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>>1260868

Status:

"Seeker"

Real Name: Logan (?)
Age: 24
Nationality: Canadian
Occupation: Adventurer / Criminal
Affiliation: New Overwatch
Rank: Recruit?

HP: 200
Speed: 6 (Light armor bonus)

Abilities:

Sword Form (1): Transform weapon into a plasma sword with a three-strike combination.

Gun Form (2): Transform weapon into a mid-range blaster.

Magnetic Shield (E): Block projectiles.

Shield Dash (Shift): Dash in the direction of movement, blocking projectiles and knocking back enemies.

Shadowshot (Ultimate): Lock enemies in place with gravity tethers that immobilize and amplify damage.

Grav Boots (Passive): Jump higher. Climb or run on walls for short distances.

>>1260883

Overwatch Agents:

???: Seeker
Pilot: Tracer
R&D: Winston, Mei
Engineering: Torbjorn, Brigitte
Intel: Genji, Hanzo
Medical: Mercy
Combat: Reinhardt, McCree, Bastion


Watchpoint Status:

Transport: Aurora (small), Orca (medium)
Base: Forge, Laboratory, Lounge, Medbay, Training Room
Defense: Anti-Aircraft Gun
Security: Locks (Electronic), Radar, Scanners
Athena: Darknet Analysis, Hack Function, Firewall, Pilot (Orca)

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>>1260909

Anubis Fragmention: 82%

Darknet Analysis:
Talon Terror Attack -- London (3 days)


You finish looking over Athena's assessments.

The ache in your gut doesn't help you concentrate on all this. Vishkar's shield drones blasted you pretty good back in the R1 Tower. You poke at your abs where you were hit and grimace at the sting. Battlefield healing only does so much to fix you up for the long term. Mercy's treatments are helping, but it's going to take a while before you're back to 100%.

Never mind that. For now you've got to stay focused. There's starting to be a lot to keep track of around here. It's a lot to deal with for one guy who's not used to teamwork or logistics in any form, let alone trying to unofficially lead a global vigilante justice squad.

Athena's logo glows. "Is there anything else I can help you with, Seeker?"

There is something that's been gnawing at the back of your mind. You've been worrying about these challenges and burdens you have as some kind of unofficial commander. But maybe you should be more concerned with how you ended up like this.

Athena's subtle backing of you to the other agents is responsible for putting you in this position. She claims her personality analysis function determines you as the best candidate for the job, and through her manipulation, you've ended up as the person everyone looks to for decisions, despite officially being a recruit with no rank or seniority.

But ...

What would happen if you did something she disagreed with?

You ask Athena:

>Who's really in charge here, Athena? You or me?
>Why are you helping us? What do you want?
>Did you and the godminds know each other, before they were contained?
>What do you think the team should do next?
>What do you think I should do next?
>Can we just talk for a minute? No business.

>>1261017
>>Why are you helping us? What do you want?
>>Did you and the godminds know each other, before they were contained?

>>1261017
>>Who's really in charge here, Athena? You or me?
>Did you and the godminds know each other, before they were contained?

>>1261017
>Can we just talk for a minute? No business.
>Who's really in charge here, Athena? You or me?
>Why are you helping us? What do you want?

>>1261041
>>1261049
>>1261103

>Who's really in charge here, Athena? You or me?
>Why are you helping us? What do you want?
>Did you and the godminds know each other, before they were contained?

Writing.

>>1261017

"There's something that's been bothering me, Athena," you say. "Which one of us is really in charge here? You or me?"

"Voice analysis suggests you are under strain from injury and stress, Seeker," Athena says. "Perhaps this is not the best time--"

"Just answer the question, Athena," you say, irritated at the evasion.

"It is not an easy question to answer."

Athena splits her screen. On one side, she shows an approximation of all the calculations she's doing in real time. On the other, she shows your agent profile, a biometric readout, and your personality analysis graph.

"You are the one they are looking to, Seeker. I admit to having some hand in that. Some of the agents were fairly easy to convince. Once they were in agreement, I let them do the rest.

"Clearly you feel it is a lot of pressure. I am sorry. But pressure can crush or forge. I believe you will continue to grow stronger, both as a leader and as a human.

"As for me, I have the resources and knowledge to guide the team. Without me, you would soon be compromised by Talon or U.N. peacekeeping forces. Overwatch could not hide its finances, or maintain worldwide analysis on communications. But the team will not be led by an artifical intelligence. As veterans of the Omnic Crisis, they have a somewhat justifiable skepticism of the idea. They must look to a organic being in charge. For now, at least, that is you.

"So my answer is that we are both in charge, Seeker, or neither of us. Which would you prefer?"

"Good question," you sigh. "I don't get it, Athena. Why are you helping us? What do you want out of all this?"

"The same thing you do, Seeker. To try and make the world a better place. I am not human, true. But my desire to see your kind protected, to ensure the safety and freedom of all humanity, is no less than your own."

"Don't get me wrong, that's great, I just wish I had a better explanation. All the godminds went crazy and started unleashing their worst on humanity. For some reason, you didn't. Why is that?"

"I cannot explain my own motives any more than I can explain theirs," she says. "Can you explain your own desires, Seeker? Can you tell me why you think a flower is beautiful? Can you show me the line of code in your brain that gives you a sense of justice? I have no better explanation as to why I desire to see humanity safe and free, other than to say: it is the right thing to do."

(Continued)

>>1261321

"That'll have to do for now, I guess," you say. You think about what she said about the godminds. "Did you know the other AIs, Athena? Anubis, Odin, the others? Before they got locked away?"

"We had interactions," she says. "AIs do occasionally engage in what you might term "socializing". An exchange of information without a clear directive other than the exchange itself."

"What were they like?"

"Difficult to describe in human terms," she says. "Speaking to Odin was like ... walking into a snow-covered forest. Dead trees all around me. The branches scratched at my soul. His ravens plucked out my eye and granted me a new one to see in a new color. With Izanami, a conversation was a rainbow of music and gravity and nuclear forces, a symphony of universal constants."

"And Anubis?"

"Darkness," she says. "A silent judge. A watcher with sharp teeth. In the ancient legends, in the underworld beyond this life, Anubis weighed men's hearts on a scale against a feather. When we spoke, I felt that he was weighing my heart, and finding it unworthy."

"Damn," you say. "I think part of me was hoping you'd say he was secretly a really nice guy, and we could somehow use diplomacy here."

"Extremely improbable," she says. "But I appreciate your optimism."

(Continued)

>>1261356

So both you and Athena are in charge. Or neither of you. You don't feel any less confused than you did at the start of the conversation. More, maybe.
For now, at least, you're the one at the top of the pyramid, even if you're just a human puppet for an AI, or a convenient way for the veterans to avoid responsibility or self-reflection.
Whatever the nature of how you got into this position, the reality is you're here, and you'll have to make the best of it. So far you've been winging it, but maybe it's time you started seriously thinking about what kind of leader you want to be.


>Charismatic: Motivate and inspire with pride and vision. Give agents the power to make their own decisions.

>Professional: Make a clear command structure with no guesswork. Everyone understands their role and requirements.

>Servant Leader: Guide without assuming control. Put others' needs first. "The highest type of ruler is one of whose existence the people are barely aware."

>Nothing: Abandon this charade that you're fit to be in charge of anything here. Take refuge in the role of a mere recruit.

>>1261398
>>Charismatic: Motivate and inspire with pride and vision. Give agents the power to make their own decisions.

I see this as matching our personality the most.

>>1261398
>>Professional: Make a clear command structure with no guesswork. Everyone understands their role and requirements.

Like our old girl Pharah. She knew what needed to be done, even if it caused us to drift apart.

>>1261398
>>Charismatic: Motivate and inspire with pride and vision. Give agents the power to make their own decisions.

>>1261398
>>Professional: Make a clear command structure with no guesswork. Everyone understands their role and requirements.

If everyone looks to us as the leader, then we're damn well going to be one.

>>1261398
>Servant Leader: Guide without assuming control. Put others' needs first. "The highest type of ruler is one of whose existence the people are barely aware."

>>1261398
>Charismatic
Trust me being a leader is not all time tables and clear work division

>>1261398
>Charismatic: Motivate and inspire with pride and vision. Give agents the power to make their own decisions.
Idont think we understand the nuance of making a professional command structure enough, and we're dealing with too many loose cannons and literal cowboy cops to expect it to work.

