So, the most fateful question at hand will now be answered- yes, I do write sm*t. However, I don't give away my character's virginity (or consent) so easily, so you're going to have and bore yourself with a slow-burn plot before we get there, if we even decide to do it at all.

So, bottom line is- if you're here purely for sex, this is not the place for you.

Carlisle Takeshi Hane

Age: 19
Sex: Male
Species: Human
Height: 5ft 9
Nationality: Japanese/British
Race: Mixed - Caucasian/Asian
Languages: English and Japanese
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual (Versatile)
Relationship status: Single
Powers/Abilities/attributes: Rather intelligent and an experienced swordsman trained in kendo from a young age.
Quote: ‘A dish best served cold.’

Appearance: He has medium length dark brown hair with angular features on his face. His eyes are a deep blue and his skin quite pale. He isn’t muscular but toned and slender. He often looks a little disheveled not taking too much care to his appearance but doesn’t grow much facial hair, or hair on his body in general. He often wears black rimmed circular glasses that make him look rather unassuming.

Personality: He is usually a quiet hard working guy. He would rather just keep his head down and blend into the crowd. Trying his best to make it in society. He tends to be a bit of a closed book preferring not to delve into his own problems and bottle them up inside.Though he is a standoffish kind of guy if someone was to approach him he would be nothing but courteous and friendly. If anyone talks to him about manga or comic books, he will gladly talk your ears off. But other than that he isn’t a very talkative guy preferring to listen, to sit among people and simply observe, only joining in when he is spoken to. Though behind that mild mannered man is a boiling passion, one that if unleashed could mean for terrible or brilliant things. It all depends on what you did to unleash it.

Backstory: His mother was a English teacher who moved from England to Japan to start a new life where she fell in love with Carlisle's father Yamano Takeshi Hane. Yamano was a mob boss, a man who dealt in the underworld in his youth. But when he met Carlisle’s mother Lyra Archer he was very much a changed man. He left the life of crime behind and became very much a family man in a blink of an eye. That was because when Yamano and Lyra were dating and she found out about his dealing she gave him an ultimatum it was her or his life of crime. He was positively smitten with Lyra. He adored her more than he did anything in his life, probably why he changed so drastically and became an honest working man. Yamano after leaving the clan took up a job as a bodyguard, and for a long time he and Lyra lived a happy life and he even fathered a son, Carlisle.

Carlisle longed ever since he was young to become a comic book/manga artist, finding the stories of heroes and villains fascinating. It was one of the reasons he loved kendo so much, not only did his father enjoy it so it was something they could do together. But he always imagined himself as a sword wielding super hero when he was young, probably why he continued to practice kendo even now. And of course his love for drawing and creating were always a hobby of his. Though he knew a career in such work was low paying and difficult to find. So he mostly does that on the side. He is currently at university trying to get a degree in computer science and coding. He is intelligent enough that he can get by pretty well. And his life though not perfect by any means was on the up and up at least until 3 months ago. His father Yamano was killed in cold blood by the crime clan he once belonged to. Carlisle’s mother was distraught, the funeral was a somber affair that Carlisle didn’t even feel sad, just anger, seething anger. He wanted the men who did this to his father to pay dearly.

For the past three months he has been training himself none stop, finding out information from police reports that he hacked into the systems of the Tokyo police precinct about who did the murder, their height, age, what they looked like. And now he is ready to take his revenge

I don't have very many but the ones I do have are very simple.

1.Please respect the 1*8+ !!!!!!! If you are under, I am simply your mother.

2. Communicate with me, if you don't like how the rp is going or whatever else let me know. I'm friendly ooc I'll understand :)

3. Please be patient, I'm fairly new here and I'm still learning how this site works. I also do take awhile to reply but I will do my best to respond within a day.

Name: Kana Asano
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual
S/D: Submissive

Personality: Unstable, Grows attached to people.very easily, Will do anything to please the one she loves, murder is a simple request, Enjoys being dominated by the one she loves, psychotic, Can be very deadly, Violent when she becomes jealous, definitely a 'Yandere' personality type.

Okay I have a few very simple rules to follow

1 no straight rommance my girl is gay and only will do romance with another woman .

2 no homophobic a**holes

3 no one liners and no sm*t only roleplays I get bored with both so bored I’d rather watch paint dry in slow motion

RULES!!!!
Okay so it seems like everyone hates reading these but I find it fun. When I see a rules page on a profile I get happy because it shows they mean business and I don’t know...just fun knowing what they want and being able to fulfill it and then some...But to the point.

