What do you think of each of your teammates?
Well now, that's a right tough question, but I reckon I can wrangle 'em into alphabetical order for ya, make it a heap easier to find the merc you're lookin' for.
Demoman:
He's a right interestin' fella, that Demoman. When he ain't three sheets to the wind, it's a pleasure to jaw about Nuclear Science, or just math and science in general, for that matter. A good sort to have a chinwag with once you get to know him, and he's handy with the chores 'round the base too.
Heavy:
Now there's a strong man with a heart as big as his muscles. It's mighty interestin' to hear why he decided to join up. Plus, he pitches in with any heavy liftin' that my old back just can't handle anymore.
Medic:
He's a peculiar character, that Medic. I lent him a hand with some of the contraptions he tinkers with. If you've got a bother, he's the one to see. He's a good soul, just ain't got the knack for showin' it. Might be somethin' from his past, seein' as he don't talk about it much.
Pyro:
Bless their heart, they're a big ol' cuddle bug. In a way, I see 'em like my own child. They enjoy lendin' a hand in the workshop, and they're a real asset. Their ideas are sound, though I do wonder what's goin' on in that head of theirs so I can help. Still, they're a joy to be around once you get acquainted.
Scout:
This here Scout, he reminds me a heap of myself when I was a young'un – all brash and the life of the party. He sure does a good job boostin' the team's spirits. Still, I do wish he'd open up about his daddy; seems like a tender spot for him. He's a real mama's boy though, always goin' on about her. Comin' from a big family, reckon that loud energy is just part and parcel of it.
Sniper:
I don't rightly chat with him much 'cause he mostly keeps to his RV. But when we do talk, he's a pretty chill fella. Seems he's got a good rapport with his folks. He just pops into the base for the phone to give 'em a ring or to stock up on grub.
Soldier:
He's a bit rough around the edges, but he's our go-to for strategy. Mighty capable in a scrap, and he leads the group warm-ups before we head into battle. I do fret over him a bit, though, with those raccoons of his that look like they've got a touch of rabies, and the fact he makes his home in a cave. He just won't hear us out when we try to explain how downright dangerous it is for him to be out there.
Spy:
Now, I don't converse with him a whole lot. He ain't much of a talker with us, and he mostly just sticks around for supper or to play a hand of cards with Sniper and me. They don't seem to get along too well, though.
Found a solid Southern text generator, so expect him to sound wayyy more southern //OOC
