Codeblooded

They fucked me up badly. All powers come with a price (Shadowrun|Overwatch OC fair warnings: there might be blood, drugs and more violence) Also, Hi, this is Skully, what a surprise

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The mutant blinked at the point to his large amber eyes, going crossed eyed a bit to look at it then the hooded stranger. Well it wasn’t the first time his odd appearance has been pointed out, but the first its been his eyes over everything else first.

“A spotted hyena perhaps? Or maybe crystallized amber? I get told they look similar to that often.”

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The words pull him back from his words, expression turning clueless and confused for a few seconds until he focuses again. “Maybe?”, he muses, a hum escaping from him while restless fingers pick at the cloth of his sleeves. “Don't think I ever saw any hyenas. Online maybe?”, he pauses a second, moving his fingers in a way akin to typing on a keyboard. “No, that would be more – well, the color scheme I suppose?”, another second of hesitation

 “But amber sounds right. Is really pretty too!”

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“You look funny.”, comes from the hooded figure with fullbody make-up. Zheeva had no right to judge others. 

“It's the eyes.”, gloved fingers point at the stranger. “Remind me of something. If only I knew...”, and there he goes, back into thoughts again.

[codebloodedzheeva-blog]

I wanna write Zheeva, promo this if you want to meet a (mostly) Overwatch Anti-Omnic-weapon/Hacker/Technomancer OC

That’s how this works, right?

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the thing about going back to my other blogs like Zheeva is, I don’t even know how to start bc all my old friends are gone for almost a year now D:

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S K Y - V I E W 

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Restless fingers were tugging and tearing at the cloth of the new gloves they had given him. They were supposed to interfere with his abilities, keeping him from using them unconsciously yet again. 

But he wasn't happy with the design choices. Fit for every day use – he supposed – they were fingerless, showing of way more skin than Zheeva was willing to see. 'He would get used to it' but even after a whole day he wasn't doing any better. So instead of waiting for someone to save him from them, he had started ghosting around the Headquarters, trying to find someone who at least looked willing to bother talking with those responsible for him on his behalf.

[codebloodedzheeva-blog]

You may also lure Zheeva to your inbox

[codebloodedzheeva-blog]

You may also lure Zheeva to your inbox

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Rep.li.cant

[morteangeli]

Anon or not, ask my muse anything you've ever wondered about them.

They’ll have to answer as best they can.

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codebloodedzheeva:

And that was the problem. Zheeva had no family to speak of, and he refused to regard the scientists as such. “I don’t have a family.”, he explained as if that wasn’t an disconcerning thing to say. “And I remember well enough.”, he shifted, looking uncomfortable all of the sudden, painted fingers rubbing over his cheeks without ever smearing the paint that covered his face. “I’d appreciate if I didn’t.”

He shook his head, pulling the papers back to himself. “No, they took me in. Wilma and Machina said I’d be safer with the heroes.”

     “…”

     “Sucks for you, I guess, if ya ain’t got a family. Write N-slash-A. Means ‘Not Available.’ They’ll have to deal with it.” Surely Overwatch can deal with a bit of craziness now and again. And if the papers this guy was filling out was legit, apparently they had no concerns about Talon infiltations… unbelievable. If Stash were a more gutsy fellow, he might stake an interest in this and make some long-term goal of getting in and selling out information for the sake of money and power.      Good thing he was so incredibly lazy.      “Good luck with that. Bein’ stuck with the bunch, that is.”

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“Can't possibly be worse.”, he whispered, filling in the phrase before looking over the paper another time. They were lucky he could write at all. Typing yes, reading, sure, but actual writing? That's not something you would expect him to be able to do – if you knew anything about his past, that is. His writing surely looked as if he had barely ever held a pencil before too.

“Where else would I go?”, he wasn't stuck with Overwatch – Overwatch was stuck with him. “Who'd take in a stranger?” Machina and Gattling did, but that was a complete different topic considering those two picked him up in the first place.

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