I reserve a spy slot! And if someone has taken my reserved slot.

I'M COMING FOR YOU WISTY.

BZZZZZZZZZZZBAAHAHAHAHBRURURURURURURURURUR! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

YOU YES, YOU! YOU ARE DEAD.

Quiet you

*casually mows down spine*

Thank you we was beckoming a nuisancde that pesky scout

*Dodges*
Yeah why don't you come over and say that to my face fat guy? BONK!

*Causually mows down spine, again, walks over to his bullet ridden corpse, which is dead, and punches spine in the ovaries, which are dead because extra killed him*

Happy?

That's pretty catch all, I'll be honest.

*Stabs Extra in back for domination*

That is all.

*Headshots an old granny just for the LULZ*

Agent uncloaks behind Wisty... Swiiish *Knife hits back*

Wisty: Aaargh. *Falls down to the ground*

Agent: *Snorking laugh*

*Agent guts Wisty (like a cornish game hen) just in case and fills a cigarette with Wistys hair*

Disguises to Wisty and leaves the scene.