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I wonder which one of the crimes got her jailed, in the first place.
I'm pretty sure almost every crime she committed would count on its own.
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 08:31
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I'm pretty sure almost every crime she committed would count on its own.
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 08:36
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Well I don't think anyone on the thread was ever of the opinion that her stays in cryo were definitely multi-year. Just that there was a possibility (no matter how remote) that they weren't quick in-and-out deals. Besides, her latest stint (as depicted in the game) could well have been one of the shorter ones; in that case, she might not need to acknowledge a large block of missing time at all. And since we never see the ends of her previous cryo periods, we will never know if she did, in fact, wonder about how much time passed during any particular stay pre-ME2. Furthermore, as written, the game script glosses over a lot of details, in the interests of keeping the action moving, that say, a novel, might address. Just because she never says in-game that she spent long periods of time in cryo doesn't mean it couldn't have happened. It just wasn't germane to the way the writers wanted the plot to develop.
EDIT: Additionally, I cotton to the notion that Jack may not necessarily care what day or year it is. At no point in the entire recruitment mission (or subsequently) does she give any indication that she does (though again, this is probably due to the demands of the game format). Given her history, any given day is probably the same as any other - the only real concern is to survive moment to moment. Coming out of cryo, the first set of things I'd expect her to think is "So they didn't kill me while I was under. Are they gonna kill me now? If they aren't, what do I need to know and do to make sure I make it to one minute, one hour, one day from now?" Viewed from that perspective, exact calendar dates are pretty meaningless. Except if the Reapers are definitely scheduled to arrive next Tuesday anyway.
EDIT 2: The denizens of this thread have noted several occasions where the inclusion of one line of dialogue would have made a scene play out better, make more sense, or make the characters look less like a jerk, predatory, or what have you. Yet Bioware didn't see fit to include such lines. Apparently, they're not very good with the whole single-line business.
EDIT: Additionally, I cotton to the notion that Jack may not necessarily care what day or year it is. At no point in the entire recruitment mission (or subsequently) does she give any indication that she does (though again, this is probably due to the demands of the game format). Given her history, any given day is probably the same as any other - the only real concern is to survive moment to moment. Coming out of cryo, the first set of things I'd expect her to think is "So they didn't kill me while I was under. Are they gonna kill me now? If they aren't, what do I need to know and do to make sure I make it to one minute, one hour, one day from now?" Viewed from that perspective, exact calendar dates are pretty meaningless. Except if the Reapers are definitely scheduled to arrive next Tuesday anyway.
EDIT 2: The denizens of this thread have noted several occasions where the inclusion of one line of dialogue would have made a scene play out better, make more sense, or make the characters look less like a jerk, predatory, or what have you. Yet Bioware didn't see fit to include such lines. Apparently, they're not very good with the whole single-line business.
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 08:40
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Well, she did off the seven men who assaulted her in the latrines. And the inmate that's being beaten by the guards is proof that the Warden doesn't take kindly to that behavior. Maybe that had something to do with her being locked in cryo?
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 09:36
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I just got a friend of mine into playing Mass Effect 2.
...He just took Miranda's side of the argument.
...He just took Miranda's side of the argument.
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 09:39
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Ok... Jack's criminal record, eh?
Well, its going to be way more varied than she lets us see from her stories. Jack's "free" life begins as soon as the freighter crew pick her up after her escape. I have my own particularly horrible take on that, so I'll not go there (you'll see soon enough). So the crew did what they did with her, then sold her. So Jack goes from her first taste of freedom to slavery. Jack's first crime may well be attached to that; perhaps she escaped, ran, assaulted or even killed her new owners or the slavers that took her initially. Maybe this (if she did things as explosively as she did on her way out of Teltin) highlights her biotic ability; this strange, wild little human child with a roadmap of lines on her skin is worth even more... dose her full of inhibitors, keep her senses addled on drugs, use her as a windup biotic battering ram. This would be her introduction to real organised crime; perhaps someone uses the kid gloves treatment... tear this vault open, Jack, and you can have something nice... or maybe they didn't spare the rod at all and used narcotics, beatings, almost-repeats of the Teltin treatment. It seem logical at least to me that this is the beginning of Jack's voyage to discover who she is; crime is something she can do, gives her a purpose beyond pain and abuse and might, just might, show her who she really is beyond that frightened child in a cell.
