ok maybe not stupid just wrong on many things ... there better..... now ive worded it slightly different it sounds better but anyway the Eluvian is EVIL it killed tamlen i will never forgive the mirror but actually it wasnt the Eluvians fault seeing as it was tainted so meh i think merril done the right thing in tryin to restore elven history go MERRIL!!!! woop woop
Merrill - She's a Keeper!
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#15027
Posté 17 août 2011 - 01:16
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jlb524 wrote...
Zjarcal wrote...
Is it wrong that I never knew the Pride Demon was called Audacity up until now...
Not really...it's not named in game.
That explains it. I was about to load up a save just to see how I could've missed that.
#15028
Posté 17 août 2011 - 01:20
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Zjarcal wrote...
That explains it. I was about to load up a save just to see how I could've missed that.
It's named in Merrill's short story.
#15029
Posté 17 août 2011 - 01:47
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Zjarcal wrote...
Is it wrong that I never knew the Pride Demon was called Audacity up until now...
It's not exactly like Hawke asks for everything's name before he kills it...
#15030
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:16
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In other news... I can now die happy after seeing Merrill's marble experimentation on Izzy's boots.
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Thanks to the lovely wikdvalkyrie for making this!
http://wikdvalkyrie....-quot-253344730
Thanks to the lovely wikdvalkyrie for making this!
#15031
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:18
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Well, it's not like she has anything better to do just sitting there....
I want to play marbles with Merrill though.
I want to play marbles with Merrill though.
#15032
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:22
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She could also steal Isabela's clothes and then hold them for randsom. Hawke shouldn't pay for it...
#15033
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:24
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Zjarcal wrote...
She could also steal Isabela's clothes and then hold them for randsom. Hawke shouldn't pay for it...
Hawke and Merrill might enjoy that too much....she'll never get her clothes back.
#15034
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:26
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jlb524 wrote...
Zjarcal wrote...
She could also steal Isabela's clothes and then hold them for randsom. Hawke shouldn't pay for it...
Hawke and Merrill might enjoy that too much....she'll never get her clothes back.
I believe it's a scientific fact that we'd be doing the world a favor then.
#15035
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:27
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LOL, the ransom would be one baby griffon.
Not going to be paid anytime soon...
Not going to be paid anytime soon...
#15036
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:32
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jlb524 wrote...
LOL, the ransom would be one baby griffon.
Naked Izzy searching for a baby griffon all over Thedas...
Bethany should help her in that search. Someone will have to keep that naked body warm somehow.
In the meantime Merrill would do some Izzy cosplay.
#15037
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:35
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Zjarcal wrote...
Naked Izzy searching for a baby griffon all over Thedas...
Bethany should help her in that search. Someone will have to keep that naked body warm somehow.
In the meantime Merrill would do some Izzy cosplay.
This should become a fan fic.
It would be funny to see Merrill in Isabela's outfit...trying to walk in the boots. The top would be a bit too big though...
#15038
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:38
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She could fill the top with marbles...jlb524 wrote...
It would be funny to see Merrill in Isabela's outfit...trying to walk in the boots. The top would be a bit too big though...
OMG, I want that fanfic. Someone do eet.
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#15039
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:40
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But then her boobs would be lumpy...unless they are huge marbles.
Lumpy marble boobs.
Lumpy marble boobs.
#15040
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:45
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jlb524 wrote...
Lumpy marble boobs.
And thus the first boob job came to be.
#15041
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:50
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jlb524 wrote...
But then her boobs would be lumpy...unless they are huge marbles.
Lumpy marble boobs.
It's like, I want to see it, but, at the same time, my brain is telling me, "No.Your mind is perverted enough. Let it go."
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Yeah, sorry Brain, you lose again.
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Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:50
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Zjarcal wrote...
jlb524 wrote...
Lumpy marble boobs.
And thus the first boob job came to be.
A good start I must say. Though I still like Merrill's unlumpy boobs.
#15043
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:52
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Isabela storms into Varric's quarters in The Hanged Man; to the dwarf's bemusement, the tanned pirate queen is stark-naked.
"Rivaini! Usually I wouldn't ask questions about this kind of house call, but I have to wonder...did you finally decide that the rest of your clothing was just as disposable as your pants?"
The woman doesn't break stride, her face is set and full of purpose.
"Shut up dwarf, or so help me I will do something unmentionable to that precious crossbow of yours. I need to know where I can find one of those mythological bird...things. Kitten has gone mad with power, and she's strutting my stuff all over Hightown as we speak."
Varric manages to absorb the incongruity of the tirade without flinching.
"Daisy's...strutting all of your stuff, is she?"
"Well, present stuff excluded, of course."
"Rivaini! Usually I wouldn't ask questions about this kind of house call, but I have to wonder...did you finally decide that the rest of your clothing was just as disposable as your pants?"
The woman doesn't break stride, her face is set and full of purpose.
"Shut up dwarf, or so help me I will do something unmentionable to that precious crossbow of yours. I need to know where I can find one of those mythological bird...things. Kitten has gone mad with power, and she's strutting my stuff all over Hightown as we speak."
Varric manages to absorb the incongruity of the tirade without flinching.
"Daisy's...strutting all of your stuff, is she?"
"Well, present stuff excluded, of course."
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#15044
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:56
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LiquidGrape wrote...
Isabela storms into Varric's quarters in The Hanged Man; to the dwarf's bemusement, the tanned pirate queen is stark-naked.
