bye_to_yer_head: (hand on hat)
PHONE
All you folks that been in Mayfield fer over a year, is this kind 'f thing normal? And if it is does anyone know where t' get a generator?


ACTION : 625 Topper Street
*Sniper hates the cold. HATES it. In fact he hasn't gone outside his camper, with the exception of work, for the past few weeks. But once the power goes out, he figures that being inside insulated walls would be better than inside his camper. Especially since he's not sure if he'll be able to go get more gas for it if a blizzard comes.

Sniper has made a pillow fort.

Out of couch cushions and mattresses and blankets and reinforced with tables and chairs and is planning on not coming out until June. Your bed is untouched Tara but the rest of the house is decimated. He has a stack of firewood and newspapers near him and he's feeding the fire in the fireplace, but trying to be stingy with the wood so it'll last. He's also grouchier than usual.

Anyone who knows where he lives is welcome to come enjoy the pillow fort along with the supplies he's been stashing in his basement just for emergencies such as this.

Also there is a tiny puppy keeping him company.*
bye_to_yer_head: (8-bit)
A: Grocery Store:
*After the whole shroomfield incident he realized that he has no first aid stuff in his house, nor a stockpile of food should he need to hole up there for a while. So you can find him in the store, pushing a cart around filled with canned and boxed food that won't go bad. Plus a small assortment of first aid stuff.

Oh and beer. A whole hell of a lot of beer.*


B. Locked to 625 Topper Street:
*Sniper is home and he's hungry. As it turns out he can't default to his normal: kill things and then eat them, mode. Because from what he's told there's bears that can't be killed in the woods and he doesn't want to deal with that right now. So here he is in the kitchen of his house glaring at a box of Hamburger Helper beef strogenoff and diligently following the instructions.

This can't be that hard right? It even has little pictures to help people inept like him! He can do this. It actually looks edible so he must have done SOMETHING right.*
bye_to_yer_head: (say what?)
*Have a friendly call from your neighborhood mechanic. BLU Sniper has been up on his roof all morning watching the swarm of rather ineffectual zombie/vampires just .. loom around in the cheesiest way. So he's offering to help out.*

I realize th' lot 'f you probably can't answer phones with yer arms stuck in capes loike a bunch of bad movie extras. But if any 'f you are sick of slowly shamblin' around, I've got eighteen bullets left. And I'm more than happy t' help put you out 'f yer misery.

Just shuffle on by Topper Street. First eighteen of you get a shiny prize.
bye_to_yer_head: (sleepin' on th' job)
*Turns out BLU Sniper has a job he's been neglecting the entire time he's been in Mayfield. After the angry phone call from his boss he headed down to the local garage and suited up in a blue jumpsuit for his first day of work as a mechanic. He's not pleased about this whole situation, but at least it keeps him from being totally bored.

He actually does know about cars, granted his area of expertise is Land Rovers with camper shells on the back, but still. It's been a fairly boring day so you can find Snipes:*


A: Sitting on a folding chair near the back of the garage with a knife in one hand and a chunk of wood about four feet long in the other, slowly chipping away the thing into a semi-circular shape. The wood looks suspiciously like it might have come from an oak coffee table.

B: Rolling damaged tires from the garage down the street and piling them near a dumpster.

C: Fighting with the coffee machine in the small office. Someone needs his coffee and is crankier than usual since he doesn't have any cigarettes.
bye_to_yer_head: (c'mon dad)
*Sniper awoke in a bed that A) Wasn't his camper, B) Wasn't in any base he could remember, and C) there was a woman down the hall that looked dead. And not in the normal "I've been blown to pieces" way either, the falling apart and lurching around kind. This would be a prime opportunity to put a bullet through her head, if only he could find his gun. Or his kukri. Or anything really.*

[Action]
*Sniper will be running around Topper avenue and nearby streets looking for the BLU base and attempting to avoid all the lurching zombies milling around. He's wearing a button up blue shirt and some slacks that he found in the closet, but somehow manages to still look disheveled.

He's armed with a kitchen knife. Prepare to be flailed at if you get too close.*


[Phone]

What th' bloody hell is goin' on? If this is some kinda joke it's not funny.

Scout, if you took my hat again I'm gonna shove that blasted earpiece down your mongrel throat.
bye_to_yer_head: (hand on hat)
June 2012
First Headshot

Jazz - Broken Sentry
Archer - Squirrel Hunting
Loosha - Dino Father's Day
Rocky Rickaby - What are you?

