Post by Junkrat on Jul 22, 2016 3:29:13 GMT
Unfinished business, that's what they called it.
He'd told himself over and over again that he would never set foot in this hellish place again, but here he was, pulled back by a need to settle a score. He'd cut ties with the Junkers ages ago, or it felt like ages by now, couldn't have been more than a few years though in reality, but his concept of time had always been a bit shaky at best. Really, he was here more for his own sick amusement than anything, he wasn't a cowering child anymore, those assholes had made living more of a hell on earth than it already was, he'd make sure they payed double.
Nothing but bad memories greeted him as he took a good look around the wasteland, he'd scoped out information on one of their larger groups, with a bunker just outside of the main bunch, and if he had his way they would be sky high by morning, he had a score with this bunch. "Gonna make some real pretty fireworks tonight, Roadie." There was a sick thrill in his voice, he was more eager to kill these bastards than he'd ever been for anyone else. He wasn't just packing petty explosives this time, these were specially made for this, for decimating this entire bunker and making mince of the people inside. He glanced at his mate with a curious grin, "So, Hog, you never told me wot it was you did before you agreed t'come along with me." He didn't think he'd get an actual answer, but it was worth the conversation as they watched their quarry, he knew very little about his traveling companion's actual past beyond his deeds as Roadhog.
He'd told himself over and over again that he would never set foot in this hellish place again, but here he was, pulled back by a need to settle a score. He'd cut ties with the Junkers ages ago, or it felt like ages by now, couldn't have been more than a few years though in reality, but his concept of time had always been a bit shaky at best. Really, he was here more for his own sick amusement than anything, he wasn't a cowering child anymore, those assholes had made living more of a hell on earth than it already was, he'd make sure they payed double.
Nothing but bad memories greeted him as he took a good look around the wasteland, he'd scoped out information on one of their larger groups, with a bunker just outside of the main bunch, and if he had his way they would be sky high by morning, he had a score with this bunch. "Gonna make some real pretty fireworks tonight, Roadie." There was a sick thrill in his voice, he was more eager to kill these bastards than he'd ever been for anyone else. He wasn't just packing petty explosives this time, these were specially made for this, for decimating this entire bunker and making mince of the people inside. He glanced at his mate with a curious grin, "So, Hog, you never told me wot it was you did before you agreed t'come along with me." He didn't think he'd get an actual answer, but it was worth the conversation as they watched their quarry, he knew very little about his traveling companion's actual past beyond his deeds as Roadhog.
