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the widow maker

#❤ EVENING SPIDER; NIGHTMARE.#(i'm cryi ng)

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The cocoons spread throughout the city grew a steadily increasing heartbeat throughout the duration of the day. Quiet at first, but near the end the sound was so loud that it sent vibrations throughout the entire city. Cracks began to form down the sides of the structures, and before long what was contained within had been set loose on the city.

Spiraling black strings of matter burst, overflowing before taking on the form of a physical manifestation. Reptilian scales embedded within the beast’s skin, limbs latching onto one another as foreign beings towered above the majority of the city. The gatekeepers, slightly transparent in color yet tainted by nature. Reapers foregoing lore, they weren’t in possession of scythes nor were their bones present. It didn’t matter as their tasks were all the same - to strip breath from lungs, motion from limbs, sight from eyes, noise from tongue. Sounds emanate from their bodies, voices dissimilar to those who roam the city. Upon further inspection, these creatures compound were made of the felled and forgotten.

Taking several steps forward, long limbs drag across concrete shattering infrastructures at will, leaving scraped imprints along the ground. It didn’t take long for most to surmise that this would be among one of the most difficult bouts the city has ever seen.

Over 300 feet is size each, they would certainly be the biggest.

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Cocoon [Widowmaker]

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tensecondtrigger:

what fresh hell was this?

all the npcs had disappeared at once leaving nothing but a bunch of huge black cocoons in the middle of the districts, and what was more, anyone who tried to break it seemed to be receiving the damage from their own attack. as such, takeru had decided that attacking the thing was not a good idea, and had instead taken to investigating it.

it didn’t seem to have any weaknesses, was rather hard, and of course black. but the strange thing was that after a few minutes it seemed slightly larger than when he’d first started.

he needed to make sure he wasn’t seeing things first of all, so turning to the nearest passerby, a woman with blue skin and some kind of visor on her forehead

“hey, does this thing look like it’s getting bigger to you?”

Relieved to have been given back her abilities, Widowmaker wasted no time in investigating the strange cocoon-like thing that had appeared. Its darkness was impenetrable, even with her visor activated -- either nothing was contained within, which seemed unlikely, or those scientists had orchestrated the ordeal so that even her heat-detecting technology was lost on it. This seemed like the more likely answer, as everything citizens were throwing at the thing had no effect and only bounced off of the hardened surface.

Willing to cooperate with a stranger for now, she considered his question for a moment. Indeed, it seemed to have grown in size over the past few minutes. How intriguing. Despite her preference to go at it alone, this was an excuse to observe the foolish actions of those around her, at least. It was silly at best, but she found herself curious as well. Deactivating her visor, she answered him.

“It seems like it has. Tch. We can’t do anything for now, but there’s surely more in store.” She planned to keep her distance for now. She was more effective at long range, and if the size of the cocoon was any indication of what was inside, the citizens who were very near to it were fools wishing for death, something she wanted no part of. “Do you have a plan?”

#tensecondtrigger #❤ IN CHARACTER.#❤ HIVE CITY.#❤ TAKERU 01.#ca event #event: counterinsurgency pt. ii #(i hope this works sweats)

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extinction

1. the state or process of a species, family, or larger group being or becoming extinct.

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vindictive

adjective

having or showing a strong or unreasoning desire for revenge.

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strayxiii:

Eyes had been watching around for anything that could be considered strange or off. Coming back to the city had been a bit of a chore with some of the faces he had run into. Some old friends and some new, but things were turning into trouble a bit too quick. These NPC things were bothersome, and he could only be thankful he was pretty much a new face. Didn’t mean he’d end up being a target. His eyes did catch someone of interest. A woman’s who had skin far from normal. It appeared that she was too cold to be outside or a walking corpse. That’s what his eyes would see, but he would be able to see deeper into that. Just what kind of training did she go through?

Walking over to the woman, Train may as well do some work. If she was new, she wouldn’t have much. How quick this city would be to judge, people may thing she has some crazy power or something. Now that he thought about it, this could be far more dangerous than he would like.

“Soooo ~ You new here? Quite a city, huh?”

It was strange, she thought, just how many strangers decided to invite themselves to speak to her. She was sure she was no inviting presence, and yet many of the others decided to approach her anyway, much to her dismay. It was an annoyance. She wished to do what she needed, gain the information she wanted, and survive by herself, without being bothered by those who thought they might matter to her. It seemed even that was too much to ask for.

