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❝ Hold up now, where do ya think ya are goin'? I reckon we have an unfinished business, don’t we? ❞

#mayhemics #[ set 'em up knock 'em down; ic ]

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❝ You were gone for so long I had to look for a new assistant, so there is that. ❞ Obviously Moriarty showed no signs of excitement. Somewhere deep he was indeed pleased but the demon had some problems showing emotions unless it was anger or displease. There was a vague movement toward a rather messed up part of his lab, a huge amount of silk was still sticking everywhere. ❝ You can tell that they absolutely love me... I should just get the butler to clean it all up. It’s a bliss you are back, old friend, you have no idea what was going on here and what I had to deal with. ❞

#mayhemics #[ ic ]#( Moar Junkenstein; the rescue )

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The click of the pin on pavement is audible between them. The way Francis freezes, abruptly looks down at the explosive in Jamison’s hand, might have been comical to anyone out of range. But Francis’ face loses all colour, and he appears more reasonable – more sane – than the man cackling beneath him.

A whole lot about Junkrat clicks into place in that very moment; a moment too late, as Francis grits his teeth, expression lined with panic as one hand jerks upwards to grip the younger man’s neck, squeezing threateningly.

“Don’t.” That single word out of Francis is a rare plea.

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@ridesagain replied to your post: ' gee, ange, those pants look real

“ junkrat nO ”

“He’s a good wingman, I think.”

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your clothes are black, your lips are dry. this battleground is a cemetery filled with empty tombs. you remember how it felt to begin. a whimper. a goodbye. an infinite end. the world forgets. how it felt to begin. a bang. a hello. an unholy end. a bitter joke. five lives. two BOYS turned SOLDIERS. two girls from SILK to STEEL. one of them along FOR THE RIDE. they walked into a war. none of them entirely came out alive. you loved them. You let them go.

* no personals please.