imagination-discovery
imagination-discovery
Imagination is the Essence of Discovery
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RP blog for Winston of the Overwatch Universe. Lovingly tended to by Arthur.
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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just goofin 
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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Come at the King, You had better not miss.
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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I was sorting through my old artwork and found this alternate skin I drew for Winston as a little ice cream vendor and wanted to share it on here :3
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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8 people I’d like to know better Rules: fill this up and then tag 8 people you’d like to know better!
one / ( alias / name ): Arthur two / ( date of birth ): November 6 three / ( zodiac sign ): Scorpio four / ( height ): 5′6 five / ( hobbies ):  video games, video editing, obsessing over fictional characters six / ( favorite color ): Purple seven / ( favorite books ): V for Vendetta eight / ( last song listened to ):  Duvet (cyberpunk/synthwave 80s remix) nine / ( last film or show watched ):  Laid To Rest  ten / ( story behind url ): Winston’s quote. “Imagination is the essence of discovery!” eleven / ( inspiration for muse ): Winston is a huge comfort character for me, and watching recall makes me tear up with how optimistic and hopeful for the world he is, no matter how bad things are, they could always be better, we can always make them better.
TAGGED BY Kinda stolen from: @vcsionary​ TAGGING: Anyone
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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                                              𝘛𝘌𝘒𝘏𝘈𝘙𝘛𝘏𝘈 .
he,   𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘩,   statuesque where he stands in front of eighty million eyes,   calling forth peace and unity.  
marble he seems.   infallible.   unsubject to erosion.
tekhartha mondatta,   rebuilt by nea.
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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28 is unaware of his caretaker’s silent adoration or the fact that Harold is breaking a few rules by dancing with him like this. All he wants to do is get picked up! He indicates this with more insistent grabby hands until the scientist lists him into his arms with more than a little effort. All of that spoiling and peanut butter bartering must be getting to him.
The moment he is lifted the small gorilla is instantly reaching for Harold’s glasses, forgetting the reason he wanted help getting up in the first place. He plucks them off of Harold's nose and puts them on his own as the music continues. When asked, 28 nods, a bit too excitedly and the glasses fall a bit.
“Uh huh!”
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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God I would make so many roleplay blogs if I had the time and energy to manage them all.
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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this is a promo.
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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nctfinished replied to your post: Kate is going to kill me
<:)
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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Kate is going to kill me
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"Alright kiddo, this is *very* important so I need you pay attention." A double snap. Two finger guns are pew pew'd at Winston as the jaunty bang of piano sounds the song classic rock. "I'm about to teach you the *only* dance move you'll ever need. Ready?" There goes the twist of hips the bop of shoulders to music in a twist that was oh so delicately copied from an old Earth movie back in his youth and now passed down.
The young Gorilla tilted his head at the silly man’s antics giggling. He made the same fingerguns, emulated the soft “pew pew” sound, but he fell on his butt when it came to the hip twist. He huffed and watched the old man dance. He wouldn’t have known the dance that he was emulating, since he had never seen the film from which it originated, but he was having a great time just being there. He squealed and clapped his hands in delight as the guitars picked up. He liked when he would play music!
No fair! I wanted to dance too! He made grabby hands at the scientist. 
“Help peas!”
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"Ah, her gorilla friend. You know, I rather enjoyed snapping her spine in half. I should do it again sometime."
He bared his teeth and snorted.
The threat was just empty words, it shouldn’t get to him, but he was there when it happened, if he had just gotten up sooner-
No, he couldn’t dwell on what he could have done. Nothing to be done about it now. She was safe, and he would make sure of it.
“You’ll rot in prison again before I let you lay a hand on her-”
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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small promo time.
like/rb if you'd like to interact with a private and canon-compliant akande ogundimu.
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Winston, has Lena ever used the chronal accelerator for minor things? Such as eating a delicious dessert then rewinding time so she can eat it again?
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“I’m sure she has at some point. While the military didn’t think of it as much, it is a mobility device, much like a wheelchair, so I don’t dissuade her from using it as she likes. Besides, if she were to recall, she never would have eaten the cake in the first place, and so she wouldn’t gain any extra weight from more cake.”
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“Frankly, I’m jealous about that part.”
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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I am begging you to consider
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Harold’s character theme would be something that sounds like it could be a lullaby from a music box
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"So sad.. so large. You remind me of him, you know.."
Confusion was obvious in his eyes. Who was this? He bared his teeth at the floating man, looking not at Winston, but through him. He was Talon but...Something about that voice brought back memories...
Soft Dutch was murmured as the large hands, almost larger than his own touched his face, gently squishing his cheeks as he cooed in delight. Another voice, his father said something indiscernible, and the man touching his face answered back. He reached up to mimic the gesture, fingers coming to rest on a large forehead, down to a large nose,then higher again to pat art the man’s hair, thin and receding. He squealed in delight at the sensation, when he was suddenly lifted into his father’s arms and away from the large hands. He looked up into his father’s face with glee before Dr. Harold gestured to the other man.
“28? This is my colleague and dear friend....”
“...Dr. De Kuiper?” His said aghast, his eyes filling with slowly mounting horror. His grip on his cannon felt weak, unsure.
“What...What have they done to you...?”
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imagination-discovery · 5 years ago
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Guess who’s not dead.
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