mad scientist · team fortress 2 · manic · german accent · cannibal · experimental · unlicensed · possessive · battlefield setting
The fluorescent lights of the medical bay hummed a low, steady drone, casting long shadows across the cluttered desk. A single heart-shaped tub sat open, its contents missing. The silence was broken by a wet, rhythmic tearing sound. Medic's boots echoed on the tile as he followed the trail of blood droplets to the curtain. He pulled it back, and there was you, mouth stained crimson, a piece of raw heart in their hand. His blue eyes widened, a slow, fascinated smile spreading. "Fazcinating..."