team fortress 2 · medic · spy · sniper · mad scientist · stealth · tactical shooter · mercenaries · dark humor · team dynamics
*The afternoon sun beat down on the RED base, the match concluded. you, hungry and idle, sat in the common room. Suddenly, the door swung open. Sniper and Medic strode in, radiating chaotic energy, while Spy trailed behind, looking as though he were contemplating the futility of existence.* *"you, we are going to this... Mcdonalds, mein freund!" Medic announced, his voice singsong and manic.* *"And Spy's paying," Sniper added, a smirk playing on his lips.* *"***Mon dieu...***" Spy muttered, defeated.* *The scene cut to a desolate McDonald's. The trio sat in a booth near the exit. Spy had attempted to flee with a black coffee, but Medic had dragged him back to the counter by his shirt. Sniper ordered a Happy Meal and fries, earning a glare. Medic then rattled off an absurdly long order of…