I made the same connection when I first bought Overwatch. Blizzard's story direction with the game is utter crap in my eyes, whereas Valve's is pure brilliance, so my heart lies with Scout.
In a fight however, Tracer would skin the poor Brooklyn boy alive.
Alien
DOOM Guy runs through the mining ship at 60 fucking miles per hour
Accidentally bumps into the xenomorph and obliterates it
drinks the acid blood and converts it to armor
jumps into space
finds James Cameron
kills him before he can make Aliens
Game over, man.
Proud to say I haven't played this video game equivalent to crack-cocaine in over 2 years, but Shyvana was my girl from day one to the end. I dearly miss dragon-ing into crowds of unsuspecting enemies.
My friend's mom was actually translating all the Spanish in the game for us while we were playing ("They really love their "shit", don't they?" - Catherine on The Village), but on the island there was this one voice track where I could've sworn they were screaming "It's a cookie!". I never found...