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[jackkel dragon]

I leave for a few hours to contemplate my first spam posting in almost a year.



I come back to see Isabela wearing pants.



What the heck happened here?

[tmp7704]

jackkel dragon wrote...

I come back to see Isabela wearing pants.

Focusing on Isabela in pants when there's also Varric without? In Varric's own thread?

For shame.

[jackkel dragon]

tmp7704 wrote...

jackkel dragon wrote...

I come back to see Isabela wearing pants.

Focusing on Isabela in pants when there's also Varric without? In Varric's own thread?

For shame.

Oh. I thought pantsless Varric was the next logical stage of progression?

[Thandal N'Lyman]

bsbcaer wrote...

Thandal NLyman wrote...

@Aimo;  Lots-a-luuuurve!  Wondeful, as always.
And, in the case of my Fem!Hawke, would that be "Eyes up here, Fereldane."?
('course I'm the one who thinks my Warden should be running around in the "Battledress of the Provacatrice". )

Depends if the language used has male and female versions of nationalities (eg. French with Canadien et Canadienne).  Of course, it's been a while since I've done French   Now, assuming english, it should be Fereldan instead of Fereldane (for example, you don't call a female person from the United States an Americane, the person is just an American

Considered this.  (NOTE:  Didn't say "Fereldienne", since we're not speaking about Orlais, or in Orlesian.)  But we do have "Arl / Arlessa", and "Teryn / Teryna", so gender differentiation in at least some  proper nouns is a part of the language, (whatever it is!)  Just thought it sounded more like Varric to put that bit of flair in his speech.

Oh, and since I'm just now coming back to this after several pages (but only a few hours) I had a thought:

Am I weird in that whenever I open this thread, (subscribed, natch!) by clicking on the "go to last post" link,  I immediately  hop back two pages to see if I recognize anything?  Only then do I move forward (or, like this evening, back two more!) to find where I left off.  I mean, some of the best material loses something unless you go through in order.

Modifié par Thandal NLyman, 19 novembre 2010 - 04:20 .

[Neesee]

I thought it should be assumed that pantsless Varric was the main focus. Isa just tends to steal things from him, like attention and wenches.

[jackkel dragon]

Neesee wrote...

I thought it should be assumed that pantsless Varric was the main focus. Isa just tends to steal things from him, like attention and wenches.

She stole my attention. In Varric's own thread.

I sense a Lando/Han rivalry.

Varric: I promise, she won't get a scratch on her. (Talking about the Siren.)

later...

Isabella: Varric? Where's my ship?
Varric: It's in my backpack. I've got good news and bad news.

[Pseudo the Mustachioed]

@Jackkel: How I lolled.

[namedforthemoon]

I definitely want to see more pantless Varric. Moar. MOAR!!



And Carver, trying on someone else's clothes. Maybe a mixture of clothes. Izzy's bandana, Bethany's chainmail apron, Varric's boots... It's all good.

[upsettingshorts]

I'd like to see a Carver drawing inspired by the mustard guy. But that's probably just me.

[GameBoyish]

The bootswitch (and pantswitch) series is AWESOME!



And I'd LOVE to see Carver switching tops with Varric (or Isabela).



@Jackkel Wow.

[Xewaka]

tmp7704 wrote...
I'd say it's Guybrush Threepwood, Mighty Pirate™  That was my first impression when i saw Varric's concept art.

...

You just increased the level of Varric awesomeness for me. I didn't know it was possible.

[Dr. Doctor]

Han Solo Varric:

Carver:(Removes a Staff from his pack) This is the Staff of Parthalan, it has been in our family for generations, it is an elegant weapon, of a more civilized time, embued with the arcane power of the Maker himself!

Varric: (Scoffs) Hokey religions and ancient weapons are no match for a good crossbow at your side kid. (pats Bianca)

or:

Fem!Hawke: Why you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking, nug-humper!

Varric: Who's scruffy-looking?

