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singularityderp2010-12-21 11:19 pm
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IT'S TWO TICKETS TO THAT THING YOU LOVE!
1. Comment in the post listing your characters.
2. Other will reply with the name of one of your characters
3. You list three things that are your headcanon for that character.
Alternatively, someone can ask you a specific question about the headcanon you have for a certain character. This gives you the option to answer questions pertaining to certain subjects, or think about a question you hadn't considered/answered with your headcanon yet.
There's no limit to the topics or the amount of times someone can ask about a character. It can be huge things like how their life was before their canon, or something smaller like their first time making sweet sweet... um, baked goods for the family. As long as you think it's something that is accurate to your character but it isn't in their canon.
((Basic idea taken from
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DAMMIT LIVEJOURNAL. WHY DID YOU EAT MY POST?
So, FUNNY STORY, both of these things occurred on the same day, at the very same party.
It was right as good ol' Captain Anderson was given command of the Normandy SR1 (ol'Explody). The Alliance Brass threw a fancy party at the Luna training facility, to commemorate the event, and recruits and officers were tripping over themselves to be there. Thankfully, there were no turians present or this would have likely developed into an incident.
The most ladylike thing Shepard has ever done, to date: Shepard arrived unarmed, in a fancy evening gown (just like everyone else, dammit), and clinked a little tiny silver dessert spoon against a champagne flute to get everyone's attention before demurely delivering a polite and reasonably volumed speech on Anderson's achievements. She also didn't throw back the whole drink at once when they applauded (just sipped the damn thing), and was damn proud of herself for it.
Then there was dancing and some other fancy party crap.
The least ladylike thing she's ever done to date occurred a little later on in the evening. A caveat: with constant, free alcohol flowing to a room full of war-scarred veterans and flush-faced recruits, someone really should have seen this coming lightyears away.
As it was, Shepard had actually started to enjoy this particular soiree. The fancy alcohol was alright, the food was decent, and she was beginning to really embrace the completely impractical slinkiness of her dress for the evening. But, just as she reached this state of universal equilibrium, some flatfooted dumbfuck infantryman stepped on the train of her slinky evening wear and the 'provocative slit' up the front of it joined the 'plunging neckline' and her gown suddenly became a very loose coat.
Rather than dismiss herself with grace and dignity (because no story about drunken marines should ever conclude in such a banal fashion), Shepard took the asshole by the collar and promptly tore his fancy party clothes down the middle. She then proceeded to elbow him in the face, thus ruining her long opera gloves by getting blood on them.
The infantryman, who had been attempting to apologize but who had been rendered incapable of finding words with enough swiftness or contrition due to the copious amounts of alcohol in his system, was suddenly livid. He clutched his nose and called her a name usually for batarian child rapists, and the brief altercation bloomed into a full blown, all out, mostly naked, drunken-space-marine-barfight.
A good deal of smashed glass, a few sympathetic brawls, and a chair biotically hurled through a bulkhead later, and this is why Shepard is never invited to any fancy political functions in Mass Effect 1 or 2. Ultimately, Lieutenant Alenko had to break it up (with his brain), and despite himself, Anderson was very amused.
(Also, AS I WAS SAYING WHEN LJ CRASHED THE FIRST TIME: my browser wants to autocorrect batarians (http://i970.photobucket.com/albums/ae186/hikuswing/batarians.jpg) to bavarians (http://i970.photobucket.com/albums/ae186/hikuswing/BavarianStrollers.jpg). No, computer, they are not the same thing. No matter how often you crash, it will not be true.)
BECAUSE IT IS JEALOUS OF YOUR STORYTELLING ABILITIES