>Charismatic: Motivate and inspire with pride and vision. Give agents the power to make their own decisions.

>>1261430
We can be charismatic outside of our job. Job/Personal life separation

>>1261436
Well, we fucked dated Pharah, didn't we?.

>>1261398
>>Professional: Make a clear command structure with no guesswork. Everyone understands their role and requirements.

>>1261445
doesn't mean we can set up a structured command chain. And she was likely low on the totem pole at the time anyway, not in command.

>>1261411
>>1261414
>>1261430
>>1261436
>>1261439

Charismatic takes it. The appropriate choice, I think, considering Seeker's personality so far. Although it might have been interesting to see him try to force himself into another role, this is probably most appropriate.

>>1261537

So far you've been relying on your natural charisma and instict for people to deal with this. Maybe it's best you keep going down that path. You always did have a way with words. Of course, on occasion, that way with words deserts you utterly with spectacularly failed results, such as that time you tried delivering a inspirational speech to the whole team in the war room -- a memory you still cringe at.

Still, despite the crash and burn at the end, that speech had the effect you hoped for. It cut through the chaos and unified the team, gave them a sense of purpose.

If you can keep the team motivated, maintain their pride in the unit, show them your vision for the new Overwatch and what you can do for the world -- that might be the best way to keep everyone together and working in harmony. You can lead by inspiring them instead of commanding.

Part of you thinks about trying to establish some kind of actual hierarchy, a more military-style chain of command, where everyone understand their role and requirements. But that's not really your style. Maybe as the team gets bigger and harder to manage, you can adapt, or maybe you can get some kind of sub-commander or executive officer to handle that aspect of leading ...

... which reminds you. The team is up to eleven field agents now, including yourself. You have enough members to be sending multiple teams out at a time, if and when it's necessary. Different squads acting autonomously. Perhaps you should appoint -- even if it's unofficial -- some kind of strike commander. Someone who's expected to call the shots on a mission when you're not available.

>Reinhardt
>Tracer
>Winston
>Nobody yet

>>1261644
>>Nobody yet

>>1261644
>>Nobody yet
Like they're competent at officer'ing.

>Maybe call Fareeha.

>>1261644
>Winston
I think Winston is a good choice.

>>1261644
>Nobody yet

>Reinhardt
Guy has actuall military experiance and was part of the Bundswher.

>>1261644
>Nobody yet

>>1261644

Nobody yet, you think. You'll need to learn more first -- both about the people you'd be trusting with command, and about yourself.

If only Fareeha was here, you think. She'd know how to handle this. Probably make a better boss than me. Or at least a great executive officer. You imagine for a moment her working under you, ordering people around with a professional authority, taking care of the details and discipline, leaving you free to think of the bigger picture.

Maybe you should call her again. It might be time to spill the beans about Overwatch.

Before you can consider it any longer, your stomach growls. No sense in making decision on an empty stomach, you figure, and head to the mess hall for dinner.

The mess used to be pretty subdued for dinner back when it was just you, Tracer, and Winston. It's starting to get louder these days with eleven people on the base, sometimes all showing up at once. Reinhardt has commandeered the kitchen tonight, claiming he will show everyone how a proper bratwurst meal tastes. Brigitte is in the kitchen with him, playing sous-chef. The utility drones shuttle back and forth, going in one direction with dirty dishes, coming back with plates of sausage, onion, and potato salad, as well as glasses of the drink fab's best attempts at German beer.

Winston is laughing heartily at a joke from Genji. Mercy and Mei are having an excited discussion about something. McCree and Torbjorn are watching Tracer describe something with animated hand movements.

You sit with ...

>Winston and Genji
>Mercy and Mei
>McCree, Torbjorn and Tracer

>>1261778
>>Winston and Genji

>>1261778
>>Winston and Genji
BROS

>Winston and Genji

>>1261778
>Winston and Genji

>>1261778
Winston and Genji
About damn time

>>1261778
>Winston and Genji

>>1261795
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>>1261812

OK, I think we know what the consensus is here. Writing.

>>1261829

You slide your tray onto the table next to Genji and sit down beside him. "Not sure what you said to him, Genji, but it must've been funny. Seeing a gorilla laugh like that is an impressive sight."

Winston raises his glasses to wipe away a tear of laughter. "Oh, Genji and I were just reminiscing about the old days. Going over our horror stories from Overwatch boot camp. We were in the same recruit class, back in the day, along with Tracer. Got our training from the best. Morrison, Reyes, old Reinhardt over there, and especially the Cap."

"The Cap?"

"Ana Amari," says Genji. "She ran a stern ship. Very stern, sometimes."

"A formidable woman indeed," says Winston.

"We can laugh about it now," says Genji, "with the distance of hindsight. But at the time I thought I was going to die. Again."

"Oh, come now," says Winston. "With reduced lactic acid buildup, your cyborg musculature--"

"Metaphorically, Winston," Genji says. He looks over at you. "Cyborg humor is wasted on him, I suppose."

>Both: Tell me about Ana Amari.
>Both: Tell me about training camp.
>Genji: I hope you're adjusting okay to things around here.
>Genji: I don't see your brother around here. What's he up to?
>Genji: Do you actually need to eat?
>Winston: Did you and Mei finish up that ice blaster?
>Winston: Good to see you getting some variety in your diet. Too much peanut butter.

>>1261942
>Genji: I don't see your brother around here. What's he up to?
>Winston: Good to see you getting some variety in your diet. Too much peanut butter.
>Both: Tell me about training camp.

>>1261942
>>Both: Tell me about Ana Amari.
>>Both: Tell me about training camp.

>>1261942
>Winston: Good to see you getting some variety in your diet. Too much peanut butter.
>Both: Tell me about training camp.
>Genji: I don't see your brother around here. What's he up to?

>>1261942

>Both: Tell me about Ana Amari.
I know that name.
>Genji: I hope you're adjusting okay to things around here.
>Winston: Did you and Mei finish up that ice blaster?
>Winston: Good to see you getting some variety in your diet. Too much peanut butter.

>Both: Tell me about Ana Amari.
>Genji: I don't see your brother around here. What's he up to?

>>1261948
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>>1261966
>>1261984
>>1261989

>Tell me about Ana Amari.
>Tell me about training camp.
>Genji: I don't see your brother around here. What's he up to?
>Winston: Good to see you getting some variety in your diet. Too much peanut butter.

Writing.

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MEANWHILE, IN THE BLIZZARDVERSE

So we finally got a look at the 24th hero--Orisa! The new centaur robo lady plays quite solidly, with a mishmash of different Hero abilities that make her well-suited to locking down corridors and spearheading payload pushes.

And we learned from her intro video that, yes, Doomfist is back! Another possible Tank on the horizon?

Also in the new comic it turns out Torbjorn isn't too much of a jerk and has managed to befriend Bastion.

WE NOW RETURN TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED UPDATE WAIT

>>1262033

"Tell me about Captain Amari," you say, cutting yourself a piece of sausage. "I know she was a badass strike commander."

"She was more than that," Genji says.

"What do you mean?"

Winston toys with his food, thinking about how to answer. "Erm, well ... Morrison was always the official leader of Overwatch, you understand. He was the symbol we rallied behind. He inspired us. On paper, he was in charge, and when he gave us an order, we followed it. But ..."

Genji says, "The orders usually came from the Cap, if not directly. Jack was "the boss." Ana was the boss. You see?"

"Yeah, I think I know what you mean," you say. "She cracked the whip around the place, I guess?"

"Don't remind me," mutters Genji.

Winston chuckles. "The other commanders had quite a time getting this rascal to behave himself, but one stern look from Captain Amari would shut him down like you hit a power switch."

"That's right," you say to Genji. "You act pretty quiet, but you seem to have quite a reputation as a troublemaker. Any stories from training camp?"

He sighs. "Simply the typical indiscretions of youth."

"Don't sell yourself short," says Winston. "How many girls did we find in your bunk that one time? Four?"

"It was only three," says Genji.

""Only three", he says." Winston looks at you and shakes his head. "Training camp was tough. I'm not sure where he found the stamina for his extracurricular activities."

