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[Wolfen09]

my god, someone kind of made an intelligent joke.... i never thought i would see the day in the bsn....  oscar wilde can rest in peace now

[BraveVesperia]

*in the Fade*

 

Cadash: So Cole, where do you live? We can stop by your house if you want.

Solas: *sighing* There aren't any houses in the Fade. Any you may have seen are simply illusions crafted by spirits or dreamers.

Cadash: But what about the Black City? How can you have a city if there are no houses?

Solas: Well, Chantry lore has it that the City was the seat of the Maker, though there are no living mortals who can tell us anything factual about it.

Cadash: Have you been?

Cole: No, spirits don't go there.

Cadash: So it could have houses.

Solas: *sighing* Technically speaking, I suppose. But spirits don't need houses, they exist in a completely different state to mortals.

Cadash: So he's homeless? Don't worry Cole, you can live at Skyhold for as long as you want. No friend of mine is going to be homeless!

Cole: Thank you! *beams*

Solas: *sighing intensifies*

[BraveVesperia]

you know, cole could just stand in the corner and not be noticed.... hes good at that

Ah, but there's no point bringing him just so he can stand in a corner. He needs to get involved in the shenanigans!

[BronzTrooper]

Ah, but there's no point bringing him just so he can stand in a corner. He needs to get involved in the shenanigans!

 

One of the benefits of no one remembering Cole: he can't get in trouble!  

[BraveVesperia]

One more...

 

Dorian: Careful, there's a dragon up ahead.

Inquisitor: Wait here, I'll go see if there's a path around it.

Cassandra: Don't be ridiculous, we should go and fight it.

Inquisitor: I know fighting dragons is kind of your thing as a Pentaghast, but I don't feel like being cooked alive today.

Iron Bull: We can take it.

Cassandra: *approving nod* How can we stand against the Elder One if we can't even kill a single dragon?

Dorian: High dragon.

Inquisitor: What if it eats us?

Cassandra: Then we rip our way out of its stomach.

Inquisitor & Dorian: ...

Iron Bull: Ok, now even I'm scared.

[Violet Carson]

Hey, Wolfen, thanks for the idea 

 

Cullen, Solas, and Cole

 

 

Solas: As Josephine would say, read them and weep, human.

 

Cullen: Maker, strike me down! You win again.

 

Solas: I suppose I have a knack for this card game.

 

Cullen: But you’ve never even played Diamond Back before today. This is the eighth round you’ve won against me.

 

Solas: Do you wish to play again?

 

Cullen: No, I’ve already lost enough coin to you. Besides I should probably get back to my duties before Cassandra eats me alive. Again.

 

Solas: Very well. May you have better luck planning out your strategies.

 

Cullen: Right. See you later.

 

*Cullen leaves and Cole reappears from the shadows.*

 

Solas: Laudable job, spirit.

 

Cole: I am happy to have been a help, Solas. Tricking the templar was surprisingly fun.

 

Solas: Indeed. 

[Violet Carson]

Leliana and Iron Bull


Leliana: Why did you choose 'Iron Bull'?

Iron Bull: Because I couldn't get Black Whirlwind?

Leliana: The Qunari I travelled with during my adventures with the Warden said that his name was also his job. What was yours originally? Were you Sten or Karashok?

Iron Bull: No.

Leliana: I know you are a spy. Was your name Tallis?

Iron Bull: Sorry, Sister, but you'll have a better chance of getting the dwarf to talk about the origins of his crossbow's name then getting me to tell you about who I am.

Leliana: Fine, be mysterious. But you should know that very few things can remain hidden from a Hand of the Divine when something piques their interest.

Iron Bull: And yet you still know little to nothing about my people.

[Zakhar]

Leliana and Iron Bull


Leliana: Why did you chose 'Iron Bull'?

Iron Bull: Because I couldn't get Black Whirlwind?

Leliana: The Qunari I travelled with during my adventures with the Warden said that his name was also his job. What was yours originally? Were you Sten or Karashok?

