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(Different anon) How....? How did he end up on the floor?
“Well, I did set up a cam, hold up.” messes around with things before pulling up the cam video, watching as Jamie snorts, seemingly having a fight in his sleep before smacking into the ground, ass up face down snoring peacefully away as the fight dies in him “That’s how he ended up on the floor.”
I feel like Junkrat is the type of person that falls asleep in a normal position, but then he wakes up on the floor or in a really weird/uncomfortable position.
Octavio smirks.
“And you would be right, amigo. We woke up to him on the floor tangled ass over head with one of his limbs across the room when he fell asleep with it on. No idea how, it just happened.”
Octane And Decisions
He can never pick just one thing. Can never decide if he should have this color or that. In the games he swaps out his gear constantly for new colors, new designs, new everything. His piercings are all over the place, a multitude of different colors, not one piece of metal the same color scheme. He is a mess.
MOAR!
Jamie gets roped in as the camera man as his lungs are a little frayed from gunpowder and smoke to be able to vape alongside his brothers, but he enjoys filming the two and their tricks, especially with the colouring.
IT GOT BETTER Fun Fact, Octavio and Wrench often carry their vapes everywhere and have been seen in the wild, if Oct isn’t trying to fist fight Bloodhound or Wrench, the two will find themselves using the coloured vape on the field because bored.
Whoever says this isn’t Octane, you’re wrong and you need to leave.
Loud explosions only you and I can hear Doors fly open, you're the cure for all my fears All I see is you and I You're the only lifeline, that I need tonight I'm letting go
So this is what it feels like Be in at the right place, the right time I'm hanging off a delight Hoping we can make this a long night This is why we came, yeah I can feel it in my veins So this is what it feels like Right place the right time, with you Right place the right time, with you Right place the right time
The Boys and Sleeping
Octavio has two plushies, one is named Cho the Chocobo, his beloved yellow plush from the Final Fantasy series based on the giant bird you run, race and takes you across the map. It was given to him by Fuego and has been with him as long as he can remember. The same year, he was given his other plush; Sky the Dragon, the vibrant green eyed beast having scales made of stardust, the black fur speckled with glitter like stars that was given to him by his padre. If he, for any reason, isn’t sleeping with them, to which he wraps his body around them to sleep, he will do this very act to a pillow, burying his face into it and snore away the night, when he does manage to sleep. Often times in either no clothes or just boxers, often times changing his heavy battle legs for slower, more jankier legs for bed as no legs causes him great anxiety.
Wrench needs music and lights, often sleeping in a room washed in a computer screen playing some sort of video or just a colour changing screen with any kind of music or audio playing. If the room is dark, he can’t sleep. He will often sleep with a fabric mask on rather than the bulky digital mask. He usually sleeps nude, uncaring of the rest of his body.
Jamie is shameless, a boxer wearer, often sprawled everywhere on the bed and will often have just a radio playing in the background. Nothing too crazy, though, unlike most think, he actually takes his leg and arm off during the night.
“Upgrades? Oh, yeah, that was somehing I needed to adress, too. But, later.” The two meter tall doctor offered a hand. “Come on, it won’t take long and it won’t hurt.”
He led the young man to his office and waved towards a sitting bench, a large device hanging above it, like a large, circular lamp. He picked up a pad from his desk.
“The scan won’t pick up all your vitals, so I have to add some more data to your files. I’d ask you to answer my question as trueful as possible…. Right. Name, Jamison Fawkes. Age and gender?”
Junkrat didn’t like this at all, though he was grateful he wasn’t the only tall person of the crew. However, upon the demand for honestly, he licked his lips, tapping his fingers on the bench beside him, hunching over as he was so prone to doing.
“Twenty five.” he paused, looking at the other like he was stupid or something. “Uh, pretty sure I ain’t a sheila mate.” he huffed, then rolled his eyes. “Male.” he added as he crossed his arms over his chest protectively, then moved to hide the augmentation again.
