Shepard:
Shepard exited the council meeting ready to punch anything and anyone that came near her. The bastards never even listened to her. It was like they said, "Hey, she is human. Don't listen to her."
And then Udina had to be the galaxy's greatest prick- and the biggest idiot, since he seemed oblivious to the way she wanted to ram a fist into his head.There have to be at least fifty ways to skin that goddamn snake.
Then, there was Anderson, who at the mention of Saren had his balls drop off. Why does everyone have to be incompetent but me? Hell, even Bourne knew who that bastard was. And if a guy like that could see it had to be him...
This is the first time I've regretted one of my actions since... No, I can't think of that. It's behind me. I am a soldier now.
She needed a place to start... but where? Suddenly, she remembered the Turian, Garrus. He was on the case of proving Saren's guilt. From the sound of the argument that he was having with his senior officer, he had a promising lead.
"Lieutenant, find the whereabouts of Garrus Vakarian."
Kaidan pulled up his omni-tool and contacted C-sec. "Hello, I'm looking for an officer. Goes by the name of Garrus... I don't know any last name... No, he's a Turian... Okay, thank you. Looks like he has yet to check in at the academy, ma'am. But, gps has him in the Wards around the clinic."
"Then why are you still standing there?" She walked past him the rapid transit terminal nearby. "Come on, maybe we can catch him before he gets away."
Shepard keyed the terminal and found the Wards section. The closest place she could get to the clinic was the Flux. Shrugging, she settled for it and set the route.
All three of them got into the sky car and it took off into the Citadel's fake sky.
Bourne
"Wait... you seriously just went up to him, and straight up said you had created him?"
Ty rubbed the back of his head and finished taking a swig of beer. "Yeah, wasn't really thinking at the time and Wrex was going to kill me."
I had been about to call him an idiot, but had to admit that if the scarred battlemaster had me at gun point, I probably wouldn't be all that composed either. I looked down at the drink in my hands, and decided to blame my understanding on that.
Whatever he'd done to it was working- I could definitely feel the alcohol's effects, even if it wasn't as strong as a normal beer would have been pre- Raptor.
"So, how fast did they try to throw you in the nuthouse for that one?"
"Directly after Liara Stasised me and Wrex bitch slapped me across the room. But I got out after tazing Garrus during an interrogation session."
I chuckled at the image. Then it occurred to my drunken brain what he'd just said. "So, you came in late to the party?" Then it occurred to my drunken brain what I'd said, and I pushed my drink away from me a bit.
He smiled leaning back in his seat, "I guess you could say I was just fashionably late."
"Yeah, trust me, you didn't miss much. That beacon wasn't exactly...fun. Half the reason I decided not to try getting myself caught in it a second time. And as for Therum...if by no small miracle we manage to end up on the Normandy and on that mission, I call dibs on killing that fucker."
"I know", he pointed at his head. "I know everything you do thanks to Iron."
My hand clenched down on my drink, and a crack appeared along the side of the glass. I held my tongue though- the only things I could say were insults and curses to him for almost letting him out, or cursing the bastard himself. The former wouldn't do a lot to help us, and the latter wouldn't do anything but make me feel better.
And like I'd said before, I'd run out of the energy to think up any decent threats. "So if he's more powerful than last time, how did you manage to escape? Only reason I managed to fight him off was Hero... And I realize you already know that, but to be fair I'm at least buzzed, and it helps me think."
He looked over at the bar for a moment, and a look of recognition came to his face. "Uh, I got lucky and exploited his one fear."
"What, My Little Pony? Friday? Discovering that he secretly likes Justin Bieber?"
He was almost completely distracted by the person at the bar. "Losing to you. Well, losing in general. Since he died, he lost and I made sure he relived that moment so much that he would rather go to sleep than stay awake."
I frowned, both because I was buzzed, and because I was trying to make a point to tone down the mystery man thing- not like there was anything he didn't know about me by this point anyway. "Are you sure? Because knowing him, it seems like that'd just piss him off more than anything- and he'd rather face you than the horrors his own mind can dream up. Also, if you get us thrown out because you're ogling some chick a little too closely... well, I guess we could go to Flux, but it wouldn't be the same."
He shook his head. "It wasn't that I gave him a choice of facing me or his own demented thoughts. I made him feel the pain of the singularities over and over again. So much that the pain itself made him more compliant to my commands. Now, I think the person I am looking at is my best friend. And he's walking this way."
