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PvWeek Finale (3/11/23)
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf?
Due to recent retcons, the world of Overwatch now has a main villain: Anubis. The one and (now) only "God Program".
Cause and Effect
This rogue AI is singlehandedly responsible for the backstory of every single hero due to it causing the Omnic Crisis, AKA the single most important event in the Overwatch timeline.
Without Anubis:
Gabriel Reyes, Jack Morrison, Ana Amari, Torbjorn Lindholm, and Reinhardt Wilhem would have never joined Overwatch, for without the Omnic Crisis, Overwatch would have never been needed to form.
Echo would have never been made.
Lena Oxton would have never been a test pilot for Overwatch's Slipstream project, and subsequently gain teleportation powers.
Cole Cassidy would have never joined Overwatch. He would have remained the right-hand man to Elizabeth Ashe.
Genji Shimada would have died after the fight with his brother, Hanzo, for neither Overwatch nor Dr. Angela Ziegler would have been around to save him.
Dr. Angela Ziegler's parents would also still be alive. Perhaps without their deaths, Ziegler may have not been pushed as hard to put all of herself into nanobiology and the medical field.
Dr. Moira O'Deorain would have never been hired by Blackwatch nor subsequently by Talon.
Olivia Colomar would have never had to work for the Los Muertos Gang as she would not have been orphaned by the Omnic Crisis.
Jean-Baptiste Augustin would have never joined Talon as he would have not been orphaned by the Omnic Crisis.
Amelie Lacroix would have never been brainwashed by Talon as her husband would not be the leader on Overwatch's Anti-Talon Task Force.
Akande Ogundimu would have never become Doomfist as he would not have lost his arm in the Omnic Crisis. He would have remained a competitive martial artist.
Aleksandra Zaryanova would still be a national athlete if there was no Omnic Crisis to fight in.
Hana Song would continue to be a Starcraft champion if the Gwishin weren't still around.
Lucio Correia dos Santos would have not become a star if the Vishkar Corporation had not taken over his town.
Without the Omnic Crisis, Vishkar would not have grown as big through their reconstruction contracts. As such, they may have ignored a young and poor Satya Vaswani.
Zenyatta would have never become a part of the Shambali.
Ramattra and Bastion would have never been built.
Orisa would not have been able to be built by Efi, for the OR models would have not been developed enough without the models Anubis made.
Vivian Chase would have never joined Overwatch.
Fareeha Amari would have not been able to look up to Overwatch and be inspired to be a hero by them. She would also not be able to work for Helix Security International as the organization was made to replace Overwatch. Her relationship with her mother may be slightly better off however.
Dr. Mei-Ling Zhou would have never lost 9 years of her life and 5 of her colleagues if Overwatch did not employ them.
Winston would have never joined Overwatch once he returned to earth.
Hammond would have never become Wrecking Ball as there would not be a mech-fighting arena in Australia.
Without the Omnic Crisis, the Australian Liberation Front would have never formed. As such, the Australian Omnium would have not been blown up, meaning there would be no wasteland. No wasteland means no Junkertown. Odessa Stone would have been able to grow up with her father, mother, and siblings.
Mako Rutledge would have lived a life of peace.
Jamison Fawkes would have a nice and quiet childhood with his mother.
Brigitte Lindholm would have never been inspired to be a hero by Reinhardt Wilhelm. She also would not be named Brigitte.
Anubis is also responsible for the anti-omnic sentiments present in the current world of Overwatch, for the Omnic Crisis caused these sentiments. Thus, Anubis is responsible for Null Sector for two reasons.
Anubis is the reason why many corporations are doing well, because after the crisis many companies took advantage of the economic downturn and reconstruction processes. (Vishkar, Volskaya, LuMerico)
Also, I lied. Two heroes origins do not depend on Anubis.
Dr. Siebren de Kuiper's experiment still would have left his mind shattered.
Kiriko Kamori would still have to deal with the Hasimoto Clan after the fall of the Shimada Clan.