- the demon is wild, a rush of energy and power, but ultimately given a human soul to be the Guardian Demon of, despite his recklessness.
- Octavio aims to pick his soul up from when they are down and guide them to bigger and better things.
- Octavio Silva is the human name Salvidore chose to hide behind.
- He adores the soul he protects, the soul he has watched over their many lives, falling in love with them every time.
- He always ends up becoming their best friend, no matter the circumstance. He will try.
- the stronger the bond with the soul, the stronger their Guardian Demon becomes. This resets every new life the Soul is given.
- more to come.
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“Fawkes, you are late for your check-ups. Again.”
“Mate, I got no clue what you are talkin’ about. I’m here, aren’t I?” Though, judging by the way he shifts and looks anywhere but the doctor, it was clear he was… Wary.
He never liked going to any form of doctor, even if it was a close friend of his. He usually got a shpeal about his leg and arm and being careful, it irritated him a lot.
This doctor, however, was something uniquely different. He hasn’t figured it out.
He crossed his arms, his gaze judgemental but not mad. He knew the moment he saw Jamison for the first time that he doesn’t regularly see a physician.
With a shaking head he approached him. “Yes, you are. Well, shouldnt we go then? It will only take ten minutes and a little prick.”
Jamison wanted to run, to throw down a mine and book it instead of stay here. But he reluctantly moved to the bed, hoisting himself up and glared at the floor.
“Get it over an’ done with, doc. I got some upgrade for my leg to work on.” Upgrades he’s used as an excuse for not being there for the last two missed appointments.
Upgrades he still hasn’t had any work done to despite apparently working on them for a long time.
He still refuses to look at the doctor, knowing if he did his bravery would crumble and he’d run, even as he tries to hide his arm under his human arm, his peg leg tucked behind his fleshy one.
Ah, so the truth is finally ut there, why he was so wary around doctors.
The Things You Mess Up And Wish You Could Get Back ||Octavio About Love||
||Welcome, Octavio Silva, you are now streaming. Say hello!||
The beat rolled through as Octavio set up his camera, watching it spark to life with his face close, and he grinned, dropping back into the familiar room, the bean bag chair aside, this stream the stand up kind of gig, turning and throwing his arms up.
“Another stream! Get your questions in quick, Amigo’s!” he cheered and took a swig of his cocktail, moving in his spot by the table to the beat that he had been working on, the lyrics yet to be added.
Everyone knew the little speed devil was getting into music, getting a little more excited every weekly stream about it, showing little snippets, sometimes even singing on Stream if he feels like it.
He saw the flood of praise for him and he grins, pulling his hands to his mouth, making an exaggerated kissing sound as he threw his hands forward.
“Love ya too, amigos. And, the vote is in, we have our theme!” he grinned as he saw the bot chime, throwing up the question at the bottom for them all to see, the system having been upgraded thanks to Wrench.
“Alright. MirokuCaptain asks; Hey Oct, have you been in a relationship and messed things up. I tried to be open and my anxiety made me say something dumb. I’m worried I’m gonna lose them and I’m scared. They are my whole world but I just keep messing up.” the smile sort of falls for a moment as he takes this ask in, nodding slowly as he takes a swig of his cocktail to think.
“Well sorry to hear that amigo. Anxiety is a bitch. Makes you run your mouth before you have a chance to register the thought, right?” he smiled, leaning against the bench in thought.
“Honestly? Yeah. Been in a few places where thinking was kind of important. Tried to comfort people, then they got too real too quick and I flaked. I got snappy and grumpy because they weren’t listening and said some shit I didn’t mean.” he popped open a bottle of rum and looked to it, then took a swig, recoiling as always.
“I wish I could fix it, make it better. But sometimes you gotta let them relax, settle in and realise you were only trying to help. When you’re with someone who is equally as broken as you, it’s hard. Take Wrench for example. Before us, he was beaten by his parents. He left us to be a part of something great, and returned when his friends were all murdered in cold blood.” he set the bottle down and ran a hand through his hair.
