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Independent, private Mass Effect roleplay blog for Gillian Grayson from the Mass Effect Ascension novel. Canon-divergent. 21+ mun and 18+ blog.
Please read the rules prior to interaction.
rules || dossier (canon) || plotting cheat sheet || verses || memes || headcanons
🏠 ·₊˚ 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞. — various sentence starters from the book house of leaves. ( EXHIBIT XXV. )
❝ These I also toss. ❞
❝ There are so many stories . . . ❞
❝ Perhaps I'll be lucky and discover this awful dread that gnaws on me day and night is nothing more than the shock wave caused by too many crude chemicals rioting in my skull for too long. ❞
❝ Then again perhaps in finding my clearing I'll only make myself an easier prey for the real terror that tracks me, waiting beyond the perimeter, past the tall grass, the brush, that stand of trees, cloaked in shadow and rot, but with enough presence to resurrect within me a whole set of ancient reflexes. ❞
❝ But by then it will already be too late. The distance far too great to cover. As if there ever really was a place to hide. ❞
❝ At least I'll have a gun. I'll buy a gun. Then I'll crouch and I will wait. ❞
❝ Outside shots fired. Lots. ❞
❝ Somehow the date escaped me. ❞
❝ Which I realize means I forgot my own birthday. ❞
❝ I'm probably the only one alive willing to at least attempt on my behalf that tricky flying fuck maneuver. ❞
❝ The neon markers and fishing line last at most six days before they are entirely consumed by the house. ❞
❝ How we get through it, I don't have a clue. But that crying's coming from the other side. ❞
❝ [He/She/They] will live. ❞
❝ Here then the aftermath of meaning. A lifetime finished between the space of two frames. The dark line where the eye persists in seeing something that was never there to begin with. ❞
❝ Since when did you bring a gun? ❞
❝ Are you kidding me? This place is scary. ❞
❝ I can't see a fucking thing. ❞
❝ Awwwwwwwwwww shit! ❞
❝ [He's/She's/They're] alive. ❞
❝ [Name], come here. [Name's] breathing. ❞
❝ It doesn't matter [name], [He's/She's/They're] still dead. ❞
❝ Some habits die hard, huh? ❞
❝ Something about the terror of the staircase. ❞
❝ It's actually pretty sad. ❞
❝ What follows here is hopelessly incomplete. ❞
❝ The whole thing was really quite brilliant, ❞
❝ What difference does it make? They're dead anyway, right? Or not-alive, however you want to look at it. ❞
❝ I also discovered that most of the pieces were stained with blood. ❞
❝ But for whatever reason I was overcome by my own impulse to save what was left. ❞
❝ All suggesting the same theme but somehow never quite fitting back together. ❞
❝ On more than a few occasions I even considered excluding all this. ❞
❝ One thing's for sure: it did disturb me. ❞
❝ There's just something so creepy about all the violence and blood. I mean over what? This? ❞
❝ Maybe it really was too personal. ❞
❝ Who knows. But here it is. All that's left. ❞
Oh! The intimacy of adopting each other’s vocabulary.
starter for @fracturedechoes
The sound of whatever machine she had heard back then still drifted through her mind as if the memory was raw, a matter of being mere seconds ago. A hand came to rest at her temple as Gillian found herself spiraling into contemplation again. She had managed to remain hidden from Cerberus so far. Compared to all the places out there in the galaxy, this place wasn't awful, either. In fact, had Gillian believed in miracles, she would have considered it one, given the fact that this had ended up being her destination. Its egalitarian system reminded her of her home colony, Yandoa. The compassion of it, the beauty in what had been established almost had her forget the danger that might be awaiting her.
Wasn't she in danger? A part of her wanted to believe she was safe, even if she had been torn away from anything she had ever known. This was Earth — ironically foreign to her despite her human origin, as she had never been to Earth before — and while initially she figured the different appearance of her surroundings to be a matter of cultural differences, Gillian soon came to realize she hadn't merely traveled in space.
No, this rift — she had thought of it as some kind of Mass Relay — had sent her through another dimension. Time.
2077. She wasn't even supposed to be born yet. Not in another 90 years. This was before First Contact. A time unimaginable to someone who had been born years after the discovery of alien life. But, the furthest you could be from Cerberus, an organization that hadn't been founded yet.
Getting up from her bed, she put the book aside she'd been holding (though not reading, as her mind had wandered) — a real paper book, something that had become a luxury in her time — and made her way towards the communal kitchen of this oasis for spiritual health, as they called this clinic. As she retrieved a tea cup from the shelf, she found her gaze drifting towards a blonde, curly-haired woman she had not seen around this place before. New staff? Or a new patient? Small as this place was, new faces always stood out.
today is may 2, gillian's birthday!! now she's -141!!
sadly i don't have a birthday gif of india eisley, but let's say she is eating cake here
i need to get things going on this blog so like this for a starter
The art Steve R Dodd gave us in 2025. Can’t wait for his 2026 output to start flowing!
