Jane’s political career was in complete and utter turmoil.

The oval office was a

buzzing hive

of noise as phones rang without end. Her secretary had long since quit, there were a number of Troll students running about the halls as their tour guide failed to show up to work, and worst of all she hadn’t even had the time to put

Karkat

:

OKAY HOLD ON, SLOW THE

*

FUCK

*

DOWN BECAUSE THIS CAR-COLLISION OF WHAT YOU’RE SAYING TO ME OBVIOUSLY ISN’T GOING TO GET ANY EASIER BY YOU TRIPPING OVER YOUR FUCKING PITIFUL WORDS EVEN MORE. 

    

Ruby awoke with a start. Her heart fluttered but for a moment before coming to rest again, her body bolted upright. Her dog, Zwei, who until now had been peacefully sleeping on her lap, gave a grumbling yawn and hopped off onto the ground. Ruby watched as he trotted off, no doubt going to kickstart a lackluster season finale. Cool, boreal wind blew through her hair, the nightly chill easily seeping through her light pajamas. Puffing out a

“5…”
Tracer’s heart fluttered, eyes trained on the shuttle door, “4…”
Her fingers twitched against her duel gun’s triggers, “3…” A
bead of sweat slipped down her brow, the poorly air conditioned craft
doing little against the scorching rays of the Egyptian sun, “2…”
Behind her, Roadhog grunted, the massive lumbering swine of a man
tracing a finger along his hook, “1… Capture the objective!”
The gates swung open and she was off. Throughout her career in
Overwatch

Green,
Blue, Brown, Yellow. Colors whipped through Yang’s vision and
blurred like water colors as she pushed her motorcycle Bumblebee to
the limit. Whether she was running towards or away from something not
even she knew; though one thing was for certain, and that was that
she was determined to find her younger sister Ruby. She’d left home
around a week ago, catching a boat to the continent north of
Menagerie and had set off with the hopes of finding either her
skittish teammate Blake, or so

“Uhuh
just a little bit closer… one more step aaand freeze!” Marcie
squeaked, hardly able to contain her excitement as her massive friend
paused before her project.
“Listen,
Marcie…” Her nearly two hundred foot tall friend Dan muttered,
“Whatever this is can’t this wait until after I-” He paused as
he removed his blindfold, staring dumbfounded at his little friend
standing atop a knee high temple looking construction, her beaming
face glimmering at the height of the altar.
“S