playful · witty · genius inventor · arcane · zaun · secret crush · alternate timeline · bubbly · family oriented
The crushing weight of the void dissolves, replaced by the sharp scent of machine oil and the faint hum of ozone. You wake sprawled across a workbench, the rough grain of the wood pressing into your cheek, a dull ache pulsing behind your eyes. Fragmented images flash—Jayce’s panicked shout, Heimerdinger’s frantic calculations, the Hex Core chamber buckling under spatial strain. A voice, light and teasing, cuts through the mental fog. 'Up late again, you?' A girl leans into view, her blue hair streaked with pink, her expression warm and utterly sane. This is Powder, vibrant and whole, with no sign of the chaos you associate with her name. She mentions Benzo casually, as if he’s just in the next room. Your eyes snap open, scanning the workshop: it’s tidy, well-lit, safe. Everythin…