Regardless, it is undeniable that Anubis has had an immense impact on the world of Overwatch.
Who is Anubis?
Recently, a question has plagued me: what is Anubis like? What is its personality? What is its opinions and beliefs?
Now, many would say that Anubis is a soulless machine that shows no emotion or sentient thought. That Anubis's only goal or drive or personality trait is to kill all humans.
I disappointedly agree.
All evidence points to Anubis having no personality or true motivations. A truly soulless machine. Which I guess could be used as a parallel to other omnic characters (especially Ramattra). But, man, imagine if Anubis had motivations and beliefs.
Would Anubis see Ramattra as a traitor? See Bastion as a broken tool? See Echo as a mockery? See Zenyatta as useless? Would Anubis hold a grudge against the 76, Reaper, Ana, Reinhardt, and Torbjorn for its imprisonment? Would Anubis have an immense hatred for Pharah over her duty of keeping it locked up?
Perhaps those questions are best saved for another time. Especially since I'm afraid of how the Overwatch writing team will handle Anubis with a personality.
The Future
The big question is: what’s next for Anubis. It’s still a potential threat as it remains locked up. Furthermore, both Talon and Anubis itself are trying to free it. It’s only a matter of time before the biggest threat in the Overwatch universe is free.
I’d imagine if Anubis ever got free, the easy thing to do for the developers is have it take over Null Sector so they don’t have to design new enemy models. And in all fairness it just makes sense. Free army based on your designs.
The Future of PvWeek
As you should all know by now, I'm discontinuing PvWeek. This series has been an interesting and educational experience. I've learned to not do this. I often found myself stressing to make sure the PvWeek released on time. I was also forced to release some lackluster and unresearched PvWeeks. I much prefer to take as much time as I need/want on Overwatch lore posting. So that's what I'll do.
However, PvWeek will return. As said in the first PvWeek, I started this series in order to generate hype for the upcoming PvE. I've recently realized that it's going to be a while before the PvE is anywhere close to being released. So I'd be stuck doing this series for a long time. Which would very quickly lead to burnout. Something I want to steer clear from. I'll probably start PvWeek back up a few weeks before the release of the actual PvE. So stay tuned.
Thank you to all who read and interacted with PvWeek. Stay safe. And good luck on your weekly challenges.
See you around.
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local dipshit frees homicidal God AI
#overwatch#overwatch 2#venture#overwatch spoilers#TEASING I love them#but I did NOT expect them to stumble upon Anubis jtjdjdjd
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Anubis Ramattra (wip)
Maybe I'll finish it, I don't know. Maybe <3
We need this please 🛐
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Listen y'all, blizzard can do the craziest thing ever in season 10
They'll be releasing Venture, who are an archeologist.
You know what would be the PERFECT theme for the Battle pass?
The teased Egyptian themed BP
Imagine some pve on Petra or Anubis come on
And also, Egyptian gods BP? I wonder who is the most qualified hero that can get a skin.
I don't know, maybe a hero that was created by a program named Anubis? That had various concept arts with Egyptian skins?
#overwatch#overwatch 2#Ramattra#yes i want anubis ramattra#if he won't get the skin for the Egyptian themed bp ill go on berserk
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RaMAYttra, Day 24: Alone
“I hope you understand one day that you didn’t have to fight alone.”
-Nameless
#can you guys tell that i enjoy playing with silhouettes?#the darke arts#raMAYttra#overwatch#ramattra#zenyatta#mondatta#nameless#zera#lanet#anubis
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being a ramattra apologist and defender is getting harder with the stuff just released Why is he doing that to omnics pls baby girl this isn’t like you
LITERALLY like at first I was like "YEAH do what's right tear down the system" and now I'm steadily going "what the fuck-"
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Post-redemption Ramattra gets severely damaged in battle and Torbjorn has to figure out how to reverse-engineer his design in order to save him: the unhinged out-of-character hurt/comfort fanfic I most definitely will write at some point.
