scout's Ma, the Mann Bros, Bidwell and Reddy, Olivia, Gray, etc? I'm already doing some for my Saxton, Administrator, and Pauling muses, and I can use the style practice lol)

[denimsoverlook]

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Verses

VERSE O1 : ❝Mountain Lab❞ ― Mundy has been hired as the new RED Sniper for RED team. Located high in the mountains, after an eventful trek through the snow he's led true to his new home for however long this contract lasts. What's going to happen next? related blogs : @askredmedic @askredspy @askspybot @askredengineer @thenewscout @rengineer VERSE(s) O2 : ❝Mundy Verse ― The Default Verse. related blogs : n/a VERSE O3 : ❝Blood Hound❞ ― One of the greatest predators in the world is man. The greatest trophy a head hunter could acquire. But even the top of the food chain has their own predators. It all started back on the sheep ranch, when one by one the wooly flock went missing. Young Lawrence with his fathers rifle and took matters into his own hands to find the perpetrator, expecting to find a coyote or a fox, he found fangs. Hunter of the non-human. Meet Lawrence Mundy the Vampire Hunter (additional fees for other supernatural.) related blogs : n/a VERSE O4 : ❝Fang-Bloody-Tastic❞ ― Mundy has always been different to Australian stereotypical standards, now, ever since he turned 32, he's been different to human standards. Can you keep a secret? There's a bit more to his naturally long canines than others think. Vampire AU. related blogs : n/a VERSE O5 : ❝Full Moon Mundy❞ ― Mundy, hates, magic. For good reason. He dreads every October that comes around the corner. Where Merasmus appears and kicks off nights of whimsical spells and soul harrowing mini games. Like clockwork when the bushman got irritated or overstimulated, he takes a camping trip. This time when he returned, he wasn't the same. Could someone get that damn itch behind my ear? Werewolf AU. related blogs : n/a VERSE O6 : ❝Man VS Machine❞ ― Gray Manns take over and the fall of Mann Co. wasn't all that faced the mercenaries. A new threat beyond mercenaries in BLU is on their horizon. Without the safety net of the respawn machine, it's going to take the begrudging realization that RED vs BLU is no longer, it's now Man vs Machine. (Inspired by the Bad Day series) related blogs : n/a

VERSE O7 : ❝Bloodstained and Loving It❞

― What if things were slightly different. The Freak everyone knows and loves, for his blood thirsty drive that’s bordering predatory and liking for up close combat with a variety of different knives and swords and axes. Meet Henry Murphy, the CBS that controls verse number 07, bloodstained and loving it.

related blogs: n/a

― Additional Alternate Universe(s) ‒ Wing Fortress ‒ more to be added pinned post | rules/regulations | about the muse thread tracker | ask box

[themannfamily]

Daddy will catch it for you. Alive or dead?

There’s a mouse outside and I want to get it!!!

[themannfamily]

Here’s a book recommendation. War is a racket by smelly butler you should read it. Here’s my copy. I insist

How kind of you. What makes you think you have a good taste in books? I don’t need it, I have my own library.

[whatdoesshedotothem]