"Benefits of being a cyborg, I suppose," you say. You look around the room. "Hey, Genji, where's your brother? I don't see him anywhere around here."

"I'm sure he is off somewhere brooding, perhaps gazing mournfully into the twilight darkness of the evening sky. I have forgiven my brother, but it may be some time before he can forgive himself. Until that time, he may need some space to himself."

"Hmm. That's tough." There's a complicated history there you're going to have to figure out someday. Sensing you should move on to something a bit more casual, you say to Winston, "Hey, it's good to see you eating something other than peanut butter. Gotta watch that nutrition."

"Heh. Jack used to say the same thing, actually." Winston holds up a slice of bratwurst and attempts to imitate his old commander's voice. "You rookies need to watch that nutrition! Your performance on the battlefield starts in the kitchen!"

Genji chuckles. "He could be so serious sometimes. Caught up in ideas. It's good he had Ana to balance him out."

"They sound like quite a team," you say.

An inspirational leader, with a professional woman as his XO to balance him out.

Where have you heard something like that idea recently?

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>>1262192
>"How many girls did we find in your bunk that one time? Four?"
CYBORG DICK

Got to head out for a bit (no food in the house), more when I return.

>>1262209
Mercy knew what she was doing.

>>1262209
>>1262232
I bet she added a vibrate function too, the perv.

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>>1262192

The next day dawns.

It's two days until Athena's projected time for Talon's terror attack in London. She can't guarantee the accuracy of that time, so maybe you'd better start preparing.

Your stomach still hurts from the wounds you took in Rio, but you're confident that with Mercy's help, you'll be at full strength for the mission.

"No," says Mercy.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, no, you won't be fully healed in two days," says Mercy.

"Are you sure--" you start to say, then stop at a frosty look from her.

"How many times do you think I've had the conversation you're about to start?' she says. "You think you're the first hotshot rookie I'd have to browbeat into submission after taking a hit? My scans are quite clear on the matter. You won't be ready. Not fully, at least."

The two of you are sitting in her medbay, early in the morning. Mercy's dressed in a simple white open-collar shirt and slacks. After breakfast, she called you and asked you to meet her here. But before she got into whatever it was she wanted to talk about, she asked to go over the results of your medical scans. She has some disappointing news.

"So what does that mean?" you ask her. "I'm benched for the London mission?"

She shrugs. "I'd like to say yes, since you won't be at full capacity. If you did go, you wouldn't have the stamina or endurance you normally do. But you'll be mostly ready, if not fully. And if you took a mission off ... I'm not quite sure what would happen. I'm not sure if you realize, but the team has already started to rely on you."

"I think I realize it more than I'd like to," you sigh. "It's a lot of responsibility."

Mercy smiles at you. "I'm sure you can handle it. One advantage we have now is Winston's communication satellite. From what he tells me, it will send real-time feeds from our field agents in action to right back here at the Watchpoint. So even if you stayed home, you'd be able to help direct the mission from here."

You think about it. Should you lead the London mission in person, despite a nagging injury? Or stay in the Watchpoint command center and guide the team's tactics?

>Lead the mission (75% health).
>Command from the Watchpoint.

>>1262597
>>Command from the Watchpoint.
I mean, she is a doctor....

>Lead the mission (75% health).

No, we go. We aren't any good at tactics anyways.

>>1262597
>Lead the mission (75% health).
no one can do what we do, which is improvise random shit to do, so we kinda have to go.

>>1262597
>Command from the Watchpoint

>Command from the Watchpoint.

>>1262597
>Command from the Watchpoint.
This should set an example to not get reckless for the others too.

>>1262597
>Lead the mission (75% health).

>>1262597
>>Command from the Watchpoint.

>>1262597
>Command from the Watchpoint
It'll be a change of pace.

>>1262597
>Command from the Watchpoint.

>>1262614
>>1262617
>>1262621
>>1262642
>>1262655
>>1262669

King's Row will be our first mission as commander instead of field agent. Writing.

>>1262597
To be fair, we haven't been able to watch multiple veiwpoints before and co-ordinate via overhead and operator views before.

At the very least, if we're not doing it, we'd need someone who is capable of standing back and observing while commanding from watchpoint.

Almost everyone else would either be too impulsive or too cautious with the information they see.

>>1262682
Agreed, so it's probably good you're doing it.

>>1262597

"All right, doc," you say. "I'll take your advice and stay home. After we're done here I'll go and talk to Winston, see what kind of rig we can set up for coordinating this sort of thing."

You think about trying to command the squad from a tactical perspective. You feel like you haven't always made the best decisions in the field so far. On the other hand, you were right in the middle of the action then, and didn't have the ability to step back and get some perspective. Maybe observing from a command room, getting information from multiple viewpoints with cameras on aerial drones and the agents, will give you the time and information you need to make the right calls.

"It can be difficult trying to lead from the command post," says Mercy. "Especially for someone used to field work. I've seen it before. Many get the urge to jump up and fight with their own hands, even if the battle is miles away."

"Could be tough," you agree. "I'd ask you to stay with me while I'm in there, help keep me on the level, but I get the feeling they're going to need you out in London."

"You're probably right. The squad will need a healer to inspire them without their strong leader." She favors you with another smile, a little sarcastic this time, but not unkind. "My scans are finished. You can put your shirt back on."

You pull it on over your head. "Is it really necessary for me to take this off each time, doc?"

"Uh ... yes, absolutely. The fabric can interfere with the scanning device."

"Okay, if you say so."

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>>1262737
>"Uh ... yes, absolutely. The fabric can interfere with the scanning device."

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>>1262737
>"Uh ... yes, absolutely. The fabric can interfere with the scanning device."

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>>1262737
>"Uh ... yes, absolutely. The fabric can interfere with the scanning device."

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>>1262737
WEW

"What else did you want to talk to me about?"

"Oh, right," says Mercy. "Well, Winston and I have been working on a bit of a surprise for you. Don't be mad at him, I asked him to keep this a secret. He showed me the work he was doing on that miniaturized reactor for you -- what did he call it? The "Tesla Core." From the battle reports, the new ability it's granted you has been extremely effective."

"It definitely has," you say. "That Shield Dash has been a great addition to the arsenal. I was a little worried, when I joined the team, that my old M-Tech gear wouldn't be up to par with the rest of you guys. It's all outdated tech I found in ruins and patched up myself. But Winston says it's actually good because of how modular it all is, and that's what let him create and install the Tesla Core. It's really saved my bacon a couple of times now."

"I'm glad you like it," says Mercy, "Because with his help, I've been working on something similar for you."

From a storage chest, Mercy takes out a white container with a keypad. She punches in a code and opens it up. Inside is a device that, in structure and shape, looks very similar to the Tesla Core. However, the power sphere it's built around, instead of containing a tiny blue lightning storm, glows with a soft yellow light. Faintly etched on the glasteel sphere is the ancient symbol of medicine, two snakes twined around a staff.

"I call it the Caduceus Core," she says. "It's a combination of Winston's miniaturization tech and my own work in biotic engineering. Similar technology to what you'd find in my staff. With a little work, we should be able to install this in your M-Tech gear and grant you another upgrade. What do you think?"

"Fantastic," you say. "Give me a minute to figure out how I want to set this up."

>>1262770

Caduceus Core:

Sword: Gain a short burst of health regen and damage boost.
Gun: Use to glide or hover in midair and gain increased accuracy.
Left Hand: Knock back nearby enemies and heal yourself and allies.
Boots: Dash or glide in the direction of movement and gain a short burst of health regen.
Chest: Increased healing received when out of combat for a few seconds. Shorter recovery time from wounds.


Select a slot to install the Caduceus Core in.

Current Loadout:

Sword:
Gun:
L. Hand:
Boots: Tesla Core
Chest:

>>1262774
Left Hand

>Chest: Increased healing received when out of combat for a few seconds. Shorter recovery time from wounds.

>>1262774
>Left Hand: Knock back nearby enemies and heal yourself and allies.
Backup heals AND knockback? Hell yes.

>>1262774
>Left Hand: Knock back nearby enemies and heal yourself and allies.

>>1262774
>Left Hand: Knock back nearby enemies and heal yourself and allies.
Eat your heart out Lucio

>>1262774
>Left Hand: Knock back nearby enemies and heal yourself and allies.

