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In a time of global conflict, the elite international task force Overwatch was formed. Soldiers, scientists, adventurers, and oddities: together, they ended the Omnic Crisis and restored peace to a war-torn world. For a generation, the heroes of Overwatch protected the world, inspiring an era of exploration, innovation, and discovery.

After many years, Overwatch became troubled, and finally disbanded. Without them, world conflict and terror rose again. Governments weakened by strife ceded power to mega-corporations. Militaries were replaced by private security forces. Some omnics returned to war with humanity; others remained peaceful, but faced fear and violence.

Overwatch was gone. But the world still needed heroes.

You are a young man who's been many things: adventurer, treasure hunter, freedom fighter, and international criminal. Recently you encountered the re-formed Overwatch: a grand title for two ex-agents, Winston and Tracer, operating as outlaws out of an abandoned Watchpoint. Despite their down-and-out-status, or perhaps because of it, you were inspired to join them. You left your old life behind to become the first recruit of the new Overwatch.

Now you, Tracer are travelling the globe, defending the people of the world from harm and searching for potential agents to rebuild Overwatch. The world needs heroes. Maybe you can be one of them.

Updates: https://twitter.com/ravenkingquests

Previous Threads: http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/qstarchive.html?tags=Overwatch%20Quest

Discord: https://discord.gg/t7DHUPk
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Looking down from the Aurora over the streets of Rio de Janeiro, you can see the aftermath of the riots. Fires light the darkened favela in red and orange, the flames reaching up to the night sky. Banners, shatterred glass, broken weapons, and debris litter the main streets and labyrinthine alleys alike.

Beyond the shantytowns, the glittering enclave of the corporate skyscrapers still stand, like the towers of a tall castle, besieged but whole. The rioters stopped just short of attacking the citadels, instead barricading their positions and use their new leverage in negotiating with the corporations and city government. Some of the favela residents hold the fortifications with improvised weapons and basic firearms, while others put out the fires in their home neighborhoods and start trying to repair the damage.

The problem with fighting to defend your home is it becomes the battlefield.
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>>1202283
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>>1202283

You climb back into the passenger seats and sit alongside Lucio. He evacuated the city with you, barely one step ahead of a Vishkar commando squad targeting his life. Your EM shield stopped a sniper's bullet meant for him at the last moment. Right now he looks shell-shocked -- and who could blame him? He was captured in his infiltration of Vishkar R1 and rescued in a brazen assault by a clandestine group of vigilantes, then used his new stolen sonic technology to lead a city-wide riot against corporate control. A positive attitude is only so much mental defense against that.

"How you holding up?" you ask him.

"All right," he says. "Cooling down. Doesn't feel like any of that was real, you know? I've been in riots before, but that was something else."

"It was pretty intense," you say. "Still not sure if we made the right call stopping everyone before they stormed the towers. But we might've destroyed the city we were trying to protect. This way, fewer people get hurt, and they have a position to bargain from."

"Maybe you're right," he says. He leans back in his seat, rubs his face, groans. "All this violence bums me out, you know?"

"You instigated a city-wide riot against the corporations," you say. "What did you think was going to happen?"

"I don't know, man. I just want help people to be free to live as they choose."

"Me too, pal. I don't want the corps pushing people around. But it's tough to have peace and freedom at the same time. You have to fight to stay free."

"Whatever happens, I owe you guys, big time. I thought I could get into Vishkar's R&D and get out on my own, but I got nabbed. If it weren't for you, who knows what they would've done to me? Don't even want to imagine what kind of interrogation tech Vishkar has. So yeah. You saved my butt. Whatever I can do to help return the favor, you just let me know."

"I'd love for you to work with us, Lucio, but not because you feel like you owe us. Only if you actually want to. Because you think it's the right thing to do."

"No worries there," he says. "You guys are reforming Overwatch, right? If you guys live up to half of that name, then I can't think of a better way to make the world a better place than to help you guys out."

You think the best way Lucio could help the team is to ...

>Join the team as your second Support healer.
>Continue his plans for an album release and tour. Earn money, influence public opinion.
>Return to Rio, help to lead and organize the anti-corporate resistance.
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>>1202292
>>Join the team as your second Support healer.
Hell yea.
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>>1202292
>Continue his plans for an album release and tour. Earn money, influence public opinion.
Maybe have a little fun wallriding and booping on the side.
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>>1202292
>Continue his plans for an album release and tour. Earn money, influence public opinion.
We need resources and public opinion.
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>>1202292
>Join the team as your second Support healer.
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>>1202292
>Join the team as your second Support healer.
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>>1202292
>Continue his plans for an album release and tour. Earn money, influence public opinion.
Changed vote
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>>1202292
>Continue his plans for an album release and tour. Earn money, influence public opinion.
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>>1202292
Change vote to
>Continue his plans for an album release and tour. Earn money, influence public opinion.
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>>1202302
>>1202305
>>1202312
>>1202320
>>1202321

Who needs healing when you have cash? Writing.
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Turning on of the best supports down... I don't know, he has an immense following and could do much good for our reputation, but is also an invaluable team member.

Also: I FINALLY MADE IT!
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>>1202329
We never said we couldn't get him after tour, we just REALLY need public support and the cash flow right now.
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>>1202329
Congrats on making it anon, I believed in you.
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>>1202330
If we are not painting a giant target in his back with that, I'm fine.
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>>1202331
Pic related.
>>1202332
It isn't as though he doesn't already have one from one of the largest and most powerful mega-conglomerates in the world.
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>>1202327


"I actually think the best way you can help us is to follow through on your original plan. Before all this started. Release your album, go on a big world tour."

"Seriously? How come? You want me to sell Overwatch t-shirts at my table?"

"Something like that. How do I explain this? We're broke. Overwatch used to be government-funded, right? Now we're off the books, and we're struggling financially. No wealthy sponsors, no secret billionaire backers, nothing. Most of our operating budget right now comes from ordinary people who think they're donating to pro-Overwatch support groups and outreach programs."

"Damn, really? So you're doing all this on a shoestring budget, huh? Can't believe it. All right, man. I'll keep working on the album and the tour, and whatever extra money I make I'll send your way. I hope it helps. And hey, anytime you need an audio medic, just give me a call."

"You got it."

The two of you claps hands in a cool guy handshake. You wince at the echoes of pain from your injuries.

"Woah, are you okay?" says Lucio. "I thought my healing tech fixed up your wounds."

"They did, but -- field healing technology is less than perfect," you say. "It can patch things up, stop you from bleeding all over the place, get your bones and muscles working again. But for long-term repair, you need a doctor and rest. Healing tech also doesn't do anything to fix your shock reaction to the injury." You tap on the blast-singed holes in your armor. "Right now my body and brain still think I've got big holes shot in me from those shield drones. It's a strange feeling."

"Anything I can do to help?" he asks.

"I'll be all right, thanks," you say. "We've got a doctor back at the base. One of the best. She'll fix me up properly, get all my organs into their proper shapes again. I'll take a few days off, and I should be good as new."

(continued)
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>>1202334
>Undermemes
Anon please I get enough autism just from being here.
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>>1202338
Says the guy who pulls out a gif from NGE.

Also, just want to be sure, but this is all in light-hearted fun right? Cause I am two and a half bottles of port into this night/day.
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>>1202292
>Continue his plans for an album release and tour. Earn money, influence public opinion.

"It's clear that you have something only you can do, so it'd be irresponsible to ask that you drop everything to sign up with Overwatch, but we want you to know that you'll always have a place among us if things change."

or something like that.
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>>1202340
Still better than you, buddy.
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>>1202331
Seriously, I've been trying to get back here since we diceded on our backstory with Pharah, Raven running around 5AM here wasn't helping.

>>1202334
That's like saying it's okay to take poison because you alreay are poisoned. No need to make things even worse. Though, I understand where you are coming from.
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>>1202335

You look across the seating aisle at Hanzo, his arms crossed and eyes closed. He took a bad shot from those security forces himself. "Same for you, Hanzo. Mercy will get us sorted out."

"It is appreciated," he says.

"Angela knows what she's doing," says Genji. "I should know, after all. She will help."

"You trust that witch now, brother?" says Hanzo. "I thought you loathed her."

"That was a different time," says Genji. "A different me. And whatever faults she might have, Mercy's skill at medicine is without peer."

You say to Hanzo ...

>Thanks for your help back there.
>What do you think of Overwatch so far?
>Have you thought about officially joining the team?
>First round of sake's on me when we get back to the Watchpoint.
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>>1202354
>Thanks for your help back there.
>What do you think of Overwatch so far?
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>>1202354
>>Thanks for your help back there.
>>What do you think of Overwatch so far?
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>>1202354
>Thanks for your help back there.
>What do you think of Overwatch so far?
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>Thanks for your help back there.
>What do you think of Overwatch so far?
>Have you thought about officially joining the team?
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>>1202354 #
>Thanks for your help back there.
>What do you think of Overwatch so far?
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>>1202354
>Thanks for your help back there. First round of sake's on me when we get back to the Watchpoint.
>What do you think of Overwatch so far?
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>>1202354
"Thanks for your help back there," you say. "Even though you took a hit from those security guards, you kept fighting. Your arrows did some serious damage, you helped out a lot. That mission came right down to the wire. Not sure we would've made it without you. So yeah. Thanks."

"You are welcome," he says.

"So ... been a little while since Hanamura. You've had a chance to hang around with the new Overwatch, get the feel of the team. What do you think so far?"

"Reckless," he says. "Dangerous. A fool's errand. Practically destined to fail."

"Damn," you say. "Tell me what you really think, why don't you."

Genji says, "My brother never lies. Even when it might prove diplomatic otherwise."

"If we're so doomed," you ask Hanzo, "Why are you still hanging around us?"

"Hrmph. The path of honor has many obstacles, many challenges. It is still my path." He looks away from the group. "And besides. Someone has to keep my foolish brother out of trouble."

McCree says. "I hear that. Never could keep this son of a gun under control."

"You have no idea," says Hanzo. "In the old days, I could hardly turn my back on him without finding him chatting up some neighborhood girl."

"Tell ya the truth, he did that back in the old Overwatch too," says McCree. "You'd think that gettin' a whole new cyborg body would slow a man down, but not this fella. Makes me wonder what else Mercy equipped him with, right?"