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Ice cream! I'm not sure if it's really a guilty pleasure. You wouldn't have to feel as guilty for having ice cream as a meal in Mass Effect since they would have synthetic, healthy sugar replacements (that Gillian would definitely strictly stick to), and although some would argue it's no proper meal, I don't think Gillian would feel guilty about it at all, but either way, she will indulge in it no matter what anyone says. Even for breakfast. If there's ice cream on the Normandy, you're guaranteed to see her in the mess hall. ☺️
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˙˖°❤︎ ༘ ⋆ : AT TOUCH OF LOVE, EVERYONE BECOMES A POET. ... a collection of romantic roleplay sentence starters for valentine &. such! genre: slice of life, romance, etc.
What were you doing… what were you thinking, there all alone?
I didn't want to appear superficial. It's a bit childish not to have bad memories, isn't it?
I don't know why I remember it like that.
I think memories were already beautiful but we only realize it after because we weren't paying attention.
Do you know that what you said struck me?
Even if it doesn't seem like it, that's very romantic.
Do you know what I like about you?
I don't have good memories because… nothing good enough has ever happened to me. So, let's make some.
Let's end it here, before the poetry becomes mush.
Over time, everything becomes "whatever". This way everything will remain a marvel.
The first time you told me, it was a single flower. The rest of the bouquet has grown over time.
It always starts like that, right?
It was in the past when you said it. The present doesn't exist.
The present doesn't exist, it's an illusion.
Doesn't this place remind you of anything?
We can also go dancing tonight, if we hurry!
Now you use your imagination.
Why do you always have to be an asshole?
This nostalgia thing… I never got it.
Will you tell me or not?
In fact, you know what? I admire you.
Anyway it's beautiful, I like it.
You mean… to live here, you and I?
One time you came up with something, and I got a kiss.
How many things have we experienced this kind of love before?
We're not even a thousand years old. It would take another lifetime to remember it all.
Maybe soon we won't die anymore, and we'll have plenty of time to remember.
Things are less beautiful because we worry that they will end.
Does it feel strange to be in this house?
It's stupid. I don't even want to tell you.
For me, it was one of our best memories.
Never mind, it's not serious, it happens.
So Bogart and Bergman stay together?
Do you think that in a Hollywood movie, she would leave with another man?
You're too romantic. You're becoming me.
Listen, in your opinion, is ours becoming a beautiful friendship too?
In a way… it's beautiful, particularly in love, it's normal for other things to take over.
It's normal for things to change, which is a beautiful thing, that it change.
I'll light the fireplace, we can eat.
Stay, there's this good smell of death that you like so much.
I can't, with [him/her/them]. I must always be cheerful. It's different with you.
Who knows what effect it has on someone to see oneself again.
You see? It just seems like everything can actually be bad.
I didn't imagine you writing poetry.
What was I doing to you?
How do you not like it anymore? We always have.
It's not sad, it's romantic. Maybe we can change the game.
Because the past is the past, right?
Let's talk a little then? About us?
Do you see how things are going?
It's not our fault. It started ending when it began.
Are you happy with me?
I was getting miserable, and so this morning I came looking for you..
You are… the least miserable thing I remember.
I have a poem of yours somewhere.
I was looking for… a little bit of poetry.
It was a different time, it was a… a good time.
Do you want to tell me the story?
In the beginning it was all a marvel, I didn't think I could live such a thing.
Call [him/her/them]. Maybe bring some flowers.
What are you thinking about? What's on your mind?
I'm thinking about how much fun I've been having since I've been with you.
You don't have to tell yourself that everything was perfect.
Something is already beautiful while it happens.
Hey. I love you.
You used to say I was deep.
What do we do with this nice rest of Sunday?
I like this a lot, it's what I use.
I wasn't expecting to see you here.
Come on, make the effort.
It's also a little thanks to you. I learned a few things.
To be well, to not have to look back, to not pretend too much.
If you hadn't called me, I wouldn't have…ever thought to invite you.
Listen, tell me what day it is, be there, okay?
It's Valentine's, please.
Maybe it won't be years again before we see each other.
Isn't it a bit early for the fireworks?
Surely…you could have chosen another place?
Are you at least a little happy?
When we no longer died, would you always be happy?
I realized that we're in the future now, and…well, it had to arrive now.
The future, after all that present.
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