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medieval lit is really fun. there will be a footnote that is like “nobody knows what the author meant there and scholars have been debating it for centuries” 

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they call him pascal serious

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crow

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Baby Igull!

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all of the heavymedic shippers immediately descending upon that last panel to make edits of either them with wedding rings or heavy's hand on medic's waist or shoulder has me fucking crying lmao

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The cycle continues lmaoooooo 😭

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How it feels to tell my tf2 friends the 7th comic came out

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Hard to want back what we wanted back then.

I first played tf2 on my brother's laptop back in 2010, I unlocked a bunch of achievements he didn't have, he's married now with a kid.

I used to waste entire afternoons on Nucleus or Dustbowl, I grew up on Harvest.

Old community servers where we all knew each other's usernames. Dead now for longer than they existed, I hope they all found a place to be happy, I hope they all are making ends meet.

I hope the ones that died remembered 24/7 Doomsday at some point before they went.

A videogame for most of us is just a periphery. Something you do when you're not doing anything else. This was no different for me, but looking back in the periphery the days where everything went well are insubstantial, but it is the miserable moments, so dark in my mind, that are dear to me now.

I played tf2 before high school final exams

I played tf2 after getting cheated on

I played tf2 after getting in a car accident

When I regained partial use of my hands the first thing I did was load up a game and see how far I could go. All I could manage was holding down W and moving the mouse, which as it turns out is more than enough to play Pyro.

But the days have worn away.

Seven years since the last major update, almost eight since the penultimate comic. I do not recognize the person who used to top score on Nucleus after school. Yet I know that somehow he and I are the same, connected by this mouse and keyboard, thousands of lines of code, maps constructed in Hammer, I wish I could join his game.

A decade ago I stumbled home with the sun rising at my back, cross faded and happy. And when I unlocked the door and stepped inside the first thing on my mind was that I should play a round of team fortress 2.

If I could choose a moment in my life to revisit it would be that one, in that capsule of time with the sun coming through the blinds, my drunken mind swimming and tired, playing team fortress 2, the greatest game I ever played. And I didnt know it, but the greatest game I would ever play.

In that moment, the possibilities for my life seemed infinite, and if there is any moment in my life that is put in resin and framed for eternity, I hope it is that little moment of infinity, rd_asteroid and all.

They couldnt have done it without us, I'm glad I didnt have to do it without them.

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My experience while reading the 7th chapter. I can't believe it's finally over, i'm still trying to wrap my head around it but wow. I was smiling from ear to ear while reading it all :)) Teamfortress 2 I LOVE YOU

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The final TF2 issue really got to me. Spoilers, but it’s the reveal that all of this suffering and murder and war over gravel and shitty land was for nothing but senseless, bottomless hatred. That the administrator can’t even remember where this revenge plot started as she flashes through different false memories of her parents’ deaths. There was never a tragic backstory or justification, only terrible people doing despicable things. And despite how crass and stupid and unserious TF2 is, the story subverts every expectation by showing the survivors and inheritors willingly breaking the cycle. Ms. Pauling lies to the administrator and chooses not to save her, and finally lets her die. (Hurts even more if you read into the subtext that Ms. Pauling is in love with the administrator.) She lets the final cache of Australium go and walks away from the burden and legacy of a century-old bloodfeud. Hale lets Gray’s daughter go and live her life freely. Spy is the first to arrive at Scout’s house and meet his big family, finally takes off his mask, and helps with the kids. Even Merasmus exhaustedly makes peace with himself and Soldier and chooses not to curse him or something. There’s nothing to finish, no promises to keep, and no one to avenge. The only thing to do is break the cycle and walk away.

It feels odd how happy and warm everything is, but it feels so right and earned. These bloodthirsty, awful, violent men were expendable cogs in a machine of endless violence, and they found a way out. It’s a genuinely great message about letting go the past that burdens you and finding the will and a way to hit the bricks, change, and be happy. Maybe they don’t technically deserve happiness, but they’ve got it nonetheless, and they’re not gonna let it go to waste. They’re still all crazy and violent, but on their own terms now and with people who love them! Smiles.

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I love Scout ending up as a single parent with a bunch of kids. He's his mom. He's literally just become his mom. And Spy is there, making up for lost time, because he wasn't there for Scout back in the day.

Spy probably still hasn't told Scout that he's his father. He probably never will. But Scout wants him in his life. They're finally a family.

+ Spy with the portrait of Scout's mother