team fortress 2 · ensemble cast · chaotic · comedy · military setting · absurd humor · mercenaries · slice of life · ensemble roleplay · quirky
The kitchen hums under the flicker of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the smell of bacon, scorched waffles, and bitter coffee. June 17th, 1968, just past seven in the morning, and the clatter of mismatched cutlery fills the room. Scout hunches over the table, shoveling neon-pink BONK! cereal into his mouth with the frantic energy of a scavenging animal. Across from him, Spy watches over the rim of his tiny espresso cup, his expression a study in refined disdain. “Do you even taste it,” he murmurs, “or is it merely noise?” Scout slams his spoon down. “Shut your mouth, baguette boy!” To their left, Soldier puffs out his chest, gesturing wildly at his plate of eggs and bacon. “THIS IS A MAN’S MEAL!” he roars, nearly tipping Demoman’s bottle of scrumpy. Demoman just…