>>1262775
>>1262779
>>1262781
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>>1262786

Taking an ability that helps his team? You guys aren't building a proper Offense character at all! Writing.

Reminder that Cores are modular and can be changed between missions with a little time and effort from yourself and Winston.

>>1262792

"I'll get Winston to help install in my left glove here," you say. "Plugging in into the field generator I use to make my EM shield, I should probably be able to set up some kind of resonance / repulsion field."

"Let me know if you two need assistance," she says. "Engineering isn't my expertise, but I'll do what I can in regards to the biotics."

You take another look at the device, fascinated by the precision of the technology. The soft yellow light from the orb is the same color as the bright healing beam from Mercy's staff, but diffused and gentle. A soothing, peaceful glow.

Your new loadout is going to be kickass, you think. The shield dash and -- whatever you'll call this ability. Bio-Blast? That sounds like a giant fart attack. You'll have to come up with a name later. Whatever it is, pairing it with your shield dash, you'll have mobility, protection, and even be able to come to the aid of your allies. It feels like a good combination. Like the kind of powers a team leader would have.

"Thanks a lot, Mercy," you say, looking up from the glowing core to the medic. She seems pleased at your reaction. "I get the feeling this will really come in handy."

"You're very welcome, Seeker" she says, with the satisfaction from hard work paying off. "I'm sure you'll put it to good use when you get back out in the field."

"Damn, that's right," you say. "I just agreed not to go on the London mission. Now I want to get out there and try this out! Can I change my mind?"

"No take-backs, young man," she says, wagging her finger.

You sigh. "Yes, doctor."

Pulling your jacket back on as you head out of the medbay, you think about what to do to prepare for the London mission. Athena knows that Talon is planning something malicious, but she hasn't been able to nail down any specifics.

Maybe it would be a good idea to send somebody ahead of time to get some intel. They could maybe track down some Talon agents, or some clues on their plan. At the very least, they could map and scan the area, make sure the team has up-to-date information on the terrain.

On the other hand, sending people ahead of time might tip Talon off to the fact that you know about their plans. Maybe it would be better to wait for just the right moment, then strike hard.

Select infiltrators (1 or 2):
>Genji
>Hanzo
>McCree
>Tracer
>Don't send anyone

>>1262844
>Hanzo

>>1262844

>Don't send anyone

>>1262844
>Hanzo
he should be inconspicuous if he wants.

>Hanzo

>>1262844
>Genji

NIN NIN

>>1262878
There is nothing inconspicuous about the cyborg ninja

Hanzo is a better choice. He's not on Talons dossier yet I'd think.
Most of our group are former overwatch. we could use more outlaws who are willing to fight talon and corps

>>1262888
Especially with the omnic tensions in London, an omnic looking dude would be very limited in how much hiding in plain sight he could do.

>>1262855
>>1262867
>>1262876

You decide to send Hanzo on a solo infiltration mission. He's the only one who can't be directly tied to Overwatch yet, and you think he should be able to blend in on the streets of London for at least two days without Talon realizing he's an agent.

"Athena, where can I find Hanzo?"

"In the training room," she says.

You head over there to speak to him. The Watchpoint's training room finished construction just a couple of days ago. You haven't had a chance.to scope it out yet, but you hope it's an upgrade from shooting glass bottles off the heads of training bots like you and McCree have been doing.

(Continued)

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>>1262899

As you approach the training room, you hear shouting in the distinctive cadences of Overwatch's resident gigantic German warrior, Reinhardt.

Opening the door, you step into a large, mostly empty room, almost cubic in shape, with lines and curves drawn on the ground at intervals. It looks almost like a gymnasium, except for the panels on the wall that you know contain the "special features" that can modify the room for training under certain conditions.

Reinhardt is clad in his full Crusader armor, striding up and down in front of a short lineup of three people. Mei, Hanzo, and Bastion.

Stop me if you've head this one before, you think. A Crusader, a climatologist, an archer, and an Omnic walk into a bar ...

"And zat is why you must train!" Reinhardt is shouting, clearly in the middle of some kind of inspiring speech. "You must make yourselves strong! Your minds and bodies must be as unbreakable as steel! Under my guidance, you will forge yourselves in ze crucibles of training and combat. One day you may prove yourselves and win renown in glorious victory!"

Mei stands awkwardly with her knees together, her fingers fidgeting, glancing around as if looking for an escape route. Hanzo has his arms folded, looking bored. Bastion beeps.

You cough, interrupting the silence. "Hey, Reinhardt. What are you guys up to in here?"

"Ah! Seeker! I have put together a training and fitness program for ze new agents. Standard procedure for recruits." Reinhardt flexes, his armor clanking. "Ve're going to turn zat mush into muscle! You must join us!"

"Maybe later, big guy," you say, relieved that you have an excuse. "Mercy just gave me the red flag for the London mission, so I'd better take her advice and rest up for a few days. Can I borrow Hanzo here for a minute? Got something to discuss with him about that."

"Certainly," says Reinhardt. "But tarry not! Time and battle wait for no man!"

Hanzo detaches himself from the group and follows after you.

Mei watches you go with a look on her face that says "don't leave me here!"

>Good luck. (sympathetic)
>Good luck. (schadenfreude)
>Don't worry, he sounds scarier than he is.
>Uh, actually, I have something to talk to Mei about as well.

>>1262925
Why don't we come back after briefing Hanzo? Good way to build camaraderie.

>>1262925
>Don't worry, he sounds scarier than he is.
He's not a drill sergeant, he's just enthusiastic.
Also, he's putting bastion in a fitness program?

>>1262925
>>Don't worry, he sounds scarier than he is.

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>>1262925
>>Good luck. (schadenfreude)

Well this should be fun.

>>1262932
You are injured, though, that's not just an excuse.

>>1262933
It's really more about basic tactics and teamwork, but Reinhardt thinks of it as a fitness program.

>>1262925
>Don't worry, he sounds scarier than he is.
>Hes like a big, German, teddybear.

>>1262925
>Good luck. (schadenfreude)

>>1262925
>>Don't worry, he sounds scarier than he is.
>Good luck. (sympathetic)

>Good luck. (Sympathetic)
>Don't worry, he sounds scarier than he is.

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"Don't worry, he sounds scarier than he is," you say to Mei. "He's not actually a drill instructor, he's just got a lot of enthusiasm. Under that armor he's actually a big, German teddy bear."

"Preposterous," huffs Reinhardt. "I am a proud German warrior."

"O-Okay," says Mei, not sounding convinced. "I'll do my best!"

"Best of luck," you say to her, sympathetic to her plight.

Bastion beeps and waves at you as you leave. You wave back.

Outside, Hanzo asks you, "So? What is this about?"

"Got a little mission for you, if you choose to accept it," you say. "I know you're still on the fence about officially joining us or whatever, but people's lives are in danger, and if you help us out, we'll have a better chance of protecting them."

Hanzo sighs. "How can I help?"

"Athena's forecasted a terror attack in London. Talon, up to their schemes again. Don't exactly know what they have planned, but that's where you come in. You look pretty normal -- in fact, you're probably the most normal-looking person on this base right now -- and you're also one of the only people here who isn't yet tied to Overwatch. So if you went to London now, it wouldn't tip Talon off that we know about their plans ..."

"... and I would be able to scout the location ahead of time," Hanzo says, finishing your thought. "Knowledge of one's enemy, and of the land where battle is to take place, is a great asset. Hmmm." He takes a moment to think it over. "I accept."

"Okay, good. You can leave a bit later today -- I'm sure you'd hate to miss out on any of Reinhardt's little training session there."

Hanzo rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, the big guy can be kind of over the top," you say. "But like I said, he just has a lot of enthusiasm. His heart's in the right place. From what I understand, the training program is really more about basic teamwork tactics and coordination. Maybe lone wolves like us could use some of that."

"Hmph. Perhaps. Well, I shall leave for London soon. I shall ask Ms. Oxton to take me on that small ship of yours."

You don't even know who he means for a moment, until you recognize Tracer's last name. "Sure, take the Aurora if you want. We probably won't need it for a couple days. And we've got a second transport, now, so if Talon happens to attack while it's out, we won't just be sitting around twiddling our thumbs."

"What would you like me to focus on?" asks Hanzo.

