And because who doesn't love Tron? I mean... Miranda
Warming to Miranda (Support Thread) 2.0
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 06:56
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And because who doesn't love Tron? I mean... Miranda
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Ieldra, Queen of the Wall O' Textandysilv87 wrote...
@ Ieldra: I would love to read your fic, I always enjoy reading your walls of text, lol.
Sweet Miranda! Yvonne's wearing a Union Flag t-shirt!
<3
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DarthReavus wrote...
Ieldra, Queen of the Wall O' Textandysilv87 wrote...
@ Ieldra: I would love to read your fic, I always enjoy reading your walls of text, lol.
Sweet Miranda! Yvonne's wearing a Union Flag t-shirt!
I'm sure Ieldra once mentioned being male...I could be mistaken though, if so, my apologies Ieldra, lol.
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:01
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If Ieldra is male then that avatar is somewhat misleading. I make half my gender assessments based on avatars in fact. Though ComTrav I can't suss. Is Com a man who plays mostly FemSheps or a woman? Or is that a mystery yet to be unravelled?andysilv87 wrote...
DarthReavus wrote...
Ieldra, Queen of the Wall O' Textandysilv87 wrote...
@ Ieldra: I would love to read your fic, I always enjoy reading your walls of text, lol.
Sweet Miranda! Yvonne's wearing a Union Flag t-shirt!
I'm sure Ieldra once mentioned being male...I could be mistaken though, if so, my apologies Ieldra, lol.
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:01
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#2906
Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:01
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If looks could kill...
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:04
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DarthReavus wrote...
I'm sure Ieldra once mentioned being male...I could be mistaken though, if so, my apologies Ieldra, lol.
If Ieldra is male then that avatar is somewhat misleading. I make half my gender assessments based on avatars in fact. Though ComTrav I can't suss. Is Com a man who plays mostly FemSheps or a woman? Or is that a mystery yet to be unravelled?
This is funny, because the Shep I've referred to most often in the old thread was "Captain America MaleShep." And I did start the old thread because of the MaleShep/Miranda romance.
If it feels like I've referred to FemShep more, it's because that's the playthrough I'm doing now.
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:04
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shinobi602 wrote...
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That's my boy! Good work Shinobi.
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oops, quoted wrong portion of text above, lol.
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All right. DarthReavus, thanks for permission to post another wall of text. I hope this transfers correctly, this forum exhibits some strange behaviour. If everything works, the only thing changed should be a single instance of a word censored by the forum software. Here, then, is...
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A kind of Ascension
Somewhere in space, a space station was floating, kept in close orbit around a red giant star unburdened by any planets. Spindle-shaped with platforms extruding from the central plane, one end, which could be described as the upper, was cut off revealing a circular platform, where two humanoid shapes were outlined by the dying star’s baleful glow. Standing on an immaculately polished tile floor reflecting the densely packed stars sending their light through the invisible walls of the observation dome, the simple but stylishly designed chairs they were sitting on seemed to float in deep space. The two humans’ faces – a man’s and a woman’s – were lit by the orange glow from a dozen holoscreens, arranged on a u-shaped control desk in front of each. The silence was total as their fingers and hands moved through the holographic images, each subtle movement initiating a million digital processes through the computers’ motion interfaces. Unmistakable for their spacers’ senses, conditioned to notice any life support failure immediately, warm and dry conditioned air was kept in motion around them.
Shepard chuckled.
“’Assuming direct control’”, he quoted, and leaned back as the space station’s master control process opened itself to his intervention, beginning the transfer of the control interface to his own nano-electronic implants.
“You got the easy part”, Miranda replied. Her voice sounded annoyed. “I’m still trying to decrypt the project data.”
“Sorry I can’t help you, but that’s your field. I only blow things up.”
Miranda laughed. “Fishing for compliments again?”
A self-satisfied grin appeared on his face. “No. Only trying to make you laugh.”
She blew him a kiss. “Very much appreciated. But I can’t rest until I’ve cracked the next level. No idea if it’s the last. The Illusive Man was a true paranoid.”
