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NULL. slimy eldritch boy here ready to chew gun and shoot some peeps. and he’s all out of gum. give this post a reblog or a like to lemme know you’d be interested in roleplaying with a brand new reaper from overwatch?

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Hiya nerds, this is a brand new canon-divergent Pantheon blog that’s ready to rock and roll with y’all. Give this post a like or reblog if you’d be interested in interacting with me, would ya? Thanks, lovelies.~

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when am I not

I mean Bastion is a cutie. Look at that face.

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@embrace-tranquility replied to your post: Sinday? BEGONE THOTS.

Sin w me

Thirsty for the bot, are we?

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Sinday?

BEGONE THOTS.

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thanks to @dontcallmejoel i am now enamored with the idea of bastion and ganymede wearing cowboy hats

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dontcallmejoel:

“Yeah, I thought so.” He reaches up and takes the hat off, feeling his hair shift with its newfound freedom. He motioned for the omnic to come closer so he can place the hat on its head, then steps back, admiring his work.

“Now aren’t you dashing?”

Bastion visibly perks up, the occasional cheerful chirr leaving it as it takes a step forward when it’s told to. When the hat is placed atop its head it gives another happy little beep before it swivels its upper body around a bit to look for a mirror or anything it could use as one.

“Boop bwee!!” It hasn’t been this excited in a while and it’s all thanks to a hat -- it’s not silly anymore, that’s for sure. Bastion thinks about asking someone to make one for both Ganymede and itself.

Wouldn’t that be a sight?

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i have 2 reply velocities

Option one: you will wait until the end of the year for a reply

Option two: I WILL REPLY THE FREAKING SECOND YOU DO

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dontcallmejoel:

“Hmm? This?” Jesse pushes up on the hat brim with his forefinger. “This here’s a Stetson. Sorta. It’s been dinged up enough and repaired my yours truly it’s probably not the same hat anymore, but you get the idea.”

And then, after a brief moment of hesitation. “Wanna try it on?” He asks, a little long-sufferingly, like he already knows the answer and has been asked too many times before. But he’s smiling, at least, so the answer isn’t unwelcome.

Bweeps excitedly as McCree talks about his hat, optic sensor glued onto it with a fascination it hasn’t felt in quite a while. While nature loving at best, Bastion enjoys different traditions and customs as well and would love to learn more about what brought its companion to wear such -- called silly by many -- interesting garments.

“Dwoo?” It’s an inquiry, struck with a certain uncertainty that comes mostly from the way the human responded to it but it definitely would love to try the hat on.They could be cowboy buddies!

Of course, though, Bastion doesn’t want to make it seem like the man has to let it try it on.

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from here with @dontcallmejoel

“Howdy, there, big guy.” He’s a little off put by the unit, honestly. Jesse’s never been good at reading omnics and the like, made him feel blind at times. Even so, he recognizes the underlying gentleness in Bastion. “You bring your little bird friend, too?”

It’s unsure at first of what exactly howdy means but it takes no less than a few moments of searching data banks and memories for it to understand it’s a way of saying hello in cowboy language.

Ah, it kind of likes that.

Bastion gives a small negative boop in response, Ganymede was not with it at the moment though the omnic didn’t mind it that much. Sometimes it was nice to be in a quiet environment.

“Doo doo dweeee.” It points at the hat questioningly, tilting its head to the side somewhat as if inquiring about the hat’s history.

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Bastion learning about memes and just playing “omae wa mou shindeiru” through his voice box whenever he goes into sentry mode.

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hello hello, omnic baby here; lovingly penned by Machina ( I love my robot son I s2g ). if you’d like to interact with a brand new Bastion blog from Blizzard’s Overwatch then please like/reblog and I’ll check you out real quick and chuck my robot son at you.

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The noises Bastion makes when jumping.

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loosedhope:

The hand came up, and Mallory flinched a mome- Oh. It was patting her. She relaxed, looking over the unit.

