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Chibi Violet in Role_Play
0 ups, 2mo
[She disappears off-camera. Muffled shots can be heard. The monitor buzzes off. Cut back to the Scout with a pained expression on his face. Side view of cab with the Scout leaning back resignedly.]

Scout: Lot of people busy with busyness.

[Heavy can be seen in the background, checking the fridge's contents. The Spy walks slowly, passing front of the camera left to right, cigarette in hand.]

Spy: [smugly] Asking out that dial tone again, I see.

Scout: [sitting up and angrily gesturing] Go to hell, Spy.

[He drops his demeanor and looks dejected. He looks down, then chuckles sadly to himself. He gets out of the van. The Heavy takes a drumstick from the fridge and tosses it over his shoulder.]

[The camera pans slowly with the Scout walking left to right from the van to the table. A medium tempo jazz instrumental starts with flute, piano, and drums. He tosses the keys in the air and deftly catches them. The Soldier attempts to extricate the BLU Demoman's body from the hood of the van. The RED Demoman takes a quick spin on the Teleporter and disappears. The Heavy manages to find a Sandvich and leans contently on the fridge door and takes a bite.]
no romance in Role_Play
0 ups, 2mo
[She disappears off-camera. Muffled shots can be heard. The monitor buzzes off. Cut back to the Scout with a pained expression on his face. Side view of cab with the Scout leaning back resignedly.]

Scout: Lot of people busy with busyness.

[Heavy can be seen in the background, checking the fridge's contents. The Spy walks slowly, passing front of the camera left to right, cigarette in hand.]

Spy: [smugly] Asking out that dial tone again, I see.

Scout: [sitting up and angrily gesturing] Go to hell, Spy.

[He drops his demeanor and looks dejected. He looks down, then chuckles sadly to himself. He gets out of the van. The Heavy takes a drumstick from the fridge and tosses it over his shoulder.]

[The camera pans slowly with the Scout walking left to right from the van to the table. A medium tempo jazz instrumental starts with flute, piano, and drums. He tosses the keys in the air and deftly catches them. The Soldier attempts to extricate the BLU Demoman's body from the hood of the van. The RED Demoman takes a quick spin on the Teleporter and disappears. The Heavy manages to find a Sandvich and leans contently on the fridge door and takes a bite.]
no romance in Role_Play
0 ups, 2mo
[Front shot of the van pulling into the garage. A BLU Demoman's boot can be seen sticking out from underneath of the hood which has a hood ornament reading "SWORD". The Heavy looks harassed and brings the vehicle to a stop. The dead BLU soldier slides off the roof. The Heavy leaves the keys in the ignition and exits the van.]

Soldier: [his hand still covering the Scout's face] Goodbye, Miss Pauling! I'm leaving the van now.

[The Soldier disappears into the rear of the van and the door slides closed behind him. Cut shot to the Scout who looks relieved at the hand being removed from his face. He adjusts his hat and headset with both hands. He looks back at the door.]

Scout: Bye bye. Okay then.

[The background music stops and the van grows quiet. The Scout turns back to the monitor.]

Scout: Hey, hey Miss Pauling! Before you go. Ahh-

Miss Pauling: Uh huh?

[She is dragging a body. He stammers and scratches his face.]

Miss Pauling: [distracted] Scout? What? Say something.

Scout: [regains confidence] You're probably real busy this weekend, right?

Miss Pauling: [finished with dragging body, she stands up and wipes the dirt from her hands] Funny you should mention that. Um. Looks like I will be... burying bodies all weekend. [she grabs a Fire Axe and brings her face closer to the camera] So you don't go to jail.

Scout: [stammering] Oh g-good. So...we're both busy.

[Cut to Miss Pauling on the monitor. She looks at him quizzically in silence. He returns the glance awkwardly. Suddenly a siren can be heard in the background with guards shouting. Miss Pauling reacts and turns hurriedly from the camera.]

Miss Pauling: Oh! Got to go.
Chibi Violet in Role_Play
0 ups, 2mo
[Front shot of the van pulling into the garage. A BLU Demoman's boot can be seen sticking out from underneath of the hood which has a hood ornament reading "SWORD". The Heavy looks harassed and brings the vehicle to a stop. The dead BLU soldier slides off the roof. The Heavy leaves the keys in the ignition and exits the van.]

Soldier: [his hand still covering the Scout's face] Goodbye, Miss Pauling! I'm leaving the van now.

[The Soldier disappears into the rear of the van and the door slides closed behind him. Cut shot to the Scout who looks relieved at the hand being removed from his face. He adjusts his hat and headset with both hands. He looks back at the door.]

Scout: Bye bye. Okay then.

[The background music stops and the van grows quiet. The Scout turns back to the monitor.]

Scout: Hey, hey Miss Pauling! Before you go. Ahh-

Miss Pauling: Uh huh?

[She is dragging a body. He stammers and scratches his face.]

Miss Pauling: [distracted] Scout? What? Say something.

Scout: [regains confidence] You're probably real busy this weekend, right?

Miss Pauling: [finished with dragging body, she stands up and wipes the dirt from her hands] Funny you should mention that. Um. Looks like I will be... burying bodies all weekend. [she grabs a Fire Axe and brings her face closer to the camera] So you don't go to jail.

Scout: [stammering] Oh g-good. So...we're both busy.

[Cut to Miss Pauling on the monitor. She looks at him quizzically in silence. He returns the glance awkwardly. Suddenly a siren can be heard in the background with guards shouting. Miss Pauling reacts and turns hurriedly from the camera.]

Miss Pauling: Oh! Got to go.