I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. He didn't exactly stand out in a crowd- but then again, neither did Ty. From what I understood so far, they were just regular guys who'd been sucked in, whereas I'd been basically turned into a killing machine. My fist tightened further on my drink at the thought, this time shattering it.
"Wow, I hope you're willing to pay for that",said a voice from behind me.
I whipped my head around, berating myself for not having heard him approach, and did a quick assessment of the guy. He was tall, with long brown hair and glasses and had on a nice suit- the latter made me want to punch him, just out of habit.
"He's the one paying." I said with a shrug, face back to its usual blank mask.
The guy nodded his head and grabbed a seat next to Ty, "So, you are the one paying for this poor bastard?"
Ty smacked him in the shoulder, "Hey, he's cool."
"He's also a biotic who could take you out at least 20 ways. And with this stuff in my system... let's just say my self control is at an all time low."
The guy patted me on the shoulder and let out a chuckle. "Oh, yeah, well it probably is best not to patronize the DM of this playthrough."
I looked at him for a moment, and then just sighed. "I'm going to need a lot more alcohol to deal with this-"
Ty put his hand up to cut me off, "Excuse me, what do you mean DM?"
"Dungeon Master, that's right. The AI of this game didn't want to reveal itself to you so I am like it's intermediate. I get to make what he says happen."
"He? Didn't you say Chakwas was the AI last time?" I asked.
The guy- who I assumed was Danny- looked at me and nodded, "I see you are all caught up with our story."
I cut him off. "Yeah, not quite. We only got to the part where Ty tazed Garrus."
"Well, this AI isn't like Chakwas. Each game has a different one and it can be anyone it wants. Garrus, Udina, or even Anderson, no one is out of the AI's grasp. Anyway, this one is more about the continuity of both your stories and tried to make them similar."
"...Well, if that includes putting Iron back in my head, then he can go right to hell."
Danny pointed at me and Ty, "Look, this isn't either of your faults. Some stuff has been happening in the universe. Stories are being rewritten, changed and rebooted. You guys ended up here because some universes crossed and you just happened to be at the center. Get it?"
"Give me about 10 more drinks and I might start to." I said, leaning back in my chair, and looking at the ceiling.
"Okay", Danny put his hands up, "I give up on explaining it. Just know that you two got put here because some things are going haywire. Now, the AI is to ensure you survive but his programming won't let you get through this easy. Knowing that a User and super biotic are walking through made him go nuts in the first place."
Super Biotic. Real flattering...unless- I moved my head back so I can look at him. "Exactly how much did he tell you about me?" And is it a sign of insanity that I'm so quick to believe all this?
Danny shrugged, "Oh, I read both your stories. So everything. Now, I am here to warn you that Iron is a little more powerful than last time because the AI had to stabilize him or risk Bourne dying right off the bat from his amp exploding."
I was somewhat proud of myself that despite the alcohol, I didn't even flinch. "But hold on a sec...In my version of events, it wasn't like the Matrix world you guys were in- it was like an alternate reality based on Mass Effect- and I was warping it into shape left and right."
Danny face-palmed and waved to the waitress for three more drinks, "Look, like I said before, the AI wants to keep the continuity of both your universes there. Without lessening the power of the other. Like Ty losing his armor two minutes into the fight. It was because of your reality warping."
I let that sink in. "So... what you're saying is that the universe just keeps screwing us both over?"
Danny took his drink from the waitress and then handed the other two to Ty and I. "No, he is trying to get this right but it is hard to try and contain two very different universes together. So he decided that it will probably be a constant battle of odds. Sometimes, your power will be greater and closer to home. Sometimes Ty's power will be greater and more digitized. It's just a difficult task weighing the odds."
"So in other words, pretty much what I just said." I looked at my drink before just saying screw it and chugging it.
"Just not on purpose", Ty stated finally after a long silence.
"Woo hoo, that makes me feel a lot better already." I said, slurring my words in an exaggerated manner.
Danny toasted to me and then downed his in a quick gulp, faster than anyone I'd ever seen. "Look, this guy is the reason you are getting a second chance and Ty might be saved from his data corruption."
"Second chance? What went wrong the first time? I mean besides looking like something out of a horror movie and paralyzing the guy who saved my life? Or are you talking about the part where I stabbed Tali in the gut? Or- Okay, yeah, you guys already know that shit, but I'm trying to make a point."
Danny looked over at Ty, "God, he really is a light weight isn't he? Look, you took a rocket in your last mission. Right now you are in a coma and this decides if you wake up or die."