And it wasn’t as though she didn’t notice them before they did approach – it was that moving away to continue her business elsewhere was more effort than she was willing to exert. A few words passed, and hopefully she’d be left alone. Some people were too persistent, unfortunately, enough that her off-putting nature and appearance only interested them more.

“You could say so,” she said simply, arms crossed under her chest in disinterest. Aside from the city and its violent and ridiculous citizens, she found it more remarkable that she’d been transported to the unfamiliar place in itself. She finally met the stranger’s eyes, narrowing her own as she waited for him to speak again. “Ah. Do you need something?”

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His eyes scan the woman from head to toe, and yet he always leads back to the face. She carried the hardened gaze of an assassin - of which he knew several; after all, the Holy Grail War was an interesting beast - and yet, he cannot truly say she has a heart of steel. As a leader of men, Rider knows well the struggles of man, and this woman seems to mix ruthless efficiency with something far more… grounded. As to what, he is uncertain, but he is nothing if not a patient man.

He would learn this person’s troubles, and guide her in the need arose. Such was the duty of the king, after all; without his subjects, a king is merely a man with a crown and a delusion. Of course, he couldn’t simply approach her and ask her to vent her problems to her; he required some sort of ice breaker first. Tapping on the device in his hand, he gestures to the woman; he supposed he could kill two birds with one stone.

“Ah, miss! Tell me, what is this ‘credit card’ that this device is attempting to force me to input the info for? I wish to make a purchase on my phone for a personal interest of mine, but it will not let me without this information.”

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One wouldn’t suspect that Widowmaker was surprised by the man’s utter size, as like other feelings, it was not at all evident on her face. She’d become accustomed to masking her reactions, like other parts of being an assassin that she considered absolutely critical. Perhaps it wasn’t necessary here, but habits weren’t so easily discarded, even in such unfamiliar territory.

It was not difficult to figure out that this city was full to the brim with people from every possible place, some vastly different than her own world. But this man was unfamiliar with even this outdated technology? Cash still existed in her world, but they had moved on from credit cards to credit chips. Despite the fact that such transactions of her world had surpassed this level long ago, she was able to recall and figure it out quite easily.

“This city gives you a cellular device but no modern methods of payment,” she scoffed, her words more of an annoyed statement than a question. Her arms crossed below her chest and one eyebrow quirked hardly enough for someone else to detect it. Mostly uninterested in helping him, she offered an answer she hoped would send him away to solve his problem himself. “If you have cash you can buy a pre-paid card and use that, most likely.”

#baranqueror #❤ IN CHARACTER.#❤ HIVE CITY.#❤ ISKANDAR 01.#(literally i played a match in route 66 2 minutes ago and saw signs about credit chips and got inspired 2 reply)

fordolaremlupis

It was her.

Out of all the old Overwatch files Winston had let her review –to play catch-up with all the events she missed in cryostasis– the one concerning Amelie Lacroix was the most tragic of all. There was no evidence that it was really who the woman used to be, but somehow they all knew it couldn’t be anyone else.

But Mei had hope; there was still a good person in this Talon agent, she was sure of it. And she hoped one day to see it.

But for now, she dearly hoped the woman hadn’t seen her as she passed by. Widowmaker was still a very dangerous person, and without a working endothermic blaster she wasn’t very good in a fight.

widowskill

She’d been taught to analyze body language, of course – much of her job was predicting an enemy’s position just a split second in the future, and for such a skill to develop, one required honed awareness and understanding of how people moved and when. So it was with little effort that the assassin caught sight of Mei-Ling Zhou, someone she’d been well acquainted with mentally if not formally introduced throughout her training and involvement with Talon. They had tabs on all members of Overwatch, and one had to know their enemy to face them if the time ever came.

“Going somewhere, chérie?” she spoke with a tone of disinterest, although she was much more intrigued than usual. This whole city provided a variety of shows for Widowmaker, and whether involving herself in the violence or watching from the rooftops, spectating was engaging in some way. If Mei-Ling Zhou wasn’t captivating enough of a fly, she’d move on and involve herself elsewhere. Widowmaker took a few steps towards her, intending her height to increase any factor of intimidation she held over the other.

“You seem to be in quite the hurry.”

#meiliingzhou #❤ IN CHARACTER.#❤ HIVE CITY.#❤ MEI 01.