Her real name is Lena Oxton and her gimmick is time travel. I love her little cockney accent, but more than anything I love the way her ass looks in those tight leggings. She’s a hot little thing with a pixie haircut, bomber jacket and orange visor. If you’re not familiar with Overwatch, Tracer is kind of a run-and-gun kind of character. I felt like Blizzard had devalued her in the name of the SJW poison that was slowly strangling America. I was honestly a little pissed when they released that comic confirming she was gay. Truth is, I just liked Tracer because she was hot. I liked it, but I thought Genji was the coolest and McCree was my favorite. My main was Tracer, although it had nothing to do with her playstyle. When I got home from work, I’d get into my rig and I’d stream. You can make some half-decent money streaming Overwatch if you’re good, and I was very good. I was always a gamer, and as the landscape of how gamers played changed, I adapted. It got me by, even if I didn’t really enjoy it. I moved out into my own little apartment and I kept a steady job. The thing is, as the years went by, that conversation stuck with me and I started thinking that he was right. I tried to think of an argument but I really couldn’t, so I let it drop. Trust me, you’re never going to be as satisfied with a woman as you will with your own hands.” He respawned and continued playing, reshifting his focus back to the game. I’m in love! I’m happier the way I am now than I ever was with some slut. I’ve got all her merch, and I sleep with her every night. “Yeah, but… she’s not real…” I was also pretty sure she was only 11 in the show. She’s mine, and no one can take that from me.” I raised an eyebrow at him. That’s why I like Makiko! No fucking backtalk. “You know what’s never going to betray you? Animation. He swore as one of the stupid zombie aliens killed him, then sat back on the beaten up old couch we used to game on. Honestly, you’re much better off without them. That’s the thing the Chads don’t understand. “I mean, there’s got to be some good ones out there.” “They’re not all like that, though,” I said. Do you have any idea how fucking manipulative women are?” They just flash their tits and smile and people do anything for them. We were playing co-op on the original Halo, in the middle of the swamp level. I was in the middle of High School at the time. “Girls are overrated,” he said when he was over at my Mom’s house once. I could come to him about anything at all and he’d always have a solution. Still, Chris was always there to listen to my problems. He always made his characters look like some girl named Makiko Shimizu. He was about five years older than me and was a bit more into anime than I was. We’d met over Runescape back in the day and followed each other around since then. I didn’t have many friends, but one of my closest was a guy in my town named Chris. But I took some comfort in the fact that I was able to find some happiness in my life. A part of me was a little bitter, I’ll admit. Dates fell apart when I didn’t know what to talk about. None of my temporary crushes ever went anywhere. I was too shy and I found it hard to trust people, so I lashed out a lot. Girls were never really interested in me. It was just a silly fantasy, but I enjoyed it when I was younger. That she’d become obsessed and fallen head over heels in love with me. I used to fantasize that she’d become intrigued by me when I had beaten her. I built my team to be strong against her weaknesses so I could always protect her. When I played the games, I’d hang around her gym and pretend that we were on a date. Those legs, that sass, she was absolutely perfect. If you are under the age of 18, or do not wish to be exposed to descriptions of such situations, do not proceed. NSFW / Trigger Warnings: The following story contains adult content not suitable for children, including material of a sexual nature.