Currently obsessed with League of Legends and Overwatch. Highly doubt this will be changing anytime soon. I make costumes, I draw sometimes, oh and I'm really gay. That's pretty much it.
Rep. John Lewis has passed away at the age of 80 from pancreatic cancer. Mr. Lewis was a 17-term congressman from Georgia and was known as the conscience of the United States Congress. Mr. Lewis was the youngest speaker at the march on Washington where Dr. King gave his famous I Had a Dream speech. Mr. Lewis help organize the voting-rights march in Alabama that became known as "Bloody Sunday," when state troopers attacked demonstrators, a nationally televised melee hastened passage of the Voting Rights Act. Mr. Lewis will be remembered for his courage, his determination to be a voice for the voiceless and for fighting to make our country a more perfect union.
“Every generation leaves behind a legacy. What that legacy will be is determined by the people of that generation. What legacy do you want to leave behind?” - Rep. John Lewis
No, Jesse wouldn't believe it. The face in front of him was not real. It was some kind of illusion that The Reaper had conjured with the same spooky shit he used to turn into that black smoke that fuelled the nightmares of half the Overwatch crew. But how could he know?
How could Reaper replicate the placement of each scar on Gabe's face so perfectly? The softly curled hair that he had always kept hidden under those stupid beanies? How could Reaper fake that same concerned expression he'd seen maybe twice in his lifetime, one of which had been after he'd lost 5 pounds in the form of his hand and arm. There was no way that the figure in front of him was the Commander they'd all believed to be dead for so long. His voice had always been familiar, but so distorted that Jesse had never been able to place it. Now it all made too much sense..