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[tankgirly]

a lovely artwork, by anixien, for everyone in the morning. This is the first time I've seen Fenris and the Desire Demon in the same picture.

[Shacary]

@ Punk epic! I luv the dialog and the screenies , I have to admit Isabellas face made me laugh.
@ Tank OO lovely find, ty for sharing!

[tankgirly]

For those who doesn't like the idea of Fenders, look away for a minute.
























By neonowls


EDIT, space stuff. Happy now, MRC?

Modifié par tankgirly, 15 mai 2011 - 04:15 .

[Dr. Doctor]

Bianca:

Fenris: Why do you call your crossbow Bianca?

Varric: Why is that blade Hawke gave you called a Blade of Mercy?

Fenris: It is a replica of the blade used to kill Andraste, the name reflects the deed.

Varric: See, names have power elf. Giving something or someone defines who or what they are.

Fenris: This doesn't explain Bianca.

Varric: Bianca's a special crossbow. Hasn't left my side since I bought her and probably won't leave me until the day I die. I can't tell you how she got her name because like I said, names have power. Giving away what her name means to me would be a dammed large amount of power. How's that for an answer?

Fenris: That is...a more serious response than I expected. I was anticipating some far-fetched tale.

Varric: Oh, well then I guess I can indulge you. Years ago, when I was younger I spent my days in the various taverns around Kirkwall, one day after finding that daggers were not intended for the vertically challenged I set out to find myself a weapon worthy of my name...

[tankgirly]

@Dr. Doctor....do continue, I want to know the full story.

[Madame Rose Crimsynn]

tankgirly wrote...

--Snip the Fenders--

By neonowls
For those who doesn't like the idea of Fenders, look away for a minute.

...

You broke the space-time continuum.

*Sighs* I guess I'll go fix it.

*Gets the super-glue, duct tape, silicon, wall-patch, nails, hammer, screws, and screwdriver and attempts to fix*

[Elriendel]

LOL

[Dr. Doctor]

Fishing

Kirkwall Docks

Fenris: Fish. I hate fish.

Merrill: What have fish ever done to you? Did a fish swim off with your clothes or something? I remember this one time Tamlen had that happen and he had to run downstream-

Fenris: It is a long story and it is not one that concerns you.

Minrathous

Danarius: (muttering under breath) 'Master you spend so much time in your spire. Perhaps it would be a good idea to spend some time outside, go fishing.' Bloddy Hadriana, probably wanted a day off, lazy wench. Fenris! Have you found any fish yet?

Fenris: (head rises up from out of the water) No master, but I shall continue my search.

Danarius: Good lad. (Suddenly a fish the size of a high dragon flies up out of the lake) Beard of the Archon! What is that thing?

Fenris: I believe it is the project that Magister Quintus had been talking about at Arcanist's Hall last week master.

Danarius: Well, I came here to fish, and fish I shall. (points at the mostrosity) Go get it lad, if you need me I'll be at the Hall telling that blowhard Quintus how I slew his little project. (walks off leaving Fenris and the fish)

Fenris: (draws sword) Fendhis.

Modifié par Dr. Doctor, 15 mai 2011 - 05:09 .

[Elriendel]

Dr. Doctor wrote...

Fishing

Kirkwall Docks

Fenris: Fish. I hate fish.

Merrill: What have fish ever done to you? Did a fish swim off with your clothes or something, because this one time Tamlen had that happen and he had to run downstream-

Fenris: It is a long story and it is not one that concerns you.

Minrathous

Danarius: (muttering under breath) 'Master you spend so much time in your spire. Perhaps it would be a good idea to spend some time outside, go fishing.' Bloddy Hadriana, probably wanted a day off, lazy wench. Fenris! Have you found any fish yet?

Fenris: (head rises up from out of the water) No master, but I shall continue my search.

Danarius: Good lad. (Suddenly a fish the size of a high dragon flies up out of the lake) Beard of the Archon! What is that thing?

Fenris: I believe it is the project that Magister Quintus had been talking about at Arcanist's Hall last week master.

Danarius: Well, I came here to fish, and fish I shall. (points at the mostrosity) Go get it lad, if you need me I'll be at the Hall telling that blowhard Quintus how I slew his little project. (walks off leaving Fenris and the fish)

Fenris: (draws sword) Fendhis.

He should have taken the fish back to Danarius and make him swalow it whole!





(by purple_meow)

(by maquaii)

[Fault Girl]

Elriendel wrote...



