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[NuclearBuddha]

Lividity Jones wrote...
Magnificent plans with an army of geth at her command?

Sounds like plans for conquest to me.

Sure, but when you have the entire galaxy laid before you, who cares about a single planet that you've lived without for generations?  I'm telling you, she's twisted, and not in a way you can parlay easily into megalomaniac charisma.

Modifié par NuclearBuddha, 23 juin 2010 - 06:19 .

[Andaius20]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

uhdnrt wrote...
Just decided to plug my new ficlet. Got started 'cause of a music prompt.
Brawling
Reviews appreciated.

Chora's Den was shut down after the attack on the Citadel.  They mention it somewhere in ME2.

I know Miranda mentions it when you take her to Dark Star. oen of the places she ahs unique dialog I think.

[Lividity Jones]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

Lividity Jones wrote...
Magnificent plans with an army of geth at her command?

Sounds like plans for conquest to me.

Sure, but when you have the entire galaxy laid before you, who cares about a single planet that you've lived without for generations?  I'm telling you, she's twisted, and not in a way you can parlay easily into megalomaniac charisma.

Maybe she doesn't care about Rannoch.

Maybe she really only cares about vengeance.

Or maybe I don't have the grip on her character that I should.

[NuclearBuddha]

NCLanceman wrote...

Wolf Warden wrote...

I bet she experienced a lot of discrimination and or racial crap while on pilgrimage and decided enough is enough. Quarians had potential that was overlooked or dismissed as only cheap engineering labor. She sounds like a dangerous visionary.

Does anyone know what she says in her email if you reveal the evidence at trial?

No one knows. Why would anyone do that?

Not to mention that she's already got the info and thus has no need to taunt Shep.

[Azint]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

Lividity Jones wrote...
Magnificent plans with an army of geth at her command?

Sounds like plans for conquest to me.

Sure, but when you have the entire galaxy laid before you, who cares about a single planet that you've lived without for generations?  I'm telling you, she's twisted, and not in a way you can parlay easily into megalomaniac charisma.

I don't think anyone will be able to Upper Left Blue themselves out of her plans. What sort of defeat is that if you simply talk a fanatic out of what they believe in?

[cannedcream]

Lividity Jones wrote...



Magnificent plans with an army of geth at her command?

Sounds like plans for conquest to me.

Was she the one who made the comment about having the largest fleet in the galaxy and doing nothing with it other than flying around or was someone else?

[NCLanceman]

uhdnrt wrote...

Just decided to plug my new ficlet. Got started 'cause of a music prompt.
Brawling
Reviews appreciated.

Why Chora's Den? This is a space station the size of Mexico City: there's more than just Chora's Den, Flux, and Dark Star in that place. Why not something else? Maybe something fitting Jack's biker motif (if i'm using that word correctly)? 

On a side note: this really is one of my biggest pet peeves with Mass Effect fan fiction.

EDIT: Hurr. Forgot to add my opinion on the piece itself. I rather liked it. Definitely sounds like something Jack would do for a good time.

Modifié par NCLanceman, 23 juin 2010 - 06:21 .

[uhdnrt]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

uhdnrt wrote...
Just decided to plug my new ficlet. Got started 'cause of a music prompt.
Brawling
Reviews appreciated.

Chora's Den was shut down after the attack on the Citadel.  They mention it somewhere in ME2.

Damn you and your knowledge of Trivia! :pinched: *rushes off to fix it*

[NuclearBuddha]

Lividity Jones wrote...
Maybe she doesn't care about Rannoch.

Maybe she really only cares about vengeance.

Or maybe I don't have the grip on her character that I should.

Like I said, I might not be recalling her dialogue very well.  Go talk to her again, I guess.  Is she youtubed?

[NuclearBuddha]

cannedcream wrote...
Was she the one who made the comment about having the largest fleet in the galaxy and doing nothing with it other than flying around or was someone else?

I think that's Han.

[Andaius20]

cannedcream wrote...

Lividity Jones wrote...



Magnificent plans with an army of geth at her command?

Sounds like plans for conquest to me.

Was she the one who made the comment about having the largest fleet in the galaxy and doing nothing with it other than flying around or was someone else?

nope that was whats his name, Rael's buddy. the oen that calls Tali "kid"

[Azint]

cannedcream wrote...

Lividity Jones wrote...



Magnificent plans with an army of geth at her command?

Sounds like plans for conquest to me.

