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(One scenario, many tfs...)
We were exploring an abandoned military base that we thought looked like the Overwatch headquarters from the game, while there, we come across a room with multiple weapons inside and decided to take one. What we didn't know, was that there was more to those weapons then meets the eye...
The weapons for each tf:
Ashe- ''Viper'' Rifle.
Ana- Biotic Rifle.
Bastion- a transforming gun thingie. (No idea what to call his weapon).
Brigette- Mace.
Doomfist- Hand cannons.
D.Va- Fusion cannons (that are attached to her mech) or her Light gun.
Genji- Shurikens and/or the Dragon Blade.
Hanzo- Storm Bow.
Junkrat- Frag Launcher.
Lúcio- Sonic Amplifier
Mei- ENDOTHERMIC BLASTER! (In all caps cause this weapon basically equals doom)
Mercy- Caduceus Staff.
McCree- Peacekeeper
Moira- Biotic Grasp wrist guards/gloves/bracelets/gauntlets that give her the ability).
Orisa- Fusion Driver.
Pharah- Rocket Launcher.
Roadhog- Scrap Gun.
Reinhardt- Rocket Hammer.
Reaper- Hellfire Shotguns.
Soldier. 76- Heavy Pulse Rifle.
Symmetra- Photon Projector.
Sombra- Machine Pistol.
Torbjörn- Rivet Gun.
Tracer- Pulse Pistols.
Winston- Tesla Cannon.
Widowmaker- The Widow's Kiss sniper rifle.
Wreaking Ball/Hammond- Ball Mech.
Zarya- Particle Cannon.
Zenyatta- Orbs.
Rules:
No. Stinking. Mature.
Ask for side effects.
No fetishes.
MC is optional.
I am ok if some guys wanna tf into D.Va, but I don't want to see EVERYONE want to, so keep in mind that I have a limit and that it might be smart to have a second option in mind.
Say if you want solo tf or me there too. (Solo RPs tend to get less attention and effort from me.)
To prove you read these rules, tell me if you think Widowmaker is blue or purple.
Have fun!
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Oddly enough, there wasn't any kind of trigger... The Driver seemed to fire automatically when you wanted it to.
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I flinch in shock as the device goes off, then grin in amusement. “Woah, thought-controlled? This thing’s amazing!” I point at the targets and give off some more shots. “You gonna try out that rocket launcher?”
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"Yeah I am!" I say, smiling, as I join you at the shooting range.
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“That one certainly looks cool,” I comment as I give a few blind shots with the Driver, “Pharah sure has a nice rocket launcher... though it looks likely off. Is it a skin version?”
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"Now that you mention it, it does look more like a skin version... Maybe her Raptorion skin?"
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"Possibly," I nod, though I keep quiet that I haven't actually remembered all the skins yet. "Still, a cool variation, eh?"
I try aiming a few more of the Driver's shots towards the head of one of the targets.
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"Yeah.." Oddly, it feels that the more you use the Driver, the more it feels like a part of you.
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I notice the odd feeling of the Driver, but for the moment I think of it as simply getting used to it, and trying wiggling my fingers inside of it to shake off the sensation.
Meanwhile, you're feeling more comfortable with the rocket launcher as well, almost like it was made for you and your grip.
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Upon trying to move your finger to deal with the situation, you find that you actually can't even feel your fingers.
I continue enjoying the feelings of the rocket launcher in my hand, thinking the feeling was nothing more than me getting used to holding it.
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“Er...” I stop shooting the driver and try to pull the Driver off, starting to feel a little worried.
Though the feeling of the launchet’s grip feels comfortable, you do feel a bit like your hands are getting a bit cramped, maybe a little cold.
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"Everything ok?" I ask, seeing you look a bit worried about something.
Maybe it was just your worried imagination, but it almost seemed like the metal from the Driver was spreading onto the rest of your arm.
I shake my hands a little, trying to ignore the odd feeling in them.
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"I... think something's weird with this gun..." I say, looking over my arm more closely to tell if my mind's playing tricks on me... was it getting bigger as well as more metallic?
The cold, cramped feeling didn't seem to be vanishing. If anything, if the sensation on your forearms was any indication, it was spreading upwards.
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"It kinda looks like it's getting longer..." Not only did the metal seem to be spreading, but it was also causing you to lose a bit of feeling in your arm.
I look down at my hands to make sure everything was ok.
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"Wh-Son of a beesting!" I utter out, grasping the changing arm with my still-normal one. "It-it's getting numb."
You see your hands and forearms now covered in dark blue and teal armor, with several angular edges and a tinge of a sense of numbness across them.
