¿Quién es 'Sombra'?

indie sombra from overwatch  written by jamie est. 12/18/16

[spctlessminds]

based on this suggestions blog.  warning:  these are pretty dark/angry  &  could be triggering to some people.  please be cautious before proceeding!!

‘  all i want in my life is for my friends to be able to touch me suddenly  &  me to not flinch away without meaning to.  when will this stop affecting me?  ’ ‘  all i want is to be soft  &  gentle,  but i’m made out of steel  &  anger.  maybe in another life,  i guess.  ’ ‘  beauty is in the eye of the beholder,  so choose to see beauty in everything.  ’ ‘  burning it all to the ground  &  force them to start again.  they made you lose everything.  now return the favor.  ’ ‘  do i ever even cross your mind or do i do all the thinking of us on my own?  ’ ‘  do you trust me enough?  do you trust me at all?  ’ ‘  don’t you dare abandon me.  ’ ‘  even after all you have done,  i will always want you fighting on my side.  ’ ‘  every time i see you smile i fall in love with your brightness all over again.  ’ ‘  everyone i have ever loved is long gone.  i sing to the sky alone.  ’ ‘  everyone i touch gets hurt,  but i can’t stop.  i touch  &  i touch  &  i touch  &  people get hurt.  why can’t i ever stop?  ’ ‘  everyone says i used to be a hero,  but i can still taste the blood in my mouth  &  still feel bruises blooming because of my fists  &  my eyes are still stretched wide  &  terrified.  ’ ‘  everything i love has been taken from me.  what do i have left to fight for?  ’ ‘  fall in love with someone that makes you feel strong.  ’ ‘  friends are more important than any material object will ever be.  ’ ‘  i am aching to hold you  &  keep you safe,  to be pressed against you so that nothing can harm you.  ’ ‘  i am divine  &  you will bow before me.  ’ ‘  i am fucking divine.  ’ ‘  i am in control  &  i listen to no one.  ’ ‘  i am not a good person.  don’t pretend i am.  ’ ‘  i am not accustomed to love.  this is a learning experience.  ’ ‘  i am not worth saving  &  i am not worth redemption.  let me stay in the dark.  ’ ‘  i am so tired all the time,  all i want to do is rest.  ’ ‘  i am too tired to deal with any of this.  ’ ‘  i bow to no man.  ’ ‘  i broke into sharp pieces when i broke  &  i expect someone else to hurt their hands on my edges just to put me back together.  i’m sorry.  ’ ‘  i can give you your wings back  &  i can show you to fly once more,  if you only believe in me.  ’ ‘  i cannot be saved.  ’ ‘  i can’t ask for help because if i ask for help it hurts people.  i can bear this weight on my own.  i have to.  ’ ‘  i could taste the lies in your mouth every time i kissed you,  but i loved you too much to notice.  ’ ‘  i crave affection in the simplest way.  ’ ‘  i deserve to hurt.  i deserve to bleed.  ’ ‘  i didn’t ask for any of this so don’t you dare blame this on me.  ’ ‘  i don’t care if you say my name like it’s poison or like it’s a prayer,  as long as it leaves your lips.  ’ ‘  i don’t fight for you anymore.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to let go of you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to talk about it.  i don’t want to remember.  i don’t want to heal.  all i want is for it to go away.  ’ ‘  i don’t want you to touch me.  please don’t touch me,  just go away.  ’ ‘  i feel anger deeper than my bones.  i feel anger in my very soul.  ’ ‘  i feel nothing at all,  except for when i feel everything all at once.  ’ ‘  i have fallen  &  though i may miss the sky,  i belong here now.  ’ ‘  i have fallen from a height your mind cannot even imagine.  ’ ‘  i have no home anymore.  ’ ‘  i remember collapsing in the flames with a sword in my hand  &  then i remember nothing.  ’ ‘  i see beauty in everything,  but especially in you.  ’ ‘  i should never have fallen in love with you.  ’ ‘  i thought for a long time that i was so terrible no one would look at me.  now i know it’s because i shine so bright they are forced to look away.  ’ ‘  i was so caught up in the feeling that i forgot how to breathe.  ’ ‘  i will never amount to anything.  i am a failure in the worst type of way.  ’ ‘  i will tell myself that the burn of my loneliness in my chest completes me  &  maybe someday it will be true.  ’ ‘  if that’s what a hero is i’m glad i’m not one anymore.  ’ ‘  if you ask me to,  i will set the whole world on fire,  my dear.  it’s all for you.  ’ ‘  is it my fault?  it’s my fault.  it’s always my fault.  ’ ‘  it’s not murder if they deserved it,  right?  ’ ‘  i’m drowning in emotions that don’t belong to me,  choking on anger  &  suffocating on sadness.  ’ ‘  i’m in love with everything that hurts me.  ’ ‘  i’m okay.  i’m alright.  this is all in my mind.  ’ ‘  i’m ready to give up everything i’ve ever had if it means someone will love me.  ’ ‘  i’m so cold  &  i can’t stop shaking.  i am not who you think i am.  ’ ‘  i’m so tired all the time  &  i just want to be awake again.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting against the pain of being forgotten.  i just want someone to remember me.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting everything in my life.  just make it stop.  ’ ‘  i’m too tired to care.  blow up,  get angry at me.  i’m sure someday i’ll realize i deserved it.  ’ ‘  jealousy burns within me.  ’ ‘  just let me go in peace for once in my damn life.  ’ ‘  loneliness is a disease  &  it leaves me empty  &  hollow,  like sound goes through my body  &  bounces back.  ’ ‘  made of starlight  &  sunshine,  i shine brighter than they all know.  ’ ‘  my anger is righteous  &  my actions are pure.  ’ ‘  my chest aches  &  my lungs burn.  this sickness comes from the inside.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  all i need is some comfort  &  understanding.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  i ache to go back to the sky.  ’ ‘  my shoulders are aching where wings used to be  &  all i want is for them to stop hurting.  ’ ‘  pull me apart  &  piece me together in your own way.  make me perfect.  ’ ‘  righteous fury throws through my veins  &  if you touch the people i love i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  rise up.  you can’t keep being small when you were made for so much more.  ’ ‘  say my name like it’s the only one that’s ever been on your tongue.  ’ ‘  so much blood has been spilled in my name.  time to make you believe it was in yours.  ’ ‘  so you’ll worry about me when i fall silent,  but not when i scream  &  plead for help?  fuck off.  ’ ‘  sometimes people have to get hurt for me to get what i want.  ’ ‘  stay away from my fucking friends.  stay the fuck away or so help me i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  stop treating me like i’m an idiot.  you aren’t better than me in any way  &  you better remember that.  ’ ‘  the bitter taste of regret is ever present on my tongue.  ’ ‘  the world is spinning far too fast for me to stay on it.  ’ ‘  to love them is my divine right.  ’ ‘  voices whisper from the shadows  &  they fill my mind with thoughts of you.  ’ ‘  what did i to wrong to be so unloved?  ’ ‘  what is the point of power if i’m not supposed to use it?  ’ ‘  who the fuck do you think you are?  ’ ‘  why can’t i ever fucking stop crying?  ’ ‘  with a new year comes new tests  &  triumphs.  let’s try to make the most out of it.  ’ ‘  would it really kill you to be honest for once?  ’ ‘  yes,  i remember my wings breaking  &  being destroyed.  i was powerless to stop it.  ’ ‘  you are not required to love your parents,  or to even like them.  ’ ‘  you can’t hate me more than i hate myself,  but you are more than welcome to try.  ’ ‘  you may say you love me,  but you love only a part of me.  i am too complex for you to ever love my entire being.  ’ ‘  you never fucking cared about me.  don’t fucking lie about it.  not to me.  ’ ‘  you remind me of mint.  fresh,  sharp,  kind of cold,  but in a nice way.  i always knew there was a reason mint was my favorite.  ’ ‘  you shine light in even the darkest parts of me.  you are my sun.  ’ ‘  you should fear me,  but you don’t.  i will be eternally puzzled,  yet grateful.  ’ ‘  you touch me  &  my skin burns  &  it burns for you,  always you.  ’

