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Shit. I’m that weirdo nobody RPs with or follows who always likes everybody’s posts.
Does "fashion my shitposts into a crude shiv and carve myself a niche in the Mass Effect RP fandom” count as a New Year’s Resolution?
Send me 'honesty' and I'll fill out this form from my muse to yours.
fill out here!
Two hundred years later, and people are still making these things.
I love it.
I am the fire
I am burning brighter
Roaring like a storm
And I am the one I’ve been waiting for
“I’m inside your head. You should be more careful.”
“...don’t you need a warrant for that?”
I would like to formally start a “would have romanced Legion in a second if it was an option” club.
Any other members?
You can call us The Robotfuckers for short.
I would like to formally start a “would have romanced Legion in a second if it was an option” club.
Any other members?
You can call us The Robotfuckers for short.
Kalahira, Mistress of inscrutable depths, —-I ask forgiveness.
He suspects he knows the reason for her visit. He was one of the few left onboard the ship of those that had fought the Collectors, though for how much longer, he did not know. Thane had become too sick to be of any use, not without putting strain on a dying body.
Leaving behind the crew of the Normandy is inevitable, something that is going to happen sooner, rather than later.
”Shepard.”
Thane greets the commander as he has done many times before, hands clasped before his face as he peers at the small window. He turns his gaze towards her as she approaches, a contemplative look upon his features.
”I have given it some thought, yes. Kolyat still remains on the Citadel. I think I will join him the next time we are there.” There is little point in staying when he cannot be of any help to them.
“That’s a good choice, I think. You’ll be comfortable there. Kolyat will find a place he can fit.” Shepard smiles, solemnly, and more forced than she’d like to admit. “Something that doesn’t involve getting shot at every day, you know?”
If she stops talking, it will mean she has to start thinking, so the Spectre pushes on, letting the words go wherever they will.
“Oh, that reminds me. I got you something. Was hoping we’d be able to pick it up so I could give it to your in person, but we’re closer to the Citadel than Sol, so... I’ll just have them forward it to you, once you’re settled in.”
The lull in the conversation is fragile, a stack of rocks shaking in the wind. It’s the kind of silence that demands to be broken sooner or later, whether you want it to be or not.
“It’s a dehumidifier. You know, takes moisture out of the air? Thought it might help a little bit, with wherever you two end up. Honestly, it was a bitch to find one, I must have checked just about every pawn shop and garage sale in existence.” A quiet sound, something like a laugh, slips from between her lips. Then comes another one, louder, and this one definitely isn’t a laugh.
“...it’s not fair. We’ve saved billions of lives, I’ve got more credits than I know what to do with, and I still can’t do a damn thing to help you.” Shepard puts a hand over her mouth, and tries not to cry. She fails miserably. “A Spectre and the deadliest assassin in the galaxy... beaten by fucking knockoff tuberculosis.“
“What you’re thinking right now is a criminal offence, so I suggest you keep it at that. A thought.”
“Okay, first off, how the hell did you do that?” Shepard’s face isn’t that easy to read, is it?
‘Hey, Shepard, isn’t your relationship with some of your squadmates a little... unprofessional?’
So, what, I’m allowed to put my life in their hands, but not my tits? Fuck off.
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“Can I help you?”
"Maybe. That's what I'm hoping to find out." This guy seemed like a civilian, so Shepard held out her hand. Right mix of formal and respectful. "Commander Shepard, Alliance Military. I'm looking for a turian. Goes by 'Archangel'?"
Let's be real No matter how bad we are, we will never be worse than Origin.
Slanaith, commander and trash leader
Temper, she makes the shitpost laughter
Decody, he is the toughest fighter
Shitshepards break the game
I don’t actually know how I feel about my url. It was supposed to be like, a reference to her being biotic (temper your mind) and also hot headed (mind your temper)
But I don’t know. Maybe it'd make more sense if she was an adept?
there can only be one trash shepard in this fandom and that’s me
Okay but I call dibs on being shitpost Shepard.
excuse all of y’all the bad bitch is here now
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