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The metal then reached your shoulder and continued to spread from there, only causing the numbness to worsen.
"What in the world?!" I exclaim, eyes wide.
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“Ack, no!” I exclaim, starting to kneel down as the weight of all this metal starts to manifest. I feel uncomfortably from my still-organic parts how the armor, getting larger and wider past my shoulders, is starting to push my shirt to its limits.
Your metallic armor spreaded up to your shoulders, creating more dark blue plating and blooming out a pair of rather large looking metal shoulder pads, if you could call them that. The process was definitely causing your arms to feel numb to the sense of touch, however.
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The metal spread across your torso, then started making its was up towards your neck and head and, at the same time, made its way downward towards your legs.
"What the-?!" I nearly drop the rocket launcher seeing what's happening.
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“Eaaggh!” I exclaim, kneeling down as the armor spreads and expands wide around my torso. My shirt’s now ripping apart rather easily now, and I struggle to hold myself up with my still-human arm.
The armor takes on a vibrant turquoise shade as it spreads over your torso, stretching out your shirt as it grows taller, sleeker, a bit more tight of a slim physique as an angular chest plate encompasses your upper half. On top of that, there’s a growing sensation of metallic parts on your back...
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The metal armor then reaches your unchanged arm, turning it robotic. The metal had also reached your legs, which were starting to change in figure... And number...
I stare at the changes in shock, my panic rising as I felt the strange sensation on my back.
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The other metal arm at least makes it easier for me to hold my changing upper half up from the ground, but it's still unpleasant nonetheless. I groan even more as my legs seem to skew and reshape, not to mention how they seem to be pulling apart into another pair...
As the metal now creeps down your legs and up your neck, the back growths fully rip open your shirt as they develop into a pair of large jet-propulsion "wings". Your feeling of them is limited as the numbness is continuing to spread across your mechanized body, for the time being limiting your sensations as your mechanical parts stabilize. You can barely feel the workings of cannon mountings in the metallic shoulder armor.
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Your legs literally split, two becoming four, your original two slowly changing, becoming less human, to match the two new ones.
I remain still, too freaked to move as this happens.
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"AR-ARGH!" I sputter out, overwhelmed by the strain and bewilderment of my legs alerting so greatly. I'm still kneeling on the ground, but I do feel a bit more stable amount of support from the new limbs as I begin to get balance on them. But I still feel the metal at my neck...
Your legs are being consumed by the armor, growing longer and angular in shining teal metal. Your feet stretch out in the process, becoming sharply pointed.
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The metal worked its way up your neck, reached your head, and then began reshaping your skull.
I stumble a little bit as this happens, the changes making feel weirder than usual to stand.
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“Urg-urge!” I grimmace as I get the bizarre sensation of my head stretching out, crouching down as I grasp it with my one hand and the tip of my new Fusion Driver arm.
At the same time, you felt metallic skin work its way up your neck and creeping over your head. Within seconds, your head began to morph, your jaw starting to seize up shut as teal metal encased it, and your ears swelling and stretching backwards as they developed an antennae-like shape.
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While you couldn't see exactly what was happening to your face, it felt like your mouth was sealed shut in a way while your nose seemed to disappear with all the changes, your ears became nearly invisible robotic audio-sensors, and two strange horns grew from the top of your head and curved down around your newly figured head.
I blink a few times in surprise, wishing I could better see what was happening instead of just relying of feeling to guess what it looked like.
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"W-wha-" I manage to utter as my mouth fuses up, my eyes feeling very disoriented and uncomfortable as they're overcome with morphing circuitry. It's also distracting as my horns develop, pushing my cradling hand and Cannon tip away.
The rest of your face smooths out into a featureless faceplate, sans your eyes, which sink back and stretch wider, disorienting your eyesight and removing any sense of eyelids as they become lenses that glow a soft pink. It vaguely reminds you of Iron Man. Your hair retracts and hardens, pulling forwards above your forehead into a pointed, teal-colored helmet top.
Finally, your inner organs shift and electrify irregularly as they convert into machinery. Your heartbeats give way to the hum of a processor and wiring system, muscles to joints and circuits, and your brain compacts into a high-speed supercomputer. Your senses come back in an artificial format, even your sense of touch, with your sight being greeted with an HUD over a very sharp visual feed of the armory chamber, and the buzz of a hidden speaker somewhere on your head giving you a sense of voice.
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There were a few final touches to your transformation, such as your eyes changing, somewhat similarly to mine, becoming eyelid-less screens. The last changes to the figure of your limbs as well. And, finally, your internal organs shifted, replacing your senses similarly to mine, a speaker replaced your voice-box and some kind of quick-responding computer replaced your brain.
