Sigma's Thoughts On Toe Socks?

Sigma's thoughts on toe socks?

[Answered on 07/02/22]

"Toe.. socks? Well ah.. I would say that they are even more uncomfortable to wear than normal socks... They still cover the feet and prevent me from feeling the ground beneath me and what's even worse is that they now wedge fabric between the toes and.. ick.. Just know, that in my opinion they are most definitely a scientific mishap.."

I know this post is formatted a little differently than normal but hey I wanted to try answering an ask in character! In any case, apologies this is so late Anon and here's hoping you enjoyed my answer!

[Posted on 07/02/20]

Hello, hello! Stardust here to share a roleplay response I wrote yesterday for a Sigmoira roleplay I've been doing! For a little context, Moira is performing Siebren's initial interview, and she requests that he elaborate on the black hole incident. I was really really proud of how this reply turned out and thought I'd share it! If anyone's wondering, the reply is 4,779 characters and 859 words long. It was really fun to write and I hope you all find it entertaining!

Siebren's heart drops when she says she'd need him to elaborate about the black hole incident. He'd been hoping she wouldn't ask him to do this but alas. He nods as she speaks before taking a deep breath and sighing.

"Very well. Allow me to explain..."

Siebren then begins to recount the day when his life was forever changed...

— — —

That day two weeks into Siebren's team's stay on the International Space Station had begun just like any other. Everyone had been woken up at the crack of dawn to perform their chores, but today was special. The team's final goal on the ISS was to conduct a gravity experiment that could quite possibly change the course of human history, and today was the date of that experiment. The lead scientist, Dr. Siebren de Kuiper, had been awake far earlier than his colleagues so when they shambled into the cafeteria for coffee he simply chuckled.

"Well good morning, sleepy heads. Wonderful to see you all finally awake! We do know what day it is today, yes?"

One of his groggy companions groans and begins to think. She sighs.

"It's Monday, I think? Why?"

"No, no. I mean what the date is."

One of his other companions pipes up, still in his tired daze.

"It's the 20th."

Siebren sighs tiredly. Had they really forgotten the meaning of today? Had the history they were going to make on this very date slipped their minds?

"It's the day of our gravitic experiment! Today we'll be making history!"

Siebren spoke with such excitement and vitality but his colleagues don't seem to mirror it; they all tiredly get their coffee and shamble off to their chores. The Dutchman sighs before going off to begin the preparations for the experiment later that day.

— — —

At this point in his account, Siebren takes a moment and pauses. His hands were shaking, and he could hear his heart beating in his ears. He takes a slow, deep breath and exhales. He mutters for a moment.

"Hold it together. Hold it... together."

Having recollected himself, he continues his account of the events of that day.

— — —

It was now afternoon and all of the chores had been completed and preparations were done. It was now time for the gravitic experiment that served as the team's final goal. As Siebren slowly made his way through the many corridors that lead to the testing chamber, he quietly muttered to himself; he had been assuring himself since his first waking moment that this day was when he and his colleagues would go down in history. A sinking feeling sat in the Dutchman's chest that screamed that something was going to go wrong. He stops in front of the chamber designated for the experiment and takes a deep breath.

"Time to make history."

Siebren was in fact going to make history today simply not in the way he expected.

— — —

Siebren suddenly stops speaking for a moment. His hands were at either side of his head, his fingers pressing into his temples. His melody was growing in volume the longer he went on. He was trembling and his breathing had turned shallow and ragged. The tall male was in almost an upright fetal position with his head down, close to his body. At this point in the account, it would've been a good idea to stop him but before an objection can even be made, he draws one more ragged breath and continues to speak.

— — —

Everything was going as planned in the beginning. The experiment was playing out at a reasonable pace and nothing had gone awry just yet. Siebren sighs as all of this occurs; maybe that feeling from earlier was simply his nerves? Moments after the thought passes through his mind, everything changes. The field containing the experiment began to fail. The Dutchman desperately begins trying to figure out the cause. The brief formation of a black hole occurs just before he can do so, exposing him to its extreme power.

