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#49977
Posté 11 juin 2013 - 07:58
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Beautiful Friendship by R2s Muse
“You can come in now.”
Cullen took a deep breath and opened the door. The room was small and dim, with only a single table and two chairs. One was occupied by a man with small glasses perched on his nose and a critical gleam in his eye. Cullen shuffled over and sat down in the empty chair.
“Okay,” the man said, “you should be aware that you’re only here because a friend pulled in a favor. There are many less controversial characters we could include in the next game, and for how much I like your story, it isn’t necessary. But you’re here now, so make it count.”
“Th-thank you, ser. You won’t regret—”
“Right. So, we haven’t set the cast of characters yet, but we know there will be a few returning faces. What do you think you might bring to the continuing story?”
“Well, to begin with, I’ve been in both previous games and my character has shown considerable growth. I’ve seen both extremes of the mage-templar conflict and have evolved to see the merits of both perspectives. I would bring a moderate insight to the templar side of things. And, you yourself said that I am ‘the voice of sanity.’ I should think all of that would make me a natural fit for the next game.” Cullen worked to stop himself from fidgeting as the man merely stared at him without changing expression.
“I see. Anything else?”
Cullen wracked his brain, looking for another tack, when suddenly the door behind him opened and in walked a tall, armored woman with severe, short black hair framing her heart-shaped face. “So, David, are we going to do this or— Oh.” She stopped when she saw Cullen.
The man in glasses sighed. “I asked you to wait until we were finished.”
“You’re including h-her?” Cullen stammered. “I thought you said the cast wasn’t decided yet.”
“Well, it’s not,” the man said unconvincingly. Cassandra bit her lip and looked away.
Cullen stood up. “But, she already had her chance! She was the poster girl of DA2 and then got her own movie. Why would she also get to be a companion?”
“She’s the face of the story we’re telling.” The man spread his hands wide as if the decision were that simple.
“So it is a templar story! I knew it! It’s because she’s a woman isn’t it?”
“Now, don’t bring gender politics into this. You know we’ve always had a history of strong female characters.”
“Plus, I was really only a narrator in the last game,” Cassandra chimed in. “This role will allow me to show my considerable range.”
“Cassandra, I’ve got this,” said the man in glasses. “Look, Cullen, it’s not that you’re not a great character. We’ve got lots of great characters. But we must do what is right for the story. We don’t need both a Seeker and a templar companion, and frankly . . .”
“But I’m the voice of sanity! And I have great hair!” Cullen cried. The man dropped his gaze to the table, and there was an uncomfortable pause.
“It’s the hairbrushing thing, isn’t it?” Cullen asked in a defeated voice.
“Well . . .”
“But, the creepy hairbrushing never even happened! You said that was merely hypothetical!”
“Well, yes, but once it’s out there . . .” The man cleared his throat. “The internet has a way of giving things like that a life of their own.”
“But I’m not creepy! The dialogue clearly shows that I hadn’t even talked to Amell or Surana before the day of their Harrowings. N-nothing happened! I followed every protocol.”
“It’s nothing personal, Cullen. Honestly, if we were ever going to pander to our fans, the Cullen fans would be worthy of it. But, it’s just not going to work out for you to be a companion this time around. Sorry.” The man stood up and passed by Cassandra to walk out the door.
Cassandra gave Cullen a long look. “Consider yourself lucky. Now the haters will stop crucifying you and your fans every chance they get. Maker watch over you.” She winked at him and swept out of the room as well.
Cullen stood up slowly. He reached out to open the door to leave when it suddenly burst open. A slightly disheveled woman fell into the room but caught herself before tumbling to the ground. She smiled sweetly and pushed her glasses back up her nose. Her brown hair was tied up in a messy chignon and she was wearing an oversized cardigan that slipped off one shoulder. She held a laptop tucked under one arm.
She stuck out her free hand. “Hello. You must be Cullen.”
“Erm, yes. How do you do?” He took her hand hesitantly and she shook it warmly.
“I’m glad I caught you. I represent some people . . . well, really quite a few people, and we have a better offer for you.”
“Better? In what way?”
“Well, in fanfiction, really sky’s the limit. Talk about range, you’ll get to do it all. Plus, it often comes with fanart opportunities as well.”
“Will I . . . um, get more lines?”
“Oh yes.”
“As many as a companion?” he asked. “More than Cassandra?”
She laughed. “More even than a plot relevant companion. Sometimes,” she paused and then added in a conspiratorial whisper, “you’ll even be the main character!”
His eyes widened. “What do I need to do?”
She chuckled and tucked his arm in hers. “Nothing at all. We’ll take care of everything.” She put a hand up to her ear, pressing her index finger to an unseen transmitter. “Target acquired. No, belay the order on the pitchforks. We’ve got him.”
They walked out the door and down the hall. “Cullen, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
“You can come in now.”
Cullen took a deep breath and opened the door. The room was small and dim, with only a single table and two chairs. One was occupied by a man with small glasses perched on his nose and a critical gleam in his eye. Cullen shuffled over and sat down in the empty chair.
“Okay,” the man said, “you should be aware that you’re only here because a friend pulled in a favor. There are many less controversial characters we could include in the next game, and for how much I like your story, it isn’t necessary. But you’re here now, so make it count.”
“Th-thank you, ser. You won’t regret—”
“Right. So, we haven’t set the cast of characters yet, but we know there will be a few returning faces. What do you think you might bring to the continuing story?”
“Well, to begin with, I’ve been in both previous games and my character has shown considerable growth. I’ve seen both extremes of the mage-templar conflict and have evolved to see the merits of both perspectives. I would bring a moderate insight to the templar side of things. And, you yourself said that I am ‘the voice of sanity.’ I should think all of that would make me a natural fit for the next game.” Cullen worked to stop himself from fidgeting as the man merely stared at him without changing expression.
“I see. Anything else?”