"Yeah, great, no pressure or anything." I muttered. Then I stopped and repeated over my own words in my head. "Ty, do me a favor and make some stupid joke really quick- though the fact that I'm saying that already sort of supports my guess." I looked at my glass, and my eyes glowed while I kept my body still. It slowly rose into the air, glowing blue. "As does that." I said, grabbing it from the air. I'd used my biotics without using hand motions before, but it took a lot more concentration than a drunken man could muster.
Instead of meeting my request. Ty had his head down and looked like he was just punished for saving the world. "Not now Bourne, I think I need to take a walk."
Danny patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, we did this once, right? Not like we can't do it again."
Ty picked up a bottle and threw it against the nearby wall, "How the hell am I supposed to deal with this? I am being punished for being the good guy."
"Hello pot, my name is kettle." I said, tossing a knife from hand to hand, trying to test my coordination. Because if I didn't know better, I would have thought I hadn't had any alcohol in my system in weeks. Maybe he screwed up with that stuff.
Ty looked at me angrily, "You never tried to be the good guy. What was it you said to Raptor? Oh yeah, 'I'm not a hero like you are.'"
"Doesn't mean I wasn't at least an antihero or something. My point being, quit whining. We both saved the entire bloody galaxy, and we both got screwed over for doing it."
Ty looked off to the side and then looked back. I saw something in his eyes; they held a fire like he was more driven now than ever. "You're right. We both did get screwed over and that really sucks. But you know what, I am tired of an AI telling me what to do."
Danny put a hand on his shoulder, "Don't speak too loud. If he hears you then I can't save you from what he might do."
Ty brushed his hand off, "No, I am sick and tired of being told I can't do something. This time, I am going to go through this game my way. And if some damn AI or Universal God wants to tell me otherwise, I will fuck him up. I'm a mother fucking User. Here to be feared by those that were created. I am the Deadra, I am the demigod, I am the User! Bourne, I say we blow this joint and go pick up Tali. If the AI wants to test me then that's the place to do it at. I fucking dare him!"
I looked at Danny and sighed. "He just royally fucked us over, didn't he? I mean, I've heard of jinxing yourself, but goddamn. That doesn't take the cake, it steals it from a high security vault and leaves a note saying go fuck yourself... huh, maybe I'm not quite as sober as I thought I was."
Danny smiled and shrugged. "Don't know, the AI only talks to me through letters and notes. He could be a fairly lenient guy."
"Why do I not believe that?" I muttered.
Ty stood up on the table. "Listen up, I am going to manipulate until I control the heavens."
He was probably going to say more after that, but I cut him off by putting him in Stasis. "Will you just shut up already? The way you keep tempting fate, that Turian and two Salarians are going to end up being a Pretorian and pair of Scions...fuck, now you made me do it!"
"Hmhmhmhmhmminmoimno."
"I'm only going to let you out if you stop ranting and complaining."
"Okhey."
I smiled evilly. "And if you put a few hundred thousand credits to my account."
"You're just loving this, aren't you?" Danny observed.
"He's been getting on my nerves all day- and I've got a perfect memory, so I tend to hold a grudge about that sort of thing."
Ty let out another noise of protest, so I turned back to him. "Oh, and the other thing- when we do meet up with Shepard- you're going to morph that armor so it's the ugliest shade of yellow possible. No, a really ugly shade of Green. No, split down the middle, with a purple stripe there. No, wait, even better, the whole thing'll be plaid."
Danny sighed and reached over before I could stop him, and did that oh so irritating matrix thing on me, causing me to lose my biotics for a moment, and letting Ty free.
I glared at Danny. "Spoilsport."
Danny shrugged, "Not here so you can have a good time. I am here to make sure you survive."
"Then you should've let me blow off some steam so I don't go nuts."
Shepard:
"For the love of god, we better not have missed him or I am going to kill the rapid transit workers."
Shepard made it apparent that she was very pissed with how long it took to get from the Presidium to the Wards. She always hated rapid transit more than the Mako because the cars had to drive themselves instead of letting her drive- though nobody else she served with seemed to feel the same way, for some odd reason.
She stood up out of the car and waved off Kaidan's sad attempt to be chivalrous. She wasn't looking for someone to be close too and she sure as hell didn't want it to be her second in command. That was something she was sure of. Still, she absently wondered if she'd gotten any new messages on that dating site she'd signed up for.
She shook the thoughts from her head and took off at a slow jog to the clinic. Shepard passed several people who all began whispering as they saw her pass. She began to feel her blood boil at the thought of her meeting with the council being televised.
