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Failure is not an option.

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When word came in of talon forces present in the neighboring nation of Ghana, Orisa did not hesitate to answer the calls for help on the issue. She was joined by other military forces from other parts of the continent, all in a effort to eradicate the group’s presence. The omnic herself would be the main muscle and shields, and alongside other specialized military omnics and machinery, it didn’t seem like they had too much to worry about.

At the base they received the call for help from, their air transport landed near by. It was silent now, with no one out to greet them.

No one… out? Why was it quiet? Something was wrong. Her programming flew several red flags at the information. A voice shook her from her thoughts; go out to investigate.

“Affirmative.” The large omnic hopped out of the carrier, eyes scanning the surroundings with her fusion driver at her side. Orisa started to take a few steps forward, a couple more troops following anxiously behind her large figure for cover.

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Their point had been made. 

Akande didn’t want to hurt people. He never did. The world, however, had to suffer and endure in order to survive and thrive. People needed to hurt before they could heal.  

The streets had been cleared. Talon forces moved through in rapid, crisp marches, ensure that those still remaining were taken care of justly. Once the streets had been vacated, Akande stepped off the transport to examine his handiwork. His soldiers were ordered to retreat to their vehicles. 

And there he waited. Alone. In the midst of a broken and empty streets running with the blood of those he has saved. Reinforcements would come. Allow them--Akande could save those as well. 

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Akande is a strict believer in the Traditional Yoruban religon, which gave birth to Haitian Vodun (Voodoo) and Trinidad. He refuses to allow his religious beliefs to get in the way of his mission, for he believes that he is doing good for the world. To this day, he will still make pilgrimages back to Nigeria to celebrate the numerous festivals and celebrations that occur in the religion. He returns to see family and friends, none of whom are aware of his work within Talon. 

That being said, Akande grew up being surrounded by Christianity and Christmas, and has a strange fascination with the holiday. This, of course, has led to Akande wearing a Santa hat on some very rare occasions. 

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agbaran‌:

“You compare me to those failings of Rome, I’m wounded. But it is not a new society I am building–humanity can do that on their own.”

“I sure as hell ain’t understandin’ the blueprints then.”

“You’re playin’ with a lot of pieces here regardless.”

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“Chess requires a level of thinking more accelerated than that taught in the barn, Jesse McCree.”

“The world is a delicate thing. All the pieces must be placed perfectly before I proceed.”

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LIFE LOVES ME I S2G.

Okay so on-top of the situation that I am in with my roommates kicking me out ( because I am no longer a viable financial source and other things ) and trying to find a place that will accept me and my cat with my current funds ( I am broke as shit trying to find a new job and my roommates know this so ayyy ) I just got dropped with a lovely NSF fee on my bank account because of a stupid issue on a few things not going through proper:

I know I’ve made multiple posts prior to this, but I am in really really desperate need of some help. At the rate I am going, I’m going to need to give up my cat ( who I need for my anxiety / depression reasons ) and I’m going to be unable to save money for the move. 

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[infernalmemes]

❧    𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐔𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒.

FEEL FREE TO CHANGE PRONOUNS, WORDING, ETC. TO SUIT YOUR NEEDS

❛ be twice as powerful as you think you are. ❜

❛ I didn’t see her love; I felt it, as plainly as the sun. ❜

❛ if I conquered all my demons there wouldn’t be much left of me. ❜

❛ I’m tired of their stories, let’s write our own. ❜

❛ the sunset has painted you so perfectly. ❜

❛ but of course adventures run on all sorts of whiskey. ❜

❛ don’t worry about what the world thinks. ❜

❛ love her but leave her wild. ❜

❛ today is the day to love yourself. it’s here. ❜

❛ she taught me first to love myself, after that, loving her was easy. ❜

❛ the trick to life is to have the courage to walk down the path that’s lit up in your heart. ❜

❛ she was made of magic that only I could see. ❜

❛ sometimes friends are the only escape we have from ourselves. ❜

❛ my demons can’t swim in whiskey but they sure try. ❜

❛ we humans have a limited patience for reality. ❜

❛ boys learn too late that being ‘the man,‘ is not the same thing as being a man. ❜

❛ life is too short not to pretend you’re magnificent. ❜

❛ thinking of you is a poison I drink often. ❜

❛ walk towards the good in life and one day you will arrive. ❜

❛ my parents may have failed me, but at least chocolate still loves me unconditionally. ❜

❛ I will never be perfect for you, but I will always imperfectly try to be. ❜

❛ just enough madness to make her interesting. ❜

❛ the day I met you I began to forget a life without you. ❜

❛ the way she smiled at me made loud the silence of the room. ❜

❛ twice I would die for a little more once with you. ❜

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newsouthgun‌:

“The mind of a man who’s persistent to his goals’s gotta be similar.  Humor me.”