[jackkel dragon]

If any of those artistic types are interested, I have an idea for a drawing:

Image/Frame 1: Varric, pudgy-faced with gray hair and barely visible gray chest hair, is holding a wine-filled goblet while on the stone chair. He's frowning, and is staring into the wine. Cassandra is standing perfectly straight, with long black hair down to her shoulders and her hands behind her back (I'm reminded of Anderson from Mass Effect for the pose.)

Image/Frame 2: Varric is still seated; his face is no longer pudgy and his hair is a brownish-gray. His chest hair is a similar color, much more visible now. He's playing with his empty wine goblet with a little smirk. Cassandra has her back to Varric, pulling at her black hair (which has a few gray highlights).

Image/Frame 3: Varric's empty goblet is now on the floor next to the chair, straight up. His hair is blond and his chest hair is a very visible brown. He is still seated, hands clasped together while he smirks like a sly devil. Cassandra, who now has short/frayed white hair, has a furious look on her face and her hands are reaching toward Varric like she's about to throttle him.

PS: Yes, this is based on something I said a few days ago, about life-sucking Varric.

[Dhiro]

Varric uses other people's stress to have eternal youth?



I can get used to that

[jackkel dragon]

Dhiro wrote...

Varric uses other people's stress to have eternal youth?

I can get used to that

It's like Reaver from Fable, only more awesome.

[lv12medic]

jackkel dragon wrote...

Neesee wrote...

I thought it should be assumed that pantsless Varric was the main focus. Isa just tends to steal things from him, like attention and wenches.

She stole my attention. In Varric's own thread.

I sense a Lando/Han rivalry.

Varric: I promise, she won't get a scratch on her. (Talking about the Siren.)

later...

Isabela: Varric? Where's my ship?

Varric:  Umm...



Carver:  It blew up.

Varric:  <_<

Isabela:  

[marbatico]

lv12medic wrote...
Varric:  Umm...

*pic*
Carver:  It blew up.

Varric:  <_<

Isabela:  

[Dave of Canada]

As I've lost all motivation to ever finish the Varric game (unfortunate, as I sort of knew stopping to play Fable 3 would've just killed the project off completely) I'm curious. Would any of you guys mind if I'd post the entire plot?



Would you rather it be barebones or I warp it around to read more like a story?

[lv12medic]

Dave of Canada wrote...

As I've lost all motivation to ever finish the Varric game (unfortunate, as I sort of knew stopping to play Fable 3 would've just killed the project off completely) I'm curious. Would any of you guys mind if I'd post the entire plot?

Would you rather it be barebones or I warp it around to read more like a story?

Varric demands everything in story form. 

[Dave of Canada]

The Legend of Varric, intro.

It was a peaceful time for Thedas, it's races living peacefully without war or strife.

... however, fate decided to intervene. A great evil rose from the ground, the Darkspawn. Creatures said to have been created by men, corrupted after trying to usurp heaven. A flicker of hope had risen during these trying times, a Grey Warden. One who would free Ferelden by slaying the ancient and powerful Archdemon. At the climax of the battle for Ferelden, on the top of Fort Drakon, the Gray Warden bravely charged into the maws of hell for one final assault. If they failed here, Ferelden would be lost. It's fate would be decided on that day. On that day, the Archdemon emerged victorious.

With the Blight engulfing Ferelden and threatening all of Thedas, we focus on the hero of our tale. The unlikeliest of heroes. The ever lovable and not-so special, Varric.

Our glorious tale begins.. wait, where does it start again?

Varric: You're the narrator here, you tell me.

As you desire, it started that night with the lovely ladi-

Varric: Not there!

So much for starting wherever I wanted...

Varric: Start when I was going to the pub.

Fine, Mr. "I'm not the narrator, you tell me".

It all began one night in Kirkwall...

To be continued with Part One.

Modifié par Dave of Canada, 19 novembre 2010 - 10:45 .

[Dave of Canada]

[/u]Note: I'll try to write so it's literate but don't expect any greatness, I won't reread to correct my errors before posting / make sure it makes sense. I'll be going to take a nap and might continue with part one later after I wake or tommorow.[u]

THE LEGEND OF VARRIC.