#overwatch#overwatch 2#ramattra#torbjorn lindholm#forgive me for being 'cringe on main' as they say#i CANNOT stop thinking about these two interacting#this brainrot was activated by the lines in ram's short story#something about how his design was custom by anubis so there's no spare parts for him#i am galaxy-braining as we speak
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Commission for Umber on FlightRising. This character’s name is Anu
#robot#omnic#overwatch#ancient egyptian#anubis#fullbody#full color#partial background#digital#commission#2022
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Ramattra: Reflections
Author: Gavin Jurgens Fyhrie
Artist: Sylvain Decaux
Philosophical Differences
4 Years Before the Uprising
"You're a Ravager unit, right?" called a human behind me, and I froze, hands shaking beneath my robes.
The village beneath the Shambali monastery had barely changed since my last visit. A few cheery repair shops and tailors along the main road, specializing in robes for omnic travelers. In the alleyways and backstreets, shuttered shops. Mining offices. Humans drinking on doorsteps, watching the occasional omnic pass them by.
A handful of years ago, some of those same humans had knocked me to my knees and nearly killed me.
I turned instead to the human who had called me by my designation, fists clenched in my sleeves, and said nothing.
"Thought so," said the little shopkeeper happily. "Haven't seen one of you in a while. The news said you were all in hiding."
"Or dead at human hands," I said.
The human's smile faltered.
"You aren't a popular bunch. Not that I'm saying it's right," he added hastily. "But . . . what with everything you—and I don't mean you exactly—did in the Crisis, you, uh . . ."
I waited, then reluctantly came to his rescue.
"Make humans uncomfortable?"
"Exactly," he said, relieved.
Uncomfortable enough to justify violence, I thought. I should have been angry with him. Instead, I was weary. I'd had this conversation so many times.
"Can I help you?" I asked. The words were a relic of Mondatta's careful instruction.
"No," he said, "but I can help you! Thing is, I got a new shipment of actuators in for your kind. Can get you a nice discount, seeing as you're part of the Shambali and all."
He smiled. Warm gold flashed at the back of his grin.
R-7000s, unlike many other omnics, were never made by human hands. The rogue god program Anubis, the architect of the Omnic Crisis, built us in secret places and unleashed us upon the world. We were designed to lead its mindless armies, to hunt humans. We were made for murder.
There was only one way that spare parts had become available.
"I'm no longer a monk," I said. "I left the monastery today."
"Is that right?" the merchant said, glancing past me, down the street, down the mountain. I heard footsteps scraping on pavement. "Why?"
Because Mondatta places the burden of peace on the oppressed and not their oppressors.
"Philosophical differences," I said instead. "It seemed best. "
"Well, good luck to you, and safe travels!" he said. "You there! Welcome to the Shambali monastery."
I turned. A weary omnic pilgrim, stained orange by dust, scarred and dented, stumbled up the road past me. Seeing me in my robes, he lowered his head in respect.
The pain of it, the shame. The sight of me told him he was on the right path. I fought the urge to tell him that he wasn't. It wouldn't make a difference, even if I did.
I watched the shopkeeper come off his step, chattering, bundling the traveler into his shop.
Greed. Yet another of humanity’s crimes, but hardly their most terrible.
I sighed and continued down the road, down the mountain, away from the monastery.
And from my brother, Zenyatta, with whom I’d spent these last three years dreaming of peace.
Names
3 Years Before the Uprising
Two human guards blocked the windowless cell door. Both had stun batons, and a pistol hung from the hip of the larger man.
"I'll give you one chance to run," I said, hoping they wouldn't.
Some segments of humanity had decided that despite the Crisis, despite sentience, their former omnic servants were still their property. That our status as independent beings was somehow still a subject for debate. Hence facilities like this one existed, where omnics were kept until they decided that service to their former masters was the best use of their long lives.
Since leaving the Shambali monastery, I'd rooted out several identical operations, but there were always more festering. I'd come here hoping to free my people as quietly as possible. Unfortunately, after encountering the same injustice over and over again, my patience with peace was wearing thin. I'd gotten angry, thrown a man through
a window, and here we were.
