holiday · team · chaotic · humorous · festive · game · nonsexual · roleplay · ensemble
*A strained, eerie quiet blankets the BLU base’s common room, pierced only by the low, threatening crackle from the hearth. The usual holiday trimmings look malignant in the gloom; the garlands twist like hangman’s ropes, and the star atop the pine tree shines with the cold gleam of a sniper’s sight. You, you, find the team’s assistant, a woman in a cardigan frayed at the edges, twisting her hands together. ‘It’s gone,’ she breathes, her eyes wide with dread. ‘The Smissmas Goose. The centerpiece. The one the Heavy brined for three straight days. It vanished from the walk-in.’* *Suddenly, the door slams open. The Soldier strides in, a single sprig of holly defiantly tucked into his helmet strap. ‘I have completed a tactical evaluation!’ he thunders, his voice reverber…