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And I prove that I am complete and total fantard.

Alright, here's the deal; I'm writing a Team Fortress 2 fanfiction. Several actually, but only one is relevant right now.
In this story, there is a very specific scene that starts the whole crux of the plot. Part of it involves Sniper tripping over his feet and landing flat on his ass.
I couldn't resist the imagery.
3 days later, we have this.
As you can see, I kinda sorta crapped out on the background, partially because I was tired and partially because the setting for the story isn't all that spectacular.
I still absolutely ADORE this picture.
Look at Sniper's expression! It's it just PRICELESS!
And, yes, I do realize his hat looks like crap. It was drawn shortly before the background, my wrist hurt.

Team Fortress 2 (c) Valve
image/story (c) me




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PS.
Here's the scene-

Becoming You Chapter 3: Fear
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For a split second, there was nothing but silence, not only between the Sniper and the Medic, but throughout the whole room. Then somebody blinked, and the screaming started.

Both RED team members leapt away from each other with a startled yell, shock and fear disregarding the comforting grip each had had on the other's hand mere moments before. The Sniper ended up tripping over his own feet, tumbling to the ground and landing on his bum with his long skinny legs akimbo, his hat going askew as he caught himself on his elbows. The Medic almost followed suit, but managed to grab onto a stray table and keep his feet, though his stance was unsteady at best.

Some moments passed as the pair stared wide-eyed at each other, their faces wearing matching expressions of bewildered shock. It was the Medic who put the pieces together first, his eyes going wide in realization as he saw a cat-girl bolt past on all fours, her feline ears pinned flat to her skull as she yowled in a panicked frenzy.

"Bryonne?"