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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by A Stormy Dio:
3/20/2017 11:26:42 AM
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[i]"Side Quests...or basically, tell the floating jellyfish what rewards you want."
(Dojoville....Noon)[/i]
The Alliance symbol waved prominently on a small flag. A datapad laid in rest on a small table in the front of a small apartment. Two Alliance guards blocked the entrance to said apartment, and a few N7 Infiltrators patrolled the roofs.
Where the front door to the apartment was, the table containing a datapad, was Riley and Silsia, who both looked somewhat bored.
"Hey Kaidan, when's the Canadian breakfast gonna be ready?" Riley had asked, giving a smile behind her helmet.
"It'll be ready in an hour; long as you don't try and whip anything within the planet's range." Kaidan had yelled out from the apartment, the crisp smell of pancakes and Canadian bacon moving across the area.
"Why do we have to do this again?" Silsia asked.
"'Cause we need more of the Dojo to know that they can trust the Alliance." Riley replied, the two waiting for anyone.
[spoiler]Open! Five side quests are now avalible.[/spoiler]
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"Last time I checked, that Alpha was blamed for murdering one of the Dojo's people; a friend of Royal." She had said, not within earshot of anyone.
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[i]"And she massacred thousands of innocents on the NTR Hermes when it fell." [/i]
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"Right, the 'Hermes Incident' was what our people called that. Thought that incident was caused by some deranged yahg." She responds.
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[i]"Yahg?"[/i]
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"Similar to human barbarians...except they can rip entire bodies in half...with their bare hands." She said, pulling up an [url=http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/masseffect/images/3/34/ME3_Yahg.png/revision/latest?cb=20120322212821]image of said yahg[/url].
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[i]"So like space trolls?"[/i]
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"Pretty much. Usually have them locked in STG with the salarians. Couple of them roam around some merc fields. That's about all the yahg there are outside their home planet. Now... this may be the last time you can ask me this before the hanar try to destroy Illium; any general questions?" She asks.
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[i]"What kind of firepower do they pack? Armour? Standard gear? Gods own anti-son-of-a-bitch machine?" [/i]
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Hanar mostly use the same weapons as the rest of us do; thermal-clipped weapons, standard armor. Thought any giant mech earlier is armed with massive thanix cannons; could counter a damn dreadnought with it." She had said.
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[i]"And what's standard for you? Because I took a -blam!-ing fifty cal pistol like two weeks ago." [/i]
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"Those were Krogan. These are lighter weaposn; they use plasma rounds instead of calibers." Liara explained, throwing JT a simple pistol, known as the [url=http://vignette1.wikia.nocookie.net/masseffect/images/c/c8/ME3_Predator_Heavy_Pistol.png/revision/latest?cb=20120317185446]M-3 Predator Pistol[/url].
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[i]"Christ whatever happened to Smith, Wesson and Winchester?" [/i]
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"Let's just say evolution of weaponry replaced them with Elanus, and all these other fancy shops and stores across the galaxy. That pistol I just passed you is the most common one of them." She had said.
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[i]"Christ I thought Cedyetica was bad... Alright, what's this baby do?"[/i]
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"12 shots of high energy shots. We have shields and barriers to counter them, but they also have turrets that fire that same ammunition straight toward our heads...and rockets could still kill us, as with grenades." Liara had explained, walking over to pick up her own weapon, [url=http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/masseffect/images/b/b9/ME3_Acolyte_Pistol.png/revision/latest?cb=20120714073045]the Acolyte[/url], which seemingly looked asari in design and origin.
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[i]"This baby melt or pierce?"[/i]
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"Pierce. Armor-piercing ammo? Say goodbye to a limb every single shot that you fire." Liara had said, a smile on her face. "What else do you want me to explain?" [spoiler]Up to you; if there's no ore questions, then we Timeskip.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I got none. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Got it. Just...one more event before you kill some jellyfish.[/spoiler] [i](The night before the attack, 11:00 pm)[/i] Liara and Shila were both overlooking the city, as their armies prepared to face the terrorist threat head-on. Anti-air cannons had been set up on the higher floors of the spaceport, as well as snipers and additional troops. The two women looked toward JT. "We're ready for tomorrow morning, when it happens." The Shadow Broker had said, inspecting her Acolyte pistol. "Master, she told us that the Alliance will be arriving within three hours after the initial invasion with a full fleet; are we ready for this?" Shila had said, cleaning off her sword.
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[i]JT was sitting on an old rocking chair of wood on the roof of the building they were staying in as he watched the endless activity of the city buzzing below. He held a cigar between his left thumb and index finger, having just blown out a ring of smoke. "We're ready."[/i]
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"Right...check your weapons. If we survive this...I might just visit this 'Dojo' that is talked about so much around the Galaxy." Liara had said. "Also...got some help before the hanar managed to lose comms with us." Liara had said, as about 25 Krogan or so appeared through a doorway. They had recognized JT, and ran up to him. "JT!" They yelled out. [spoiler]BTW, these were the same Krogan you rescued from Tuchanka.[/spoiler]
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[i]"Welcome to the party boys - You men ready?"[/i]
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"YEAH!!!" They all screamed. One could be heard saying, "When I get back home, I'm gonna find myself down ryncol and drink every last drip of it!" "Well...the Krogan seem to be excited." The Asari had said, somehow sliding next to JT while he was distracted with the Krogan.
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[i]"Yeah, they're a rambunctious crowd. Slap these guys onto the front lines and god damn will I feel bad for the sorry shits they're against." [/i]
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"Considering you went against a bunch of them, I'm not surprised. Them and Geth Primes are similar to the tanks within our societies. You could consider that Alliance Sentinels, or Cerberus Atlas mechs are like that, but them? They're made naturally that way." Liara had said, passing him some sort of new gun.
