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Thread: Mass Effect Discussion

I actually didn't mind the ending, although I have the feeling I'm one of the very few who didn't hate it with a passion. It was lackluster definitely, but I didn't dislike it. The Extended Ending fleshed it out a little bit more, and I do prefer the ending with it though. I've been rather partial to playing as an adept, actually. One of my two characters, Evelyn Shepard, is an aggressive, obviously renegade adept who enjoys the idea of knocking the Reapers down a few pegs. Probably my favourite character I've played as, maybe just a little below my renegade sentinel that I played when I first got Mass Effect 2. The idea of an incredibly aggressive person in a support role makes me chuckle.
Thread: Mass Effect Discussion

Okay Everyone I have I got a News update for you, As I'm sure some of you have already heard the news on December 5th or 2012. Bioware is currently in the midst of making a new Mass Effect 3 DLC. As of yet, I have not unearthed any big revealing details about the DLC other than the following. Firstly to quote Bioware they have said that It's all hands on deck for this one. Pretty much every ME3 DLC Writer is here in Edmonton is involved. Which would include both Patrick Weekes and John Dombrow. Now in terms of the DLC's music, the original Mass Effect Composer Sam Hulick is back after an absence from both the Leviathan DLC and Omega DLC. And people such as Joker, Ashley WilliamsKaiden AlenkoWhich everyone is alive in your playthrough will be making an appearance in this DLC as well. Now I have been hearing Rumors that the DLC will be taking place on the Citadel, maybe having something to do with the influx of refugees or perhaps Joker's Sister Only mentioned will be involved in this. Others are saying that they may bring Shepard back or they might have a tear jerking funeral scene for Shepard. Now keep in mind, I'm not sure if some of this will even happen but one things for sure....Bioware's got one last card to play.
Thread: Mass Effect Discussion

Javik will always be my favorite character. He was just so powerful in his presentation. His quotes were memorable, And you could feel the anguish from him. I'd be willing to say he had more character than half the me3 cast. Stand in the ashes of a trillion dead souls and ask THEM if honor matters. The silence is your answer
Thread: Mass Effect Discussion

Yeah, Javik was definitely a great addition. I think he should have been included with the game for free. I think he was at his best on Thessia, when he just completely shreded Liara. Now I don't dislike Liara or anything, but their conversations were just too damn priceless. Actually, Javik's insight was great on just about any mission. It actually made me wish I did not have him, so I would be tempted to use some of the other characters instead. I'm a creature of habit, so I really don't like to deviate from the same path when I play games. I started a second game, but found I was just making the same team decisions regardless. It would have been nice if Bioware included something during the second play-through so you can see who would have special dialog during any particular mission. Like an icon or something. I know that would take away from the replayability, but it would just help me personally. There's nothing like bringing along a character, and they are absolutely silent the entire time, or don't have any unique dialog.
Thread: Mass Effect Discussion

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Thread: Sister Maids

It was a cool Tuesday evening in the rather busy city, and two young women huddled close together, fighting to stay warm in the blustery winds. It wasn't freezing cold yet, but it was Fall, and it was cold enough to kill if someone where to stay out all night without the proper attire. No one paid attention to the frigidly cold Sisters, who where sitting on a bench, huddled tightly under a ratty blanket and tried not to shiver themselves to death. They watched the people rushing past them, they had stopped begging for a spare coin or a dollar, no one paid any attention to them anyway. No one cared, and both sisters fully expected to die out there, in the park, in the cold. It was all an accident really. Their parents died suddenly, the bank had taken everything, leaving the two sisters out in the cold. Maria? the younger asked, looking up at her older sister. Both of them looked almost identical, with long, soft blond hair that curled lightly at the ends, with eyes varying shades of blue. The Elder, Maria's where such a dark blue, they almost looked black, the younger sisters where so light blue, they looked almost like ice. yeah Annie? Maria asked softly, looking down at her sister as she wrapped the blanket a little more firmly around her little sister. ...can't we find a place that's not so windy? Annie asked softly as she snuggled more tightly into her sister, who shook her had. the police will chase us off of anywhere else... they leave us alone here.... why can't we just go to a shelter? ...they'll take you away and put you in an orphanage Annie... I can't let them take you away... your the only thing I have left... not to mention the horror stories about some of the more brutal orphanages. The last thing Maria wanted was for Annie to be beaten for crying. Annie was always crying now, in fact she had started crying now. Maria held Annie as the girl cried into her side an she sighed as she looked around at all the people again. Not even a crying girl moved those bastards hearts, no one even looked at them, they just moved by a little faster, determined to ignore the two, rather attractive females on the bench, slowly freezing to death.
Thread: Sister Maids