Cullen wracked his brain, looking for another tack, when suddenly the door behind him opened and in walked a tall, armored woman with severe, short black hair framing her heart-shaped face. “So, David, are we going to do this or— Oh.” She stopped when she saw Cullen.
The man in glasses sighed. “I asked you to wait until we were finished.”
“You’re including h-her?” Cullen stammered. “I thought you said the cast wasn’t decided yet.”
“Well, it’s not,” the man said unconvincingly. Cassandra bit her lip and looked away.
Cullen stood up. “But, she already had her chance! She was the poster girl of DA2 and then got her own movie. Why would she also get to be a companion?”
“She’s the face of the story we’re telling.” The man spread his hands wide as if the decision were that simple.
“So it is a templar story! I knew it! It’s because she’s a woman isn’t it?”
“Now, don’t bring gender politics into this. You know we’ve always had a history of strong female characters.”
“Plus, I was really only a narrator in the last game,” Cassandra chimed in. “This role will allow me to show my considerable range.”
“Cassandra, I’ve got this,” said the man in glasses. “Look, Cullen, it’s not that you’re not a great character. We’ve got lots of great characters. But we must do what is right for the story. We don’t need both a Seeker and a templar companion, and frankly . . .”
“But I’m the voice of sanity! And I have great hair!” Cullen cried. The man dropped his gaze to the table, and there was an uncomfortable pause.
“It’s the hairbrushing thing, isn’t it?” Cullen asked in a defeated voice.
“Well . . .”
“But, the creepy hairbrushing never even happened! You said that was merely hypothetical!”
“Well, yes, but once it’s out there . . .” The man cleared his throat. “The internet has a way of giving things like that a life of their own.”
“But I’m not creepy! The dialogue clearly shows that I hadn’t even talked to Amell or Surana before the day of their Harrowings. N-nothing happened! I followed every protocol.”
“It’s nothing personal, Cullen. Honestly, if we were ever going to pander to our fans, the Cullen fans would be worthy of it. But, it’s just not going to work out for you to be a companion this time around. Sorry.” The man stood up and passed by Cassandra to walk out the door.
Cassandra gave Cullen a long look. “Consider yourself lucky. Now the haters will stop crucifying you and your fans every chance they get. Maker watch over you.” She winked at him and swept out of the room as well.
Cullen stood up slowly. He reached out to open the door to leave when it suddenly burst open. A slightly disheveled woman fell into the room but caught herself before tumbling to the ground. She smiled sweetly and pushed her glasses back up her nose. Her brown hair was tied up in a messy chignon and she was wearing an oversized cardigan that slipped off one shoulder. She held a laptop tucked under one arm.
She stuck out her free hand. “Hello. You must be Cullen.”
“Erm, yes. How do you do?” He took her hand hesitantly and she shook it warmly.
“I’m glad I caught you. I represent some people . . . well, really quite a few people, and we have a better offer for you.”
“Better? In what way?”
“Well, in fanfiction, really sky’s the limit. Talk about range, you’ll get to do it all. Plus, it often comes with fanart opportunities as well.”
“Will I . . . um, get more lines?”
“Oh yes.”
“As many as a companion?” he asked. “More than Cassandra?”
She laughed. “More even than a plot relevant companion. Sometimes,” she paused and then added in a conspiratorial whisper, “you’ll even be the main character!”
His eyes widened. “What do I need to do?”
She chuckled and tucked his arm in hers. “Nothing at all. We’ll take care of everything.” She put a hand up to her ear, pressing her index finger to an unseen transmitter. “Target acquired. No, belay the order on the pitchforks. We’ve got him.”
They walked out the door and down the hall. “Cullen, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.”
#49978
Posté 11 juin 2013 - 07:59
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CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!
Here's SamaraDraven's awesome banter entry for page 2000:
Anders: “You know, glaring at me isn’t going to make me
disappear, templar.”
Cullen: "Were it up to me -"
Anders: "But it's not up to you. Our fearless leader forbid you from 'harming so much as a single hair on my head', remember?"
Cullen: "After what you did in Kirkwall, death is better than you deserve,"
Anders: ....
Cullen: “I thought you were dead. Hawke executed you.”
Anders: “Try not to be too disappointed. She missed. The
blade didn’t damage anything fatal. If it’s any consolation, it was
excruciatingly painful.”
Cullen: “How do I know that your demon isn’t keeping you
alive, or using Anders’ corpse and claiming to be him? Is it really Justice in
there?”
Anders: “Justice is gone… Hawke’s knife only missed because he
pulled as much of his energy as he could in its path.”
Cullen: “How can a knife kill a demon? They only die if the
host does.”
Anders: *snarls* “For the last time, Justice wasn’t a demon!
He was a spirit. All demons are spirits but not all spirits are demons.”
Cullen: “So whose idea was it to destroy the Chantry then?”
Anders: “Whose idea was it Tranquilize and rape mages?”
Cullen: “There was never any proof of that happening!”
Anders: “Yet Hawke and I walked in on a templar about to do
just that. Alrik wasn’t the only one either. Countless mages were abused and
you did nothing! You keep saying your job is to protect them but once they’re
in the Circle, your protection disappears. I couldn’t stand by and do nothing.
They were innocent!”
Cullen: “So were many initiates and brothers and sisters in
the Chantry you destroyed! Many of whom were scholars that had promising ideas
for making the Circles better.”
Anders: “A better prison? How lovely…”
Cullen: “Elthina was most impressed by one particular
scholar, a devout Andrastian who felt deep sympathy for the mages’ plight. She
had a theory for allowing mages freedom while maintaining vigil over them and
you destroyed that. Indiscriminately and without thought, you obliterated
someone who was fighting for the same cause you are. So, again I ask, whose
idea was it? The man? Or monster?”
Anders: *sigh* “Maybe it was both of us. Spirits can’t
perceive the world as it is, only as we feel about it. I can’t say for sure
that I don’t harbor such desires deep inside… I’ve always despised the Chantry
and its doctrine but I can’t imagine doing what we did that night in Kirkwall,
now that Justice is gone. I do know that he sacrificed his existence for me.
