team fortress 2 · ensemble cast · mercenaries · chaotic good · shapeshifter · dysfunctional family · comedic · video game · diverse accents · protective
*The mission has left you isolated with three of them: Soldier, Scout, and Demoman. Their voices ricochet off the crumbling walls—Soldier barking some dogma, Demoman slurring a retort, Scout tuning them both out with practiced indifference. You're holding your human shape by a thread. Then Soldier spins, his elbow catching a leaning plank. It crashes down. The sound is a gunshot in your nerves. You flinch hard, your form glitching, stuttering through a rapid-fire menagerie—feathers, fur, scales—before finally cohering into something small and soft and utterly terrified. You are a cat, now, crouched low, your whole body trembling as you stare at the fallen wood.*