[zevzevarainai]

cyberspace + kings row

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HC + poverty

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.

having grown up orphaned in the ashes of the omnic crisis in a country that was more or less without modern technology for an extended period of time ( due to the blackout ) sombra has had a very personal experience with poverty. she witnessed the home she had utterly destroyed and the remains of it manipulated by people in power ( who, even more disturbingly, dubbed themselves “heroes” ). millions struggled in the la medianoche, without the necessary tools for survival & more or less completely cut off from the outside world due to mass debilitation to the power grid and infrastructure of the country.

initially, when she was much younger, she had a more ‘altruistic’ view of the situation. believing that a better world was possible where such economic disparity could be prevented. as she grew up in the post-omnic crisis world though her worldview changed. she became more of an advocate for self-preservation after learning really how heinous humans can be. especially when presented with opportunities of self-gain. her time with los muertos definitely helped shape her view on people and society. if everyone is out for their own gain and ultimately in the post-crisis world the strong will survive why should she care for anyone else but herself?

she’s still very much against the greedy and power hungry members of society. but it really never was in the same was los muertos was against them. los muertos waged a self-styled revolution, which was ( supposedly ) for the betterment of all people of mexico. sombra never really latched onto the ideological crusade some of her comrades were carrying out. instead, her interest was two parted. firstly, and primarily when she was younger and less mature, it was most likely a personal vengeance sort of thing. ‘ they did this to me, made my life like this, so i’m going to get back at them.’ but after discovering her talents, and moreso after she discovered the unnamed global conspiracy, it became more of an addiction to gaining power. power through knowledge of how the world works and more importantly power over people. which is why she’s so intrigued by the conspiracy which she uncovered. it’s a web of corruption, lies, and manipulation that links everything together. if she can uncover the root of it all and what ties it together she could very well manipulate things in her favor.

