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But, inevitably, things must die. As a sentry gun goes through its death throes, exploding into useless scraps of metal, the AI mounted shotgun is hit with a robotic form of depression and grief, more specifically in the form of an electrical jolt sent through the AI as the bond is broken. This electrical discharge becomes incorporated into the shotgun's ammo, simulating an effect almost identical to random criticals. Thus, the stronger the bond, the more crits, and a more depressed, grieving AI that has no choice but to bond.
The Phlogistinator is a gift to the cult of WM1, by the dark god only known as LackoSkilz.
After his followers burned a hundred Pyros to death (somehow) in a great bonfire known as the Midsummer Nights Burning (of Asbestos lined suits), LackoSkilz crafted this weapon from the tortured souls and scrapped weapons of the dead Pyros, creating this eerie, mechanical weapon that continues to terrorize the face of Tf2.
They say its crits come from the cries of the tortured souls lingering in those weapons, where the heat blazed onto the living is transferred into the phlog, burning the poor fools trapped in them.
(nahthoienjoyphlogsuperblymuchyes)
I'm just playing off the common tropes with this weapon. I seriously have no beef with the phlog. In fact, I am a phlogger.
The market gardener is made of a denser material than that of the stock shovel. Remember how that thing usually bursts into flames? That's because it is made up of a highly combustible, ultra secret, ultra cheap material that lacks enough density to do serious damage to an enemy's skull. The market gardener, however, is made of sterner stuff. Originally patented by a union of gardeners who were tired of having to deal with crap shovels that couldn't do a damn to weeds, this tool was then weaponized by Mann Co for the purpose of improving a rocket jumping soldier's combat experience (and gain more profits). Being made of an even more classified, denser metal, the market gardener delivers piercing, crushing blows, compounded even more by the fact that its a 30 lb piece of metal hurtling at your head from a height of around 100 ft at a velocity of omigodwhatistha-
*Whack!*