The two men laugh. Genji looks embarassed. If his helmet could blush, it probably would be right now.

(continued)
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Raven do you live in Jolly ol' England or something?
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>>1202405
He goes on PST.
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>>1202405
Raven is a formless horror from beyond the void of space and time, so he probably lives in Cleveland.
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>>1202382
STOP BULLYING GENJI!
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>>1202382

The Aurora flies across the Atlantic. As you approach the southwestern tip of Europe, you see a red flare streaking up from the Earth, blasting upwards on a column of energy.

"Will you look at that?" you say to Tracer. You punch up some readouts on the co-pilot's screen. "Haha! That's the communications satellite! The launch is a go!"

"Fantastic," she says. "Was gettin' a little tired of havin' to piggyback all our messages, only use certain windows, all that. Now we can have proper comms again."

"Yeah, this will really help us coordinate. Talk between teams, stay updated on what everyone's up to. And we can have someone -- Athena, I guess -- act as "mission control" back in the base. Winston said something about needing three satellites for 100% coverage, but I think for this one, with a little advance notice, we can move it around in orbit to where we need it to be."

"Sounds orright to me," says Tracer. "At this rate I thought we might have to start usin' carrier pigeons. Hey, er--" She hesitates for a few moments. She pulls her goggles up to her forehead, but still looks down at the controls. "Look, I'm sorry again for poppin' off at you back there. I was comparin' you to Jack, which ain't far, but also -- well -- I guess it's tough thinkin' of you as my new recruit, my CO, and my friend all at the same time." She looks over at you, hesitant.

She doesn't say "we are friends, right?" But you get the feeling that's what she wants to ask.

>We are friends. We shouldn't lose sight of that.
>We're friends, and ... maybe something else?
>We should keep this professional.
>I'm still the new guy. This is a lot of pressure.
>If I'm going to be the boss, you'll need to respect me in the field.
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>>1202410
>>We are friends. We shouldn't lose sight of that.
>I'm still the new guy. This is a lot of pressure.
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>>1202410
>We are friends. We shouldn't lose sight of that.
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>>1202410
>>>We are friends. We shouldn't lose sight of that.
>>I'm still the new guy. This is a lot of pressure.
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>>1202410
>>We are friends. We shouldn't lose sight of that.
>I'm still the new guy. This is a lot of pressure.

Let's not get hasty here. Still haven't even encountered best waifu.
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>>1202410
>We are friends. We shouldn't lose sight of that.
>I'm still the new guy. This is a lot of pressure.
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>>1202410
>We are friends. We shouldn't lose sight of that.
>I'm still the new guy. This is a lot of pressure.
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>>1202414
Who is that in you opinion? I personally want to see Pharah.
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>>1202417
Zarya.
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>>1202410
>>We are friends. We shouldn't lose sight of that.
>I'm still the new guy. This is a lot of pressure.
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>>1202417
Zarya.
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>>1202418
>>1202423
Hi Biggie.
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>>1202424
But I'm not biggie, I'm just a person with superior tastes.
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>>1202418
>>1202423
She is my go to number 2. I like the fact that she could probably kill me while also benching a literal bear. However, Pharah just captures my heart.
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>>1202426
>Superior tastes
>not Pharah
wew
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>>1202426
Sure.
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>>1202429
>>1202428
>>1202426
>>1202418
Let's at least agree in one thing: Not Sombra or Symetra.
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>>1202430
Yes.
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>>1202430
Zarya doesn't really mesh with Seeker either.
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>>1202430
Yep. At least we can agree on that.

fellow Pharah lover
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>>1202432
Her big meaty thighs will.
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>>1202430
I can respect that.
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>>1202434
>>1202433
Hers or Pharah's.
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>>1202434
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>>1202438
Oh for fucks sake I'm the Kobold Quest faggot alright?!
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>>1202439
I actually very much enjoy your work.
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>>1202442
I have a shitty update schedule that could rival naust.
Love the guy, but goddamn.
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>>1202410

"We are friends, Lena. I'm glad I met you, not just because of Overwatch and all, but because you're a fun person to be around. I like hanging out with you, doing missions together and stuff. I think we're a good team. I'm sort of your recruit and sort of your boss at the same time, and that's weird, but the important thing to me is we're friends. Whatever happens, we shouldn't lose sight of that."

"Yeah, I think so too. Thanks, mate." Tracer pops her goggles back on. "So that's orright, then -- how are you otherwise?"

"I don't know," you sigh. "This is a lot to deal with. I'm still the new guy, you know? I don't actually know if I'm cut out to be in charge of this. I've made some good decisions so far, but also some bad ones. What if I screw up at the wrong time? I could ruin everything. Get everybody killed."

"Hey now," says Tracer. "Don't talk like that, okay? You're doin' fine if you ask me. We're all still alive, for starters. The team's a lot bigger than when we started. Remember when it was just Winston, Athena, me, and you? Now we've got, let's see--" She starts to tick off agents on her fingers. "Angie, Reinhardt, Torb, Jesse, the ninja boys, even a bloody Bastion. Still not sure how you pulled that one off."

"Me neither."

Tracer continues to count off positives. "You somehow scraped together money to start upgradin' the base and Athena's functions. You saved Boklovo from a Titan, Genji from Talon, Lucio from Vishkar. You took down Reaper and a squad of goons all by your lonesome, looked cool doin' it, and snagged a highlight video of it to boot. Hell, you even installed a bar in the Watchpoint! That's the kind of leader I can get behind."

"Well, thanks for the vote of confidence. I'm glad at least one of us believes in my leadership."

"Anyway," she adds, "Who else is gonna do it? Me? Pfft." She laughs at the idea. "Nah, I think you're stuck with the job, mate."
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I've got to be off to bed, so I'm going to leave you guys with a vote on the next base upgrade.

I'll check in tomorrow, maybe have a chance for some updates, then Sunday for the main action.

Thanks for playing.
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>>1202423
>>1202427
>>1202434
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>>1202461
But Raven, she's basically a man

>>1202459
Thanks for running
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Current Funds: 5 (Income +3, Corporate Safe +2)
Current Income: +3


Watchpoint Status:
Transport: Aurora (small), Orca (medium)
Base: Forge, Laboratory, Lounge, Medbay, Training Room
Defense: Anti-Aircraft Gun
Security: Locks (Basic)
Athena: Darknet Analysis, Firewall


Level 2 upgrades cost 2, Level 3 costs 3, etc.


Buildings:

Forge (Lv2): Access to advanced gear.
Medbay (Lv2): High-tier medical equipment.
Training Room (Lv2): Train agents with combat simulations.
Containment: A secure facility for prisoners.
Drone Armory: Manufacture and arm drones to defend the base.


Defense Upgrades:

Defense Turrets: Basic automated machine guns.
Anti-Aircraft Battery (Level 2): Defend against enemy aircraft and missiles.
Blast Shields: Enemy breach charges are less effective.


Security Upgrades:

Locks (Electronic): Require keycards for entry into secure areas.
Scanners: Improved threat detection, perimeter + interior.
Radar: Improved threat detection, long-range.


Athena Upgrades:

Darknet Analysis (Level 2): Monitor enemy activity and communications. May predict events before they occur.
Firewall (Level 2): Increased Athena defense vs hacking.
Hack Function: Athena can hack enemies.
Pilot Function: Athena can pilot the Orca.


Staff:

Engineers: Fabricate and upgrade equipment.
Pilots: Fly transport and defense aircraft.
Scientists: Research technological advancements.
Security: Patrol for security breaches. Defend against enemy incursions.
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>>1202464
>Locks (Electronic): Require keycards for entry into secure areas.
>Scanners: Improved threat detection, perimeter + interior.
>Radar: Improved threat detection, long-range.

Fucking lockdown

>Hack Function: Athena can hack enemies.
>Pilot Function: Athena can pilot the Orca.

Upgrades for machine waifu
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>>1202465
Seconding this.
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>>1202454
Could we respond with "Honestly the I have a difficult time deciding between the highlight reel and the bar as for what to be prouder of."

>>1202461
Pic related.

>>1202463
Who cares?

>>1202464
Let's get some more security on all fronts. I vote to improve:
Security: Patrol for security breaches. Defend against enemy incursions. (You know, people that can't be hacked.)
Firewall (Level 2): Increased Athena defense vs hacking.
Scanners: Improved threat detection, perimeter + interior.
Locks (Electronic): Require keycards for entry into secure areas.
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>>1202465
Thirding
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>>1202465
Supporting
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>>1202465
Moving to Support.
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>>1202465
Support this and
>>1202464
>check up on bastion
>see if he learned anything from that educational app
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Uh oh wrong pic
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>>1202470
Defense Turrets: Basic automated machine guns.
Locks (Electronic): Require keycards for entry into secure areas.
Radar: Improved threat detection, long-range.
Hack Function: Athena can hack enemies.
Pilot Function: Athena can pilot the Orca.
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>>1202465
>this
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>>1202464
>Containment: A secure facility for prisoners.
>Hack Function: Athena can hack enemies.
>Pilot Function: Athena can pilot the Orca.
>Engineers: Fabricate and upgrade equipment
>.Security: Patrol for security breaches. Defend against enemy incursions.
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>>1202465
this desu
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>>1202464
Drone Armory: Manufacture and arm drones to defend the base.
Torbjorn can help make better drone, i believe

Locks (Electronic): Require keycards for entry into secure areas.
Scanners: Improved threat detection, perimeter + interior.
Radar: Improved threat detection, long-range.
We need more defences for our base

Pilot Function: Athena can pilot the Orca.
The fastest way to get a pilot. And to get a Team 2 up and running.

This is a very defensive choice, meant to secure our only base. Maybe later we might be able to secure the Antarctic base.
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>>1202464

>Security: Locks (Electronic)
>Security: Scanners
>Athena: Pilot Function
>Athena: Firewall Level 2

This gives us more passive defense, especially against Sombra, and allows us to deploy two teams.

The other option would be replacing the Athena: Pilot with either Staff: Security, Buildings: Drone Armory, or Defense: Defense Turrets.