Iron Bull: No.

Leliana: I know you are a spy. Was your name Tallis?

Iron Bull: Sorry, Sister, but you'll have a better chance of getting the dwarf to talk about the origins of his crossbow's name then getting me to tell you about who I am.

Leliana: Fine, be mysterious. But you should know that very few things can remain hidden from a Hand of the Divine when something piques their interest.

Iron Bull: And yet you still know little to nothing about my people.

I see what you did there and I appreciate it.

[Violet Carson]

I see what you did there and I appreciate it.

Ha, thank you.

[Killdren88]

Heh..something I remembered from Attack on Titan Abridged.

 

Cole: Inquisitor! Did you kill the Colossal Demon?

 

Inquisitor : Yes Cole! Can't you see it's giant dead corpse?!

 

Cole: ....Are you being Sarcas--

 

Inquisitor: OF COURSE I"M BEING SARCASTIC!

[Violet Carson]

This one is dedicated to the one-line NPCs of the gaming worlds.

Dorian, Sera, the Inquisitor, and NPC

Inquisitor: What are you guys doing over there? And why do you look like you're about to run for the Hinterlands?

Dorian: There's something weird about this place.

Sera: You see that man over there?

Inquisitor: The man with the funny mask? Yes, I see him.

Sera: Well, we asked him for directions to the nearest tavern and he just looked at us with these soulless eyes and said 'Welcome to Val Royeaux' over and over and over again. And it's not just him. All these random people are the exact same.

Inquisitor: I'm sure you just misunderstood the Orlesian language. Allow me.

*Inquisitor walks over to NPC*

Inquisitor: Good evening, can you direct me to---

NPC: Welcome to Val Royeaux.

Inquisitor: Uh, yes, thank you but if you---

NPC: Welcome to Val Royeaux.

Inquisitor: Um---

NPC: Welcome to Val Royeaux.

Inquisitor......yeah, we're getting out of here. Dorian, Sera, pack up we're heading back to Skyhold.

[Violet Carson]

Inquisitor and NPC

NPC: Welcome to my shop and might I say it is an honour to have the legendary Inquisitor grace us with---

Inquisitor: Yeah, yeah, I have some stuff I need to sell to you.

NPC: Sell? Wouldn't you like to take a look at my inventory? We just got in some new boots---

Inquisitor: Nah, I'll just find something better on a dead body. So, how much will three stones of Sela Petrae get me?

NPC: Is that crap? You know what? No! I'm sick and tired of dealing with you heroes. All you ever do is come into our stores and sell, sell, sell your useless junk! How are we common folk supposed to make a living when you never buy anything from us and expect us to buy, in this case, literal crap?! Did you know that most of us go out of business after dealing with heroes? I have a family to take care of.

Inquisitor: Wow, I had no idea. If there's anything---

NPC: Just...don't.

Inquisitor: All right. So...uh...

NPC: *defeated sigh* I'll give you a gold a piece.

[Wynnen]

Training field. Inquisitor putting arrows into practice dummies.

 

Varric: *whistle* that’s pretty good

 

Inq practiacally jumps into air and the arrow flies several meters past the range and hit stone wall

Inq turns to Varric.

 

Inq: By the creators Varric don’t scare me like that

 

Varric: *cocked eye brow*

 

Inq: *sigh* you were saying?

 

Varric: You’re pretty good with that bow

 

Inq: Thanks

 

Varric: Quite surprising really

 

Inq: Surprising?

 

Varric: Well it’s no every day you see mage handling bow that well

 

Inq: Well….

 

Varric: I wonder when you’d have time. You were your clans … first... right?

 

Inq: I was my clans first. Doesn’t mean I didn’t have any time to do other things

 

Varric: Still a mage with a bow

 

Inq: Varric. Seriously? What do you do with information of why I picked bow?

 

Varric: Hmmm… maybe I have plans

 

Inq: And that will make me tell?

