#adept shepard

[monowires]

MASS EFFECT; ADEPT SHEPARD

[bluerose5]

Adept Shepard pulling off some badass biotic moves in the field while about 90% of the Normandy Crew are staring.

Respectfully, of course. 👀

[theoriginalladya]

WIP Wednesday

So, no surprise, another Shepard in my head! lol  

Gabriel “Ree” Shepard    Colonist/Ruthless/Adept

Still trying to sort him out, but to do so I’ve been drabbling.  Here’s a bit of the drabble.  Super rough, but a good start.

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He is known as the Avenging Angel of Mindoir; the only survivor, the only one who knows.  The man who watched as his parents were butchered by batarian slavers, the one who fought back, alone, taking as many of them down with him as he could.  Only, he didn’t.  By the time the Alliance found him, he’d killed a good two dozen on his own; he nearly took out the commander of the squad who found him.  Batarians know him by name, some by face; those who are smart enough fear him.  Most are not that smart.  They view him as a trophy to be won; proof to the hegemony that the Alliance has it out for them.  

He is one man, one voice, one Angel.

He is known as the Butcher of Torfan.  The cold-hearted, calculating, ruthlessly efficient lieutenant who sacrificed most of his unit deep in the strongholds of that moon; the one who executed surrendering batarians rather than take them prisoner.  Assigned this mission specifically because he does not flinch when duty requires it. The batarians wanted him brought up on war crimes; to reward his success, the Alliance sends him to ICT, to train as the perfect weapon, the one to send in for worst case scenarios.  

He is one man, one voice, one soldier.

Gabriel “Ree” Shepard cares not what others think of him.  He has a job, a duty, a purpose; that is all that matters.  The happy-go-lucky kid from Mindoir, the kind-hearted soul so willingly generous with his time for those who asked of it; that person was killed when the batarians attacked, executed along with his family, his friends and everyone else who failed to make it off the colony.  Ree Shepard died and Gabriel Shepard, the Avenging Angel, was born from his ashes.

And the galaxy hasn’t been the same since…

[gucciorchid]

Snippet: Howl’s Moving Castle AU

So the basic premise is: 

Shepard is Howl, who is looking for Garrus, who is basically Sophie in this fic. I haven’t thought too much about the details yet but I just had to get the beginning scene out of my system. 

So in short: Shepard finds Garrus who has 0 idea who she is due to memory loss or something like that. Anyway, if you’re still with me here, enjoy:

“Garrus,”

She descends down with a screen of blue around herself. Must be a biotic. His name is a soft, hushed thing at her lips, and despite not knowing a thing about her, he feels a dull ache in your chest. He was never good at reading human expressions, but with her human brow-plates scrunching together, he knew something must be wrong. She lets out a huff. 

“I know you’re surprised but throw me a line here, Garrus.” Her voice is hushed, but not quite to the point of whispering. 

He’s not usually this quiet, not really, and certainly not with strangers who say his name like a lifeline. Garrus Vakarian has seen plenty of those types- civilians with nothing to live for, scrambling for his help. But even so, that comparison didn’t completely fit the bill. There was something other than desperation. A hint of joy, maybe. Like downing a shot of horosk after a hell of a day. Crap, he’s been quiet for too much now. Better say something. 

“I thought I knew all the biotics on this hunk of rock. There aren’t a lot of them here. A couple of asaris and a turian, if you can believe that.” His hand stays firmly on his Mattock, though he works to keep his shoulders slack and his posture slant; he even tilts his head to one side. 

The human, in response, furrows her brows deeper. He watches her hand to see if she’ll reach for her heavily modded pistol, but she doesn’t. Her first balls and her shoulders tighten, but even a blind pyjack can tell it’s not a sign of aggression. It looks more like … frustration. She breathes once, and Garrus can see her schooling her face back to a neutral state. It’s strange- reading human expressions never came this naturally to him. She mumbles something into her comms before speaking again, her face now unreadable. 

“Who ar-”

“You’re the last turian who should be saying that.” It sounds like an accusation and a statement. He doesn’t know what to say. “I’d tell you my name if you didn’t know it. You can tell me when you figure it out.” Her gaze holds his, then a rustle. Those eyes, her deep green eyes dart around the street, and glances at her omni-tool. “But right now, I have to get you out of here.” 

She marches forward and stands on her toes as she tries her best to slug an arm around his cowl and Garrus has trouble suppressing his laughter. She sends a glare his way, and opts for wrapping her arm around his waist. No matter how powerful of a biotic she was, there was simply no way she could lift a turin in a full heavy armor- 

Well. 

He stands corrected. 

She concentrates her biotics to their feet and soon enough, they are walking on air. He hasn’t seen any biotics pull a stunt like this before. It doesn’t take long for Garrus to realize troops in black tactfully surround his previous location- he doesn’t recognize their insignia. 

“My ship’s probably your safest bet for you, Garrus. I’m taking you there.” For a moment, he doesn’t know what she’s on about- if a ship docked on Omega, he would have known. But after following her green gaze to the docks, a ship, sleek in shape but upon closer inspection, held together by debris and sheer will. A quick glance to the cleanest side of the ship before she tugged him inside the airlock earned him the ship’s name. The Normandy.

[agirlwithadiary]

It baffles me how people still discriminate against human biotics. Especially if Commander Shepard is one, be it Vanguard, adept or sentinel.

You think human biotics are freaks? Well, guess what, a human biotic saved the goddamn galaxy.. soooo think again.

[thatgaymerguyb]

Mass Effect Paragon S3 Ep39 Im Proud of You (Finale) 

The series finale of my episodic Mass Effect series based on the trilogy!  Caleb Shepard’s journey has come to an end. 

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Mass Effect Paragon S3 Ep35 Probably Our Last

Celebrating TeN7 a new episode everyday for the rest of the week

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The first trailer for my Mass Effect Paragon series third season!