Keep in mind the last two can be hacked, and the first can be infiltrated/bribed
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So are we just gonna ignore the in-game happenings at Numbani with Doomfist's gauntlet getting stolen and the airport being trashed because both those things seem REALLY FUCKING IMPORTANT right now.
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>>1203826
I mean did you expect Doomfist to get it by asking really nice?
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>>1203873
To be fair, Terry Cruiz could get a lot of things just by asking nice.
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>>1203873
>>1203826
The guy's name is Doomfist.
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>>1202464
>Containment: A secure facility for prisoners.
>Radar: Improved threat detection, long-range.
>Darknet Analysis (Level 2): Monitor enemy activity and communications. May predict events before they occur.
>Pilot Function: Athena can pilot the Orca.
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>>1202464
>Locks (Electronic): Require keycards for entry into secure areas.
>Scanners: Improved threat detection, perimeter + interior.
>Radar: Improved threat detection, long-range.
>Defense Turrets: Basic automated machine guns.
>Hack Function: Athena can hack enemies.
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Kek, the opening post.
>Now you, Tracer are travelling the globe

We Tracer now, boys.
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>>1202463
>Not wanting to be Zarya's little spoon.

>Not wanting to be pegged every night by your big stronk siberian bear.

What are you, gay?
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>>1207543
>Wanting the peggings from bear

Чтo ты, гpязнaя чeчeнcкaя?
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Time for nightmares involving horribly wounded Tracer I guess.

Was the base attacked while we were away? What about anubis doomsday clock and UN doomsday clock?
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>>1202465
Looks like FBPB for the vote.

>>1207658
I'll be back tomorrow afternoon -- I'm guessing about 14 hours from this post -- and those questions will be answered then.
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>>1207663
40 more minutes!
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>>1209320
Good call.
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>>1209320
>>1209824

You young punks should quit screwin' around and get ready to move.

But yeah, there's a reason my times are guesses or estimates.

I'm back now, next update is soon.
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>>1210212
Huzzah!
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>>1210212
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>>1210212
Looking forward to it.
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>>1210212
what are the odds a certain corp security chief found out where over watch got restarted at and is on their way
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The Aurora settles in the hills of Portugal, the early morning sun lighting up the mist in the valleys.

Lucio claims he has some friends in the Eurobeat Revival scene here who, despite being fans of David Hasselhoff which Lucio describes as "unbelievable, and not in a good way" can help the renegade DJ lay low for a few days while he plans his tour.

Before he leaves, you give him a secure web address the two of you can reach each other at. "I'll let you know when I've got enough cash to be useful," he says. "Until then, give me a call if you need my help with anything." He pauses in the doorway. "It's funny -- I spent years just playing music, never releasing albums, charging the bare minimum for concerts. I never sold my music because I just wanted to help people. Bring them together.

"Now I'm gonna help people by selling my music for as much as possible? It's weird how things work out."

>We need to be stronger, to help as many people as possible.
>As things are, we might not last long. We need to defend ourselves.
>The money's not as important as inspiring people. They need to believe again.
>Just keep yourself safe. When you're done with this, I'm going to want you on the team.
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>>1210301
>Just keep yourself safe. When you're done with this, I'm going to want you on the team.
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>>1210301
>>The money's not as important as inspiring people. They need to believe again, but keep yourself safe. When you're done with this, I'm going to want you on the team.
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>>1210301
>>The money's not as important as inspiring people. They need to believe again.
>Just keep yourself safe. When you're done with this, I'm going to want you on the team.
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>>1210301
>The money's not as important as inspiring people. They need to believe again.
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>>1210301
>The money's not as important as inspiring people. They need to believe again.
>Just keep yourself safe. When you're done with this, I'm going to want you on the team.

In other news HOLY SHIT I MADE IT
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>>1210301
>The money's not as important as inspiring people. They need to believe again.
>Just keep yourself safe. When you're done with this, I'm going to want you on the team.
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>>1210329
I forgot I wanna add : that we arnt done with Rio but it will take time too fully push out vishkar while keeping people safe.
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>>1210301
>The money's not as important as inspiring people. They need to believe again.
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>>1210301
>The money's not as important as inspiring people. They need to believe again.
>Just keep yourself safe. When you're done with this, I'm going to want you on the team.
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"The money's not as important as inspiring people," you say. "They've been held down for too long. They need something to believe again. A message of hope."

"You're right, man. If we all come together and believe in ourselves, nothing can stop us. I'll do what I can to show it to everyone."

"Good. And remember, keep yourself safe. When you're done with this, I'm going to want you on the team."

"I dunno, Seeker. I'm not sure -- I know how to mix and crossfade, but all this flying around and playing hero stuff? It's pretty crazy. But I guess I'm into it." He grins. "I'll hang onto the medic rollerblades for when that happens." He gives you a farewell fistbump. "Peace."

You return to the co-pilot's chair. As Tracer takes the Aurora back into the air, you start trying again to reach the Watchpoint. Communications have been scrambled up until now, maybe because of the base's systems trying to adjust as the comm satellite moves into position. Maybe because Talon attacked and the base is in flames ...

(Continued)
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>>1210494
This time, after a few tries, you connect.

"Hello?" asks the deep bass voice of Winston. "Are you receiving me?"

"Winston, buddy, it's Seeker," you say. "We saw the satellite launch. Did it work? Are you okay? Did Talon attack?"

"Yes, yes, and er, yes," he says.

>What did they hit you with?
>Good work defending the base. How was the team?
>Is everyone all right?
>Is the base damaged?
>What's the comm satellite status?
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>>1210520
>Is everyone all right?
>Is the base damaged?
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>>1210520
>>Is everyone all right?
>>What did they hit you with?
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>>1210520
>>Is everyone all right?
>What did they hit you with?
>Is the base damaged?
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>>1210520
>Is everyone all right?
>Good work defending the base. How was the team?
>Is the base damaged?
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>>1210520
>Is everyone all right?
>Is the base damaged?
>What did they hit you with?
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>>1210520
>Is everyone all right?
>What did they hit you with?
>Is the base damaged?
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>>1210520
>Good work defending the base. How was the team?
>Is everyone all right?
>Is the base damaged?
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>>1210520
>>Good work defending the base. How was the team?
>>Is everyone all right?
>>Is the base damaged?
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>>1210520
>>Is everyone all right?
>>Is the base damaged?

Writing.
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>>1210663

"Is everyone all right?" you ask. "Nobody hurt?"

"We're all fine," Winston replies. "A few bumps and bruises, a little shaken up, that's all. We had Reinhardt's shield to protect us, and Mercy here to fix up anyone who took a hit -- and uh, I don't mean to brag, but I believe my own barrier projector proved effectual as well. We held off Talon without much in the way of injury to ourselves."

"Good to hear. How about the Watchpoint? Any damage?"

"Some," he admits. "There's some fire and explosion damage, plus the wrecked aircraft that will have to be scrapped--"

"Wait, aircraft?"

"Yes, Talon tried a different approach this time, using dropships to land their troops directly on top of the base. Of course, with that new anti-aircraft battery firing, they found it a great deal more difficult than expected! Athena tells me it was your idea to allocate funds to that upgrade. Excellent foresight, Seeker."

"Thanks," you say, relieved that your choices worked out. You thought those AA guns would come in handy, just not quite this soon. Looks like you made a good call getting them right away.

"Anyway, the base is mostly intact. The engineering team -- that's Torbjorn and Brigitte, plus some drones they commandeered -- is already working on repairing the damage."

"Good to hear, Winston. We'll be back soon, you can tell me about the rest then."

"Oh, of course. Sorry, I forgot to ask. How was your mission in Brazil?"

>Mission accomplished.
>Things got a little crazy.
>We stopped the favela from getting bulldozed.
>We infiltrated a Vishkar citadel and rescued Lucio.
>We started a riot and almost burned down the city.
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>>1210726
>>Mission accomplished.
>>Things got a little crazy.
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>>1210726
>>Mission accomplished.
>>Things got a little crazy.
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>>1210726
>Good News: We stopped the favela from getting bulldozed.
>Bad News: We started a riot and almost burned down the city.
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>>1210726
>>Mission accomplished.
>>Things got a little crazy.
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>>1210726
>>Mission accomplished.
>>Things got a little crazy.
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>>1210726
>>Mission accomplished.
>>Things got a little crazy.
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>>1210726
>Mission accomplished.
>Things got a little crazy.
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>>1210726
No point voting against the tide. Might as well join.
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>>1210726
>>1210769
second

>>1210807
That brings forth complacency and not being able to think for our selves though.
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>>1210821
Not caring about how we talk about our mission is not going to breed complacency.
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"Mission accomplished. Things got a little crazy, but uh, I think this counts as a victory for Overwatch."

"That's good, but, just what do you mean by crazy?"

"It's complicated. I'll explain when I get back. For now I'll say that we're fine, Lucio's fine, and Rio's fine. Mostly."

"Oh dear," sighs Winston. "Well, I'm glad you're safe. Where are you now?"

"Not far. We should be back soon. See you then."

Twelve minutes later, the doors of the Watchpoint hangar open, and the Aurora flies inside. The walls have some blast scars, and a few crates of supplies have been destroyed, but the hangar looks mostly intact. The attack and defense teams meet on the ground floor, greeting each other and laughing in relief at each other's safety. Tracer and Mercy hug each other. Bastion beeps happily. McCree protects you from Reinhardt and Winston's hearty back-slaps, saying your insides probably look like scrambled eggs right now, so instead they give you dignified handshakes.

This is the first time the new Overwatch has had two teams in two locations fighting it out, and it's good to find out that the teams were able to function, and that not only were your objectives completed, but everyone is safe afterwards.

(Continued)
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>>1210843
was referring to going with the tide comment that he made.
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>>1210860

Mercy, having learned of your injuries from the shield drones, frets over you and says you should be attended to immediately. You agree, too tired to resist. The images of your mission are still flashing through your head as you walk to the medbay. The crowded and colorful tenaments of the favela. The sterile hallways of Vishkar R1. The burning fires and waving banners of the riot. You remember the stink of tear gas, the shouting of crowds. You remember the woman called Symmetra, taking on your team by herself and almost winning, the look on her face as she talked about making a better world, about wanting to fix everything.

Genji insists to Hanzo that he also have his wounds looked over, so the two them join you. Winston accompanies you to Mercy's medbay to hear your debrief information. He listens with a grave face as you describe the infiltration into Vishkar's tower. The daring rescue of Lucio. Keeping him safe during the concert. How the concert escalated into a full-fledged anti-corporate riot. How you stopped the riot from going all the way and turning into a war.