Ray Densmore was having the most excellent of days. First, his matronly secretary had baked him a batch of cookies and a Tupperware full of her famous lasagna. It was a crime, as she always informed him, that he had neither wife nor mother to make him a hot meal once in a while. He was a man crossing to the dark side of thirty, ran a multi-national shipping company, and owned a private jet. This didn't make a lick of difference to her. As long as she kept the cookies and lasagna coming, kept his messages and files in order, fielded angry clients like a champ, he didn't mind. Then, on his break, the Yanuichi Freight rep had called back. It seemed negotiations for expansion in Japan would begin next week. At lunch, the dolt behind the counter at Starbucks had spilled his coffee. The manager, apologizing profusely to his very rich customer, had given him a new coffee, a pumpkin scone, and a parfait, free of charge. When he'd finally closed up for the day, stocks were up 8. He was a tall, lanky man topping out at six feet. He was a man who punished his body into shape and took great care to groom himself. His ear-length hair waved over his shoulders, giving him a perpetual just-rolled-out-of-bed look that had women swooning at his feet. He looked good, and he knew it. Savoring the good day, he decided to walk back to his high rise. It wasn't that far, and the evening was cold and brisk. It would start snowing soon, he thought with a grin. Snow meant Mrs. Hadley, god bless her, would substitute his morning cup of joe for a steaming mug of her family recipe hot chocolate, with a mountain of whip cream and marshmallows. He'd have to start looking for the perfect gift, he thought. It may just be fall now, but the perfect gift took time to procure. Chuckling to himself, he nearly missed the sounds of crying. As it were, he'd walked past the bench and had to do a double-take. The two angels huddled under their rag of a blanket were stunning. At first, he thought they might have been twins, and he automatically hardened at the thought. Battling back his deviant thoughts, he backtracked, and now realized there were slight differences in the two. He placed a hand on the shoulder of the one not crying and crouched down to their level. Excuse me, is everything alright? His voice has soft and had a somewhat Hispanic accent. Is she hurt?
Thread: Sister Maids

the two girls where huddled so close together, it was hard to see how truly beautiful they where. had they not been so filthy, and the one not so underage, they might have gotten jobs modeling, or working in strip clubs. but as it was, Annie was only sixteen, barely. her birthday had been last month. Maria could easily have gotten a job anywhere with just her looks alone, but she was loath to leave Annie alone for any period of time. they where tall little angels, with long, gorgeously long legs. they where a little thin, too thin from being on the streets, but it would be all too easy to build their muscles back up. and they where in good shape, despite having found themselves on the street, they still had their firm muscles from running track and playing tennis. they liked track and tennis, but there was no reason to do it now, not when they where starving slowly to death, and might not make it through the night. they where almost the same height, and had almost perfect curves to them, large perky breasts, wide hips, slim bellies... yes, they where gorgeous. Maria jumped as a hand settled on her shoulder and she clutched Annie tighter to her, staring, wide eyed at the... rather hansom man who had discovered them. oh... no she's not hurt... she's just cold and tired and hungry... we both are. Maria admitted softly, both of them staring at him with those wide blue eyes. excuse me sir... could we have a few coins? Annie asked pleadingly. just enough for some bred? please... i'm so hungry... she pleaded like the master she was, anyone was a master at begging when they hadn't eaten in three days. at least they had plenty of clean water, the water fountains in the park where always running, though drinking with an empty belly made the hunger pains all the sharper. neither girl seamed to realize how very beautiful they where as they stared at him hopefully. just a few dollars, that was all they needed to buy some bread. a person could live off of bread alone, it wasn't pleasant, but they could do it if it meant not losing each other. neither girl seamed to realize that they could sell their bodies for money either, but that was probobly a good thing, it meant their where no diseases tainting their young pretty bodies. the question Maria had to ask herself now was... was this guy a cop? would he try to take Annie from her? was he a pervert? Annie being the Virgin she was, was already traumatized enough without getting raped or something... or was he just a nice man, looking for his good deed of the day? either way, Maria was warily watching Ray, very intently watching actually, to make sure he didn't do anything that would lead her sister to being harmed.
Thread: Sister Maids