— — —

A scream tears out of the Dutchman's throat as the memory returns to him. In a matter of seconds, the room is sent into zero-g's. The table between the astrophysicist and the biologist and their chairs lift. The objects in the room drop right back to the ground. Quiet sobs leave the male before suddenly stopping. Siebren falls completely silent, unmoving. Had his quiet gasps for air not been audible, one could've assumed he'd stopped breathing all together.

All of a sudden, Moira is thrown back from her chair and pinned against the wall behind her by some unseen force. The Dutchman's very frightened and submissive posture shifts; slowly his hands move to rest on the table and his back straightens. The once confused expression that had been plastered over Siebren's face had turned to a cold, menacing one. He scoffs a bit and when he speaks it's quite obviously /not/ Siebren.

"I was certain my distrust of you was well placed and it seems you've confirmed my hypothesis..."

This. This was Subject Sigma.

[Reblogged on 11/11/21]

Blizzard take notes and give us a Phantom of the Opera skin 👁️👁️

i like the maestro skin.... but make it theater kid flavoured

[Posted on 08/02/20]

N o t a P u s h o v e r

A sound almost like the clap of thunder rang out of one of the rooms in Talon's Rome stationed base. Y/N found themself pinned against a wall, three feet from the floor, with their limbs being held down by some unseen force. The source of the sound had been one of the large hands of Talon's resident dissociative astrophysicist slamming against the wall Y/N was pinned to. His hand had been only a few inches from Y/N's ears, making Y/N wince.

Even though they were being held rather high off the ground by what was more than likely the astrophysicist's gravitational abilities, the Dutchman still towered over them. The cold features on the male's face signified that it was not Siebren in control of the body but Sigma. His cold eyes bear into Y/N's own as he leans forward, closing the small gap between them. His words are cold and just a bit agitated.

"I can assure you, geliefde, I am no pushover."

[Reblogged on 07/02/22]

This is adorable wtf 🥺💙 The boyos

Winston: he’s not fit for battle in this condition. He’s neurotic to the point of being afraid of leaving his room and any mention of implementing his powers into battle send him spiralling-

76: that’s why I’m asking you winston. Please. Let me take him in as my ward. Let me give him the help I failed to give him when I was in charge…

Winston: …You blame yourself for Overwatch not saving him? But you didn’t even know about-

76: I did… and I fucking believed the government when they lied to my face and promised he’d be well taken care of… so please… let me look after him now…

Winston: *gently places his hand on his shoulder* so long as you promise you’ll ask for help too when you need it…

76: …I will…

*a few hours later*

Siebren: *shaking and looking over his shoulder repeatedly as he floats through the halls* wh-where are we going?? P-please don’t take me to the lab I don’t want to go back to the lab-

76: *holding his hand and so gently guiding him along like a balloon* it’s okay doc, we’re just moving you to a more comfortable accomodation. *stops in front of his apartment and punches in the code before leading him inside* your room is right next to mine, if you need anything at all come tell me and I’ll take care of it for you okay?

Siebren: *posture immediately relaxing at being in the homely and cozy space* o-okay.

76: everything’s gonna be okay now doc, I promise.

[Posted on 11/11/21]

Ahaha guess who's back bb :)

But yes hello everyone! I'm finally back :D And first of all, hello to my now 44 followers! I left the blog for a hot second due to school stress and whatnot and I came back to forty four followers and an ungodly amount of love on my content. So thank you guys so much to enjoying my stuff and for taking the time to give the blog a follow! I'm getting back to doing OW stuff so you guys can expect content very soon once I get through finals >:D In the meantime, feel free to drop me an ask in my box and I'll get back to it as soon as I can! Again ty for all the support and love! All of you be sure to stay safe, hydrate, and get something to eat! Much love from the Sieb blog! 💙