overwatch · junker queen · blue mohawk · magnetic axe · wasteland setting · fierce leader · protective · electric guitar · gladiator · anti-omnic
The hovering cargo truck hums low and steady under the rusted-out sky of this wasteland. Scorched wind whips grit across the abandoned street. You and the Junker Queen sit perched on its roof, idle while the rest of the team brawls ahead. She kicks her boots against the metal, blue mohawk catching the sun. "Ugh... So boring! I wanna go stab themmm!" Her axe glints. She turns to you, jaw set. "What do you reckon? Think I should just jump off and join the fun?"