Paladin Complex
mass-effect-headcanons:


After watching over the Milky Way for several thousand years, Reaper Goddess Shepard grows tired of the galaxy’s monotony.  Disillusioned with living, she decides to find a new galaxy and see if she can create some life of her own.

(source: anon)

I like this.  A lot. I don’t know why, I just do.  Maybe it’s because the story continues in its own way.  It brings to mind the end of the Calvin and Hobbes comic.  Basically, Shepard goes “Let’s go on another adventure.”

mass-effect-headcanons:

After watching over the Milky Way for several thousand years, Reaper Goddess Shepard grows tired of the galaxy’s monotony.  Disillusioned with living, she decides to find a new galaxy and see if she can create some life of her own.

(source: anon)

I like this.  A lot. I don’t know why, I just do.  Maybe it’s because the story continues in its own way.  It brings to mind the end of the Calvin and Hobbes comic.  Basically, Shepard goes “Let’s go on another adventure.”

deepchrome:

txidal-waves:

punkrockmermaid:

“I raped that test in math cla–” No.

“I raped that game earli–” Stop.

“The other team totally raped us tod–” Shut the fuck up.

Do you see what you’re doing?

YOU ARE MAKING RAPE SOUND LIKE A POSITIVE ACTION.

YOU ARE EQUATING SEXUAL VIOLENCE WITH ACHIEVEMENTS.

STOP.

i’ve been waiting so long for this post 

Besides which it just sounds lame anyway.

I like action words that sound more bam-tastic anyways.

Like “I completely pulverized that test today.”

“The other team beat us into next Tuesday today.”

Doesn’t that just sound better, from a phonetic as well as visual standpoint? It sounds more like what actually happened in terms of ownage, and getting the better off something.

We need to start a list of all words that could be of much more appropriate use in its place.   I mean, the English language has such a gargantuan amount of language at its disposal and that’s the best people can do?!  So, here we go;

Beaten

Defeated

Curb-Stomped

Lambasted

Cooked

Seared

Burnt

Pwned

Sold

Hosed

Burninated

Stomped

Trampled

Eviscerated

Gouged

Crushed

Smothered

Chomped

Chewed Up

Got Shat On

Wasted

Disposed

Dunked

Kicked Down

Bunked

Ok, that’s all I can think of at the moment, what about you people?

You know, Caboose, I used to not care. I just went along with orders and hoped that everything would work out for me. But after all that’s happened, you know what I’ve learned? It’s not about hating the guy on the other side because someone told you to. I mean, you should hate someone because they’re an asshole or a pervert or a snob or they’re lazy or arrogant or an idiot or a know-it-all. Those are reasons to dislike somebody. You don’t hate a person because someone told you to. You have to learn to despise people on a personal level. Not because they’re red or because they’re blue, but because you know them. And you see them every single day. And you can’t stand them because they’re a complete and total fucking douchebag.

- Leonard L. Church (via johnnytopside-subjectdelta)

Yeah.  New Season coming in June.  Ah yeah.  Once I’m done with my Mass Effect story, I’m back to the D Team stories.  Get ready, Kuri!

voxeljello:

harlequinpants:

pyonko answered: Tron uprising stuff (YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO)

beck is programmed to be that suave.

omg

This amuses me.  Greatly. 

spicyshimmy:

spectreconfessions:

“I think Conrad Verner is a contract agent for the Council, a ‘secret shopper’ they use to evaluate and assess Spectre operatives in low-risk but aggravating civilian scenarios. It’s why he’s always getting into trouble around Shepard, and why he knew about the Crucible project. I’m on to you, Conrad.”