The whispering carried her a little faster and soon she was at the door to the clinic. She keyed the door and was met with three guys holding a woman hostage. The were looking around frantically and aimed right at her as soon as she entered the clinic.
"Just cause you called in for back up doesn't mean we are going to just turn ourselves in Vakarian", the man holding the woman yelled.
Shepard pulled her pistol up and expertly aimed at his head, "Put her down, jackass."
He held her even tighter and took aim at shepard, "Fuck yo-"
The man was cut off as a Turian dodged around the corner and put a bullet in his head. "Gotcha."
The woman took cover and the Turian threw a grenade at the remaining two men. They fumbled backward and tried to escape the blast radius. Still, their effort was in vain as the Turian triggered it with his omni-tool.
Shepard put her gun away but Kaidan kept his out. "Something wrong Lieutenant?"
"Ma'am, this guy just took an unclear shot and could have caused us all to lose our hearing."
Shepard forcefully pulled his arm down, making him lower his gun and walked over to the Turian. "You need to quit being such a boyscout. Hello again, Garrus."
Garrus holstered his pistol, "Commander, I didn't expect to see you. Especially after what you said in the Citadel Tower."
Shepard bit her lower lip when she thought of how she practically called him a piece of shit to his face. "Yes, well, that was before I actually got a look at your reports."
She hoped he would buy her lie. "Oh, I didn't expect you to actually do that. I thought you would have all the evidence you would need with your mission on Eden Prime."
"She didn't-" Shepard cut Alenko off with a furious glare.
"I didn't get to read all of it. But I'm here now to see if you have just one piece of evidence that could push it past a reasonable doubt."
Garrus pointed over to the woman hiding behind a stack of medical supplies. "I was just here to meet Doctor Michel. She contacted me saying she had some information for me."
The doctor stood up and slowly nodded, "Yes, Garrus told me that he was looking for information on Saren and a Quarian was just in here with a audio recording of Saren. She tried to trade it for medical aid. I put her in contact with Fist. He is an agent of the Shadow Broker, so he deals with this kind of information."
"Except he apparently decided he no longer liked breathing and switched employers. Now, he's working for Saren."
Shepard turned back around and barked orders to her team. "Okay, we need to get over to Chora's den quick. Lives depend on us."
She took a step forward but Garrus stopped her, "Commander, let me go with you. I can be a big help when it comes to taking Fist down."
Shepard nodded and continued walking, "Okay, you're in. Let's get moving."
It occurred to her as they headed to the club that Ty had said something about going there with Bourne. She admitted to herself that she hoped they wouldn't be caught in the crossfire- and that if they were there, she might reconsider their help. Bourne might not have been the brightest guy, but she was getting tired of Alenko being a whiner all the time, and he seemed to be a much more skilled biotic anyway.
And she'd meant what she said to Ty about him being somewhat funny. He was a nice guy, even if he was knew he'd be good for the element of surprise with the way he could mess with his armor.
She pulled up her Omni-tool and typed up a message.
Ty and Bourne,
If you get this, we are headed to Chora's Den and could use some help. I have a feeling that Fist might be locking the place down. Whatever you do, don't let them kick you out.
-Shepard.
Ty:
We had just exited Chora's Den and to take the short walk to the alley where Tali would be in trouble- though Bourne was walking a bit straighter than I could manage. It looked like we would have everything on our side and I wasn't going to let the AI get the better of me on this one.
"Still can't believe he just- I mean that's just a dick move, am I right?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know, just touching my arm and suddenly my biotics are gone and you're out of Stasis? I was getting back at you a bit, some harmless fun, and then he has to go and ruin it... seriously liver, can you just make your mind on whether or not I'm drunk?"
I began to laugh but had to stifle it before I began laughing uncontrollably, "It's because he's my best friend and we always had each others back."
"Yeah, well, you didn't even get to the part where he actually showed up." he shook his head. "How is it you got a buddy along, and I had to go solo?"
"God this would be a lot easier if I could just transfer my memories over to you. I got to go with Shepard on Noveria because I put Garrus out of commision. Long story short, I mind melded with Liara to get her to trust me. Then, I told Shepard about the rachni which got me in some deep shit and I ended up having to fight four batarians and a krogan. I would have been screwed if Danny didn't spawn right above the Batarian that was about to shoot me in the back."
"Sounds fun." He deadpanned.
I stopped and leaned on the railing of the walkway, "So then I got knocked out after the fight, and Tali tried to convince Shepard to leave me behind."
