heh heh heh

I am Urdnot Grunt. I am pure Krogan; you should be in awe

[tankedkrogan]

[i will not be doing replies until next weekend. i have school work that i need to do so i'll see u all then!]

[robokaito-deactivated20150605]

"Wwwee aRRRrrre… we… wwWWWE AArrRRE GGGggethhHH. ggGrRRRRrrEetingGGgggsS."

[tankedkrogan]

"If you keep on doing that I’m going to rip your head off" 

[robokaito-deactivated20150605]

"WwwWEEEE INNnnvittte yyYYoOOOuu tTTtTo ttrYyYY." The geth’s speech was peppered with electronic stammering, and it sounded… if a geth could sound hopeful, this platform certainly did.

[tankedkrogan]

"Try? What do I even do? It just sounds like you're having a really hard time processing something and its really annoying. What even is that sound anyway?" Grunt was curious and annoyed at the same time over Legion's constant electronic chatter. He always wondered what it actually meant.

[robokaito-deactivated20150605]

"Wwwee aRRRrrre… we… wwWWWE AArrRRE GGGggethhHH. ggGrRRRRrrEetingGGgggsS."

[tankedkrogan]

"If you keep on doing that I'm going to rip your head off" 

[unorthodoxsaint]

"Have it your way." Shepard wasn’t about to bargain with anyone, least of all a member of his own crew. "I planned on buying you a shotgun for the next mission, but I can always transfer that money into my personal account if you’d rather stay on the ship and work on your spelling. Maybe with all those damn credits I save, I’ll be able to get myself another set of fish. Bastards never live past a single week. Maybe me and the team’ll get a steak or two afterwards- grab some ryncol after finishing up Thane’s personal bullshit. But you go ahead and guard the engineering deck. I’ll be back in a day or two." Shepard stood and walked to the elevator, brushing past Grunt in the process. 

"Sorry, kid. Little cramped, ain’t it? Stuck on this damn ship for weeks at a time…"

[tankedkrogan]

Grunt stops at the elevator overhearing Shepard talking about the new gun he was going to get. "It's annoying just being on the ship doing nothing but waiting for our next mission. We should be out somewhere kicking ass." Grunt thinks to himself for a moment as gets into the elevator. "Were you really going to get me a new gun? I really would like one." Grunt imagines holding a brand now shotgun that can blast the head off a turian. He almost loses himself in the excitement but focuses on Shepard to hear his answer.

[unorthodoxsaint]

With an audible yawn, he scrolled through his latest message to Anderson: mission updates, battle statistics, and yet another list of reasons why he didn’t appreciate the older man’s meddling attempts to set him up on blind dates. He couldn’t be bothered to take care of a family. Not when he already had a krogan.

"…Did you finish your lessons? Your spelling and numbers?" Shepard threw the data pad on the table and leaned back with his arms folded across his chest. "I never got no education, but that don’t mean I’m about to let you grow into some fuckin’ idiot stuck on the galaxy’s version of a short bus. If you went and did all your learning, then fine- I keep my promises. Me, you, and Thane’ll go on a life or death mission… to the Citadel."

[tankedkrogan]

"The Citadel!? Shepard, you and I both know that the only thing that happens there is bureaucratic bullshit!" Grunt grunts even more, trying to sort out what he wants. He stands up and starts to walk towards the elevator. "I'll pass. Let me know when we go someplace with some actual action." As he gets closer to the elevator he mutters to himself " You're worse than the damn tank!"

[tankedkrogan]

(Oh my God Grunt eating all his veggies HELP IM DYINGG)

[he has the itch. he'll do anything to kick some ass including eating his vegetables. on top of that its mess sargeant gardner's vegetables so we can be extra proud ^_^]

[tankedkrogan]

daddyurdnot 

"Then how did my gun find its way to your hand? Explain. And if I so much as catch a whiff of bullshit, you’re going down."

"This gun? Shepard gave me this gun. Its a M-300 Claymore. Okeer implanted the blueprints on how to build one and so I told Shepard about it. After some flying around she game it to me" Grunt continues to wipe down the gun making sure that there is no dirt or smudges on it."You need to keep better track of your stuff."

[x]

[unorthodoxsaint]

"Then why don’t you start tearing apart whatever the hell’s on that plate? Eat your goddamn vegetables. Then maybe I’ll think about taking you on my next mission. Way things are going though, doesn’t look likely." Without taking his eyes off his data pad, he gestured to the unappetizing meal, specially prepared by Mess Sergeant Gardner.

"…Eat it.”

[tankedkrogan]

Grunt grunts to himself a few times. He looks at the food in front of him and he can sense that it will not taste good in the slightest. He decides that if he eats it quick enough then the taste won't bother him as much. So he picks up the plate and quickly munches down the contents. 

He puts the plate down and looks at Shepard, expecting recognition for him eating all his food. He really wanted to go on the next mission. He was tired of being cooped up in the Normandy. He coughs a few times because of how fast he downed the meal and takes a long swig of water to wash it down.

[asarisexappeal-deactivated20141]

Mass Effect Alphabet Challenge (out of order)

U for Urdnot

"Get up. You’re not dead."

[tankedkrogan]

'SPIT IT OUT!' (Couldn't tell if you were mutuals only or not.)

Send ‘SPIT IT OUT’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you.

 ”Can you help me put on my shoe?”

[imyourshuttlepilot]

"Oh, uh, is that all you wanted? Could’ve just said something" *Looking down he noticed that, obviously, the Krogan was barefoot. He never really payed attention to their shoes, or fashion sense, or, well, anything besides them when their fighting. That’s all he knew about them. That’s all he wanted to know. Not a race to tangle with, but apparently need help with their shoes.*

[tankedkrogan]

"Well are you just gonna stand there admiring my foot or are you going to help?" Grunt appeared impatient and it almost feels like he’s been trying to get that one shoe on for a while with no success. 

[unorthodoxsaint]

"That all you ever have to say? Well, I got a better idea. How about you sit down, be quiet, and finish your dinner."

[tankedkrogan]

"But Shepard! I haven't done anything in days! I can't even sit down without feeling that urge to just rip something to shreds!"

[tankedkrogan]

"Have you been going through my items..?"

"No."

[tankedkrogan]

Send My Muse a Sketchy Line!

1. "Don't ask questions."

2. "You don't want to do that."

3. "This isn't what you think it is."

4. "That wasn't me."

5. "Please tell me that's you..."

6. "Is that supposed to do that?"

7. "Do you hear/smell/feel/see/taste that?"

8. "I don't think this is right."

9. "Are you sure about this?"

10. "I don't think we're allowed in here."

11. "This doesn't seem safe."

12. "Have you been going through my items..?"

13. "This isn't where I left this."

14. "I know what I'm doing."

[tankedkrogan]

"Damn I really need to kill something. I'm feeling so anxious and I need something to blow off steam."

[daddyurdnot]

"And I guess your head’s still shoved up your ass. Looks like you got it stuck there."

[tankedkrogan]

"Yours has been there for a lot longer than mine has been. Heh heh heh."

[tankedkrogan]

daddyurdnot

"You have two seconds before I toss you out on your ass."

"Guess you're still pissed at me"

[tankedkrogan]

SPIT IT OUT!

Send ‘SPIT IT OUT!’ and I’ll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you!

"I dream of cows."