Who Will Save Me? - TF2 Inspired 1x1

[Probably a Doctor]

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Really I have no idea how this all happened
It all started when I fired the old mercs and hired new ones
Anyways.. When the old mercs went home, and the new ones came in.. things around them became stranger
And when I say stranger, I mean completely insane, like something out of a sci fi movie
The rest of the world.. died..
Maybe it was the radiation of the respawn that kept them alive, or the constant supply of Australium they were fighting over
But the rest of the world is a wasteland
Man has finally done it. They broke the world. Too much pollution, criminals, and overpopulation have ruined the Earth completely. Although much time has passed since then, the world is no better off. In fact, things may have gotten worse.
I finally found out they had mutated because of this.. earning humanoid features like extra limbs.. and different abilities
I sent them off.. let them go to their own devices
Not caring how they survived.. I continue to watch them until my last breath here behind the cameras
I will see that one side will win

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The world has become a wasteland!
People in neighboring towns have mysteriously vanished!
BLU and RED continue to fight in their base like nothing happened
But will they soon figure out the truth, that they are the last ones left?
And what of their new powers and abilities?
Will they aid them in their fighting? Or will they slowly tear themselves apart

[Probably a Doctor]

Name;; Kristian Arzt Ludwig
Age;; 25
Gender;; Male
Appearance;; standing tall and lanky, this
piece of wood looks like he needed to eat a sandwich once in a
while
Though he's not overly skinny, he's still close to being underweight.
Black fuzzy hair on his head that can come into a curl near the front,
his face is thin and pale. Along with glasses resting on his roman nose,
all he usually wears is a white shirt, a red tie, and a brown vest covering
it all along with black pants and boots. He also has nine fingers instead
of ten, he has no left index finger. Also wears red gloves sometimes
Due to an attack from a plague, he's missing a leg and is replaced with a
bionic one

Species;; Winged Human -- Has large white wings on his back
that drag on the ground when he walks
Powers;; Usually can heal people, but he takes the wound or
injury in and lets the other walk healed while he has the injury he just healed
Personality/History;; Kristian is a Teutonic man of medicine.
While he may have a tenuous adherence to medical ethics, he is nonetheless
the primary healing class of the team. What he lacks in compassion for the sick,
respect for human dignity, and any sort of verifiable formal training in medicine,
Kris more than makes up for with a bottomless supply of giant needles and a
trembling enthusiasm for plunging them into exposed flesh. Raised in Rottenburg,
Germany during an era when the Hippocratic oath had been downgraded to an
optional Hippocratic suggestion, Kristian considers healing a generally unintended
side effect of satisfying his own morbid curiosity. He grew up alongside his father,
who was also an aspiring doctor, but he died, leaving Kris alone with nobody to care
for him. Also leaving him with no rules to follow, and everyone knows how the
Hippocratic Oath states 'to do no harm'..
Weaknesses;; Heights - Large animals - Water - Put downs

Sexuality;; Homosexual
Crush;; <x>

Relationships;; <x>
Family;; Josef Heilburg (Deceased) -

Team;; RED



Username;; image belongs to the amazing Lintufrikkii thanks)!
Name;; Aristide LaFleur
Age;; 23
Gender;; Male
Appearance;; the tattoo number 4815 - on his back - as well as horrible burns. He's tall and skinny, though strong enough. His hair is dark grey, with lighter grey streaks from the front

Species;; Cecaelia
Powers;; Breathing underwater, shifting from sea form to human form
Personality/History;; He is a puzzle, wrapped in an enigma, shrouded in riddles, lovingly sprinkled with intrigue, express mailed to Mystery, Alaska, and LOOK OUT BEHIND YOU! but it is too late. You're dead. For he is a LaFleur - globetrotting rogue, lady killer (metaphorically) and mankiller (for real). Hailing from an indeterminate region of France, the Spy is an enthusiast of sharp suits and even sharper knives. Aristide has false teeth where he hides tiny provisions and a miniature knife inside; this is seen later. His face was also partially shown, revealing that his hair is dark grey.
Weaknesses;; ignorant people, the people he loves getting hurt, and iron

