NO RULES!

JUST BLOODSHED!

DBX!

“GENTLEMAN HUDDLE UP!” Spy laid out a blueprint as everyone huddle up around the table. “Listen up as I am going to only explain this once!”

Everyone sat a little closer, containing their excitement.

“We are going to infiltrate one of the biggest-” He paused, taking one more look around the room. “Has anyone seen the solder?”

Everyone looked at each other before nodding slowly.

The Spy slowly facepalm, throwing his cigarette as it land on pyro left hand. “Let me guess? He went there alone didn’t he?”

Everyone nodded at him while the pyro begins to play with his cigarette.

The Spy groaned, taken a deep breath, “well it was nice knowing him.” He pushes himself away from the table, standing up from his seat. “If anyone needs me, please don’t bother.” The Spy turned his back on them as he walked out of the conference room.

Scout looks around, scratching his cap. “So….now what?”

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“GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” The Solder rocket jumps straight to second floor from the blue intel building. Suffering only mineral damage, he pulls out his trusty shovel. “Alright maggots! Who is first to face american Patriotism?!”

The amount of curisma immitendly stop right at his sight caught wind of the blu Sniper. His body was in a limp position, with his eyes wide open with a shovel engraved in his skull as blood continues to pour out of him.

“Huh..” The Solder takes a closer look. “Hmmm?”

“GAAAAAARAHHHH!” A scream of a injured heavy catches his attention.

“HEY!” Solder sprinted down the left entrance, “If someone is gonna make you scream pain, it will be me!”

As he huts his away down to the intel room, blood began to cover around the walls. Limbs and organs scatter around the intel floor but his mind was dead set as he entered the intelligence room.

One simple run later, he bare witness one of the most gruesome acts to ever conceived.

The heavy entire body gets implanted on the concrete wall with metal bar’s piece threw all over around his arms. His stomach is cut open, oozing out a ton of organs.

A green maniacal looking bear in a veteran uniform proceeds to choke the everlasting life out of Scout with the heavy’s own intestines. The Scout desperately attempts to grab his bat as his face became a more darker shade of blue.

The bear eyes widen, having bloodshot eyes staring him down at his final moments. “Muhhahahahah!” Wrapping the remaining intestine around his his head, scout desperately claw out for air before his body loses momentum. The scout’s body limplessly drop on the floor, twitching before completely stopping. “Muhaha!”

“Who are you maggot!” The Soldier gets into position, “that color is so disgusting that I’m gonna paint you with your blood!” The bear turns around, staring him down with his pupil pulsing. He takes a look at his uniform, noticing the name tag. “Flippy! I’m going to show you how americans talk!”

Flippy pulls out his knife right out of his front shirt pocket, licking the blood, as his tongue bleeds a bit from the cut. “MUHHAHAHAHAH!”

Soldier fires his rockets, side stepping his shots to form a rotation.

Flippy runs right towards him, Jumping on the rockets. Leaping from rocket to rocket, Flippy jumps at a high enough height as he drops himself on the Soldier.

The soldiers catches him with his bare hands. Flippy swings his knife repeatedly, giving him a few cuts around the face. “GAHHHH!” Solder throws him right back where he stand.

Flippy teeth gritted together, turning his focus on heavy’s body. With a single swing of his knife, heavy’s bladder disconnects from the body. A few quick slices, all his teeth falls into the bladder trubs. He hold his breath for a few seconds before blowing right into the tube, firing the heavy’s teeth at a rapid pace.

The teeth cut threw the soldier clothes, leaving a couple of bruises. “You’ll have to do better than that!” He charges right towards, pulling out his shotgun.

The bladder’s teeth ammo quickly gave out, catching Flippy off guard. “HUH!?” Soldier tackles him straight to a wall, putting pressure around his neck.

“You maybe be able to kill some simple blue mercs but you can’t get rid of me so easily!” Solder increases his arm muscles, leaving very little room to breath.

Flippy kicks him right his face, knocking him back. “GRRRRRRAWRRR!” He leaps in the air, plunging his knife right in his knee.

“GAHHHHH!” Solder punches him away, pulling the knife out of his knee. “Time to put you back into a zoo!” He pumps his shotgun, shooting shell after shell.

Flippy ran out of the intelligence room, but the shells were spread too far thin. “GAH!” One implanted it’s shells right in his left arm. The blood spill at a rapid rate, leaving a trail behind.

“COME BACK HERE AND FIGHT LIKE MAN!” The Soldier grabs the intel, following the blood trail. “I’m going to pump your body like a pack of-” He stopped in place, noticing the blood trail right next to the sniper’s corpse. “Hmmm?”

Upon closer inspection, Flippy burst right out of his stomach, slicing Solder’s shotgun in half. ‘MUH HA HA HA!” He grabbed hold of his now defunct arm, ripping it right off. A single whip, summons its claws at a fast rate.

Flippy charges right towards him, swing his arm like a blade. With quick timing, the Solder pulls out the half zatoichi, blocking any incoming attacks.

“NOW THIS IS A REAL SWORD!” The two clash their weapons together, pressing down as the two faces almost touch.

The two back away, with flippy making the first move. The blade and claws made such a loud noise, being heard from threw out the battle field. The two evenly matched each other in swing speed. The two sweats at a rapid pace, showing fatigue.

In one fell swoop, Flippy manage to cut the solder straight thru his clothes, leaving a large mark on his chest. “Bahhahahah….HUH!?” Within his sight, the grenades he had were unpinned. As the two made contact, a small but loud explosion is made.

“GAHHHHHH!”

“WERRAAHHHHHH!”

Both of them flied across the bridge, keeping their poster in check.

The soldier landed right on his feet, “GUH!” A small crack on his knees cause him to lose balance.

Flippy slammed himself front side of his face on the boarded walls. Flippy pulls his face, suffering many splinters as a result. “GGRRRAAAHAHH!” His face quickly submerge in red, blowing off steam.

“Ok...Your gonna have to do more-” At a glance, Flippy screams as he lands right on top of him. “GET OFF OF ME!”

Flippy plunges his knife with incredible pressure. The Soldier pushes the knife but his body suffer too much. The knife slowly enters his chest, causing immense pain. “MUHAHAHAHAHAHAH!”

As death began knocking on Soldier door, Flippy notice his devilish smirk. “HUH?” HIs eyes were focused on his left shoulder pocket. His eye widen, unable to move from the sight of the pinned grenade.

“KABOOM!”

The grenade sets off, blowing the surrounding area. Flippy flies off, now with only half of his body as he screamed to the top of his lungs.

Soldier pulls out his gunboat, firing a single missile.  

Flippy looks down, with his final sight being a rocket plunged into his eye, exploding into many pieces. His guts and body parts splatter around the bridge, covering almost all of it.

Flippy’s head slide right in front of his feet. Soldier picked his head, attaching it to his belt. “You’ll fit right at home with my sever heads collection!” He pulled out the knife off his chest, hutting his way back to base.