Let me spin you a yarn about the Vaccinator.
After not playing TF2 for ages I decided to do my favorite thing in the world which as everyone knows is mindless pub sniping—the only thing I was ever any good at. After doing well, I came across a medic/sniper combo with a weird bullet icon on their heads. I headshot the sniper. He killed me. Enraged, I mustered my resolve and vowed that dirty goon would not kill me again.
I found the combo (because the med thought it was fun to troll by creating a permanant invincible sniper) and put the moves to work. I head shot him not once, not twice, but six times without missing a shot. He stood there, mockingly. The medic showed her head and with the 7th consecutive shot I put a fat 150 damage bullet into her eye socket. She also stood there. They all stood there. Panting and in disbelief I typed out, "WHY?" and was quickly answered with a headshot that sent me back to the respawn room.
This went on, and when the round at last ended, I lashed out again saying, "I wonder how so and so would play without a pocket vaccinator med." He replied "LOL MGE me." This was the first time anyone had ever said that to me unironically, thus I replied, "LOL okay. Pick a server."
A server was picked and to my surprise the player said, "not sniper though." "Ha!" I thought. "Time to put those ex invite skills to work for justice." We joined badlands mid as scouts and the battle commensed.
Quickly I was down 11-6. My months of fighting monsters on the planet Shear in Evolve had left me ill equipped for scout movement and out of shape using my TF2 sensitivity (also there was no telling what interp to use). But I would not go so quietly. I tied up the game. I would go on streaks, he would go on streaks. Down 19-15, I dug down deep, giving it my all and bringing the score back to 19-19. Stakes were high, but there is only one god, the god of death; and what do we say to him? "Not today, damnit. NOT TODAY."
We charged. He killed me. I lost.
We went soldier twice after, and I lost again with increasing margins of embarassment. After the 3rd round he stopped and said, "oh, are you bloodsire?." I admitted I was, and he told me I used to be one of his favorites. Turns out he was a nice guy, now he's on my friends list.
But fuck the Vaccinator.