Was she the one who made the comment about having the largest fleet in the galaxy and doing nothing with it other than flying around or was someone else?

Han'Gerrel said that. Her talk was about a ship not being sentient, yet better suited for tasks a person would not be able to do. Making the point that machines should be used as tools.

[NuclearBuddha]

uhdnrt wrote...
Damn you and your knowledge of Trivia! :pinched: *rushes off to fix it*

Soooorrrry...  But I know if I'd made a mistake like that it would torment me.

[cannedcream]

Azint wrote...


I don't think anyone will be able to Upper Left Blue themselves out of her plans. What sort of defeat is that if you simply talk a fanatic out of what they believe in?

I dunno. Shepard's a hell of a negotiator. . .

In all seriousness, I see what you mean Azint. You know, in the game we've faced 'bad guys' from nearly every major species except quarian. If anyone is going to play the part of the antagonist from that species, it'll be Xen.

[RiptideX1090]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

“Tali!” I finally look up at Prazza, my finger already on the button. My wrist burns as I unleash the hacked guns. “Those solutions are all wrong!”

I turn back to the console in horror. The equations swim in front of my eyes, every detail mocking me. Was my error here? There? My suit feels unbearably hot. I’m dizzy. Squinting, I force everything into focus. No. No… the solutions are correct. Prazza’s the one making panicky mistakes. And it’s too late anyway.

Two of the hacked ships fail to fire. Another shreds itself, ancient systems coming apart under the load. Three more take so long to charge that the firing solution is completely useless. The rest, well, they work fine. Turian engineering: I hate to admit my respect.

The first two hits flash into vapor on Viatrix’s barriers. The third blows an enormous cloud of spall from the hull, showing the shields are down already. Kinetic barriers have come a long way, apparently. Number four hits the exact same spot as the previous, followed by numbers five and six. Those two exit the other side. A waste of accuracy. We’re close enough to detect individual cooling bodies blowing out of the breaches.

The next three are grouped tight on the stern for some reason, knocking the ship on its axis. Stunningly, no breach. Damn, but they armored up back then. The next two probably would have blown the stern wide open, but they’re just glancing blows as the hulk rotates. Either way, it’s not going anywhere now.

The next clips the vessel’s chin, tearing a compartment off wholesale, and the last two drill it in the front quarter, going in deep at an angle. The Viatrix lists, bleeding vapor, and someone behind me gives a triumphant shout.

“Too little, quarians,” the Primarch’s voice caresses the word like an unwanted lover. Alarms blare in the background on his channel, and I think I can hear a fire burning, but the hulk is still coming on like a bad dream. “And now I see you.”

“They’re spooling up for another shot!” Bru cries.

“Evasive maneuvers,” I order, too aghast to shout, trying to start an all-new hack. There’s never going to be enough time.

The Viatrix is what saves us. By luck, we happen to be in its shade. One of the slugs, maybe number five or six, it doesn’t matter, kept on going. It must have hit the refueling station.

Capacitors there, holding all the static charge of a hundred ships for who knows how long, blow. Ancient safeguards and grounds fail disastrously, arcing electricity over huge reserves of eezo, touching it all off in an instant. Every ship in the fleet is backlit for a split second by white lightning, casting black bars of shadow into space as a hellstorm of unstable gravity fields ripples outward from the cataclysm.

The world is a blur of light. I think I'm shouting, but if I am, I can't hear my own voice. The windows burn with flames as ships slam into one another, as fuel lines are warped and disintegrated, as half of Nero's fleet goes up in flames, a gravimetric hurricane tearing it apart. We're pulled into the vortex, our small ship a child's toy caught in a monsoon.

Glancing at my instruments, I can tell that the mass effect fields are messing with our readings, but it doesn't really register to me. How could I have gotten the calculations wrong? Did I forget to set the targeting auto-calibration? Maybe I forgot to take down the automatic killswitch VI protocol. That can't be it. Prazza is screaming at me. I know I ran the targeting diagnostics, that wasn't the problem. Prazza is inches from me, shouting into my visor. If I failed to compensate for the forwar-

"Tali!" Prazza is shaking me. Why can't he leave me alone? It was so quiet a second ago. My skin feels like it's on fire again.

The world slides back into focus, and I can see half a dozen veiled glares staring into my mask.

Keelah...