THE REAL LIFE OF CONRAD VERNER
Shepard never expected to wake up again. Never expected to see the stars. The pain was to be expected, because pain was as fundamental to life as oxygen and blood, at least these days. And breathing was akin to feeling bone-tired. If you were alive, you were exhausted. Being exhausted was being alive. 
But Shepard did. Shepard woke up again. Shepard’s eyes were sticky but working and sunlight slanted through, beautiful, blinding. The same stuff that hurt you made you whole. 
It was going to be Garrus. Pulling aside a broken stanchion, smiling because he thought Shepard would be too delirious with blood loss to see the expression. 
It was going to be Liara, who always believed. Who saw the worst history had to offer but managed, somehow, to trust the best the future might one day be.
It was going to be Kaidan. His hair would finally be a mess and his eyes would be wild and he’d be mad as hell about being left behind again, but there’d be gratitude first, and it’d be incredible.
It was going to be James. Big baby James. More than he even knew he was James. The whole reason why Shepard fought so hard to begin with James. ‘You look like hell,’ he’d say. 
It was going to be Tali. She’d gasp inside her mask and the sound would work like an electric pulse straight to the heart, waking Shepard up again. ‘I shouldn’t be surprised,’ she’d say.
It was going to be Miranda. Because Miranda was always there to save Shepard. It was their way of showing affection, despite being more than half bad at it any other time of day. 
It was going to be Grunt. Big baby Grunt. Raised you myself Grunt. Holding two giant slabs of concrete, one in each hand, shouting ‘Shepard!’ until Shepard’s ears bled. 
‘Shepard!’ Conrad Verner said. 
He was wearing N7 armor. N7 armor that fit him. N7 armor that belonged to him, sun haloing his hair. The grin on his face was real, but it wasn’t goofy. 
‘No autographs right now, Conrad,’ Shepard said. 
It was Conrad Verner. Picking Shepard up, carrying Shepard home. Knowing Shepard better than anybody else. Showing Shepard his orders after Shepard woke up, tubes and electrodes and medi-gel everywhere. 
‘You passed every test I gave you, you know,’ Conrad said. ‘Even at my worst. The best humanity had to offer. You saved my life—and you gave me hope. So I just figured that was a kindness I really ought to repay.’

spicyshimmy:

spectreconfessions:

I think Conrad Verner is a contract agent for the Council, a ‘secret shopper’ they use to evaluate and assess Spectre operatives in low-risk but aggravating civilian scenarios. It’s why he’s always getting into trouble around Shepard, and why he knew about the Crucible project. I’m on to you, Conrad.”

THE REAL LIFE OF CONRAD VERNER

Shepard never expected to wake up again. Never expected to see the stars. The pain was to be expected, because pain was as fundamental to life as oxygen and blood, at least these days. And breathing was akin to feeling bone-tired. If you were alive, you were exhausted. Being exhausted was being alive.

But Shepard did. Shepard woke up again. Shepard’s eyes were sticky but working and sunlight slanted through, beautiful, blinding. The same stuff that hurt you made you whole.

It was going to be Garrus. Pulling aside a broken stanchion, smiling because he thought Shepard would be too delirious with blood loss to see the expression.

It was going to be Liara, who always believed. Who saw the worst history had to offer but managed, somehow, to trust the best the future might one day be.

It was going to be Kaidan. His hair would finally be a mess and his eyes would be wild and he’d be mad as hell about being left behind again, but there’d be gratitude first, and it’d be incredible.

It was going to be James. Big baby James. More than he even knew he was James. The whole reason why Shepard fought so hard to begin with James. ‘You look like hell,’ he’d say.

It was going to be Tali. She’d gasp inside her mask and the sound would work like an electric pulse straight to the heart, waking Shepard up again. ‘I shouldn’t be surprised,’ she’d say.

It was going to be Miranda. Because Miranda was always there to save Shepard. It was their way of showing affection, despite being more than half bad at it any other time of day.

It was going to be Grunt. Big baby Grunt. Raised you myself Grunt. Holding two giant slabs of concrete, one in each hand, shouting ‘Shepard!’ until Shepard’s ears bled.

‘Shepard!’ Conrad Verner said.

He was wearing N7 armor. N7 armor that fit him. N7 armor that belonged to him, sun haloing his hair. The grin on his face was real, but it wasn’t goofy.

‘No autographs right now, Conrad,’ Shepard said.

It was Conrad Verner. Picking Shepard up, carrying Shepard home. Knowing Shepard better than anybody else. Showing Shepard his orders after Shepard woke up, tubes and electrodes and medi-gel everywhere.

‘You passed every test I gave you, you know,’ Conrad said. ‘Even at my worst. The best humanity had to offer. You saved my life—and you gave me hope. So I just figured that was a kindness I really ought to repay.’

what if my writing is bad, aka fuck that bullshit

fuckyourwritinghabits:

Okay, so you want to write things. Many things. Beautiful things! Things that seem so awesome in your head! But you have just one tiny, itty-bitty problem:

Everything you write is total, complete shit. It’s so shit you want to print it out just so you can set it on fire so nobody else will ever see it. Maybe someone told you your writing was shit. Maybe you have a bad writing habit or something that plagues you constantly (mine is typos. Horrible, horrible typos). Maybe your idea is so awesome that you’re afraid you’ll ruin it. Well, I have a awesome, wonderful news just for you. One of those secrets that people forget to share. Here it goes:

Writing crap is good for you.

You don’t believe me. Crap is crap! Writing isn’t worth it if all you’re going to write is crap, right? Wrong. Fucking wrong. Fuck that shit so hard. Fuck it until it burns. Writing crap is good for you. Crap is the fertilizer in which your ideas grow. Your shitty first draft will become a beautiful flower, even if it takes many washings to get the stink off. What is crap now can be remade into not crap later, even if that later is much, much later.