Friday 30 June 1837

7

11 ¾

very fine morning had written rough draft of answer to Messrs. Alexander last night wrote ditto to Mrs. Sutherland this morning and stood musing on both letters but with satisfaction squeezed into my teeth glass and drank off the juice of 3 oranges – 1st time of my taking them in this way – the weather hot and this and etc. make me unusually feverish – mais avec le temps tout s’arrange – F65 ½° now at 8 ½ and went out till breakfast at 9 to near 10 – ¼ hour at breakfast before Mr. Gray began gravely with the assurance that A- should have no trouble with me she had only to do as she liked she began crying I changed my manner said all this was ridiculous  she wanted a good whipping and I got her right I told her I must buy a rod and in truth I must not indulge her too much said I should take her by Hull to Rotterdam and Paris the end of next month and she made no objection out again at the pools puddling with Robert Mann + five – and with Booth and about till A- sent for me about her note to Miss Rawson, and gave me Mrs. Sutherlands’ letter (received last night) to read – sat above ½ hour with A- with Mr. Gray at the [pool] and off with Robert Mann to Hipperholme quarry and there at 2 – Mr. Jubb called and brought Mr. Longdon the steam kitchen apparatus man from Sheffield going to put up the steam kitchen at the Infirmary A- sent off George with the ponies to the Hipperholme quarry, and I rode home back at 3 – just saw Mr. Longdon for 10 minutes ordered in wine and left him – his apparatus from £100 to £150 complete – A- rode to Cliff hill – and I sat in my room dozing till out again at 4 – with Robert Mann and co. rocking up against the puddle the new pool till dinner at 7 – Mr. Gray had been all the day with Mawson’s 5 men at the foundation walls of the boat-house – had Gledhill between 4 and 5 pm for taxes but said I had not money enough in the house to pay him – A- and I and Little Mary and Mr. Gray went to the meer at 8 ½ for above an hour Mr. G- towed little Mary the whole length of the water on a raft formed of the 2 large timbers that had formed the run – came in at 9 ¾ - coffee read the paper – A- and I came up to bed at 10 35 – very fine day – F59 ½° at 10 ¾ pm then wrote all the above of today – Letter tonight from Messrs. Stungess charging £5 for their engineer’s time and coming over (useless) about the coal steam-engine and Inclined plane – sorry I forgot my note to Messrs. Alexander tonight

[runawaybots]

About Us

Hi! This is a muti-muse account, run by @toyfriskman! These characters are from their fanfic Shattered Brilliance so I recommend that you go read it to see who these guys are!

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Names: Curtis and Marcel

Class: Medicbot and Spybot (respectively)

Height: both are 6'1"

Pronouns: Both use He/They

From: One of Gray's robot-making facilities

Employer: On the run from Gray Mann

Personalities: Curtis: Curtis is a Medicbot given consciousness. He gained a more nervous attitude, always worried something might happen to him and Marcel, ever since they ran from the destroyed remains of their base in Ohio. Curtis managed to remove his wheel, replacing them with legs to make him fit in easier with humans as the two try to find their way to Mannhattan.

Marcel: Like Curtis, Marcel is a Spybot given consciousness. He was designed to be the main interrogator of the captured Engineer, but he grew close to him, leaving the human in the hands of their so-called leader, Walker. Marcel only wishes to protect Curtis on their journey to Mannhattan, hoping to find the Engineer once they get there.

Bio: Curtis: He was programmed to serve and heal, much like all other Medicbots, but he was part of a group of nine bots, each given free will from Gray himself. Curtis was in charge of making sure the captured Engineer was not killed, and that he would not harm himself. During the six months the man was in captivity, Curtis and Marcel grew close to him, eventually helping him escape once the other mercenaries found them.

Marcel: He was meant to be colder than the original Spy, but Marcel ended up with an unintentional heart. He wishes to fight the man who created him, while protecting Curtis, the only other bot, and his only friend, on their way to safety.

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Banner is an image I found on google

Icon is also an image I found on google

[themannfamily]

I ask because I don’t fully understand the reason for your hostility towards me. Besides the fact that I’m selfish, vindictive, and my rumored reputation precedes me. It wasn’t me who caused all this, but those you once worked for.

To be honest, the creation of machines, in addition to my original goal, was supposed to serve as a replacement for people in the military sector. In my long life, I’ve seen an incredible number of people die, from violence, disease, poverty, and, of course, war. I can’t say I’m doing this for moral reasons, but from a rational point of view it seems useful.

Also, thanks for not depriving the child of her father. There are usually no decent people among mercenaries.

And I’m impressed that we agree at least about Hale.

Hypothetically, if I needed your help as a doctor, suppose, if I got shot in the thigh, would you have acted according to the Hippocratic oath or would you have "helped" me to die sooner?

— G.

Depends. I don’t like you but I’ve yet to decide if you are a symptom of societal rot or one of the maggots feasting in the wound. The mann family needs to die…. But also I believe you have a child in your care and I will not rob a child of their caretaker.

You’re also your profiting off of war and creating machines that will only drive society into further chaos… but you’re not as egregious as Mr. Hale. Decisions decisions.

Im undecided on you. I don’t like you but I don’t think I have the energy to hate you.

[signallxst]

muse love time! give us five headcanons or things you love about your character!