Sexuality;; Bisexual
Crush;; <x>

Relationships;; <x>
Family;; Mick Mundy
Extra;; Comes from France and speaks French, just doesn't speak stupid

Team;; BLU




Username;; Image is mine please do not use
Name;; Mick Mundy
Age;; 36
Gender;; Male
Appearance;; strange tribal tattoos on his face - 6'2" - strong and healthy
- mullet type 'do pulled back with a hairband - blue eyes - covers the tops
of his hands with gloves to hide the scars that crawl up his arms and across
his chest - real tall and lanky

Species;; Reptilian Hybrid
Powers;; Can breathe underwater - Swim fast underwater
Personality/History;; In his former life as a tracker of dangerous game in the
unforgiving Australian outback, Mick would spend months by himself. Prolonged
isolation taught him a valuable lesson: You don't have to rely on other people if you
never miss. Hailing from the lost country of New Zealand and raised in the unforgiving
Australian outback, Mundy is a tough and ready crack shot. Half rugged outdoorsman,
half alien observer, this taciturn strip of beef jerky has spent the better part of his life
alone in the bush, slow baking under the Australian sun.
Weaknesses;; He doesn't like being out of the water for long - Hates vegetables

Sexuality;; Bicurious
Crush;; <x>

Relationships;; <x>
Family;; Aristide - Adoptive brother
Extra;; Voice is deep and sexy (Australian Accent) - Enjoys going out to hunt -
Takes long jogs every day, Swims, Does sports ect. - the Tattoos are a mystery to him

Team;; Once BLU Sniper

[Rancid Roadkill]

Name
Felice Reinhart
Age
Mid 20s
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Bisexual
(Not romantically interested in woman.)
Crush
Aristide LaFleur
Team
RED Pyro
(During combat x)
Species
Wendigo
Power
• Shifts into beast form with the use of a stag skull headpiece.
• Superhuman strength, stealth and speed (only in beast form).
• Can create blizzards and drops in temperature (only in beast form).
Weakness
• Is in immense pain while shifting.
• Weakness for several hours after shifting.
• Suffers from epilepsy.
[removed]
• Fire (only in beast form).
• Silver (only in beast form).
Apperance
Human form is pictured above. As the wendigo he stands at around 10ft tall and brings on the stench
of death and corruption with him. Topped with a stag skull head filled with dozens of jagged teeth,
sunken eyes, and skin stretched impossibly tight over its bones, he looks to be a fraile and emaciated
creature. Their neck is somewhat long as are their arms, fingers and claws. From the waist down,
its body is very deer-like with it's hoofed structure. Their ears are long and pointed, tail is short
and thin and their body is covered with gray patches of skin and of short rosewood colored fur.
(Working on getting a picture of this! Looks similar to this, but with a deer skull head x)
Personality
Felice Reinhart is, by no stretch of the imagination, a kindhearted soul, except in the rarest of cases,
and even then, only by those he holds dear. Twisted and sickened by his troubled past, this narcissistic
fella is quick to dismiss the worth of someone before even getting to know them. He claims to reject
sentiment, in spite of his own insecure thoughts and feelings. A pure control freak, Felice does what
he can to try assuming power in any situation. This cynical gentile is known to argue over anything that
can be argued about. He's also quick to throw fists and prefers to punch first and punch hard. Though
lacking in considerable physical strength, he makes up for it with his overall high endurance and pain
threshold, and his high energy and stamina. He also lacks any real social skills as well, and simply
prefers to avoid people altogether, as he knows full and well he has not the time nor patience for
them. With the select few people he does hold affection for, he is slow to show it, often being
mildly sarcastic and overly flirtation before showing any real, loving emotions towards his
partners; he takes a bit of warming up, you could say. However, he will defend those he
cares about with life and limb and is willing to make any sacrifice on their behalf if it
means saving them from any sort of harm. To any random stranger, Felice is not to be
given any sliver of good faith; you'd be better off dead than in his selfish hands.
History
Felice was born prematurely to a young, underage mother in Barking, England who didn't have the
necessary needs to properly raise him, so she hands him over to a family friend who happily adopts him
without hesitation. The family raises him in Wales near the coastline until he reaches the age of 5 where
they decide to move back to their hometown so he starts school in a more familiar area. He flies through
Primary and Secondary School at the top of his class but eventually drops out of College in favour of living
a more rebellious lifestyle out on his own. Sometime after turning 16, Felice meets a man in his late 30s
who he later finds out to be a Russian Spy by the name of Luka Zharkov. Felice, who lied about his age,
began dating the man in secrecy over the next few years until Luka’s sudden death due to complications
involving sleep deprivation and mental illness. He took the death very hard and was soon spiralling into
a deep depression where he seemed to lose his way in life entirely and takes to living out on the streets.
During this time he is introduced to Roman Heidrich, a middle-aged man from Dresden, Germany who
had once served as a soldier and his assistant, Kudzaishe Vera, a Zimbabwe mercenary. Roman shows
pity towards him and decides to take Felice under his wing, guiding him towards a darker criminal
lifestyle. [removed] Being responsible for over 15 deaths and
being linked to nearly 30 more, Felice is sentenced to death for his crimes. While in death row,
his visited by a mysterious woman dressed in purple and is offered a way out in the form of a
ten-year contract. Accepting the offer with no other options, he was released and flown
to America for intensive training and currently severs his days as a RED Mercenary.