Watching her as she went back to work, his eyes kept following her hands as they traced cryptic symbols in the screens, reminiscent of a mythic wizard effecting mysterious spells, her brows furrowing in concentration, all of her body and mind focused on breaking the elusive defenses of one of the most paranoid men in the known galaxy, and enjoyed the sensation of desire stirred up by the mere sight of her.
Smiling, he went back to work, even as Miranda muttered curses at the holoscreens. Making this space station their new home would take a lot of resources and time. Most sections would have to be reconfigured. But they would leave this room unchanged. It had been a pleasant surprise to learn that Miranda had envied the Illusive Man for it just as much as he had. So they had claimed it as spoils of war (or “rightful legacy”, depending on the viewpoint) after his death; little enough after what they’d done for the civilizations of Citadel Space, who, in their arrogance, still spoke of themselves as “the galaxy.”
“Yes!” Miranda’s shout interrupted his routine. “Got you, ****er!”
“Good”, he answered. “I’ve taken the liberty of ordering something to eat and drink. What’ve you got?”
“Hmm. Seems like work on environmental adaptation. Useful stuff; I guess the public wouldn’t like it, though. Mostly, they’re still not arrived in the space age.” The latter was said with some scorn. “But I got a handle on the encryption. The other projects shouldn’t be that hard, now.”
Stretching her limbs and turning and shifting her head as if to prove it to be still connected, she stood up. “Enough for now; it never ceases to amaze me how much this work takes out of you. Did I hear you mention food?”
At a mental command through his newly-transferred control interface, the holoscreens vanished, followed by the control desks folding themselves up and sinking into the floor, leaving immaculate tiles behind. The chairs followed suit, then a different floor section started to bulge and unfolded, at last revealing itself as a pair of upholstered reclining chairs and a low table, both in a light baroque style.
“Whatever else he did – your ex-boss sure had style.” Shepard said. “You could make a lot of money with a restaurant like this. I wonder why nobody’s yet thought of it.”
“Don’t you dare”, Miranda replied in mock outrage. “This is our home you’re talking about.”
“I’d never”, he said with a smile. “This is only for you. “
“My lady”, he declaimed, offering her a chair with a flourish. “Would you care to take a seat? Afternoon chocolate will be served shortly”.
Playing with a little smile suggesting something between contentment and mischief, she crossed the small distance from her vanished workplace. But instead of sitting down, she continued around the chair, trailing one hand along its back until it came to rest on his, while placing the other on his chest. Their eyes met as the gesture reminded them of another time and place. There was no life-threatening danger now, but the anticipation felt much the same. Nothing was said. For him, seeing her raise her eyebrow as if in question was as compelling an invitation as anything could be.
“Did I ever mention how much I like this old-school demeanor of yours?” she asked, keeping eye contact.
“Did I ever mention how much I like it that you do?” he answered.
“Just as long….” she continued, as she snaked a hand around his neck “…as you don’t expect me to behave as demurely as would befit that style”. She drew him forward for a kiss, which he indulged with undisguised enthusiasm. “Because I know what I want”, she breathed into his ear between kisses, molding her body to his.
“As do I”, he replied, his voice coarse with emotion. He sent a command to the space station - gravity off! - And holding her body tightly against his, with a small push of his toes against the floor sent both of them flying off into the air – or into space, as their eyes would tell them.
A surprised squeak, followed by delighted laughter, told him he had achieved his objective.
“Surprised you, did I?” he provoked, grinning broadly, at the same time using his biotic ability to fix their position – and to open the first fastening of her outfit with a simple pull.
“Don’t worry,” she replied, answering in kind. Seeing her smile mischievously as she kept eye contact, he felt an invisible hand sneaking up his back. Pieces of clothing went flying. “It won’t happen again.”
“Don’t count on it.” He found it hard to speak. Having his body touch nothing at all but her was more intoxicating than any drug he could imagine, and he strained to remove any remaining obstacles between them, urged on by her obvious enthusiasm to do the same.