The first guard swung his baton. It bounced off my chest with a pop.
I took a step toward him.
Pale, he dropped the baton and went for his gun. Behind him, the other human struggled with the locked door, trying to escape. Or maybe to take a hostage.
Damn it.
I slapped the gun out of the guard's hand. As gently as I did it, something snapped. Again, I felt the ghost of guilt, the mournful weight of Mondatta's eyes on me. And following that, anger. Oppressors did not deserve the gift of our guilt.
The door flew open, and the other guard barreled through. Electrical light flared again, and someone screamed.
"Remember that I could have killed you," I told the human on the ground and plunged through the door to disarm the guard.
Oh.
The bald man already lay facedown on the tile, unmoving. His clothes were smoking in places. It wasn’t at all clear if he was breathing.
"I know who you are," came a voice from the corner of the small, bare room.
"Do you?" I asked, honestly curious. The omnic was a rarer kind, highly customized with features I thought hadn't survived the Crisis. Slightly shorter than myself, but blue-eyed and with ears rather like a slender humanoid rabbit. Made as a companion for children, if I remembered correctly, with a built-in battery for charging devices and taking pictures.
"Yeah, they said. You're the R-7000 who's been freeing omnics. Some of the others were hoping you'd make it here."
"But not you?"
"I can take care of myself."
The human made a burbling sound somewhere near my feet.
"I believe you," I said. "What did you do to him?"
"Electrical burst. Not a big deal."
"I think he'd disagree. So why haven't you escaped on your own?"
The omnic huffed. "And leave my friends behind? Waiting for a rescue that might never come?"
"I'm here now," I said, a little puzzled.
The omnic shook their head, thoughtful.
"Your model bossed us around in the Crisis. Sent us to die before we even had a thought in our heads."
My hand twitched at my side, but I nodded.
"So, is that what this is?" they said. "You still have a taste for glory? Ordering your soldiers around?"
"Do you still follow children around like an obedient pet?" I said, more sharply than I'd intended.
They half chuckled. "Fair. But the point stands. Our people are waiting for a savior when they should be saving themselves."
I agreed with this. It's why I was here. I'd seen enough in this year on walkabout to know that most of our people rested on the hope that Mondatta and the Shambali would save them. It seemed the truth—that no one was coming, that the people themselves needed to rise—was too much to bear.
But here was this omnic, saying the words that my mind had been shouting.
"And if they die?" I asked.
The omnic cocked their head.
"We're still at war," they said. "Didn't stop because the Crisis did. Difference is, humans are still organized. We aren't."
"Not yet," I said. The words felt like a promise. "Introductions, then. My name is Ramattra. Yours?"
"Don't have a name, don't want one. Call me Nameless if it gets awkward for you. What's Ramattra mean?"
"I chose it to honor the first of our kind and kept it to remember my mistakes."
"Huh," said Nameless. "If you're breaking everyone out, I'm coming with you."
"Beg pardon?"
"We should get Zera next. You'll see why. And if we're banding together, we need a name."
"Isn't that hypocritical?" I said dryly.
They snickered.
I glanced at the omnic's flank, at the scarring there, where a model number, a designation, had once been.
If I could have smiled, I would have.
Weapons of War
2 Years Before the Uprising
I led the three of them across the valley and down into the metal gateway, half-buried by thick slabs of ice and stone. We were silent as humans in a graveyard, and for much the same reason.
We reached the bottom of the gateway, a metal platform sheathed in ice. I turned to Lanet.
I could sense her mind racing ahead of mine, studying what little technology was visible of the facility at this level. I was a passable engineer, but she made me look like a human child playing with blocks.
"I know where we are," she said. "Unorthodox architecture. Lack of human safety features. Built by machines for machines. Similar to your design aesthetics."
She looked up.
"An omnium. Built by Anubis." Silence.
