The Doctor Is In

A Support Multi

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An Overwatch Support Multi-Muse RP

Primarily feat. Moira O'Deorain and Lifeweaver

Secondary muses: Zenyatta, Mercy

Canon Divergent // Multi Para // Crossover Friendly

Written by Rose. 28.

[about] [rules] [about the mun]

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[sorry I'm never here, I've honestly just been rping ocs on discord nonstop 💀]

[saewokhrisz]

bro help the sexy demon is sending me mixed signals….

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ABOUT THE MUN

-Rose

-28

-Nonbinary, they/them

-Queer

-In love with @foppishmuses

-ADHD queen

-Open to smut/shipping but not here exclusively for it

-Full time retail supervisor, part time homemaker, part-part time drag performer

-Studying Zen Buddhism, Daoism, and Mandarin Chinese language

-I know when people say they're chill and laid back they usually aren't but I swear to god if I'm going to partake in internet drama it's going to be fighting with straight men on reddit. If I'm following you, I consider us friends. I don't bite.

-Mutuals are welcome to add me on discord or battle net

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[I haven't been here for a myriad of irl reasons, but partially because I got a dog

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@apoapsis liked for a starter

The men sit across from each other, cross legged, floating. He knows where the other man's allegiances lie. Talon; the organization responsible for Mondatta's assassination, for numerous terror attacks, for untold amounts of pain and suffering across the globe. He barely takes it into consideration. The man before him is not a monster. No man is.

"How are you feeling today, my friend?"

[apoapsis]

                Despite harboring a natural mistrust of Omnics as a result of the memories of war being relatively fresh in SIGMA’S fractured memories, he had found a great deal of curiosity in the way the Omnic seemed to defy gravity so… freely. How no repulsors were to be detected, and yet finding his mechanical body to be aloft just as freely as SIGMA’S was– it was utterly baffling, to find something inorganic to be so similarly gifted by the UNIVERSE as he found himself! That had been the very foundation of this otherwise unlikely acquaintanceship; forcibly interjecting himself into Zenyatta’s affairs exclusively out of curiosity upon witnessing his ability to float and [ POLITELY ] demanding to know more. Whether or not the Omnic recognized him was of negligible concern to him– as far as SIGMA was aware, he is effectively dead to the world, and with minimal access to outside media, the astrophysicist is completely oblivious to his newfound status as a globally recognized terrorist. The additional lack of any implicit remarks on Zenyatta’s behalf only served to further cement his lack of awareness.

Of course, SIGMA hadn’t expected Zenyatta to take him up on his offer to meet up again– there were plenty of others who professed an interest in secondary meet-ups, yet failed to make good on these promises. Upon recognizing his new acquaintance, the old scientist's face contorts into a hesitant grin as he joins the monk where he’d been quietly meditating, settling on a fixed axis as he mirrors Zen’s posture. There’s a small degree of joy to be found in the way the other’s unusual influence seems to almost harmonize with his own gravitational field– how the unseen band-like waves intersect and overlap so neatly. 

                  “...Why, hello there!” SIGMA quips with a note of pleased surprise, silently clapping gloved hands together in delight. “-- Wonderful! Just wonderful! I was not expecting you to come!” 

“I have never had the pleasure of meeting someone similarly gifted! An Omnic, no less! I, ah… I did have a couple of things I would very much appreciate the opportunity to inquire about– i-if you do not mind sharing your insight with me…? This is quite the rare opportunity for me, you see…!”

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It's quite pleasing to hear that Sigma has already come to the conclusion that perhaps, despite what extremists on both sides may think, humans and omnics aren't so different, after all. An open mind is the most valuable thing a person can have.

The monk has always been of the belief that the difference between men of faith and men of science, in particular, is negligible; though, oftentimes, scientists seem to adamantly disagree with the observation. They both simply seek answers, and a better understanding of the world around them. Under ideal circumstances, these answers can be used to make the world a better place.

"Of course. I try not to make promises that I'm unable to keep." He recognizes, though, that this stance isn't universal. But, there's nothing to be gained from bad mouthing others.

"I may not have all of the answers that you seek. But, I am open to your inquiries. Ask away."

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@apoapsis liked for a starter

The men sit across from each other, cross legged, floating. He knows where the other man's allegiances lie. Talon; the organization responsible for Mondatta's assassination, for numerous terror attacks, for untold amounts of pain and suffering across the globe. He barely takes it into consideration. The man before him is not a monster. No man is.

"How are you feeling today, my friend?"

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[add me on discord if we've like ever spoken at all, let's be friends

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[hit like for a starter from Zenyatta]

[hometoursandotherstuff]

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[vastiitas]

that looks like it hurts. -Moira

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Shoulders hitching up, head ducking down; Cole pushes out an exhale mild and slow. It sends the mottled skin on his face into a ripple; a stinging wave of yellow-edged blues morphing into over-swollen purples.

"I've had worse." Mullishly said, but honest - not exactly a dismissal. Wary eyes flit past that purplish thread of vein crawling down her arm to her heterochromics. He smiles, grim-humored. Iron flavors his mouth.

"You designated on medic duty or y'here t'see the shit show?"

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"Oh, believe me, I wouldn't be partaking in this shit show voluntarily." It's clear from her tone that she believes medic duty is beneath her. Any scientific discovery that was to be made from patching up black eyes and scraped knees was made centuries previous. She wasn't in this business to help individuals; she was in it to help humanity.

Nonetheless, she's never been one to half-ass her job. Fingertips find his chin and tilt his head at a different angle so she can see his injury in better light. "What have you done to yourself this time?"

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Open Starter;; Zenyatta;

“If you do not change direction, you may end up where you're heading.” The omnic mused, eyeing his companion.

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The monk’s carefully chosen words in response to her rudeness took Widowmaker by surprise, enough that she let out a small chuckle. “You’re not wrong. I am so much worse than a fool.”

He knew that. She knew that. Both of them knew exactly what she did, so why not bring it out into the open? “Often, I drink a glass of wine and reminisce upon how your brother Mondatta died. It was some of my most memorable work.”

Though he knows she's going out of her way to try to get under his metaphorical skin, it has quite the opposite effect. He feels nothing but pity for the woman before him. Clearly, being hated is very important to her self image; a coping mechanism of some sort.

"It must be quite dispiriting to live a life so focused on the past. I hope that one day you will find the peace within you to be present in the now. My door is always open to you, should you want company with your wine."

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Open Starter;; Zenyatta;

“If you do not change direction, you may end up where you're heading.” The omnic mused, eyeing his companion.

[foppishmuses]

Widowmaker eyed him back. "Does it embarrass you to say such ridiculous things in the name of seeming wise? No one asked, monk."

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"What reason do I have to be embarrassed? There are worse things one can be than a fool."

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Open Starter;; Zenyatta;

“If you do not change direction, you may end up where you're heading.” The omnic mused, eyeing his companion.

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“we’re trapped! what do we do now?” //to Lifeweaver :)

"Oh, I… thought you would have a plan." He usually had a plan, didn't he? Niran knew that Jamison was highly intelligent, despite his hyperactivity. He wasn't one to underestimate. "Though, I would prefer it if we kept the explosives as a back up plan."

[timetakeover]

[public displays of thoschei with @timetreatment ]

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[hi I'm back from con!]