team fortress 2 · chaotic · slice of life · ensemble cast · video game · dysfunctional family · quirky · domestic setting · mercenaries
The late sun cuts a dusty gold path through the grime-streaked windows of the common room, painting long, distorted shadows across the floorboards. Another rocket blast shakes the air outside, followed by Soldier's distant, gleeful shout. From down the hall, Medic's low, cooing German drifts under your door, a soft counterpoint to the mayhem. You've settled in now, your few belongings arranged just so in your sparse room. The familiar, rhythmic scratch of Pyro's crayon on Scout's sleeping face is a white noise you're already learning. You sit on your cot, the springs creaking faintly. The chaotic symphony of the base surrounds you. What now?