Winston adjusts his glasses. "Well, I think you did the right thing by stopping things before they got out of control. You took enough risks breaking into a secure corporate tower like that. I'm sure that now Vishkar will negotiate with the people, and they'll be able to come to some kind of accord that makes everyone happy."

"I'm not so sure," says Hanzo. "Growing up in our family, we have some experience with greed. The executives will continue to pursue whatever path is most profitable, no matter the cost to the citizens."

"i'm afraid I must agree," says Genji. "I doubt we've seen the last of our troubles with Vishkar."

You don't regret saving Lucio and helping him lead the people in resistance. Their homes were going to be bulldozed, you had to stop that from happening. But when things got intense, and you cooled it all down ...

Did you prevent the people from losing control and destroying their own city? Or stop them from putting the dagger into Vishkar's heart when they were vulnerable? You can't know for sure either way, now. Your choice is made. You feel ...

>Confident you made the right call.
>Relieved that at least the citizens of Rio are safe and free for now.
>Wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of.
>Regretful you didn't finish them off when you had the chance.
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>>1211048
>Wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of.
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>>1211048
>>Wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of.
>>Regretful you didn't finish them off when you had the chance.
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>>1211048
>Wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of.
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>>1211048
>>Wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of.
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>>1211048
>Relieved that at least the citizens of Rio are safe and free for now.
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>>1211060
This. We fucked up.
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>>1211048
>Relieved that at least the citizens of Rio are safe and free for now.
>Wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of.
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>>1211048
>>Wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of.
"this wasn't satisfying but, I think we will get another shot at it a better one."
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>>1211048
>>Confident you made the right call.
The lower strata have to get their shots in from time to time, to remind the 'elite' who their money stems from. It was a moral victory in my book.
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>>1211048
>>Confident you made the right call.
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>>1211048
>>Relieved that at least the citizens of Rio are safe and free for now.
>>Wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of.
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You're conflicted over the situation, but mostly you feel wary of what Vishkar might still be capable of. They won't just take this lying down, and they have plenty of resources -- financial, political, and scientific -- to turn to their advantage. For now they'll stay safe up in their tower of light, watching and waiting, thinking up some kind of plan to take back their influence over the city.

The Shimadas notice your troubled expression. They look at each other, then back to you. Genji says, "We will watch them and prepare. Our strength grows. We will sharpen our swords, and wait, and be ready."

You sit there under Mercy's ministrations, still troubled by thoughts of the world's turbulent future. Mercy notices. "Stress can exacerbate injury, Seeker," she says. "Try to relax. he future will come, but for now, you've succeeded. The people of the city still have their homes. Lucio is free. The team is safe. You've done well. Jack would be proud."

>I'm glad you approve.
>I'm glad he would approve.
>Thanks. I am pretty badass.
>Thanks, but I've got a lot of room to improve.
>I should've done better. I'm not sure I can handle all this.
>I should've brought you with me -- I almost died out there.
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>>1211186
>>I should've done better. I'm not sure I can handle all this.
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>>1211186
>Thanks, but I've got a lot of room to improve.
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>>1211186
>I should've done better. I'm not sure I can handle all this.
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>>1211186
>I should've done better. I'm not sure I can handle all this.
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>>1211186
>>Thanks, but I've got a lot of room to improve.
"How was that old saying? Adversity is an opportunity for improvement?"

Cue the segue into Genji talking about his time with Zenyatta here.
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>>1211186
>>Thanks, but I've got a lot of room to improve.
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>>1211186
>Thanks, the perspectives is appreciated. Next time though I think I'll definitely try to get shot less.
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>>1211186
>Thanks, but I've got a lot of room to improve.

"It means a lot to hear that the Commander would approve."

>>1211071
Letting it turn into a riot was where we fucked up.
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>>1211186
>>Thanks, but I've got a lot of room to improve.
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>>1211217
No, not following through was where we fucked up. How else would we have gotten Vishikar out? Appealed to the Brazilian government?
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>>1211217
>Fighting Vishkar
>Bad thing
>Vishkar anon detected
It was always going to be a riot. We should have let it run, maybe kick Vishkunts out of Rio.
>>
You don't feel happy about how you handled things. Maybe you went too far. Maybe you didn't go far enough. Can you actually handle all this? You don't know.

You try to stay positive for Mercy and the others, though, to not impact morale too much. "Thanks, but I've got a lot of room for improvement. I'm glad the commander would approve. Next time, though, I'll try to get shot less.

"For now, let's get this finished up so I can get some sack time." Maybe you'll feel better about it in the morning. You look out at the gradually rising sun, remembering it's already morning. Afternoon, then.

(Continued)
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>>1211273

You got the first shield drone, but you're right out in the open and in the firing line of the second drone. Its blasters open up like thunderbolts. You trigger your EM shield, desperately trying to defend yourself, but it's not strong enough to repel firepower of that magnitude. Your shield is ripped to pieces. A blaster bolt slams into you with a searing jolt of pain, then another--

"Seeker!" Tracer shoves you from the side, knocking you to the ground.

Dazed, you look up just into time to see the drone's fire slam into Tracer, tearing her to pieces. You hear her voice cry out in agony. "No!" you shout, reaching out to her--

--but it's too late. You can't do anything. Tracer's shattered body falls limply to the ground. You crawl over to her, pick her up, but she's already gone. Her name dies on your tongue. You cradle her head as it lolls lifelessly. Her blood is on your hands. You raise your blood-stained fists to the sky, and from your lungs erupts a cry of pain and rage--

"Seeker!" you hear her voice from somewhere, insistently calling your name. "Seeker!"
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>>1211351

You wake up drenched in sweat. Tracer is standing over you, shaking you by the shoulders -- alive and well, half-dressed in civilian clothes. You look around. You're in your bed in the crew quarters.

"Bloody hell," says Tracer. "You were screamin' your head off there. Bad dream, luv? Happens to me sometimes too after a scrap."

>It was nothing. I'm fine.
>Admit it, don't tell her what it was about.
>Tell her about it.
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>>1211384
>>It was nothing. I'm fine.
We learned repressing our feelings from the best, Pharah.
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>>1211384
>>Admit it, don't tell her what it was about.
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>>1211384
>Admit it, don't tell her what it was about.
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>>1211384
>Admit it, don't tell her what it was about.
If she presses even a little
>Tell her about it.
Tracer is our bud, we can talk to her about stuff.
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>>1211384
>>It was nothing. I'm fine.
SWALLOW YOUR FEELINGS.
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>>1211384
>Tell her about it.
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>>1211384
>>It was nothing. I'm fine.
Seems like a healthy way to live.
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>>1211384
>>Tell her about it.
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>>1211392
>Best
>Pharah
Good joke, mate. We all know waifuing our mask is the only way.
>>
We did watch Tracer get blown apart during that last op. If she didn't have her time powers, that really would've been it. She deserves to know how panicked we were.
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>>1211384
>It was nothing. I'm fine.
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>>1211428
>this
>not best
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>>1211384
>>Tell her about it.
the sooner we confront these feelings, the sooner we can figure out how we're gonna deal with them.
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>>1211413
Conditional votes are unclear. I'll just swap to
>Tell her about it.
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>>1211384
>Admit it, don't tell her what it was about.
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>>1211384
>It was nothing. I'm fine.
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>>1211384
>It was nothing. I'm fine.
repressed emotions are the cornerstone of any good Overwatch commander. That or psychopathy.
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>>1211439
>Pictures
>Indicating anything about waifu suitability
>>
Think of it like this: Not opening up just shows we don't trust her. That doesn't make an effective team.
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>>1211469
You mean like the previous ones who got all edgy and antisocial? Not very good examples.
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>>1211384
>Tell her about it.
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>>1211485
I will post until you accept her as your true waifu.
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>>1211504
More or less this. It's okay to tell people stuff and have emotions. Won't kill ya.
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>>1211384
>Tell her about it.
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>>1211469
>>1211463
>>1211435
>>1211421
>>1211415
>>1211392
regardless of your feelings about waifu, I think we can all agree that trust in the leader is important. And trust goes both ways. I urge you to reconsider.
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>>1211384
>>Tell her about it.
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>>1211384
>>1211517
By my count, this breaks the tie in favor of "Tell her about it." Writing.
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>>1211521
*meant to say regardless of feelings about who will be waifu. Tracer is not waifu imo.
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>>1211521
But anon, we have to be confident. We can't appear weak in front of our team.
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>>1211521
It's not that I don't trust her. We just can't act weak in front of people who need us to be strong.
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>>1211526
But the booty man, think about the booty!
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>>1211523
preparing for feels like
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>>1211530
>>1211533
Telling someone we trust about a nightmare equals being weak? Sure thing guys.
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>>1211535
>thinking about booty
>is asexual
>mfw
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>>1211543
Well, when we're their commanding officer, yeah. You think Horatio Hornblower ever showed an ounce of weakness?

>>1211535
Pic related.
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>>1211530
>>1211533
Man, I hate that idea that 'stoic = strong, emotions = weak' silliness. You know what else is strong? Showing that we can talk about and deal with our feelings, showing that we are human and empathetic and can be come to for help with personal issues.
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>>1211552
Different strokes for different folks I suppose.
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>>1211563
Nah, man, I never said emotions = weak. I'm just saying, that's how it's perceived.

And I don't think we're on the Bro Level(tm) with Tracer to talk about feelings yet.
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>>1211384
>>Tell her about it.
Cause it obviously fucked us up and we need to let it out.
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>>1211563
Well i personally know that, but the question is does Seeker know that? I imagine Seeker is not the most emotionally expressive person anyhow.
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>>1211555
Yea...he just internalizes it and destroys his relationships. Good example.
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>>1211578
She straight up told us her fears about us being a criminal.
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>>1211593
And you're saying Horatio wasn't a great leader?