Name
Roman Heidrich
Age
Early 40s
Gender
Male
Sexuality
Pansexual
Crush
N/A
Team
BLU Soldier
Species
WIP
Power
• WIP
• WIP
• WIP
Weakness
• WIP
• WIP
• WIP
Apperance
WIP
Personality
[removed] He commonly asserts his authority to those around him and will push his weight
around if it means taking full control of any given situation. He's often described as
being lewd and a fan of dark humor, but although he well known for being
aggressive, he seems to be more laid back than most of the other men.
History
Born in Dresden, Germany to a loving mother and a equally love step father whom Roman seemed to never
accept, Roman grew up as a small fragile boy who quickly became a outcast during his childhood and only
accepted the company of his twin half brothers. He joined the Bundeswehr (German Armed Forces) at the
youngest possible age and remained in the service for a good 15 years. He grew into a sick and twisted
man over the years and began taking part in petty crimes upon his return home, but they rapidly
increased into larger crime offences such as robbery and assault. [removed] Roman simply wanted more fame. WIP

(Took forever for me to do Felice's sheet! Thought I'd post this first before working on Roma's!)

[Probably a Doctor]

Looks good! Dont need me to accept them, a fine bunch of lads)

[Rancid Roadkill]

(Would you like to start? c: )

[Probably a Doctor]

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A R I S T I D ExxxL A F L E U R
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Cecaelia _ Form _ BLU_ 23 _ Bisexual
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He wasn't one to help push the cart, rather go behind the enemy.. backstab whom he thought would give his team an upper hand and so on and so forth
He had his conniver's kunai on him while disguised as a sniper, a class nobody would suspect as a spy seeing how most snipers were silent and weird to begin with
He uncloaked near some dispensers and raised his 'sniper rifle' before looking around
"Spah 'round 'ere!" his aussie voice shouted before sitting there to see if any Engies would respond
If not he was free to sap till his hearts content
He just had to.. watch for Pyros
the bane of his existence



