The Shard, building that towered over the rest of the city, still had a few illuminated windows as minimum staff stayed active during the night. On top of the tower few of the windows shined with dim light as it let the citizens know how their mayor was still at work for a better tomorrow.
However Elaine wasn’t working. Not tonight. She had stopped going through her email an hour ago and finally allowed herself to close the binder holding all the information regarding the on going construction at the harbor area as they were modernizing it just like they had done with the most of the city already.
Her penthouse apartment was simplistic in nature. Walls were painted with white and calm shades of blue with minimalistic art style. There were numerous houseplants and in the lobby there was even a well kept cherry blossom tree which brought more color to the apartment.
Most of the rooms were unlit and those which were had only a dim lights on which gave the penthouse a comfortable calmless in the middle of the night. It was what the mayor truly needed after everything that had happened during the past few weeks.
The blonde had settle down next to the swimming pool in the private bath house. It was modern design but still showed influence of the construction styles of the ancient romans. There were three doors which lead back to the lobby, one that lead outside to the terrace and the last one lead to the sauna and showers.
Elaine was laying on her side on the sunbed and bathed in the moonlight which flooded through the glass ceiling. She had left the room unlit apart from the pool lights as she enjoyed the calm water and still wasn’t sure if she wanted to take a late night swim or not. In her hands she held a book she read intently.. So intently in fact that she noticed something was wrong only after hearing someone move in the darkness of the bath house.
She closed her eyes. Dropped the book and took a sharp breath. Then the eyes shot open and her arm reached the electric stun rod hidden under the sunbed. She pushed her upper body off the bed with her free hand while still partly laying on the bed.
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//Honnnestly…. I love the idea of this as a thread
My thought from what I’ve read from @segadores-y-soldados and from talks with friends is that Sombra’s the V-point that’s feeding the original Trio of Overwatch information as well as keeping tabs on Talon, Oasis and Viskhar. Sombra’s the tipping point of so much that we don’t know exactly what ALL she knows.
Hell, we don’t even know just how organic she is to begin with- and she could be an omnic herself?
We really don’t know. I don’t make assumptions, but I do think she’s a fascinating character, one worth being played well and being played against. :3c
Name one of your favorite tropes.What has influenced your writing and blog? What is a trope you’ve always wanted to subvert?
Favorite trope? I have so many omg... I guess one would have to be like.. As cheesy as this is going to be, rivals to lovers? Like. Real slow burn type of thing. Like sure they don’t get along all the time and have disagreements but that doesn’t mean two people can’t work together and/or fall in love. Which might be obvious from how hard I ship Moi.cy
What has influenced me? That’s a tough one. I read a lot of books when I was younger. Like the Twilight Saga, some of the Warriors series, and even reading some of my dad’s comics when I was a wee lass. I was always told I had a knack at writing, and really started getting into it around middle school. I met folk who had the same interests as me, and we’d literally write RPs together in a notebook instead of participating in chorus lmao. Those same ppl inspired me and kept me going, and even when I stopped writing for a while, it was always a thing I loved. And honestly, the people I’ve met here have influenced me a bit too, to branch out of my comfort zone, and just have a good fun experience all around.
A trope I want to subvert? I’m gonna answer this from a fandom standpoint rather than just in general cause honestly, I want to see this go away.
WARNING LONG ASS PERHAPS UNPOPULAR OPINION UNDER CUT
People in the fandom immediately write Moira as “evil”. Even tho a common theme in the series is small hints that “the world isn’t black or white” and whatnot. So they demonize the hell out of this woman. And yeah I’ll admit, she ain’t the nicest. She’s bold and brash and will kick you in the ass. Sure, she works with Talon. Sure, she has supposedly unethical ways of doing science but where’s the proof. All we have are some in game interactions and the common theme IS NO ONE LIKES THAT IRISH BEAUTY and I honestly want to see that go away. Like an onion, people have layers. And so do characters. And they instantly assume she made Widowmaker (AGAIN NO PROOF) AND Reaper. Hell some believe she betrayed Gabe and Blackwatch, but we literally don’t know. While I get people will hold onto the in game stuff dearly, I feel as though it should be taken with a grain of salt. Cause if I remember, the devs even said none of that is canon, just kinda like.. General assumptions?
But forreal stop demonizing her because you want a “bad guy” to blame. I’ll dip into this a little as well, but the Mo.icy trope that ppl take as canon that they instantly hated eachother? Don’t agree with. Even if I took out my personal hcs for each character, I still believe that perhaps there’s something more behind it all. Yes Mercy states Moira’s ways are “unethical” but we don’t even KNOW what she did that was considered unethical. Was it the experimenting on herself? Maybe. But even then, what was she supposed to test on? Lower class folk?
I joke that Mercy and Moira were probably frustrated with one another at times, and poke legit fun at it. Cause they are just wildly different. Now I’m not saying Moira is a saint or w/e, no one really is in Overwatch. But people really need to look DEEP into characters and stop believing everything the fandom itself believes. Not to mention the trope w/ Moi.cy is usually depicted as a “functional and normal” relationship when it’s deadass destructive and unhealthy in that light. It sets a bad example, especially to the younger fans.
And honestly you can disagree with me, that’s valid. this is NOT ship hate or dissing other people’s portrayals of moira or mercy. Do what you want! But i honestly think like, supporting shitting on Moira without even considering her lore and her own motives. and honestly blizzard just might follow that trope, and I personally see it as bad writing. Like there’s SO MUCH MORE one can do. And the Moi.cy dynamic trope honestly explains itself. Just don’t idolize/romanticize toxic ass ships. If you’re writing it and acknowledge that it’s unhealthy, go off tho. not every ship is gonna be sweet n soft.
One last thing, the hate is so ingrained in the fandom over Moira that i’ve deadass seen ppl go to moira’s just to verbally harass her. with a character that wouldnt even KNOW she existed. so ppl gotta keep ooc n ic seperate and stop following a dumbass trend imo
anyway im ali and thanks for coming to my ted talk!
(Your choice of verse) One long slow burp followed by a giggle as Sombra very, very carefully stood up. How much alcohol had been imbibed? A lot. A mostly empty bottle was raised up towards the sky as though about to make a grand proclamation, and she paused for dramatic effect before yelling out as loudly as she could. "EAT THE RICH! THE MANGY CORRUPT BASTARDOS!" A swig of her alcohol, and then a look to Emily that was a bright grin. It was a sentiment that Sombra always held as it so happened.
Emily’s nose wrinkled, shooting the bartender a look that spoke clearly of her exasperation. It would be irritation, but she had huffed that out on her way here once she had gotten the phone call. You take Sombra to your favourite bar half a dozen times and all of a sudden everyone there associates the two of you.
Granted, that wasn’t entirely false.
“Thanks Kemal.” She said. The bartender grinned, leaning against the counter.
“My pleasure. I love her kind of rants. EAT THE RICH.”
At Kemal’s encouraging shout, half the bar (About four people) joined in, and Sombra started her proclamation again. Emily scrubbed a hand over her face, but couldn’t hide the smile and laugh she let out.
“Yes yes, Eat the rich. But first we need to hydrate the drunks.” She plucked the mostly empty bottle from the hacker’s hands, looking at it. It’d be a shame to waste it.