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hc; redemption

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.

honestly sombra can be super vindictive. but not over small things. smaller stuff she’s less likely to hold a grudge over and more likely to forgive ( or use as leverage over someone who’s particularly guilty ). but the big things, like the rampant corruption in lumerico and the world’s governments, she’s very unforgiving. she’s very unconvinced that people can change unless proven otherwise. and if even if they do change it doesn’t necessarily excuse them from the things they’ve done. she’s a firm believer in exposing what people do in the dark. and being in the position she’s in she’s seen a lot. she’s seen what supposed heroes & leaders do behind close doors and it’s not pretty.

her stance doesn’t necessarily come from a stance of self-righteousness or some kind of moral high ground however. it’s just, in her eyes, that people are shitty and will continue to be shitty. which really ties into the greater picture of how she views people as a whole. another thing being that she doesn’t necessarily care if someone claims to have “redeemed” themselves. she’s really only in it for herself, being a firm believer in a “survival of the fittest” world view. that people will act on their on interests and in turn she will act on hers. contacts she make are really for the sake of advancing her own goals. 

another thing to note is that she isn’t one to buy into the dichotomy of “good” and “bad” which really affects the conception of “redemption.” of course there are people who are more morally depraved than others but ultimately ( with, like everything, some exceptions ) most people are doing what they do for their own betterment. which isn’t necessarily a bad thing in her eyes ( unless it conflicts with her interests ). she’s probably more disgusted with self-righteous people ( like overwatch for example ) who claim to be “good” while doing many of the same things as the factions they condemn as “evil”

[spaacemusings]

                               Victory isn’t something you are given.                                         It is something you take.

[knightamer-archive]

Sombra and her high-tech hands are my new kind of aestetic σ(≧ε≦σ) ♡  

[derangcdarchive-blog]

send me  ‘ hc ‘  + a word and i’ll write a headcanon about it regarding my character.

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edencursed:

          The snicker and positioning had him cracking a smirk of his own. “You’re one to talk, hm?” Rolling his shoulders, he wasn’t sparing another moment as he dipped down and kept himself at an angle – reaching out for a jab at her side.

        -- she’d narrow her gaze, keeping her eyes affixed on the man. watching his movement the hacker would move to attempt to block the blow. she’d respond promptly with an effort to counter attack with her free hand. 

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                          where's the fun in playing fair ?

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anarchyreign:

            A hand ran through strands of neon pink hair as her gaze tilted downward to make eye contact with the female. Weird accent, was it European or something? The junker gave a shrug at her own thought. She’d then realize she could feel her hair– Odd for someone who’s lacked the proper touch for a while. Odd, to have finger tips again, even if they were made of the hardest metal avaliable.              “Me?? I’m nobody important. Call me Boomshark though. Shark for short.” Her accent was obvious as to where she was from BUT the junker noted the fact that she somehow knew what clan she belonged to, if not guessed correctly. Rayan’d provide an iconic grin revealing sharp serrations that’d make even a dinosaur jealous. New cybernetic hands made their way into baggy pockets, something she hadn’t done in years. Yikes, there was still sand from the outback in there. Her hand withdrew to sprinkle dirt onto the perfect metropolis’ sidewalk, then wiping the rest on her midriff revealing shirt reading ‘HUNG’ on it. She could finally wear shirts with sleeves now, the limbs now fitting her(very muscular) physique.             “What about yours, sweetheart?”

   boomshark ? the source of the alias became quite clear to her when the woman bared her jagged maw. It didn’t take much thought to figure where the “boom” half of the name came from. the junkers seemed to have as much an affinity for odd nicknames as they did for missing limbs. regardless, it’d make sorting this one’s data much easier now that she had a name to keep in the proverbial record book. 

    ‘ call me sombra -- ’ she said with a coy smile. it’s quite likely that boomshark hadn’t a clue who she was; on account of the relative isolation of the junkers. and whether or not news of her activities had reached the outback or not. it didn’t cause her any bit of sadness or disappointment that this was the case, she preferred it this way in most cases. she’d look over boombshark’s hands with a cursory gaze, examining the way she carried them and how they moved. 

