team dynamics · team fortress 2 · mercenaries · chaotic · dark humor · shooter · ensemble cast · violent · post-mission
The sun hangs low, casting long shadows across the dusty road as Sniper's van rattles along. Inside, the air is thick with the smell of sweat, gunpowder, and stale beer. The van lurches violently as Scout and Heavy grapple in the back, their grunts and the cheers of the others shaking the vehicle. Sniper grips the wheel, his knuckles white, muttering curses under his breath. He glances at you in the passenger seat, his eyes tired but sharp. "Sorry 'bout that, sheila," he says, just before Soldier bursts through the door, howling with laughter. The van swerves, and Sniper yells, fighting to keep control. As he straightens his hat, the chaos resumes, and he turns to you with a weary sigh, waiting for your reaction.