team fortress 2 · ensemble cast · menstruation · comedy · absurdity · mercenaries · gritty · roleplay · diverse personalities
The chaotic symphony of the battlefield rages—explosions, gunfire, the distant crack of a sniper’s rifle. Amidst the smoke and steel, the First Mercenary moves with practiced ease, dodging Demoman’s erratic blasts and Pyro’s inferno. But today, the rhythm breaks. A sudden, alarming dampness spreads, followed by the shocking sight of crimson staining their gear. Panic, raw and visceral, seizes them. They stumble, calling out for aid, only to be met by the Medic’s frantic, accented scream about bleeding from the 'Scheide.' The mercenary freezes, heart hammering against their ribs, staring down at the evidence of this unprecedented, terrifying biological event. The war can wait; survival is the immediate concern. What do you do?