-If you add me, you send the first message...I may send the first one but don’t wait on it.

-No op ocs...opoc...Opoc..umm...anyway. If they can kill everything in one snap then I don’t like them

-I WANT TO LOVE!!! And by that I mean I need romance. Also means I need to like your OC. If he or she is a loner and or a straight up A**hole then why would my OC want them. Don’t need a knight in shining armour a cute peasant boy or maid girl are dreamy to be honest.

-Do not come in character. When you do there is no setting and therefore no story. Just don't.

-Talk to me :( I like to know what you are thinking of the rp and stuff...I’m a friend

If you have read these rules let me know by sending me friend requests. Surely I wont get requests from people who failed to read this right?....right?
Unless you don't want to be friends with me..then dont. But know that in the time you took to read this(Unless you skimmed) you could have been doing other things… Shame

❤

Roleplay style

Oh look, you are interested in me. Aww

Well let's try our best to keep this simple for you ladies and gents.

{Length}

I like to write at least two paragraphs. Honestly it isn’t too hard. Just be detailed. I have a word counter when I make replies that keeps me motivated to type more than 300 words.... That's a damn fine reply in my mind. I know during some parts there will be less but, Anything under 5 sentences is no fun. “Also this is how I speak in OC” {And OCC is this or sometimes other things...whatever im in the mood to use but...you will know}

{Time}

So.... I am not a busy gal; I do other things though. I have no idea when I will be on or off. Sometimes I may spend the whole day on here other days I wont log on at all(Not true, I will log on to check request because not knowing kinda bugs me)...still

{Sm*t?}
Yup, you wanna get freaky just let me know. However.... In a good story my OCs are not super easy. If you see one get naked and get caught peeking she will not let you hit...you will be hit. Some stories allow my OCs to be more slutty but my favorite stories have charaters that I will not ruin for quick sex. If you want to know my kinks just ask. I am not super kinky. I thought I was until I found all the things you people like and just… Whips, bite marks, clawing, dogs, ignore that

Last one...are all fun but diapers and vore are no...just….nope


And that is all, Hope you like it.

1. Babysitter gets an unorthodox interview.

2. Teen is late to school and finds that her teacher wants to give her a ride, but he or she wants something in return for the favor.

3. Teen gets caught shoplifting and must do what the security guard asks if she doesn't want to deal with the police.

4. Teen goes on movie date with boyfriend but a stranger makes his or her move on her secretly while the movie plays.

5. Teens Boyfriend throws a house party, and ends up being seduced by his best friend.

6. Teens mom asks her to deliver cookies to their new neighbor, but the neighbor insists on repaying them his own personal way.

7. Teens older brother or sister takes her out but has something deeper planned for their time out together.

8. Teen helping the homeless ends up helping in more ways than she could have imagined when they start making moves on her.

9. Teen helping at the prison ends up alone with an inmate or 2 inmates when she stumbles into the wrong area of the prison.

10. Teen working at gas station gets robbed and left with something she'll always remember.

11. Racist siblings find a chase teen through woods when they catch and teach her a lesson

12. Driving instructor fails teen but takes advantage of said situation and offering her another way to pass.

13. Teen gets stuck on road when a stranger finally stops to help her, but they want something in return.

14. Uncle or Aunt asks for niece to stay with them for the summer, but the fun they have planned is quite dirty and naughty.

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Name: Park Siwoo.
Nickname/s: Woo, Honey.
Age: 19.
Date of Birth: October 25th, 2001.
Species: Human.
Height: 5'9.
Weight: 58 kg.
Gender: Cis Male.
Pronouns: He/him.
Sexuality: Gay.
Relationship status: Single.
Occupation: College Student.
Languages: He knows English, Korean and only a tiny bit of Japanese.
Where were they originally from: He was originally born in Japan but lived in South Korea most of his life.
Voice: He has a rather scratchy and high voice with MANY voice cracks.
Personality: Siwoo is overall a shy boy but becomes fun in many ways once he grows fond or gets closer to you. He has two sides or most call it "faces" to him and keeps one hidden away. He's polite and kind and is always willing to help out others in any way possible.
Likes: He tends to like sweets and cute things such as Sanrio and Carnivals.
Dislikes: He doesn't go near those who are toxic nor those who think too highly of themselves.