(by maquaii)

One my faves this one, reminds me of Final Fantasy art.<3

[Maiafay]

tankgirly wrote...

For those who doesn't like the idea of Fenders, look away for a minute.
























By neonowls


EDIT, space stuff. Happy now, MRC?

I love the idea of Fenders. You made my day 

[Madame Rose Crimsynn]

tankgirly wrote...

EDIT, space stuff. Happy now, MRC?

Eek! I was just joking!

Sorry, I didn't mean to offend!

Modifié par Madame Rose Crimsynn, 15 mai 2011 - 09:15 .

[tankgirly]

@MRC, it is needed. Consider not all of us like it.

@Maiafay, I like it as well ;-)

[PoisonTheCity]

Ah, Fenders. <3 The fan pairing of excessive blue glowiness, scowls and hate-sex.

[tankgirly]

PoisonTheCity wrote...

Ah, Fenders. <3 The fan pairing of excessive blue glowiness, scowls and hate-sex.

Miss you so much, PTC. Do drop by more often.

EDIT:

I think someone had posted this, but funny comic is funny.



by demona

So many kissing in the rain fanart lately. Arh..


by armesan

Modifié par tankgirly, 15 mai 2011 - 10:36 .

[CuzImShort]

 I just... I just... 

I just discovered Fenris dialog I never heard before. I always let Varania live, but with my Warrior!m!Hawke, I decided just this once to let Fenris kill her, just to be different this time around and what he said... how he said, "I would have given you everything." tore my heart out! I cried...  Gideon Emery's brilliant voice acting and Gaider's writing is such a win-win combo. 

[Madame Rose Crimsynn]

@CuzImShort

Oh, God...

Don't remind me-- that's actually one of the reasons I let Varania live.

That part makes me tear up. Nearly every time.

Not as bad as the video of giving Fenris to Danarius, though.

Modifié par Madame Rose Crimsynn, 16 mai 2011 - 03:43 .

[sable-eyed-lily]

Madame Rose Crimsynn wrote...

@CuzImShort

Oh, God...

Don't remind me-- that's actually one of the reasons I let Varania live.

That part makes me tear up. Nearly every time.

Not as bad as the video of giving Fenris to Danarius, though.

I once gave him to Danarius to see what happened:crying:  

It was the saddest thing in the whole game. I nearly burst into tears when I read the letter about how Danarius took away his memories again. *sniffles* I thought if I gave him away, I'd get a cool quest to rescue him in Tevinter:( The look on his face as you give up on him... WAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

[Madame Rose Crimsynn]

sable-eyed-lily wrote...

Madame Rose Crimsynn wrote...

@CuzImShort

Oh, God...

Don't remind me-- that's actually one of the reasons I let Varania live.

That part makes me tear up. Nearly every time.

Not as bad as the video of giving Fenris to Danarius, though.

I once gave him to Danarius to see what happened:crying:  

It was the saddest thing in the whole game. I nearly burst into tears when I read the letter about how Danarius took away his memories again. *sniffles* I thought if I gave him away, I'd get a cool quest to rescue him in Tevinter:( The look on his face as you give up on him... WAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

I've never had to heart to give him up actually. I watched it on YT and sobbed.

And *beats head against desk* I hate my laptop. 

WHY MUST YOU HATE FANFICTION.NET?! WHY?! WHY MUST YOU CRASH WHEN I WANT TO READ MY FENFICTION?! *Dangles it out window. Lives in a one-story house.* 

...

Dammit. 

[CuzImShort]

Madame Rose Crimsynn wrote...

@CuzImShort

Oh, God...

Don't remind me-- that's actually one of the reasons I let Varania live.

That part makes me tear up. Nearly every time.

Not as bad as the video of giving Fenris to Danarius, though.

I can't even contemplate ever doing that. It's on the list of 'Things I Have No Willpower to Do in DA2'. I saw a screenshot of the letter and I couldn't even read the entire thing. 

[Arquen]

Alright coming out of hiding now. I've been following this thread for like, ever... I did the whole dragon age thing backwards. I played through Dragon Age 2 and absolutely loved it so I went back and played Dragon Age Origins and loved that as well.

So far I've done 2 playthroughs of origins and awakenings (plus adds).. Alistair being my absolute favorite. I'm also ashamed? to say I've done 5 playthroughs of Dragon Age 2 and ever since I met Fenris he has been my absolute favorite character. It's not the emo elf thing, the broody thing (though it absolutely helps!), but just his overall character that I love. He seems like one of the most "real" characters in the game to be honest. Feels like the only person without some kind of ulterior motives.. he tells what he thinks and sticks by his promises/debts.

