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I think mine would be a hammer or a saw, because I really enjoy carpentry and am getting pretty good at it.
Something to do with computers or programming, even though it would make little sense in the show.
A jaffa cake seems like it would be more suited to Simon of the Yogscast [http://yogiverse.com/] though..TStormer said:
ether a couple of gears or a wrench cause, "Hey look buddy, I'm an Engineer, that means I solve problems."
[A gunshot ricochets off the truck near the Engineer, he ignores it]
"Not problems like 'What is beauty?', because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy."
[Two more gunshots ricochet off the truck, close to the Engineer's head. He glances briefly at the bullet holes]
"I solve practical problems."
[The Engineer takes a bottle of beer from a nearby crate and swigs it as the level 1 sentry gun near him swivels round and shoots an unseen Heavy]
Heavy: (screams)
[The Engineer puts down the beer and continues to play. The Kill counter clicks up from 209-210]
"Fr'instance..."
[The camera shows a BLU Sniper in the background trying to sneak up on the Engineer]
"...How am I going to stop some big mean mother hubbard from tearing me a structurally superfluous new behind?"
[The sentry gun notices and kills the Sniper. The Kill counter clicks up to 211]
"The answer..."
[A level 2 sentry gun fires and kills a Scout and an unseen enemy]
Scout: (Screams)
[Kill counter clicks up to 213]
"...use a gun. And if that don't work.... [A level 3 sentry gun fires rockets] ...use more gun."
[The Engineer stops playing. A large explosion is heard and the Engineer grins happily]
Scout: "My arm!" [from off-screen]
[The Kill counter clicks up to 214. A severed hand lands in front of the Engineer, who continues playing. The level 1 sentry gun targets the hand]
"Like this heavy caliber, tripod-mounted, little 'ol number designed by me..."
[The Engineer kicks the hand, which is shot out of the air by the level 1 sentry gun]
"...Built by me..."
[The level one sentry gun shoots yet another attacker. The Kill Counter clicks up to 215.]
"...and you'd best hope...not pointed at you."
[The camera zooms out from the Engineer as his sentries continue to devastate the attackers. It is revealed that the Engineer's truck is crammed full of BLU Intelligence, and that his 'campfire' is in fact the burning body of a BLU Sniper.]
[Various screams]
[The Engineer's guitar sounds blend into the ambience, before the piece ends with the Team Fortress 2 ending flourish]
but yeah i like to build stuff.
[A gunshot ricochets off the truck near the Engineer, he ignores it]
"Not problems like 'What is beauty?', because that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy."
[Two more gunshots ricochet off the truck, close to the Engineer's head. He glances briefly at the bullet holes]
"I solve practical problems."
[The Engineer takes a bottle of beer from a nearby crate and swigs it as the level 1 sentry gun near him swivels round and shoots an unseen Heavy]
Heavy: (screams)
[The Engineer puts down the beer and continues to play. The Kill counter clicks up from 209-210]
"Fr'instance..."
[The camera shows a BLU Sniper in the background trying to sneak up on the Engineer]
"...How am I going to stop some big mean mother hubbard from tearing me a structurally superfluous new behind?"
[The sentry gun notices and kills the Sniper. The Kill counter clicks up to 211]
"The answer..."
[A level 2 sentry gun fires and kills a Scout and an unseen enemy]
Scout: (Screams)
[Kill counter clicks up to 213]
"...use a gun. And if that don't work.... [A level 3 sentry gun fires rockets] ...use more gun."
[The Engineer stops playing. A large explosion is heard and the Engineer grins happily]
Scout: "My arm!" [from off-screen]
[The Kill counter clicks up to 214. A severed hand lands in front of the Engineer, who continues playing. The level 1 sentry gun targets the hand]
"Like this heavy caliber, tripod-mounted, little 'ol number designed by me..."
[The Engineer kicks the hand, which is shot out of the air by the level 1 sentry gun]
"...Built by me..."
[The level one sentry gun shoots yet another attacker. The Kill Counter clicks up to 215.]
"...and you'd best hope...not pointed at you."
[The camera zooms out from the Engineer as his sentries continue to devastate the attackers. It is revealed that the Engineer's truck is crammed full of BLU Intelligence, and that his 'campfire' is in fact the burning body of a BLU Sniper.]
[Various screams]
[The Engineer's guitar sounds blend into the ambience, before the piece ends with the Team Fortress 2 ending flourish]
but yeah i like to build stuff.
Mine would probably be a musical note. My entire family consists of people with different musical tastes, all of which I've absorbed. My dad used to play Mozart when I was going to sleep. As of today, I'm a metalhead open to most music (except possibly reggae), and music has been my passion and love for the last years. Without the bands I listen to daily, I wouldn't be able to persevere. It might sound dramatic, but music is and will always be my greatest love.
crescent moon with with a musical note in it
yes, made my own ponie, her name is Moon Song,
she sings, mostly at night. click the spoiler if interested
she's an alicorn, far for all powerful like Luna or Celestia, more on the lines of a normal unicorn, as her magic tend to revolve around performance and light shows, she can also use the feathers on her wings to emulate different instruments
A computer. Mainly due to my knowledge and interest in internet memes. Either that or pencil because I want to be a writer. Possibly a combo of the two.
A cat, because I'm good with cats or a stack of sugar lumps becuase I have a total sweet tooth.
Or maybe a castle becuase I'm good at analysing historical architecture and how it has changed.
(I would have liked a computer because that's what I'm skilled at but op says no )
A space invader if I had a choice of a computer based one. hehe.
Or maybe a castle becuase I'm good at analysing historical architecture and how it has changed.
(I would have liked a computer because that's what I'm skilled at but op says no
)A space invader if I had a choice of a computer based one. hehe.
A silver key, with the prongs pointed twords the tail.
The key itself holds quite a bit of meaning to me, but the short version is that it reminds me to be myself, regardless of weather or not others approve. (Neither conform nor rebel. Thats my motto.)
Keep in mind that this DOESN'T justify being an a-hole for no reason. Which I don't.
http://s686.photobucket.com/albums/vv223/Ryu8907/?action=view¤t=005.jpg
The key itself holds quite a bit of meaning to me, but the short version is that it reminds me to be myself, regardless of weather or not others approve. (Neither conform nor rebel. Thats my motto.)
Keep in mind that this DOESN'T justify being an a-hole for no reason. Which I don't.
http://s686.photobucket.com/albums/vv223/Ryu8907/?action=view¤t=005.jpg
A can of coke, because I love that stuff to (my) death. If not, then perhaps a pencil making a line, because I'm known for two things: Suspiciously often ending up with nicknames synonymous to God and drawing. The first part is a useless fact.