“I tried to help him, but he was having none of it, so I got a little snippy, said something dumb, and I thought I lost a brother that day. But, almost a month later, he comes back, I apologise and tell him what I was trying to say, and we hugged it out after a split lip and black eye exchange, and we’re relatively fine now. But we know our limit with each other now, know when to step back, cool off and return after. It’s a learned behaviour.” he explained then sighed.
“See, when you’re in a relationship its harder still. Because you both want to be raw, open, loving and trusting, but your past makes it so damn hard to do it. I fall in love hard, I love like I live; fast and wild, but I also can slow down, take it easy. It’s just, the slow makes me panic, and I hate it, because there is nothing to fear with that.” he sighed and bit his lip, looking to his set up.
“I.... I actually wrote two songs lately... Got all the music, background vocals... I can give you a preview of the work.” he watched the chat blow up and he smiled. “If ya ever feel like you messed up, or you’re scared you lost something, just play this to them.” the music rolled through, he shifted as he took a few calming breaths and sang.
We got our eyes wide open and feeling like we are almost there Words unspoken disappearing in the air All I see is you and I You're the only lifeline, that I need tonight I'm letting go
He moved around the room, a bounce to his motions as he sang, feeling the tears in his eyes he ignored it, putting his heart out there for all to see as he sang something close to him. It wasn’t the first song he wanted to put out there, but it was the one he found home with.
He wondered for a brief moment if the inspiration for the song would hear this, would see him in his room singing to a camera, or if they have already cut him out for good.
Loud explosions only you and I can hear Doors fly open, you're the cure for all my fears All I see is you and I You're the only lifeline, that I need tonight I'm letting go
His eyes flew open, locking onto the camera as he smiled, knowing no matter their choice, he was going to keep living, because dying wouldn’t be what they wanted.
Right here and now feels like forever Never touch the ground when we're together Right here and now feels like forever, forever, forever, forever
He begun to jump, bouncing where he was as the music pulsed around him, the sound rolling through his body as he grinned, feeling like his heart was open wide and loving it.
When the song finished he laughed, doing a bow, his eyes flicking back up to see the chat zipping by, slow mode being turned on to bring it back to earth. He grinned as he watched it all.
“It doesn’t matter what happens in the moment, it’s about the whole picture. Never lose sight of that. They will come around, and if not? Keep on living your life. It’s hard, it fucking sucks, but if you truly loved them, then you won’t die because of them, but rather, live on in honour of what you had. Trust in me, time is all you will need. And if you need a lifeline, let me be that for you, until you get on your own two feet and can run on your own.” he grinned, the voice he used for singing so different to the heavy accent he bore usually.
It wasn’t unusual to hear, on a previous stream he had loved doing voices and impersonations, showing off his ability to hide that tone he was born with. But he poured a drink, holding it up towards the camera.
“Here’s to this moment, right here, right now. I love you all, and don’t ever want to lose any of you.” he raised his glass as if to knock theirs then threw the shot back. “Our stream is over, love you all and keep your eyes open for the next one! Stay strong, amigos, and remember. Non terra plus ultra! Push past the limits and just do it!” he grinned as he leaned forward, winking to the camera as he turned the stream off.
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“S’up. You new here, too?”
Jamie jolted, looking up at the other from his place on the back of the couch messing with the calibration of his leg.
“Yeah, mate. Why ya askin’?” he asked, the accent thick in his tone, feeling a little suspicious as this was the first person to approach the Junker since he stepped into this place three days ago.
Other than the doctor. But that was a given.
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I could blame myself But it’s your fault as well We’re crying out for help, ohh I could blame myself But it’s your fault as well We’re crying out, crying out
Saying do ya, do ya even know what you do to me I’m going out of my mind Every secret that your keeping Oh, why won’t you let me in Oh, why won’t you let me in, a-aah-aah
But it’s useless Every time you pull me back with one kiss And I’m telling everyone You didn’t mean to do it, and we can make it through this Oh darlin, oh darlin I’m just making up excuses