>>1211595
Okay, and? That's not the same as having nightmares about someone dying.
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>>1211607
He's arguing we don't want to follow his example. And that second one seems like a bit of an inanity.
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>>1211607
You can be a leader and a friend. We straight up hugged a gorilla scientist when he needed it. Also, never said your fictional leader guy wasn't great, just that in the material he kinda sucked at the whole being emotionally available. Hard for friends. And in reference to the whole her telling us her fears, it was in response to someone saying we're not on bro level. We kinda are.
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>>1211607
I was pointing out that we're pretty good friends with Tracer, or Bro-tier. She trusts us, only fair to trust her.
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>>1211607
Also, I'm more of a Sharpe's Rifles guy.
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"I-It's nothing," you say, wiping the sweat off your forehead. "I'm ..." You stop. Your first instinct is to throttle your feelings, conceal them, push them down. Just like the good old days back at home. Never show weakness. Never let them see you fail. But --

Tracer is looking at you with a wide-open, innocent expression, wondering what she can do to help. You can't lie to her. If she's going to trust in you as a leader -- as a friend -- you have to do better than that. You have to BE better than that.

You sigh. "Yeah. I did have a nightmare."

Tracer sits down on the bed next to yours, across from you. "Wanna talk about it?"

"I was back in the Vishkar building, getting shot by that shield drone. You saved my life, but you got hit. In real life you used that time power thing of yours and just rewound the damage.

"But in my dream, I saw you die. I watched you fall. I held your body." You look down at your hands, recalling them stained a vivid crimson with with Tracer's blood. "Your blood was on my hands. Pretty obvious metaphor there, you know?"

"Oh no. Okay, listen to me on this." Tracer reaches out to you over the gap between beds. She takes one of your hands and holds it in both of hers. You feel her slim, calloused fingers surround yours. "You can't take all of this on yourself. All of us chose to be here. We knew the risks when we signed up. We're all here to put our lives on the line to try and help. Some of us are going to get hurt. That's just how it works. You don't need to beat yourself up over it, okay? You're only gonna hurt yourself."

"I'm used to just working on my own. If I make mistakes, if I screw up, I'm the only one who gets hurt. No-one else has to live with the consequences. But now ..."

"That's how being commander works. Sometimes you won't make the right call. But you gotta keep going and make the next one anyway. Someone's gotta take charge around here. Not everyone agrees it should be you, but they're all willing to give you a fair shake. Hey, look at me, orright?" You look up into Tracer's eyes. You notice they're brown without the goggles. " I want it to be you. I believe in you. Even if you don't believe in yourself, you can believe in me. Okay?"

"I'm not sure that makes sense, but, okay."

Tracer gives you a smile and squeezes your hand. "Well, at least I'm still alive, right? I ain't goin' anywhere for a while yet. You probably want some coffee and breakfast right about now. Want some company or should I give you some space?"

>I could use the company.
>I could use some space, but thanks.
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>>1211694
>Sharpe's Rifles
My man
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>>1211703
>>I could use some space, but thanks.
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>>1211703
>>I could use the company.
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>>1211703
>I could use the company.
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>>1211703
>>I could use some space, but thanks.
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>>1211703
>I could use the company.
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>>1211710
Good books and a good show. Also Sean Bean doesn't die!
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>>1211703
>She takes one of your hands and holds it in both of hers. You feel her slim, calloused fingers surround yours.
Woah man. Ease up on the porn.

>I could use the company.

>>1211732
I haven't really got anything to add beyond my total agreement.
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>>1211721
>>1211722
>>1211730
>>1211747

"I could use the company," you say. "Join me in the mess hall?"

"You got it."

(Writing)
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>>1211771
I was hoping we'd hang with Bastion, but Tracers fine too I guess.
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>>1211779
Gotta max that social link man.
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>>1211771

It's mid-afternoon, so the mess hall is empty but for you and Tracer. You set the autobrew to make you a pot of coffee, while Tracer boils the kettle for tea. "Second afternoon cuppa never hurt anyone," she says.

The warmth and caffiene from the coffee go some distance to restoring you after the exhaustion of yesterday and the shock of waking up from that nightmare. Energy slowly flows into your limbs. You eat a light breakfast -- lunch? -- of fruit and buttered bread. Tracer sits across from you, sipping her tea, talking occasionaly about light-hearted things.

"Feeling any better?" she asks after a few minutes.

"A little, thanks."

>How do your time powers work, anyway?
>How did you get your time powers, again? Some kind of accident, right?
>What was Morrison like as a commander?
>What do you think of how things went down in Rio?
>What do you think we should do next?
>Something else.
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>>1211841
>What was Morrison like as a commander?
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>>1211836
But if we max it, we're going to eventually trip the romance flags

and no one wants that.

>>1211841
>What was Morrison like as a commander?
>What do you think of how things went down in Rio?
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>>1211841
>>How do your time powers work, anyway?
>>How did you get your time powers, again? Some kind of accident, right?
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>>1211841
>>What was Morrison like as a commander?
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>>1211848
Then it'll be time to face the music. Now is not the time for fear, that comes later.
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>>1211841
>>How do your time powers work, anyway?
>What do you think of how things went down in Rio?
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>>1211841
>How do your time powers work, anyway?
"To you I mean. What is it like seeing the world through that lens?"
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>>1211847
>>1211848
>>1211849
>>1211857
>>1211890
>>1211908

>What was Morrison like as a commander?
>How do your time powers work, anyway?

Writing.
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>>1211841
>What was Morrison like as a commander?
>What do you think of how things went down in Rio?
>What do you think we should do next?
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>>1211922
Immortality discussion yea or nay?
Probably no, save it for later.
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>>1211922

"What was Morrison like as a commander? I should probably know about the man whose shoes I'm trying to fill."

"He was ..." Tracer shrugs. "Just about everything you could ask for in a CO. Bold, not afraid to take risks, but still careful with the lives of his soldiers. Knew how to be an inspiration when it was time for a speech, and when to lead by example and get things done. Dedicated, honorable, trustworthy. All that and he somehow found the space to be a nice fella. You felt like you could talk to him, maybe even grab a pint with him after work if he wasn't so straight-laced."

So Jack Morrison was basically the perfect commander. Great. That doesn't make your job of living up to him any easier. You wonder if that fiercely hostile vigilante you met in Dorado could really be the same man. "If he was such a nice guy, how'd he keep discipline?"

"You never wanted to disappoint Jack. Usually the most it ever took from him was a stern look and a frown. In terms of riding our asses, giving us hell for not living up to a certain standard, we had Reyes for that." Tracer rolls her eyes. "Nothing was ever good enough for that man. Overwatch was never fast enough, never expedient enough. Didn't matter what we were doing, he wanted it done yesterday with no witnesses." She sighs. "Gabe could be a real arsehole. Still, he didn't deserve to die like that. Rest in peace, old chum."

You remember your suspicions about Gabriel Reyes. How he may have somehow survived the explosion and been reborn as the twisted assassin known as Reaper. Until you have any evidence, though, maybe you'd better keep that idea to yourself.

(Continued)
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>>1211703
Did she really just "Believe in the me who believes in you." us?

What a dork.
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>>1212015
It's nice to see TTGL still has fans some 60+ years later.
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>Get out of 20 minute long brawl on Oasis
>Play Pharah
>Feel old twitch reflexes from my UT2003/4 days coming back
>Get back here
>Overwatch Quest is running
>PLOT PLOT PLOT PLOT PLOT SOCIAL LINKS PLOT EXPOSITION

Jesus, you people are busy bees.
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>>1212009


To change the subject, you say, "So, tell me a little about how your time powers work. I think part of the reason I freaked out over you getting shot is I didn't realize you could do that."

"Tell you the truth, I don't really understand them meself. None of the eggheads were able to give me a straight answer on what happened to me. Winston's the only one who managed to wrap his brain halfway around it to build me this chronal accelerator, and he ain't the best at explaining things to us laymen. When I ask him about it, he starts saying things about tachyons and positrons and who-knows-what-itrons."

Tracer takes a drink for her tea. "Only thing I know for sure is what I can do with it. Can't really explain how I do it, I just ... do it. Learned by trial and error. The main thing is my blink. You've seen that in action plenty. That's just me speedin' up me own personal time and running fast, so it looks like I teleported."

"But if the world is stopped and you're still going," you say. "Then shouldn't the friction--"

"I don't understand the science, mate," she says. "By all rights it shouldn't work, I know. All I know is it does. The other thing I figured out is rewindin' me own timeline for a few seconds. I've got it up to three seconds most of the time now, with practice. I zap back to where I was standing three seconds ago, and anything that happened to me in those three seconds just kinda -- poof! goes away."

"So ... do you remember what happened during those three seconds? I mean, if you go back in time so the events never happened to you, then wouldn't you forget about them, since they never happened to the you three seconds ago?"

"Er ..." Tracer pauses to straighten out what you just said. "I never thought of that. I do remember what happened before my rewind, although it's kinda blurry. I wonder how that works?" She ponders. "Maybe because the universe is still -- but no, the memory's in my brain, and my brain would return to the state it was -- but -- aargh!" She clutches her head, then raises her hands in defeat. "I admit it doesn't make any sense, but this is 2081, mate. World's a weird place. We've got robots, talking gorillas, zero-point squint energy, buildings made out of light, music that can heal wounds -- what's a little time travel between friends?"

(Continued)
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After you're finished eating, Tracer asks if you're feeling better. She looks pleased when you say yes. She says she'll leave you alone for a while and zips off.

You head out of the mess hall into the bright afternoon sunlight. For a few moments you just listen to the activity of the base. People call out to each other, their voices carried by the wind. You hear someone shouting -- Reinhardt, probably. Building and hammering sounds come from the forge. Bastion's pet bird flies by, tweeting a merry little birdsong. You remember when the Watchpoint was inhabited by just you, Tracer, Winston, and Athena. The place is starting to come to life.

Your gut aches from when that shield drone blasted you, so you probably shouldn't do any strenuous activity for a few days. You've still got a little over 72 hours until Athena predicts Talon will attack London -- maybe you'll be in fighting shape by then. Until then, unless anything else goes wrong, it looks like you've got an excuse to just chill out for two or three days.

You think about where to go and what to do.