Jack talks about being used a lot; this suggest to me she put much stock in being treated right by each person that came along. The freighter crew pick her up, use her, but this is a child's first taste of real freedom... whatever they did, she must have thought they really cared. Being sold is that first, terrible betrayal, the first twist of the knife. And it happens again and again and again - so often that Jack sees being used as inevitable, and at the slightest whiff of it, she kills in response. But she doesn't isolate herself, she doesn't become a hermit, she just finds someone else to try and help her see who she is. Jack is hopeful; each time she's hoping this time will be different. Jack is screaming for someone to care, and not finding anyone that does. The betrayals layer so much that by the time she finds someone that does, it's too late, and her wounded heart is not just stabbed again, but broken. Stabbing she could deal with, but this? Terrible...
So tracking back, someone uses Jack for some job, betrays her, and she runs, walks or kills her way out and joins some other criminal group. Rinse and repeat. All the time, from that first potential crime of escape from the slavers, she is building a record with whoever polices that part of space. What her first arrest was, who can say, but her first voyage into prison? Part of me wants her to have had some criminal experience before it... some poor little abused girl getting locked up in a prison for trying to escape or defend herself? That would be a litany of horrors until the first time she snaps and really cuts loose on someone... I really don't want that to have happened; not more beatings, more sexual abuse (because let's face it, it happens in prisons), more mindless aggression while she's still a child. I don't want Jack to have had that without a grounding in the criminal world, because it would be too cruel. If there's anything remotely like a best-case-scenario here, I'd say Jack gets hauled in for some crimes and ends up in her first prison with a little experience in how the criminal underworld works... and so begins our tales of prison breaks, growing criminal activities, so on and so forth.
As for Jack in cryo/what she was doing during ME1? Who knows. Cryo though has to be like the cooler, though. It's punishment. We know from Jack's Purgatory story that she was in there a while, and not in cryo. She's worth money to the warden alive, so the only punishment that they can hit her with that does anything is cryo - in there at least she can't kill anyone. Beat her down, she just gets up and gets her own back sooner of later, so cryo is maybe the safest place to put her. Something else to consider is Jack's assault in the latrines doesn't gel with the opinions of her the prisoners and staff have - she's a f*cking monster, damn it! Even if there was a gang of you, would you even try, knowing full well that even if you do give the b*tch a lesson, she's going to finish you off eventually... sooner or later you'll be on your own with her and you will wish that you'd never been born for however long it takes for you to die... I think that would have to have happened fairly soon after she first got to Purgatory, because after a while, would anyone but the craziest bastards even try? Cryo though has to be somewhere she's put for being naughty; the equivalent of spanking an elephant with a cricket bat... I mean, what else can you do to punish her that'll stick?
Well, its going to be way more varied than she lets us see from her stories. Jack's "free" life begins as soon as the freighter crew pick her up after her escape. I have my own particularly horrible take on that, so I'll not go there (you'll see soon enough). So the crew did what they did with her, then sold her. So Jack goes from her first taste of freedom to slavery. Jack's first crime may well be attached to that; perhaps she escaped, ran, assaulted or even killed her new owners or the slavers that took her initially. Maybe this (if she did things as explosively as she did on her way out of Teltin) highlights her biotic ability; this strange, wild little human child with a roadmap of lines on her skin is worth even more... dose her full of inhibitors, keep her senses addled on drugs, use her as a windup biotic battering ram. This would be her introduction to real organised crime; perhaps someone uses the kid gloves treatment... tear this vault open, Jack, and you can have something nice... or maybe they didn't spare the rod at all and used narcotics, beatings, almost-repeats of the Teltin treatment. It seem logical at least to me that this is the beginning of Jack's voyage to discover who she is; crime is something she can do, gives her a purpose beyond pain and abuse and might, just might, show her who she really is beyond that frightened child in a cell.
Jack talks about being used a lot; this suggest to me she put much stock in being treated right by each person that came along. The freighter crew pick her up, use her, but this is a child's first taste of real freedom... whatever they did, she must have thought they really cared. Being sold is that first, terrible betrayal, the first twist of the knife. And it happens again and again and again - so often that Jack sees being used as inevitable, and at the slightest whiff of it, she kills in response. But she doesn't isolate herself, she doesn't become a hermit, she just finds someone else to try and help her see who she is. Jack is hopeful; each time she's hoping this time will be different. Jack is screaming for someone to care, and not finding anyone that does. The betrayals layer so much that by the time she finds someone that does, it's too late, and her wounded heart is not just stabbed again, but broken. Stabbing she could deal with, but this? Terrible...