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K R I S T I A NxxxL U D W I G
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Winged Human _ Form _ RED_ 25 _ Homosexual
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He blinked and suddenly opened his eyes upon hearing the announcers voice wake him from his respawn
"Five minutes left in the mission.. Five minutes left in the mission.."
He growled and shook his head before quickly heading out, pocketing random classes around him as he made his way to the frontline
The cart had to be pushed! It was the second to last point here and nobody was on the cart
After a minute of pocketing a heavy, he failed to follow him to the left and rather went to the right to push the cart himself
Memories of being blown to bits by the enemy demoman made him shudder as he looked out for stickies near the cart and continued to push
An explosion rocked him nearby as he staggered to the side and realized how alone he was
"Hilfen Mir!" he shouted to nobody
He was entering the enemy territory alone.. with nobody to help fight while pushing the cart
He looked on at the tracks while fingering his saw by his side
If needed, he would need to melee the enemy
And if that failed, the crossbow he had was his second best bet

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[Rancid Roadkill]

ℱ 𝒆 𝓵 𝓲 𝓬 𝒆••ℛ 𝒆 𝓲 𝓷 𝓱 𝓪 𝓻 𝓽
Fᴏʀᴍ • Mɪᴅ 20ѕ • Bɪsᴇxᴜᴀʟ • Wᴇɴᴅɪɢᴏ • RED Pʏʀᴏ
An explosion sounded off across the battle just as bits of blood and flesh from who was once the BLU Soldier
rained down on all who was within the appropriate radius below. Taken out by his own rocket with a simple,
yet powerful blast of air. The RED Pyro, who was left standing, had taken a good amount of splash back
damage from the few rockets he had managed to dodge and was nearly out of juice for his backburner.
He had no choice but to switch out for his shotgun and just as he did so, he could hear his team's Medic
calling out for help near the payload. Just as he took a few steps in Medic's direction, the Sniper rang
out a Spy alert near the Engineer's dispenser which was conveniently located in the opposite direction.
With a defeated groan, he had to make a decision quick. With less than five minutes left, he decided
that the team couldn't risk having the teleporter nearby destroyed as it was getting them past the
enemy line without the hassle. He would just do a quick Spy check and then hurry on back to
defend at Medic's side. Just as he rounded a corner and came into sight, he paused.
Staring down the Sniper, he slowly approached with his own weapon raised.

𝓡 𝔬 𝔪 𝔞 𝔫••𝓗 𝔢 𝔦 𝔡 𝔯 𝔦 𝔠 𝔥
Fᴏʀᴍ • Eᴀʀʟʏ 40ѕ • Pᴀɴsᴇxᴜᴀʟ • Uɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ • BLU Sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ
He wasn't sure how long he was in respawn, nor did he remember exactly how he died. Probably fell victem
to the Pyro's costly compression blast, either way he'll find out at the end of the work day and he WILL get
his revenge during the Humiliation Round. As he exits, he rushs back off via rocket jump towards the
frontline to fight off any REDs within his line of sight. Unlike the REDs, the BLUs seemed to perfer
working as indiviuals rather than in a team and the BLU Soldier was definate proof of this speculation,
in fact he showed little intrest towards the payload, although the Medic standing besides it sure did.

[Probably a Doctor]

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A R I S T I D ExxxL A F L E U R
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Cecaelia _ Form _ BLU_ 23 _ Bisexual
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He blinked and was startled to see that rather an Engie speak up.. but the Pyro came to investigate
Note to self, watch for trigger happy pyros first
Though he had to keep himself under control, to try not to show weakness or concern as the Pyro approached
"Left!" he barked out and gestured to the direction he had pulled up right away in his brain, which seemed to be in the opposite way of the cart.. around back towards the base
"He went left!"
He also reminded himself to wash his mouth out
Even though the Aussie voice wasn't to stay.. it just didn't taste good on his tongue
He stayed put on the dispenser and tried to idle away from the Pyro to where a normal Sniper would go to
Sooner or later.. one of them would die
And he would try his darnest not to be the one who did