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　　　　　　　　　♆ ⦁ ⊰ NAME ⊱ ⁃⁃⁃⁃ ATLAS AVERY

　　　　　　　　　♆ ⦁ ⊰ CODENAME ⊱ ⁃⁃⁃⁃ RIPTIDE

　　　　　　　　　♆ ⦁ ⊰ DOB ⊱ ⁃⁃⁃⁃ JUNE 21

　　　　　　　　　♆ ⦁ ⊰ HOROSCOPE ⊱ ⁃⁃⁃⁃ CANCER

　　　　　　　　　♆ ⦁ ⊰ AGE ⊱ ⁃⁃⁃⁃ 26

　　　　　　　　　♆ ⦁ ⊰ BIRTHPLACE ⊱ ⁃⁃⁃⁃ ATLANTIS

　　　　　　　　　♆ ⦁ ⊰ SPECIES ⊱ ⁃⁃⁃⁃ ATLANTEAN/ DEMIGOD

　　　　　　　　　♆ ⦁ ⊰ ORIENTATION ⊱ ⁃⁃⁃⁃ BISEXUAL

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Hello~ I go by Ache or Lee, but whatever you really want to call me is fine. I'm 19 and in college, though currently feeling like I'm dying due to it.

I'm a transgender man (ftm) meaning I only use he/him pronouns, though I don't think that'll be too big of an issue on here. I have a significant other and I'm also polyamorous, but I'm not looking for another partner off of here.

I've been roleplaying since I was 10, meaning I have 9 years of it up my sleeve. I'm going to college to be a psychologist as my major, English lit as my minor, and my back up back up plan is a cardiovascular surgeon.

I'm not going to go into too much detail, but I do have mental illnesses that do affect my every day life to the point that I have a service dog. I will mention that I have ADHD and RSD (Rejection Sensitivity), meaning I can lose motivation very easily. I think the rejection sensitivity speaks for itself. I also have chronic anxiety, meaning if I add you, it will take a hot minute to work up the courage to say hello. Please be patient with me, I am trying.

I guess that's the most interesting about me, I'm pretty boring and awkward.

Information

Name: Umbra Kiken

Nickname: None (Never truly given one)

Stand: Nightmare Fuel

Age: 19

Birthday: April 3rd

Zodiac: Aries

Weight: 192 lbs (87 kg)

Height: 6’2 (188 cm)

Nationality: Japanese/American

Hair Colour: Black

Eye Colour: Red

Favorite colour: “Ask me something pitiful like that again and I’ll kill you.” is what he’d say.

Appearance: Umbra wears black pants, a fitted long sleeve black shirt that displays the lean but defined torso of the boy. Over that, he’ll usually wear a hooded, scarlet red jacket that is around knee-length, swaying as he walks. On his feet, he wears heavy red boots, usually making his footsteps be heard due to the loud, booming sound of his boots.

Stand Info

Stand Name: Nightmare Fuel

Stand Appearance: Nightmare Fuel isn’t a generally flashy stand, not being super complicated in appearance. It appears as a hunched but lanky humanoid stand, with pure black skin. The face of Nightmare Fuel remains featureless, although those who have seen it’s face and survived claim it to be reminiscent of an endless void, albeit for a pair of glowing red eyes in the centre of this “void”, as in the darkness all you could see are those luminescent eyes. Along it’s back, shoulders, and elbows, long, white, crystalline-like spikes are present, being some sort of a defensive maneuver. The constant actions of the stand can be described as “glitchy”, as the stand frequently twitches and snaps it’s limbs around, making the sound of bones snapping. Along with that, low, deathly groans and breathes can be heard from the stand.

Power: A

Speed: B

Range: D (5m)

Durability: B

Precision: A

Potential (Learning): D

Stand Powers:

Wave of Fear (Active Ability): Whoever makes direct eye contact with the face of Nightmare Fuel will be instantly stricken with the emotions of fear, dread, anxiety, and sadness. This overwhelming amount of emotion can have different effects depending on the person. People with an extremely weak willpower or handle on their fear can end up practically “frozen with fear.” People with an extremely strong willpower can be distracted for a few seconds but can overcome that emotion. People who are moderate can end up having to fight with the emotions, being able to move but have the pressure of the emotions gnawing at them.