"Rivaini! Usually I wouldn't ask questions about this kind of house call, but I have to wonder...did you finally decide that the rest of your clothing was just as disposable as your pants?"
Isabela doesn't break stride, her face is set and full of purpose.
"Shut up dwarf, or so help me I will do something unmentionable to that precious crossbow of yours. I need to know where I can find one of those mythological bird...things. Kitten has gone mad with power, and she's strutting my stuff all over Hightown as we speak."
Varric manages to absorb the incongruity of the tirade without flinching.
"Daisy's...strutting all of your stuff, is she?"
"Well, present stuff excluded, of course."
Maker, my kidneys hurt. That last part made me really lol really HARD. (lol get it? like isabela and sex... I'll just shut up now.)
#15045
Posté 17 août 2011 - 03:59
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LiquidGrape wrote...
Kitten has gone mad with power...
I'm sorry, after I read that part my brain ceased functioning and the image of EVUL Merrill strutting Izzy's clothes while doing evul ramblings is now etched into my mind forever.
soccerchick wrote...
(lol get it? like isabela and sex... I'll just shut up now.)
That is a good thing. Be proud.
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#15047
Posté 17 août 2011 - 04:07
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Oh, this is glorious!
*lurks in the thread awaiting the rest of the tale*
*lurks in the thread awaiting the rest of the tale*
#15048
Posté 17 août 2011 - 05:59
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"That noise is going to drive me mad before the day is over."
As Hawke and Merrill make their way across the paved plazas of Hightown, the elf's unusually full bosom rustles merrily; Isabela's white tunic draping the otherwise petite frame. The pirate's trademark boots are obviously an even poorer fit, but the Dalish girl doesn't seem to mind as she sways through the crowd, attempting to copy the self-assured swagger of her hero.
"Oh? I think it sounds rather pleasant myself! Reminds me of rain in the forest."
"A very local sort of rain if you ask me..."
Hawke eyes her companion, taking in the full impression of the ill-fitting boots, the much-too-large tunic and Merrill's adorably deficient makeshift breasts. ”Not that there is anything deficient about her own” Hawke muses approvingly to herself, yet at the same time cannot ignore the fact that they wouldn't nearly be enough to fill out Isabela's generous curves by themselves.
”At any rate, not to rain on this frightfully devious parade of yours, Merrill, but if you keep thrusting your hips out to the side like that you're likely to take out a street urchin or two. You nearly-”
"Shut your mouth you loose-legged harlot!"
Hawke turns to Merrill, disbelieveing of what she's just heard. The lithe elf is standing before her with a look of authority and determination; a look Hawke has never seen before. Suffering the sheer intensity of it is almost enough to flush her cheeks, when suddenly the Dalish's resolve turns into a pleading grimace.
"Was that alright? It wasn't too much, was it? Or rather, not enough? I meant to sound assertive, but of course meaning to sound one way or another doesn't necessarily mean you really *do* sound one way or another. Of course, you do sound one way or another regardless, but whether or not you actually sound that one or possibly more than one way you had intended to-"
Realising the elf is well on her way to lose any semblance of coherence, Hawke steps in.
"No, Merrill, it's fine. You actually sounded rather...commanding."
The young apostate's face lights up at this response, and Hawke almost thinks she can see her ears perk up.
”Ooh, good! That'll come in handy later...”
”Later? What happens later?”
Merrill says nothing, but a knowing smile plays on her lips.
As Hawke and Merrill make their way across the paved plazas of Hightown, the elf's unusually full bosom rustles merrily; Isabela's white tunic draping the otherwise petite frame. The pirate's trademark boots are obviously an even poorer fit, but the Dalish girl doesn't seem to mind as she sways through the crowd, attempting to copy the self-assured swagger of her hero.
"Oh? I think it sounds rather pleasant myself! Reminds me of rain in the forest."
"A very local sort of rain if you ask me..."
Hawke eyes her companion, taking in the full impression of the ill-fitting boots, the much-too-large tunic and Merrill's adorably deficient makeshift breasts. ”Not that there is anything deficient about her own” Hawke muses approvingly to herself, yet at the same time cannot ignore the fact that they wouldn't nearly be enough to fill out Isabela's generous curves by themselves.
”At any rate, not to rain on this frightfully devious parade of yours, Merrill, but if you keep thrusting your hips out to the side like that you're likely to take out a street urchin or two. You nearly-”
"Shut your mouth you loose-legged harlot!"
Hawke turns to Merrill, disbelieveing of what she's just heard. The lithe elf is standing before her with a look of authority and determination; a look Hawke has never seen before. Suffering the sheer intensity of it is almost enough to flush her cheeks, when suddenly the Dalish's resolve turns into a pleading grimace.
"Was that alright? It wasn't too much, was it? Or rather, not enough? I meant to sound assertive, but of course meaning to sound one way or another doesn't necessarily mean you really *do* sound one way or another. Of course, you do sound one way or another regardless, but whether or not you actually sound that one or possibly more than one way you had intended to-"
Realising the elf is well on her way to lose any semblance of coherence, Hawke steps in.
"No, Merrill, it's fine. You actually sounded rather...commanding."
The young apostate's face lights up at this response, and Hawke almost thinks she can see her ears perk up.
”Ooh, good! That'll come in handy later...”
”Later? What happens later?”
Merrill says nothing, but a knowing smile plays on her lips.
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#15050
Posté 17 août 2011 - 06:04
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Where do I send the cake?! XD