I could go on and on but enough, lol. Just glad to be here. so... HIii?

Also, romanced Fenris 5 times >.< both rivalry and friendship path. I much prefer the friendship path to the rivalmance. I can't bring myself to romance anyone else - it was like from the first moment in the game after I met him.. it was all "I want THAT guy." Love at first fist phase >.<

[Elriendel]

Never had the heart to hand him either! I know I would feel too bad watching it!

[lizzbee]

[Prompt]: Bianca

prepares for the flames...  If you're offended by someone not liking Varric, you may not want to read.  Also if you're offended by Howard Zinn references...

Reflection

"Maker's breath!" Andra said as she popped her head through the doorway.

He looked up from his hand—a surprisingly good hand, one that might allow him to dig his way out of the hole the dwarf had sunk him in—expecting to see her seductive smile. Expectations in a place such as Kirkwall were easily dashed, however. The dwarf's stubby legs and stocky body should have been hidden from her view by his chair's back, but the massive crossbow was another story. Nothing could hide that monstrosity even from unobservant eyes, and her eyes were anything but.

"Andra, care to play a hand?" He pitched his voice low and looked up through his hair.

You do that on purpose, don't you? she'd asked years ago, her cheeks flushed. It had taken him time to figure out just what that was, but it had had a galvanic effect on her cheeks and the rest of her that hadn't diminished over the years. He'd made sure to do that regularly ever since. This time, he hoped that might bring her smile back, and perhaps settle her into the exact sort of game she usually almost studiously avoided. One of these days, she would have to adjust to the dwarf's company, though she'd proven resistant so far. No matter how she wished it, the dwarf was going nowhere.

"No, sorry. I think I'll be going. If you need me later, I'll be…" She almost seemed to throw her thumb over her shoulder.

"Hawke!"

The dwarf's voice caught her mid-spin, and she froze stiffer than a bandit caught in a field of the abomination's magical ice.

"Is there something you need, Varric?" He could hear the strain in her voice as she tried to maintain the tone of forced civility she always used with the dwarf.

"Sit down! Play a hand, Hawke!"

"I don't play cards."

"Too bad—the elf here's a gold mine, even more of one than your dog."

"You play cards with Boy? Dear Maker!"

"I still need to talk to you about something, Hawke. Follow me to the Hanged Man, and I'll have Norah pour a you a mug or two."

"Just talk, Varric. We're both here right now."

"This news requires a mug, Hawke, and warm surroundings."

"Later, then."

"And when is later? I've already left Bodahn eight messages."

"Later is later. Not now. If you need me, I'll be…"

She wasn't going to escape so easily. He stood, cards in hand, and took a few steps toward her.

"Too bad, Broody, that looked like a winning hand." The dwarf snickered.  "Good thing you won't be able to play it now—Daisy's bribe is due tomorrow, and I'd rather use your coin than mine."

Fasta vass!

"You use the gold I lose to protect the blood mage?"

"Nice to see the brooding return," the dwarf said. "I was getting worried I'd have to change my name for you, what with that inappropriate smile your paramour forces you to wear constantly. I also use your coin to protect Blondie."

"And the abomination?" He tried to force the calm back into his voice.

"You're no stranger to irony, elf."

True.  He ignored Andra's wry smile and eyed the Sword of Mercy he still insisted on bearing, even though she'd found him a better blade months ago. She twirled her small knife in her hands, bringing it over her knuckles with small finger motions, and back into her palm, over and over. Her eyes twinkled and he knew something interesting awaited, perhaps nearly as interesting as the last time he'd seen the twinkle. Then, she'd held her crossed wrists out to him. The damsel's ready to run. Don't you wish to hold her back? Or down?

"Bianca's getting thirsty," she said.

"I'll fetch her a mug too when we talk. She misses you, Hawke."

"Why? She's always with me, and she's just waiting for you to say the right word."

Ah, the famous threat that never seemed to materialize. My knife, your eye, if you ever say that word again.

The dwarf's tiny eyes vanished as his thick brows furrowed. "I don't understand you, Hawke."

"I always thought Bianca was a delicate name," she said. "A name that demands finesse, not raw brutality."

The dwarf eyed his crossbow, then Andra, and then him in turn as he burst out with the laugh he'd held back since she'd first begun speaking.

"You're not making any sense."

She held her knife forward, and once again he admired the craftsmanship of the runes etched into the finely forged and freshly sharpened blade.  This "Bianca" shone yellow and silver and orange in the flames' echo.