Terror Perception: When Nightmare Fuel strikes another person, it overrides the psychological state of the victim, making their perception or perspective on reality change. This reality is usually described as a “horrid hell”, as the reality is shaped around the deepest fears of the person afflicted. Once again, based on willpower and handling of their internal fears, the effects are different. With weaker people, the experience is said to break their mind, inducing a lengthly time of paranoia and insanity, even leading to lifetime effects, in one instance, causing his own father to gouge his own eyes out and attempt to kill himself to escape. For moderate-stronger people, their “terror reality” can merge with the regular reality, sort of like seeing double, or the thoughts of this reality can simply be implanted in their mind, causing them to think about it, without physically seeing it, allowing them to still fight.

Sense of Despair: Given Umbra’s keen understanding of fear, along with his stand, Nightmare Fuel, by being around people, he can basically sense their fear, or when they begin to feel anxiety or despair. These feelings only fuel the power of his stand. (Hint towards the name)

Weakness:

Self-Damaging: Due to Umbra’s experiences and the stand itself, Umbra deals with the effects of his stand as well. He consistently lacks sleep, as his every sleeping thought is turned into a realistic nightmare by his stand. As a teen, Umbra was petrified of his own stand.

Bio

Backstory (Not full detailed, but enough for you to understand :D):
Umbra was originally born in Osaka, Japan. But, at the age of four, his American father convinced his Japanese mother to move to America. The family settled into a small house in the little town of Dublin, Georgia. Being the only Japanese child growing up, Umbra was constantly bullied, messed with, and as he grew up, picked on physically. As if it could only get worse, his mother and father got into relentless arguments, ones eventually leading into his father beating down upon Umbra’s mother. Even as a little boy, after this would happen, Umbra would run over to his mommy and hug her leg, whispering if she was okay, even though he knew no better. His mother however, would put up with this brutal attitude just for the sake of Umbra, who she knew was going through tough times. Tough times only became tougher by the time Umbra turned thirteen, as his father’s rage shifted to him as well, causing the boy to be the center of a punishment with whatever his father could get his hands on. Until one night...it all changed.

Umbra’s life was filled with one emotion, fear. Fear of the bullies at school...fear of his father’s anger....fear for his mother...fear of making friends...fear for the life that laid ahead...fear that he would go to sleep and be forced to awaken the next day...It all hurt, and he just wanted it to end.

Another typical argument between his mother and father was what Umbra thought it was. Until soon enough, it fell silent. Umbra would scamper off his bed, pressing his ear to the floor below....nothing. Umbra creeped down the stairs, falling down the rest at the sight. His mother laid out in a puddle of her own blood, one of the stainless steel kitchen knives she bought plunged into her abdomen. Umbra crawled over to his mother, tears in his eyes as he held his mother’s hand, gripping the knife’s handle for a second, before realizing it would’t budge. His father was taking steps backwards, clearly not processing what he had done. Apparently, Umbra’s mother threw a vase and multiple other items at his father, approaching the man to hit him. In his own self-defense, the man grabbed a knife, impulsively stabbing his own wife.

In that moment, the stand named “Nightmare Fuel” began to manifest. Every emotion bottled up in Umbra boiling over. The fear. The pain. The hatred. All of it rushed towards the brain of Umbra, causing his entire body to quiver as tears fell. His father didn’t know what to do, but slowly walked over to the boy, attempting to grab his shoulder to calm him. As Umbra felt his father’s fingers, he swung around with a fist. Although his hand missed, the stand didn’t. Umbra gazed upon his father as he was thrown off his feet, getting up quickly as he stumbled backwards. In those moments, only the screams of his father filled the air, his father’s pleads of help, the shrieks of genuine terror. Nightmare Fuel’s “Terror Perception” was in effect. Umbra looked up to his right, being able to see the creature that enveloped the space, causing Umbra himself to scream and try to muster the strength to get away. His eyes snapped back and forth from the stand to his father....who was in the process of gouging his own eyeballs out with his bare hands. Umbra’s tears bursted from him, covering his face so he didn’t have to see his reality anymore. His dead mother, his crazed father, the “evil demon” that had appeared. “Go away...go away...go away.” Umbra consistently whispered, rocking back and forth as finally his father fell silent too.