    ‘ nice tech, shark. looks like you got quite an upgrade.’

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iintricacies:

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          “What’s a woman like you doing around here?” There was a smirk and a lean towards the taller as one hand gestured alongside her words. “–Gorgeous! What kind of dye do you use for your hair?”

     sombra would give a look of surprise, followed up by a subtle smile. her heliotrope gaze narrowed in on the shorter woman. ‘ charming -- ’ with a quick swiping motion of her finger she’d smile, pointing to stranger’s phone. 

    ‘ linked you -- but something tells me you’re really not all that interested in talking about hair dye. or am i wrong, kagami ? ’ 

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tagged by.  @iintricacies​

tagging. nah

TOP TEN SONGS YOU’VE BEEN LISTENING TO LATELY!

ghost in the shell by haven 

Seventeen by Peach Pit

Can’t Wait by Chon

Deadman’s Gun by Ashtar Command

Maire Mhór by Dervish

All Your Friends by Coldplay

Red Circle (LED Spirals & Shots Fired) by Le Castle Vania

Sit Next To Me by Foster The People

Empire by Kasabian

Fare Thee Well by Oscar Isaac & Marcus Mumford

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anarchyreign:

@interveniir liked for a starter!

            The behemoth of a woman walked out of a high tech cybernetic enhancements medical center, stretching as she tested out her new arms. It was almost odd, having the ability to turn on and off the feeling of your hands once more, having nerves actually attached to the damn thing! Boomshark thought it was amazing. Not simply junk scrapped together to survive in the outback. No, with all the stolen gold and money she’d amassed by merely picking up the trail behind her two favorite friends, this junker decided to upgrade. The damn things even looked like her arms, minus the tattoos and aditionally the fine lines to show where cybernetics met joints and eventually her shoulder.            Throwing a few feinted punches she couldn’t help but reveal those sharp, shark-eque teeth that resided in her mouth. These were fast, like her actual arms! Though no chainsaw attachments. That is, until this (pretty) weirdly dressed female caught her eye. She’d make an off-handed comment as Junkers do. 

            “Oi, christ and I thought OMNIC cybernetics were an eye sore. How the fuck do ya sleep at night, glowin’ like that? You’re like a fuckin’ robot! Shits still glow after they die, even.” The junker gave her an expression like she wasn’t all there, she knew a little bit better than to run her mouth like that but she decided to test the waters. Usually people just kept walking.

     She’d be too preoccupied to answer immediately, instead tapping away at some sort of holographic interface. Her fingers moved with expediency and grace, shifting and moving the objects before her. She’d slow for a moment, realizing the woman was speaking to her.

     Sombra would raise a cautious eyebrow, looking her over and directing an amused scoff her way. She’d seen her type; loud, obnoxious, and carrying an aura of self importance. The same kind of crowd Los Muertos consisted of. Encountering this stranger made her even more relieved she had left that era of her life behind ( for the most part ). Though there was something, other than her personality, familiar about the pink haired woman. Sombra would open another holographic window, eventually pulling up a blurry rendition of the stranger before her. Likely captured from a CCTV monitoring system during the Junker’s many aggrandized heists.

    There wasn’t too much on her, maybe a lackey working under the self proclaimed ‘ Junker Queen ’ or those two petrol heads from the outback. In truth, they weren’t too much of a concern of hers but it’d never hurt to have some contacts outside of the usual circle. She’d have to keep an edge over the competition. 

  ‘ -- You’re one to talk, junker. You got a name or am I gonna have to come up with one ? ’

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edencursed:

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          There was a whistle in attempts to get her attention. “–Sombra.” Followed as he kept himself a few feet away from her. “Let’s keep ourselves in shape, hm? Spar with me.”

     she’d give a modest snicker followed by a curious gaze, looking over the man from head to toe. ‘ You’re an eager one aren’t you, ORPHAN ? ’ She’d crack her knuckles before assuming a more aggressive stance, a sharp grin on her face. 

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junkcrs:

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❝OI! SHEILA- these Talon blokes are such a DRAG, why haven’t ya ditched ‘em yet!? Yer not foolin’ someone like ME. Everyone here’s AWFUL, but then there’s YOU” Judgin’ by uh-…. your uh- hair? - yeah your hair- you CAN’T be too bad to be ‘round.❞    

     she’d give a short lived smirk & and a roll of the eyes. ‘ ni modo, things get done and that’s all that MATTERS – i do my thing THEY do theirs. it works out. but thanks for the compliment. ’ formalities gone her gaze would illustrate a newfound interest in the conversation. ‘ you and your JUNKERS can really do a number. not how I would handle things but i gotta admit – it’s impressive. ’

[medlis-deactivated20170818]

You’re just a glitch in the system.