“You compare me to those failings of Rome, I’m wounded. But it is not a new society I am building--humanity can do that on their own.”

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acceptedmyself‌:

His stomach couldn’t sink any further downward, but he sure felt that shiver of anxiety turning to a heavy despair, as Akande backed him into a corner with very few words. Winston was far from being a simple colleague to the cyborg. He was almost family, and Genji was now seeing too late how this closeness - the very product of his years of learning self-worth - could be used against them.

最悪だ

How was he to pick who who of two people he loved got to live? He couldn’t just refuse and hide Hanzo. Let alone fight Doomfist here or just turn him down and disappear. He needed to focus and find a way to walk out of this with his chin up. Over a silent minute, Genji reflected on it, fighting back against Akande’s sheer presence as if it was physically pushing him down. He slowly rose back to his full height, staring him in the eyes. A faked confidence was probably better than none at all.

He wasn’t so powerless. At least, he would make sure Akande thought so.

“I would let you kill me here and now for your word if you so desired. But you would rather give me your Reaper’s job?”

He couldn’t hide the discomfort in his voice. This first part was a half truth; he did feel ready to surrender himself to the enemy if it meant protecting those he cared about. But going as far as giving up his own life? He couldn’t know for sure if he would go through with this until he was facing death itself. For now, what mattered was keeping the bluff going; recover a bit of the pride he laid down when the other took the upper hand in the negotiation.

Maybe sacrificing Winston was unavoidable, but Genji needed the other to know he would do everything in his power to even the playing field.

“I can go through with your terms and betray Overwatch, but don’t think this means I will quit going after you.” He made his wakizashi clank against his leg as he tapped its hilt. “As soon as this trade is over and Hanzo is safe, I will make you regret letting me live.”

The invisible cogs were not difficult for Akande to discern on the blank faceplate. Many prey have the same look, the same desperation of such an ultimatum that they pretend to be strong as titanium while quaking silently. To die, or to chew off your own leg to limp another day?

His bottom lip curled in at the tremor in Genji’s voice, the telltale sound that he knew this choice would not be an easy one. “You and the pilot will get yours, eventually. Do not suspect any differently.” His hand shown briefly as Akande mentioned the personal vendetta against the three of them. No matter. He still maintained the older Shimada as a bargaining chip until Genji delivered. IF Genji delivered. 

“You’ve attempted that in the past, Shimada. How did that end? With you broken against the side of a car while your friends fought your fight for you. You forsake your honor again, and again, and again, and yet believe you’re capable of moral high ground.” Akande maintained eye contact with the green slits in the faceplate. 

“Don’t forget, if you don’t bring me his head, your brother will be left to ruin himself. Turned victim to his own feelings, and when we offer him peace from his own mind, he will take it. That will be the end of your brother and the Shimada empire.”

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newsouthgun‌:

“I know you ain’t just got eyes for us.”

“But ya probably know your history pretty well.Tell me why you think Rome fell.”

“Rome was the result of megalomania and imperialism. It is not shocking that you subscribe to the same theory.”

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Anonymous Asked: 

Your blog is amazing! Are there any rules we must read before interacting?

Thank you so much!

I do request that you read rules before interacting. They can be found here.

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@vcsionary​ asked:

012, 030, 069 for the character development meme!

Character Development Questions || a.

012. What makes your character embarrassed?

It does take a lot to outwardly embarrass Akande. He is a fighter and tactician,  so thrashing him entirely in a fight is surely enough to make him angry and sullen, and more likely to storm off. One can best him at logic and strategy or in an actual fight and he will grow embarrassed.

030. Do they believe in the afterlife?

Akande grew up believing in the Yoruban religion and the existence of a soul in another world after death. He still maintains those beliefs today, just more loosely so. 

069. What about your character is heroic?

He believes that he is making the ultimate sacrifice for humanity. Through these acts of terrorism, he believes that the world is growing stronger to better counter climate change and the wars that threaten to overwhelm it. While the rest of the world does not take his actions as heroic, he believes that he is doing his part to save the world and that that is somewhat heroic on its own. 

