Ok last one from me. I'm dyinggg from laughter.
SpoilerTwo Hungry Uncles Back flipping to the Beat A Short Story
by CheeseLavellan looked at the ruby orb in her hands and felt exasperated.
She walked over to the window and reflected on her crowded surroundings. She had always loved bloody deep roads with its regurgitated, rotten red lyrium crystals. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel exasperated.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Solas . Solas was a sexy Evanuris with ginger cheeks and bald eyes.
Lavellan gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a cunning, prideful, poison drinker with shapey cheeks and muscular eyes. Her friends saw her as a narrow, nasty nug. Once, she had even helped a calm Cullen cross the road.
But not even a cunning person who had once helped a calm Cullen cross the road, was prepared for what Solas had in store today.
The hurricane teased like copulating snoufleurs, making Lavellan sleepy.
As Lavellan stepped outside and Solas came closer, she could see the sour glint in his eye.
Solas gazed with the affection of 4254 creepy wicked wolves. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want your vallaslin."
Lavellan looked back, even more sleepy and still fingering the ruby orb. "Solas, give me back my gear," she replied.
They looked at each other with jealous feelings, like two defeated, deafening dragons rubbing at a very thirsty exalted council, which had blood magic music playing in the background and two hungry uncles back flipping to the beat.
Lavellan studied Solas's ginger cheeks and bald eyes. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Lavellan in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Solas."
Solas looked excited, his emotions raw like an excited, eager eluvian.
Lavellan could actually hear Solas's emotions shatter into 1441 pieces. Then the sexy Evanuris hurried away into the distance.
Not even a drink of poison would calm Lavellan's nerves tonight.
THE END
EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS IS WONDERFUL
Mine:
by Varric Tethras
A long, long time ago in an awesome, awesome galaxy...
After leaving the beautiful planet Novaria, a group of spirits fly toward a distant speck. The speck gradually resolves into a Ferelden, space Normandy.
Civil war strikes the galaxy, which is ruled by Gaspard de Chalons, an earlobe weirdo yahg capable of disingenuous assertions and even snide insinuations.
Terrified, a noble turian known as Josephine Montilyet flees the Empire, with her protector, Isabela Rivaini.
They head for Haven on the planet Ilos. When they finally arrive, a fight breaks out. Rivaini uses her awesome Chainsaw to defend Josephine.
Rivaini and Turian Josephine decide it's time to leave Ilos and steal the mako to shoot their way out.
They encounter a tribe of demons. Rivaini is attacked and the turian is captured by the demons and taken back to Haven.
Rivaini must fight to save Turian Josephine but when she accidentally unearths a powerful Orb of Evanuris, the entire future of the awesome, beautiful galaxy is at stake.





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