Hawke’s blade had spiritual properties. To protect me from its edge, Justice
exposed too much of himself to its effects. It killed him.”
Cullen: “That’s… surprising to hear of a spirit doing such a
thing.”
Anders: “Because they’re not all demons. Some are good.”
Cullen: “Just as you claim not all mages are the same.”
Anders: “If they were, would you have fallen in love with
Hawke? Would you be following the command of a mage now?”
Cullen: “I have orders…”
Anders: “Always the dutiful one… Shouldn’t you be back in
Kirkwall? I heard about Meredith’s demise. Why aren’t you enjoying your new
post as Knight Commander?”
Cullen: “I was never assigned to that position.”
Anders: “Oh? It seems like you would be the Order’s logical
choice: religious fanatic, blind rule follower, you don’t care to distinguish
mages from monsters and you’re really very bad at your job…”
Cullen: “Take care what you say, Anders…”
Anders: “Or what? You’ll drag me to the Gallows? Oh, right –
you aren’t a templar anymore. I’m surprised Hawke didn’t run you through when
she finished off Meredith.”
Cullen: “…Hawke didn’t kill Meredith… Even at the end she
begged the Knight Commander to stop her madness.” *shakes head* “The idol
consumed Meredith until only a husk remained.
Hawke never wanted her dead.”
Anders: “That still doesn’t explain why you were kicked out
of the fraternity and branded a traitor.”
Cullen: “The rest of the Order felt it was my betrayal of
Meredith that drove her to lose her last shred of sanity.”
Anders: “You… you betrayed
Meredith?”
Cullen: “She went too far.”
Anders: “Leave it to the Chantry to pin the consequences of
a raving madwoman’s depraved ambitions on one of their own. That idol consumed
Bartrand’s mind too. That’s what it does to the one who wields it. So I
wouldn’t accept too much credit for Meredith, if I were you.”
Cullen: “I’m… um… not sure how to take that.”
Anders: “I suppose it is a bit much to expect a templar to
show gratitude to a mage…”
Cullen: “I-I.. uh, th-thank you… I think…”
Anders: “Well, you did use my name...”
Here's SamaraDraven's awesome banter entry for page 2000:
Anders: “You know, glaring at me isn’t going to make me
disappear, templar.”
Cullen: "Were it up to me -"
Anders: "But it's not up to you. Our fearless leader forbid you from 'harming so much as a single hair on my head', remember?"
Cullen: "After what you did in Kirkwall, death is better than you deserve,"
Anders: ....
Cullen: “I thought you were dead. Hawke executed you.”
Anders: “Try not to be too disappointed. She missed. The
blade didn’t damage anything fatal. If it’s any consolation, it was
excruciatingly painful.”
Cullen: “How do I know that your demon isn’t keeping you
alive, or using Anders’ corpse and claiming to be him? Is it really Justice in
there?”
Anders: “Justice is gone… Hawke’s knife only missed because he
pulled as much of his energy as he could in its path.”
Cullen: “How can a knife kill a demon? They only die if the
host does.”
Anders: *snarls* “For the last time, Justice wasn’t a demon!
He was a spirit. All demons are spirits but not all spirits are demons.”
Cullen: “So whose idea was it to destroy the Chantry then?”
Anders: “Whose idea was it Tranquilize and rape mages?”
Cullen: “There was never any proof of that happening!”
Anders: “Yet Hawke and I walked in on a templar about to do
just that. Alrik wasn’t the only one either. Countless mages were abused and
you did nothing! You keep saying your job is to protect them but once they’re
in the Circle, your protection disappears. I couldn’t stand by and do nothing.
They were innocent!”
Cullen: “So were many initiates and brothers and sisters in
the Chantry you destroyed! Many of whom were scholars that had promising ideas
for making the Circles better.”
Anders: “A better prison? How lovely…”
Cullen: “Elthina was most impressed by one particular
scholar, a devout Andrastian who felt deep sympathy for the mages’ plight. She
had a theory for allowing mages freedom while maintaining vigil over them and
you destroyed that. Indiscriminately and without thought, you obliterated
someone who was fighting for the same cause you are. So, again I ask, whose
idea was it? The man? Or monster?”
Anders: *sigh* “Maybe it was both of us. Spirits can’t
perceive the world as it is, only as we feel about it. I can’t say for sure
that I don’t harbor such desires deep inside… I’ve always despised the Chantry
and its doctrine but I can’t imagine doing what we did that night in Kirkwall,
now that Justice is gone. I do know that he sacrificed his existence for me.
Hawke’s blade had spiritual properties. To protect me from its edge, Justice
exposed too much of himself to its effects. It killed him.”
Cullen: “That’s… surprising to hear of a spirit doing such a
thing.”
Anders: “Because they’re not all demons. Some are good.”
Cullen: “Just as you claim not all mages are the same.”
Anders: “If they were, would you have fallen in love with
Hawke? Would you be following the command of a mage now?”
Cullen: “I have orders…”
Anders: “Always the dutiful one… Shouldn’t you be back in
Kirkwall? I heard about Meredith’s demise. Why aren’t you enjoying your new
post as Knight Commander?”
Cullen: “I was never assigned to that position.”
Anders: “Oh? It seems like you would be the Order’s logical
choice: religious fanatic, blind rule follower, you don’t care to distinguish
mages from monsters and you’re really very bad at your job…”
Cullen: “Take care what you say, Anders…”
Anders: “Or what? You’ll drag me to the Gallows? Oh, right –
you aren’t a templar anymore. I’m surprised Hawke didn’t run you through when
she finished off Meredith.”
Cullen: “…Hawke didn’t kill Meredith… Even at the end she
begged the Knight Commander to stop her madness.” *shakes head* “The idol
consumed Meredith until only a husk remained.
Hawke never wanted her dead.”
