text; un: xxreaperxx

[doxxing]

Well, hi there everybody.

I'm with a bunch of the other new arrivals, and I have got to say this has been a real exciting time so far. A new world, people from other worlds -- that's super fascinating.

I sure can't wait to get to know you all better and make some friends.

So let's do a bit of an icebreaker:

1. What's your name?
2. What's your favorite game?
3. What did you do for work on your world?
4. What's your favorite hobby?

I can start.

1. Sombra
2. I'm a big fan of "two truths and a lie".
3. Contractor.
4. Making friends, of course.

Now, it's your turn.

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[doxxing]

Well hey there, Papi.

I met your best friend. That was interesting.

[hellshot]

Don't start with that.

And he's far from my best friend.

A better word would be stalker.

I'd warn you to watch yourself.

But we both know you don't need it.

[doxxing]

If you didn't like him, you would've dealt with that already.

Please. I'm not worried about little tonto. He's gonna be fun.

[hellshot]

He's not worth the bullets, the effort, or the inquiry that'll come when his corpse shows up like the others I leave behind.

He's got strange powers that aren't of our world.

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[doxxing]

Well, I wasn't going with a dead body, but sure that's a good point too.

So I heard. And he told me some other interesting things.

So maybe you can tell me what Eluvio is.

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[hellshot]

[He expected that would be coming, so of course, he already has an easy answer for her.]

Five months before I showed up here, I was spirited away to a fleet that was travelling as a collective through space in search of a planet to settle on to make 'home'.

It was a complete horror show. There were hundreds of people from different planets and timelines who got pulled into the fleet due to space-time disturbances that the fleet made, and we were all made to be part of the crew until they could find a way to send us home.

We were in that fleet together, alongside a few others who are here with us, now. We watched more than a dozen of our 'fellow' crewmembers get killed, their corpses strewn about on board to send some sort of fucked up message.

...

And unsurprisingly, you were heavily involved with more than a few things that happened on board, what with your usual habits of getting all the information you can.

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[doxxing]

[There are a lot of things she can deal with. Other worlds, talking apes, spirit dragons, superpowers, the whole thing. Alternate dimensions are fine, until it involves her.]

I don't remember any of that.

[It bothers her. She's the real Sombra, isn't she? What if Reaper likes this other Sombra better?

Not allowed.]

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[hellshot]

[It's likely completely impossible for him to like any sort of 'Sombra' better. All that matters to him at this moment is that she's Alive.

After all, when he'd wound up here in Riverview without her, he'd assumed the worst.]

Didn't think you did.

All I can figure is that whatever force brought us there, made you go home instead of sending you here.

My theory is...
Whatever force sent you back, also caused you to forget your experiences there before you arrived here.