What WAS an Omnic unit doing out in the forest like this? It was a hefty one, clearly designed for battle by the fact that one arm was a gun. Gently, Mallory ran a hand over the rust-covered siding, brushing off some of the flaking copper covering. Old. By Omnic standards, and possibly human ones. Old, but seeming to…to fit in with the natural surroundings. Who WAS this?

A soft gasp left her lips as the flower was offered. Smiling, Mallory took it into her hands, cradling it delicately. “Oh, thank you, Mr. Robot! It’s…it’s lovely.” Carefully, Mallory tucked the flower into her hair, feeling the stem winding through her curls. Her smile brightened, raw and honest. A gift. No one had given her a gift in…as long as she could remember. And it was letting her stay in the forest. “You’re a very nice forest Omnic,  sir.”

Cheerful beeping at her words and actions ( the flower suited her very nicely ), though it stilled for a moment before bringing its hand to its chassis and pointing at the writing on it: E54. That was its ‘formal’ name and the only thing that Bastion could hint to since she probably didn’t know what its unit name was.

More chirruping and Bastion’s upper body swiveled around as if it was looking for something. Eventually it turned back to its new companion and gave a curious chirr, motioning with its hand to follow it deeper into the forest.

They’d need to find a better ambush hiding spot in case her enemies had followed her here and Bastion knew just where to go. It knew this forest like the back of its hand so as long as she followed it there would be no issues or chance at getting lost/

“Dwoo dee bep!” It exclaimed cheerfully before remembering that she did not understand binary code and bowed its head a little, as if apologizing. It pointed somewhere in the distance -- Ganymede’s nest was somewhere around there and Bastion never stayed too far from its little bird friend for too long. Who else would protect Ganymede if it didn’t do it? Now it had another friend to protect and Bastion would not let any harm come to her if it could do anything about it.

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threads i need;

d.va teaching b.astion about games and helping it play some

z.enyatta meeting b.astion and teaching him how to overcome his ptsd

r.einhardt meeting up with b.astion and the both of them feeling rather wary around the other because of their past but eventually coming to terms with it and becoming rather good pals ( rein sharing the music he likes with b.astion is a must have )

t.orbjorn ( or anyone with the ability to ) installing a voice box for b.astion that allows it to speak with words and sentences said through the radio as well as song lyrics

talon b.astion, enough said

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also l.ucio making a mix with b.astion’s boops and beeps? yes please

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threads i need;

d.va teaching b.astion about games and helping it play some

z.enyatta meeting b.astion and teaching him how to overcome his ptsd

r.einhardt meeting up with b.astion and the both of them feeling rather wary around the other because of their past but eventually coming to terms with it and becoming rather good pals ( rein sharing the music he likes with b.astion is a must have )

t.orbjorn ( or anyone with the ability to ) installing a voice box for b.astion that allows it to speak with words and sentences said through the radio as well as song lyrics

talon b.astion, enough said

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loosedhope:

It waved its hand, and Mallory looked around after it. The forest.

Its home, likely.

“I’m very sorry, I don’t…I don’t understand you,” she said weakly, looking up into the glowing blue eye. “I hardly know settled English, let alone…what IS it that Omnics speak?” A questioning look, shook off quickly. “N..never mind. Um. It seems like you understand me, though. Is…is it all right if I stay in your forest for a little while? I’m just trying to stay away from some people who want to hurt me.”

Bastion reached over to give her a pat on the shoulder, as gentle as an omnic of its build can make it at least; attempting to comfort her as she seemed to be distressed about something. It leaned down as much as it could to pluck a pretty white flower-- after scouring over his databases, it seemed to be a white carnation; symbolic of good luck -- and attempted to hand it to her with an affirmative boop and a small nod accompanying it.

She was free to stay for however long she wanted and needed to.

The people who were out to hurt her would have to deal with this little omnic right here if they showed themselves in Bastion’s home.