Anyone here play TF2?

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I heard you mention it before, but actually seeing it. Pathetic.

Yeah, I quit Simply because I won't tolerate anyone that is mean to my friends.

I tried SFM for the first time today. Apparently my graphics card isn't up to standard, but I can still run it for some reason. It just tends to lag, but I can deal with it. here's a finished product of my messing around:

TF2 ROLEPLAY DRABBLE TIME! (WARNING: IT IS SAD.)
(Note: The main character "she" here is Altaira, a female RED Medic stationed in 2Fort. Alfons is a male RED Medic stationed somewhere else. The two are good friends, but Altaira has fallen in love with Alfons. Unfortunately, Alfons is in a relationship and is therefore unavailable. Ember is Altaira's pet gryphon.)

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Have you ever been so lovesick, you just wanted to scream at the world, demanding to know what you did to deserve such cruelty? Have you ever wanted someone so much that your heart wasted away, bit by excruciating bit, knowing that you can’t have them? Have you ever cried day and night, until you had no tears left, wishing that you could magically turn your life around into a perfect fairytale?

Even before she left Alfons’s house, she could feel the tears coming. It was painful seeing him every time, yet she went back again and again. The sight of him was like some kind of drug, making her heart flutter and warming her instantly. Yet it also brought a stab of pain to the core of her soul - the pain of reality, that he could never be hers.

She was not the type to start fights, and she knew that, being a gentle soul, he would not appreciate it either. In this way she felt trapped - it had been so uncontrollable, so sudden, so all-consuming, and there was no way out of this limbo. He was her every thought at every moment, twisting her heart in unimaginable ways. He bound her in chains, never letting her mind float to anything else. He held her prisoner in the most blissful of prisons, and threw away the key.

Even though she was an atheist, she would pretend that God was real and pray every night that things would work out, that he could be hers at last. Like a child, she would wish on every wishing star that she happened to lay her eyes on. She would wish to escape her torture at exactly 11:11, morning and night, every day. But she knew the wishes were futile.

She slowly trudged through the snow until she arrived home. She threw her coat onto the coat rack. It fell down, but she didn’t bother with it. Instead, she took off her shoes and ran straight upstairs to her room. She locked the door and flopped onto her bed, thoroughly spent. Like a teenager crying over a breakup, she buried her face in the pillow and felt live tears start to stream out. She was used to this by now, but since she had seen him today and dared to discuss her love again, the pain cut into her heart even more.

She could not live like this anymore. She was tired of being a slave to her own emotions, unable to take control of who she loved. In her desperation, she opened the drawer of her bedside table. It took some rummaging, but she found it. She held the knife in her hands, admiring its beauty and craftsmanship. Such exquisiteness the world had, such gems and wonder. It was a pity that she wouldn’t be able to see them any longer.

She held the blade to her throat, and closed her eyes. Her teammates and lab colleagues would miss her, but she would be duly replaced. Ember would be fed by her teammates, and Alfons… She could not bear to think of him any longer. She gritted her teeth, pressed on the blade—

She sliced herself gently.

Horrified by her action, she dropped the knife onto her bed. It stained the fabric slightly with her blood. She looked down, and there was a small spurt of blood coming out of her neck. It was the artery, but it was not bleeding too badly. She quickly covered the wound with her hand and ran downstairs. The Medigun was right where she had left it, leaning against the closet. She aimed it at her throat and pushed the lever until the red rays radiated out of the device, closing the small gash.

She shook her head with disgust. Was she really going to give up everything she had worked for, everything she valued, just for one unfortunate love? Fortunately she had come to her senses just in time, and she was in control just enough to stop herself from killing herself instantly. She began to sob again, regret and guilt washing over her. Nothing was worth dying for.

There was a scar where she had cut herself. It wasn’t too visible from far away, but one could definitely see it up close. She sighed. There wasn’t anything she could do to get rid of the scar, a permanent reminder of what she had done to herself. But the least she could do was wash the blood off her hands and face.

She grabbed some clean clothes and headed to the shower.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8J1LfcvqhcQ&feature=player_embedded[/youtube]

This is hilarious. It is like if girls decided to play TF2.

I imagine Albirea as the Medic and me as the Heavy in the video. This reminded me of how I constantly weep about the woes of having endometriosis.

It's... true...

Also... "EVERYTHING MAKE HEAVY LOOK FAT!! !!"

I love that part.

Also, I found this the other day. *Warning: Strong language.*

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zLT_WiuaOjw[/youtube]

I always love those kinds of Gmod videos where they move around all crazy like that.

But seriously, that Fem Fortress 2 is so far my favorite Saxxy entry. The fact that she stuck with the original models adds a completely new layer of humor that I love. It sort of makes it look like girls are playing the game and speaking through a mic. It is also funny because Pyro who has been often thought to be a girl by fans is hinted at being a man in this video. Of course, again, there is always the fact that I have always been venting out my frustrations of being cursed with endometriosis on you and how you manage to put up with it that made me laugh, because I've been talking with you about that a lot.

Man, I wish this semester would be finished already, I haven't been playing a lot of Team Fortress 2.


For Drama, it is this one:

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L1dJvrqN_5Q[/youtube]

It makes me cry because it really hits home for me considering how I have to deal with depression and suicidal ideation every spring.

NO

NONONONONONONONONONONONONO NOT THAT VIDEO! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH IT HAS MADE ME CRY JUST NO

*runs and hides*

I KNOW! THAT'S WHY IT SHOULD WIN!! !! !

YES...

*scoops great globs of ice cream into my mouth*

Wonder if there have been any books about TF2.... yet......

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