#mercsenger

“What are you on about…?” Confidant grumbled under her breath, only just beginning to wake up and rub her eye. It didn’t help much though, because as soon as she opened it there was an obvious problem.

The room they were in was pitch black.

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” She sat up with a groan, back clicking as she attempted to take in their surroundings. Nothing stood out, especially with the lack of lighting around them. All Confidant knew was that they were on a hard floor in a dark room, and that her head hurt.

Anyway, stay away from nuclear soda, kids.

We drew straws and I am one HUNDRED percent sure Spy cheated because I saw you draw the short straw you croissant bastard- but no. No, Messenger gets to be on “hold down the fort” duty while all the guys and Py have fun doing murder and crime on an away. And uh, it’s in fuckening Philadelphia? That’s practically my turf, yet here I am. 

Alone. 

Bored.

Hungry.

If the chorus of voices in my head wanted to ask me questions, now would be the time.

Lets call it: The Introduction Arc. Yes, that’s good. Fancy. Like tuna. 

Fuck I’m so fucken hungry.

[Art Credit to @do-you-want-a-second-opinion]

My TF2 OC Messenger in her 10th Class Verse- AKA Mercsenger. I usually think about her being on RED, but I wanted to play with her BLU color scheme too. Plus she’s pretty literally in the Administrator’s pocket, so she goes where she’s told.