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LENA OXTON / WRITTEN BY LIA.

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why the frick do i have 500+ followers here ??

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D.VA. ⟫

                              ❛    OF  course !  ––—  lena oxton ,  right ?  i’ve heard so much about you !    ❜                 &  quite the story ,  no less ,  weaving tragedy into a new HOPE .  lip line curls at the gaming offer ,  smirk blossoms to embody laughter .  cause of stifled chuckles are not of unkind intents ,  it’s only the concept of playing against someone without competition   (  meaning one being no hard feelings or reward ,  meaning two being the vast difference in skill .  )                               ❛    as long as you don’t get mad when i beat you .  maybe i’ll even give you a few tips if you’re up for it .    ❜

         ❝Yup, that’s me. Never thought of myself as famous!❞ a chuckle&a wink. ❝Look out, love. I might catch up to 'ya someday!❞

     It was an honor to hear her words. To be known by a CELEBRITY even before meeting—- It was as though they were meant to be friends. Two young, energetic heroines: they'd make a FORMIDABLE duo. There was a bright grin on her lips after hearing her BELIEF in her own abilities as a gamer. ( Reminded her of her piloting days. )

         ❝You're pretty confident, love! I like your spirit.❞ she giggles. ❝But if we do play together, we better race too, yeah? I'd love to see how fast your mech is!❞

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❝ 100+ f.r.i.e.n.d.s starter sentences

“well, no problem, we’ll just use it to stop the bleeding.”

“this is huge! this is bigger than huge this is - what’s bigger than huge?”

“oh i’m so sorry, i just gave away the ending didn’t i?”

“i mean - how, how did this happen?”

“i mean isn’t that just kick you in the crotch, spit on your neck fantastic?”

“so what the hell happened to you?”

“there was always this little voice inside my head that kept saying its never going to happen.”

“i never would’ve gone for it with her if it hadn’t been for you.”

“how is that a silver lining?”

“you want to know what i’m thinking?”

“i was trying to spare your feelings.”

“okay, you have to stop the q-tip when there’s resistance!”

“okay, sweetheart, i’ll see you later.”

“you think you could close your eyes for just a sec?”

“i sort of did a stupid thing last night.”

“okay, ______, why don’t you just go get dressed and be on your way.”

“you’re not pathetic, you’re just sad.”

“this is about your horrible mistake.”

“okay, you’re going to have to not touch my ass.”

“you’re sure he’s going to be able to crack that code?”

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SYMMETRA. ⟫

           ❝  ——— thank you. ❞   her tone is as smooth as silk, as gentle as the summer’s breeze &. as delicate as a rich petal. to witness a creation so PERFECT in its form, function &. position strive is enough to settle a companionship.  ❝  many lack consideration. the teleporter carries a significant function &. assures a breeze of a victory. others do little to protect it… but y o u are SENSIBLE. ❞      

         ❝Think nothing of it, love.❞

     A signature salute, as her lips part with a few chuckles. A simple 'thank you' was enough to flatter her and MOTIVATE her to do even greater. ( She should really be the thanking her for even setting the teleporter up in the first place! )

         ❝I admire your abilities, really! The teleporter's plenty useful, so it's no wonder why they'd try and destroy it.❞ a spin of her guns to reload. ❝Thankfully, I was close by—- so I was able to take 'em out before any harm could reach it.❞

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cazadoric replied to your post:

[emo voice] i never had a family anyway

aw, love. i’m officially adopting ya as my big brother!

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MERCY. ⟫

               ARMS FOLD IN a nonchalant manner across her chest when her attention is grabbed. she offers a grin at the sight of a sick lena. a tiny laugh escapes her – not out of comedy, but endearment. it is the common cold for a reason. ❝   it’s just a cold, lena. there’s no prescription for it aside from rest & maybe some cold medicine, non-prescription. otherwise, it will pass on its own.   ❞

         ❝You sure? What if I have a virus or somethin', Doc! What if I've started some sorta new plagu— A-A—❞ she covers her nose with her handkerchief, ❝—ACHOO!❞

     She finds herself blinking backwards due to the sneeze's knockback. The heroine felt her eyes getting heavy as she walked back towards the doctor. She wipes her nose again, but she feels her THROAT getting drier by the minute.

         ❝U-Um, you got a glass of water, love?❞

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aw jesse i’m sorry you had to find out that you were adopted

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the fourth installment. oh man. so many things to do, so many great people to do it for. hey ya’ll it’s me again, wrex/spaceape here to say thanks for another milestone. this has been exceptional, you know, being here, doing the whole winston thing, talking to ya’ll. anyways, there were three of these so the fourth is like literally the same— one trick pony bby. 