Johnny Sfondi - Practice in the Park
Obi Wan Kenobi - Bad Feeling About This
Hajime Aikawa - Another Archer

July 2012
RED Scout - Mistaken Identity
Aria T'Loak - Meeting in the Park
Arya Stark - Direwolf
Greed - Full Bar
Vincent - Memories of the Past
Sam Winchester - Misunderstandings
Captain Kirk - New Fangled Old Technology
Terra - Injuries in the Family
Alexander Anderson - Bake Sale
Claire Redfield - Cruelty

August 2012
RED Scout - Trip to the Dump
Margot Sullivan - Another rejoin
Stever Rogers - Trains and Arrows
Silverbolt - Maxa-what?
Canada - Missing Mooses
Nyanpire - Kitty Weight Lifting
Ky Kiske - 'Cars?'
Warren West - Tears in Reality

September
BLU Scout - Portalfield
Bernkastel - Lounging Kitty
Tony Stark - Hangovers, Parties, and More Alcohol
Crowley - Drunken reminiscing

October
Germany - Coworker
Chell - A turret appears
Locke - Unbroken Phones
Madoka - Droned
False Memories

November
Bad Weather for Bowstrings
bye_to_yer_head: (bloody shirt)
Name: Sydney
Personal Journal: n/a
Contact Info: filledwithstraw@gmail.com, [plurk.com profile] filledwithstraw
Other Characters Played: n/a
Preferred Housing: 625 Topper Street – Permission received from all parties.
Note: I played Sniper previously in Mayfield and am returning him with all his memories of the place. He had several regains, but the items I'd like for him to still have in his closet are his bow, his hat with crocodile teeth, and his BLU shirt with the Anger Hood attached.

Character Name: BLU Sniper || Mason Mundy (Canonly he only has a last name so I'm inventing a first name for him to avoid confusion with his RED counterpart.)
Character Series: Team Fortress 2
Character Age: 37
Background: Wiki Link

But to sum it all up: “In his former life as a tracker of dangerous game in the unforgiving Australian outback, the Sniper would spend months by himself. Prolonged isolation taught him a valuable lesson: You don't have to rely on other people if you never miss.”

Since that's basically all the canon we get here's some supplemental headcanon:

Sniper grew up with a set of incredibly overbearing parents who constantly pushed him towards getting a 'real' job and settling down with a wife and some kids in a nice suburban setting. His mother was supportive of him, but his father was a raging alcoholic who idolized Saxton Hale, the epitome of Australian manliness. Because Sniper didn't conform to any of the traditional ideals of what an Australian man should be; no moustache, tall and skinny instead of large and muscular, and can't punch through crocodiles, he grew to resent both his father and Saxton Hale. The fact that Saxton Hale once punched him into a lake to try and make a man out of him didn't help much.

Sniper's early life was spent in a small town in Australia and was fairly average. Shooting was a hobby he developed when he was quite young in order to have something to occupy his time. Considering where he lived it wasn't hard to sneak off and line up some cans in a tree without anyone interfering or asking where the hell he got a gun in the first place. His parents were a bit suspicious when all the money he earned mysteriously disappeared on bullets and hats. But they never expected that he'd end up in America as a hired gunman.

He once almost had what his parents wanted. He had been dating and living with his high school sweetheart for six years before he proposed, they were engaged for a little less than a year before she decided to end it. While she really did love him and care about him, he just wasn't Australian enough and she was a woman with a lot of ambition and pride and decided to leave him for a man that Sniper had fought with all his life.

Not taking any of this well at all, he ran off into the bush with just a rifle and some provisions just to think things through. Blaming himself for ruining his only chance at happiness, he fell into a rut of hunting, drinking and stifling his emotions. He enjoyed the solitude and not having any responsibility except to himself. Prior to this he had worked for a company that led hunting excursions excursions into the Outback, helping to keep together small groups of people and track game so that they could mount something on their walls back home. While he had always enjoyed hunting, doing it on his own, without the responsibility of keeping track of a bunch of wealthy businessmen became an absolute joy to him. He only ventured into town when he needed something, completely avoiding any contact with people, especially with his father who he felt he was slowly becoming.

A few years later he was recruited by BLU to become what he termed an 'assassin' to hunt down any members of the opposing organization RED. It pays well, he gets to remain mostly alone, and he's a man who really enjoys his work. He still keeps in touch with his parents occasionally, though they're less than pleased about his career choice even though he makes more money than any doctor. He still feels duty bound to call them and write them post cards, though he knows it will only end in a shouting match between him and his father.

But for as much as they complain that he's a 'crazed gunman' he really enjoys his job, though these days he favors his handmade bow over the rifle. It's a point of personal pride with him to never miss a shot. Unlike most members of BLU he's not assigned to any one base or any one team, traveling around to hunt down certain people. This adds to his isolation as he's never in one place long enough to get to know anyone, just the way he likes it. If you start knowing people, you start to care when they're messily killed on the battlefield. He's been stationed at every base TF2 Industries has except for Teufort and Sawmill. Most recently he had been at Badwater Basin, helping to push a bomb into the enemy base.