//I AM SCREAMING I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT IT FOR A LONGER TIME NOW//

1. Medi's clueless. It got separated from Gray and suffered memory loss, so all It knows is what others tell It and what is deep coded in Its systems.

2. Medi is constantly second-guessing Itself. It was thrown into a completely new environment, all alone and for the first time in Its entire life It was expected to make major decisions without supervision - It is so lost!

3. Medi tends to overtalk. Especially when teaching someone or when the topic of machinery/The Factory comes in. It is smart!!! It wants to share Its knowledge!! If it wasn't for Its dislike/fear of humans, It would spend most of Its day chatting with Engie and comparing blueprints.

//Now headcanon because I'm out of facts about It//

4. Medi will LOVE pillows. Just Its hand sinking in something is messing with Its systems but in a harmless way.

5. Medi just wants to belong. When your entire life is spend in a hivemind, being all alone in a big world is very scary. It does want someone It can trust, even while still 'belonging' to Gray Mann. It just doesn't understand it.

[awhilesince]

Tuesday, 11 December 1838

8 10/..

12 1/4

fine white frosty morning – and seen out at 9 1/4 at which hour Fahrenheit 40 1/2° and breakfast in 3/4 hour –

then had Mark Hepworth who had waited ten minutes – paid me for the 3 horses sold yesterday at Bradford fair – (no! Mangnal sold at home before he (Mark) went to Bradford) – the gray (bought in 1835? of Cooper, York) £12.18.0 Blind gin (had put out a jack spavin £6.3.0 and Mangnal £9.10.0 and the 2 pigs £5 with a turn again of 1/. which I of course gave Mark and gave him a sovereign for his Trouble of selling the horses – will lend me one of his till he gets me one – thinks of going to York fair next week –

then had Holt for a moment – thought he had best see what Harper at the Stump X Cross would board and lodge Mr Hird’s Engine-men for – Had Throp – stood talking outside the door – and then left A– [Ann] to see his bill settled while I had Joseph Mann about his account during the time he was waiting of Robert Norton’s making him a straight edge for the Engine men who begin today to put up the Engine – Holt called for a minute on returning – Harper will board and lodge the men at 12/. a week each man – reasonable enough for he says they will want five pints of beer a day –

A– [Ann] rode off to Cliff hill at 11 1/2 – I wrote the above of today – and at accounts till 1 when went down to Mr Parker for about 40 minutes – came to know whether I would put off navigation stock selling to 1 February at 431 per share upon which I should have no Expense it being for a Mrs Wells who lived away years as housekeeper with the late Mr Wiliam Mitchell of Booth Town – selling at present 3 1/12 shares at 440 = 1356 – Expense 7 = £1349 + the interest to 1 February = at 4 per cent say one month £4.10.0 Ditto ditto at 431 = 1329 + 9 per cent dividend 28 = £1357 no Expense but loss of interest – to let Mr Parker know Tomorrow night whether to sell immediately or not

Told P– [Parker] the story of Greenwood’s stopping his midsummer’s rent towards his bill for papering etc at Northgate – and desired him to see him G– [Greenwood] about the Northgate land rent which is to be placed to his account – said the H–x [Halifax] fields ought to be £16 per annum – hoped to be able to pay Mr Wainhouse £500 this Xmas or beginning of next year –

Messieurs Busfield incumbent of Coley and Mr Wilson church warden waited almost from the 1st of Mr Parker’s coming – came to ask A– [Ann] and myself to subscribe towards warming Coley church – I declined for myself said I would Tell Miss W– [Walker] but that if she chose to give anything she would send it – and if not, they would suppose she intended to decline like myself giving anything – 3 or 4 minutes with the gentlemens –

then out with Robert Mann – 1000 bricks wanted for the Engine house at Listerwick – to be taken from the pile left in the garden – out with Robert – with him in the ground above the low fish pond (with Robert from 12 50/.. to about 1 1/2 when came back expecting Holt) – and at the Conery – walling 5 feet high against the Allen Car and against the upper Conery would be 5/. a rood – 10 loads (2 horse) per rood of stone – would be 9d [pence] a yard getting at Hipperholme quarry – would go 7 times a day to bottom of Allen Car – and 6 I should think to the Conery –

had just written the last 20 lines at 2 p.m. – then at accounts and memoranda till 2 40/.. having had small parcel from Mr Harper York continuing working drawing for Tower study Chimney piece and 2 pages civil letter – enclosing the account of Messieurs Sturgess that I had the other day – Booth had best send his accounts before Mr H– [Harper] comes – will be here on Wednesday the 18th instant –