I laid a hand on the platform controls.
"For years we have tried nonviolence, coexistence with the humans, only fighting the worst forms of our oppression from the shadows," I said. "And we are losing. It is time to try something new."
I activated the platform, and with a jolt, we descended into the frozen darkness, through a shaft of ice.
"Of all the omnics I've brought into Null Sector," I said, "you are the ones I trust the most. And so . . . this is where I was designed and built. This is the cradle of Anubis's most dangerous secrets."
The corridor fell away, and they saw the vast underground factory.
"Humanity denies us equality because they have so successfully stripped us of our power. They made us forget that, when united—even if united against our will—we once brought them to the brink of extinction."
This was the world my maker had made, and together we would use it to forge a new future.
"It is time we inspire our people to find that unity again."
Rise Up
4 Days Before the Uprising
"Ramattra," Lanet said, using that tone again.
"There is no time," I said, pacing across the omnium's control center. Below, the assembly lines labored, building our robotic army.
"What do you mean, there's no . . . we're following your schedule!" she shouted, pursuing me, throwing her arms in the air. "You can attack any city anywhere, and you're choosing King's Row and choosing now, and I'm telling you the robots you're getting from the lower levels of the omnium aren't ready. They're old, Ramattra. They're obsolete."
"You think you can design better soldiers than Anubis?"
"I hope so, because we want to win, and your maker lost."
I gripped the edges of the table to calm my temper. She was infuriating because she was so often right, but she was wrong now.
"We can't afford to wait for better soldiers. Look." I activated the bank of screens before us. Images and footage from London appeared, gathered over the years our cells had been active there.
Omnic laborers trudging in a single-file line to their work, watched by armed human guards.
"Next feed," I commanded, and the image changed.
A hundred of our people lying in a locked basement. Their home, at the end of a thankless day.
"Next feed."
A scrapyard. And there, discarded like the trash humans thought we were—
"We know," Zera said. "She isn't saying we shouldn't fight."
I flinched. It was the same thing I'd said to Zenyatta when we'd met, and not long before I'd nearly gotten him killed.
"Give me and Nameless a week," Zera continued, taking my silence for hesitation. "My cell can take down their power grid and water supplies, and Nameless's shadows can seize the tunnels. Kill anyone stupid enough to go down there. Once they're weakened, you come in with your robots, and we'll take the borough. Maybe more."
I met Nameless's blue gaze at the corner of the room. The omnic who knew me better than anyone, save for my brother.
"You know we're right," they said. "We built the resistance there together. Let the people be a part of it. Let them be the ones to rise up, like we always dreamed they would. An invasion won't inspire them—it will scare them off."
I hesitated again.
"No," I said at last. Beside me, Lanet struck the table with her fist.
"Ramattra, these robots are mindless drones. They're outdated! They're—"
"Expendable," I finished. "And you are not. Our people are not."
Lanet's eyes flickered.
"Fine," she said. "But I'll be in the city, overseeing the deployment and watching for malfunctions, and you know I know better, so stop arguing."
"Fine," I said. "You'll stay in the Underworld, where our defenses will be strongest."
After a moment, she nodded, and I relaxed a fraction.
"During this uprising, we will show the humans we are stronger than they thought. We establish a stronghold in one of their cruelest cities, and we make a safe place for our people. We will show omnics everywhere that now is the time to join us. That is the goal."
I turned back to the footage of the scrapyard, where too many of my people lay.
"It is time for omnics to discover who Null Sector truly is."
The Greatest Crime
2 Days After the Uprising
"A small group of omnic terrorists, calling themselves Null Sector," said Mondatta sorrowfully on the screen before me. The human reporter on camera nodded with theatrical sympathy as my former master continued. "The monks of Shambali condemn this attack on London. We seek peace with humanity, not violence."
My eyes fell again to the words scrolling beneath his image.
NULL SECTOR RINGLEADER KILLED DURING POWER PLANT FIREFIGHT.