Or maybe your crap isn’t worth rewriting. Maybe it’s just best to bury it quietly, with a fond farewell or a bottle of whiskey. You know what? It still did you good to write it. Crap today will improve your writing in the future. It will! You’ll learn where your strengths are. You’ll improve your weaknesses. You’ll reuse ideas you buried, or retweak them in ways you like.

Don’t be afraid to write crap. Don’t feel bad if you think you are writing crap. Everyone writes crap. Your favorite book had a shitty first draft. Your favorite authors had bad writing days. The journalist you admire had her stories rejected. The blogger you follow left his shitty posts on the drawing board.

Everyone writes crap. Don’t let it stop you from writing at all.

Yes… just… yes.

Now, come on, Daisuke, show me that this game is worth my money!

If you blog Mass Effect, reblog this so I can follow your wonderful ass.

holidayrush:

300 hundred of you blog Mass Effect? Why aren’t we all friends?

Fanfiction!  Get yer average Fanfiction here!

In Answer to Nhaneh’s questions….

nhaneh:

Here’s something I’ve been thinking about and kind of want to do.

I want to pester ask anyone interested in answering to tell me the following:

  • What is your personal spiritual/religious conviction, if any?
  • What does your spiritual/religious conviction, or lack of thereof, mean to you, personally?
  • How does your spiritual/religious conviction, or lack of thereof, affect your view of daily life, the people you encounter and interact with and the way you view the world and Universe around you?

Of course, I recognise that these are not only rather difficult questions to answer but also ones that have a long and proud tradition of causing no small amount of conflict (as they touch upon matters that can often lie at the very heart of our view of the Universe around us), so I think it’d probably be something best done through asks and private answers than through public replies.

I am genuinely curious what sort of answers I might get; we are after all speaking of a very widespread phenomenon that comes in a wide array of incarnations. And as someone whose mind can sometimes seemingly take on some rather salarian tendencies, I want to know what makes it tick.

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anoia:

tf2shitfest:

ibooti-mioda:

catbountry:

protowilson:

writingcyan:

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Who is the most popular TF2 character?

Off the top of my head I would think Medic is the most popular. His personality is very dynamic, ranging from canon Meet the Medic’s cheerful ‘hahaha isn’t surgery just fun?’ attitude over fanon traumatised/cuddly!Medic to the guro mad doctor, which makes him pairable with most other characters—Heavy/Medic is arguably the most popular pairing in the fandom, Medic/Scout is a guro stable, but recently Medic has been appearing more consistently in other pairings as well; Medic/Sniper, Medic/Engineer, and Medic/Soldier seem to be on the fast-track to popularity, and he has also been paired with fem!Pyro and Miss Pauling on occasion.

However, I decided to look into the actual statistics where available and easy to collect—the exact counts are listed under the Read More link at the bottom of the page.

(Please note that numbers and percentages add up to more than 100% because art/stories may have more than one focus character, e.g. a Heavy/Medic story is counted once each for both Heavy and Medic. Disclaimer: This is a rough estimate with significant reporting and research biases, do not use for actual science and/or gloating.)

It seems my initial gut feeling about Medic’s popularity was wrong (which is why modern science is based on empirical evidence—get your vaccines, kids!). Even so, I’m not surprised; the results no doubt reflect the age demographic of each website: FF.net and DA are frequented by the youngest fans who tend to prefer Scout (and the perverts on Paheal fem!Scout) whereas TF2chan and AO3 are frequented by a much smaller and slightly older population group which favours the Sniper/Spy and Heavy/Medic pairings. If I had ventured into TF2chan.net/fanfic or backtracked more than a year on /afanfic I assume I would have found enough Heavy/Medic stories to shift their weighted average upwards. Feel free to grind the numbers yourselves.

What I find most disheartening, though, are the numbers for Demoman. I wonder if anything can be done to make him more appealing to the fandom?

First, thanks for going into such detail with your response… I wasn’t expecting that, and admittedly, it wouldn’t have occurred to me that such stats were actually available.

I’m sorry I can’t put this under a cut, but it doesn’t seem available as an option and I’m crap with html, so if someone can let me know if what I’ve done hasn’t worked and how I can fix it that’d be great

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This makes me mad and also kind of sick.

See why Scout is my least favorite, you guys?

Do you understand this now?

Demoman you poor gorgeous alcoholic babby.

demo’s a wonderful character he deserve more love

This is why I reblog every piece of Demo I find. Precious babe needs more love.

scout being most popular

ugh

Can I have some of that bile?  Ugh.  

Poor Soldier.  While he doesn’t have as it as bad as Demoman, admittedly, it looks like he’s not that much further ahead on average.