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All I can say is this, the whole Gengis Khan bs was a bit too ridiculous for me.

Overwatch 2 is a festering abomination of pixels, a vile digital gremlin that crawled out of a corporate fever dream and spat in the face of common decency. It’s not a game; it’s a neon-colored turd circus where every second spent playing feels like voluntarily punching yourself in the frontal lobe while screaming at a wall made of broken dreams.

The balance is a schizophrenic hellscape. One second you’re obliterated by a sniper who might as well be quantum-entangled with your soul, the next you’re crushed under a payload of RNG ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ that makes actual physics look like child’s play. The maps are recycled nightmares painted over with slightly different neon vomit, like someone smeared toothpaste on a sewer grate and called it “innovation.”

Monetization is pure, unadulterated filth. Every cosmetic, battle pass, and “free” loot box is a flashing middle finger to players, a grotesque carnival of greed wrapped in empty promises and the sweet aroma of corporate desperation. Playing the game is like being trapped in a room with a screaming accountant who’s also trying to staple your genitals to a wall.

Graphically, it’s a fluorescent garbage heap masquerading as a visual experience. The “new features” are the product of chimpanzees drunk on hubris, shoved together with glue made from the tears of fired developers. Every patch, every update, every so-called “fix” is a testament to incompetence and malevolent laziness.

Overwatch 2 doesn’t exist to entertain, challenge, or engage—it exists solely to inflict suffering. It’s a blasphemous insult to human intelligence, a game-shaped cancer that should be quarantined from reality. Playing it is an act of self-flagellation, a ritual of torment for those masochists still dumb enough to believe it could be anything other than a cataclysmic dumpster fire.

In short: Overwatch 2 is a cosmic-level ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, a neon-flavored nightmare, and the unholy spawn of corporate ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ who collectively decided to ♥♥♥♥ on every ounce of what made the original tolerable.

Update: The game is still an immense level of ♥♥♥♥, tanks think they're DPS, supports don't ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ support, cuz guess what? THEY ALSO THINK THEY'RE DPS. Someone needs to molest these people into understanding their roles, TANKS TANK DAMAGE, SUPPORTS SUPPORT THE TEAM AND HEAL. I have just about lost my ♥♥♥♥ with these mouth breathing liptards not knowing how the ♥♥♥♥ to play the game.

♥♥♥♥ game

You see, ladies and gentlemen. When you experience a videogame you otherwise thought was bad, alongside a femboy. Your look on the world changes, you realize that the game isn't so bad.

This is what I experienced, and I hope you all do too, if nothing else, I have a complaint about the fact that the game lacks thicc thigh femboys and big booty latinas. Much love, Ban

If I could I'd refund this ♥♥♥♥♥ rn

This ♥♥♥♥ some ass

500 hours: ♥♥♥♥ game


600 hour update: still ♥♥♥♥ game


700 hour update: ♥♥♥♥ but mag7 and femboy