You can eat a cucumber slice. You can think about poetry, or Silent Hill. You can be in love.

I think that's it.

I love doing What Pride Had Wrought with Solas because he starts gossiping about the Evanuris and it's the most suss he's ever been.

He successfully maintained his cover as a nondescript scholarly wanderer for most of the Inquisition but needs to break character completely to tell everyone that Falon'Din was a vain idiot.

emptying and reloading a gun with practiced efficiency so you think i'm an expert marksman but you later find out that's just how i stim

turning the safety catch on and off like i'm clicking a pen until everyone gets really mad at the noise but no one says anything because i have a gun and they don't

Well you should’ve named yourself something else then

nobody lures you into the fog anymore

hey, don't cry. 40,000 in small bills in the bag, alright? quickly

The pain is more incredibly annoying than unbearable

I can bear it but come on

concept: the citadel dlc except instead of a Shepard clone it’s just Conrad Verner pretending to be Shepard and making a mess while the Normandy crew watches on in horror (and possibly awe)

In honor of

~✨Pi Day✨~

help yourself to a slice of yummy pi pie on your way out!

For those of you who live in the parts of the world where dates are written Day/Month, Pi Approximation Day is 22/7.

(And fuck yeah, Pi is so awesome we should celebrate it twice!)

WHAT

God I love how ME2 is filled with people who were MANUFACTURED. MADE. DEVELOPED LIKE MACHINES. Shepards a multi-billion credit product. Miranda was genetically engineered to be perfect. Jack was an experiment. You have to let Grunt out of his test tube. what a fun team to go up against evil machines; against Geth and against the Reapers. How apt. How terrifying. So many implications.