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Deleted Scenes from Mass Effect P.6


 

Game: Mass Effect 3

Location: Presidium Plaza, The Citadel

Romance Paragon Male Shep

Characters: Male Shepard (Colonist/Sole Survivor), Ashley Williams, Mrs. Williams, Sarah Williams.

Mrs. Williams and Sarah approach Ashley and Shepard’s table.

Mrs. Williams- Ashley.

Ashley gets up and greets her mother with a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Ashley- Momma, this is commander Shepard. Shepard, this is my mother.

Shepard- A pleasure to meet you Mrs. Williams.

Mrs. Williams- Quite. No Ashley if you and your sister would excuse us for a moment, I have something to discuss with the commander.

Ashley- But mom we are in the middle of….

Mrs. Williams- Don’t but mom me, Ash.

Ashley takes her sister by the hand and leads her to a spot near the cafe’s counter. Mrs. Williams clears her throat.

Mrs. Williams- I understand that you and my daughter have become reacquainted. Is that correct?

Shepard- We are taking it slow, ma’am.

Mrs. Williams- As slow as you did the last time, commander, before you died and left my daughter bereft only to come back allied with a terrorist organization?

Shepard- I was listed M.I.A. ma’am and as far as Cerberus is concerned I ended my relationship with them the moment they betrayed humanity.

Mrs. Williams- Don’t B.S. commander. Scuttlebutt is the life blood of an marine’s spouse. My youngest just lost her husband. Mine lasted a bit longer, but the weight of duty on his shoulders took him from us. And now I find out my beloved Ashley is….

Shepard- Ma’am I worked with Cerberus to stop the Collectors. Back then thousands of lives were a stake. Now, trillions. Ash is one the best marines I have ever served with and she will make for a damn fine Specter. I know about loss too…

Mrs. Williams- Mindoir.

Shepard- Yes.

Mrs. Williams- Those three are all I have left and I swear by all mighty God, the universe won’t take them away from me without fight.

Shepard- They’ll have to through me first, ma’am.

Mrs. Williams nods an leaves. Sarah walks by the table.

Sarah Williams- Ash was right, you still have a great ass.

Ash facepalms in the background.

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Mass Effect/AEC- ANN News: Korhal Falls


 

ANN News Desk

From Alliance News HQ in Vancouver

November 22, 2197

Korhal Falls

By Iris Dunnigan

KORHAL, THEOCRACY OF LIBERTAS-  The city of Korhal fell to a coalition of resistance groups fighting the Theocracy after a grueling 87 hour long battle.  Under the cover of a torrential thunderstorm, teams of commandos took down several key positions throughout the city. The command structure of the Martyrs of Megiddo  (see: Civil War Engulfs Libertas) collapsed under the onslaught. Nevertheless it took nearly a week of fighting to secure the second largest city (pre-war population estimated at 1.09 million) on the planet. Estimates put the casualties at over 10 thousand. With the fall of Korhal, the way to the colonial capital now lays open.

Images from the aftermath prove charges by the coalition of the Martyrs use of child soldiers (some as young as 9) to bolster their numbers. Some fighters describe human wave attacks by said children on their positions.  Attempts to subdue them failed on multiple occasions. However, the coalition insisted that it instituted measures to rehabilitate those few taken captive.

While the Theocracy government denied any connection to the Martyrs of Megiddo, its representative accused the Systems Alliance Navy provided direct military support to the rebels in the form of arms, communications, armor, and that Alliance special forces participated in the fighting. In turn, the Navy denies any direct involvement in the battle, although eyewitnesses observed what appeared to be orbital strikes on pro-government forces positions near the city. Our resident warfare expert explained that under the weather conditions at the time it would be difficult to distinguish between a orbital strike and a surface based artillery strike.

In a related news, Parliament  served a subpoena to the Board of Directors of Tiburon Rojo, an Earth based PMC that sent forces to Libertas in support of the Theocracy. Attached to the subpoena was an offer immunity that covered any and all testimony related to the events in question.

 

 

 

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Space for Rent: The Cultural Significance of Cyberpunk


 

 

Cyberpunk + Philosophy, sign me up!

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Mass Effect/AEC: Chapter 13 (c.3): MagLev


 

Novgorod to Moscow Railway Line, Russian Federation,Earth, Sol System, Local Group,  October 3, 2197

“Matching speed and holding steady at 350 kph,” said lieutenant Andrews from the shuttle cockpit.

