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tf2-plus2 · 9 months
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(another doodle, dunno what Soldier's suggesting or thinking about, but it has Demo concerned lol)
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Employee Profile #72
Employee Profile for; Tavish Finnegan DeGroot Demoman
Age; 36
Hair; Very Dark Brown/Black
Eyes; Warm Brown
Blood Type; AB Negative
Height; 6'2"/187.9 CM
Weight; 214 Lbs/97.1 kg
D.O.B.; September 14, 1924
P.O.B.; Ullapool, Scotland
Class; Demoman
Job; House Cleaning
Background Information; We found out about Demoman when Scottish newspapers began reporting on a man who had very precisely blown the foundation of a rather sizable mansion without damaging surrounding areas. It seems he was making a living at the time as both a house clearer and cleaner, as we found him washing a house next to the one he had cleared. Lord DeGroot said he had been looking for a true place to push his explosives to their limits and fully utilize his demolitions skills. As well as test recipes for his family's alcohol making to send home to his mother. The men already on base have been more than eager to assist with the latter goal, and we have agreed to produce some of them in turn for importing his favorite hometown liqueur.
Weapons; Lord DeGroot has brought his experience with him, along with several variations of grenades and projectile explosives. His timed and remote controlled bombs are particularly useful in combat. He appears to also be trained with more traditional weapons of the Highlands such as claymores, great axes, and shields. This will definitely prove interesting, as no other man on the team currently uses weapons quite like them...
Notes; We have had to contact a brewery local to his hometown to import enough "Scrumpy" for him. It is a wonder how his body and brain function when he seems constantly drowned in liqueur, but he does his job. He has no professional qualifications, but is extremely knowledgeable in the field of explosives. He does seem to frequently pick up small odd jobs on the side, and much of his paycheck that doesn't go towards his alcohol and ingredients goes to his mother.
Hiring Date; [REDACTED], 1960
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(did I stay up later than I should have to defeat the ADHD and get these sketched? ... maybe. but now we get to clean them up after I've slept!)
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Demo grumbled as he made his way to Engineer's lab. Retriever was supposed to be bringing him a new shipment of powders and chemicals for his explosives, but he'd seemed to become distracted. He knocked at the door, "Aye! Engineer, ya there? I'm lookin' fer R'triever in there!"
Engineer poked his hard hat covered head out the door, "He ain't here. Ya might check with th'resta th'team, Demo."
"Ack... Fine. If ya see him, tell 'im I wan' my stock deliv'ry, aye?"
He nodded, "Will do!" and waved as Demo went to search the rest of the base.
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