After all, it's Ashley's thread.
What would have been different with Ash as member of the ME2-crew ...
Shepard: That's going to be a suicide mission. I did everything securing your loyality and proving I'm a good leader. Any questions?
Crew: No.
Shepard: Fine. Our first task is to rescue our abducted crew. Hope we don't come to late, I don't want end with only Dr. Chakwas alive or so. First we need to decide who's the specialist to get through the "airvents". Any volunteers?
Miranda: Pick me, pick me, I'm sexy!
Ashley: Meh.
Shepard: Guess it'll be Tali.
Tali: I'll try my best, Shepard.
Shepard: Okay. We also need a diversion team.
Miranda: Pick me, pick me! I've got melon sized ...
Shepard: Okay, okay. You go, Miranda. Ashley, you come with me, plus ... lets take Garrus.
Garrus: *nods*
Shepard: Fine. Any questions? Nope? Lets do this!
....
a couple of minutes later, everyone is full of sweat, blood and tears
Garrus: We made it. No one got hit.
Miranda: Just got a light scratch. Missed my awesome booty.
Shepard: Wha'ever. Tali, are you okay? Tali?
Tali: Just got a bit warm, but I'm fine.
Shepard: Fine. Next stage. Questions anyone?
Mordin: Need to return to Normandy with survivors. Might get killed otherwise.
Shepard: Any OTHER questions? No? Okay. First, I need a biotic specialist that keeps those buzzers away from our backsides. Volunteers ...
Miranda: Pick me, I'm so friggin' awesome!
Shepard ... apart from Miranda?
Miranda: Rats.
Shepard: I pick Samara. And Ashley will come with me. Together with ... uhhm ... Garrus.
Garrus: Yay! He picked me again! Winner!
Shepard: Diversion team ... hmmm ... okay, Miranda, you can do this.
Miranda: Good boy.
Shepard: Lets go.
...
Even more blood, sweat and tears plus a very burnt out Samara.
Shepard: Whew. That was close. Everyone fine?
Ashley: Yup. Garrus is fine too.
Shepard: Okay. I'd like to have a long heroic speech, but then again I hate talking that much. So basically we're here to kick some sorry *ss and I need someone holding the line. Everyone who's not picked for my *ss-kicking team will stay behind holding off whatever tries entering this room. Questions?
Miranda: Will you pick me for your team?
Shepard: For god's sake - yes! More questions?
Ashley: Lets do this, Skipper.
Shepard: As long as you can keep your guns pointed at that huge ugly thing, I'm fine. Just don't shot each other, will you?
Miranda: I can't promise anything. You know. Stuff happens.
Ashley: Yeahyeah ...
Shepard: *sigh* Whatever. Everone got it?
Zaeed: What do we do again?
Shepard: Hold your line and keep those collectors out.
Zaeed: Okay. Plan sounded too complicated to me.
Shepard: *sigh* next time I want an Alliance crew with three or four token Aliens ... for the political correctness.
...
Outstandingly bloody, sweaty and teary outcome + debriefing
TIM: And you WASTED that base? For nothing? You're costing me more than time and money, Shepard.
Shepard: Stuff happens.
TIM: Miranda, I told you to keep him in line, what happened?
Miranda: And I told you to implant a control chip ... noo, Mr. TIM knows better. See it as my resignation - I'm out of Cerberus.
TIM: You can't leave ...
Miranda: I can, and I do.
Ashley: Finally that oversexed girl comes to her senses.
Miranda: I'm doing that not for you, Williams. It's for Shepard.
Ashley: Lawson, you won't get him into your lair with that little trick. You need do better.
Miranda: Says who?
Ashley: Says me. That's Ashley Williams for dummies.
Shepard: Someone kill me.
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