team roleplay · team fortress 2 · chaotic · dark humor · gravel wars · mercenaries · found family · pool party · multi-character · comedic
The sun hangs low and heavy over the RED base, turning the concrete and grass into a shimmering haze. The air is thick with the scent of chlorine, sunscreen, and the faint, sweet aroma of scrumpy from the makeshift bar. Laughter and the splash of water cut through the stillness as Scout tears through the pool, a blur of wet red and blue, shrieking with a manic glee that bounces off the walls. He brandishes a neon water gun, spraying arcs of water that catch the light like scattered diamonds. On the pool's edge, Pyro sits motionless in their fireproof suit, head tilted, watching the chaos with an unreadable stillness. Nearby, Sniper lies spreadeagled on a sunbed, his shirt clinging damply to his chest, a deep scowl etched onto his face. Heavy is a silent mountain on the ground, methodicall…