 

Varric: *laugh* No I’m not going to go telling it around. You just got me curious

 

Inq: *sigh*

 

Varric: *rises hands* your call

 

Inq: *long side look before another sigh* would you believe me if I told that archery calms me for some reason

 

Varric: Well it’s not the first thing I would have though

 

Inq: *smile* curiosity stated?

 

Varric: Quite 

[Bors the Dwarf]

More dialogue about companions when they fall in battle. This time; Sera!

 

Inquisitor: 1."We've lost our elven archer!"

                 2."They have got Sera!"

(Romanced): "Hold on, my dear! You lover is coming!"

 

Blackwall: 1."We have lost the archer!"

                 2."Sera! I'll get ya outta here!"

 

Cassandra: 1."We lost our ranged support!"

                   2."Come on, elf! Get up!"

 

Cole: 1."You maybe don't like me, but I still value your life!"

          2."I'll save you without hesitation!"

 

Dorian: 1."Come on, Sera! you could have been quicker than this!"

             2."Ouch! She didn't saw that coming!"

 

Iron Bull: 1."Sera! Nobody hurts my little elf!"

               2."Sera! That's it! Bull coming through!"

 

Solas: 1."There is no time to dance around in the fade, Sera!"

           2."Sera is hurt! Get a medic!"

 

Varric: 1."Don't die on me, Magpie! I still need to hear more of your gossip!"

            2."Hang in there, Bianca and I are coming for you, Magpie!"

 

Vivienne: 1."Our dirty-talking elf is down!"

                2."We better not let the elf die!"

[Inquisitor Julianos]

Varric: "What's Up Sparkle Fingers, me and the Bull have a question"

 

Inquisitor: "Sparkle Fingers...were seriously going with and i quote: "Sparkle fingers" "

 

Ironbull: "I was going to make a joke about "Fisting" but Varric said someone already made that joke"

 

Inquisitor: *Sigh* "...why me..."

[Inquisitor Julianos]

*Cassandra, and the Advisors are argueing over the war map, while the inquisitor is sitting on his throne, legs over one of the arms*

 

Cassandra/Cullen/Leliana/Josephine: "Inquisitor! what do you think of this matter"

 

Inquisitor: *Sits up straight, rubs his chin looks around* "Oh Im Sorry i lost interest about an hour ago, i no longer give a crap"

[Wolfen09]

*inquisitor feeling down and depressed*

 

 

Cassandra:  Inquisitor, I know you feel bad after we got attacked and kicked around by the elder one here at skyhold, but we need you to pull yourself together.

 

Varric:  Don't think its gonna work seeker, he seems pretty out of it.

 

Cassandra:  This is so unlike him, normally hes fired up and raring to go after our enemies.

 

Sera:  He's also normally drunk all the time, it seems they raided our liquor stores....

 

Cassandra:  Wait, you mean this whole time hes been depressed from being sober and out of alcohol?!

 

*Inquisitor slowly nods his head*

 

Cassandra:  This is incredibly stupid!  Get up!  We are going to attack them at their headquarters!

 

Varric:  I bet they have some alcohol stores we can raid in the process of rescuing ours.... *looks at inquisitor*

 

Inquisitor:  *Jumps up all excited*  To battle!  For the lives of our sober comrades, we shall be victorious!

 

Sera:  Well, at least we know how to motivate him now.

 

Varric:  You would think the seeker would have figured it out by now.

 

Inquisitor:  *sparkling eyes*  Well, she motivates me in other ways....  We are wasting time, lets go get our alcohol back!

[Violet Carson]

Inquisitor, Vivienne, and Cullen

Inquisitor: Damn it! What are we doing wrong? What if we---

Vivienne: Don't be ridiculous. That position will only serve to humiliate us.

Inquisitor: Why is this so difficult?

Vivienne: Like I said before, if you can't handle it then leave.

Inquisitor: I'm not going to leave, Viv.

Vivienne: Then stay out of my way. This is hard enough without you acting like a child.

