whykikyouwhy wrote...
thats1evildude wrote...
Anybody got the dialogue where Anders stops by Gamlen's house and remarks sadly to Dog how a good pet should sit on one's head?
*wanders by...*
Anders: Stop looking at me! I-I really don't like all this... open... slobbery... affection.
Dog: (Happy bark!)
Anders: Be a real pet! Ignore me until you want something and then sit on my head!
Dog: (Whines)
Anders: I miss Ser Pounce-A-Lot.
Dog: (Happy bark!)
Link! For the visuals!
*wanders away...*
I just replayed that scene in game last night. And again, i got a bit choked up. Of all the tragedies to fall on Anders, losing Pounce is definitely the worst. Him and that kitty were serious soumates/soul homies. The Pounce would totally pwn Justice.
Justice: (Takes over Anders, starts shooting out blue crap everywhere) Goddamn Chantries must all go BOOM!!!!!
Pounce: Meow. (Translation: Oh, great not this assh*le again. Hello?. Yes you, with the day glow neon death rays. Would you mind bringing the other guy back? I got an itch behind my neck that I can't quite reach.
Justice: Is that all you ever think about, is your scratchies and snackies and belly rubbies, when injustice rages everywhere unchecked?
Pounce: Meow. (Translation: Well, duh, of course that's all I ever think about. If all the mortals would spend their time serving their feline overlords as they were created to do, they wouldn't have time for all this injustice. It is the continued delusion that humans, and not cats, are the highest life forms that is responsible for all the suffering in the world.)
Justice: You are possesed by Sloth! Your apathy is an injustice I must......
Pounce: Meow. (Translation: Enough of this crap.) *reaches up and bats Anders with the paw that shakes entire worlds with it's awesome. Justice, unable to resist the power and awesome, is knocked into another dimension by the force*
Anders: Huh? WTF? Ooooh, Ser Pounce-a-Lot! Who's the prettiest, bestest most awesomest kitty ever? Does my wittle kitty want his scratchies?
Pounce: Meow. (Translation: Ahh, that's much better. Yes, keep doing that. Very nice. And by the way, you're not off the hook. In fact, I'd suggest not making any plans for the next week, because your hands and lap are going to be occupied. And the mackrel? We're well past that point. I want scallops marinated and sautee'd in a delicate white wine and cream sauce. I want steak and lobster served in a platium platter, brought to my chambers and hand fed by you. And this bell you put on my collar? Ditch it. It kinda makes being a stealthy assasin of birds, mice, and vermin a joke. In fact, get rid of the collar period. It makes me look fat. )
Anders: Anything for my Ser Pounce-a-Lot. *finishes scratchies and runs off to do bidding*
Three days later, Aveline shows up to inform hawke there has been a sudden and inexplicable rise in the number of thefts of luxury seafood and fine cream in Kirkwall, and even the Coiterie is baffled. While discussing this with Hawke, neither notice Anders walking out of the kitchen with a steaming platter of fruits de mer and a large diamond encrusted saucer of rich double cream.
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