Round and round his chain swings, not one link whistling off-key. Even had it somehow cut through her like butter, he'd recognize a cry of pain no matter how chaotic the world around him became.
So she isn't here; got away, or she's some kinda' acrobat.
As he mulls it over, the final flight of Roadhog's hook falls in a long line down the metal lane. And without reeling it in, he goes still in the dark, like a fisherman waiting for a bite. He and Junkrat had a certain philosophy when it came to dealing with security personnel.
The light searching the area draws nearer by the second, and oh he loves it when they fall for this -- when the patrolman steps around the corner and into the crook of his weapon, it jumps to life, dragging Roadhog's victim kicking and screaming all the way to concussions-ville.
Can't get caught if there's no one left to catch you.
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Odd that he hasn't felt it snag on anything yet.
Round and round his chain swings, not one link whistling off-key. Even had it somehow cut through her like butter, he'd recognize a cry of pain no matter how chaotic the world around him became.
So she isn't here; got away, or she's some kinda' acrobat.
As he mulls it over, the final flight of Roadhog's hook falls in a long line down the metal lane. And without reeling it in, he goes still in the dark, like a fisherman waiting for a bite. He and Junkrat had a certain philosophy when it came to dealing with security personnel.
The light searching the area draws nearer by the second, and oh he loves it when they fall for this -- when the patrolman steps around the corner and into the crook of his weapon, it jumps to life, dragging Roadhog's victim kicking and screaming all the way to concussions-ville.
Can't get caught if there's no one left to catch you.
Left conscious, in this case.