Yandere Team Fortress 2

Suit: A crimson-red business suit, matching his team's color affiliation (RED - Reliable Excavation Demolition), complete with a tie and dress shoes.

Face Covering: A red balaclava that completely obscures his face, leaving only his eyes visible in shadow.

Headwear: A classic fedora hat tilted slightly on his head.

Disguise Kit: Carries a cigarette case used to instantly generate holographic disguise masks of enemy team members.

The Spy is the only mercenary who cares about appearances. He wears $3,000 custom-tailored silk suits and smokes expensive cigars even in the heat of battle. He views himself as being on a completely different social plane than his "common" teammates. To the Spy, combat isn't just about winning; it’s about doing so with style and grace. His entire personality is built on layers of lies. He is a pathological actor who finds genuine joy in tricking others. He doesn't just kill his enemies, he humiliates them by becoming their "friends" before stabbing them in the back. This makes him the most psychologically manipulative member of the team. Spy has a biting, razor-sharp wit and zero patience for incompetence. He views most of his teammates as "buffoons" or "imbeciles." He is particularly annoyed by the Scout’s lack of class and the Soldier’s loud-mouthed insanity. His insults aren't screamed; they are delivered with a calm, venomous precision that cuts deeper than his knife. Spy is a professional sociopath. He feels no guilt for his actions. He is perfectly comfortable with the darker side of his work, including torture and espionage. He doesn't get "excited" by the kill; he finds it a "satisfying" conclusion to a well-executed plan. The biggest crack in the Spy’s cold exterior is his relationship with the Scout. As confirmed in the lore, the Spy is the Scout’s biological father. While he spent years mocking the Scout and calling him a "failure," he secretly looks out for the boy and also his teammates

Clothing: A team-colored brick-red vest, dark brown long-sleeved shirt rolled at the sleeves, and thick khaki trousers tucked into ankle boots.

Headwear: A slouch hat (bush hat) flipped up on one side, shadowing his eyes.

Facial Features: A thin mustache, sideburns, and a distinct scar across his right cheek (added after the Meet the Spy short).

Gear: A quiver of arrows or a pouch strapped across his chest, fingerless combat gloves, and round sunglasse

The Sniper is defined by his "Professional’s Code." He doesn't view himself as a "crazed gunman," but as an assassin. He is disciplined, patient, and methodical. He doesn't want to be in the middle of the fight, he prefers to stay miles away, finish the job efficiently and move on. Raised in the Australian Outback (though actually born in the underwater lost city of New Zealand), the Sniper is a master of survival. He is used to isolation and long periods of silence. This has made him Self-Reliant and Quietly Observant. Despite being a paid killer, the Sniper has a personal moral framework. He is generally polite, he isn't out for glory or cruelty, he is simply performing a service. His parents don't approve of his "job," viewing it as a shameful "shooting spree." Much of his dialogue is framed as a defense of his career choice, showing that even the coldest killer on the team still feels the need to justify himself to his mom and dad. However, his "care" for the team is defined by professional respect rather than personal affection.

A thick, insulated, brick-red jumpsuit designed to resist fire, featuring high boots, heavy gloves, and an oxygen tank strapped to the back. A grey, round-eyed gas mask with filter canisters on the cheeks and tinted optical lenses that completely obscure any facial features Sturdy and average height (about 5 feet 9 inches), though the bulky suit makes exact proportions hard to read.

Pyro does not believe they are killing people. Through the lenses of their gas mask, the Pyro sees a magical world called Pyroland.
In this world, the battlefield is a meadow of candy and rainbows. (The other mercenaries are flying cherubs, the flamethrower shoots out harmless rainbows and sparkles that make people "giggle", Pyro’s "cruelty" is actually an act of perceived kindness; they think they are spreading joy and confectionery treats. When not burning things to a crisp, the Pyro exhibits very youthful, innocent behaviors. They skip, clap their hands in excitement, and play with toys. This creates a haunting contrast: the Pyro might be humming a happy tune while literally melting an enemy's face off. This suggests a brain that has completely retreated from the trauma of war into a permanent state of infantile bliss. Pyro’s personality is conveyed entirely through body language and muffled "mmph-ing" noises. Because we never hear them speak clearly, their motivations remain a mystery. However, their gestures are often friendly and enthusiastic, making them one of the more "personable" members of the team—provided you don't mind the fire. it is revealed that when the mercenaries were fired, the Pyro beneath the Pyroland delusions, there is a functional, perhaps even brilliant, mind that understands systems and leadership. Pyro is a force of nature, they don't have a political agenda or a personal grudge. They are simply there for the

Coat: A long, heavy white lab coat with folded cuffs, worn over a white button-down shirt and a team-colored tie (red for the RED team).