So tracking back, someone uses Jack for some job, betrays her, and she runs, walks or kills her way out and joins some other criminal group. Rinse and repeat. All the time, from that first potential crime of escape from the slavers, she is building a record with whoever polices that part of space. What her first arrest was, who can say, but her first voyage into prison? Part of me wants her to have had some criminal experience before it... some poor little abused girl getting locked up in a prison for trying to escape or defend herself? That would be a litany of horrors until the first time she snaps and really cuts loose on someone... I really don't want that to have happened; not more beatings, more sexual abuse (because let's face it, it happens in prisons), more mindless aggression while she's still a child. I don't want Jack to have had that without a grounding in the criminal world, because it would be too cruel. If there's anything remotely like a best-case-scenario here, I'd say Jack gets hauled in for some crimes and ends up in her first prison with a little experience in how the criminal underworld works... and so begins our tales of prison breaks, growing criminal activities, so on and so forth.
As for Jack in cryo/what she was doing during ME1? Who knows. Cryo though has to be like the cooler, though. It's punishment. We know from Jack's Purgatory story that she was in there a while, and not in cryo. She's worth money to the warden alive, so the only punishment that they can hit her with that does anything is cryo - in there at least she can't kill anyone. Beat her down, she just gets up and gets her own back sooner of later, so cryo is maybe the safest place to put her. Something else to consider is Jack's assault in the latrines doesn't gel with the opinions of her the prisoners and staff have - she's a f*cking monster, damn it! Even if there was a gang of you, would you even try, knowing full well that even if you do give the b*tch a lesson, she's going to finish you off eventually... sooner or later you'll be on your own with her and you will wish that you'd never been born for however long it takes for you to die... I think that would have to have happened fairly soon after she first got to Purgatory, because after a while, would anyone but the craziest bastards even try? Cryo though has to be somewhere she's put for being naughty; the equivalent of spanking an elephant with a cricket bat... I mean, what else can you do to punish her that'll stick?
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I remember that you theorized, earlier, Mondo, that Jack had likely been passed around by the people who had taken her off of Pragia. They violated her trust, even though someone she could trust was what she needed most at that moment, being so vulnerable. She's had such a scary, lonely past.
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I know 
Her past is so tragic and I don't see how anyone can just write her off and think she's a horrible character. She was conditioned to love fighting and has been taken advantage of so many times. If people don't understand how that shaped her and see past it to get to know her it's their loss.
Her past is so tragic and I don't see how anyone can just write her off and think she's a horrible character. She was conditioned to love fighting and has been taken advantage of so many times. If people don't understand how that shaped her and see past it to get to know her it's their loss.
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 10:58
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This one might take longer than I originally planned it to be, but oh well. Here's the second part of "Son Of Mindoir".
_ 12:54, A.M. _
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The Normandy was a fine ship. As it was in the past, so will it be, in the present.
The first was a beauty, a one-of-a-kind masterpiece. A symbol of friendship, and unity, between the turians and humans. With its state of the art stealth system, impressive maneuverability, and its enormous drive core, the frigate achieved many accomplishments; it’s most notable being the ship that allowed its captain, Commander James Shepard, to stop the rogue Special Tactics and Reconnaissance agent Saren Aterius from unleashing the Reapers upon the galaxy. A threat that seems to have ‘faded into dark space’, so to speak.
Even with the original’s destruction, the Normandy continued to impress. Its successor had gone on to complete many tasks most starships would have failed, attempting to do, culminating with the complete destruction of the Collectors, once again saving the galaxy – and more importantly, humanity – from the Reapers.
But with all of what the second had done, and could do, there was one thing it could not.
And that was land on a planet.
Even if the Normandy’s mass could be supported, the crew was still at work. There had been no real time for breaks. Which made James’ decision to revisit his roots for the first time, since the raid, all the more unprofessional, in a certain former human extremist operative’s mind. But in the end, James was the captain of the ship. And as captain, his word was final. Everyone else has had something done for them; it was time for Shepard to go about doing something for himself.
They were less than 5 minutes away from their destination. The UT-47 Kodiak Drop Shuttle had been the mode of transportation. They didn’t have worry about the level of privacy as, aside from both the pilots controlling the shuttle, they were the only ones aboard. James had been sitting opposite of the pilot’s side; his belongings, enclosed in small storage cases, were stacked to the left of his position. Seven, in all. To his right, were 3 storage cases, the top filled to the brim with weapons, which seemed unnecessary, considering that they’d not been treating this as mission. At least, Shepard wasn’t.
