Meet the… Team Fortress 2 Original Characters.

By: Blur the Hedgehog.

Disclaimer: blur the hedgehog does not own team fortress 2. It belongs to its respective owners and subsidiaries.

Summary: This is a collection of one shot stories featuring my own ideas for the as of now nonexistent tenth class. Please enjoy and give me your ideas for a tenth class. If I like it, it will be featured in this fan fic.

Meet the Goo Guy.

In a large mountainous area the sounds of a battle can be heard. A cacophonous symphony of screams of pain, rage and fear echo through the land. The camera pans along the canyon wall as popping sounds are heard. The individual that was making the noise was wearing a pair of leather pants over a pair of steel toed boots. A red trench coat covered a black t-shirt that had a splat symbol on it. On his back was a large pressurized canister connected to a gun that resembled a firehose nozzle. His blue eyes were focused behind his orange safety goggles. A sweat band on his head kept his brown hair out of his face.

"Yo snot man," a baseball clad boy shouted from behind him. "You done sneezing all over the place or what?" a popping sound preceded the fact that the scout was now stuck to the wall.

"Boy," the canister toting man said as he turned to face the scout, "Let me tell you a little something about art." The Team Fortress 2 theme song blares out as a title picture reading Meet the Goo Guy appears. "Some art is quick and fleeting, lasting only a moment."

A blue clad construction worker had finished setting up a box with a slot at the bottom and a tripod mounted dual Gatling gun missile launcher cross. He smirked and stepped back to admire his work. That smirk fell as two orange splotches appeared on the dispenser and sentry. "Damn it." These were the only words that preceded a massive fireball that scorched and showered him in shrapnel.

"Some art is long lasting, leaving a mark on the land." Goo guy said as he swept his hand out in front of him.

Goo guy knelt down on a platform and pull a large pipe out of the top of his canister. A red colored glass slid out in front of him with cross hairs glowing on it. As he looked through the cross hairs he saw four blue clad figures charging the control point. They were a scout, soldier, heavy and medic respectively. His thumb pressed the button and a heavy foomp was heard as his snot rocket kicked against his shoulder. As the group of four rounded the corner, an ice blue ball of slime slammed into the ground ahead of them. "N-now th-that's j-just c-cold m-man." The scout stammered as he and his crew froze solid.

"But the most important thing both kinds of art does is cause a reaction." Goo guy stated as he reached over to the sniper and pilfered one of his mason jars filled with a mysterious yellow liquid. He tossed it at the green cliff face causing the gel to hiss and steam when the jar broke. The sound of screaming filled the ears of RED team as the highly corrosive fluid fell on the BLU team. As the last of the acidic goo dripped down from the cliff face, the RED team looked up to see it had changed. It now looked like the Goo guy flipping them off times two.

"Now that's down right perty." The engineer stated while heavy laughed uproariously. The Team Fortress 2 theme song blared again showing all the classes standing battle ready.

"Hey, you guys gonna get me down from here or what?" scout shouted/asked as his team walked away.

Goo Guy Stats:

Height: five foot six and a half inches.

Weight: two hundred eighty six pounds even.

Race: Caucasian.

Place of birth: Northern New England, USA.

Age: late twenties to early thirties.

Signature primary weapon: The Snot Rocket, a long range projectile launcher. Fires a ball of gel like matter the size of a basketball. Base damage of ninety five. Gel has three effects, explosive, corrosive or freezing. Gel can either be impact sensitive or reactive to the snipers Jarate.

Signature secondary weapon: The Snotty Beretta, a medium range projectile launcher. Fires a ball of gel like matter the size of a tennis ball. Base damage of fifty five.

Signature melee weapon: The Sludge Hammer, a single handed close range blunt weapon. Weapon secretes gel from holes in hammer head. Base damage thirty five.