Utah nodded in response. The shuttle and the train carriage doors open simultaneously. I jumped the gap, followed by Pasha and Utah.  Utah scanned the interior of the car while Pasha and I secured the entrances.

An angry engineer burst into the compartment, “Who are you? What are you-”

I pointed by assault rifle at his face, then signaled him to sit down and stay quite. He complied without compliant.

“Commander Thompson-Ramos, we have a problem,” said Utah.

“What kind of problem?”

“I bypassed the device primary fuse to the train’s speedometer. However, there is a backup fuze tied to a primitive digital chronometer. Scans indicate that the device will activate the moment it is tampered with. Estimated fifteen minutes to detonation,” said Utah in his even robotic voice.

“Device, what device, what is going on here?” asked the engineer.

“Nuclear device. Big boom.”

“One hundred and fifty kiloton boom, Commander Thompson-Ramos,” quipped Utah.

The blood drained from the engineer’s face.

“We can’t toss it to side, now can we.”

Utah made a quick call on their omni-tool. The doors slid open again, flew beside the train. Utah took control of a cargo loader, transferred the box with the bomb to the shuttle, lept into the shuttle and then tossed lieutenant Andrews like a ragdoll back into the train.

“Utah?”

“Bypassing primary fuse software. Require shuttle to transport device to safe detonation altitude. Will transfer consciousness to Kursk’s central computer core. My apologies to Lieutenant Andrews for my rudeness,” he said.

“Bloody hell,” muttered Andrews.

The shuttle rocketed upwards. Five minutes later a bright explosion lit the morning sky. I prayed that the bomb’s emp effect didn’t interfere with Utah transfer to the Kurk’s systems.

“Utah, Utah, can you read me?”

“Transfer complete, Commander Thompson-Ramos. I apologize for my rudeness and the loss of Alliance property,” he said over the comm.

I let out a long breath, “Well it will probably come out of my salary.”

The engineer got up, “I never, I mean, was that, what happened?”

“Utah saved the day. Again.”

 

 

 

 

 

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Enter the Little Shit!


 

 

Tower of Ashal the Magnificent, 3rd High Moon of Harvest…..

I waited….and waited…and waited, because the old man would not get out of the damn room. “Take a shit on a pot ya old geezer”, I thought. Instead he arranged things, moved things, lifted things, dropped things, oh and dusted.

And dusted…

And dusted some more.

Don’t wizards have like spells for this shit?” I though to myself, as my nose tickled from the dust. I should have shanked the old man. But you know if ya shank a man, ya gotta hide the corpse. So I didn’t shank him. Then he made a beeline for the kitchen. I opened the broom closet door. It creaked louder than ma Ma when that paladin stabbed her in the cave.

Ears perked.

The sound of stir fry came from the kitchen.

Damn, I’m hungry.” I thought. The sooner I finished the job, the sooner I could get me some grub. So I climbed the spiral staircase to Ashal’s lab. Her door was ajar. I slipped in and saw my target with her back to me. Her red long hair spilled over the table that she gripped with her hands. Her arched back exposed her slender neck. Her moans….Her moans? Yes her moans. Which, yes, I should have asked myself why was she moaning. But I didn’t. Instead I jumped on the oak table, grabbed her by the hair and sliced her neck open.

Done and…well…not done, because a young apprentice spilled out from underneath Ashal’s voluminous robes. The mousy brunette, her lips wet, stared at me. I stared back. She screamed. I screamed back. She utter a furious incantation. I jumped down from the table. Out of a cloud of sulfur and brimstone stepped out a bullheaded man-thing with bat wings and a nasty bloodstained spear in hand. In front of the door. So out the window I went. Yes, out of a thirty foot drop into the not so deep pond of the tower’s back garden.

Yeah, it hurt.

Yeah, the brunette shouted some more things at me.

And yeah, fire rained down from the window.

And yeah, I ran like my life depended on it.

Told my master about it. He laughed, I laughed. His giant pet frog laughed. I hated that frog.

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Machine Language: Beeps and Boops of Outer Space


 

Again I did a thing. A silly thing, but a thing nonetheless.

Enjoy!

 

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You thought I forgotten about Xmas, eh?


\No I did not, but as always, I am busy with so many other things. But a quick reminder of the holidays:

 

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