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*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.
[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.
