Charge Me, Doc

Right now, the Heavy is the only class that celebrates an Ubercharge. It's fun; he roars and snarls and does all the things a four hundred pound man with two hundred pound minigun should do while invincible. So I was thinking... shouldn't the other classes get a share of the fun? Even if they shouldn't, shut up, I'm writing this.

The Scout:
I'm batting a thousand!
Look out, chumps, I'm scratch resistant!
Winning!
Hahaha! Hahaha... oh, you're dead.
Who's the tough guy now, huh tough guys?
I. AM. INVINCIBLE.
Oh, I'm sorry, were you shooting me?
Deadguysayswhat?

The Soldier:
[hums the Ride of the Valkyries]
You see the pretty glow son?
Try and stop me now, commies!
Now let's get to the real killing!

The Demoman:
Oh, you're all dead now, laddies!
Leave nothing left! Not even bones!

The Engineer:
Y'all are gonna the horns.
Gotta get me the specs on this!
I am the irresistible force.
You'll ain't immovable, son.

The Medic:
Ticket, please!
You will vacate the premises, or be shot!
Time of death: right now!
The prognosis is dim!

The Sniper:
I'm invincible, mate, don't try nothing stupid.
What, never seen a glowing Aussie before?

The allied Spy:Garish, yet effective.

The enemy Spy (audible only to his teammates):
For your information...
Shh! Somebody see if he notices!