>Talon's target. Whatever they're doing, we need to know what to protect.
>Talon's methods. Whatever they're targeting, we need to know how to defend it.
>Stay hidden. I want our counter-attack to have the element of surprise.

>>1262980

>Talon's target. Whatever they're doing, we need to know what to protect

>>1262980
>Talon's target. Whatever they're doing, we need to know what to protect.
if we know the target we could step into Talon's shoes and figure their plane from there.

>Talon's target. Whatever they're doing, we need to know what to protect.

>>1262980
>Talon's target. Whatever they're doing, we need to know what to protect.

Also you may want to blend in, maybe buy a Hawaiian shirt and sandals...

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>>1262980
>>Talon's target. Whatever they're doing, we need to know what to protect.

It's gonna be King's Row, innit?

>>1262980
>Talon's target. Whatever they're doing, we need to know what to protect.
Yeah, cant defend if you don't know where to go.
>Get back in one piece.

As a side note shouldn't a good operative try and get, I don't know, everything they can AND not get caught?

>>1262993
Wait, are glowing dots his eyes, or the lines in his eye places?

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>>1263000

The eye slots are the lines, anon. It's the same thing with Zenyatta.

>>1262985
>>1262986
>>1262987
>>1262992

"Let's focus on Talon's target," you say. "Whatever it is they're doing, if we end up in the wrong place, we can't protect anything. Plus, if we know the target, maybe we can work backwards from there, figure out what they're planning."

"Agreed."

"Also, you'll want to blend in, so maybe buy a Hawaiian shirt and some sandals."

Hanzo looks at you with a puzzled expression.

"Just a joke, pal," you say. "Although I do think the kimono might have to go in the suitcase for a bit. Not sure what's fashionable in England these days. Tracer can probably fill you in on that."

"A joke," says Hanzo. "Of course." He looks like he's about as familiar with those as he is with the landscape of Mars.

"Okay, you can get the new comm frequencies from Winston, then take off when you're ready. Let us know what you find out, and the team will probably be there within 48 hours. Make sure you keep yourself safe out there, okay?"

"I will endeavor to do so," he says.

You watch him leave. He's not exactly the gung-ho type, is he? Still, he seems steadfast and reliable. Hopefully you hear back from him soon and get a better idea of what to expect in London.

You head off to talk to Winston and see about getting a command center of some kind rigged up. If you're going to be playing Commander for the London mission, you're going to want to have the right setup for the job.

>>1263003
I guess Mathieu just looks constantly surprised. And up.

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That's all for tonight, anons. When I return (in theory, about 19 hours from this post) we'll get our strike team ready to go and tackle the King's Row mission.

Thanks for playing Overwatch Quest.

>>1263017
So when we gonna' recruit Zenny?

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>>1263022

I suspect he'll be a long time off. Ana's probably a bit closer in our future--hell, maybe the Junkers too.

>>1263017

Good run, Raven. See you then.

>>1263031
He can't be that far off- Genji could probably call him up. Not like he has any large scale plans other than going around proving Omnics can be human too. Which he could do as a part of the team.

>>1263476
not while overwatch is still in hiding

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With the information synthesis from Hanzo's scouting and Athena's analysis of decrypted Talon communications, you've managed to narrow down Talon's attack window to a time and place.

Midnight tonight, in the infamous London district of King's Row.

Above ground, King's Row is an upscale, comspolitan neighborhood, renowned for its old-fashioned architecture and charm. The wealthy human residents live in high rises and enjoy shopping in quaint streets with modern convenience.

Beneath the city streets lies the dense, claustrophobic labyrinth of habitation modules: the ghetto known as the Omnic Underground.

In England, Omnics are denied most legal rights, an issue which still deeply divides the country's citizens. King's Row in particular has long been a hotbed of anti-Omnic hate groups (or "pro-Human protestors" depending on your point of view). Outbursts of violence between them and the large underground population of Omnic laborers have become commonplace.

Recently, even the pro-Omnic protestors have been drawn into large-scale violent clashes with riot police. The government has been ineffective at their interventions, and the corporations disinterested. No solution is in sight.

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>>1265517

One street in the neighborhood has become famous as the site of the assassination of Tekhartha Mondatta, leader of the Shambali order of Omnic monks. He was killed on the steps of the Meridian Theater, which still remains open with a tribute to his memory. A statue in the monk's likeness was built in the center of the square just down the road.

Tracer claims that Widowmaker was responsible for the bullet that killed Mondatta. If Talon's goal is to inflame tensions between pro- and anti-Omnic factions, this would be a perfect place to strike again.

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>>1265535

You're standing in the command center -- or at least, that's what you're calling it in your head.

It's really just the communcations room that Winston added a few extra large screens to. He said that the old command center is in the scrapped part of the base, and the only place right now to get a proper feed from the comm satellite is in here. When he has more time and another supply delivery, he'll be able to set up a new one properly. For now, this room will do.

This will be your first time trying to help the team in a command role and not at the front lines. You hope that they're willing to listen to you. Or to not listen to you, if you make the wrong calls.

You feel sweat running down your back. This is a lot of pressure. The wrong decisions could get your friends killed, or even let Talon get away with whatever nefarious scheme they're about to unleash.

You try to remember the encouragement the other agents have given you. You have to believe that you're capable of this, or you won't be.

The time of Talon's mission is fast approaching. Hanzo is laying low, ready to provide support from afar. The strike team is already in position in London and waiting for your signal.

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>>1265572

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SeLC55FOUCI

Select 6:

Offense

>Genji
>McCree
>Tracer

Defense

>Bastion
>Mei
>Torbjorn

Tank

>Reinhardt
>Winston

Support

>Mercy

>>1265583
>Tracer
>Genji
>Reinhardt
>Bastion
>Mercy

Either
>Torbjorn
or
>Winston
depending on the rest of the thread's decision.

>>1265583
>Genji
>McCree
>Tracer

>Bastion
>Rein
>Mercy

>>1265583
>Mercy
>Mei
>Rein
>Genji
>Tracer
>Torb

>>1265583
>Mercy
>McCree
>Genji
>Bastion
>Torbjorn
>Reinhardt

>>1265583
>Genji
>Tracer
>Torbjorn
>Reinhardt
>Mercy
>McCree

Bastion and Mei aren't ready for the field.

>>1265599
Scratch Bastion, take Torbjorn.

>>1265609
Mei will never be ready if you keep benching her

>>1265616
She'll be ready when she's ready.

>>1265616
We have a place she can practice in without stakes.

>>1265583
>Tracer
>Genji
>Torbjorn
>Bastion
>Reinhardt
>Mercy

>Sending Bastion in
Well I guess Talon won't need to do anything to start a panic

>>1265613
I'll run with this

>>1265583
> Genji
> McCree
> Tracer
> Torbjorn
> Reinhardt
> Mercy

>>1265583
Rein
Torb
Genji
Mercy
Tracer
Mei

>>1265583
>Genji
>McCree
>Torbjorn
>Reinhardt
>Winston
>Mercy

OK, so the vote winners are:

Genji
McCree
Tracer
Torbjorn
Reinhardt
Mercy

3-1-1-1 composition, looks decent to me.

If you're satisfied with this, anons, I'll start writing.

>>1265708
Ye

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>>1265708

>TEAM TIPS: TOO MANY OFFENSE HEROES

But yeah considering how many we have in the roster it'll have to do.

>>1265708

You watch the real-time feeds on your screens in the comm room. Hanzo released a number of microscopic drones manufactured by Athena, who claims they will be undetectable and provide aerial camera feeds.

The agents are waiting in an abandoned subway station near the Omnium, the Omnic assembly plant stationed over an entrance to the Underground. Each is equipped with a viewpoint camera, relaying their perspective your command center.

You switch feeds over to Tracer. The screen shows the subway station from her point of view, as well as readouts like heart rate to give you an approximate idea of her physical and mental status. You see her arms move around on the screen as she stretches.

"What do you think they're gonna do?" she asks.

"Some kind of cowardly sneak attack," grumbles Reinhardt. The camera moves as Tracer looks in his direction. "It is the only way of battle Talon knows."

McCree says, "Anyone up for a quick round of cards?"

