#worstaid

[redheav]

" Herr Misha - I bestow upon you the title... Sandvich slut. Now go forth and kill! Raus! Raus! "

“…”

“Wh–What did Heavy do?”

[fraulinekritzkrieg]

can i get shit-ass lud in rotten because hE’S ROTTEN TO THE CORE

Look at this fucking asshole!

[bushmannsrules]

(ooc; pretty sure this is a canon conversation they’ve had)

[lil-miss-romano]

worstaid said:" You don’t remember me? "

It all started when she woke up in a strange room. Medical equipment lined the walls and the soft noise of doves cooing filled her ears.

That’s when the man approached her. At first, she scurried away from him, startled by his off putting smile. But then the smile turned into concern for her.

And then he asked if she remembered him.

She shakes her head slowly, looking up at the stranger with a frown. 

“No...I...I don’t...I don’t remember anything...n-not even my name...” Hand moves up to her temples to rub them, wincing gently.

“Everything is blurry...I apologize.” 

[kritzhaus]

"Herr Doctor I must admit your antics and your practices are starting to concern me... I mean - come ON now - how could you not ADORE the shake and bake method?! You had a wonderful excuse to do it when you found that single cyst!... Sure it wasn't a TUMOR, but still."

“How was I supposed to know that you don’t actually shake the patient during that method? It’s like I always say, medical school is a waste of time! It’s a good thing I didn’t start baking as well!”

“And my antics and practices? What about yours!? Endoscopy is an effortless way to view the inside of the stomach and intestines before deciding if they’re perfect for your latest experiment! But noo, you just have to go and cut them open yourself!”

[tnthclass]

@worstaid​.

She taps on the door with her knuckle. “I’m suppose to be here for my physical?” Miss Pauling had mentioned it as a necessary requirement to ensure that she’s in full health before her first fight with the team.

[fraulinekritzkrieg]

✂️ Heavy IJSFDIHJ no I'm kidding ✂️ Ya boi... Dr. Ludwig...

((Yaaaaasss, werk it henny!))

[redheav]

Plotted with @ofheal​

Blood roared in his ears as Misha’s new heart pumped rapidly in his chest. Someone was laughing ferociously over the sound of his gun. It took the Russian a moment to realise it was him. He didn’t flinch as a rocket sped towards him, and he didn’t falter when it struck his chest and exploded in his face. 

His muscles were strong. Stronger than they’d ever been. His heart too. 

And with a pop--it ended.

As the ubercharge faded, Misha knew what was coming. Every time his heart sped like this, he only had a few moments of fight or flight before he felt the symptoms. Tight chest, shortness of breath, an ache in his jaw. 

‘His heart is just too small for his body’, the doctors had told his mother, ‘there’s nothing to be done’.

But it never came. 

Misha was left with a hand on his chest staring out into what used to be BLU territory, and what was now empty. He could hear the cheers of his teammates as they rushed forward to seize the land.

He could hear Medic behind him.

The Russian spun around to face the doctor, trying not to lose balance atop the pile of bodies they had collectively accumulated and gripping Sasha tightly in one hand.

“Doktor... that was--” English wouldn’t do it justice. He felt like he’d been half asleep his whole life and only now awoken. All he could do was grin and laugh and try with all his might not to grab the doctor off the ground and shake him with joy.

“Боже мой, that was--Хорошо!"