Edit: Crap: TotP

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Modifié par k8ee, 16 septembre 2011 - 05:54 .
Modifié par k8ee, 16 septembre 2011 - 08:14 .
Reeku wrote...
Garrus vs HK-47
Garrus needs our support guys >:
Nilfalasiel wrote...
Reeku wrote...
Garrus vs HK-47
Garrus needs our support guys >:
Ouch. That's gonna be a tough one. I mean, Minsc is Minsc, but HK-47 is like a cross between Shale, Legion and an elcor.
Modifié par Mims, 16 septembre 2011 - 10:58 .
Garrus Vakarian has been many things during his time in the galaxy. Turian
soldier, C-Sec officer, spectre candidate, and even a vigilante. If you
asked his friends they’d call him a brilliant tactician, a crack-shot
with a sniper rifle, and a loyal comrade. If you asked a citizen off
the street they’d call him fearsome, brave, and possibly even dashing.
But if you asked Garrus himself... well he might just have something
different to tell you. He’d tell you that underneath all the bravado,
scales, and sheer badassery that surrounded was a lonely soul, one
searching for the person who would help him wash away the pains of his
past and comfort him in his troubles of the present.
You’d think someone like Garrus, someone who’s explored the furthest reaches
of the galaxy (and subsequently killed, maimed, and/or exploded whatever
lived there) would have met his special someone, especially when people
far less deserving have found happiness. Alas, it seemed as though
Garrus would be alone forever, destined to a life of solitary
ass-kicking, no one to share the joys of a perfect headshot with. A sad
ending for such a deserving hero.
Ever the stoic warrior, Garrus had resigned himself to his fate, deciding
that pissing off merc groups would be more entertaining then wallowing
in self-pity. For a while it worked. He could drown his sorrow in the
blood and circuitry of his foes, of which there were many. Still, even
through the scope of a sniper rifle, something seemed off.
Even when surrounded by a wall of unlawful corpses and bringing
justice to the galaxy he still couldn’t shake the fact that something
was missing.
He still needed someone beside him. Someone who cared. Little
did Garrus know, he would soon meet that someone. If Garrus had known
that, than even the sight of Commander Shepard ducking into cover beside
him wouldn’t have left him surprised.
* * *
“I’ll be doing some calibrations on those new weapons,” Garrus had told him. Ever since I told him about that new thanix cannon he hasn’t even left the room. Even calibrating those beasts wouldn’t take six and a half hours, Shepard told himself. I wonder what he’s really doing...
* * *
(In the main gun compartment)
“You know I’m glad to be back with Shepard, saving the galaxy and all that,
but I’m a bit nervous. The ship was made by Cerberus, and the crew is
all Cerberus as well. Still, he was probably my first real friend, and probably one of the only people I could still consider a friend now.”
(gun is silent)
“Anyway, I really hope we can pick up some of the old crew. It’d be great to have Tali on the ship again.”
(A slight whirring noise comes from the control panel)
“You picked up on that did you? Now don’t go spreading it around, but I
know they had a thing for each other on the old Normandy. The problem
was, they were both completely oblivious to each others feelings.
Everyone else could tell, but no one wanted to mention it to them.”
(Another whirring noise)
“We all figured that they’d pick up on it eventually. I couldn’t have
known that Shepard would... die... before they could tell each other.”
(The console makes a few quiet beeps)
“I know, I know. It wasn’t my fault. Still, after seeing the way Tali was after he died... it was heartbreaking.
(Another series of beeps, this time louder)
“Do you honestly think it would have helped her to know he loved her after he died? It was better this way.”
(A mixture of whirs and beeps)
“Yeah, life gave him a second chance and I really hope it works out between
them. I don’t want to see either of them like that again. Although on a
mission like this...”
(A sudden series of loud and erratic beeps cuts him off)
“We all knew the risks going in, but I guess your right. Think positive.
If anyone can pull this off with zero casualties, it’s Shepard.”
(a quiet whir, barely audible)
“Yeah, you’re right. All this talk of death is getting
depressing. Say, what to you say I bring a portable vid-player down
here? We can watch ‘Fleet and Flotilla.’ I know you’re not quarian,
but the reviews say that it has a great depiction of cross-species
relationships in general.”
(more beeps)
“Great, I’ll go get it now.”
(One last series of whirs and beeps)
“Love you too.”
* * *
“Oh, hey Garrus. I haven’t seen you in a while.”
“No time Shepard, I’ve got to find my personal vid player.”
“What are you doing down there?” Shepard asked, perplexed. “You’ve been in that gun chamber for almost seven hours now.”
“No time Shepard, I promised Thany a movie.”
“Wait, Thany? Who’s-”
“Oh,” Garrus exclaimed, cutting Shepard off as he grabbed a device off a
nearby shelf. “There it is. I’ll talk to you later!” With that Garrus
ran back down to his new home, leaving Shepard with wonderment at how
such a relationship can even work, along disturbing images of baby
turians with large plasma cannons embedded in their foreheads.
Modifié par GoG ToXiC, 17 septembre 2011 - 07:27 .
GoG ToXiC wrote...
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Chewin3 wrote...
GoG ToXiC wrote...
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Nice work there.

Modifié par Mresa, 17 septembre 2011 - 05:56 .