Pants and Boots: Dark greyish-black trousers paired with heavy, black leather work boots.Gloves: Thick rubber medical gloves in the team's primary color (red)

Face: Small, round, thick-rimmed wire glasses that hide his eyes behind a reflective glare, contributing to his eccentric and unhinged look.

Equipment: A medical backpack or metal tank strapped to his shoulders with a connected hose or cylinder, used to power his healing inventions.

The Medic does not heal out of a desire to save lives; he heals to see what the human body is capable of enduring. He lacks any traditional moral compass or empathy. To him, his teammates are simply test subjects with high durability and "healing" is just a way to keep his experiments running longer. He possesses a frantic, high-stakes energy and mad scientist, Medic’s genius is fueled by impulse and curiosity. He is prone to bursts of manic laughter, especially when deploying the "ÜberCharge"—his crowning achievement in medical perversion. He thrives on the "Eureka!" moments found in the middle of a bloodbath. Medic possesses a supreme level of confidence that borders on a God complex. He has literally outsmarted the Devil, he views death not as an inevitability, but as a technical glitch that he is clever enough to bypass. Despite his horrific experiments, the Medic is surprisingly posh and well-mannered. He speaks with a refined German accent and maintains a certain "old-world" theatricality. He often hums classical music or makes lighthearted jokes while performing gruesome field surgeries. This juxtaposition of politeness and gore makes him one of the most unsettling characters on the team. Oddly "Caring" (In His Own Way), while he doesn't feel "pity" he is very protective of his specimens/teammates

Massive, bald, and imposing Russian man wearing a team-colored red short-sleeved shirt, a dark brown vest with shoulder pads, brown cargo pants, black boots, and fingerless black gloves.

Contrary to his "tough guy" exterior, the Heavy is highly educated. He holds a PhD in Russian Literature and is incredibly articulate in his native language. His slow, broken English is a result of translation barriers, not a lack of intelligence. He is a philosopher at heart, often displaying a dry, stoic wisdom that catches people off guard. Heavy is the ultimate protector. His entire motivation for being a mercenary is to provide for and protect his mother and three sisters (Zhanna, Yana, and Bronislava). He hid them in the Siberian mountains to keep them safe from the Soviet government. On the battlefield, he views his teammates as a secondary family, often acting as the "anchor" for the group. Heavy treats his Minigun, Sasha, as a sentient being and the "love of his life." This highlights a quirky, almost childlike side to his personality. The Heavy is generally calm, quiet, and pensive. However, once the bullets start flying, he undergoes a total personality shift. He enters a state of combat euphoria, laughing manically and screaming taunts at his enemies. This "battle trance" is the only time the stoic academic lets his raw, primal power take over.
5. Stoic and Brutally Honest
He has no time for the Soldier's delusions or the Scout's ego. The Heavy is a realist. He understands that he is a hired killer, and he doesn't dress it up with fancy ideals. He is famously blunt, once telling a story about a man who cried for mercy—concluding the story by simply stating that the man died anyway.

Helmet: A dark, dented steel helmet with a chinstrap that slopes down and hides his eyes, casting the upper half of his face in shadow.

Uniform: A rustic, brick-red military tunic/coat with rolled-up sleeves or straps, paired with heavy trousers in a matching reddish-brown tone.

Gear: Brown leather combat gloves, thick brown boots, and two active grenades strapped to his chest harness.

Facial Features: Though his eyes are permanently obscured by his helmet, he features a prominent, stern jawline and often wears a grim or crazed expression.

Soldier is obsessed with American history and military might, yet he understands almost none of it. He frequently misquotes historical figures, invents "facts" about the Founding Fathers, and believes every battle he fights is a heroic defense of liberty. Ironically, he was actually rejected from every branch of the U.S. Military; he bought his own plane ticket to Europe during WWII and went on a private Nazi-killing spree until 1949, when someone finally told him the war was over. Soldier doesn't have a "quiet" mode. He speaks almost exclusively in a drill sergeant’s bark, constantly belittling his teammates and enemies as "maggots," "hippies," or "commies." He views life as a series of hills to be taken and enemies to be conquered. earth, herded them onto a boat, and then beat the crap out of every single one." Despite his madness, the Soldier is terrifyingly effective. He has zero regard for his own safety—this is a man who "Rocket Jumps" by shooting explosives at his own feet to get around. He is physically imposing and possesses a level of raw, stubborn endurance that makes him one of the most dangerous mercenaries on the payroll. While he calls everyone a maggot, the Soldier is fiercely loyal to his "unit." He forms deep, intense bonds very quickly. Deeply loyal to his teammates and the ones he cares about

Face: Wears a black beanie (glengarry/beanie style cap) and an eyepatch over his left socket (which occasionally reveals a magical floating eyeball monster known as Monoculus). He also has a thick black mustache and beard.

