wake up, emergency

[doxing]

WHO: sombra and you
WHERE: all over the place, leave no fork dispenser left unturned
WHEN: february 14th to february 26th
WHAT: a catch-all log for open and closed prompts throughout the event, sombra tries to help
WARNINGS: none right now, but will update if it's needed

(collection of prompts for the event, which is all entirely open to wildcarding, but if you want to plot anything with me please hit me up on plurk at frooting! this will mostly be zero gravity shenanigans and a lot of mishaps with forks... since sombra got the first clue from her puzzle box...)

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[doxing]

(thank god for nekomaru and his athleticism, she'd be smacking into the bay window if his arm wasn't there to catch her, giving a quiet "motherfucker" for her failed efforts. can her life get anymore embarrassing? really... like, really...

leeching off of his momentary balance to right herself, hands grabbing at broad shoulders.)

You came at a good time, Neko, look at all these forks! (what's her point...??? we're not sure and her breath smells like liquor.) Help me out a little, would ya?

[nodyinteam]

[A successful catch! An an easy one, that only makes him drift back a few feet. Her grip on her shoulders also seems to be no disturbance at all.

His face scrunches up slightly as he catches the whiff of alcohol, but as she speaks, he looks past her towards the approaching projectiles.]

Forks?! There's so many of them! [Her demand is incomprehensible, and yet Nekomaru looks like he understood a clear order.] But they're no match for me!

[With that, he clasps her elbows and tries to spin them around in midair, then launch himself back to try to catch as many of the forks as he can - either in his hands or on his clothes.]

[doxing]

(oh god, him using her as a launching pad is not the best idea—)

Ugh, was that supposed to be a warning? (irritated, but pleasantly buzzed so her slow revolve isn't very difficult to accept...) Why you gotta try and collect forks, anyway? That's not what I'm here for, niño...

[nodyinteam]

[Sorry about that, Launchpad McSombra...

But as she speaks, he pivots his head around to face her with a look of surprise. Some of the forks have already gotten lodged in his hair...]

What?! But if you're not looking for forks, then what's this all about?!

[doxing]

(staring at him... trying to resist the urge to lift her communicator to take a picture of him— and fails, lifting her arm.)

Wait, that's not as important right now. You look hilarious, pose or something.

[nodyinteam]

[He looks baffler for a moment, but then his sense of "sure, why not" takes over.]

Fine! If it's a pose that you have want, then it's a pose you'll get!!

[He balls up his fists and growls through grit teeth! He tries to look like he's powering up, but it likely looks a likely more like he's popping a squat.]

[doxing]

(I... IT MAKES IT EVEN BETTER, NEKOMARU...?!

takes a picture of him popping a squat with forks in his fucking hair, immediately saving it to send once the communications network is back online. this may just end up posted on the bulletin board in her room, along with the conspiracy theory webs.)

You are, without a doubt, the strangest person I have ever met.

(there's the shutter sound.)

[nodyinteam]

[Will he embarrassed, will he give no fucks? It's Nekomaru, who knows - well he'll probably give no fucks.

He guffaws at her reaction.]

Gahaha! Now that's a distinction that I'm proud to earn!