Then they stopped. With their bodies slowly gyrating, their attention completely absorbed by their sense of touch, it was impossible to move without relinquishing skin contact at some place. So they didn’t. He found himself consumed by the impossible wish to have her all around him, and to be all around her. It was an effort to take his head from her shoulder, to let the air, now considerably colder than their skin, creep in between them. But he wanted to see her face.
To his surprise, her eyes were open, her gaze slightly unfocused. But deep within, he could see the characteristic blue glow of biotic power. Then their eyes met.
!!!Slowlymountingpassionawarenessofhimpainfuloldmemoriesconsumedsurprisedconfidencereturned!!!
Startled, he tore his gaze away. The impossible sensation faded. Time seemed to slow. He felt her mouth move against his ear as she whispered.
“Go on….I want to know.”
Moving slowly to his own perception, as if struggling against a viscous flow, he turned his head. Their eyes met again.
!!!Delightedawarenessthoughtofenhancementsmeetingwishtobearoundhimcuriositymeetspassionlookatme!!!
A million images appeared and vanished within an instant, melding into an all-consuming awareness of her within him. Then he found his own face looking back at him.
!!!Slowlymountingpassionawarenessofherstrangelovebioticenchantressonlytoyouigivemyselfcompletely!!!
Awareness of his body, of Miranda next to him, awareness of everything she was, and he was, hit him with an almost physical force. Seeing her mouth shape words, he couldn’t hear them, engaged elsewhere as his senses were, but their meaning appeared in his mind anyway.
!!!Onlyforyounowgoondamniticantakeitanymoreiwillneedthatchocolatelateramusedbyselfthisisanorder!!!
Sent almost laughing by this unexpected humor, as he moved his hands along her back for a new embrace, he felt her skin sliding against his all along his body, felt his touch on her skin reflected back at him through her mind. Then all conscious awareness vanished as they joined, body to body and mind to mind, coalescent passion burning brightly as the star outlining the dance of their bodies floating in the center of the observation dome, with nothing between them and the rest of the universe.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
A kind of Ascension
Somewhere in space, a space station was floating, kept in close orbit around a red giant star unburdened by any planets. Spindle-shaped with platforms extruding from the central plane, one end, which could be described as the upper, was cut off revealing a circular platform, where two humanoid shapes were outlined by the dying star’s baleful glow. Standing on an immaculately polished tile floor reflecting the densely packed stars sending their light through the invisible walls of the observation dome, the simple but stylishly designed chairs they were sitting on seemed to float in deep space. The two humans’ faces – a man’s and a woman’s – were lit by the orange glow from a dozen holoscreens, arranged on a u-shaped control desk in front of each. The silence was total as their fingers and hands moved through the holographic images, each subtle movement initiating a million digital processes through the computers’ motion interfaces. Unmistakable for their spacers’ senses, conditioned to notice any life support failure immediately, warm and dry conditioned air was kept in motion around them.
Shepard chuckled.
“’Assuming direct control’”, he quoted, and leaned back as the space station’s master control process opened itself to his intervention, beginning the transfer of the control interface to his own nano-electronic implants.
“You got the easy part”, Miranda replied. Her voice sounded annoyed. “I’m still trying to decrypt the project data.”
“Sorry I can’t help you, but that’s your field. I only blow things up.”
Miranda laughed. “Fishing for compliments again?”
A self-satisfied grin appeared on his face. “No. Only trying to make you laugh.”
She blew him a kiss. “Very much appreciated. But I can’t rest until I’ve cracked the next level. No idea if it’s the last. The Illusive Man was a true paranoid.”
Watching her as she went back to work, his eyes kept following her hands as they traced cryptic symbols in the screens, reminiscent of a mythic wizard effecting mysterious spells, her brows furrowing in concentration, all of her body and mind focused on breaking the elusive defenses of one of the most paranoid men in the known galaxy, and enjoyed the sensation of desire stirred up by the mere sight of her.