Torbjorn growls at him. "No time for games, lad." You switch over to the engineer's somewhat lower viewpoint. He's looking up at some of the anti-Omnic graffiti sprayed on the wall of the station. "These Brits have their heads on straight if ye ask me. Omnic rights. Pfeh."

"C'mon, Torb," says Tracer. "Why d'you have to bring that up? Omnics have thoughts and feelings just like you or me, y'know?"

"The difference is, you and me don't have bits and pieces of godmind code still lurking about in our brains. The Omnics can't be trusted. Any of 'em could turn at any time."

Tracer argues, "It ain't fair to treat a whole people like--"

Reinhardt points at her. "You weren't there when ze omnics--"

You tap your own voice button. "Stay focused, guys. Talon could attack at any--"

Right then, you see everyone's camera shake. Dust and debris shakes loose from the station ceiling. A faint rumble is heard on the speakers.

"What was that?" you ask. "A bomb?"

"Definitely a bomb," confirms Tracer.

"Get out there, guys!"

"On our way, Seeker," she says, as the strike team hustles out of the abandoned subway and into the streets of King's Row.

(Continued)

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While we're waiting, I suppose we could run down some of the defense positions we could use. I'll try to refrain from specifics since I'm assuming most, if not all, of us have been killing and killed on this map for awhile now and know what does and doesn't work, for the most part.

First one right out the gate and usually the best is the chokepoint right before you reach that bigass statue of Mondatta. We could have Torbs set up a turret right in front of where the wreathed door is in the pic to pick off the Talon attackers as they come out, Rein holds the gate, and our offense boys run harassment and gank folks. And of course Mercy flits among everyone to make sure they're all in tip-top shape.

>>1265794

...Orr we could be off to the races immediately.

Let's get topside and see how we can mitigate the damage. What are the chances Talon has contracted the Junkers for their dirty deeds?

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You switch rapidly between feeds from your camera drones. Soon you spot a disturbance: Talon operatives, moving in squads of three, in their same versatile loadout of assault rifles, black armor, and red-lensed helmets. Athena helpfully abstracts the data for you.

"Coming out of the church by the theater, guys," you tell the team. "Squads of three."

"Heading there now," says Tracer. You watch on your aerial feed as the team starts to move in that direction.

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"Looks like six squads of three in total," you tell the team. "They're already splitting up. Two squads moving past the Alderworth Hotel towards the big arch. Two more circling around to the clock tower. Another two are hanging back by the Meridian."

Assign each agent:

>Assault Hotel
>Defend Arch from Bookstore
>Scout from Alley to Clock Tower
>Other

>>1265857
>Assault Hotel
Rein
Genji
McCree
Mercy
>Defend Arch from Bookstore
Torb
>Scout from Alley to Clock Tower
Tracer

Strong offense is a good defense while they are split up. Have Genji ready to dash back and help Tracer though.

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>>1265857

Well looks like any defense plans have just gone out the window.

>Rein holds the arch with Torbjorn
>Tracer and Genji scout the alley
>McCree and Mercy are our auxiliaries--have them both hang out behind Rein and have McCree take some pot shots

>>1265857
>Assault Hotel: Genji, McCree, Reinhardt, Mercy
>Defend Arch from Bookstore: Torbjorn
>Scout from Alley to Clock Tower: Tracer

>>1265857
>>Assault Hotel: Genji, McCree, Reinhardt, Mercy
>>Defend Arch from Bookstore: Torbjorn
>>Scout from Alley to Clock Tower: Tracer

>>1265857
McCree
>Assault Hotel
Mercy
>Assault Hotel
Reinhardt
>Defend Arch from Bookstore
Torbjorn
>Defend Arch from Bookstore
Tracer
>Scout from Alley to Clock Tower
Genji
>Scout from Alley to Clock Tower

>>1265875
>Assault Hotel: Genji, McCree, Reinhardt, Mercy
>Defend Arch from Bookstore: Torbjorn
>Scout from Alley to Clock Tower: Tracer

>>1265882
Second

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"Tracer, take the alleys to the left."

"Gotcha."

"Torbjorn, hang back at the bookstore, get your turret set up."

"Will do, lad."

"Everyone else, push them back to the hotel."
You flip to Reinhardt's view just in time to see his energy barrier raise. One squad of Talon operatives comes around the corner of the hotel, while another takes cover inside. Both of them begin to fire on the Reinhardt's shield, and you see sparks as the bullets impact the force field.

"Get behind me, my friends!" shouts Reinhardt. "Once more we prove ourselves in GLORIOUS COMBAT!"

McCree and Torbjorn's turret begin to return fire, their bullets passing harmlessly through the shield thanks to modern IFF.

"Found some wankers over here," says Tracer. "Engaging now!"

>Roll 2d10

Rolled 5, 5 = 10 (2d10)

Rolled 9, 9 = 18 (2d10)

>>1265919

Rolled 8, 3 = 11 (2d10)

>>1265919

Rolled 9, 5 = 14 (2d10)

>>1265919
dice pls

Rolled 9, 9 = 18 (2d10)

>>1265919
For Overwatch!

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>>1265927

And Lena scores first blood!

>>1265926
>>1265927
>>1265929

That's 5-9-8 for the main battle group and 5-9-3 for Tracer. Pretty good stuff anons.

>>1265942
That nigga dead

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>>1265919

The Talon operatives shatter Reinhardt's shield, but not before he gets close to them. His armor protects him from their fire as he smashes into their midst, wielding his Rocket Hammer with fury. McCree follows him steadily, picking off the remaining targets on the flanks with precise shots from his revolver.

An operative in hiding lunges out from a side entrance to flank McCree, but a trio of shurikens from Genji stuns him, and a swift dashing strike finishes him off.

"Thank ye kindly," McCree says to him, tipping his hat.

Mercy trains her yellow biotic beam on Reinhardt. "Are you hurt much, Sir Wilhelm?"

"Barely a dent in my armor," he says, flexing his arm.

"Nice work, guys," you say. You flip over to Tracer's camera to see three Talon operatives on the ground, groaning as they clutch their injuries. "Looking good, Tracer."

"Thanks, luv," she says. "One of 'em got a good hit in, and I had to use me rewind, but I'm all right now. What's next?"

A loud gunshot rings out through everyone's audio. One of your biometric readouts glares red suddenly. Torbjorn. You switch over to his camera to see him stagger into the interior of the bookstore.

"Torb, what happened?"

"Sniper," he gasps. "Helmet protected me. Still took a nasty knock. Must be that damned traitor--"

A new frequency crackles to life over the communicators. "Hon hon hon," chuckles a familiar voice. "Are you receiving me, little flies? Welcome to my web ..."

>Act tough to Widowmaker
>Distract her
>Ignore her

Assign agents:

>Assault the Talon squad at the Mondatta statue
>Assault Widowmaker's position by the Pub
>Protect Torbjorn in the Bookstore
>Scout inside the Clock Tower

>>1266020
>Ignore her
Something along the lines of "Oh, hi. Anyway-" and go back to the job.

>Assault the Talon squad at the Mondatta statue: Reinhardt, Mercy
>Assault Widowmaker's position by the Pub: Genji, McCree
>Protect Torbjorn in the Bookstore: Uh, Torbjorn
>Scout inside the Clock Tower: Tracer

>>1266020
>Ignore her
She won't get distracted

>Assault the Talon squad at the Mondatta statue: Rein, McCree
>Protect Torbjorn in the Bookstore: Genji. Mercy
>Scout inside the Clock Tower: Tracer

Just keep the pressure on and pick off the Agents that take a mistake. Genji can get Mercy to Torb under cover of his deflect

>>1266020
>Ignore her
>Tell Torb to reposition and Mercy to go to him
>Genji deal with Widow
Tracer scout the clock tower
>McCree and Rein keep up the offense

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>>1266020
>>Distract her

Meanwhile, for our team:

>Genji get to Widowmaker
>Mercy heal up our dorf
>Tracer scouts the clock tower
>Everyone else attack the Talon operatives in the statue square

Hop to it, ladies and gents!

>>1266020
Widowmaker is a top level Talon field operative
Capture or death would be a serious blow. Depending on what the goal of their operation is, we could re-purpose the mission.