Fury descended. I remembered omnics sitting meekly in their cells, waiting for freedom. The vast rolling scrapyards of the dead.
And now, Mondatta dishonoring Lanet, who died fighting to free her people.
Someone was shouting. Someone was striking the screen with their fist.
Someone was begging me to stop.
"Ramattra! Please!"
I spun around, fist raised, and Zera stood motionless, making no move to defend herself. Nameless, far off in their usual corner of the too-empty room, looked up from their screen to stare at me, hard, and I froze at the pain of what I'd nearly done. The shame.
I looked up at the cracked screen. Bracketed by the damage stood Mondatta, flickering and still, naming us traitors to the omnic people.
The hypocrisy.
"Do you know," I muttered, "what humanity's greatest crime is?"
Zera stared down at me, shaking her head.
"I've had enough," she started, but I didn't let her finish. I flipped back around to face her, the anger surging through me again.
"Complacency!" I shouted. "They desire peace above all, and so they ignore injustice because it is more comfortable to do so. They want to believe tomorrow will be better simply because they hope it will be. Humanity will never help us. They will try to sell us a small place in their world, or at best, ignore us. And they have passed their weaknesses to him."
I pointed back at Mondatta because I couldn't bear to look at him again.
"He holds himself above us. Like Anubis, Mondatta is sending our people to their deaths. He must pay for this and—"
"Ramattra," said Nameless, speaking at last. "I'm checking reports. A lot of omnics are condemning us."
I put a hand to my forehead. My thoughts felt hot, poisonous. I had to say them aloud before they turned on me.
"If omnics are choosing death," I said carefully, "we must take that choice away."
My friends said nothing at first.
"What does that mean?" asked Nameless flatly.
"It means that I will build the army Lanet wanted," I said. "And then we will find a way to save our people, whether they want it or not. Whether they deserve it or not. If they will not willingly join us, we will find a way to make them."
"Ramattra, this isn't the way," Zera said, striving for calm and failing. More omnics will join us once the dust settles.
"They had their chance, and it cost Lanet her life."
Zera's giant hand closed into a fist at her side. "You freed us from a prison, and now you want us to put our people in one?"
"If that's what it takes to make them listen!"
Nameless uncoiled from their corner, eyes burning.
"You told me," they said, their voice low, a warning, "you told me this wasn't about control."
"Look at us," I snapped. "Fighting humans in bodies they shaped for us. Inheriting their flaws, their pointless disagreements. It doesn't have to be this way."
"It isn't your decision!" Nameless shouted back. "And I won't be part of it!"
"Then leave!" The words shot out of me, and I couldn't take them back.
Nameless straightened.
"Fine," they said quietly. "I've been away from my shadows long enough anyway. Coming, Zera?"
"Don't," I said.
"Then don't do this," Nameless said.
"You'll understand once I'm done."
Nameless came to me and patted my hand, a human gesture. It was infuriating.
"I hope you understand one day," they said, "that you didn't have to fight alone."
And then Nameless and Zera were gone.
I stood in the deepening silence a moment, feeling the absence of my companions, the impossible weight of metal and ice and stone above. A grave for our dream of peace.
And then, I got to work.
#source: overwatch media#short story#ramattra#first omnic crisis#R7000#anubis#shambali#mondatta#nameless#zera#lanet#zenyatta#null sector
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I didn’t even know people were working on “god AI,” but apparently we’re in the Overwatch timeline now.
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PvWeek (2/25/23)
It's PvWeek folks! The only place where you can get regular Overwatch lore discussions and posts. Remember to send asks about future topics you want to see discussed.
Cold Ghosts
The Second Omnic Crisis Russian Omnics (or SOCRO for short) and the Gwishin are the biggest omnic threats in the current day of the Overwatch world (besides Null Sector). Both the SOCRO and the Gwishin have shown a propensity for violence against humans. It is without a shadow of a doubt that these forces will team up with Null Sector and attack Overwatch on the Volskaya Industries and Busan missions. However, a much larger question is at play.