Anders: “That still doesn’t explain why you were kicked out
of the fraternity and branded a traitor.”
Cullen: “The rest of the Order felt it was my betrayal of
Meredith that drove her to lose her last shred of sanity.”
Anders: “You… you betrayed
Meredith?”
Cullen: “She went too far.”
Anders: “Leave it to the Chantry to pin the consequences of
a raving madwoman’s depraved ambitions on one of their own. That idol consumed
Bartrand’s mind too. That’s what it does to the one who wields it. So I
wouldn’t accept too much credit for Meredith, if I were you.”
Cullen: “I’m… um… not sure how to take that.”
Anders: “I suppose it is a bit much to expect a templar to
show gratitude to a mage…”
Cullen: “I-I.. uh, th-thank you… I think…”
Anders: “Well, you did use my name...”
Modifié par LolaLei, 12 juin 2013 - 10:19 .
#49979
Posté 11 juin 2013 - 07:59
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Cullen: How do you do? I’m Knight-Captain Cullen.
Bethany: *blushes, keeps looking straight ahead*
Cullen: Um, and you, I presume, are Bethany Hawke?
Bethany: *still won’t look at him*
Cullen: I beg your pardon. Have I . . . offended in some way?
Aveline: She, um, doesn’t speak.
Cullen: Doesn’t . . . speak?
Varric: It’s a tragedy really.
Bethany: *makes a strangled sound*
Cullen: I’m sorry. I didn’t know.
Aveline: Yes, well, it does seem to worsen when templars are around.
Bethany: *makes another odd squeaking noise*
Varric: And blondes.
===
Cullen: Ah, Miss Hawke! *speaks more loudly than normal* I hope you are well today!
Bethany: *nods, but still avoids looking directly at him*
Cullen: Lovely weather! *he almost shouts*
Bethany: *squeaks and walks farther away*
Merrill: Cullen, why are you shouting?
Cullen: Was I? I was trying to talk to Miss Hawke.
Merrill: Oh, is she having trouble hearing today?
Merrill: *shouts* Bethany, are you okay?
Bethany: …
Hawke to Varric: Why are they shouting at my sister?
Varric: *shrugs* Accidental cone of silence?
Aveline: *nods* Blood magic.
Bethany: *blushes, keeps looking straight ahead*
Cullen: Um, and you, I presume, are Bethany Hawke?
Bethany: *still won’t look at him*
Cullen: I beg your pardon. Have I . . . offended in some way?
Aveline: She, um, doesn’t speak.
Cullen: Doesn’t . . . speak?
Varric: It’s a tragedy really.
Bethany: *makes a strangled sound*
Cullen: I’m sorry. I didn’t know.
Aveline: Yes, well, it does seem to worsen when templars are around.
Bethany: *makes another odd squeaking noise*
Varric: And blondes.
===
Cullen: Ah, Miss Hawke! *speaks more loudly than normal* I hope you are well today!
Bethany: *nods, but still avoids looking directly at him*
Cullen: Lovely weather! *he almost shouts*
Bethany: *squeaks and walks farther away*
Merrill: Cullen, why are you shouting?
Cullen: Was I? I was trying to talk to Miss Hawke.
Merrill: Oh, is she having trouble hearing today?
Merrill: *shouts* Bethany, are you okay?
Bethany: …
Hawke to Varric: Why are they shouting at my sister?
Varric: *shrugs* Accidental cone of silence?
Aveline: *nods* Blood magic.
#49981
Posté 11 juin 2013 - 08:00
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Since I had a bit of trouble making stuff for this celebration I'm gonna post up a few of my silly Cullen pictures I've done over the year:
Modifié par LolaLei, 11 juin 2013 - 08:01 .
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Posté 11 juin 2013 - 08:02
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meanieweenie wrote...:
Part 1 – Kinloch Hold Hallway
Amell – “Hiiiiii, Cullen…” *bats eyes*
Cullen – “Apprentice” *nods but continues to stare straight ahead*
Amell – “Aw. Are you shy? That’s so adorable!”
Cullen – “Not shy. On duty. “
Amell – “Tsk. So serious… Um…” *starts to fiddle with her basket*
Cullen – “Is there something you need, Apprentice?”
Amell – “I made you some cookies. Here!”
Cullen – “Sorry. It’s against regulation to accept gifts from our charges.”
Amell - pouts and walks off.
~~o~~
Part 2
Amell – “Hiiii, Cullen…”
Cullen – “Apprentice” *stares straight ahead*
Amell - *deliberately drops her book* “Ooops! How clumsy of me!” *bends over with a show, arching her back*
Cullen - *rolls eyes*
Amell – visibly miffed at his reaction “Oh, come now. Surely I can interest you in…”
Carroll – “Cullen! There you are! Greagoir asked us to…. Oh… am I interrupting?”
Cullen –“Yes, thank the Maker!”
As the two Templars walk off you hear Cullen tell Carroll “That girl is batty!”
~~o~~
Part 3 – Different Hallway
Cullen sees Amell coming down the hall toward him and he tries to duck out.
Amell – “Aha! I’ve been looking all over for you. You weren’t at your usual post so I thought ‘Oh no! My love must be ill!’ so I brought you some …”
Cullen – “I am n-not your ‘love’. I don’t even know your n-name, woman!”
Amell – “Amell… my name is Amell. Don’t play coy. I’ve felt your eyes on me…”
Cullen – “My eyes are n-not… It is my duty… Why do you insist on following me? Th-this is highly inappropriate. If you do not cease immediately I shall report you!”
Amell - *eyes narrow* “Report me? Report ME?? I know you want me and I will not rest until everyone else in the Hold knows it too!” *stomps off*
~~o~~
Part 4 – Mess Hall
Carroll – “Soooo…. Cullen. What’s going on with that Amell girl?” *wiggles eyebrows*
Cullen – “Who?”
Carroll – “That apprentice that keeps bringing you gifts and hanging all over you.”