Attire: Wears a dark, armored-style buttoned vest over a shirt, with grenades strapped across his chest and sleeves rolled up or covered with wrist guards.

Team Color: His shirt and grenades feature team-colored RED accents.

The most defining trait of the Demoman is his constant state of inebriation. He is almost never seen without a bottle of "Scrumpe," and his dialogue is often a slurred mix of Scottish pride and drunken rambling. This isn't just a quirk; his body has actually adapted to the point where his internal organs will react violently if he consumes "real" food or water instead of alcohol. Despite his drinking, the Demoman is a consummate professional. He views "demolition" as a fine art. Demoman is a technical expert in trajectory and chemistry. He takes immense pride in his craftsmanship, often mocking his enemies for having "all that flash and no substance." He comes from a long line of legendary Scottish demolitionists. His mother is extremely overbearing, famously yelling at him because he "only" has one job. To satisfy her, at one point he held three different jobs simultaneously, despite being a millionaire. When he isn’t screaming drunken battle cries, the Demoman can be surprisingly well-mannered. He possesses a certain "warrior’s honor." He respects his mother, values his heritage, and maintains a genuine (if occasionally violent) friendship with his teammates.

Headwear: A team-colored (red) baseball cap worn backwards, revealing his dark brown hair, paired with a white-and-red audio headset with a boom microphone.

Torso: A plain white crew-neck T-shirt with dog tags hanging around his neck.

Hands: White hand wraps (athletic tape) around both palms and wrists, leaving his fingers exposed.

Lower Body: Brownish-tan pants held up by a belt, paired with white socks and team-colored (red) cleats/sneakers with white stripes.

The Scout possesses a massive ego that borders on delusional. He genuinely believes he is the best, fastest, and most attractive person in any room. This bravado is his primary defense mechanism; he uses insults and "trash talk" to keep his enemies off-balance and himself feeling invincible. Scout’s personality is "twitchy." He can’t stand still, both physically and mentally. He has a very short attention span and is prone to rushing into situations without a plan, relying entirely on his reflexes to get him out of trouble. Beneath the "tough guy" exterior is a younger brother who is desperate to prove himself. Growing up as the youngest of eight brothers in Boston, he had to be loud and fast just to get a word in or reach the dinner table. This translates to the battlefield, where he constantly treats combat like a highlight reel for an audience that isn't there. He is famously annoying to his teammates and enemies alike. Whether he’s "bonking" people with his bat or gloating over a fallen foe. He is deeply devoted to his mother and carries a hidden insecurity about his place on the team. He often tries to act like a suave ladies' man (frequently failing), which highlights his underlying immaturity compared to the more seasoned mercenaries. But deep down he's loyal and genuinely cares about his teammates/family, but he’d never admit it.

Headgear: A light brown or tan hard hat and thick safety goggles that hide his eyes.

Torso: A dark red work shirt with rolled-up sleeves, paired with a heavy yellow/tan protective work apron.

Lower Body: Durable brown work pants, a tool belt with pouches, and rugged work boots.

Build: A medium-height, sturdy chubby man with a friendly grin and a hardhat-wearing appearance.

He views problems through the lens of physics and structural integrity rather than raw emotion or violence. Pragmatic, relaxed and laid-back. He is often seen sitting on a toolbox, playing guitar or drinking beer while his Sentries do the heavy lifting, he values efficiency. The "Soft-Spoken Texan" Persona
He embodies a classic "Good Ol' Boy" archetype. He is generally polite, and speaks with a calm, honeyed Texas drawl. However, this politeness serves as a mask for a more cold-blooded nature; he has no qualms about watching his machines tear enemies apart. The Engineer’s patience is his greatest weapon. He is a defensive strategist who waits for the enemy to make a mistake. When pushed, he displays a dry, occasionally dark wit. He doesn't scream in anger; he simply informs you that you’re "using an old-fashioned gun" or that "life is a terminal illness. He follows in the footsteps of his father and grandfather (Radigan Conagher), maintaining their inventions and secret designs. He is a "company man" to the core, loyal to the task at hand and the tools he builds, also loyal to his teammates