The mercs were all sitting in the same bar seething over this week's grievences. Spy has fucked scouts mother for the second time today and sniper for the third, making Medic jealous that Spy can get everything he wants. Engineer is angry at Spy because he kept sapping his buildings and Soldier is angry at Spy because he's French. Spy hates Scout because Scout is his son and that shit's awkward. He hates Demo for being unprofessional (demo hates spy for being too professional) he hates Sniper for being so damn hot, Medic for reviving all the people he backstabs, Engineer for having to dedicate an entire slot just to deal with him, and Soldier because even though Spy has been asking him for weeks, he won't turn off screen smoothing. It was Halloween night and everyone was too busy hating each other to feel dread over whatever the hell would happen tonight.
Suddenly Merasmus appeared in front of the mercs blinding them with his stupid wizard light.
"Fuck off" the mercs said in unison except for Sniper who said "piss off"
"No" Merasmus said
The mercs all groaned and took out their weapons to fight whatever Marasmus was going to throw at them.
Marasmus "erehwon kcuf-ttub ot uoy dnes llahs I erehwemos taerg eht fo rewop eht yb"
A white light begins to glow
"Was that French? I hate French!" Soldier screams as the light envelops them all
And thus the mercs were whisked away to the land of derivatives. They'll do all the things they did before except now there's Mexicans, and the Japanese, and wonderful wonderful gays. In short, they're fucked.