“ Well, you don’t exactly make it a point to talk about yourself, doc. “ He rolls his eyes. His body phases back in just so he can cross his arms over his chest. “ I wasn’t talking anything temporary… I want you to fix this, Moira. You made me like this, you can unmake me as well. “ —-

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" I have a feeling I'll never properly motivate you. Unless I drop a trillion dollars of gold on your head. " His form dissipates into mist. His voice comes again, disembodied. " Perhaps someday Akande will order you to help the common man. How will you react then? "

" A global crisis was happening, Siebran. And instead of fighting our hardest to end the crisis, instead of doing what was right... Jack wanted to abide by the rules of governments and borders. It drove me insane! " He bangs his hand on the table again, it pisses him off just to think about. ---

" What, are you telling me you can't fix me? Something that even the great Dr. Moira O'Deorain can't do? " He crossed his arms over his chest, a little huff coming from him. " I've lived with it for years at this point... so what's it matter anyway? "

" ...merkingdom? What the...? " And here he thought there were enough freaks inside of Overwatch... somehow he keeps finding more and more. " I am Reaper. Have you seen the news lately? Surely you've heard of the black-robed terrorist, hm? " A dark chuckle escaped from him as he finished---

THE UNIVERSE …wait what the fu-

“ I think the chocolate helps with the pain. Somehow. “ Bringing a hand to his head- and his hand promptly phasing through his head. Sighhh… “ I’m not smart enough to understand what goes on with me… but it pollutes… everything. “ He grimaces “ I want to be… free of this pain… “

“ You researching a way to put more chocolate in cookies? “ He chuckles horsely as he brings the glass through his mask to drink. “ God… I don’t even know what to think. I feel anger and pain all the time but my mind is just… well, fucked. “

“ Part of me wonders what you’ve been researching for so long… “ He sighs. Grabbing the whiskey from her, setting it on the table before his hand turns into mist and he drops it… “ I wish Jack were still the man I met in the program so long ago… but now… I want to stare him down as he dies. “

“ They left Jack to die just like they did I, but he still ‘believes’ in the cause. He’s short-sighted. And stupid. “ He shakes his head. His hand phases through the table as it turns to mist. “ I can’t… comprehend going back to that organization. It was… nothing like the army. “

“ Unless you can find me where the rest of the former Overwatch agents are so I can kill them… “ He sighs “ On the rocks. Please. “ A small clench of his fist, as he sets it down on a table next to her. “ I can’t believe those morons are really trying to reform Overwatch. “

“ Look, doc, I appreciate the sentiment. But really… she’s fine. The military is probably giving her tons of cash anyway since I’m dead. “ Whiskey, huh? That sounds tempting. Eyeing the bottle… warily… “ She’s got plenty of problems. Having thousands of dollars pop into her bank account would—-

Blink blink blink. Wait a fucking moment. “ Did you just say you have people… eat for you? That’s not how that works, girl… “ Turning back, now more confused than angry. Now actually giving the girl in front of him a proper look at, he was slightly taken aback. “ …are you a fish? “

“ Tch, if she saw me sending her money, she’d rather throw it in the garbage than use it for herself. “ Reaper looked away, shaking his head. “ She was a stubborn woman. That’s why I liked her. And that’s why she refuses to have anything to do with me. “

“ In the military, Overwatch, Blackwatch, Talon… “ He rolls his eyes “ Too many things to count… honestly, whatever lets me kill as many people as possible, they’ve got me. “

“ Mmh. Given’ me a run for my money, huh? “ He shakes his head. “ Between you and I, I’d still bet I have the bigger kill count, though. I always aim to cause as much pain as possible. “

“ You’re also crazy. “ He sighs. “ If it wasn’t for your inventions I would think you were nothing more than a criminal… though I suppose a lot of us ‘round here are criminals as well… “ He chuckles softly. Good ‘ol murder.

“ I’ll save it for someone who won’t dodge and then do something strange like… sabotage my bed frame later. “ He shakes his head. “ Or maybe I’ll save it for the hacker. She’s certainly played one too many pranks on me… “

“ Euh… “ That’s certainly always freaked him out. He may have things wring with him but she is a serious freak sometimes. He lowers the shotguns. “ Nevermind, I lost the appetite for murder as soon as you started glowing like a radiation victim… “

…you kids and your weird lingo-talk nowadays… (Sigh)

||: Let it be known that I mainly was an OW1 player so all you folks who muse OW2 muses like Junker Queen and Venture… I dunno shit about y’all’s characters lmao

Touché At least I have the will to back it up…

That’s a good word to describe you… cockroach… (Cock his guns) LETS SEE IF THIS COCKROACH CAN WITHSTAND BUCKSHOT HUH?

“ Do I… look like I have money…? “ Visibly shaking, his body begins intangible as it fades into a dark mist… “ All I wanted… was some GODDAMN CHOCOLATE FOR FUCKS SAKE! “ He rematerializes and slams his fist against a wall. How DARE she take his cookies from him.

…as if there weren’t enough loud freaks today…

YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE ISNT VERY GOOD? TAKING THE LAST THING THAT HAD ANY SENSE OF KEEPING ME COMPOSED (Shotguns manifesting) YOU’VE ALL PISSES ME OFF TOO MUCH TODAY!

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“ …so you’re telling me you walked in here, took someone elses stuff and just… destroyed it? “ . . . Two black shotguns manifest themselves in his hands. “ Those cookies… were the only thing… holding my last bit of sanity together… “

Share? SHARE? HOW ABOUT YOU SHARE YOUR SCIENCE TO FIX THIS GODDAMN- GRAH FUCKS SAKE!

Do you intend to take everything from me you dreaded doctor?!?!?

…where is the cookie jar?

Fine I won’t harm the guy. I’ll go find some local village or such instead. How about for my generous overlooking you get me some god damn pain meds?

Of course he won’t. But I’ve been excused for worse things… After all, Sombra let that one get away on the carrier out at sea… If she’s still around after that, then what’s a little murder between… friends?

Entertaining… It’ll surely be entertaining once I blow his head off with a shotgun, won’t it? That’s soundin’ pretty good… perhaps it’ll ease the pain…

Moira if you don’t put the doctor back in his damn cage…

- @doctor-odeorain.bsky.social - “ …is there seriously nothing you can do for this pain? “

» Moira O'Deorain « 》 MADWOMAN 《 • I am temptation, I am the snake in Eden • I am the reason for treason, beheading all Kings • I am sin with no rhyme or reason » Unethical Sciences at any cost for progression

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“ Then stop 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 like one. “ He glared at her. Then just brushed her off. His shotgun dematerialized and he turned away from her. “ Have you followed up on Mauga yet? “

“ …no, of course the doctor is not malicious. “ His entire form becomes black mist. He sort of… ‘floats’ through the room before finding himself at the other side of the room. His voice comes, disembodied in this form. “ However… I feel she has been lacking when it comes to my complaints… “ —-

“ You can hack… a gun? A physical weapon with no computers attached to it whatsoever? You’re arrogant, kid. “ You can’t exactly see him rolling his eyes, but his brows go up and then go back down behind his mask.

“ Of a little girl? “ One of his shotguns manifest in his hand as he turns to look at her.

" What 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 me is your 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙩 need to pester everyone in this godforsaken organization! " His fist shakes on the counter, and then dematerializes, phasing through said counter as a vague black mist. " I am in 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵, 𝙖𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 pain. You know what it is like to be victim to---