Cullen – “Maker help me… that girl is daft! She won’t leave me be. She seems to be lurking behind every corner. I haven’t a day’s reprieve.”
Carroll – “Yes, well she’s been going around telling anyone who will listen that you’re in love with her… hahaha!”
Cullen - *groans*
Modifié par R2s Muse, 25 juillet 2013 - 07:33 .
#49986
Posté 11 juin 2013 - 08:02
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Reznore57 wrote...
I wrote down a banter ...I hope it doesn't sound too bad .
A coupele of thing may not be proper english ^^.
Cassandra :What is it?
Cullen : I'm sorry ...what are you talking about?
Cassandra :that thing around your neck.You keep on ...fondling it.
Cullen :Oh, this?It's a long story ...
Cassandra :Stop bull****ting me ,the truth now , templar!
Cullen : Alright, seeker.The truth is it all started with the fall of the chantry...
Cassandra :I already know that part of the story , get to the point!
Cullen: Well one day I found myself in a forest , betrayed ,and delirious from lyrium withdrawal...
Cassandra: Go on...
Cullen: feeling like my mind , my body , my very soul was about to explode.In
despair, I kneeled and prayed out loud our beloved Andraste.
Cassandra :Did it help you?
Cullen: I'm not sure ,a bear interrupted me.I don't think I ever felt such a
urge to fight and survive , it was primal and simple.I kept the pelt.
Cassandra :I think I understand what you mean , templar.
Cullen : do you ?
Cassandra :I had a bunch of cathartic fights...Ever punched a dragon in the face?
Modifié par R2s Muse, 11 juin 2013 - 08:21 .
#49987
Posté 11 juin 2013 - 08:02
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Oh happy page!R2s Muse wrote...
Happy Page 2000!!
Here's my dialogue wheel dialogue. It should fit most of us?
Cullen: I love you!
Inquisitor: I love you too!
Inquisitor: I hate you!
Inquisitor: I know.
#49988
Posté 11 juin 2013 - 08:03
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Cullen's topless horsewashing by littlenikki
#49990
Posté 11 juin 2013 - 08:04
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Twice a Lady wrote...
No time for a comic, I'm afraid, but I do have this to contribute:
Cullen: I must say, you are the first Dalish Princess I've ever met.
Merrill: A what?
Cullen: You are the heir to the Dalish Queen's throne, are you not?
Merrill: (confused) I'm what?
Cullen: (slightly frustrated) The elvish hierarchy. You are next in line, if I understand correctly. The Elvish Queen chose you as her successor. Is that not true?
Merrill: (In understanding) Oh! I get it! This is that Templar humour that Anders is always going on about!
Cullen: (confused) I beg your pardon?
Merrill: (matter of factly) He's right, you know. You Templars aren't very funny.
Cullen: (horribly confused) Wait, what?
And this one is sort of a cop out, but yeah, Cullen and Aveline would get along famously:
Aveline: Your sword is in very good condition and well made.
Cullen: Thank you! I find that crafting a proper sword is very important. If it isn't done right the blade can be too soft. Quenching the steel is a vital step that can make or break a sword. What do you think about blades?
Aveline: (somewhat excited) That's EXACTLY my thoughts! Finally someone else gets it!
Cullen & Aveline: (laughing and in unison)A blade for every purpose! ORANGE MOCHA FRAPPACCINOS!!!!
No time for a comic, I'm afraid, but I do have this to contribute:
Cullen: I must say, you are the first Dalish Princess I've ever met.
Merrill: A what?
Cullen: You are the heir to the Dalish Queen's throne, are you not?
Merrill: (confused) I'm what?
Cullen: (slightly frustrated) The elvish hierarchy. You are next in line, if I understand correctly. The Elvish Queen chose you as her successor. Is that not true?
Merrill: (In understanding) Oh! I get it! This is that Templar humour that Anders is always going on about!
Cullen: (confused) I beg your pardon?
Merrill: (matter of factly) He's right, you know. You Templars aren't very funny.
Cullen: (horribly confused) Wait, what?
And this one is sort of a cop out, but yeah, Cullen and Aveline would get along famously:
Aveline: Your sword is in very good condition and well made.
Cullen: Thank you! I find that crafting a proper sword is very important. If it isn't done right the blade can be too soft. Quenching the steel is a vital step that can make or break a sword. What do you think about blades?
Aveline: (somewhat excited) That's EXACTLY my thoughts! Finally someone else gets it!
Cullen & Aveline: (laughing and in unison)
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*Facepalm* That Cullen horsewashing picture is going to haunt me for the rest of my days, isn't it?
Ok here is my submission for the Companion theme! Very much appreciate you guys holding a place for me. Hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did making it!
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Posté 11 juin 2013 - 08:06
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I’d think Cullen and Anders would start off as Frienemies, but as soon as Dissent takes place the “friendship” would go downhill fast and hard. Hope y'all enjoy! I had fun with these.
Act 1
Cullen: I know you from somewhere, mage…
Anders: No, you don’t.
Cullen: That’s not very convincing.
Anders: Templars don’t need a lot of convincing, apparently.
Cullen: You apparently don’t know what it’s like to be trained to follow orders.
Anders: More like brainwashed.
Cullen: And what of that spirit inside you telling you what to do?
Anders: Justice and I are one.
Cullen: Not for long.
~
(Dialogue follows soon after first)
Anders: *high pitched* Aww look at the kitten!
Cullen: I knew it was you!
Anders: What?
Cullen: You’re Anders!
Anders: …Am not.
Cullen: Yes you are! You dumped deepstalker **** in my boots!
Anders: *laughs* That was priceless. Thanks for bringing that up, I needed a good laugh.
Cullen: *sighs* Maker give me strength…
~
(If female Amell was imported)
Anders: *singsong* Soooo…
Cullen: *instantly suspicious*…What?
Anders: Soooo have you heard from Amell?
Cullen: …U-um…no?