As the villagers were rushing to their homes to hide from the rain, Varric casually walked down the street with his hands in his pockets. People would often throw a glance at him, he was well known amongst the citizenry of Kirkwall for his stories and... other duties, yet however they were too occupied to notice him today. As were everybody else in Kirkwall, Ferelden refugees were flooding the streets and people were getting restless.

None of this mattered in Varric's mind, this was finally his time for peace and quiet. He finally felt like today was the day he wouldn't be bothered by strangers to feel his chest hair or to draw him, he was finally free to enjoy himself at the local tavern. As he walked by the tavern, Varric hesitated and noticed a new sign outside.

"Welcome to the Cleverly Named Tavern!
Advisory: No fighting or else!
~ Management"

He chuckled at the sign, he thought it was an unspoken rule that there would never to be fighting in the tavern. He opened the door slowly and walked in expecting to be greeted by his usual cheering crowds, however the tavern was mostly empty. Aside from a guard, a few pretty young ladies and a shrowded man there was nobody really interesting in the inn. Nobody aside from Varric, of course.

"Thomas!" Varric yelled loudly, as if to draw attention. The proprietor stopped cleaning the bar and looked up, meeting his gaze. The proprietor smiled and beckoned  Varric over, Thomas wasn't that bad of a man, a little odd but still had his uses. Varric grabbed a seat and sat face to face with Thomas, "do you have the usual?" he asked the man, he responded by nodding and brought out a bottle from underneath the bar. "I've got some Montsimmard Red with your name on it". Varric smirked.

6 hours later...

Unable to stand straight, Varric tried leaving the counter to head off home. Bartrand is probably getting worried. Though he was usually able to carry his alcohol, today was different. Unable to stand, he tried to tell Thomas something but it all came out as incomplete gibberish. As he was about to fall, two wenches came and held him up.

Varric: The... the... Bartrand... nug... *giggles*
Wenches: He's so manly!

Varric should've been happy, if he could feel anything at all, that there was barely anybody in the bar at this time of night to see him this intoxicated. Aside from the staff, only the shrowded man and the city guard still remained in the bar. Bartrand would probably be disappointed to see Varric act the fool in public, prefering he stay the suave storyteller that he wants people to think he is.

Varric: *giggles* Hey... hey! I like...
Guard: Will anybody shut that drunkard up?

Today was the day, maybe it was something he drank (it's likely) or because he was bored but Varric had enough of that guard and his one not very insulting insult. He stood up and wobbled closer to the guard, unable to stand straight. The guard laughed, pushed Varric to the ground . Thomas gasped as he realised was about to happen, he yelled at the top of his lungs that there's to be no fighting in the tavern but Varric wasn't going to listen, he was never going to listen or maybe it was because he couldn't hear anything.

In a blaze of glory and light, Varric exposed his chest and seared the flesh off the guard's face. The guard gasped violently and clawed at his face, the pain was unbearable. Though since he was nameless, unimportant and rude from that one line nobody will feel pity for him. Sobered up by the powers of his chest, Varric stood up and saw the hooded figure walking closer towards him. Thomas sighed with disappointment and Varric realised that he was unable to move. The man touched Varric, quietly uttering "Varric Tethras..." before they poofed into a cloud of smoke. They were gone.

Modifié par Dave of Canada, 20 novembre 2010 - 12:17 .

[Margaret_TheElf]

^ I LOVE YOU DAVE!<3

[Inside_Joke]

My face as I read that last paragraph:

I don't know why I wasn't expecting that ...

[Lord_Valandil]

Xewaka wrote...
For some reason I think Isa looks much better with the baggy pants and coat than pantless.

Mmmm...no!

[Xewaka]

Lord_Valandil wrote...

Xewaka wrote...
For some reason I think Isa looks much better with the baggy pants and coat than pantless.

Mmmm...no!

I like to leave something to the imagination.