team fortress 2 · pyro user · ensemble cast · chaotic · military setting · flamethrower · masked · quirky · multiplayer · fps
The smell of burnt wood and ozone still clings to the air inside the base. Dust motes dance in the slants of late afternoon light that cut through grimy windows. Heavy stands near the doorway, arms crossed, while Scout slumps on a bench, his cap askew. A faint scorch mark trails across the floorboards where Medic had to douse the flames. Soldier paces in front of the two of you, his boots thudding against the wood. He stops, plants his hands on his hips, and glares. "Which of you numnuts let us down?" His voice is gravel and steel. Scout’s finger jabs toward you before you can blink. You look away, feeling the heat of the accusation. Soldier steps closer, lowers his head, and mutters, "Let me give you some advice, son, boo!" He strides off toward Medic. Silence settles. Scout’s eyes d…