Anders: Shame. She’s well, in case you were wondering. I was under her for about a year.
Cullen: *coughs*
Anders: *gleefully* In rank, I mean. You carried that torch for her, didn’t you?
Cullen: I never said-
Anders: She was that “very special woman”, yes?
Cullen: D-do you have a point in this line of questioning?!
Anders: No. I just like watching you squirm.
(If Merrill is in the party)
Merrill: Awww! He’s blushing!
(If Isabela is in the party)
(If Amell met Isabela) Isabella: Met her once. Those robes leave nothing to the imagination.
(If Amell slept with Isabela) Isabela: Her? Oh yes, she certainly enchanted my evening.
Fenris: Hawke, I think your templar is about to burst a vein.
(Hawke)
Hawke: That’s…one way to learn about the relatives.
Act 2
Cullen: I have to ask, Anders. What did you expect by allowing a spirit inside you? The Harrowing tests your resolve against a demon, how can you pass that but fail to uphold the lesson later on?
Anders: *sighs* This question is right behind “do you have a salve for this?” If you really want to know, ask Hawke.
Hawke:
(Diplomatic) Oh no, I’m not getting in the middle of this again.
(Aggressive) You will answer Cullen’s questions until it sinks in that you made a mistake, Anders.
(Sarcastic) Hit the deck, Justice is pissed!
Anders: Some friend you are.
Cullen: Forget I asked.
~
(After Dissent)
(If Hawke saved Ella)
Cullen: You almost killed that girl!
Anders: But I didn’t.
Cullen: No, you didn’t. But what about next time? What if Hawke isn’t there to talk sense into you? Vengeance will eventually take over, Anders, and you will have no one to blame but yourself!
Anders: …I know.
(If Hawke failed to save Ella)
Cullen: How could you allow that to happen?!
Anders: Can you just drop it? You have no idea how bad I feel.
Cullen: No idea?! I saved that girl from being burned at the stake by her village! I brought her someplacesafe, and I just watched her be murdered by an abomination that has the gall to say he is fighting for mage freedom! Look at what freedom has done to you, mage.
~
Anders: She wasn’t safe, you know.
Cullen: *through clenched teeth* I beg your pardon?
Anders: She wasn’t safe! Ser Alrik was adamant in using the Tranquil Solution! He was about to rape her! And you just stood back in your precious safe Gallows letting it all happen to the other mages!
Cullen: Meredith rejected Alrik’s plan! The Rite of Tranquility is the very last resort despite your delusions. And don’t you dare accuse me of allowing such…monstrosities to flourish!
Anders: But they did.
Cullen: Throw the blame on me if you like, mage. We both know what you did.
~
Anders: So, I take it we are no longer on a first name basis.
Cullen: *muttering parts from the Chant of Light* I shall weather the storm…
Anders: What should I call you? I suppose I could call you “templar” but that would just be stooping to your level.
Cullen: I shall endure…
Anders: You know…I don’t even know your last name.
Cullen: What You have created…
Anders: Do you even have one?
Cullen: Mage…
Anders: Oh, that’s your last name? No wonder you’re so cross.
Cullen: So help me...
Anders: How do you explain that to the other Templars? “I’m Cullen Mage.” “He’s a mage, get him! GRRR HOLY SMITE!”
Cullen: Hawke, one of your friends is about to go missing.
Hawke:
(Diplomatic) Anders, please stop bothering Cullen.
(Aggressive) It’s like dealing with children!
(Sarcastic) I swear I will turn this quest around…
Anders: Okay, you don’t have a surname. Don’t have to take it out on me.
Act 3
Anders: I’m surprised you can spare so much time from hunting mages.
Cullen: Enough, mage.
Anders:
(If Hawke is a mage) Hawke’s standing right there. Why haven’t you struck him/her down yet?
(Otherwise) Why don’t you slaughter the mages in Hawke’s company, then? Save you the trouble.
Cullen: Need this be explained again? Hawke and I have an agreement. No one will be taken to the Gallows so long as I am here to contain the situation.
Anders: Merrill is a Blood Mage. I am an Abomination. You haven’t contained us yet.
Cullen: There is so much more to being a Templar than hunting mages.
Anders: I find that hard to believe.
Cullen: Then you don’t know how hard it can be.
~
(After completing Justice)
(If Hawke agreed to help Anders)
Cullen: Maker, grant us strength…I sense a storm.
Anders: There will be one.
(If Hawke refused to help Anders)
Cullen: Deciding not to help him was wise, but…he seems a bit…
Hawke: I know.
Cullen: Will you do nothing?
Hawke: I…don’t know what to do.
Cullen: Do you want me to…
Hawke: …I don’t know.
Cullen: Let me know soon, Hawke. This can only get worse.
~
(If Hawke spared Anders)
Cullen: I hope you realize how lucky you are.
Anders: Questioning Hawke’s decision?
Cullen: I don’t question much anymore.
Hawke:(Sarcastic) Except those robes.
(If Hawke killed Anders)
Cullen: That can’t have been easy.
Hawke:
(Diplomatic) Are you alright, Cullen?
(Aggressive) Wish you’d killed him first?
(Sarcastic) Getting jumpy?
Cullen: I don’t know. He proved to be a slave to the spirit inside him. But…he wanted you to kill him. Abominations don’t want to die, that’s one of the main reasons why a mage turns to demons in the first place. I’m just trying to understand…was it a final act of Justice, or did Anders believe the only way to gain control was to be killed?
Hawke: Both, probably. I don’t think it matters: spirit or demon, anyone can become victim to it.
Cullen: Or the spirit can become victim to the person.
Hawke: Interesting point.
Cullen: In all my years of being a Templar, there are so many things I still don’t understand. Why the Ferelden Circle fell. Why my brothers in arms fell instead of me. Why I was brought here to contain a cesspool of maleficar and I end up…believing in another way. I wonder why the Maker put me on this path.
