I am such a Bioware whore
It’s so wonderful.
Reblog if you struggle with depression, or an...
Writing! Your Majesty's final frontier!
Never really been an avid writer before I cannon balled into the Mass Effect fandom. This paragraph takes place post ME3, assuming Commander Shepard lives and the Reapers are gone too. Shepard is forced into community service for shooting up near half the galaxy. All speculation, but I really liked this little quip of text. “Paying my debt to society.” she dragged monotonously, as...
This pattern — women can dress like men, but men don’t dress like women —...– via Sociological Images (via aminamithri)
Look, you remember to zip up your jump suit on the way back from the bathroom,...– Joker: Mass Effect
Legion is secretly the cutest character →
I mean seriously. The woob factor of him and Tali slowly becoming best friends would be the greatest. It’d probably woobie my brains out. http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/TheWoobie Look at that face. How can you not love that face?!
Shouldn’t have left that thing unlocked. Besides, parades are boring. I...– Jack: Mass Effect 2
This is an Indiana Jones Inspired Engagement Ring,... →
Redditor Homerliwag is a brave man. It’s one thing to face snakes, bugs, spiked pits, rats, and Nazis. It’s quite another to offer your girlfriend a ring box with nothing but a tiny bag of sand inside, and tell her Indiana Jones must have gotten there first. Bold moves. Now before you get your torches out, it was because he couldn’t find the right ring in time, and for his...
I really hope online relationships have not come... →
That pot-bellied son of a whore Teagan said I’d pass out before drinking...– Oghren: Dragon Age Origins
The suburban adventures of an anthropomorphic... →
Well, that’s what I would call it anyway. Chell would be little (anywhere from age 5-8), living with her parents Cave and Caroline Johnson. GLaDOS would be a single mom raising her little daughter Turret. Living next door to the Johnson’s, she can’t help but feel jealous of their seemingly perfect life. That jealousy quickly manifests itself as thinly veiled malice whenever...
I have no idea what I’m doing with this tumblr thing. I’m totally grasping at straws here. Is this supposed to be a journal or what? Is there some kind of rubric I can download? No? I could just gush about games and post little tidbits of fan fiction I write up… Meh, I guess I can. It’s not like I don’t do it anyway.
Eat it Bethesda. →
“Skyrim’s Success Hasn’t Changed Plans for the Next Dragon Age”