Ray's heart clenched at the simple explanation, and again at the girl's pathetic pleading. He smiled kindly at her, taking note how intently the dark-eyed girl was watching him. Chuckling lightly, he patted the young woman's shoulder and stood to divest himself of his long, winter-weight overcoat. Instantly the freeze slapped at him, but he ignored it as he threw the coat around the shoulders of the crying girl. There, now let's see if we can do a little better than a few coins? So saying, he sat back on the bench next to the crying girl this time, and popped open his briefcase. The Tupperware was cold now, but the lasagna would still fill the hole in their bellies. He even managed to find a spork, left over from some lunch or another. Here. One of my employees made this. She's an excellent chef. He set the lasagna in her lap, then pulled out his wallet. I need the container back though. Bring it to this address. Ask for Mr. Densmore. He handed the girl who wasn't crying, the one with the violently dark blue eyes, his business card. Then, he pulled out a hundred dollars in twenty dollar bills. He folded them up and handed those as well to the non-crying girl. Get a hotel or something for tonight. It's supposed to drop to single digits tonight. He smiled kindly at her again. You girls stay warm and enjoy the lasagna. Don't forget, bring the Tupperware to my office tomorrow. Keep the jacket. He laughed and stood, tucking his free hand into his pocket while the other swung his briefcase. I have another. See you tomorrow. With that, he disappeared into the crowd.
Thread: Sister Maids

they both stared at him, shocked as they watched him pull off the jacket, and Maria took the time to tuck the edges of the jacket in so that every inch of Annie was covered, more motherly, than sisterly as she went back to studying Ray intently, shock in her eyes, and thankful he had offered them a little more warmth. Maria took the Lasagna and handed it to Annie along with the fork, ordering to eat it quickly before it got cold before accepting the money, her lip quivering with un-shed tears as she stared at him. thank you... sir... thank you. she whispered breathlessly, watching him melt into the crowd before turning to Annie, taking only a few bites of the Lasagna for herself as she gathered her sister up and headed to the nearest hotel where they shared a bed because the single bedroom was cheaper. they had enough money left over to buy some food, which Maria controlled, getting the cheapest can's of vegetables, fruit, and some Ravioli's. in the morning, they gathered up their stuff, the cans of food still in the plastic bag, the large Jacket wrapped firmly around Annie's shoulders, the blanket, which offered little warmth around Maria's, and they headed out a bare minute before they had to pay the overstay charge. they moved through the City and stared up at the building, empty Tupperware clutched in Annie's trembling hands as she looked over at Maria. are you sure it's safe? ... i don't know. Maria admitted. but we have to give the Tupperware back.... and she had to hope... he might have a job opening... Maria had graduated, she could be a secretary, didn't have to be all that smart to answer phones and keep appointments. and Annie was old enough to get hired, barley... she could clean the floors and stuff... they weren't particularly good jobs, but they would be able to stay in a motel at least. so, they headed inside, looked at the Door Guard and told him they had been told to ask for a Mister Desnmore, and up to his office they went, sitting in the waiting room, the nice, warm waiting room, staring at the Secretary with their wide blue eyes, the Tupperware clutched in trembling fingers. they where nervous, sitting in a big place like that... they felt like they where in school at the principles office.
Thread: Sister Maids

Mr. Densmore appeared nearly a full twenty minutes after the girls had been seated. He was laughing and speaking rapid German with a pair of suited men as they moved through the lobby, shaking hands, gesturing, and apparently making jokes at Densmore's expense. He finally managed to herd the pair through the elevator doors, then turned with an exasperated sigh to his elderly secretary. My god, they wear you out. Hardly got a word in edgewise! But we've got the Berlin contract Mrs. Hadley! He said, triumph in his voice and expression. The old woman clapped smartly and smiled at her employer. Excellent job, as usual Mr. Densmore. Ray, these lovely ladies are here to meet you. The man spun and, spotting the girls, broke into a wide, friendly smile. Girls! He turned to his secretary. They're the ones I told you about, Mrs. H. The old woman's expression turned somewhat pitying as she took another look at the sisters. Oh, you poor lambs. You go in with Mr. Densmore now and talk to him, and I'll make us all a mug of cocoa. You're a blessing, Mrs. H. Come girls, come. I have a business proposition for you. Jobs with high pay and excellent benefits. He pulled them off the couch and wrapped an arm around each girl, steering then into his office. How was the lasagna?
Thread: Sister Maids