Smiling, he went back to work, even as Miranda muttered curses at the holoscreens. Making this space station their new home would take a lot of resources and time. Most sections would have to be reconfigured. But they would leave this room unchanged. It had been a pleasant surprise to learn that Miranda had envied the Illusive Man for it just as much as he had. So they had claimed it as spoils of war (or “rightful legacy”, depending on the viewpoint) after his death; little enough after what they’d done for the civilizations of Citadel Space, who, in their arrogance, still spoke of themselves as “the galaxy.”
“Yes!” Miranda’s shout interrupted his routine. “Got you, ****er!”
“Good”, he answered. “I’ve taken the liberty of ordering something to eat and drink. What’ve you got?”
“Hmm. Seems like work on environmental adaptation. Useful stuff; I guess the public wouldn’t like it, though. Mostly, they’re still not arrived in the space age.” The latter was said with some scorn. “But I got a handle on the encryption. The other projects shouldn’t be that hard, now.”
Stretching her limbs and turning and shifting her head as if to prove it to be still connected, she stood up. “Enough for now; it never ceases to amaze me how much this work takes out of you. Did I hear you mention food?”
At a mental command through his newly-transferred control interface, the holoscreens vanished, followed by the control desks folding themselves up and sinking into the floor, leaving immaculate tiles behind. The chairs followed suit, then a different floor section started to bulge and unfolded, at last revealing itself as a pair of upholstered reclining chairs and a low table, both in a light baroque style.
“Whatever else he did – your ex-boss sure had style.” Shepard said. “You could make a lot of money with a restaurant like this. I wonder why nobody’s yet thought of it.”
“Don’t you dare”, Miranda replied in mock outrage. “This is our home you’re talking about.”
“I’d never”, he said with a smile. “This is only for you. “
“My lady”, he declaimed, offering her a chair with a flourish. “Would you care to take a seat? Afternoon chocolate will be served shortly”.
Playing with a little smile suggesting something between contentment and mischief, she crossed the small distance from her vanished workplace. But instead of sitting down, she continued around the chair, trailing one hand along its back until it came to rest on his, while placing the other on his chest. Their eyes met as the gesture reminded them of another time and place. There was no life-threatening danger now, but the anticipation felt much the same. Nothing was said. For him, seeing her raise her eyebrow as if in question was as compelling an invitation as anything could be.
“Did I ever mention how much I like this old-school demeanor of yours?” she asked, keeping eye contact.
“Did I ever mention how much I like it that you do?” he answered.
“Just as long….” she continued, as she snaked a hand around his neck “…as you don’t expect me to behave as demurely as would befit that style”. She drew him forward for a kiss, which he indulged with undisguised enthusiasm. “Because I know what I want”, she breathed into his ear between kisses, molding her body to his.
“As do I”, he replied, his voice coarse with emotion. He sent a command to the space station - gravity off! - And holding her body tightly against his, with a small push of his toes against the floor sent both of them flying off into the air – or into space, as their eyes would tell them.
A surprised squeak, followed by delighted laughter, told him he had achieved his objective.
“Surprised you, did I?” he provoked, grinning broadly, at the same time using his biotic ability to fix their position – and to open the first fastening of her outfit with a simple pull.
“Don’t worry,” she replied, answering in kind. Seeing her smile mischievously as she kept eye contact, he felt an invisible hand sneaking up his back. Pieces of clothing went flying. “It won’t happen again.”
“Don’t count on it.” He found it hard to speak. Having his body touch nothing at all but her was more intoxicating than any drug he could imagine, and he strained to remove any remaining obstacles between them, urged on by her obvious enthusiasm to do the same.
Then they stopped. With their bodies slowly gyrating, their attention completely absorbed by their sense of touch, it was impossible to move without relinquishing skin contact at some place. So they didn’t. He found himself consumed by the impossible wish to have her all around him, and to be all around her. It was an effort to take his head from her shoulder, to let the air, now considerably colder than their skin, creep in between them. But he wanted to see her face.