On his lap, and against his chest, laid Jack. She’d been sleeping; her arms locked tightly under his. Like an adolescent, not wanting to part from an object, for fear of what she’d have to do. Where she’d have to go.
He believed it served as a reminder. So long as she felt the fabric of the dark grey undershirt, pressing into her muscles, the coolness of the orange vest that formed against the side of her face, and the warmness of another’s hand, firmly grasping onto her hips, that what she was experiencing was not an mirage. A hallucination. If it were, chances are she’d probably never want to wake up. To come to her senses. But it was not a dream. This had been real. Jack must have had the same thoughts as him – or at least, knew that he was looking down at her – because when he’d done so, she’d smile a small smile. Similar to the one she had given, before the Omega-4 Relay was approached. Her grip tightened, and she shifted against him. The fuzz that served as her hair brushed under his chin.
Doing so had given James another sight to behold. Through all of the ink applied to her body, not once did he notice the scars. The one atop her head, and the other splitting her lip, sure. Even the ones that decorated her neck had been seen before. But what he had not seen had been the scars below it. The scars etched unto her body. James’ free hand would lift from his side – which was enough to wake her – and had begun tracing the scar on her right arm.
“The f*ck you doing, Shepard?” Jack had asked, her voice heavy with sleep. She’d not bothered to open her eyes. Surprised even her.
“Pragia?” James replied, continuing on with his tracing. His eyes had been focused on the task.
“Yep.” Jack had slightly nodded her head, unable to bring herself to move, all that much. Too tired. Besides, it’d be a while, before she believed she want to remove herself from him. “S’like I said; torture. Makes me glad…” Jack had yawned, between words. “That that place’s a f*cking crater.” She had adjusted her head against his chest, now able to clearly hear his heartbeat. “We’re here for you, though. So don’t change the subject.”
Though he was fully aware that there was no conversation held with a subject regarding him ever since she woke, James decided to ask the question, anyway. “What subject?” He smugly asked. “Don’t recall hearing anything about me.”
At that, Jack’s hands unlocked themselves, and a right fist was sent straight into his ribs. The blow was fast, but light. James gave a small laugh, and had kissed the base of her head.
“You got any scars?” Jack had asked, as his head returned to its position, against hers.
“Everyone’s got sca-“
“Ones you can see, Shepard.”
James had shrugged. “Aside from the ones you gave me, that time, on the Citadel? And the one from being shot – twice, if I might add…”
It was intended to be a joke. But it wasn’t, to Jack. Her right fist slammed into Shepard’s ribs again, this time harder than the last. It was enough to tell James that he crossed a line. Which made Jack’s next action unnecessary.
“Don’t f*cking talk to me, like that. I said I was sorry.” Jack had said, angrily. But James was an assh*le. An assh*le born of experience. An assh*le born of choice. And an assh*le born of necessity. That necessity did not apply here.
“I’d been unconscious before I even hit the ground…” James had said, without a laugh. And without a smile. “So you’ll have to forgive me if I’m unable to believe that actually happened.”
Jack’s eyes had gone wide open. Her head was lifted away from his chest, and she’d stare daggers into his eyes.
“What the F*CK, Shepard!?” Jack had shouted. “What’s your f*cking problem!?”
And it was then that James had smiled. “You realize I’m doing this because you keep walking into it, right?” He said, laughing a bit. “I know you don’t like it. And I know you don’t want me to try and place the blame on you. What happened..Happened.”
“Then why the hell would you say that to me?” Jack had said, pissed off at the fact that James found this funny.
“Only way to get you to open your eyes.” James had stated, with a huge grin plastered across his face. That caught Jack by surprise, evident when she attempted to speak, but nothing came out. She’d been at a loss for words, unable to understand what James had been getting at...Until she remembered what he’d said, aboard the Normandy. When she did, she had shook her head, then placed it back against James' chest, her arms coming back to grip his torso.
“F*cking assh*le.” She’d finally say, to which James had chuckled.
“Don’t I get to see my priiize?” He had asked, knowingly ripping a, understandably cheap, line from one of his comrades.
“F*ck you.” Jack retorted.
“After all that trouble?”
