HEROES NEVER DIE.

dependant angela ziegler / mercy. blog under co. apartment 7N.

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DRSNXW.

     ❝I’m so sorry. You were sayiing something? I wasn’t really listening❞

“ must you be so rude? if you weren’t interest in me talking about my studies, then please, say so. ”

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I’ve got boots and she’s got wings I’m hell on wheels and she’s heavenly I’d die for her and she lives for me Cowboys and angels 

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ANOTHCRXLIAR.

The brunette reached up to wipe some sweat of her forehead before groaning for the tenth time that day. Emily wasn’t really used to this constant heat in her new apartment and tried to fix the air conditioner without any luck so far, hitting it once in frustration. What did she do to deserve this?

❝- I swear I can’t stand another day without the air conditioner. Do you know how to fix this thing?❞

“ i’m afraid that isn’t my area of expertise. ” all angela could do was wander, as her own apartment had been TRASHED beyond recognition. everything was a mess, and it seems as though others were having a difficult time. she pursed her lips, already feeling uncomfortable in the heat. “ but i’ve passed others and it seems as thought we’re all suffering in some way. my apartment is a mess, it’s awful. ”

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“wow. well, that doesn't leave much to the imagination, now does it."

MEME / ACCEPTING

“ it’s hideous, i know. ” the garb wasn’t the worst item of clothing she had seen -- amelie’s choice of armor never ceased to amaze and worry angela, but her armor of choice is far less pleasing. the fabric is rough against her fingers and she’s already dreading the day that she has to wear. the things she does for her patients. “ but one of my patients had a very specific super hero she wanted me to dress up as for halloween -- and i couldn’t disappoint, she’s twelve. ”

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“I can’t wait for the world to end!” ( annie // liitleannie )

MEME / ACCEPTING / @liittleannie

angel knows it’s a joke. poorly thought out, yes, but she’s already given up on these people knowing the state of war that awaits her. she keeps her tone light, forcing a smile because it’s a joke and nobody seems to be all that bothered by the possibility of war. “ because nothing says excitement like the world being in a state of dismay and war! ah, yes, i do look forward to all of the death. ”

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Black White Gold

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"I’m calling it right here. This world can officially bite my ass.” [ Gwendolyn | thcruby. ]

MEME / ACCEPTING / @thcruby

“ there is good in this world. ” she’s been told that she’s too hopeful and has placed too many of her good thoughts in humanity -- especially in regards to her own foolish hopes for peace between the kinds that dominate her earth. there’s a sigh as she bites on her lower lip, already regretting her sudden dive into repressed thoughts. “ you just have to be persistent and look past the years of war and bloodshed. there are good people who will make the world bite your ass slightly less. ”

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THCRUBY.

new york, the big apple. ( this couldn’t be happening. ) gwendolyn was a t i m e traveler, she didn’t jump from one place to another – it was IMPOSSIBLE. spinning on her heel around, she took everything in, completely overwhelmed. part of her always wanted to get out of england even if it was just once but without the  chronograph she was screwed. no matter how much she mistrusted them – the lodge had to find her or she might as well get herself k i l l e d – again. turning to the next person, she cleared her throat firmly. “um, excuse me? can you direct me to the next mall? i – i really need to get changed.” she explained, directing at her festive grown for a ball of the 1760s.

truthfully, angela stuck out like a sore thumb. her valkyrie suit wasn’t odd by any means, nor was it unappealing, it just didn’t fit into the time she had been forced into. the same seemed to have happened to the girl before her. it was extravagant, something you only saw in depictions of the past or a museum. she was INTRIGUED, but her inclination to help overwhelmed that, so she’s quick to move, small smile on her lips as she tried not to focus on the immaculate detail placed into the dress. “ i believe there is one a few blocks away. BUT !! pardon my curiosity, why are you dressed like that? your dialect suggests you’re not from that time. ”

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blizzard came through w/ the new emotes and announcement for a new map. i’m blessed

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Mercy + The Best Medicine

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The women of Overwatch

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HEAVENLYODANGO.

There weren’t many times that she would take a mission alone. The boys would always insist that Tsunade-sama send one of them with her, usually her upbeat sensei or his carbon copy, but she had to admit it was nice to be away from the promises of ‘eternal youth’ and caged birds. But as she walked down the side walk, the feeling of the soft leather in her boot, consealing one of the too few weapons on her person, she had to take in the look of the tall buildings around her. They looked menacing in comparison to the style of Konohakagure, her the tallest things there being the trees. If only she could use her chakra, she could leap to the top of the tallest one and see how the city looked from above. Yet, Tenten knew the risks, she couldn’t be found in this city. The report heavily stated that would result in immediate failure. Instead, she went for the highest viewing point which was usually for tourists. She leaned against the railing for a moment before her shinobi senses kicked in, guarding herself from danger. It was calm for a few moments before she sensed someone behind her. 'A civilian most likely,’ she thought to herself before turning to look. “It seems as if I was not the only one who thought today was a perfect day to see the city,” she stated out loud, happy that her accent was concealed enough and the English wasn’t too off.

curiosity guides her through the city but uncertainty keeps her from branching out. this wasn’t her time, these people seemed BLISSFULLY unaware of the omnic crisis and the mayhem that followed. overwatch wasn’t even a thought -- it was peaceful, free of war and, essentially, the goal overwatch was so valiantly fighting for. winston would adore this time. but this time might not adore him -- omnics were nowhere in sight, how on earth would these people react to a genetically engineered gorilla ?? she pushes the thought aside, more focused on her surroundings and where she was. angela comes across another girl, no older than the famous hana song, and she’s content with the comfortable silence between them. that is until she speaks up and angela follows suit, tinted lips pulling into a smile.  “ i am not used to this city so i do not have a choice, ” her grin is soft, as is her voice, and she’s thankful that it’s a seemingly friendly face. “ is this your home? or are you a fellow newcomer? ”

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Helden sterben nicht!