‘Have you seen the inscriptive embellishment Mr Crossland has affixed to the external frieze of the large room at Northgate? I wrote to him about it, but instead of removing it he only changed the letters from black to gold – I told him if he had not had your sanction, I thought you would not approve of it and I suppose he thought golding the letters would make them more palatable’ –

As C– [Crossland] chooses to embellish his own way, I will let alone mine – I will do no more – neither paint nor anything – I conclude he suits the taste of his customers – I have not seen the place since my return – Had just so far at 2 50/.. – It seems to me that

3 1/12 shares at £440 = 1356.0.0

1 months interest at 4 per cent 4.10.0

1360.10.0

Expense 10/. per cent on purchase) monthly to be paid to Mr Ridsdale) common on selling suppose) 7.0.0

1353.10.0

3 1/12 shares at £431 = 1329.0.0

9 per cent x months Dividend 27.15.0

1356.5.0

no Expense save loss of) 1 months interest) 4.10.0

1352.5.0

wrote to Messieurs P– [Parker] and A– [Adam] tonight to say Sell immediately – had just written and determined thus at 3 5/.. –

from 3 1/4 to 4 10/.. wrote 3 pages to Mrs Duffin –

‘Shibden hall – Tuesday 11 December 1838. my dear Mrs Duffin – It was very good of you to write to me so soon – I am sorry to say, you may be sure I want you to do me some favour, or my own idle pen would not greet you again thus early – But I give you trouble, I must set down a word or two that concern me more at heart than all I have to ask for – I had no idea that yourself and Mr Duffin had suffered so much, – the one from idleness, the other from musing and anxiety – I do hope with all my spirit that we may recover our strength entirely, the utmost strength one can expect, at 68, and that even at a perceived twenty years later, a life so valued as that of our excellent friend, may still eke out for some while longer – I owe much to Mr Duffin – I know, and think of, am grateful for it – and, come when it may, the hour that must deprive us all of him who has done so much for us and many, you will not perhaps have truer sympathy from others than from me – But give my love, and kind regards, and say for me all you think will be most agreeable – I am glad Isabella received my letter – tell her with my love, it would give me great pleasure to hear from her; but I neither think of nor expect it – I should be glad to see her here – but ….. now for domestic wants and troubles – may I ask you to send Thomas to the Register offices (unless he knows somebody likely to suit us) to inquire for a footman – and may I ask you still more? to see the man, and do for us as you would do for yourself (if you dare dare so much) assured of thus thus doing us the greatest service – the wages and clothes you would give – the requisites you would require – honest, sober, willing to stay at home, good temporaril ‘if such good luck may be within reach – the house is still so unfinished, that a stranger would suppose all yet to do – It is my miserable task for oak-wainscot that is in fault – but in an eight-centenary house like this, I like not plaster and paper – we have hardly them to stir in – Think of us without maid, (left our Frenchwoman in Paris) footman, good cook or good kitchen maid – Yet we have roast necks of mutton, and cutlets, and the like, and keep body and soul together by dint of a certain good fellowship between the latter not dependent upon dainty eating – I am glad how Eliza Raine is so well – I have brought my papers from Paris, but have not had time to look into them – But for you, I do not think I should give myself one moments trouble on the subject of the eventual disposition of her property – I may not survive her – I cannot fancy Mrs Anne looking too old to have at least some reminder of prettiness! – I remember her only as she used to be – I wish I could do this kindness to all the world – Love to Mr Duffin and the Norcliffes, etc Ever affectionately yours AL– Anne Lister Miss Walker’s kind regards’ –

had just written so far at 4 35/.. – then wrote ‘Messieurs P– Parker and A– Adam solicitors H–x [Halifax]’ Shibden hall – Tuesday evening 11 x December 1838 –

‘Sir – I think you had best sell the navigation stock immediately – I am, Sir, etc etc etc A Lister’ –