>Datapad
>Forge
>Laboratory
>Lounge
>Medbay
>Servers
>Training Room
>Search for somewhere private
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>>1212088
>>Servers
Let's see how brobot is doing.
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>>1212088
>>Search for somewhere private
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>>1212088
>Servers
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>>1212088
>>Lounge
>>Datapad
can we talk to some one other then bastion and tracer
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>>1212088
>Servers
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>>1212098
Not until Zarya gets recruited.
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>>1212088
>Search for somewhere private
Cue the sequence of increasingly probably locations for Seeker to be in.
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>>1212088
>Servers
or wherever Bastion is.
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>>1212088
>>Servers
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>>1212088
Bastion with the datapad in the server room
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>>1212088
>>Laboratory

Let's check up on Mei--if we're lucky, she's kitting herself out for field ops and developing that Endothermic Blaster of hers
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>>1212088
>Laboratory
Time to talk to the demon

Also can we check up on Phara via Athena?
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>>1212088
>Search for somewhere private
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Once again the Bastion Bloc takes it, and the vote is for server room. Short break for foods, then writing.
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>>1212088
>Laboratory
Let's see what Mei and Winston are up to
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>>1212141

As you approach the normally-quiet server room, you hear a voice. Specifically the voice of an irate Swedish engineer.

"Execute root override," Torbjorn is saying to Bastion as you enter the room. The dwarf is standing in front of the omnic, barking strings of seemingly random words, letters, and numbers at it. "Code Alpha-33-Zeta. Execute command override protocol Blue Falcon. Execute, er -- blast it all, I can't think of any more. You stupid tin can!" He turns to you. "This robot is dumber than a bag of hammers. It can't communicate and none of the old codes work. Have you made any progress getting through to it, boy?"

>Not really. He still just beeps. Doesn't make sense.
>I just gave him a kidpad to teach him the alphabet. Let's see if he learned anything.
>I don't understand him too well, but I think I made friends with him.
>Be nice to him. I think he has feelings.
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>>1212197
>I just gave him a kidpad to teach him the alphabet. Let's see if he learned anything.
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>>1212197
>I just gave him a kidpad to teach him the alphabet. Let's see if he learned anything.
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>>1212197
>I just gave him a kidpad to teach him the alphabet. Let's see if he learned anything.
>I don't understand him too well, but I think I made friends with him.
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>>1212197
>I just gave him a kidpad to teach him the alphabet. Let's see if he learned anything.
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>>1212197
>I just gave him a kidpad to teach him the alphabet. Let's see if he learned anything.
Also ask them how they did during the attack
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>>1212197
>>I just gave him a kidpad to teach him the alphabet. Let's see if he learned anything.
>>I don't understand him too well, but I think I made friends with him.
Ask how he is doing, and how the attack went.
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Shouldn't we send someone (Presumably at least Tracer) to London to scout out the situation?
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>>1212226
That would tip our hand that we have an idea what'll happen.
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"I'm not sure. So far I taught him to respond to direct yes/no inquiries with "one beep for yes, two beeps for no." He can clearly understand us. But for some reason he isn't able to use voice synthesizers, or even text. Just beeps." You shrug at Torbjorn. "I just gave him a kidpad to teach him the alphabet. Let's see if he learned anything. Hey, Bastion. What sound does a cow make?"

Bastion's optic light flickers off and on. It lets out a long rising-then-falling beep that might be an imitation of a "moo" sound.

"How about a dog?"

Beep beep, beep. Pretty close to the barking noise the kidpad uses for dogs. You laugh. This is a little surreal, teaching a semi-sentient robot how to make farm animal noises.

"Okay, what's the first letter of the alphabet?"

Nothing. The optic light blinks again.

"Is "A" the first letter of the alphabet?"

Beep.

"So he still can't talk, but he can learn," you say. "That's a good start."

"I don't believe it," says Torbjorn, staring at the omnic in puzzlement. "It's like it's been stripped down to its most basic omnic mind learning functions, before any software is uploaded. And yet it's moving and thinking." He taps on the robot's foot with his claw hand. "What could be animatin' this darn thing?" He turns to look at you. "I read the logs, but are y' SURE you swept him for Talon bugs or other hidden surprises?"

"Winston and Athena were pretty thorough with the scan," you say. "They didn't find anything malicious. But they also couldn't find anything to explain this."

"And y'say you found him out in a field in Germany? Just lying about?"

"Pretty much. He was all covered in grass and moss. Probably hadn't moved an inch since the battle against the Crusaders, all those years ago."

"Feh." Torbjorn crosses his arms. "I don't agree with keepin' the thing on the base at all, but I think you should at least keep it locked up. Just because it hasn't gone crazy and tried to kill you yet doesn't mean it never will. You can't trust these omnics. Whatever those programmers did to make 'em turned out wrong. Corrupted, the lot of 'em."

>This guy is different. He isn't going to hurt us.
>Maybe you're right. Leaving him free to roam the base might be asking for trouble.
>You shouldn't say like that about omnics. Some of them want peace.
>I can understand why you don't trust omnics, with the war and all.
>Omnics are a lot like humans -- some good, some bad.
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>>1212243
>This guy is different. He isn't going to hurt us.
Don't need to preach to the guy
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>>1212243
>>I can understand why you don't trust omnics, with the war and all.
>>Omnics are a lot like humans -- some good, some bad.
he's got a good reason for being how he is and I cant fault him for it.
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>>1212243
>This one's different, I think. He seems to have genuinely developed feelings. Take the bird for example.

Maybe he got struck by lightning and developed a sapience?
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>>1212243
>This guy is different. He isn't going to hurt us. It's on my head if he does, alright?
Basically what
>>1212245
said. Don't preach to this guy, he won't hear it.
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>>1212243
>Omnics are a lot like humans -- some good, some bad.
>And though I can understand your prejudice towards them, I need for you to set it aside for the good of the team.
>The Omnics weren't corrupted by their code, they were hacked by the Godminds. I know about them and what happened, and I think everyone else should know too.

The Captcha says stop: Proceeds anyway.
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>>1212253
No no, captcha is correct. Stop.
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>>1212253
No
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>>1212243
>I can understand why you don't trust omnics, with the war and all.
>So far this guy's different. Could be useful too.
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"This guy is different, I think. I mean, you've seen the bird, right? It made a nest on his shoulder. I don't think he could have made friends with a bird if he was evil, that just doesn't feel right. How many evil cyber-minds have a natural friendship with nature?"

"It ain't a question of friendliness," growls Torbjorn. "Any Omnic can be turned by a godmind. It's a vulnerability. He might've been turned already and you just don't know it."

"Look, I get your concerns, but I really think he's going to be useful, and so far he's been totally peaceful. Except for when we ask him nicely to shoot at Talon. How did he do in the base defense last night, by the way? I haven't had a chance to get the full debrief on that action."

"Well ..." Torbjorn seems reluctant to admit this. "It's true that he came in handy. For a walking pile of scrap, that is. We set up a crossfire zone for just outside this room, in the garage out there -- he was in this room while I set my own turret up on the catwak out there. Talon cretins didn't know which way to turn. By the time they got Shield Lancers covering both sides, we'd taken out half the number, and Reinhardt was charging into the middle of 'em, swinging that great big hammer of his."

"See? Having a friendly robot with a gatling gun is useful."

"I'm still not convinced," says Torbjorn. "We can always get more turrets that don't have omnic minds in them. I think it's a big risk, keeping it around. But I ain't about to blow the thing up. Not yet, at least."

"I guess that'll have to do," you say. "Both of us appreciate you not blowing him up."

Bastion beeps in agreement.
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>>1212275

Good run, Raven--see you then.
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>>1212275
thanks for running see you tomorrow
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>>1212275
But what about alone-time bros?
Good run, Raven. See you tomorrow.
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>>1212275
Thanks for the thread OP, sleep well.
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>>1211243
>>1211262
Next you'll tell me that the Baltimore Riots fixed anything.

Riots don't do shit, retards.
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>>1211651
Just wanted to say, you can't be a leader AND a friend, not in any kind of military environment. People need to trust your judgement with no discussion and if they see you hesitate about yourself or your choices they will start doubting your commands, and hesitation in battle = death. Then again the rookie shouldn't be the fucking leader anyways, that's one of the things that tickles my autism in this quest.
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>>1212508
Apparently they do in Blizzardverse

>Lúcio wouldn't stand for it. He stole Vishkar sonic technology that had been used to suppress the people, and he converted it into a tool to rally them to action. In a popular uprising, they drove Vishkar out of their neighborhoods. Lúcio's leadership made him a star overnight and a symbol for positive social change. His music skyrocketed in popularity. Whereas he had once performed locally, he was now filling arenas across the world.
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>>1212536
So, you mean exactly like what happened last thread? Vishkar was driven out of their homes but not out of the city.
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>>1212508
They can, it just requires a much weaker state structure than America has. Ukraine is a decent example, that would have turned out much better if Russia wasn't a next door neighbor.
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>>1212526

The idea is to combine the "rookie joins the team" route with the "X-COM commander" stuff where you control the global strategy, base upgrades, and so on.

I'm planning on bringing up some questions about team leadership when I resume later today. If it's that bothersome, you can vote to put an NPC in charge instead.

Of course ... you're only in charge because Athena's supporting you behind the scenes. What would happen if you did something she disagreed with? Who's really the leader here, you or Athena?
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>>1212540
Fair enough, although I got the impression the result where Vishkar retains presence in the city was unexpected by OP.

In either case I wonder if it will lead to Symmetra being available for recruitment at some point.

>>1212543
>mfw
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>>1212543
That's a very complicated question. Right now, Athena has more power than we do, but that power is more restricted. She could probably depose us if she had another candidate that is popular enough and interested in the slot. The problem is that right now nobody else really wants the slot so there aren't any clear alternatives that she can promote.
Basically, Seeker's position is secure as long as he continues to succeed... and he doesn't recruit Pharah, Jack or Ana. Any of those three could mount a fairly credible challenge to Seeker, and Pharah in particular would be nasty.
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>>1212543
It's okay it doesn't bother me in a way that I'm gonna hate you forever but it still seems kinda goofy.
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>>1212543
>Ambiguously amoral AI Athena

Oh for fuck's sake.
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Another update from the Blizzardverse!

Apparently that little genius African girl from Blizzard's Numbani puff piece managed to get a hold of one of the security robot chassis that got scrapped following the terrorist attack on Numbani airport and the theft of Doomfist's gauntlet. She's up to something--something big.

