Joe-Verwatch

It was defense on Numbani. Two of our teammates dropped out before the match, so it was me (Mercy) on the point with Genji and Hanzo. Our fourth player didn't pick until the last minute and we didn't get backfill until the point was under attack.

Genji constantly spammed for healing. Our Winston showed up after Hanzo died and placed a barrier over his corpse so I could safely resurect him, which I pointed out to Dad as exceptional teamwork that never happens to me. We lost the point soon after. I got a headshot elimination on Widowmaker at long range with my pea shooter, and held on to gold eliminations as Mercy for most of the match, which I pointed out to Dad as something that should probably not happen. The payload didn't stop until it was less than a meter away from goal. I switched to Moira for survival purposes. Ana, Winston and I held the point for about four minutes while Doomfist and the Shimada Bros flanked around, and somehow we won a game I had been convinced we were going to lose from the beginning.

I turned to Dad and laughed, "Well, that's basically Overwatch."

PHARAH: I didn't do anything. Why do you always blame me for everything?

ANA: Then why doesn't it work? I have been shooting at Reinhardt for what feels like days and he does not die.

PHARAH: Mom, Reinhardt's on our side.

D.VA: O-kay!

PHARAH: Acknowledged.

BRIGITTE: Understood.

MERCY: Alright, team! We've got this! I believe in you all! Let's get a nice, balanced roster, communicate, make good choices, and do our best!

HANZO: With every death, comes honor.

WIDOWMAKER: One shot. One kill.

MCCREE: Justice ain't gonna dispense itself.

ASHE: My business, my rules.

GENJI: Mi wo sutetemo, myouri wa sutezu.

SOLDIER 76: Soldier 76 reporting for duty.

HANZO: Wait a moment, what became of Mercy?

PHARAH: Mom...