Trope Trasher 7

The Song fic. May whatever God you worship be a merciful one, may they in there divine wisdom strike you blind just so you can avoid having to read this, I am horrified that I even considered writing this.

The thrumming howl rang from the Reapers as they descended, chilling the planets inhabitants to the bone.

This is your time to pay.
This is your judgment day.
We made a sacrifice.
And now we get to take your life.

We shoot without a gun.
We'll take on anyone.
It's really nothing new.
It's just a thing we like to do.

Screams of death and destruction, sirens and explosions, gunfire and terror, the only thing that could rise above the knell of the Reapers.

You better get ready to die.
(Get ready to die).
You better get ready to kill.
(Get ready to kill).

You better get ready to run.
'Cause here we come.
You better get ready to die.
(Die)

Prayers of mercy, calls for help, begging for a quick end.

Your know life is over now.
Your life is running out.
When your time is at an end.
Then it's time to kill again.

We cut without a knife.
We live in black and white.
You're just a parasite.
Now close your eyes and say good-night.

You better get ready to die.
(Get ready to die).
You better get ready to kill.
(Get ready to kill).

No sound at all, dead silence, nothing left.

You better get ready to run.
'Cause here we come.
You better get ready to die.
(Die)

You better get ready to die.
(Get ready to die, get ready to die, get ready to die)
You better get ready to die.
(Get ready to die, get ready to die, get ready to die)
You better get ready to die.
(Get ready to die, get ready to die)

It's been a long time coming.
Now you better get running.
And you better get ready to die.

[Harbinger.] The voice of a Reaper rang out through deep space. [Humans have excellent taste in music.]

[Your point, Reckoning.] The first Reaper replied to his minion.

[I propose that this be our theme song from now on.] The Reaper known as Reckoning replied. [And we form a band.]

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[…Agreed… as long as I can play the Drums.]

Song Fic's. I would like nothing more than to find whoever came up with these and shoot them… repeatedly… in the head.

These things have no redeeming features what so ever. No substance, no plot, nothing except a fanboy/girl showing off their taste in music.

If you want to show people you're fond of a song go to Youtube and write a comment and like the song. Don't post the lyrics here with a few lines of crap in the middle. This is fan fiction. Period.

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Still taking requests.

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I had a few reviews/pm's I'd just like to address quickly. Troll's, fucks off, would you kindly?

The Asari thing was a JOKE, you know? A shot at lemon fics involving transsexual characters. Really? You find Tranny offensive? Stick to E ratings.

Long Range Lasers? Lasers are focused beams of light to the point that they can burn through/cut a target,90%+ of a Lasers intensity is lost in Millimeters let alone Light Years, or humanity which has been using lasers for almost 10 years now, would already have laser weapons. Secondly, look at the Mass Effect Codex entry titled Ablative Armour. Lastly, I was referring to the Reapers out numbering everybody else, not the Turians.

Initially the Tali thing was meant as a reference to an Oedipus complex and Pedophilia both of which seem abundant in incest lemons, but that could have been misinterpreted. Also I couldn't find Tali's age anywhere. So far I've been told she's anywhere between 21-25 if anyone can provide proof of her actual age I'll reevaluate my squick metre, until then, underage she is.