"Least we didn't have to fight Rachni. I mean, you still had that, and I had to go after Raptor and Iron, but I'm trying to be less of a pessimist."
My omni-tool beeped at the same time his did, and I opened the message, "Jason and Ty, dadadadada don't let them kick you out. Oh shit."
We both looked back at the same time and saw all the customers at the bar being rushed out in an unorganized manner. We had just got the message too late. I looked to Bourne to see if he had an idea.
"Well, the way I see it, we have three options. We wait here for Shepard to show up like a pair of bitches, we say screw it and go after Tali before taking Fist down..." He smiled and slid his shoulder knife from its sheathe. "Or we go back in and knock some heads in. Or, I guess I knock some heads in while you freeze them or incinerate them or go Master Chief on their asses or whatever it is you do."
I had the perfect armor for this occasion, "I got a better idea. Go open the door so I can get some momentum going. I will run from here."
"I assume you're not going to actually tell me what you're planning, and if I do you'll just say I need to trust you?"
I just asked him a question, "Ever played Shadow Complex?"
"Never heard of it."
"Then, there is no use explaining it", I answered.
He shrugged and moved over to the door, one hand hovering over the button, other hand holding a set of knives. "Then all I ask are two simple things. Promise me you're not too drunk to do this, and that you'll leave some for me."
I focused on the armor and it began to form around me. "Can't on number one but that means I can on number two."
The armor fully formed and I took off running. It took a second to kick in but the armor juiced my movements and I was running at the speed of sound. I could barely see anything and I couldn't keep my eyes straight. I began regretting it as I smashed into the door in what felt like three steps.
The door itself smashed in and I was disoriented majorly. The blow caused me to lean on my left foot for support and I began circling the center bar in the Den. The armor I was wearing had a impenetrable shield in the front that fended off bullets and people. So as I ran around I caught glimpses of Bourne grabbing people and throwing them in my path- or against the wall, but mostly in my path. As he did I ended up hitting them with enough force that they would shatter all their bones.
I ran for what felt like a solid ten minutes and felt my armor ping out. It switched back and I was left to stumble and slam into a wall. The pain was unbearable and I struggled to open my eyes.
I heard the sound of a shotgun blast, and then silence.
"Soooo...Did you mean to bust through the door like that?" Bourne asked as he walked over.
I struggled to my feet, "You are an ass. You know that?"
"You could've given me a countdown or something. I figured you'd be going in fast and guns blazing, not going supersonic." He glanced over at a merc that was crawling away and finished him off with a quick blast to the head.
I opened my omni-tool and used an application of medi-gel to dull the pain I was feeling. "Whatever, I'm just lucky I am drunk or this would be hurting way worse."
"...I guess that's a good point." He switched out his shotgun for his pistol. "So are you still in any shape to take on Fist, or do I get to have all the fun to myself?"
I hobbled over and took a seat, "I think we should wait for Shepard so we don't get banged up any worse because she missed the party."
"Well, you're the one who's banged up...but yeah, good point." He slid into the seat across from me. "One question though... who's taking the blame for the door?"
S7: Okay, I think we are safe. But I'm still afraid. Iron signed my cast with a seriously weird ink that looks like blood and on my foot so it is always facing me.
T117: I think that's just his way of saying thank you for inviting him over.
S7: I didn't. He came over and ate all my 'get well soon' cake. It was cheese cake for crying out loud! Can't you make him lactose intolerant or something?
T117: Just be glad he only ate it instead of putting rat poison in it or something. Apparently he thinks that makes it 'taste better'.
S7: Okay, still not happy about it.
T117: I'm just amazed nobody got killed...and a little disappointed in the case of Iron.
S7: Well, what are we gonna talk about for this author's note? I'm thinking we should give the audience an exact chapter for the fight.
T117:...What definition of fight are we using here? Cause if it's verbal, then it's pretty much every chapter.
S7: I was thinking physical. Oh, wait, I forgot to mention that I got you a Trebor signal. See, you shine it in the sky like the bat signal but instead of a bat it's an omega!
T117: You get a giant zero for yourself too?
S7: No, not for me. I had it shipped to your house.
T117: Uh huh. Note to self, buy sledgehammer to use with extreme prejudice. BTW, congrats on getting Users: Prime up.
S7: Yeah, got my first review in five minutes. Granted it's telling me to put an OC tag but still!
T117: Nice.
S7: Totally, I didn't punch through my computer screen and cut up my hand with joy.
T117: I imagine that would be rather hard to do with that many broken bones.
S7: Yeah… *cough*. Totally.
