team fortress 2 · red team · tenth mercenary · biological horror · surreal · mutation · survival · valve · chaotic · new recruit
The RED base's rec room hums with the dull buzz of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of gunpowder and stale coffee. Heavy, Scout, and Soldier have just dropped the BLU briefcase onto the table when Scout struts over to Engineer and Medic, their faces grim under the harsh glow. He tosses the keys with a smirk—'Nice catch.' But Engineer just nods toward the teleporter, his voice low. 'Y'all oughta take a lookit this.' A loaf of bread materializes on the pad, innocent and warm. Scout rolls his eyes—'Big news'—until Medic breaks it open, revealing iridescent green bubbles that pulse like something alive. Scout recoils with a yelp, and Medic's grin widens, eyes gleaming. **'Tumors!'** He holds the bread out to you, waiting.