(If female Amell was imported) Perhaps without knowing Amell, or the mages here, or even Anders, I wouldn’t know the things I know now. So…I suppose I thank Him for it.
(Ohterwise) Perhaps without knowing the mages here, or even Anders, I wouldn’t know the things I know now. So…I suppose I thank Him for it.
Hawke:
(Sarcastic) Him as in the Maker, or him as in the dead guy twelve feet from us?
Cullen: You have no tact at all.
~
BONUS
Here’s one I didn’t consider until later, and I’m not sure where to put it. I imagine other mages including Anders would look up to any mage in such a position. Anders may see her as an icon to what mages should strive for, and would point to Amell when a debate over mage freedom begins.
Anders: Your very special woman sent me a letter the other day.
Cullen: Oh. How are her duties as Warden Commander suiting her?
Anders: Very well. And as arlessa, she has court responsibilities as well. She has a lot on her plate.
Cullen: I’m sure she does.
Anders: Don’t you think that’s good, then?
Cullen: For her, or for you?
Anders: The Warden Commander is the perfect example of what a mage can do without the Circle. Do youstill disagree?
Cullen: I believe I do, yes.
Anders: I get the feeling you’re saying that because you don’t want to show you’re still pining for Amell.
Cullen: Believe what you will, mage. What it comes to is what a mage does with their power once they are in the position to use it. I don’t worry about Amell because she has done good. While I don’t pine away, as you say, I will defend a lady’s honor and give credit where it is due. So don’t take her accomplishments as your own.
Anders: One mage’s accomplishments are another’s.
Cullen: As are their failings. You heal the penniless every day, but there is a spirit inside you craving to tear all the world apart for Justice. You fell to it, and if Amell isn’t careful as she has been taught to be by the Circle, she can just as easily fall. I pray to the Maker that never happens, but I have faith that she will not.
Act 1
Cullen: I know you from somewhere, mage…
Anders: No, you don’t.
Cullen: That’s not very convincing.
Anders: Templars don’t need a lot of convincing, apparently.
Cullen: You apparently don’t know what it’s like to be trained to follow orders.
Anders: More like brainwashed.
Cullen: And what of that spirit inside you telling you what to do?
Anders: Justice and I are one.
Cullen: Not for long.
~
(Dialogue follows soon after first)
Anders: *high pitched* Aww look at the kitten!
Cullen: I knew it was you!
Anders: What?
Cullen: You’re Anders!
Anders: …Am not.
Cullen: Yes you are! You dumped deepstalker **** in my boots!
Anders: *laughs* That was priceless. Thanks for bringing that up, I needed a good laugh.
Cullen: *sighs* Maker give me strength…
~
(If female Amell was imported)
Anders: *singsong* Soooo…
Cullen: *instantly suspicious*…What?
Anders: Soooo have you heard from Amell?
Cullen: …U-um…no?
Anders: Shame. She’s well, in case you were wondering. I was under her for about a year.
Cullen: *coughs*
Anders: *gleefully* In rank, I mean. You carried that torch for her, didn’t you?
Cullen: I never said-
Anders: She was that “very special woman”, yes?
Cullen: D-do you have a point in this line of questioning?!
Anders: No. I just like watching you squirm.
(If Merrill is in the party)
Merrill: Awww! He’s blushing!
(If Isabela is in the party)
(If Amell met Isabela) Isabella: Met her once. Those robes leave nothing to the imagination.
(If Amell slept with Isabela) Isabela: Her? Oh yes, she certainly enchanted my evening.
Fenris: Hawke, I think your templar is about to burst a vein.
(Hawke)
Hawke: That’s…one way to learn about the relatives.
Act 2
Cullen: I have to ask, Anders. What did you expect by allowing a spirit inside you? The Harrowing tests your resolve against a demon, how can you pass that but fail to uphold the lesson later on?
Anders: *sighs* This question is right behind “do you have a salve for this?” If you really want to know, ask Hawke.
Hawke:
(Diplomatic) Oh no, I’m not getting in the middle of this again.
(Aggressive) You will answer Cullen’s questions until it sinks in that you made a mistake, Anders.
(Sarcastic) Hit the deck, Justice is pissed!
Anders: Some friend you are.
Cullen: Forget I asked.
~
(After Dissent)
(If Hawke saved Ella)
Cullen: You almost killed that girl!
Anders: But I didn’t.
Cullen: No, you didn’t. But what about next time? What if Hawke isn’t there to talk sense into you? Vengeance will eventually take over, Anders, and you will have no one to blame but yourself!
Anders: …I know.
(If Hawke failed to save Ella)
Cullen: How could you allow that to happen?!
Anders: Can you just drop it? You have no idea how bad I feel.
Cullen: No idea?! I saved that girl from being burned at the stake by her village! I brought her someplacesafe, and I just watched her be murdered by an abomination that has the gall to say he is fighting for mage freedom! Look at what freedom has done to you, mage.
~
Anders: She wasn’t safe, you know.
Cullen: *through clenched teeth* I beg your pardon?
Anders: She wasn’t safe! Ser Alrik was adamant in using the Tranquil Solution! He was about to rape her! And you just stood back in your precious safe Gallows letting it all happen to the other mages!
Cullen: Meredith rejected Alrik’s plan! The Rite of Tranquility is the very last resort despite your delusions. And don’t you dare accuse me of allowing such…monstrosities to flourish!
Anders: But they did.
Cullen: Throw the blame on me if you like, mage. We both know what you did.
~
Anders: So, I take it we are no longer on a first name basis.
Cullen: *muttering parts from the Chant of Light* I shall weather the storm…
Anders: What should I call you? I suppose I could call you “templar” but that would just be stooping to your level.
Cullen: I shall endure…
Anders: You know…I don’t even know your last name.
Cullen: What You have created…
Anders: Do you even have one?
Cullen: Mage…
Anders: Oh, that’s your last name? No wonder you’re so cross.
Cullen: So help me...
