#thegoldendayslonggone

[xclearingtheareax-blog]

they’re teaching me how to kill

(who’s teaching me to love? now, baby, isn’t it crazy?)

@the-golden-days-long-gone​ asked for a starter

As complicated, as risky as the Reaper’s ultimate plan was, let it never be said that Gabriel Reyes didn’t leave room for improvisation. He’d left plenty, which had been an excellent foresight on many occasions, especially this one.

Jack Morrison, now known as Soldier: 76, alone and wounded. It wouldn’t do to kill him - that would be boring. No, he had to live, at least until everything else played its course. The best part of his revenge would be knowing exactly what his goals would do to Jack. But some psychological torment in the meantime? Sign him right the fuck up.

He came in through a broken window, a cloud of derisive smoke, laughing menacingly as he poured in. “Look what the cat dragged in.”

[txelonedragon]

@the-golden-days-long-gone

He moved quietly through the streets, heading towards the docks where the shipment was supposed to arrive. This group was well known to him. Idiots had tried to establish themselves in Japan while he had still been with the clan, but they had quickly been forced to retreat out of there.

He got up onto a rooftop, and that was when he noticed another shadow heading in the same direction. Curious. It looked like the man was armed. Someone else who was there to create a bit of chaos? He was curious enough to carefully follow the man.

[mykcnos]

@the-golden-days-long-gone liked for a starter.

There’s another heavy, ringing punch as your fist collides with the dummy’s head again. It’s unsteady, given your drunken state of being, but you aren’t going to let some form of intoxication get you down on your training. 

You HAVE to get stronger. 

You don’t hear the door open as Jack enters, but that’s because you’re sending another punch into the dummy, and, as always-- without fail-- send the mannequin’s head completely off.

“Son of a BITCH.“ You snap hoarsely, teetering gait bringing you over to the head to inspect the damage. At this rate, Winston’s probably going to dump you off in jail..... Or send you somewhere else. Maybe he’ll abandon you out in the woods. Do gorillas do that? Hm!

“-- ugh, fuck me. I don’t wanna do this no more.“

[edgelorddaddy]

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          An endless battle waged between both him and Soldier 76, one of which both sides fought with all of their might yet neither managed to deliver the finishing blow. Which was a problem. On both ends. Reaper’s loyalty laid with Talon, yet it faltered when facing the Soldier whom he had worked with for so many years. 

        Yet again the two stood face-to-face weapons held up and aimed at the enemy. Reaper wouldn’t lower the gun even slightly, the barrels pointing towards Jack’s head. Too stubborn to even debate dropping them. This was his mission, the destroy Overwatch and every member within it. To take down the organisation once and for all. 

         ❝Shoot. I dare you.❞ The man in black dared, standing his ground without hesitation. In this world it was kill or be killed. Quite literally. 

[embrace-tranquility]

Closed starter for @the-golden-days-long-gone (Tumblr won’t let me tag you)

“You need to stop pushing yourself, mister Morrison.”

The omnic’s usual so composed voice had a slight sound of worry to it, as he helped the other man sit down in a chair at the medbay. The last mission he had pushed himself greatly, forgoing safety to save someone else, and even then he was still standing and pushing the payload.

But Zenyatta could see, feel how much it took its toll on the man.

Having him seated down, he asked him to take off his coat, so he could take a closer look at the shot wounds he had sustained.  “Even with us support, we cannot always save you.”

[txelonedragon]

@the-golden-days-long-gone

“You should not be here, human,” the demon growled and turned to look over at the unfortunate man who had stumbled upon this scene. Several dead bodies were on the floor, but none of them looked to have been physically hurt. It honestly looked more like something had scared them to death.