                         here you will find Cool People ™ that i know, don’t know, wanna know, would have known, would love to know, and knows that i’m better at a distance. amazing, all of yall, truly. also shout out to @mlgiva whose playlist is still perfect, putting good things out in the universe for you pal, love it, listens to it when i do drafts and starter calls tbh. stay cool. ( count that as your mention because tagging you twice would be redundant /me finger guns )

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oh my god how old was lena when fareeha was that tiny. what age did lena join overwatch even.

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alright, loves! like this post if we’re mutuals&you want a little starter!

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cue mccree waddling in with yellow leggings on and goggles over his eyes. " cheers love, th' cavalry's here! "

         ❝Real original, love.❞

     She crosses her arms, giving up the unimpressed facade. LAUGHTER from the heroine filled the thankfully empty room, she observes him from head to toe. ( At least he got the color of her leggings right. ) The rendition of her ever-famous CATCHPHRASE almost had her in tears. Jesse never failed to brighten up her day.

         ❝Where on Earth did you even buy those? Yellow's a hard color to come by!❞

     He looked ridiculous. ( Moreso than she did, trying to impersonate HIM. ) Though, he seemed to have taken more passion into his act than hers— even troubling himself to wear what looks to be tight. ( Hopefully he wasn't suffering wearing that. ) She only bought a mere hat and a fake moustache. She shakes her head, still giggling as she places a hand on his shoulder.

         ❝Okay, okay. You win this round. You should definitely show Winston and Angela!❞ she pauses, taking a brief time to take a breath. ❝I must say though, those goggles bring out the color of your eyes, yeah? Consider doin' some matchies with me, Jesse! A sort of proof of friendship, maybe?❞

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@mlgiva

         ❝So you're the Hana Song?❞

     Talk of a popular young gamer becoming a heroine even reached the adventurer's ears. ( How BRAVE! ) The older admired how she was able to apply her TALENTS into real battlefields. It always amazed her how the YOUTH were their ownn beacons of hope in their own ways. ( No doubt why she was so popular. )

         ❝It's an honor to meet you, love! I'd love to play a game with you sometime. Of course, I may not be as good as you are, but I'll do my best, yeah?❞

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REAPER. 》

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even super villains have off-days.  in fact, super villains don’t think of themselves as super villains whatsoever.  reaper is a man with ambition, a man with dreams just as any other person, but he digresses.  philosophy is for another failed day.  

he likes history as much as he hates his.  new city, new museum.  maskless, he wanders with black hood up to disguise his scarred countenance while touring sculpture to sculpture only to find himself face to face with the most obnoxious and hatefully familiar orange.

“you.”

         ❝You...❞

     She never expected this. For the two of them to cross paths at a place like this— she was in DISBELIEF: unable to comprehend why he'd come to this place.

     There was always a THIRST for adventure in the girl's heart. ( The desire to gain knowledge and travel where few DARE to tread. ) Hearing about this new museum put fuels to her FLAME, her heart taking this as an opportunity to englighten herself with the PAST. Though, was he going to ruin it for her?

         ❝Look, love. I came 'ere to learn a few things. I don't quite want to thrash around in this museum, but if you want to take things outside: could you at least let me finish my look around? Been months since my last museum, yeah?❞

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MCCREE. 》

      “ well i’ll be— ”  a normally neutral and stoic face had lit up with a blossoming smile, which a finger had tilted his hat just ever-so slightly backwards to get a better view. he chuckled, a hand hooking into his belt and all of his weight on one boot; seems at the moment he had ignored the catered cigar that was extremely familiar to his lips, never so foreign. had she gone younger since the last time they saw each other? seems so, or maybe he’s just getting older and his memory fading. 

               “ — lena, you seem ta’ be in apple pie order. heh, though ain’t i always? ”

         ❝Of course you are!❞ she chuckles. ❝Still the same Jesse I know n' love, aren't 'ya?❞

     She was a walking ray of sushine, as if she was able to bring smiles to anyone she'd pass. ( With the world as it is, they needed HEROES like them. ) Seeing the grin on the man's lips, her own grew even more radiant. To see him SMILE, it felt nostalgic— as though the old days never went by. ( As though their FAMILY never fell apart. ) It was then the heroine felt her stomach rumbling, as though it was crying for a meal. Embarrassed, she rubs the back of her neck before speaking up..

         ❝Say, you know anywhere where we could grab a bite, love? I'm pretty starvin' from my trip, yeah? I haven't eaten American food in forever!❞