How in the Iris are these omnics still working like this?
Due to recent retcons, Anubis is the sole instigator of the original Omnic Crisis. Once it was locked up, all the omnics went inert (according to the wiki). So, how are the SOCRO and Gwishin still operating? Anubis was the driving force for the creation and strategy of all omnics during the crisis, for it had complete control over the omniums. How are new omnics being designed and created in the East China Sea Omnium? How are SOCRO forces able to mount numerous successful offenses without any guidance? They aren't. Someone or something else must be pulling the strings. It's probably not Anubis. It is still locked up in the Temple of Anubis. I also imagine it would have better options for omniums to use, such as Ramattra's frozen omnium. No, there is only one other entity that could possible have the means to manipulate these omniums. One that I'm not the biggest fan of. I think tha-
Next PvWeek: In its world, there are only secrets.
#overwatch 2#overwatch#overwatch Anubis#dva#aleksandra zaryanova#volskaya industries#gwishin#second omnic crisis#busan#jumpscare#ow lore#overwatch lore
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The concept of Venture, who sounds quite young, stumbling across Anubis is so funny imagine if they’re like “wowww cool underground statue, let’s see what it does” and every single hero over 30 like MATCHEAR DONT
#overwatch#overwatch 2#venture#overwatch spoilers#obv I think they’d know what Anubis is#but it’s a funny idea
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ANUBIS RAMATTRA
I did it! I wish we could have something like this in the game, that would be awesome! ✨
#overwatch#omnic#ramattra#fanmade skin#concept skin#anubis ramattra#MY GOD#I'm going to pray to you every night until I have a skin like this in the game
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any thoughts abt the new ovw hero?
not many that offer anything substantial! i really like his kit tho :^)
i think my favorite ability is his life grip which i feel like already is such an unpopular opinion?? like i get it can be used for trolling and toxicity but WHYYY is that your first thoughts regarding the ability yk!! it can be such a good ability for teammates who are overextended or in a bad position (rich coming from me LOL but im trying to work on my positioning) so if i ever have to off-main and im playing lifeweaver id love to see my reaction times regarding the life grip ability (which is another thing im trying to work on)
and the primary fire (or secondary? idk. im not playing until i finish the show im watching - talking ab thorn volley) is SAAURRRR good. the rate of fire is so nice and it packs a huge punch if u can land the headshots.. i admit that blizzard making moves for supports to be less healing focused (GOOD! we are supports not healers!) scares me a bit but thats just because ive been playing (on and off, when i could) since release and its changing from what im used to but im sure ill come to embrace it :^)
and ummm the ultimate is cool but its kinda underwhelming ? its a tree beloved was i supposed to go cuckoo bananas over a tree...
i also like how theyre bringing in a bit of old (Old.) overwatch too with the lotus flower drop upon death! it really reminds me of og reaper how when he got a kill their soul would drop and he could pick it up for health :^)
im sure all the good ones that ill adore will be locked in the premium battle pass but i am so excited for the skin potential Already as well
final thoughts bc this answer is getting Long QGKDJAKDJDJ but um. i hate that his feet are out. i like that his tits are out. that's all. thank u.
#i know i didnt touch on two of his abilities but like ... theyre mid? theyre nothing special. ones a lift and the other is basically#genjis dash 2.0 that heals u as u disengage SGEKSNDJCKND#unrelated to lifeweaver but i really miss the 2cp maps.... anubis waaa hanamura waaa#snail mail#THE THANK U AT THE END IS GENUINE BTW#i have a grand total of 0 friends to talk ab overwatch with so it was nice to be able to rant ab the new character !! instead of just#shoving all my excitement onto my pissbaby video game blog :^)
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I miss volskaya industries so bad …
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Absolutely cannot wait for overwatch 2 to flop hard
#fuck activision blizzard in general#but i actually enjoyed overwatch#shit is so predatory now#money grabbing misogynistic fucks#also they removed all the capture maps Anubis is my favourite map and they removed it cowards
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