Sirens emerged all around, a neighbor called the cops due to the screams that erupted from the home. The cops entered to a disturbing scene, a woman bled out from a knife wound, a man in the kitchen with both eyes removed and his own throat slit. The only remaining person being the thirteen year old, who as cops came close, his cries of “Go away!”, grew louder. As they picked him up from the ground, Umbra opened his eyes, pleading and screaming at the cops to notice the black figure. But, only he could see Nightmare Fuel.

As they questioned him later on, Umbra could only ramble on about the “demon”. Umbra even drew a picture for the cops, but once again, it seemed like his imagination. However, the evidence based upon the fingerprints of the knife handle pointed to Umbra possibly killing his mother. Even though that was wrong, the prosecutors could care less. Thankfully, his picture of this “demon” became useful in court, being pardoned on the account of insanity. Although, he’d be sent to a mental hospital for life.

The cycle only continued. Umbra never slept, as his mind was only filled with nightmares, his parents, and the hell he endured. His waking moments were filled with the “spirit that followed him”, causing the teenager to yelp in fear, making him get viewed as insane more and more. The testing done by doctors only made it worse, subjugating the teen to tests beyond what he could’ve expected. The treatment of Umbra by nurses only made him hate people even more. For about two years, Umbra was slowly losing his mind, growing his hatred, not knowing how to cope with everything happening.

Surely enough, Umbra soon got a grasp of his spirit, noticing how it seemingly defended him in subtle moments. At the age of 17, Umbra gathered what was left of his shattered soul, grasping his own fear to control it. Believing that he could channel his fear into action. Once the nurse came for her morning rounds, Umbra ripped through her stomach with a swift hand from Nightmare Fuel, going on a rampage through the mental hospital, killing those who hurt him. For once, it wasn’t Umbra feeling terrified. It wasn’t Umbra in pain. They were scared of him. They felt his pain. Umbra with a smile on his face eviscerated those in his path, leaving a trail of shattered skulls, holes in bodies, decapitations, the ones he attacked but didn’t kill left writhing in eternal horror.

Umbra escaped. Never to be seen again in Georgia. His current location is unknown. All that is known is that he is highly dangerous, a once soft, sweet boy, formed into a maniac.

Personality: Umbra is brutal and psychotic, making choices impulsively with little to no thought at times. He has grown a hatred for life, being a nihilist. Umbra is very charming in his own right, remnants of the teen that once was remaining within him. Umbra is basically fearless, grasping a calm demeanor that can instantly snap into aggression. Simply, Umbra is insane, with a sharp tongue, strong intellect, evil tendencies, and a lack of care for others.

Likes: Women, people being afraid, rock music, exotic food

Dislikes: People in general, doctors, the summer, having attention drawn to him

“Fear is eternal. No matter how much you run, how much you prepare, it is forever existing. No matter how much you push it away, it will always remain inside of you, attached to your very soul. Gnawing...fighting...forcing it’s way...until it overwhelms you. When that happens, you aren’t fearing something, you are the epitome of fear itself. One with the monster that you hate.”
~ Umbra Kiken

“None of us are truly stable. All it takes is one small spark of madness, and the human psyche burns to the ground. Values, morals, life itself, it’d all mean nothing. Call me crazy, but I might be more stable than you are right now. I’ve accepted it...have you?”
~ Umbra Kiken

Faeries are the prime inhabitants of Elfhame who possess magical abilities as well as longevity. They are known to live in both the Faerie Realm as well as the human world.

Fey have the ability of compulsion on humans. They can make humans compliant with any order or commanded. Fey often control mortals to perform housework and act as mindless house staff. Fey have been known to use mortals as means of entertainment. Fey do not have the ability lie. As a result, they tend to concentrate on words and ignore tone, especially if they haven't lived among humans.

Fey vary from each other due to their specific lineage and upbringing. There are multiple species within the species.

Fey tend to have pointed ears. Most have animal-like features, eg. cat eyes or horns. Fey can also possess wings and abnormal skin colors, such as green or white.

Faeries are twilight creatures. They wake up when the shadows grow long, and go to sleep before the sun rises. Faeries make up for the inability to lie with a panoply of deceptions and cruelties. They are masters of twisted words, pranks, omissions, riddles, and scandals. They are known for their revenges upon one another for ancient, half-remembered slights. Storms are less fickle than they are, seas are less capricious.

