HORRIBLE MEMES ALL DAY ERRYDAY

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SINGULARITY KINK MEME 1.0

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[has-a-hardline.livejournal.com]

/FEELS BAD FOREVER

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

I know.












I know.

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

[cmdr-renegade.livejournal.com]

/loves super cereal fills and now feels less awkward about writing one

SO SAD.

Clearly we need a therapist (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=APwfZYO1di4) on Sing, if only for O'Brien.

[sniperbitch.livejournal.com]

LMFAO yes. that guy giving a lecture about how to date women and forget your dead not!girlfriend

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

aaah this was fantastic. POOR O'BRIEN.

[(Anonymous)]

All of Sing.

Bottle of Goldschlager.

"What If"

Someone loses their panties (or briefs)

[im-sorry-dave.livejournal.com]

/could do better

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

Like...Virgil?

[cupcake-dress.livejournal.com]

/popcorn.gif

[whistlesatengineers]

Traumatized ODST-bros forever!

[whistlesatengineers]

As long as he doesn't have to clean the latrine, he can handle that.

... Also sexier answer probably deserves its own prompt.

[(Anonymous)]

< a href="http://community.livejournal.com/singularityderp/3433.html?thread=265321#t265321">Rookie serves Tucker.

The sexy answer.

[has-a-hardline.livejournal.com]

AND IF HE DOES?

... Yeah it probably does.

[im-sorry-dave.livejournal.com]

Low blow.

Low low blow.

[1, 2, HAL is coming for you]

[whistlesatengineers]

... Well he'd still do it, but he would have a sad. SILENT SUFFERING.

Since we are here, after all.

[hows-the-knee.livejournal.com]

[Oh Sarah is ready.

BRING IT, BITCH.]

[(Anonymous)]

Troll orgy. Complete with buckets. Don't care how or why. MAKE IT HAPPEN GUYS.

and yes it is completely okay to age them up because oh my god thirteen year olds

Our icons look like they are awkwardly avoiding eye contact

[has-a-hardline.livejournal.com]

That is the best kind of suffering.

Yeah I mean, might as well. [cough]

Theirs is an awkward and avoidant love?

[whistlesatengineers]

It's the only kind of suffering he knows!

Perfect timing, right? >_>

They'll never last this way. Tsk tsk.

[has-a-hardline.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Perfect. <<

/assists the HTML

[whistlesatengineers]

Rookie serves Tucker.

(2 parts) anon apologizes for the lack of kink

[(Anonymous)]

"Fear is an organic response. We understand cohabitation with us is not desired."

He overhears Commander Shepard talking to it, a few days after they replaced the kitchen table and repaired the shotgun holes in the wall. They're in that one room he never took the time to explore before. No way is he ever going in there now. That's where it usually stays, when they're not accidentally bumping into each other in the halls or made to cooperate when trouble on the station arises.

It's been ages since Veetor wound up in Sacrosanct. He wants to go home. This base? This isn't home. It can't ever feel like home, not with that... that geth under the same roof.

He can't believe Tali was able to deal with it. Then again, she always was stronger than him, so it shouldn't come as a surprise.

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It listens in on an unsecured conversation over the network. Creator-Veetor'Nara is speaking to an acquaintance. Female. Human. Approximately the same age, perhaps younger. First they recollect the previous day's findings in Residential Zone 02. Then they arrange plans for next week. She asks why quarians don't eat the same food as humans, and he gives a basic explanation as to why.

Creator-Veetor'Nara offers to help her find a desirable eating facility next time they meet, even though he would be unable to enjoy it.

It records the public conversation and adds it to the growing database.

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He can't stand looking at it. He just... can't. Part of him gets reminded of the day he first learned of its presence and the damage caused when he reacted. Part of him remembers those history files on the Geth War he was forced to read while growing up. Sometimes he pictures droves of synthetics dragging away people he cares about, and it's on days like those he wishes Doctor Shiya were here to help him.

Veetor avoids contact with it so much, he fails to notice the slight changes its in body language the rare moments they're within the same physical space. Sometimes Legion's faceplates raise in a particular manner when Veetor turns away. Only when he turns away. When he leaves. Thane remembers one such incident clearly and brings it up with the commander after training.

It's always quiet around him, too, never saying a word unless Veetor speaks first.

Unless someone else in the base nudges him into it — whether it's Virgil being nosy or Garrus making a wry joke — Veetor never speaks first.

[(Anonymous)]

Creator-Veetor'Nara becomes flustered when an inquiry is made regarding personal relationships. His speech falters. He lowers his voice. It activates its network device and opens the appropriate channel to compensate and continue recording.

The young human is curious, and creator-Veetor'Nara answers her questions to the best of his abilities. How quarians are able to show affection when confined to their enviro-suits. The risks involved in direct physical contact. The frequency of interspecies relationships. If creator-Veetor'Nara has ever shown affection to anyone. If he would ever show affection for



It has gathered sufficient data from this conversation. No more is required.

          "...Veetor?"

          "..."

          "Veetor, is everything okay?"

          "Huh? Oh. I'm sorry. I thought I heard something."

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Veetor blurts some sort of morning greeting as he picks up a new pouch of nutrient paste, and Shepard can almost swear Legion does the faceplate thing again, from the other side of the room when kid leaves. It's too early in the morning to make sure, and she couldn't set the coffee mug down in time to do so.

"Legion. You're just gonna let this drag on?"

Whether it did the faceplate thing or not, it's not doing anything anymore. "This residence has been conflict-free for 10 minutes, 6 hours, 87 days. Cohabitation has been manageable thus far."

"Manageable, sure, but it hasn't gotten any better." Shepard leans back in her chair, tipping it the slightest bit. "You were at least able to exchange a few words with Tali, back on the Normandy. Don't you want the same thing here?"

"We will be here when creator-Veetor'Nara is comfortable with quarian-geth interaction." Its flashlight head rotates a few degrees. Dims. It's slight and short-lived, but Shepard knows she caught it this time. "Until then, we will wait."

They'll run out of icons. Poor armor monkeys.

[whistlesatengineers]

... Bow chika maybe?