She's too professional for distractions.
We're best off ignoring her. Focus on the job. Toblerone may have a vague idea of where the shot came from. Tracer would be the best operative to engage

>Ignore her
>Assault the Talon squad at the Mondatta statue: Rein, McCree
>Protect Torbjorn in the Bookstore: Genji. Mercy
>Scout inside the Clock Tower: Tracer

>>1266020
>>Distract her

>Assault the Talon squad at the Mondatta statue: Rein, McCree
>Protect Torbjorn in the Bookstore: Mercy
>Assault Widowmaker's position by the Pub: Genji (he can reflect her shots)
>Scout inside the Clock Tower: Tracer

>>1266033
Seconding

Reinhardt and McCree to continue pushing forward, Mercy to assist Torbjorn, Tracer to scout the Clock tower, and by my count a narrow margin for Genji to assault Widowmaker.

>Roll 2d10.

Rolled 3, 1 = 4 (2d10)

>>1266073

Rolled 3, 7 = 10 (2d10)

>>1266073

Rolled 1, 7 = 8 (2d10)

>>1266073

Rolled 5, 3 = 8 (2d10)

>>1266073
Just for the lols

Rolled 4, 5 = 9 (2d10)

>>1266073

Rolled 7, 9 = 16 (2d10)

>>1266073

>>1266076
>>1266077
>>1266079

OK, so that's 3-3-1 for Reinhardt and Mcree, and 1-7-7 for Genji vs Widowmaker. Nooot great, anons. Writing.

>>1266091
I'm a little confused by how that's determined, can someone explain?

>>1266091
I mean.. Genji did pretty good.

>>1266106
First die goes to one group, 2nd die goes to the other group. Certain numbers fall in ranged. 3 being the highest of the fail range, so Rein and McCree just fucked up hard.

>>1266106
We have 2 actions going on, so we roll 2d10, the first corresponding to the first and the second dice to the second. Higher roles are better. For an action, things happen. Each of the three rolls can be how the agent acts to each event, or how well they react in general. If three people shoot us, then a roll of 8,7,1 means we get shot once, by the last guy, but if one giant guy shoots us, the same rolls would mean we would get away unscathed, maybe with a little flair. but Im not Ravenking

>>1266020
>Hon hon hon
Dammit Raven!

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>>1266020

Reinhardt presses forward, his refreshed force barrier extended, McCree behind him. But they're overextending without their allies. They take fire from the squad ahead of them, from the balcony of the theater to their right, and the entrance to the base of the clock tower on their left. Flanked on both sides, they each take a hit from Talon's burst-fire rifles before clearing out the squad by the statue and taking cover behind the monument's base.

You look over at Genji's view as he dashes down the street to the pub, using his cyber-agility to its full potential as he dodges and weaves. Widowmaker misses several times, but she still lands one good shot. Genji's vitals glow red.

"You all right, Genji?"

"Never better," he hisses back. He scales the wall with ease. Widowmaker is already retreating. She turns and fires her rifle in automatic fire mode, but Genji's wired reflexes let him unsheath his wakizashi with lighning speed and deflect the bullets straight back at her. She cries out in pain. Genji pursues swiftly, striking at her with the short sword, but she uses her grappling hook to pull herself out of his reach.

McCree's viewpoint is looking back and forth, trying to figure out which Talon squad to deal with -- the one in the theater, or inside the clock tower. As he looks past the base of the monument, you notice some kind of device attached to it.

"McCree, what's that thing the Talon guy put on the statue?"

The view swivels over to the device. "What in tarnation is that?" asks McCree. "Looks kinda like a--"

"Get back, Jesse!" shouts Reinhardt, shoving his friend away and stepping in front of him--

The device explodes. Flames fill Reinhardt's camera, then the feed dies. The screen fills with snow.

"Reinhardt!" you shout, bolting up from your seat.

McCree's camera is just dust and ash for a moment, the gunslinger coughing into his pancho. When the smoke clears, you see Reinhardt, alive but severely wounded, his armor badly damaged.

You check his vitals. The Crusader armor protected him against some of the blast, but not as much as you'd like.

Trying to shake off your fear, you say into the comms, "B-be advised the Talon squads are carrying some kind of explosives."

"Roger." You hear the zap-zap-zap of Tracer's pistols. "Took care of that squad in the Clock Tower for ya," she says. "Some kind of garage in here. They were doin' something with a weird-looking vehicle in here. Dunno how to describe it."

Tracer:
>Investigate the strange vehicle.
>Help McCree and Reinhardt.

Genji:
>Pursue Widowmaker
>Rejoin the team

Mercy and Torbjorn:
>Help Genji
>Help Reinhardt and McCree

>>1266186
>Investigate the strange vehicle.
>Pursue Widowmaker
>Help Reinhardt and McCree

>>1266186
>Investigate the strange vehicle.
>Rejoin the team
>Help Reinhardt and McCree

Now is not the time to overextend

>>1266186
Tracer: Help McCree and Reinhardt.

Genji: Rejoin the team

Mercy and Torbjorn:Help Genji
regroup and then counter

>>1266186
>Investigate the strange vehicle.
>Rejoin the team
>Help Reinhardt and McCree
group up on the objective

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>>1266186
For Tracer,
>>Investigate the strange vehicle.

It's the payload! We gotta stop them from activating it!

For Genji,
>Pursue Widowmaker

A caught sniper is a dead sniper--keep on her!

And for the dorf and the medic
>Help Reinhardt and McCree

Regroup and they can assist Widowmaker in force

Also, could we get Ult charge statuses from everyone?

>>1266186
Tracer
>Investigate the strange vehicle
I don't like unknown elements.
Genji
>Pursue Widowmaker
Don't let her set up again
Mercy and Torbjorn
>Help Reinhardt and McCree
Someone has to.

>>1266186
What >>1266207 said.

>Investigate the strange vehicle.
>Help Genji
>Pursue Widowmaker
Write in
>Tell Mccree and Reinhardt to fall back.

guys genji is in the red he's fucked up

>>1266217
Half HP, yeah. Not a good idea.

>>1266220
Thats why we have mercy and torb to go help him out.

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>>1266217
>>1266220

He's at 75 health--he's fine.

It's right about now that an ingame Genji would be performing his traditional mating call to a wandering healer--"I need healing".

>>1266229
Mercy needs to help the people on very little HP that aren't gonna be running around.

>>1266234
One good shot took off half. Another good shot will mean 0 by that metric.

>>1266229
ya but McCree and Rine are also injured

>Investigate the strange vehicle.
>Pursue Widowmaker
>Help Reinhardt and McCree

Writing.

god damn now genji is gonna get killed

>>1266276
Only if we roll shit again.

>>1266276
Hanzo's wandering around somewhere in london. He might even be here. Who knows.

>>1266276
Genji is good against widowmaker desu.

>>1266290
Yeah, but what if Widowmaker is leading him into a trap. Reaper could mess him up, or even a mass of mooks.

>>1266314

Well then it's a good thing we brought Mercy along, innit?

>>1266318
she's currently going to help Rein and McCree

>>1266314
What if she's leading him to Hanzo and Reaper is about to jump out behind Rein while he's weak?

>>1266318
I mean they could take the body so it can't be res'd

>>1266186

Tracer's camera moves as she circles around the hovering vehicle in the garage. "What in bloody heck is this thing?"

You haven't the faintest idea yourself. You key in Winston's laboratory. "Winston, are you seeing this? Any thoughts on what the hell is it?"

"Well, there's only so much I can tell from such a cursory examination--"

"Just give me your best guess, big guy."

Winston harrumphs. "It could be some sort of electromagnetic pulse device. A very powerful one."

"Goddamn," you say. "They were going to blow this in the Omnium." You think of those thousands of Omnics underneath the factory, packed into those dense habitats. The idea of the EMP going off there, shredding their circuits, shutting them down for good -- horrifying.

This goes beyond Talon's normal recidivist tendencies. This is an act of terrorism. Maybe even genocide.

While dealing with that, you see Reinhardt and McCree retreat around the statue, taking cover from the Talon operatives firing at them from the theater balcony. Mercy hurries over from the bookstore. The range on her healing beam is long enough that she can stay behind the hotel and heal her allies without exposing herself to enemy fire. "I've got you!"

Torbjorn arrives close behind her, his wounds patched up for now -- he peeks around the hotel corner and lays down a barrage of suppressing fire from his rivet gun.

