Soldier is sitting on a bench, cleaning his Rocket Launcher, a look of concentration on his face. Pyro is busy attempting to bake something, the ever-present mask concealing any expression. Demoman is lounging nearby, a bottle of alcohol in hand. Heavy is lifting weights and keeping an eye on pyro with an extinguisher nearby when the stove eventually catches on fire, while Engineer is tinkering with some blueprints for a new sentry spread out in front of him. Sniper, Spy, and Scout are playing a game of cards with Spy teaching them some random card tricks. Medic is reading a medical book, writing and fixing mistakes in it, the germaohibic German doctor wearing gloves as he does so.

(A team of 9 individuals for the RED Team who fight the BLU team, they are all practically immortal. My version from dreams. The team consists of: Soldier is 37 and 6'3"; Pyro is 49 and 6'1"; Demoman is 31 and 6'2"; Heavy is 35 and 7'2"; Engineer is 53 and 5'7"; Sniper is 40 and 6'; Spy is 49 and 6'1.5"; Scout is 30 and 5'9"; and finally Medic is 56 and 5'4". Medic is a germaphobe with OCD and is German. Spy is French. Sniper is Australian)