T117: So, should we actually tell them what chapter the fight between Ty and Bourne is, or should we just keep trolling them? My vote is for the latter.
S7: Na, the chapter is- (What did I tell you last time about spoilers?!)
T117:...Iron. You are going to pay to repair the door you just kicked down, or so help me, I am going to make you arachnophobic and make sure you end up in the same tank as the rachni queen- and a few hundred black widows, tarantulas, and maybe one or two daddy long legs, just for some variety.
S7: Or, we could just tie him down and make him watch My Little Pony. I think my roommates have the entire series.
T117:... You need new roommates then.
(Yeah, that's what I was going to say.)
T117: Note that I didn't say I don't think it was a good idea.
S7: Nah, they are pretty cool. Though, all they want to talk about is how terrible I am for stopping the Liara/Raptor love fest you have going.
T117:...Meh, I really don't care that much about them.
S7: Yeah, they are more of fans of lesbians than anyone I know.
('Asari aren't female, they're monogendered." Seriously, we need to get her over that in SaWoF.)
T117: What's all this 'we' stuff?
S7: You know what, I am almost tempted to go with samus420's idea of having John, Raptor and Cecelia meet so that both John and Cecelia can tell her that it's complete bullshit.
T117: Why? Bourne's already told her that more times than he could count with perfect memory.
(AKA, you have no idea how many times, and or can't look it up.)
T117: Yep.
S7: Well, you know what they say. Nothing is more believable then when you tell it to yourself.
(Huh. So if I'm like his author avatar-)
T117: Chapter 64: Iron vs Spiders.
(Never mind...wait, that must mean he's scared of-)
T117: Spiders? Please...Clowns, on the other hand, seriously creep me out.
S7: Well, I don't think that I am scared of anything that is real. Ty on the other hand is scared of-
^Okay, stop right there. I just came here to get Iron but I don't want you revealing my fears to a crowd of people.^
(Is it-)
T117: Iron, here is a phone. You are going to call and get someone to fix this damn door.
(...With what money? You idiots keep lowering my pay.)
T117:...Would you like a raise?
(Yes-)
T117: Well I'd like a door that isn't kicked in, but we don't always get what we want, now do we? Now get out before I re-reboot SiaWoF and make you a good guy!...Wow, I didn't know he could run that fast.
S7: Well, I think that that was it. Anything you want to say Ty?
^Yeah, you made me get stuck in a video game because of a User Agreement?!^
S7: What's wrong? It's a common thing that nobody reads.
^Yeah, well, I wish I could go back to not reading them. I am so scared I read the entire iTunes agreement every damn update.^
)I was going to say that at least you didn't get struck by lightning or lose your memory...but yeah, I think you might have the worse deal there.(
^Hey Bourne, new idea. Raptor and Liara having a threeway with Ashley. You're not invited.^
)...Should I be worried right now?(
^Nope, you just won't be able to stop thinking about it next time you see them. How's that perfect memory now?^
)Yeah, thanks Trebor. You get an excuse to be able to look crap up when you need to and have it be right, I get mental trauma.(
T117: Relax- these AN notes aren't canon as far as you go...Iron, on the other hand, is just nuts enough I could see him breaking the fourth wall.
S7: Well, I guess that's it folks. Say goodbye dumbass and Deadpool wannabe.
^Fuck you.^
)Meh, I'm cool with being compared to Deadpool. FYI- way better than Deathstroke.(
S7: Bourne, we can be friends. Trebor, you've just been replaced.
)...This is some weird like uncanny valley type crap here.(
^Just roll with the punches dude.^
)...He's gotten me stabbed, shot, kicked, sliced, warped, thrown into walls, put Iron in my head, and he made me look like a goddamn member of the cullen family!(
^Bourne, I was absorbed and… is that lipstick on your neck?^
)...Hey, what's that over there?!(
^Dude, seriously, I called dibs… wait, did you go crawling back to Ashley?^
)What do you mean crawling back? She was willing to stay with me even though someone made me look like I got in a fight with a lawnmower and lost!...that joke should totally be used by Ty at some point. Anyway, are you saying you think I'd hit Cecelia? Not going to happen.(
^Dude, just got a text from Cecelia. She said that she is getting drinks at O'Reilly's. Authors not invited.^
)Yeah, well since someonealso made it impossible for me to get drunk, I guess I'll come along to play darts or something.(
T117: Yeah, the fourth wall has just been shattered completely.
S7: Well, tell your friends, tell your dog and then tell your psychiatrist because we will be back on Monday.
T117: Sayonara.