I just stand there, too shocked to move or speak while trying to comprehend what just happened to us, and wondering how this was even possible.
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After another, final dizzying experience from the shift of my eyes and organs, I feel rather shocked as a moment of calm dawns with the immediate end of the changes. I attempt trying to breathe in and out to relax a bit, only to find my newfound lack for the need to breathe. Instead I resort to staring around with mechanical eyes that feel oddly expressive, looking first around at the chamber, then to my completed new form, then to you in your teal-armored glory.
"We're... we're the characters?" I say in disbelief, hearing my synthetic, feminine, and very familiar-sounding new voice for the first time.
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It didn't sound possible, it probably shouldn't be possible, and yet, somehow, the weapons we had picked up changed us into the characters that use said weapons in the game.
I was still rather shocked by what had just happened.
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It certainly was a lot to take in... and I really didn’t want to think about the implications from Orisa’s programmer gender...
I look over at you, still in a state of shock. Cautiously, I try walking up closer to you on my four legs, then tapping you on the shoulder armor with my remaining hand. “You’re... you’re still conscious, right?”
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"Y-yeah. I'm alright, just freaked out." I answer.
Although it seemed we were both starting to calm down and adjust.
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Your voice now has the familiar tone of an Egyptian-born female, but with a synthesized, electronic filter.
“Right, that makes sense,” I nod. “It’s a lot to take in... are... are we both robots now?”
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"I guess so.. Although I didn't realize that this Pharah skin was actually robotic."
Even though these changes were a shock, they were also starting to seem kind of neat in a way.
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"Didn't seem like that, yeah..."
I look down at myself, rubbing over my metallic torso with my one hand. As freaky as it was, it did seem rather cool. "I guess this is what it's like to be an Omnic, then?"
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"Guess so... It's not as weird as I had expected it to feel."
It appeared we were both starting to adjust to these new forms.
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"Yeah..." I start pacing around the room a bit, getting used to my centaur-based form of motion. "I'm trying not to think too much about my gender now, though besides the voice there isn't much that would really define me as one or the other, I suppose."
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"Yeah... And it could be way worse."
The question of 'what now?' seemed to hang in the air.
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I nod, glancing at the Fusion Driver that was now a part of me. I contemplate the lingering question.
“So... as life changing as this is, maybe we should look around the base more? We might find something that could explain what went on here and what did this to us... maybe even some other converted people like us.”
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"Both those are good plans.. Maybe look for an explanation while seeing if we can find anyone else who changed?"
This would also allow us to get used to moving like this.
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“Yeah, both of those at once, that what I meant,” I nod, stepping towards the entry door. “Either way, there has to be something else here that could be helpful to us now.”
(If we find other TF’d characters, maybe we can keep up a theme of them also being robot characters or roboticized versions of them based off their more robotic-esque skins?)
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(Sure. Maybe skins like Sombra's cyberspace skin or Cyborg.76? Or other Omnic characters like Zenyatta?)
"Alright." I nod slightly as we walk out.
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(Certainly Omnics like Zenyetta and Bastion, and I was also thinking skins like Space Frog Lucio, Cyberian Zarya, Snow Owl Ana. Those one struck me as robotic looking, up to you which ones to use.)
I look down the hall, again trying to make a guess at what lies ahead, my eye visors narrowing. ”You remember anything from the map this resembles something we should look for?” I ask you.
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(All of those are awesome ideas, I'll try to add as many of them as possible.)
I think for a moment. "Not that I remember, sorry." I answer with a shrug.
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"Alright, going in blind, then." I start on down the corridor, feeling a bit more used now to my quadruped legs, glancing around at the signs above the various doors we pass by for names of rooms of intrigue.
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Each door seemed to lead to something new, one had 'training arena' engraved above it while another had 'medical center' engraved on the large door.
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I feel something of a twitch of intrigue from my Driver-mounted arm at the training arena sign, but practically I look at the medical center sign. "Might be a hint of something related to our changes in here," I say, trotting towards the center's door. Maybe a medical log of people being changed by their guns or something..."
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"It's worth a look." I shrug slightly.
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I nod, and trot on over to the door, opening it and looking inside.
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It looked kind of like a doctors office built into the base, with a front desk, waiting room, and a door that presumably lead to offices and other rooms used for medical purposes.
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Hmmm, nothing seems to stand out too much at a first glance in here, but there might be something in some of the nearby computers than can help. I trot on over to the one around the front desk and look over the controls.
As I try to get the thing turned on, I think out loud. "I wonder if being robots now might give us some innate hacking/interfacing skills...", I comment. "or is that not free for every Omnic, even if we're not in the game's universe?"
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