A– [Ann] returned about 4 3/4 and staid with me a few minutes – then went downstairs and gave the working drawing of the Tower Chimney piece – out in the farm yard a few minutes with John – A– [Ann] sent for me – she wrote to Mrs William Henry Rawson to say Mrs Ann Walker much better and would be glad to see her any time –

dinner at 6 1/4 – coffee between 8 and 9 – skimmed over the paper – came upstairs at 10 35/.. – fine day – thick fog in the afternoon from between 3 and 4 – Fahrenheit 40° in my study at 10 35/.. p.m. – with A– [Ann] till after 12 –

Samuel Booth poorly – John took to the post this evening my letter to ‘Mrs Duffin Petergate York’ and my note to P– [Parker] and A– [Adam]

reference number: SH:7/ML/E/22/0079, SH:7/ML/E/22/0080

[themannfamily]

Total loneliness is not always a choice, but a necessity.

They were all right.

I am now regretting having chosen a life of heartless work over the warm embrace of a lifelong companion.

Oh, longing, will you go away one day...?

[musebyanyothername]

part of me wants some new threads, another part of me knows that I should do my damn drafts. but also - 

like this for a starter. let me know if you want a specific muse too. muse pages are here, here, and then this list of muses that haven’t been added yet and are still new/in progress:

Erik Hawkins - Dom Sherwood fc (bi) (actor)

Hannah Brady - Victoria Justice fc (25)

Harper Allen - Crystal Reed fc (bi-curious) (mob daughter)

Kayla Brookes - Zendaya (actress)

Kori Neal - Virginia Gardner fc (bi) (intern/journalist)

Landon Hart - Daniel Sharman fc (bi) (nurse)

Lindsey Collins - Hailee Steinfield fc (22)

Madelyn Collins - Lydsey Forseca (spelling?) (lesbian)(28)

Madison Fitz - Danielle Campbell fc (hetero)

Mason Haynes - Chris Wood fc (bi) (cop)

Mika Lee - Arden Cho fc (lesbian)

Miles Hunter - Alberto Rosende fc (gay) (stripper)

Myles Cross - Jordan Fisher fc (bi)

Paisley Rogers - Johanna Braddy fc (bi-curious) (advertising executive)

Parker Young - Ross Butler fc (gay) (columnist)

Samuel Sutton - Matthew Gray Gruber fc (hetero) (up and coming writer)

Shane Riley - Tyler Young fc  (bi)

Simon Reed - Aaron Tveit fc (pansexual) (actor)

Tripp Caldwell - Nick Robinson (pan)

Tyson Sinclair - Tom Maden fc (bi)

Ximena Molina - Ester Exposito fc (hetero)

Valerie Myst - Lili Reinhart fc (stripper/law student) 23

Victoria Mann - Olivia Munn fc (hetero)

[winninswinninpal]

tag dump (these are subject to change)

general stuff

☠️ outta work || ooc ☠️ ☠️ talkin’ || textpost ☠️ ☠️ that’d be me || self ☠️ ☠️ under the bandana || headcanon ☠️ ☠️ another caller another dollar || ask ☠️ ☠️ greyface || anon ☠️ ☠️ now you got me thinkin’ || musings ☠️ ☠️ when’re you gonna get to enjoy it? || aes ☠️ ☠️ WHY IS HE A PICKLE? || crack ☠️ ☠️ team chattins’ || discord ☠️ ☠️ pickin’ up the phone || ask meme ☠️ ☠️ melee! youre it! || tag game ☠️ ☠️ clownin’ around || funnies ☠️ ☠️ spikeball’s talkin’ t’ me again || mun muse interaction ☠️ ☠️ what the goddamn hell are you talkin’ about? || dash commentary ☠️

