Team Fortress 2 - Assault on Sandbox

Welcome to Sandbox - the TF2 setting where anything can and will happen. You start at Dustbowl. Have fun!

The GRN (Global Resource Network) Demoman tossed the bottle of rum aside, where it shattered. Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, he leveled his stickybomb launcher and began laying the explosives all along the dilapidated rail tracks near the entrance to Dustbowl. Tracks meant bomb, bomb meant explosions, and that was something the GRN Demoman wanted to see. As the last of the bombs fell into place he straightened his 70's Chapeau on his head and took cover behind a rock formation.

meanwhile, the YLO soldier is finishing loading his rocket launcher and goes out to move the bomb.

The YLO Soldier finds that there is no bomb...or at least none of the push-down-the-rails variety. The GRN Demoman detonates his stickybombs. Behind him, a GRN Pyro wearing all winter clothing claps his hands gleefully, his jury-rigged weapon consisting of what appears to be a cooler, a fire extinguisher and a metal drum bolted together.

"Good morning, dustbowl, nothing smells quite as bloody as you" A huge brute says as he pulls a mini gun down from his shoulder and fires at a nearby soldier

The GRN!Demoman heard that and frowned. The BLU team? Here? "Bloody hell..." he muttered, stumbling forward in a drunken haze to get a good look at Jorge the Heavy. He was shadowed none too closely by the jovially skipping Pyro.

The ylo soldier takes advantage of the drunkenness and fires 3 shots at the demoman.

Jorge doesn't need advantages when he has a mini gun, he fires in an extremely rapid and inaccurate fashion, killing the a bird or two.

The Demoman yells and dives to one side. The first of the explosions promptly hurls him up out of the valley that the track runs down and by extension out of the way of the other two. The GRN Pyro stopped to watch the explosions, pleased.

The Chapoman shook his head to clear it and grabbed his sunglasses off the ground, putting them back on his face. Hefting his grenade launcher, he began tossing grenades down at the YLO Soldier (and Jorge too, if he's down there), shouting "How's tha' feel, ya blockhead?!"

Chapman ducked under a rocket as Jorge was suddenly tackled from behind by a much smaller individual, the weight knocking him forward and causing him to lose his grip on the minigun. Whoever it was had a hockey stick in their hands and locked it around Jorge's neck while clinging to him from behind, beginning to strangle him.

Barry [GRN Engineer] had just built a nice (or nasty looking) turret on top of a nearby hill. Seeing the YLO Demo-man. Barry grinned and said to his turret "Got get 'im"

The YLO Soldier quite suddenly developed a nasty case of death from a butterfly knife in the back. Spycrodeeth doffed his fedora. "Oh, Soldier, thank you for being such a dear friend." The RED Spy grinned nastily, flicking his mostly-gone cigarette onto the Soldier's corpse before disguising himself as Chapman.

The engineer grinned. Another target. Rockets! Lots of Rockets!

The sentry turret turns to face the spy. When it faces him, 3 rockets shoot out towards the spy.

Spycrodeeth, unconcerned, calmly lit a cigarette before exploding into numerous chunks of bloody, spraying meat. Apparently. Supposedly. Are you paranoid yet?   

Jorge flips the small individual in attempt to get him off his back, as he is punching the persons face.

YLO soldier tries to pry the new person off of Jorge's back with his shovel, and if that doesn't work... SHOTGUN!!

The YLO Soldier's shovel smacked GRN Female!Scout off of Jorge's back, causing her to drop the hockey stick. Unfortunately this created a situation where GRN Femscout, YLO Soldier, BLU Heavy Jorge and presumably RED Spycrodeeth were all in the same area.

"Ah, crap." Femscout said. Fortunately at that moment green stickybombs started landing. "All ye dandies, prancin' aboot with yer heads fulla eyeballs!" Chapman sang out from above.

Thinking the spy is dead, Barry turned his attention to his the YLO and BLU opponents, getting his turrets to shoot a ridicules amount of bullets in their direction.

Jorge yells bloody murder and picks up the minty as he sprints away

Femscout smiled cockily. "Not so fast, lard-fat." She had on roller skates, and being a Scout was easily able to catch up to the Heavy as he ran away, despite having to pick up the hockey stick. As she passed Jorge she swept his legs out from under him with the hockey stick, then circled around on her skates with the stick raised to smash his head.

Jorge brutally kicks the scouts legs then fires with a sidearm

The Femscout, legs kicked out from under her, went sprawling. She shook her head to clear it, only to find herself nose-to-barrel with Jorge's shotgun. "Oh, fu-" Whatever she said was cut off, not by the shotgun discharging into her face (though it was close) but by Barry's sentry gun proceeding to shoot Jorge into hamburger, sending him back to the respawn (only twenty feet away). Femscout couldn't believe her luck as she got to her feet, and sent a quick salute to Barry. "Hey, thanks, Hard Hat!"

"Cheese and crackers!" The heavy starts to walk over to find action

He finds the sticky trap detonated and YLO Soldier sent back to his own respawn again. Meanwhile the three GRN team members; Chapman, Femscout and Barry, are all congregated near the sentry gun, talking. Chapman and Femscout have their backs to Jorge.

"Sorrah for partay rocking!!!" Jorge screams as he fires his minigun