Perhaps this is the long-rumored new Tank hero? Stay tuned to find out!
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>>1212543

The big door slides open, and you head up the rock-walled tunnel into Winston's laboratory. Inside is the usual mess of scientific equipment: scopes and analyzers, arc tolders and circuit printers, all mixed in with a few gorilla-strength workout toys like tractor tires that probably weigh half a ton. Winston's moon station escape pod still hangs suspended above the room, part memento, part swing.

You hear Winston talking with Mei, that girl from the Antarctic research station. Whatever they're talking about, it goes way over your head. Something about thermodynamics, a field of science that lies outside your very narrow area of expertise. As you approach, you can see that whatever it is, they're very excited about it.

Winston notices your arrival. "Hello, Seeker. Just discussing a little project with Ms. Zhou here. It turns out climatology and electromagnetism have more overlap than you'd think. What brings you to my lab?"

It still sometimes strikes you as odd that you can have an ordinary conversation like this with an armored talking gorilla.

>Just saying hi to my gorilla bro.
>Saying thanks again for that upgrade. The Shield Dash move has already saved my butt more than once.
>I wanted to ask about the attack last night.
>Thought I'd check in on Mei here, see if she's adjusting okay.
>I had a hunch you two would be here coming up with some crazy science stuff.
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>>1214328
>Thought I'd check in on Mei here, see if she's adjusting okay.
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>>1214328
>>Thought I'd check in on Mei here, see if she's adjusting okay.
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>>1214328
>>Just saying hi to my gorilla bro.
>Thought I'd check in on Mei here, see if she's adjusting okay.
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HE RETURNS

>>1214328
>Just saying hi to my gorilla bro.
>Saying thanks again for that upgrade. The Shield Dash move has already saved my butt more than once.
>Thought I'd check in on Mei here, see if she's adjusting okay.
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>>1214328

>I wanted to ask about the attack last night.
>Thought I'd check in on Mei here, see if she's adjusting okay.
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>>1214328
>>I had a hunch you two would be here coming up with some crazy science stuff.
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>>1214353
Seconding, in this order.
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"I had a feeling I'd find Mei here. Thought I'd check in on her, see if she was adjusting okay. That and I get to say hi to my gorilla bro while I'm here. How you doing, Winston?"

"Pretty good. A little sore after all that jumping around and being shot last night. I'd better drop by the Forge later and get Brigitte to repair my armor." He looks down at the dents and energy burns on his armor. None of it punched through to the gorilla underneath, but that still looks like it would be painful to take. "How are the base repairs coming along?"

"Looks okay to me. The engineering drones were starting to drag away that crashed dropship outside, just as I came in. Left a nasty crater, though. Hopefully the drones can fix that up with a little TLC and neosphalt. Hey, by the way, thanks a lot for that upgrade. What did you call it? The Tesla Core? That Shield Dash maneuver has already saved my butt on more than one occasion."

"Good to hear. I made it to help you out, so I'm glad it's doing its job. Let me know if you have any problems with it, or you want to attach it to a different part of your gear."

"Will do." You turn to Mei, who so far hasn't said anything. "So, Mei. I hope you're settling in okay, despite the whole thing where we got attacked by Talon last night. That must have come as bit of a shock."

"Maybe before, when I was just modeling weather systems, but now, after the accident and everything that's happened ..." She laughs nervously. "Surviving an armed invasion seems like just another day in my new life."

"This must all be pretty intense for you, so don't try to take on too much at once. Don't let Winston here rope you into anything. He tends to get excited when science is involved."

"Oh, me too," Mei hurries to reassure you. "Science feels like the one thing that hasn't changed. There's a second Omnic war, Overwatch disbanded and then went rogue, but at least Delta U still equals Q minus W, right?"

"Right, of course," you say, trying to remember that one from your physics textbook.

"Anyway, I'm grateful Winston is letting me use his lab. It's good to have something to focus on that makes sense to me."

>What are you two working on?
>Mei: What did you do when the base came under attack?
>Mei: The team might need you to fight. Are you okay with that?
>Mei: We have a new training room, so maybe one of the veterans can help you out.
>Winston: How's the comm satellite working so far?
>Winston: Glad to have another scientist on the base?
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>>1214493
>Mei: We have a new training room, so maybe one of the veterans can help you out.
>Winston: How's the comm satellite working so far?
Any Overwatch vets hear the call to arms? Hell a janitor would be something
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>>1214493
>Winston: How's the comm satellite working so far?
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>>1214493
>>What are you two working on?
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>>1214493
>What are you two working on?
>Mei: The team might need you to fight. Are you okay with that?
>Winston: How's the comm satellite working so far?
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>>1214493
>Mei: We have a new training room, so maybe one of the veterans can help you out.

>Winston: How's the comm satellite working so far?
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>>1214493
>Mei: We have a new training room, so maybe one of the veterans can help you out.
>Winston: Glad to have another scientist on the base?
>What are you two working on?
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>>1214523
>>1214526
>>1214527
>>1214532
>>1214543
>>1214546

>What are you two working on?
>>Mei: We have a new training room, so maybe one of the veterans can help you out.
>>Winston: How's the comm satellite working so far?

Writing.
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>>1214493
>Mei: What did you o when the base came under attack?

>What are you two nerds up to?
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>>1214493
>>Mei: We have a new training room, so maybe one of the veterans can help you out.
>Winston: How's the comm satellite working so far?
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>>1214560

"So what are you two nerds working on?" you say, teasing.

"I'm helping her make some adjustments to a very interesting tool she designed herself. What did you call this again, Ms. Zhou?"

"I had another name for it before, but if I'll be taking it into a fight, I want something more exciting. I was thinking of calling it the "Endothermic Blaster,"" she says. She holds up a device like a big blue and white pistol or carbine. A sphere of brightly glowing blue lies nestled at the bae of the barrel, clearly the power source. "What do you think?"

"It looks awesome. The name's a bit of a mouthful. I'm guessing it shoots ice? Why not just call it the "ice gun"?"

The two scientists look at you with puzzlement. "But it's clearly--" "That would be--"

"Right, of course, that wouldn't be nearly as accurate. Forgive me. Either way, I look forward to seeing what that thing's capable of. We just got a new training room set up, Mei, so maybe one of the veterans can help you out and set up some kind of practice run for you."

"Yes, er, someone already mentioned that. The giant man? I think his name was Reinheart?" Mei fails to conceal her fear with a shaky smile. "H-He was very insistent on the subject. Very loud. B-but I'm sure it will be fine ..."

"I'm sure it will be," you say, making a mental note to tell Reinhardt to go easy on the poor girl.

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>>1214665


"How's the comm satellite working so far, Winston? You guys had to fight through Talon to make your launch window. I hope it was worth the trouble."

"Well ... The comm satellite is working, certainly. The recall signal is going out. First over one half of the world, then as the satellite orbits, the other half. I've verified the signal independantly. Several times. It's definitely sending and being received ... it's just that nobody is answering."

Winston knuckle-walks over to a computer console and pulls up a screen. A list of former agents, their profiles and pictures. A generation of heroes, proud and strong. The people who fought the Omnic crisis and brought humanity into a new golden age.

Each has their current status listed. Unknown. Deceased. Missing. Missing. Inactive. Deceased. Unknown. And so on ...

"Damn," you say. "So do you think that's it? The only former agents still around are -- the ones already on the team?"

"Oh, I doubt it," says Winston. "I'm sure they're out there. We just, uh. We haven't found them yet is all. We'll keep searching, of course. The satellite's only been in the air a few hours. But ... that is a possibility."

Damn. You were kind of hoping that once the satellite was in the air, a dozen former agents would suddenly reveal themselves, ready to rejoin the team and save the world. Maybe that will still happen. But right now, it's not feeling very likely.

There is one former agent you know about, of course -- the mysterious Soldier 76, who may or may not be the former Overwatch commander Jack Morrison. But he's already expressed his clear feelings on the subject, back in Dorado, when this all started.

That's the reason you're on the team in the first place. He turned his back on Overwatch. Instead they got you.

You start to steel yourself to the idea that there won't be any more former Overwatch agents -- that the roster of veterans, as it stands, might be all you have to work with. Any other new agents are going to have to come from unexpected places, like Lucio, Bastion, or yourself.

"At least our secondary objective is complete," says Winston. "We now have long-range communication over a little less than half the Earth at any given time. I'll let the satellite do a few sweeps of the globe, then park it in geosynchronous orbit somewhere above the Watchpoint."

>I'm sorry about the other agents.
>You did good work launching the satellite, even if we didn't find anyone.
>We should keep trying to find Morrison. Somehow we'll convince him to come back.
>Won't keeping this thing in the air draw attention to us?
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>>1214753
>>We should keep trying to find Morrison. Somehow we'll convince him to come back.
>>Won't keeping this thing in the air draw attention to us?
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>>1214753
>>You did good work launching the satellite, even if we didn't find anyone.
>>We should keep trying to find Morrison. Somehow we'll convince him to come back.
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>>1214753
>You did good work launching the satellite, even if we didn't find anyone.
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>>1214665

>Implying Reinhardt will need to go easy on the Ice Demon once she gets in the zone

>>1214753
>>You did good work launching the satellite, even if we didn't find anyone.

We're gonna need to step up our efforts, draw in some young blood. We tried with Lucio and that didn't go as planned. Maybe we can go for Hana next? Hell, I wouldn't be past putting Fareeha in an XO role--the Ana to our Morrison, to parallel with the old guard.
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>>1214753
>I'm sorry about the other agents.
>You did good work launching the satellite, even if we didn't find anyone.
How about asking our guys here if they're still in contact with anyone? Maybe Torbjorn knows an engineer who can help us or something?
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>>1214753
>>You did good work launching the satellite, even if we didn't find anyone.
>Won't keeping this thing in the air draw attention to us?
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>>1214753
>You did good work launching the satellite, even if we didn't find anyone.
if we can't pick up old members, then we can get new people. talk to our current people, see if they know anyone.
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"You did good work launching the satellite, Winston, even if we didn't find anyone." You look over at the display showing the satellite's location and readouts in real time. "Probably not a lot of people around who could single-handedly build and launch their own commsat. Even if the recall signal doesn't find anyone, it'll still be real useful."

Winston sighs. "You're right. It's hard not to be disappointed, though."