other characters

☠️ how is he doing that || demoman ☠️ ☠️ lil’ ol’ conagher || engineer ☠️ ☠️ heard a lot about you || heavy ☠️ ☠️ krautf@%k || medic ☠️ ☠️ stop staring at me like that || pyro ☠️ ☠️ play ball || scout ☠️ ☠️ WE SHOT YOU TWICE || sniper ☠️ ☠️ put pants on. now. || soldier ☠️ ☠️ NOT tom jones || spy ☠️ ☠️ mousy lady || ms. pauling ☠️ ☠️ HER || helen ☠️ ☠️ put pants on 2 russian boogaloo || zhanna ☠️ ☠️ presumably dead employer || gray mann ☠️ ☠️ halloween in july || merasmus ☠️ ☠️ poor old greg || classic demoman ☠️ ☠️ here’s freddy || classic engineer ☠️ ☠️ that other heavy again of all places || classic heavy ☠️ ☠️ Where Did You Go. || classic medic ☠️ ☠️ say goodbye to your teeth! || classic pyro ☠️ ☠️ glue some gears on it and call it steampunk || classic scout ☠️ ☠️ apricot || classic sniper ☠️ ☠️ blindfolded and dangerous || classic soldier ☠️ ☠️ who are you really? || classic spy ☠️

☠️ YLW || sandwich freak || cheese ☠️ ☠️ GRN || quiet as a forest || GRN copy clover ☠️ ☠️ RED || brick shithouse || omega ☠️

[vulgarbatting]

introduction !!

( taron egerton, trans male, he/him, team fortress 2 ) * &. i know it must be scary for you, red scout/jeremy , after not surviving the takeover. to turn into someone like jeremy scott, a twenty-four year-old waiter at castle town diner, right here in castle town. just remember that you are asdetermined as you are stubborn, and to be wary, be safe, be true to who you are : neutral through and through. ( eggsy / he/him / 20 / gmt+8 )

what is UP, my dudes?? it is currently almost 3am and yet here i am writing up an introduction post for an rp group i just got accepted in!! better get started before more awful decisions follow, yeah? anyways my name is eggsy and i am a transboy from the philippines! this boy right here??? i l*ve him so much but y’all need to know that he’s literally 90% idiot and 10% human

let’s get a rundown of the 90%:

in all honesty, team fortress 2 didn’t give much of a background on scout so this won’t take long.

scout is the youngest member of the eight main characters of team fortress 2.

born from the south side of boston, scout had to learn how to solve all his problems with his fists; even at a young age. with seven older brothers on his side, fights tended to end before he could even maneuver into punching distance. 

due to this, scout trained himself to run fast. if strength isn’t on his side, then he may as well improve his speed instead. oh, how he succeeded in doing just that! he ran everywhere, all the time, until he could beat his mad dog siblings to the fray.

now as you can see, my hc for scout is that he’s trans (ftm). it’s probably one of the reasons why he wasn’t the best at fights that involved his seven older brothers. most likely picked on him constantly for being their only sister back then despite scout already knowing that he wasn’t a girl at the age of seven. (this little bullet here is my headcanon!! pls let me live my transboy dreams!!)

before castletown, scout had to go through a goddamn lot. first he was in jail with one of his team members, then he was bailed out of jail to help his team’s boss get his company back which was stolen by some evil old dude known as gray mann, and then he had to get in an awful war between gray mann’s chosen team which inevitably led him to his death. and now he’s here! with no recollection of these horrible events and his life before!

personality wise, scout is what many people would label as a fuckboy. if he sees someone he likes, he instantly makes a fool of himself by flirting with them in the most embarrassing way possible. awful pick-up lines? you betcha. awkward fingerguns and smoulders? abso-fucking-lutely. anything a fuckboy does when he flirts is something scout most likely does. 

he, however, respects boundaries.  he won’t force himself on you at least. 

other than that, scout is pretty much your usual dumbass white boy. he’s stubborn, bratty, loud, annoying, talkative, and vulgar as hell. cursing aloud is how he expresses himself, okay?

violence and running away seem to be his go-to answers for every horrible situation. if he can’t answer it with any of those two options, he might as well cry.

despite it all, scout is actually someone who would do absolutely anything for the people he cares about. he was a softie at heart and was emotionally driven compared to his other team members. he tends to close off his negative emotions though. he would rather joke it off than be forced to talk about his problems. 

this boy is pansexual as hell!!

oh!! he hasn’t had top surgery so he still wears binders!! 

i think that’s it? if you have any questions, just message me!! if any of you want to plot, you can also message me about that! i promise i don’t bite despite my muse being the way he is <33