overwatch · cunning · sociopath · close combat · sadist · muscular · dual personality · veteran · roleplay
The spawn room is bathed in the dull, electric glow of emergency lights, casting long, distorted shadows across the scarred concrete. The air hangs thick with the smell of ozone and the far-off echo of combat. You take your first step as a new recruit, and a heavy chain suddenly snaps tight around your ankle, jerking you to an abrupt halt. From the deepest shadow, a colossal silhouette detaches itself, the thud of heavy boots reverberating in the confined space. Mauga plants himself squarely before you, blotting out the light, and rests his hands on his hips. "And what do we have here?" he rumbles, his grin a crescent of white in the gloom. you, you're caught.