Personality: Sniper is distant and grouchy. A life of shooting things from afar has made him avoid social interaction and because of that the rest of the team doesn't view him as much of a team player. He almost never smiles, as the only real thing he enjoys is getting a perfect headshot. Good at what he does he's also an insufferable showoff, making sure everyone knows that he was the one that shot/killed them. He prides himself on being polite and efficient, so he wouldn't attack anyone without provocation, and because he always maintains a calm composure it takes quite a lot to antagonize him.

The only exceptions are Spies. He has a fierce distrust of them, even the ones on his own team. Mostly because they're responsible for ruining his shots and backstabbing him when he's focused on lining up his scope. That scar across his left cheek is a constant reminder to always be vigilant against spies sneaking up on him.

Sniper is constantly getting harassed by his team and outside of work. His own father calls him a crazed gunman and it's a running joke among the team to tell him to run five miles away so that he can shoot them. He avoids most of them as much as possible, living in a camper and keeping to himself. They're also fond of antagonizing him about Jarate, a weapon mostly consisting of his own urine in a jar. It's a completely viable defensive weapon and his attitude is, if it's good enough for Saxton Hale, it's good enough for anyone else. However, he's fully aware of what Jarate actually is and he's not going to just throw it around for fun. He's not a savage.

For all his anti-social tendencies he doesn't actually hate people and can be civil to just about anyone, including members of the opposite team. He considers RED and BLU just people doing their jobs so he doesn't hold any resentment towards members of RED with the exception of Spies who he feels are killing people and taunting them for fun. He does have a softer side but it rarely comes out. And while he really does enjoy all the solitude and quiet, he occasionally wants to have something other than just passing acquaintances who he never even bothers to learn the names of. He'd be fiercely loyal to anyone he considered a friend, but it would be difficult to become friends with him in the first place.

He's also a heavy smoker, a heavy drinker, addicted to coffee (decaf that is), and never wants to be more than about three feet away from his rifle or bow at any time. He's always armed, even going so far as to sleep with a kukri under his pillow just in case of a sudden Spy attack. He could be considered twitchy and paranoid about Spies, but really he's just being cautious and considering what Spies are like, it wouldn't be surprising at all if one of them tried to backstab him while he was sleeping.

He's professionally polite to everyone as a buffer to keep people at bay. He doesn't deal well with emotions so he goes out of his way to act like he doesn't have any. Actually, he'd like to have some friends, but he's so socially awkward and presents an outward personality of grouchiness that he doesn't know how to begin to make them. He's also emotionally fragile and resistant to letting anyone get too close. He wasn't always so jumpy and paranoid, but he's been in BLU almost 10 years now and in that time he's had more than his share of Spies backstabbing him and making him twitchy. He tries to not let it show, but Spies, BLU or RED, really make him jumpy. He hates the ease with which they can kill him and resents their gloating over it. But more than that, they've put him in a constant state of tense jitteriness since they can strike at any time.

He knows he's good at sniping, but in everything else he's a mess of low self-confidence. His job brings out his competitive nature and he really enjoys being the best on his team, but more than that he strives to always be better than the RED Sniper. Even though it's just a job, there's an ingrained rivalry there to be the best at what he does, as if that will make his parents proud of him and make him feel like he fits in with rest of Australia. Maybe he's still trying to prove himself to his ex-fiance.

He grudgingly respects his RED counterpart, partially because they're both Australian and he has pride in his heritage. But also because they're both good shots and for the most part equally matched, though he'd never admit it. He goes out of his way to take down the other Sniper when he's fighting just to prove that he's better than them. It's a good day at work when he has more headshots then RED Sniper. It's an amazing day if he doesn't get backstabbed. That would be worth celebrating with some of the Demoman's scrumpy.

The major difference between him and his RED rival is that BLU Sniper is left handed. He was also attacked by RED Spy and sports a deep scar across his left cheek. These are the only real physical distinctions between him and RED Sniper. (Although in game they're both right-handed and scarred, in the behind the scenes videos BLU is left handed and has the scar).

Abilities:He's not just bragging when he says he never misses. He really is an amazing shot with his rifle and also with a bow. However in close quarters it's easy to overpower him as he's tall and skinny and not very strong. While he has a knife, he's not that great with it, but anyone getting that close to him and attacking him runs the risk of getting covered in piss jarate.

Sample Entry:

Voice Post

Aw piss.

*Sniper picks up the phone glaring at it before angrily pushing the buttons with as much aggravation as he can muster.*

Roight. So. I guess I'm back here in this bloody troppo nightmare of a town. Someone wanna come fill me in on all I missed? Giant caterpillers or some zombie apocalypse where we all turned into ponies or what have ya. Place don't look much different than I remember.... S'anyone still here I'd remember? Crowley? Truckie? Scout? …... Spy?

An' where th' hell is my camper? If any one 'f you mongrels so much as touched her you'll be findin' yerself with a brand new hole in yer head. I best not be findin' her in pieces behind th' shop.

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