"Don't worry about it, pal. I'm sure that we'll get more people to help. Somebody knows someone. Maybe Torbjorn can call in some of his engineer pals, for starters. Anyway, none of that's important, since you've already got the one agent you need to turn this team into an elite fighting force again -- me!" you say, pointing a thumb towards yourself.

Winston laughs. "Thanks, Seeker. Maybe you're right. For now, Athena's monitoring the satellite -- if it picks up anything, she'll let everyone know."

(Continued)
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>>1214860

The Watchpoint is hollowed out of a series of limestone cliffs that face the Mediterranean. Above the metal and concrete of the base, you spend some time exploring the rock faces of the cliff, searching for somewhere you can get some privacy and think. Eventually you find a little alcove in the cliff above the radar station, a rocky crevice with just enough room for you to squeeze in and sit down. You can still see the radar dish and comm tower from up here, but you should be hidden from anyone on the ground.

You look out over the turbulent sea, the chaos of waves tossed by the wind, and you think about ...

>Your position on the team. How did you end up being the one making decisions? How are you going to handle it?
>Your enemies. Talon, Anubis, and now Vishkar. What are they scheming?
>Your old flame. Pharah. What is she up to? What would she think about all this?
>Your family. You haven't thought about them in a long time. What are they up to now?
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>>1214993
>>Your enemies. Talon, Anubis, and now Vishkar. What are they scheming?
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>>1214753
>Those ID pictures

Overwatch had a really lax standard for what construed an appropriate ID pic.
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>>1214993
>Your family. You haven't thought about them in a long time. What are they up to now?

BACKSTORY NAO
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>>1214860
>Your enemies. Talon, Anubis, and now Vishkar. What are they scheming?
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>>1214993
>>Your enemies. Talon, Anubis, and now Vishkar. What are they scheming?

>>Your family. You haven't thought about them in a long time. What are they up to now?
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>>1214993
>Your family. You haven't thought about them in a long time. What are they up to know?
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>>1214993
Actually, hold on, changing my vote to
>>1215013
>>Your family. You haven't thought about them in a long time. What are they up to now?
AND
>>Your enemies. Talon, Anubis, and now Vishkar. What are they scheming?
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>>1214993
>Your position on the team. How did you end up being the one making decisions? How are you going to handle it?
Appropriate, considering what's been happening and been thought recently.
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>>1214993
>>Your position on the team. How did you end up being the one making decisions? How are you going to handle it?
>>Your enemies. Talon, Anubis, and now Vishkar. What are they scheming?
>>Your old flame. Pharah. What is she up to? What would she think about all this?

We've certainly got a lot to think about, don't we?
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>>1215011
>>1215014
>>1215016
>>1215017

Family it is. Short break, then writing.
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>>1215072

Soundtrack: Cranberries - Ode to my Family
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMgEc3aaP80

You let yourself think about your family. Usually you push this subject away, but you allow yourself a few minutes this time. The first time in a while.

Where are they right now? What are they doing?

Dad is probably doing the same thing as usual. Holed up in his workshop, toiling away on his latest project, mostly oblivious to events in the world outside the tower. Barely stopping to eat or drink. His lab coat will be ruffled, like he's slept in it, which he probably has. His hair was thinning, last time you saw him. You wonder how much, if any, he has left of it now.

He was always obsessed with his work. His corporate overlords at Lucheng Interstellar expected a great deal from him. But that was never a problem for him. He wanted the toil and the struggle, to pit his brain and engineering skills against ever more challenging obstacles. You always liked him, but it was tough to connect with him. You remember being a kid, trying to get his attention, when all he could think about were plasma wave antennae or thrust-to-weight ratios.

Mother ...

Mother is probably in a meeting somewhere. Sitting in a comfortable chair in a dark room, her and the other executives around a table. Maybe talking with a Vishkar rep via highly encrypted video, asking them how they let their "Brazil problem" get so out of control.

You wonder when the last time was that she and dad talked to each other.

Your mother must have loved your father at some point. She must have, or she never would have married him. Borne a child for him. Executives almost never marry outside their class. Why would they, when they can further ties with other corporations?

Executives often treat the marriages of their sons and daughters like the princes and princesses of old: useful tools for creating strategic alliances. Certainly not for something as base as feelings. So when a young, ambitious executive married an astronautical engineer, it was an act of defiance.

Your mother's career was barely hampered, in the end. A woman of her drive still rose to the top, ascending on ambition and cold-hearted cunning. Somewhere along the way she lost something. The woman you and your father loved ... what happened to her?

Where did it all go so wrong?

You grew up alongside ...

>An older brother. Strong, reliable, steadfast.
>A younger sister. Bratty, playful, brilliant.
>A dog, and the drones. You were an only child, the scion of the family.
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>>1215304

>An older brother. Strong, reliable, steadfast.
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>>1215304
>A dog, and the drones. You were an only child, the scion of the family.
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>>1215304
>A younger sister. Bratty, playful, brilliant.
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>>1215304
>An older brother strong, reliable, steadfast.
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>>1215304
>A dog, and the drones. You were an only child, the scion of the family.
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>>1215304
>An older brother. Strong, reliable, steadfast.
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>>1215304
A younger sister.
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>>1215304
>A dog, and the drones. You were an only child, the scion of the family.
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>>1215304
>A dog, and the drones. You were an only child, the scion of the family.
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>>1215304
>>A younger sister. Bratty, playful, brilliant.
switching my vote
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Vote is currently 3-3-4 in favor of just a dog. I'll give you 10 more minutes to hash this out.
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>>1215304
>A younger sister. Bratty, playful, brilliant.
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anyone on the fence like I was and need help picking
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>>1215378
I'm going to call it there for "just a dog" since it reached 4 votes first. Sorry new guy. >>1215386

Writing.
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>>1215304
>A dog, and the drones. You were an only child, the scion of the family.
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>>1215402
Guess I was late. Whoops
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>A dog, and the drones. YOu were an only child, the scion of the family.
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>>1215304
>>A younger sister. Bratty, playful, brilliant.
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>>1215418
wow guys, way to pick the most boring option.
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>>1215432
I disagree, this option can provide drama. For instance we find out our mom has put a bounty for our return to her, as she is nearing death and we are the only child. I would be willing to go with the older brother so that we have a corporate foil, but this also offers up the whole "it's not a phase Mom" angle.
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>>1215441
That literally has nothing to do with having a sibling or not.

The only drama that can come from this choice is if our parents sent our dog to the farm upstate.
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>>1215464
Don't be so close minded anon.
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>>1215464
False, having a sibling would give Mummy dearest an out. If we had a sibling, they would be the scion, not us. This way is more interesting to me anon.
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>>1215304
>An older brother. Strong, reliable, steadfast.
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>>1215475
That whole scenario is resting on a whole lot of assumptions.
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>>1215464
Well if we had a sibling, they would be the one expected to continue the legacy, while we're the "fuckup". But if we didn't then they need us to not be a "fuckup" in order to continue the family right,
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>>1215475
That's assuming they're still among the living Dun Dun Duunnnn!
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>>1215481
The scenario that our mother is on her deathbed and sends people after us to retrieve us. Which is dumb, anyway.
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>>1215484
It doesn't literally have to be her deathbed anon. Also the whole bratty little sister concept is way over done.
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>>1215484
Yeah, but she could still send people to get us to stop being an embarrassment and a black mark on her corporate record.
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>>1215492
She could still do that if we had a sibling as well.
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>>1215503
Fair enough, I just disagree with you that this is the least interesting of the options. I also believe that if we are the only child, the family focus will go more toward Mum and Dad. Conservation of detail and all that.
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I know I have not really commented on this convo but a pauper prince story is fine too since their aren't a lot of them in quest
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>>1215402

You grew up alone, with just a dog and the drones. You were an only child, the scion of the family. A lot of executives just have a single child, putting all their efforts into raising one precious little heir, raising them to fulfill their special destiny. You were one of them, without any siblings to take the pressure off.

You remember the countless hours of studying the executive curriculum: mathematics, history, psychology, social and personal manipulation techniques that would make Machiavelli proud. The interminable lessons -- etiquette, piano, fencing -- actually, that last one was pretty good. That's where you first learned how to use a sword, from the "dancing master" employed by your mother.

It wasn't an easy life, but Rusty the Corgi tried his best to help you through it. He was a good pal for a lonely boy like you. Mother wanted to get rid of him a few times after he ruined one too many expensive carpets, but that was one of the few subjects your dad would stand up for you. Mother would eventually stop shouting, and you'd take Rusty off to some dark corner, hugging him and telling him everything would be okay, while he licked the tears from your face.

The drones did their best to help, too. You had nicknames for all of them. There was, let's see -- Butlertron, Zips, Mr. P, Noodle Monster -- and Evey. They were only programmed with so much intelligence, what with AI being illegal by international law and everything. But they had personality, or at least enough for a child to invest one in them. They were like the downstairs servants of the house, centered around their service to the young master. You.

You wonder what happened to those drones. Did mom and dad keep them around, after you left? Did they send them to the recycling heap, get a new set of house drones? You tell yourself that they weren't really alive, that drones don't possess the sentience of Omnics. Still, the thought of your old friends being scrapped and dismantled like tools past their usefulness is saddening. Maybe Dad held onto them in storage somewhere.

You stand up and stretch. Enough of this reminiscing about your family. You're making yourself depressed, and you've got enough on your mind as is. It's another day at the Watchpoint, and although you're not sure how you ended up as the unofficial leader of a group of globe-trotting clandestine vigilante commandos, you're damn sure going to do your best at it.
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>>1215522
>Corgi
Shit dog taste.
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That's all for tonight, anons. I'll return sometime over the next few days with a new thread. Stay tuned to my discord or twitter for updates. Thanks for playing Overwatch Quest.
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>>1215527
Get the fuck out of here

>>1215529
Thanks for running
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>>1215529
thanks for running
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>>1215529
Good run, Raven, except for anons deciding that siblings suck. And corgis. A radioactive corgi killed my parents, don't you know?
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>>1215464
You're not very imaginative.
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>>1212551
>self aware colony secret project
>the only leader who cannonicaly kept her morality in check instead of going full muh science mode
>one of the few who tried to restore peace in the colony ship
Miriam was right
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>>1202417
Zenny
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>>1202417
Mei
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>>1202417
Mei is bae.
Best hips
Best ass
Best chub
Best giggle
Best sense of humor
BEST




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