“Coulda just asked.” Jack was still visibly pissed off, at him. "I’m wearing that f*cking visor too. Teach you to talk down on me.”
“Aww...You’re a very hard person to like, Jack.” James had replied. Though, in all honesty, it was actually quite easy. Had made sure not to include that, in his tone, however.
“Really?” Jack replied, her voice teeming with sarcasm.
“Hadn’t noticed. You got any other noticeables that I’m too stupid to see?”
The shuttle had arrived on Mindoir.
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The Normandy was a fine ship. As it was in the past, so will it be, in the present.
The first was a beauty, a one-of-a-kind masterpiece. A symbol of friendship, and unity, between the turians and humans. With its state of the art stealth system, impressive maneuverability, and its enormous drive core, the frigate achieved many accomplishments; it’s most notable being the ship that allowed its captain, Commander James Shepard, to stop the rogue Special Tactics and Reconnaissance agent Saren Aterius from unleashing the Reapers upon the galaxy. A threat that seems to have ‘faded into dark space’, so to speak.
Even with the original’s destruction, the Normandy continued to impress. Its successor had gone on to complete many tasks most starships would have failed, attempting to do, culminating with the complete destruction of the Collectors, once again saving the galaxy – and more importantly, humanity – from the Reapers.
But with all of what the second had done, and could do, there was one thing it could not.
And that was land on a planet.
Even if the Normandy’s mass could be supported, the crew was still at work. There had been no real time for breaks. Which made James’ decision to revisit his roots for the first time, since the raid, all the more unprofessional, in a certain former human extremist operative’s mind. But in the end, James was the captain of the ship. And as captain, his word was final. Everyone else has had something done for them; it was time for Shepard to go about doing something for himself.
They were less than 5 minutes away from their destination. The UT-47 Kodiak Drop Shuttle had been the mode of transportation. They didn’t have worry about the level of privacy as, aside from both the pilots controlling the shuttle, they were the only ones aboard. James had been sitting opposite of the pilot’s side; his belongings, enclosed in small storage cases, were stacked to the left of his position. Seven, in all. To his right, were 3 storage cases, the top filled to the brim with weapons, which seemed unnecessary, considering that they’d not been treating this as mission. At least, Shepard wasn’t.
On his lap, and against his chest, laid Jack. She’d been sleeping; her arms locked tightly under his. Like an adolescent, not wanting to part from an object, for fear of what she’d have to do. Where she’d have to go.
He believed it served as a reminder. So long as she felt the fabric of the dark grey undershirt, pressing into her muscles, the coolness of the orange vest that formed against the side of her face, and the warmness of another’s hand, firmly grasping onto her hips, that what she was experiencing was not an mirage. A hallucination. If it were, chances are she’d probably never want to wake up. To come to her senses. But it was not a dream. This had been real. Jack must have had the same thoughts as him – or at least, knew that he was looking down at her – because when he’d done so, she’d smile a small smile. Similar to the one she had given, before the Omega-4 Relay was approached. Her grip tightened, and she shifted against him. The fuzz that served as her hair brushed under his chin.
Doing so had given James another sight to behold. Through all of the ink applied to her body, not once did he notice the scars. The one atop her head, and the other splitting her lip, sure. Even the ones that decorated her neck had been seen before. But what he had not seen had been the scars below it. The scars etched unto her body. James’ free hand would lift from his side – which was enough to wake her – and had begun tracing the scar on her right arm.
“The f*ck you doing, Shepard?” Jack had asked, her voice heavy with sleep. She’d not bothered to open her eyes. Surprised even her.
“Pragia?” James replied, continuing on with his tracing. His eyes had been focused on the task.
“Yep.” Jack had slightly nodded her head, unable to bring herself to move, all that much. Too tired. Besides, it’d be a while, before she believed she want to remove herself from him. “S’like I said; torture. Makes me glad…” Jack had yawned, between words. “That that place’s a f*cking crater.” She had adjusted her head against his chest, now able to clearly hear his heartbeat. “We’re here for you, though. So don’t change the subject.”
Though he was fully aware that there was no conversation held with a subject regarding him ever since she woke, James decided to ask the question, anyway. “What subject?” He smugly asked. “Don’t recall hearing anything about me.”
At that, Jack’s hands unlocked themselves, and a right fist was sent straight into his ribs. The blow was fast, but light. James gave a small laugh, and had kissed the base of her head.
