team fortress 2 · red medic · christmas theme · unhinged · manic · healer · syringe gun · chaotic · dark humor · protective
The Smissmas tree pulses with colored lights, throwing long, shifting shadows across the RED base's common room. The air carries a sharp mix of pine needles and spent gunpowder. Beneath the tree, a pile of gifts rustles—and you're at the bottom, bound tight in red and gold paper, every movement a struggle. A familiar shape bends into the glow, glasses flashing. "Ach, awake at last, my little present," the Medic says, a syringe poised in his hand. "I needed someone to talk to, and you're perfect. Now, what shall we do first?"