"She's a beauty, isn't my dearest little Bianca? She's taken out blood mages, corpses, and the occasional miscreant. A single stroke, and she finishes the job."

"That's a very pretty knife, Hawke, but Bianca's…"

"Light and almost airy in my hands. Yet she takes life with efficiency, and, might I add, artistry. She's ready at the quickest slip, the fastest grasp. No cranking of clumsy gears, or slapping of huge bolts. She flies free with the smallest flick, and penetrates with force when one puts only a faint hint of heft behind the throw."

"Hawke, you can't name your knife 'Bianca.' I'll have you know, I trademarked that name with the Merchant's Guild."

"So every mother who names her little girl, 'Bianca' can't? In case you hadn't noticed, I'm not a dwarf."

"And she's the Champion," he said. "No mere Merchant's Guild can stand up to the daggers that took down the Arishok."

"Figures you'd join in, Broody. I guess I'll see you later, Hawke, if Bodahn ever passes on my messages." With a sigh, the dwarf left, his pockets jingling with hard-earned and easily-lost coin. Almost four sovereigns' worth.

She waited for the shuffling, rapid footsteps to die down before she sighed, "Thank the Maker!" Her shoulders slipped down to a more normal position, rather than riding up about her ears.

He stared at her for a moment or two before he realized he still held his cards in hand. They slipped onto the table and skittered among the remnants of the diamondback game he'd started with the dwarf. He smiled and settled himself onto a bench, his arms wide. She sniffed, but slipped in beside him, warm and solid. Dependable and fiery. Dependable, if you weren't the dwarf, apparently.

"Are you going to tell Bodahn to deliver your messages on time?"

"There's nothing wrong with Bodahn's timing," she said, a wry grin spreading across her lips.

"Ah."

"I'd thought it was safe. Isn't this your card night with Donnic?"

"Donnic wanted to prepare a surprise for his wife, so he begged off."

She giggled, just a little. "Aveline will be surprised indeed, after an afternoon wrangling with Meredith. The Knight Commander still won't approve my request to transfer Bethany to Ferelden."

"A pleasant surprise, likely. You didn't ask me to accompany you."

"Well, I didn't want to interrupt your game. Besides, I'd hoped the Knight Commander would have the wits to listen to the Captain of the Guard. It appears I was wrong, though I survived." She laughed. "I thought she'd have me shod in concrete and dropped into the ocean."

"Why do you dislike the dwarf so much?"

"Little bastard," she muttered under her breath. "Maybe I should ask you why you like him?"

This conversation never changed, no matter how many times they'd had it.

"He amuses me."

"Really. His wit is so sterling that you'd take pleasure in polishing it to a shine with your laughter?"

"He reminds me of someone."

"Dear Maker," she muttered, white as usual. And yet, she didn't ask who this time.

"He has a kind heart, Andra, much like someone else I know."

"Because his golden heart is much more convincing when he never stops speaking of it. 'Look at my pretty gold heart! Isn't it a work of art?' Maker's breath, he'd turn that into a damned song! Is that why you like him? His stupid ditties about his crossbow?"

"Bianca." He chuckled as she stiffened. "Yet another Bianca has come into my life, it seems. A duplicate, a mirror's reflection. At least the reflection is far more beautiful than the source, and, fortunately, much taller."

She sat stock still as he whispered into her ear, "And very, very female."

And, as always, she forced herself to her feet. "I… Well, goodbye."

A familiar patter of small human feet and she was gone. He rested on his bed and picked up the current book they'd been working on. Or rather, hehad been working on with her—A People's History of Ferelden translated into Arcanum. She sounded out the letters as he translated and she slowly picked up the rhythm of his native tongue. He smiled as the book fell open to a chapter about the day-to-day lives of Alamarri tribesmen, with nary a mention of their chieftains. The last time they'd had this conversation and she'd flounced off, she'd returned, heated and panting three pages later. The time before, four.

He smiled wide and began to read.

Modifié par lizzbee, 16 mai 2011 - 06:52 .

[UrsulaCousland]

Nice, lizzbee! (and nice to see an alternate take on Varric, I might add. I like him, but I think this fits well.)

[tankgirly]

by MrMongoose

I really should consider 'drunk' as one of the new prompt theme.

Before I forget again, welcome, Arquen.

EDIT:

She finished this! It look totally amazing!



by love-squad.
<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

Modifié par tankgirly, 16 mai 2011 - 12:15 .