To his surprise, her eyes were open, her gaze slightly unfocused. But deep within, he could see the characteristic blue glow of biotic power. Then their eyes met.
!!!Slowlymountingpassionawarenessofhimpainfuloldmemoriesconsumedsurprisedconfidencereturned!!!
Startled, he tore his gaze away. The impossible sensation faded. Time seemed to slow. He felt her mouth move against his ear as she whispered.
“Go on….I want to know.”
Moving slowly to his own perception, as if struggling against a viscous flow, he turned his head. Their eyes met again.
!!!Delightedawarenessthoughtofenhancementsmeetingwishtobearoundhimcuriositymeetspassionlookatme!!!
A million images appeared and vanished within an instant, melding into an all-consuming awareness of her within him. Then he found his own face looking back at him.
!!!Slowlymountingpassionawarenessofherstrangelovebioticenchantressonlytoyouigivemyselfcompletely!!!
Awareness of his body, of Miranda next to him, awareness of everything she was, and he was, hit him with an almost physical force. Seeing her mouth shape words, he couldn’t hear them, engaged elsewhere as his senses were, but their meaning appeared in his mind anyway.
!!!Onlyforyounowgoondamniticantakeitanymoreiwillneedthatchocolatelateramusedbyselfthisisanorder!!!
Sent almost laughing by this unexpected humor, as he moved his hands along her back for a new embrace, he felt her skin sliding against his all along his body, felt his touch on her skin reflected back at him through her mind. Then all conscious awareness vanished as they joined, body to body and mind to mind, coalescent passion burning brightly as the star outlining the dance of their bodies floating in the center of the observation dome, with nothing between them and the rest of the universe.
#2911
Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:09
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Not a problem ComTrav. Though shouldn't a nurse be escorting you back to your room? The other retired OPs might be missing youComTrav wrote...
oops, quoted wrong portion of text above, lol.
As for the rest of you Mirimaniacs, I have decided out of the kindness of my heart that you need no longer call me Darth. Only the puny lifeforms in other threads need call me that. My real name is in fact Neil, I think I've put it in my profile by now anyway.
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shinobi602 wrote...
So far we've got:
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AccursedOdin AccursedOdin
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#2913
Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:11
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Haha, I posted my gamertag earlier in the thread - guess it got overlooked;
<- I iRiSh I (those are capital i's)
@Ieldra - Isn't transferring text to the forums a pain? Haha. I have to say.. I like the scene, I like it alot. Looking forward to read more of it - and it looks like something to push me to make the next story I write that much better.
<- I iRiSh I (those are capital i's)
@Ieldra - Isn't transferring text to the forums a pain? Haha. I have to say.. I like the scene, I like it alot. Looking forward to read more of it - and it looks like something to push me to make the next story I write that much better.
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:13
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Oops, sorry firecleaner! Totally missed you and Rathias.
So far we've got:
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Shinobi602 desertgho5t
Andysilv87 Silver1987
Sledgehammer117 Sledgehammer117
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Flashy91 NiteFlash91
AccursedOdin AccursedOdin
Firecleaner Firecleaner
Rathias0114 I iRiSh I <--(capital i's)
So far we've got:
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Shinobi602 desertgho5t
Andysilv87 Silver1987
Sledgehammer117 Sledgehammer117
MegWithAMouth MegWithAMouth87
Flashy91 NiteFlash91
AccursedOdin AccursedOdin
Firecleaner Firecleaner
Rathias0114 I iRiSh I <--(capital i's)
#2915
Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:15
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I am a man but I don't mind others being confused about it and reacting accordinglyandysilv87 wrote...
DarthReavus wrote...
Ieldra, Queen of the Wall O' Textandysilv87 wrote...
@ Ieldra: I would love to read your fic, I always enjoy reading your walls of text, lol.
Sweet Miranda! Yvonne's wearing a Union Flag t-shirt!
I'm sure Ieldra once mentioned being male...I could be mistaken though, if so, my apologies Ieldra, lol.