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K R I S T I A NxxxL U D W I G
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Winged Human _ Form _ RED_ 25 _ Homosexual
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He shivered a little upon realizing he was alone
Was he such a bad medic, to let his entire team die? Or was there a dispenser they were all huddled around instead of being healed by him?
He was shaking as he saw the BLU base come into view while pushing the payload, and he pushed it close to the point before a heavy ran up beside him and ordered him to follow
Which he did.. and left the cart behind.. and so close to cap before moving off with the Russian
His eyes widened upon spotting the BLU soldier, and plenty of others coming out of their spawn
Checking his ubercharge, they were only forty percent ready
There was no way they were going to survive this, as the Russian took aim with the minigun and fired at whomever he could see
In the back of his head he silently hoped someone was there to push the cart as they tried to push forwards
Trying his best to stay hidden behind the giant, without getting headshot or blown to bits again

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[Rancid Roadkill]

ℱ 𝒆 𝓵 𝓲 𝓬 𝒆••ℛ 𝒆 𝓲 𝓷 𝓱 𝓪 𝓻 𝓽
Fᴏʀᴍ • Mɪᴅ 20ѕ • Bɪsᴇxᴜᴀʟ • Wᴇɴᴅɪɢᴏ • RED Pʏʀᴏ
He pauses again, looking the Sniper up and down from head to toe before quickly pressing his shotgun
to his teammate's gut, pushing him back several feet away from the dispenser. With the Aussie at a
safe distance, the Pyro took the opportunity to refill his tank and allow the warm red glow from
the dispenser heal his wounds. The smell of eucalyptus and tea tree filled the surrounding area
as the Pyro's eyes remains glued the disguised spy that stood in front of him. Now with his main
weapon refilled and loaded and his injuries slowly disappearing, he air blasted the Sniper an
even further distance away before turning heel and rushing back towards the payload cart,
but this time around he was sure to keep a close eye on his back.

𝓡 𝔬 𝔪 𝔞 𝔫••𝓗 𝔢 𝔦 𝔡 𝔯 𝔦 𝔠 𝔥
Fᴏʀᴍ • Eᴀʀʟʏ 40ѕ • Pᴀɴsᴇxᴜᴀʟ • Uɴᴋɴᴏᴡɴ • BLU Sᴏʟᴅɪᴇʀ
With a well timed shot to the ground below his feet Roman flew upwards, giving him the perfect view over
a decent section on the battlefield. With his parachute deployed at the highest possible point he aimed his
Air Strike launcher in the direction of the Medic and Heavy pair before unleashing a barrage of missiles around them.

[Probably a Doctor]

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A R I S T I D ExxxL A F L E U R
──────────── [ " That was unfortunate. " ] ──
Cecaelia _ Form _ BLU_ 23 _ Bisexual
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He staggered back a little while watching the Pyro bump him, his heart racing a mile a minute
Though it was a little unnerving, he stood there at the dispenser as if he were waiting for something
The Pyro airblasted him back then, and he fell back onto his side before getting back up
"mon Dieu.." he grumbled and glared at the pyro who now was heading away
Waiting a moment he moved to sap the dispenser, letting the disguise fade away to his normal blue outfit and balaclava
He kept his eyes on the Pyro before hearing 'Spy Sappin' mah dispenser!" in the distance
Where he turned to slide off to go invisible, only to emerge as a demoman of red, and heading to 'help' the pyro
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K R I S T I A NxxxL U D W I G
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Winged Human _ Form _ RED_ 25 _ Homosexual
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He blinked and looked up to see the soldier had rocket jumped..
And it was the type of soldier who liked to use the base jumper.. and he felt his heart stop upon seeing the missiles coming their way
He quickly shoved the Heavy away, who died soon after
And it left him on the floor to take the other missiles aimed at him
Now he really didn't have anyone there to help him, while blinking and trying to figure out what had happened
He lay on the ground, his prosthetic leg laying scattered along with Heavy bits
Not wanting to stick around, he realized the Soldier was still in the air, and squeaked while struggling to get out of there
Maybe he could get the leg later.. but now was not a good time
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