The_Numerator wrote...
3 AM. Going on nothing but adrenaline. Everything was pretty fuzzy.
"What, sending people off on their own for dangerous things? Ah bluh. Okay, Garrus, Tali: You were there when we took down Sovereign. I trust you two more than anyone. I know you'll get the job done. Jacob, you stay the **** here, I don't need you getting us all killed."
*Doesn't bother to read anything*
"Alright Garrus, in the tunnel with you. There won't be anything in there you can't handle."
*Still doesn't bother to read anything*
"Tali, I'm sticking you with the other team. With them guarding you, that'll make sure you're perfectly safe."
"What? Shut up, Miranda. It wasn't her fault a billion Geth came out of nowhere. Let's do this."
*Fast-forward to end of first section*
"Alright, ****ing things tried to kill Garrus, but we're in the clear now. Just close those goddamn doors already. What the hell? Get behind the doors, god dammit! .... Garrus? Garrus!? No..."
*Heart drops to my stomach, and all the blood exits my appendages*
"Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I think I'm going to be sick."
*Continuing, myself now thoroughly stupified and scarcely functioning*
"What, splitting up? God dammit. Who is going to get killed this time?" (Understand that initially I suspect that you CANNOT get through without SOMEONE dying; By now I'm CERTAIN you can't get through without people dying, and now I'm just trying to figure out how to make sure it's me or Zaeed next.)
"Okay, okay... Samara, you're all super-biotic, so we should be fine. Tali, you stick with the other group, and for the love of god STAY BEHIND THEM!!!"
*Forward again to the chase as Samara is faltering under the strain*
"C'MON SAMARA, YOU CAN MAKE IT! JUST A LITTLE BIT FURTHER!"
"Yahoo!!"
"Okay, okay. Everything is fine. Garrus... *Nausea*... I can manage... I can manage..."
"Where's that other team? Get them in here, and get that goddamn door closed!"
"Ah, thank god, everything is..."
"Too many suite ruptures, can't..."
"T-Tali? TALI!?!? Oh god, no! No god, nooo!!"
*All blood drains from to my feet, overwhelming nausea, start to sob, then off to the bathroom to vomit, more crying, exit ME2*
*Scarred for life*
So yeah, that first experience...
Just another example of why it pays not to get fall into the early morning marathon-length session trap. Couldn't keep down food for nearly two weeks after that.
Edit: Oh and, eh, about "lack of hard choices", let me tell you: If you're going in blind and under the assumption that there is NO way that everyone is coming back... Trust me, EVERY choice is a hard choice.
For the record, for that first time... I went in psychologically prepared to have have myself, Zaeed, and Jacob not come back. In that order. Sorry boys, but that was the call I made. Don't think I made the decision lightly.
LOL! Nice story. That really happened for you? Must've been hard





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