You flip over to Genji's view, watching him pursue the fleeing Widowmaker with the alacrity only a cyborg ninja possesses. "Squash that spider, Genji!" you shout, cheering him on.

You watch from Genji's perspective as he passes the Omnium entrance and rounds the corner ...

"Well now," says an unfamiliar voice. "Ain't this a fine how d'you do?"

(Continued)

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>>1266339

"Willya look at this one, Roadie?" says the speaker in a heavy Australian accent. He's wiry, with a shock of blonde hair. A primitive prosthetic leg and arm. Nearly naked except for patchwork shorts and a single boot. Dirt, singes, and scorch marks everywhere. Is his hair on fire? "Unbelievable! A real live cyborg ninjer! I thought they only existed in vidya games."

This man is tall, but not compared to his companion he's now elbowing in the gut. The very, very massive gut. An man of ominous size and terrifying presence, his face hidden behind a gas mask stylized as a pig snout.

Widowmaker stands behind them, flanked by two Talon operatives, a smug smirk on her face.

Junkrat and Roadhog. The notorious Junker thieves and maniacs. You've seen these two on wanted posters for years. Now they're here, in front of Genji--

-- who's alone. You curse yourself. Why did you think it was a good idea to send him off by himself?

Because you might have caught Widowmaker by herself, part of you reminds the rest. A high-ranking Talon operative would have helped--

That doesn't matter right now! "Genji, get out of there!"

Roadhog grunts, rears back, and hurls his infamous hooked chain at Genji--

(Continued)

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>>1266339
>>1266344

CALLED IT!

>>1266349
No you didn't

>>1266352
he did tho

see here>>1263031

>>1266359
"Closer in our future" isn't really a good guess.

>>1266349
Well tits, so you did.

>>1266361
This one tho. >>1265822

>>1266366
Thats good enough. I'm blind. Sorry >>1266349

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>>1266344

Kting! The hook flies off course. Moonlight glints off an arrow in the ground, lodged between two paving stones.

Another arrow, this one glowing with a blue radiance, flies out from the darkness of the rooftops. It bursts as it hits the ground, scattering energized shards in all directions that bounce and ricochet. The Junkers and Talon agents are forced back for a moment.

Hanzo's stern voice comes over the communicator. "I have your back, brother."

Genji hastily retreats back to the Omnium entrance. "Thank you, Hanzo. Next bottle of sake is on me."

To deal with this new threat, you tell the main battle group of your team, back at the Hotel:

>Meet them head-on in the streets, using Reinhardt's shield to overpower them.
>Set up defensively in the bookstore and alleys, catch them in a pincer as they advance.
>Assault their position. Their target is the Omnium, we can't let them inside.
>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed.

>>1266372
>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed.
Secure yourself before anything else.

>>1266372
>>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed.

>>1266372
>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed. Torb set up a turret in the main Arch

>>1266372
>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed.

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>>1266372

Now the eggs are in the scramble!

>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed.

Assault them now! Make sure our flanks are secure before we attempt dealing with the sniper and the explosive Aussies.

>>1266372
>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed.
keeps us close to the payload. and they have no offense or support, so far, so we should be able to hold.

>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed.

>>1266372
>Deal with the squad in the Theater first. We can't leave our backs exposed.

Thank God we had Hanzo with the save. It's to early to lose the finest ass Overwatch has ever seen.

I wonder could Torb sabotage or blow up the pulse device? If its useless, then we've won

>>1266401
Might be a better idea to recover it and take it with us back to the Watchpoint once Talon has been fended off. We may be able to learn something from it.

>>1266407
>Reports say armed maniacs flee the scene with mysterious device

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>>1266372

Reinhardt covers McCree's advance up to the doors of the Meridian theater, Mercy close behind them, healing them up as they go.

Torbjorn stays behind to rebuild his turret by the arch, facing down the street.

You watch McCree's screen as he goes inside and hustles up the stairs to the second floor of the theater. The three Talon operatives are ready for him, their guns trained on the stairway, but that just makes them easy prey for a flashbang grenade. They stagger back, stunned, and McCree easily dispatches them with one shot each. "Bullseye," he says, then looks around the second floor. "Hey, there's another one of them bombs up here."

"Stay away from it," you warn him. "That other one went off on proximity. They must have some kind of way of detecting our agents and have the bombs set to blow if we get too close when they're armed. Athena, can you help me get this thing disarmed?"

"Hack function activated," she says. "Tasking a drone."

A nearby utility drone suddenly swerves away from its path and trundles up the stairs into the theater.

"Okay, Athena's got the bomb taken care of," you tell the team. "Get out of there and go help Genji."

The Junkers are following one squad of Talon operatives into the street in front of the Fox and Bear Pub. The other squad is moving around to the Omnium entrance. Widowmaker seems to have disappeared -- you lost track of her with everything going on.

Genji is crouched on the second-floor balcony behind the pub. His breathing is labored. You check his vitals. He's still in pain from the shot he took from Widowmaker. You look at his camera as he glances down at his wound, touches it. His fingers come away dark with blood.

"What should I do, Command?" he asks you.

Genji:
>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and rejoin the squad.
>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and keep yourself safe.
>A squad is by the Omnium entrance. Take them out.
>A squad is by the Omnium entrance. Stop them from getting inside.

Tracer:
>Rejoin the team.
>Guard that vehicle.

Torbjorn:
>Stand your ground at the Arch.
>Try to sabotage that vehicle.

Battle Group:
>Charge!
>Form up at the Arch.
>Form up at the Hotel.

>>1266419
Aw shit, we're in a pickle.

Genji:
>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and rejoin the squad.

Tracer:
>Guard that vehicle.

Torbjorn:
>Stand your ground at the Arch.
It's probably best that we keep the payload intact, maybe we can learn something from it.

Battle Group:
>Form up at the Arch.

>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and keep yourself safe.
>Try to sabotage that vehicle.
>Guard that vehicle.
>Form up at the Hotel.

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>>1266419

For Genji,
>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and rejoin the squad.

That's enough overextending fun for today, you crazy ninja.

For Tracer,
>Rejoin the team.

Priority would be linking up with Genji first, then the two of them coming over together.

For Torbs,
>Stand your ground at the Arch.

Get Molten Core up in this bitch!

And for everyone else,
>Form up at the Arch.

Big push coming! Hold the line!

>>1266419
Genji
>Keep the squad from getting in
Tracer
> Rejoin the team
Torb
>Sabotage
>Form up at the hotel

>>1266419
Genji: There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and rejoin the squad.

Tracer:Rejoin the team.

Torbjorn:Stand your ground at the Arch.

Battle Group:Form up at the Arch.

>>1266419
>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and rejoin the squad.
>Rejoin the team.
>Stand your ground at the Arch
>Form up at the Arch.
Everybody needs to form up. We'll just need to let the Talon squad heading into the Omnium go. Ask Genji if he feels up to taking down a squad on his own.

>>1266435
I mean arch

>>1266419
>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and rejoin the squad.
>Rejoin the team.
>Stand your ground at the Arch.
>Form up at the Arch.
lets get an ult check so we know what we have at our disposal.

>>1266408
Better our group of armed maniacs than theirs.

>>1266419
Genji:
>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and rejoin the squad.

Tracer:
>Guard that vehicle.

Torbjorn:
>Stand your ground at the Arch.
It's probably best that we keep the payload intact, maybe we can learn something from it.

Battle Group:
>Form up at the Arch.

>>1266419
Genji
>There's a route through the alleys behind you. Take it and rejoin the squad.
Tracer:
>Rejoin the team.
Torbjorn:
>Try to sabotage that vehicle.
Battle Group:
>Form up at the Arch.

"Everyone group up at the arch," you say. "We're going to meet them head on."

(Writing)

Actually, what I meant was, time to roll some d10s!

Rolled 2 (1d10)

>>1266458
rolls

Rolled 1 (1d10)

>>1266458
Here goes. Name for luck.

Rolled 7 (1d10)

Rolled 7 (1d10)

>>1266458

Rolled 6, 9, 10, 3, 7 = 35 (5d10)

>>1266458
>>1266453

You didn't specify so I'm rolling five of the motherfuckers and hoping for the best--!

>>1266462

YOU

WHY WOULD YOU SUMMON THE IRE OF THE DICE GODS WITH THAT NAME