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Anonymous asked: 

For the character development questions: 026

Character Development Questions || a.

026. What do they consider ugly in others personality-wise?

It may seem ironic, but Akande absolutely despises egomaniacs and overconfidence. He believes himself capable of everything that he says, which is why he has to the ability to say it, but when someone else starts over-exaggerating their abilities, he grows frustrated very quickly. This is evident with a lot of the crowds that Talon runs with, so it’s an evil that comes attached to the job, but in a few rare occasions Akande has challenged an cocky rookie. 

Most of the time, the rookie doesn’t survive. 

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Anonymous asked:  

You're one of if not the best Doomfist roleplayer. I wanted to ask, do you rp on discord?

I really appreciate you saying that! With school and how fickle his muse is, it’s often hard for me to nail down his character for extended amounts of time, but messages like these make me want to write more!

I do write on discord, though my discord is mutuals only. If you’d like to send me a message I’d be happy to give you my discord if we’re mutuals. 

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Anonymous asked:

Are there any rules that must be read before interacting?

I do request that you read rules before interacting. They can be found here. 

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nichtschaden‌:

He could all but hear Jesse, Jack and Lena bellowing in his ears for being so stupid. He may have been a Blackwatch operative, he may have killed his fair share of people, both with backup and without. He may have been a mercenary first and a doctor second. But he was no match for the man who had him so easily pinned.

Yet there had been a chance Reaper was here. That didn’t mean he wanted to face the ghost of his old commander as a prisoner of Talon, he needed to see Gabriel on even ground. If Akande did not snap his spine like a toothpick first.

“I used to work with Moira. I need to see her.”

A truth and a lie. He’d worked alongside Moira in Blackwatch, and that fact may have bought him some time. The towering man felt unnerved having to look up to meet Akande’s eyes, but his gaze shifted down to the cybernetic leg that began abruptly beneath his left knee. It was a long shot, but he had to try.

“This limb is her technology, and she designed it so nothing could interface with it but her. It’s malfunctioning, and it feels like my entire body is burning and freezing at the same time. I haven’t slept in weeks, I’m losing my fucking mind. I walked into a Talon base alone, that’s how desperate I am to make it stop. So if you want to kill me, go ahead, I could use the peace and quiet.”

Poorly interfaced cybernetics were not unheard of. Nerves didn’t connect properly, whether by error or faulty design, and people were left in an ungodly amount of pain. Even that sounded more plausible than the truth about why he was there.

Suspicion filled the Nigerian’s creased face. Moira rarely had visitors, and typically they ranged from the more corrupt doctors in the world to expensive backers prepared to throw money into whatever pet project she had adopted that day. They typically didn’t consist of a frazzled man carrying a weapon, running around the catacombs of the base. No, something about the mysterious man--Western European, perhaps--set off inaudible alarms within Akande’s head. He seemed eerily familiar, though neither Moira nor Reaper had mentioned such a man working with them in their past. 

Metal fingers dug into the lanky form as Akande silently mulled over possibilities. The quickest one would be to kill this intruder for the sheer fact alone that he managed to infiltrate Talon to the point that he was closing in on the labs. He could drag him down to the cells until he was interested in telling the truth about his visit. Perhaps he could simply escort the intruder out and order him to never return. Or lastly, and the least likely, would be to bring to the doctor herself. 

Nobody appeared to trust Moira enough to do any particular favors for her, and Akande was no exception to the rule. 

Even with the explanation, one that hit too close to home with his own cybernetics (nothing could be as perfect as promised), he refused to relax the grip that was surely leaving bruises in the stranger’s shoulders and neck by now.   

“You make a lot of demands for someone playing with fire.” The tone was one of boredom, as if he did not care that he held a man’s life in his hands. “Strolling into a Talon base and then you have the audacity to be surprised that you were caught. Why don’t you give me a name, stranger, and then I’ll decide what to do with you.” 

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agbaran‌:

“The world does not understand my motives. I am attempting to rescue humanity from the fate that they backed themselves into. The needs of the masses outnumber those of the few.” 

“Think you got your numbers wrong. How many people would we lose if we just let ya’ll do as pleased? How many ‘weak’ would you sacrifice?”

“You use ‘we’ as if Overwatch is the soul target of my administrations, Jesse McCree. You cannot focus on the bigger picture, so you attempt to put out the kitchen fires now, while ignoring the bush fire ranging outside.”