TF2 The Animated Series: Ep 2EXT. BLU BASE FIELD - DAYA shoddy track has been laid out in the dirt. Scout runs, passing childish obstacles with ease. He now has a backpack for keeping the bat in, and manages to move just as easily with it as he might without.When he passes the finish mark, Soldier holds up a stopwatch.SOLDIERNot bad.SCOUTYou kiddin'? That's gotta be a world record!Soldier folds his arms and imitates a wall, looking away. Freeze-frame, monochrome. SOLDIER caption and halfborder swing in. Hold for a beat, and then swing caption and halfborder back out, restore colour, and resume motion.SOLDIERThere is no such thing as a record for running fast.SCOUTIs so. I'm proof.He hits his own chest, grinning like a demon. Freeze-frame, monochrome, swing in SCOUT caption and halfborder. Hold for a beat, and then swing caption and halfborder back out, restore colour, and resume motion.SCOUTLivin' legend, right he
Jiggery PokeryThey had called him mad, but he had done it. And perhaps it was just a teensy bit mad, who could really say for certain? There were too many variables to calculate it to within a polite decimal place. Assuming that anyone had thought to decimalise madness, of course, in which case, it would only be polite if someone had bothered in the first place.The second place was what the Medic was interested in at that moment, and that place was standing on the cracked tiles of his laboratory floor, giddy as a treefrog.It was an ingenious plan, and he was halfway through its beautiful execution. It hadn't taken much in the way of chemical components. Half a pint of blood extracted from a frozen theropod, acquired through eBay after a late night and four bottles of hard liquor.He scratched his chin, wondering if the liquor ought to be counted as chemical components.Half, always half. Halfway there, half a pint of Tyrannosaurus r
TF2 The Animated Series: Ep 1INT. BEDROOM - MORNINGStacks of misc. boxes clutter the small room. " 'S STUFF" can be seen written on some of them, although the name preceding the " 'S" is never visible. The room is otherwise bare of furnishings.Scout tapes up a box, then leans on it, surveying the room.MA (O.S.)How're you doin' up there, sweetie?SCOUT (rolls eyes)I'm fine, Ma. (to self)Quit askin'...Scout hefts a stack of boxes and leaves the room.INT. LIVING ROOM - MORNING - CONTINUOUS ACTIONMa looks up from a cup of coffee as Scout enters, carrying the boxes. She starts to get up, but he drops the boxes and holds up his hands to stop her. He forces a smile.SCOUTWould you stop worryin' about me? I ain't ten anymore.MAI'll believe that when you learn to wash your face properly.Her comment is met with a grimace, which she appears not to notice. She reaches out to rub at a smudge on Scout'