“You got any scars?” Jack had asked, as his head returned to its position, against hers.
“Everyone’s got sca-“
“Ones you can see, Shepard.”
James had shrugged. “Aside from the ones you gave me, that time, on the Citadel? And the one from being shot – twice, if I might add…”
It was intended to be a joke. But it wasn’t, to Jack. Her right fist slammed into Shepard’s ribs again, this time harder than the last. It was enough to tell James that he crossed a line. Which made Jack’s next action unnecessary.
“Don’t f*cking talk to me, like that. I said I was sorry.” Jack had said, angrily. But James was an assh*le. An assh*le born of experience. An assh*le born of choice. And an assh*le born of necessity. That necessity did not apply here.
“I’d been unconscious before I even hit the ground…” James had said, without a laugh. And without a smile. “So you’ll have to forgive me if I’m unable to believe that actually happened.”
Jack’s eyes had gone wide open. Her head was lifted away from his chest, and she’d stare daggers into his eyes.
“What the F*CK, Shepard!?” Jack had shouted. “What’s your f*cking problem!?”
And it was then that James had smiled. “You realize I’m doing this because you keep walking into it, right?” He said, laughing a bit. “I know you don’t like it. And I know you don’t want me to try and place the blame on you. What happened..Happened.”
“Then why the hell would you say that to me?” Jack had said, pissed off at the fact that James found this funny.
“Only way to get you to open your eyes.” James had stated, with a huge grin plastered across his face. That caught Jack by surprise, evident when she attempted to speak, but nothing came out. She’d been at a loss for words, unable to understand what James had been getting at...Until she remembered what he’d said, aboard the Normandy. When she did, she had shook her head, then placed it back against James' chest, her arms coming back to grip his torso.
“F*cking assh*le.” She’d finally say, to which James had chuckled.
“Don’t I get to see my priiize?” He had asked, knowingly ripping a, understandably cheap, line from one of his comrades.
“F*ck you.” Jack retorted.
“After all that trouble?”
“Coulda just asked.” Jack was still visibly pissed off, at him. "I’m wearing that f*cking visor too. Teach you to talk down on me.”
“Aww...You’re a very hard person to like, Jack.” James had replied. Though, in all honesty, it was actually quite easy. Had made sure not to include that, in his tone, however.
“Really?” Jack replied, her voice teeming with sarcasm.
“Hadn’t noticed. You got any other noticeables that I’m too stupid to see?”
The shuttle had arrived on Mindoir.
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 11:01
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I messed up with Jack....We had a one night stand and....Well....She wont talk to me...
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 11:03
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Sundown Native wrote...
I just got a friend of mine into playing Mass Effect 2.
...He just took Miranda's side of the argument.
He think she was Hot?
Well, Jack has a heart, I like her, Miranda's a "Cerberus ****" (Jack Quote <3) in my opinion....
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Posté 09 août 2010 - 11:07
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EmoticBiotic wrote...
Sundown Native wrote...
I just got a friend of mine into playing Mass Effect 2.
...He just took Miranda's side of the argument.
He think she was Hot?
Well, Jack has a heart, I like her, Miranda's a "Cerberus ****" (Jack Quote <3) in my opinion....
According to him, Miranda looks better than Jack, yeah.
But then again, he's one of those shallow dudes. Liked Miri more because Jack "had no hair, and she's b*tchy as f*ck". You know. The usual.
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 01:45
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Of course, now that I think about it, it's entirely possible that the reason she breaks her shackles and charges the YMIRs is because Shepard didn't use the controls to pump her full of inhibitors when he thawed her (which is something the prison staff would almost certainly have done under normal circumstances). But all that really means is that the confrontation would have been deferred until she was on the Normandy and the inhibitors wore off.
Yeah good point, I forgot about these supposed biotic inhibitors. Maybe they would last long enough for Shepard to work his mojo and convince her not to tear his head off.
Actually, I'm surprised that Jack and Shep's initial meeting was so civilized - even taking into account the fact that he just shot a prison guard who was trying to blindside her.
Yeah I'm a bit surprised of that myself. She may not have attacked them because, well, three highly armed people she's never seen before, and they seem to want to help her, so maybe she should see what they want first.
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 02:16
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Hello Jack Thread. Tali Thread got shutdown permanently, so I'm homeless. Thought I'd poke my head in here for a while.
