MegaBadExample wrote...
@Data
No, you ain't a troll. Stanry roo is a troll, who's trollin' me... But he's trolling me and I'm a troll so basically... He's trollin' a troll. You get me. Eh.
Anyway back to Ash. I'm pretty sure you'll get your wish with that. Don't know about the naked bits your wanting though. I did notice that ME3 has "Partial nudity" and ME2 didn't so who knows. I just want the romance scene to have that dark vibe. I'm always going on about that lol
Sure, but ME3 also comes with those Banshees. They still have boobs you know?

Uhh and I'm sure that "dark vibe" will be present. After all, millions die each day. The war is going badly. And this day could be the last day. That pretty much forces Ash & Shepard to get things moving. They won't rush something, but they also won't waste time.
Ashley: You know we can die tomorrow, Skipper?
Shepard: I'm dead already, remember? It doesn't matter anymore - either we can finish that job, or nothing matters at all.
Ashley: Hey, don't give up. I know you can do this. And stop stealing my job *smiles*
Shepard: What job?
Ashley: That cynical realist is my role already. You used to be quite an optimist. With awful lines to get a woman's attention *smiles even more*
Shepard: Yeah ...
Ashley: Just don't give up hope. That's all. If you give up, there's no one left saving the galaxy. I can't do it. Liara can't. Heck, even Wrex can't without your help. We're counting on you, Skipper. And you'll be always my Captain ... oh my Captain.
Shepard: *smirks* you're trying too hard to cheer me up.
Ashley: I still can't see a determined Commander Shepard, ready to kick someone's sorry ass. All I can see is a picture of misery ... with a fine ass.
Shepard: *grins* I know what you're trying.
Ashley: What am I trying then?
Shepard: Either you try to get my ass moving down to the CIC - or you have something in your mind.
Ashley: And that something is ... ?
Shepard: To get in my pants for several hours of passionate sex.
Ashley: That, Sir, was a low blow. *smiles devilishly*. So straight forward, Skip?
Shepard: As you said, we could die tomorrow.
Ashley: Not as long as you have faith. I believe in you, everyone does.
Shepard: Not helping. I'm just one man.
Ashley: With great friends. C'mon, get up.
Shepard: What if I just want to stay here, right sitting on the floor, bickering with my fate?
Ashley: Then, Sir, I'm going to shove you in the CIC. After giving you a good ol' slap in the face. Seems someone has to do it.
Shepard: You don't dare to slap your Commander ... *grins*
Ashley: You have no idea what I dare. You should get used to, Skipper: if you don't get up right now, you also don't have the balls to deal with me. And you do want to keep me, right?
Shepard: Okay, okay, you convinced me, I get up.
Ashley: Good boy. Now repeat: "I am going to defeat the Reapers. I am Commander John Shepard, Spectre of the Council, Savior of the Citadel, Hero of the Galaxy. I won't fail."
Shepard: Uhh ... right ...
Ashley: Do it!
Shepard: Awkward ... but okay: "I am going to defeat the Reapers. I am Commander John Shepard, Spectre of the Council, Savior of the Citadel, Hero of the Galaxy. I won't fail."
Ashley: Keep that in your mind. Whenever you feel beaten down, repeat it, okay?
Shepard: I'll give it a try.
Ashley: And if that doesn't help, remember our night before Ilos. If you can't fight for the galaxy, then do it for me, Skipper ...
Shepard: Mind to help me remembering that night?
Ashley: Subtile like a boot in one's face. But yeah, that's what I had in my mind, ... oh Captain, my Captain ...
Shepard: Right now I wonder what you're going to say once I'm an Admiral.
Ashley: BOOM. Another romantic moment destroyed ...
Shepard: Sorry ... it ...
Ashley: Ah shut up, stupid. Don't say anything more except three words ... fitting that situation ...
Shepard: I love you, Ash ...
Ashley: I love you, John.
*rest is for your imagination*