. The reason for my avatar is that most of my favorite game characters are female, and this is one. "Ieldra" is Old English for "elder", but my use of it comes from an SF novel by David Zindell where it's the name of a mythical elder race.
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:15
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ComTrav=ComTrav GT
(...also ComTrav in the SC2 beta. And on the SC2 beta boards, which are pretty dull compared to these. There's a unit called the Reaper in SC2 and lots of people want it nerfed, and whenever I read it I can't help but think of "Ah, yes, "Reapers."))
(...also ComTrav in the SC2 beta. And on the SC2 beta boards, which are pretty dull compared to these. There's a unit called the Reaper in SC2 and lots of people want it nerfed, and whenever I read it I can't help but think of "Ah, yes, "Reapers."))
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:16
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Wow, I feel a little stupid now. Excuse me for a moment *walks away mumbling to self* Bollocks!
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#2918
Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:18
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DarthReavus wrote...
Wow, I feel a little stupid now. Excuse me for a moment *walks away mumbling to self* Bollocks!
Perhaps you'll be joining Com in that OP retirement home soon, eh?
#2919
Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:22
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Once this thread gets locked, aye I suppose I will laddy.
I've just watched the ME2 Launch Trailer again. Still gives me goosebumps
I've just watched the ME2 Launch Trailer again. Still gives me goosebumps
#2920
Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:25
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@ Ieldra: That was great, I especially liked the "biotic sex". Very nice touch.
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:26
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.Arcadionn wrote...
padaE wrote...
Yeah I guess I asked but I saw no answer.
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I looked a lot on youtube but I couldn't find either.
If not one does it today, I can upload one when I get home from work. Will post link if it has not been done at that point.
That would be nice! I would be very grateful
#2922
Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:28
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Hehe, Miri just told me to...
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Annjul666 wrote...
Hello there everyone!
for God sake, ive been all time with you reading pages, even in older thread (315 congrats!)
but of course what, i forgot to register game and i sat silent.. what an idiot.
now i can join you Mirimaniacs and help gain world domiantion ;D
Gooood she is awesome NPC, one of the greatest definitely. When i saw trailers i thought she is gonna be a 'sweet cheeleader' but when seeing her in game i totally changed my mind. shes a kick ass! I love her as much as Morri. And that voice
And Yvonne. Man, since ive heard her surname i was sure she must have slovakian roots but i didnt know it was better than this! She was born in the capital of my coutry! YEEEY i am so proud!
Iwona Strachowska. Niah niah. ;D its a pity she is formally australian now, Poland lost a beatiful and talented actress. Idiots.
Shes totally gorgeous, i wish i could look like her (yes, i am a girl. is anyone here, too? because it would suck to be only one who adore her in 'female way').
Tis not a strange thing if i started to watch Chuck? xD
Ah so when i properly presented myself, we can start to do something about developing this thread.
People, lets move damnit! We will never catch up with Tali's if you will stay silent!
Go get them Miri-tigers ;D
ps. sorry for English. its not my native language.
ps2. czy jest tu ktoś z Polski?
Hi, Annjul666, and welcome to the thread.
There are quite a few girls on the thread, though I'm not one of them.
Don't worry about your English. Just keep participating in the thread, even if only occasionaly like me.
The more Mirimaniacs, the better.
PS: Sorry, I don't know Polish.
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:38
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@ Sleepy Buddha
According to Google he said: is there anyone with the Polish
According to Google he said: is there anyone with the Polish
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Posté 23 février 2010 - 07:41
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Not nearly as much as transferring to fanfiction.net, I say. They insisted on removing everything between the "!!!", no idea why.Rathias0114 wrote...
@Ieldra - Isn't transferring text to the forums a pain?
Glad that you like my little piece. I don't know if I'll be able to continue, but it's not for lack of ideas. In fact, as I wrote it down I did it with the sense of it being a prologue for the next conflict, in which certain humans' acquiring the ability to mind-meld - in Shepard, another double-edged Cerberus legacy - would play a significant part.
