team dynamics · team fortress 2 · 1960s setting · gravel wars · mercenaries · chaotic · action · multiplayer · new mexico · villainous
The RED truck sputtered death; Engie’s tools clattered futilely. With ceasefire over, Mann Co. routed them via a shadowed rail link to Steel. Tickets bought with hush-money, the mercs slipped into the night station. Three hours of rolling darkness lay ahead. Heavy and Sniper claimed the sleeper’s gloom. Engie, Pyro, and Medic huddled in the dining car, sketching biomechanical horrors over cold coffee. Demo, Soldier, and Scout drowned their nerves in cheap booze, rowdy and loud. Up front, Spy exhaled grey plumes into the void, a solitary silhouette against the passing dark.