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*BLU Sniper has been in Paradise long enough to run out of smokes. He's twitchy and cranky, oh and he has a gun. Currently he's standing on the roof of his apartment shooting at street lamps. Fortunately for the rest of the residents he has the Machina so it's firing tracer bullets. Just follow the glowing blue trails in the sky back to where he's standing. The downside is if anyone was sleeping, they're not now thanks to the loud BOOMs.
And then three shots in...*
GODDAMN BLOODY PIKERS!! This place is crocked.
*Along with some choice expletives. Turns out he can miss on occasion. But it might just be the nicotine withdrawals.*
And then three shots in...*
GODDAMN BLOODY PIKERS!! This place is crocked.
*Along with some choice expletives. Turns out he can miss on occasion. But it might just be the nicotine withdrawals.*