Inquisitor: I'm not acting like a child and I'm not going to leave you. We're in this together whether you like it or not.

Vivienne: Then I promise I will get you through this Inquisitor, on my honour.

Cullen: What are you guys doing?

Inquisitor: Decorating the keep.

[Wolfen09]

Varric:  So seeker, ever think of goin back to the whole nevarran princess gig?

 

Cassandra:  Maker no!  I gave up that life a long time ago.  You saw how i looked in that dress in Halamshiral, i would hate to have to look like that everyday of my life.

 

Varric:  I dunno, the inquisitor almost burned out his retinas staring at you.... i actually had to remind him to blink.

 

Cassandra:  He was probably just couldnt believe how horrible and awkward i looked.

 

Varric:  Aww cmon, he wouldnt have danced with you for so long if that was the case.... then again he didnt flatter himself either after downing 15 ales to work up the courage to dance with you.

 

Cassandra:  I was wondering why he was stumbling so much.  *giggles*

 

Varric:  Yeah, but he didnt stumble at all when those assassins burst in.

 

Cassandra:  Well, he always says he fights better with alcohol.... never thought id see that from an elf though, dwarves ive come to expect it from.

 

Varric:  Well of course, booze for us dwarves is like lyrium for templars.

 

Cassandra:  So its an addiction, where that if you dont have it, you will wind up an addled fool running around in his small clothes slaughtering clerics?

 

Varric:  Well merchants guild members in our case....

[Basement Cat]

From the Josephine thread: (note the Ragequisitor is female Trevelyan)

 

*breakfast in Skyhold*

 

Josephine: Good morning, Inquisitor.

 

Ragequisitor: Lady Montilyet.

 

Josephine: Here. I would like you to try something. *pours cup of coffee*

 

Ragequisitor: What is it?

 

Josephine: It is an Antivan delicacy drink. It is called coffee.

 

Cassandra: I tried it once. I didn't particularly care for it.

 

Ragequisitor: Really? I'll try it then. *takes a sip, makes a face*

 

Josephine: Well? What do you think?

 

Ragequisitor: It reminds me of the Seeker, actually.

 

Josephine: *sensing coming storm* Strong and bracing?

 

Ragequisitor: Bitter, scalding and like a kick to the gut.

 

Cassandra: I rather like that. Thank you.

 

Continued: 

 

Ragequisitor: *drinking coffee*

 

Josephine: You seem to have acquired a taste for coffee.

 

Ragequisitor: So it seems.

 

Josephine: Does it still remind you of the Seeker?

 

Ragequisitor: Yes.

 

Varric: Does that mean you've developed a taste for the Seeker too?

 

Cassandra: *groan* You just had to take it there.

 

Ragequisitor: Yes it does.

 

Cassandra: Please don't give him ideas.

 

Ragequisitor: It's still bitter and scalding, but it keeps me going even when I'm about to collapse.

 

Josephine: So you like it then?

 

Ragequisitor: No. I still hate it, but I need it.

 

Cassandra: I can live with that.

 

Ragequisitor: So can I.

[JAZZ_LEG3ND]

*snip*

aw, Ragequisitor developin' feelings.

[Wolfen09]

I cant tell if thats sweet or just wrong.........

[Basement Cat]

aw, Ragequisitor developin' feelings.

I'm hoping to have a 'vitriolic best buds' type of relationship between Cassandra and Ragequisitor. They don't really like each other but they work well together. Cassandra gets angry quickly and easily, but it doesn't last long and she lets it go. Ragequisitor gets angry, strays angry and holds a grudge for a long time. Hot and cold, basically.

[Warden Commander Aeducan]

Cassandra:  So its an addiction, where that if you dont have it, you will wind up an addled fool running around in his small clothes slaughtering clerics?

 

Varric:  Well merchants guild members in our case....

I see what you did there, a reference to one of Alistair & Morrigan banters, and Bartrand.

[Basement Cat]

I cant tell if thats sweet or just wrong.........

Bittersweet is what I was going for.