Day 4

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[ Good morning!

Once again, Arataka Reigen has won immunity, because, I mean. Seriously. His work has been printed up at poster size and hung up around various parts of the studio. You might even catch it happening; a chunk of the wall will dislodge itself, spin 360 degrees, and then blend seamlessly back into place, now with the poster on it.

For everyone who participated in the logo contest, you may select a free Blu-Ray to be delivered to your dressing room. There's a wide selection; you can pick something from your own world or something from an alternate universe. You may have accidentally picked something from an alternate universe. Enjoy finding out as you watch them!

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[splashofbourbon]

Fair enough.

[McCree rubs a hand over the back of his neck, thinking for a moment]

By the time I met you, most of your body wasn't a pretty sight. You got fixed up by Angela, she's a doctor, used to run with Overwatch. Took what was left of you and made you a cyborg. First of your kind, from what I heard.

[bootyninja]

[im

really torn on this]

What was left...? How much was that?

[splashofbourbon]

Never really saw for myself but about this much?

[gestures to his own face and chest]

[bootyninja]

[GENJI DECIDES HE IS ACTUALLY DISPLEASED.]

What the fuck?

[splashofbourbon]

Told you it wasn't pretty.

[bootyninja]

[rubs his hands over his face.]

Fuck, no wonder Hanzo thought I was dead.

[splashofbourbon]

Think you woulda been, if it weren't for lucky timing and Angela.

[bootyninja]

[just kinda, puts face in hands]

Dunno her... You said she's with Overwatch?

[splashofbourbon]

[he shifts, leaning awkwardly to the wall next to the hammock. it's like he wants to make a move to approach but he's not quite sure of himself on it]

That's right. From Zurich, originally.

[bootyninja]

Why the hell is Overwatch involved?

[splashofbourbon]

Had our eye on you, on the Shimadas. Figured you'd help us take them down and you did, for the most part.

[bootyninja]

I...

[he's not, quite putting that together]

...wait. What? How?

[splashofbourbon]

[he waves his hand, his posture shifting again]

Long story, I don't know the right of it, but after the whole mess with your brother and your family, you were chomping at the bit to sink your teeth in and see them bleed.

Since they were running illegal weapons and drugs out of Hanamura, causing all sorts of strife, Strike Commander wasn't about to turn down the inside help in clearing them out.

[bootyninja]

...so I did it? How much were they hurt?

[splashofbourbon]

You did. Ain't much left to the Shimada family anymore. Though after that you turned tail and left. Haven't heard from you in years now.

[pauses a moment, considering, before he snags the bottle of vodka and opens it up for a drink.

though it's. really not good. he makes a face]

Guess this isn't really meant for drinking straight, is it...

[bootyninja]

Not much left.

[EXCUSE HIM WHILE HE ZONES OUT AND THINKS ABOUT THAT FOR A BIT]

[splashofbourbon]

[It's okay McCree's not judging he accidentally made himself think about when he left Overwatch and he's having a feeling about that. Clearly more crappy cherry vodka is the answer.

He slides down to sit on the floor next to Genji's hammock, nudging him with a knee at a long silence.]

Bottle's here if you need it.

[bootyninja]

[leans over and eyes the bottle, then reaches out to take it.

eyes the choice like Why This]

Don't tell me you drank the rest of the bar while I was out.

[splashofbourbon]

[Enjoy your terrible booze, Genji]

Did not. It's been restocking every night, though damned if I know how. Just thought something like that'd be more to your tastes.

[bootyninja]

I guess I will drink almost anything.

[Eh a few shots of something awful in the morning isn't going to hurt. Squints and downs it like a goddamn professional.]

[splashofbourbon]

Could go get us a bottle of something better if you want it.

[bootyninja]

[Come up for air after a couple of shots. Grimaces, puts the cab back on it.]

Nah, it's too early for much more than that. Thanks for thinking of me, guy -- uh. McCree, right?

[splashofbourbon]

That's right. And don't mention it.

You and me ran together back in the day. When I was Blackwatch and you were Overwatch. Was always good to know when you had my back.

[bootyninja]

[Genji frowns and puts his chin in his hand, then rubs his hair, unsure what to make of this. Strange american in cosplay who thinks they are friends or something.]

Yeah? For how long?

[splashofbourbon]

[look he is a lonely cowboy who needs friends]

Must've been about three years or so. Though it's been six or seven since I left.