the two girls blinked as Ray came out of the office, staring at him, Maria clutching the Tupperware even tighter, nervous about all the suits... these where powerful people, and rich... if one of them decided to do anything... but she liked Ray, he had been kind to them, and she had good feelings about him, and she had to hope that he might be the answer to their prayers. Annie blushed as she realized that Ray had been talking about them, and tucked her face into his jacket to hide, Maria looked vaguely amused as she was called a Lamb... what was good about being a lamb? she didn't know, but it was an old saying, it it was rather comforting. her mother had used to call them 'bouncing Lambs' because they where always running about. cocoa? Annie asked hopefully, looking eager as she stopped hiding in her... his, jacket and blinked at Mrs. H with a hopeful expression before letting the man take her into his office, both girls seaming to appreciate the warm physical contact as they looked delighted at the promise of a good job. the lasagna was wonderful! Annie chirped, feeling much more at ease than her sister, the joy of teenagers. they where so resilient. yes, it was very good. and so was sleeping in a warm bed. thank you. Maria murmured, studying him. you really have jobs for us?... Annie and i can do almost any cleaning job. and i'm very good with organization... Maria assured him, hope in her eyes as she stared at him, Annie leaning forward, eager to be told they could start working right away, cleaning the floors maybe, washing windows, something... anything!
Thread: Sister Maids

Ray smiled. You're welcome sweetie. He moved around the desk to his own chair and folded his hands on top, watching the older girl as she asked about the job. He nodded and leaned back in his chair. You might say I have a job for you. Of sorts. See girls, I travel extensively. He paused there because Mrs. H came bustling in with a tray of steaming mugs. Here we go dearies. Secret recipe. She handed each girl a saucer with a mug of cocoa and a fresh sugar cookie, then set the third on Ray's desk. You be nice to these ladies, young man, or I'll hear about. She teased as she left the room. Ray chuckled. As I was saying, I travel a lot, so I need to hire someone to take care of my home while I'm away on work. My last maid... He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. She was an excellent worker, but she wanted to move upstate to be with her family. So now I have no one to water my plants and maintain my aquarium while I'm out, and I have to go to Japan soon to negotiate a deal. He smiled at them. Of course, you'll be given rooms and 2,500 a week, on top of a food allowance for the times I'm abroad. While I'm home, as long as you stay on my monthly budget and don't buy crap I hate, you won't have to pay for food. You'll be expected to keep the flat organized and spotless, keep my plants and fish alive, run errands like shopping and dry cleaning, and take messages. Can you do that?
Thread: Sister Maids

they listened eagerly as he explained the situation, Annie latching onto her cup of hot Cocoa like the starving, freezing cold girl she was, but at least she sipped it slowly. Maria was handling the hot cup with care, enjoying the warmth it braught to ber chilled to the bone hands and savored the cookie as he spoke. so... you want us to be maids? well, that was certainly a lot better than she had anticipated. she could be a maid no prblem! japan!? Annie asked, amazed that he was going so far away, she gave her sister a strange look as Maria reacted to the amount of money they would be getting. she couldn't help it, she choked on her mouth full of hot Coco, and started to cough hard as Annie pounded her on the back. Annie had never held a job, had never needed money so she didn't fully understand what that kind of money really was, but Maria clearly did. t...Two.. y... y..you have GOT to be joking!? Maria demanded, stunned. what do... do you own d..dangerous animals or s..something? she demanded, coughing hard. she was going to be getting paid more than managers at restaurants did! even more than both her parents combined had! she hesitated, clearly expecting a scam, or a trick, some sort of thing that would make the jobs little less appealing... but with money like that... they could afford things like doctor visits... dental, even birth control. they could save up, Annie could go back to school... they could pay off the loan sharks... ...yes. yes we can do that! Maria finally agreed, nodding. me and Annie can clean anything! Annie nodded. yes! yes we can! she agreed, beaming happily as she pouted at the bottom of her hot cocoa, Maria grinning as she let her sister have the rest of hers. hell, with that kind of pay... they could afford anything now. when do we start?
Thread: Sister Maids

Ray laughed at their exclamations and eagerness. He sipped his cocoa and scooped some of the whip cream into his mouth. Well, I do have a couple sharks, but they're only about a foot long each. The reason your pay is going to be so steep is because I expect you to essentially run my household. He smiled and nodded. Excellent. I was hoping you would agree. It's hard to find good domestic help. I expect you both to work hard and prove to me that I'm not wasting my time and money on you. You'll start tonight. Now, in fact. I'm done for the day, so I'll take you back and show you around. You go on out and give Mrs. H her container and mugs back while I shut down. He shooed them out of his office and did just that. With everything locked down, he entered the lobby and gestured for the girls to follow him. Down on the street, he waited with them at the entrance until a sleek black limo pulled up. Once again he wrapped an arm around each of their shoulders and ushered them into the back seat. The ride was short but comfortable, and he spent most of his time speaking in Japanese somewhat less fluently than he had the German into his phone. When they arrived at his apartment, a towering black building in the heart of the city, he grinned and stepped out. I just realized I haven't even asked your names yet. Start with that, and tell me about yourselves while we walk.