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 02:33
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Plus, Jack isn't dumb. And she's all about survival. I'm sure she recognized that Shepard + crew were not the average group of prison guards, and attacking them would probably not lend itself to the highest survival odds.Jackal904 wrote...
Actually, I'm surprised that Jack and Shep's initial meeting was so civilized - even taking into account the fact that he just shot a prison guard who was trying to blindside her.
Yeah I'm a bit surprised of that myself. She may not have attacked them because, well, three highly armed people she's never seen before, and they seem to want to help her, so maybe she should see what they want first.
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#13067
Posté 10 août 2010 - 03:29
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Definitely this.MHRazer wrote...
Plus, Jack isn't dumb. And she's all about survival. I'm sure she recognized that Shepard + crew were not the average group of prison guards, and attacking them would probably not lend itself to the highest survival odds.Jackal904 wrote...
Actually, I'm surprised that Jack and Shep's initial meeting was so civilized - even taking into account the fact that he just shot a prison guard who was trying to blindside her.
Yeah I'm a bit surprised of that myself. She may not have attacked them because, well, three highly armed people she's never seen before, and they seem to want to help her, so maybe she should see what they want first.
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 03:48
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Jack is a wonderfully done character--hilariously, bluntly crude, yet touching and emotionally deep. I just finished the romance with her today. Despite the minimal amount of spoken dialogue, the romance's culmination was by far the most powerful of all romances for me.
At the end, when they cuddle, and Jack grips just a bit harder a few seconds in to Shepard's shoulder, it's a grand sign of change for her: she's finally willing to let down her guard, finally willing to move on and recover.
It's really moving, and has far less forced crying than Thane's romance culmination. A great cap-off to a great character.
At the end, when they cuddle, and Jack grips just a bit harder a few seconds in to Shepard's shoulder, it's a grand sign of change for her: she's finally willing to let down her guard, finally willing to move on and recover.
It's really moving, and has far less forced crying than Thane's romance culmination. A great cap-off to a great character.
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 04:15
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FlyinElk212 wrote...
Jack is a wonderfully done character--hilariously, bluntly crude, yet touching and emotionally deep. I just finished the romance with her today. Despite the minimal amount of spoken dialogue, the romance's culmination was by far the most powerful of all romances for me.
At the end, when they cuddle, and Jack grips just a bit harder a few seconds in to Shepard's shoulder, it's a grand sign of change for her: she's finally willing to let down her guard, finally willing to move on and recover.
It's really moving, and has far less forced crying than Thane's romance culmination. A great cap-off to a great character.
Don't forget Jack's smile of utter contentment! :happy:
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#13070
Posté 10 août 2010 - 06:13
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@Sundown
Nice fic but I'm a little confused about their arguement.
Nice fic but I'm a little confused about their arguement.
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 06:30
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Nice fic but I'm a little confused about their arguement.
It's about what happened during the "Eyes And History" fic I'd written down. Mostly what happened on the 3rd chapter.
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 01:51
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I thought this last one was quite good Sundown. I like that Jack uses the visor as a way to punish ShepardSundown Native wrote...
Jackal904 wrote...
@Sundown
Nice fic but I'm a little confused about their arguement.
It's about what happened during the "Eyes And History" fic I'd written down. Mostly what happened on the 3rd chapter.
Edit: It did take me a little to fully remember your references to the events on the Citadel and what Shepard had said on the Normandy from your earlier fics. We've got so many good fics bouncing around here from a few different authors, it's tough to keep them all straight sometimes. You might want to just make quick reminders if you refer back to something; i.e. instead of saying "Until she remembered what he’d said, aboard the Normandy." you could say "Until she remembered how Shepard complimented her eyes aboard the Normandy/Wouldn't shut up about her eyes aboard the Normandy."
But, at the same time, it's kind of neat for Jack and Shepard to have little inside references and notes regarding their relationship so far. So really, either way I guess
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 02:32
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MHRazer wrote...
You might want to just make quick reminders if you refer back to something; i.e. instead of saying "Until she remembered what he’d said, aboard the Normandy." you could say "Until she remembered how Shepard complimented her eyes aboard the Normandy/Wouldn't shut up about her eyes aboard the Normandy."
Oooh, that's what that was about. But yeah, like MHRazer said, so much good stuff going around it's hard to keep track and remember everything
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#13074
Posté 10 août 2010 - 02:54
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I have so many pages to thumb through ever since I've been ignoring the character threads for my strategy forum revolution. Lots of fanfics and such.