Anders: How do you explain that to the other Templars? “I’m Cullen Mage.” “He’s a mage, get him! GRRR HOLY SMITE!”
Cullen: Hawke, one of your friends is about to go missing.
Hawke:
(Diplomatic) Anders, please stop bothering Cullen.
(Aggressive) It’s like dealing with children!
(Sarcastic) I swear I will turn this quest around…
Anders: Okay, you don’t have a surname. Don’t have to take it out on me.
Act 3
Anders: I’m surprised you can spare so much time from hunting mages.
Cullen: Enough, mage.
Anders:
(If Hawke is a mage) Hawke’s standing right there. Why haven’t you struck him/her down yet?
(Otherwise) Why don’t you slaughter the mages in Hawke’s company, then? Save you the trouble.
Cullen: Need this be explained again? Hawke and I have an agreement. No one will be taken to the Gallows so long as I am here to contain the situation.
Anders: Merrill is a Blood Mage. I am an Abomination. You haven’t contained us yet.
Cullen: There is so much more to being a Templar than hunting mages.
Anders: I find that hard to believe.
Cullen: Then you don’t know how hard it can be.
~
(After completing Justice)
(If Hawke agreed to help Anders)
Cullen: Maker, grant us strength…I sense a storm.
Anders: There will be one.
(If Hawke refused to help Anders)
Cullen: Deciding not to help him was wise, but…he seems a bit…
Hawke: I know.
Cullen: Will you do nothing?
Hawke: I…don’t know what to do.
Cullen: Do you want me to…
Hawke: …I don’t know.
Cullen: Let me know soon, Hawke. This can only get worse.
~
(If Hawke spared Anders)
Cullen: I hope you realize how lucky you are.
Anders: Questioning Hawke’s decision?
Cullen: I don’t question much anymore.
Hawke:(Sarcastic) Except those robes.
(If Hawke killed Anders)
Cullen: That can’t have been easy.
Hawke:
(Diplomatic) Are you alright, Cullen?
(Aggressive) Wish you’d killed him first?
(Sarcastic) Getting jumpy?
Cullen: I don’t know. He proved to be a slave to the spirit inside him. But…he wanted you to kill him. Abominations don’t want to die, that’s one of the main reasons why a mage turns to demons in the first place. I’m just trying to understand…was it a final act of Justice, or did Anders believe the only way to gain control was to be killed?
Hawke: Both, probably. I don’t think it matters: spirit or demon, anyone can become victim to it.
Cullen: Or the spirit can become victim to the person.
Hawke: Interesting point.
Cullen: In all my years of being a Templar, there are so many things I still don’t understand. Why the Ferelden Circle fell. Why my brothers in arms fell instead of me. Why I was brought here to contain a cesspool of maleficar and I end up…believing in another way. I wonder why the Maker put me on this path.
(If female Amell was imported) Perhaps without knowing Amell, or the mages here, or even Anders, I wouldn’t know the things I know now. So…I suppose I thank Him for it.
(Ohterwise) Perhaps without knowing the mages here, or even Anders, I wouldn’t know the things I know now. So…I suppose I thank Him for it.
Hawke:
(Sarcastic) Him as in the Maker, or him as in the dead guy twelve feet from us?
Cullen: You have no tact at all.
~
BONUS
Here’s one I didn’t consider until later, and I’m not sure where to put it. I imagine other mages including Anders would look up to any mage in such a position. Anders may see her as an icon to what mages should strive for, and would point to Amell when a debate over mage freedom begins.
Anders: Your very special woman sent me a letter the other day.
Cullen: Oh. How are her duties as Warden Commander suiting her?
Anders: Very well. And as arlessa, she has court responsibilities as well. She has a lot on her plate.
Cullen: I’m sure she does.
Anders: Don’t you think that’s good, then?
Cullen: For her, or for you?
Anders: The Warden Commander is the perfect example of what a mage can do without the Circle. Do youstill disagree?
Cullen: I believe I do, yes.
Anders: I get the feeling you’re saying that because you don’t want to show you’re still pining for Amell.
Cullen: Believe what you will, mage. What it comes to is what a mage does with their power once they are in the position to use it. I don’t worry about Amell because she has done good. While I don’t pine away, as you say, I will defend a lady’s honor and give credit where it is due. So don’t take her accomplishments as your own.
Anders: One mage’s accomplishments are another’s.
Cullen: As are their failings. You heal the penniless every day, but there is a spirit inside you craving to tear all the world apart for Justice. You fell to it, and if Amell isn’t careful as she has been taught to be by the Circle, she can just as easily fall. I pray to the Maker that never happens, but I have faith that she will not.
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An amazing picture by Newschmoo!
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Okay, this is with sarcastic Hawke, of course!
Act 1:
Fenris: Why are you staring at me, Templar.
Cullen: I wasn’t…
Fenris: Hawke. Your templar is staring at me.
Hawke: Is he now!
Cullen: I wasn’t staring at anybody!
Cullen: *after a moment* “Your” templar?
Aveline: *chuckles*
Act 2:
Cullen: I’ve been told you “collect” people.
Hawke: Oh?
Cullen: Templars, mages, Qunari. People who do your bidding.
Hawke: Lies! Slander!
Cullen: This is what your elven friend was referring to when he called me “your” templar. Isn’t it?
Fenris: You’ve been thinking about that all these years?
Act 3:
Cullen: Champion, I must have the truth from you.
Hawke: When have I offered anything less, Ser Cullen?
Cullen: You’re an honorable man, as far as I can tell. I cannot find any truth to the rumors of your “collecting” people. Therefore I can only conclude that your friend assumed… that I… was exhibiting inappropriate intentions… and reacted out of jealousy. But I wish to set the record straight.
Fenris: You mean you don’t find me attractive?
Hawke: How rude!
Cullen: That’s not what I…!
Varric: *exasperated* They’re pulling your leg, Golden Boy. They’ve been doing it for seven years now.
Cullen: …I see.
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