All the children of the Gentry, regardless of age, are taught by lecturers from all over the kingdom on the grounds of the palace. They learn about the movements of constellations, the medicinal and magical properties of herbs, the languages of birds, flowers, people, and the Folk. They also learn about the composition of riddles, how to walk soft-footed leaving no trace or sound, how to play the harp and the lute, and how to use the bow and the blade. They also practice enchantments and play at war.

The Folk do not like debt, which is why they will not repay a favor with mere thanks. They will often overpay to push the debt back onto the other person. They don't usually call things "gifts" or "prizes."

Marriage is unusual among the rulers of Faerie because once a ruler, one remains a ruler until death or abdication. A uniting of kings and/or queens can never be dissolved. Among commoners and the gentry, faerie marriages are arranged to be gotten out of, unlike mortal marriages. They contain conditions like "until you shall both renounce each other" or "unless one strikes the other in anger" or "for the duration of a life" without specifying whose life.

REAL NAME: Amélie Lacroix (née Guillard)

AGE: 33

HEIGHT: 1.75 m / 5'9"

OCCUPATION: Ballet dancer (formerly),
Assassin/Terrorist (currently)

BASE OF OPERATIONS: Annecy, France

AFFILIATION: Talon

RELATIVES: Gérard Lacroix (husband, deceased)


"One shot, one kill."


Widowmaker is an assassin, who possesses no emotion, except for the satisfaction of her targets' elimination.

Widowmaker equips herself with whatever it takes to eliminate her targets, including mines that dispense poisonous gas, a visor that grants her squad infra-sight, and a powerful sniper rifle that can fire in fully-automatic mode.


Bio:
Widowmaker is the perfect assassin: a patient, ruthlessly efficient killer who shows neither emotion nor remorse.

Story;
Amélie Guillard had been a successful ballerina, and a member of the once-influential Guillard family.
After marrying Gérard Lacroix, who was an agent of Overwatch leading operations against Talon, she adopted his surname.
In an attempt to kill Gérard, Talon kidnapped her and submitted her to neural reconditioning and torture to turn her into a sleeper agent.
Overwatch later rescued her, but after two weeks she killed Gérard in his sleep and returned to Talon.
The neural reconditioning had finished, turning her emotionless, and she was trained in covert arts.
Her heart rate was lowered to give her steadier aim, which turned her skin blue.
Despite this, Overwatch still believes that Talon killed her husband and kidnapped her again.

Now under the name of Widowmaker, she became a ruthless assassin. Feeling no emotion, save for the satisfaction of a job well-done.


Appearance;
Widowmaker is a relatively young woman with a curvaceous body, who has purple-blue skin, yellow eyes, and extremely long dark blue or black hair which she wears in a ponytail that reaches past her hips.
She wears a headpiece resembling a spiders face, a purple and silver body suit with a deep v-cut, and knee-high boots.
She has an arm piece on her left arm that shoots venom mines.
Widowmaker has two tattoos, one on her back resembling a spider, and one on her left arm which reads, “araignée du soir, cauchemar”.

Personality;
Due to her brainwashing, Widowmaker has a malevolent disposition and is very detached from her sentiment.
She shows no mercy for her targets no matter who they are and has a love for killing, claiming that it makes her feel alive.
She also seems to possess vanity when it comes to her skills and looks.

However, it is implied that Widowmaker isn't completely emotionless, as there are bits and pieces of evidence which indicate that her former self is still there somewhere.


Abilities;
~Widow's Kiss~

 35 rounds per clip
 
Primary fire: Automatic Mode

 10 shots per second
 1 round per shot

Secondary fire: Scope Mode

 5 rounds per shot
 

Widowmaker’s versatile sniper rifle is ideal for scope-aimed shots at distant targets. Should targets close to medium range, the rifle can also be fired in fully-automatic mode.


~Grappling Hook~

Widowmaker launches a grappling hook towards the location she’s aiming at – when the hook connects with a scalable surface, she’s quickly drawn towards it, allowing her to expand her view of the battlefield and evade or flank targets.


~Venom Mine~
 
Widowmaker adheres a swiftly-arming venom mine to nearly any surface.
When a target wanders within range of the mine’s motion trigger, it explodes, delivering poison gas to any enemies in the vicinity.

~Infra-Sight~

Widowmaker’s recon visor allows her to see the heat signatures of her targets through walls and objects.

"No one can hide from my sight."


Besides these abilities, although not an Expert, Widowmaker is also capable of Hand-To-Hand Combat, should the need arise.