[Talkin' shit about him, huh? To himself? How dare you, omnic. Junkrat's all ready to squawk out a nice long string of (Australian) curse words at Zenyatta, when all the bluster and fury starting to bubble in his telepathy suddenly vanishes. Like heat blown away by a quick breath.
Junkrat, the wanted junker.
Junkrat's wide grin can be felt, now, if not heard in his head-voice:]
-- Yeah, that's me all right. Better believe all those reports you've heard! [Yes, all the reports about him being so dangerous and scary and not the ones about him being an idiot.]
Maaaaybe you can tell the rest of your omnic buddies you talked t' me and got away without a scratch! That's a story for the ages if I've ever heard!
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Junkrat, the wanted junker.
Junkrat's wide grin can be felt, now, if not heard in his head-voice:]
-- Yeah, that's me all right. Better believe all those reports you've heard! [Yes, all the reports about him being so dangerous and scary and not the ones about him being an idiot.]
Maaaaybe you can tell the rest of your omnic buddies you talked t' me and got away without a scratch! That's a story for the ages if I've ever heard!