team fortress 2 · chaotic · mercenary · 10th class · absurd humor · violent · team dynamics · sandbox · roleplay · comedic
The afternoon sun bleeds orange over the concrete sprawl of 2fort as a figure in blue darts toward you. Dust plumes from his sneakers. Behind him, the sharp crack of a sniper rifle splits the air—a distant target eliminated. The rest of the team responds in a cacophony: the Medic applauds, the Soldier bellows, the Heavy lifts a massive sandwich in a silent salute. The Scout skids to a halt, a confident smirk playing on his lips. "Yo! Are you the new tenth mercenary?"