"Raise rear shields, all remaining power to thrusters! Set positive Y-axis spacial distortion field to maximum density, set computer to auto-correct for spacial anomalies, lock down navi-" My orders are cut off as our small ship slides across an ancient crusier, tossing my unsecured form about the room like a ragdoll as the ship's a-grav module fails. My back collides with the ceiling with enough force to wreck a Mako.

Ouch.

The rest of the crew fortunate enough to have strapped down work frantically to pull the ship out of the vortex. As the ship levels out and I manage to grab hold of an a-grav handle to steady myself, I suddenly feel very small compared to the supernatural forces tearing the turian fleet, and our ship, apart.

Explosions rock the deck as systems overload under the strain, surge protectors too old to be of any use short out, sending sparks and shrapnel flying everywhere. I look to check for damage. My heart sinks at the sight of Moro's form resting in the pilot's seat, her visor smoking and cracked by a catastrophic system discharge.

There is no time left. Breaking through our own firewalls, I hack into the ship's control suite with my omni-tool. Easy. My fingers work frantically, the small displays no subtitute for a full interface. More explosions send my free-floating form crashing into walls and panels. My mind is blank. I'm not even thinking about the displays hovering over my hand, my hands just move, a lifetime as a quarian having hotwired my nerves with the correct patterns to manually steer the craft through the debris. I focus on staying awake, despite the aches and brutal pain coursing through my bones as I'm thrown from one end of the room to another.

Story of my life.

I can finally see open stars on my display. no more debris. The ship has stopped shaking. I think that means we're clear. I don't know. Everything is surreal, like I'm watchiing a movie with my eyes closed. At last, the fever takes me, and I fall back into darkness.

Shepard.

[NuclearBuddha]

cannedcream wrote...
In all seriousness, I see what you mean Azint. You know, in the game we've faced 'bad guys' from nearly every major species except quarian. If anyone is going to play the part of the antagonist from that species, it'll be Xen.

I've got my kill list ready.

[ ] Quarian

Still blank.  For now.

[RiptideX1090]

Sorry for the delay, that was a hard passage to write, and I'm still not quite happy with the result... still... best I could do with the situation...

[NCLanceman]

Azint wrote...

I don't think anyone will be able to Upper Left Blue themselves out of her plans. What sort of defeat is that if you simply talk a fanatic out of what they believe in?

The one I made at the end of Fallout. It was still pretty awesome talking The Master to death.

I wouldn't mind doing it again.

[cannedcream]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

cannedcream wrote...
Was she the one who made the comment about having the largest fleet in the galaxy and doing nothing with it other than flying around or was someone else?

I think that's Han.

Right! That's it. I couldn't quite remember since the line seemed to fit either of their personalities.

Geez. I've played that game so many times now, you'd think I remember who said what. <_<

[NuclearBuddha]

Mood Music.

[Wolf Warden]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

NCLanceman wrote...

Wolf Warden wrote...

I bet she experienced a lot of discrimination and or racial crap while on pilgrimage and decided enough is enough. Quarians had potential that was overlooked or dismissed as only cheap engineering labor. She sounds like a dangerous visionary.

Does anyone know what she says in her email if you reveal the evidence at trial?

No one knows. Why would anyone do that?

Not to mention that she's already got the info and thus has no need to taunt Shep.

Good point...I figured I'd ask just in case there was a Troll lurking around that would know.  I've seen people destroy her family name and laugh.   It stirs a deep anger in me...

[NuclearBuddha]

RiptideX1090 wrote...
Sorry for the delay, that was a hard passage to write, and I'm still not quite happy with the result... still... best I could do with the situation...

Looks pretty good to me.  What's the source of dissatisfaction?

[Azint]

There is a Z-axis in space...

[cannedcream]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

cannedcream wrote...
In all seriousness, I see what you mean Azint. You know, in the game we've faced 'bad guys' from nearly every major species except quarian. If anyone is going to play the part of the antagonist from that species, it'll be Xen.

I've got my kill list ready.

[ ] Quarian

Still blank.  For now.

Maybe, if we're reaaaaaaaaaaally lucky, we won't have to check that box.

I mean; how I can be the quarian Batman if I have to kill one? Batman doesn't kill! Homie don't play that!

[uhdnrt]

NuclearBuddha wrote...

uhdnrt wrote...
Damn you and your knowledge of Trivia! :pinched: *rushes off to fix it*

Soooorrrry...  But I know if I'd made a mistake like that it would torment me.

It's all good.  I shouldn't write at 4am.  Makes my fact checking sloppy.