Been thinking about Jack's time from her escape. How does someone find a drifting shuttle in that great expanse of space? I figure she must have known enough to get the shuttle to a mass relay perhaps, but didn't have the piloting skills to navigate one. Joker seems to imply use of mass relays isn't for the amateurs.
Sold into slavery, makes me wonder if Jack held off on letting anyone know just what kind of biotic she happened to be. I don't think you can hide being a biotic, as there's apparently a constant discharge of static electricity from a simple touch. A savvy individual probably would have connected the scars to her biotics, but most likely the first batch of people she came across weren't the highly intelligent sort. She could have been just one of the forgotten biotics to them, too off the radar or too poor to afford the implants for considerable biotic output.
However, I can't imagine she stayed a slave for very long, but I think her time at Teltin showed her enough patience to know when to strike for the best chances of escape. She had the biotics to do the damage, but she waited for a massive distraction at Teltin before making her move. So make it to a well-populated area, possibly to be put on the meat market, make the escape and get lost in the crowd.
She apparently didn't go for the haircut until after her time with the cult.
Don't think she spent most of her time causing mischief, it just got worse as time went on and she grew disillusioned with life. I imagine most of her time was spent trying to find her place in the galaxy, trying to find people like herself. Hence the mentions of the cult and the colony she joined. I think until the Normandy, sounds like the colony was the closest she ever got to stability, but someone destroyed the colony. So she crashed a space station.
Of course, there's that connection between her name and Pitch Black, I think. When she mentions her tattoos for the prisons she's been in, I get that Riddick vibe. I'd say Purgatory seemed to wise up to the danger, but she apparently was loose long enough to scare the other inmates.
For the tattoos she mentions are for the lost aspects of her life, I think she obviously got one for the colony she lived on. Perhaps that's the tree even, a tattoo implying peace and growth. I bet she got one for Murtock as well.
I just like trying to piece together some sort of history for the gal. I don't think she's mysteriously older due to any cryogenic freezing or genetics keeping her physically fit to a youthful age. Ever since I did the biotic timeline, I feel the only age that makes true sense is mid-20s. The timeline is just too condensed to allow for much leeway in this.
Been thinking about Jack's time from her escape. How does someone find a drifting shuttle in that great expanse of space? I figure she must have known enough to get the shuttle to a mass relay perhaps, but didn't have the piloting skills to navigate one. Joker seems to imply use of mass relays isn't for the amateurs.
Sold into slavery, makes me wonder if Jack held off on letting anyone know just what kind of biotic she happened to be. I don't think you can hide being a biotic, as there's apparently a constant discharge of static electricity from a simple touch. A savvy individual probably would have connected the scars to her biotics, but most likely the first batch of people she came across weren't the highly intelligent sort. She could have been just one of the forgotten biotics to them, too off the radar or too poor to afford the implants for considerable biotic output.
However, I can't imagine she stayed a slave for very long, but I think her time at Teltin showed her enough patience to know when to strike for the best chances of escape. She had the biotics to do the damage, but she waited for a massive distraction at Teltin before making her move. So make it to a well-populated area, possibly to be put on the meat market, make the escape and get lost in the crowd.
She apparently didn't go for the haircut until after her time with the cult.
Don't think she spent most of her time causing mischief, it just got worse as time went on and she grew disillusioned with life. I imagine most of her time was spent trying to find her place in the galaxy, trying to find people like herself. Hence the mentions of the cult and the colony she joined. I think until the Normandy, sounds like the colony was the closest she ever got to stability, but someone destroyed the colony. So she crashed a space station.
Of course, there's that connection between her name and Pitch Black, I think. When she mentions her tattoos for the prisons she's been in, I get that Riddick vibe. I'd say Purgatory seemed to wise up to the danger, but she apparently was loose long enough to scare the other inmates.
For the tattoos she mentions are for the lost aspects of her life, I think she obviously got one for the colony she lived on. Perhaps that's the tree even, a tattoo implying peace and growth. I bet she got one for Murtock as well.
I just like trying to piece together some sort of history for the gal. I don't think she's mysteriously older due to any cryogenic freezing or genetics keeping her physically fit to a youthful age. Ever since I did the biotic timeline, I feel the only age that makes true sense is mid-20s. The timeline is just too condensed to allow for much leeway in this.
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Posté 10 août 2010 - 02:59
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What Tattoo do you think she will get for Shepard (assuming he romanced her)?
