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who-is-riley · 7 months
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Rift Station
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albrakia · 1 year
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legionofpotatoes · 2 years
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All Mass Effect location posters I've worked on with @swaps55 so far. A dream gig if there ever was one, and with more coming soon!
Since folks expressed interest, we decided to put these up for sale; available here as bordered giclée art prints, and here as flush posters and photographic prints.
Stay strong and clear ❤
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oonaluna-art · 2 years
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The Normandy gets this call every 15 minutes that the Mako needs to be airlifted again.
My friend who recommended KotOR to me also recommended Mass Effect. I’m currently playing through the first game for the first time! 
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the-69sin · 23 days
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She can have a little corporate espionage, as a treat. <3
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baggesa · 3 months
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Noveria
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messydiabolical · 23 days
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Noveria Mass Effect 3 Legendary Edition
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lyricsaboutcats · 1 year
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"That’s what happens when you don’t bring protection. Idiots."
"What do you mean, ‘protection?’"
During development of Mass Effect 1, Noveria’s Aleutsk Valley had several encounters and enemies that were eventually left on the cutting room floor. Here’s another one where I’ve spliced the leftover audio files together.
After defeating a group of hostile krogan in the valley, Shepard comments on how lethargic they seemed. Wrex explains that krogan feel the cold more intensely than other races, and has a final request to get out of the weather (which is an ambient comment not directly tied to the conversation).
Every squadmate has recorded lines for this encounter. It was probably intended to be a short cut-scene with dialogue options. 
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(Sources: ice25_trig05_chilly_krogan,snd_ice25_exterior, ice25_trig04_open_boathouse.upk, Mass Effect PS3 Edition. Spliced with Audacity, Image by Bioware for Xbox 360 promotional material)
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mizua · 8 months
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samanthess · 4 months
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Why do all Mass Effect NPCs look like that Matthew McConaughey smoking meme
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acciokaidanalenko · 1 year
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Noveria, and Nat's done with everything at this point 😅
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tealenko · 10 months
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Let me sum up Noveria
Everyone: Oh no, Matriarch Benezia is a super powerful biotic asari.
Matriach Benezia: *opens 3 doors*
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Me: Well... Job done... I guess?
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lurkerbot9000 · 1 month
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its very relaxing to watch the Noveria blizzard; the big rocks in a little pool really enhance the vibes
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swaps55 · 1 year
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You won't look so smug with a hole in your head.
Your insolence is a poor mask for your fear.
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shadoedseptmbr · 2 years
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She is going to have to go back to the ship sometime.
Back to the ship.
To those wet blue eyes of the asari she’d left draped over one of Chakwas’ med-cots. That ageless understanding and wholly familial grief that she's got no real grasp on.
To the Council who will manage to tell her she did the wrong thing while doing the right thing that they would never have ordered but is a spectre’s specialty.
To the weight of history. Of logic. In the heavy words of the krogan she respects far more than she ever expected to.
To that exhilarating, jump of the cliff breath of admiration in her Staff Lieutenant’s voice.
She’s going to go back to it all. Just...not yet.
Right now, she’s gonna drink this smooth glass of whiskey and scan the bar.
Maybe Lorik is still around. Or maybe it’ll be...
Well, hello.
She might hate the heels but Parasini does make ‘em look good. Aedan flicks her fingers at the bartender and, after a quick order, turns back to the woman joining her.
“Ms. Parasini.”
“Commander.”
“How goes the paperwork?”
“All my t’s crossed and i’s dotted.” She crosses long legs with solid calves and lifts an eyebrow when she catches Aedan looking. Aedan gives her the scamp’s smile that’s served her well over the years and is rewarded with a snort and a nod when the bartender serves her the drink Aedan’s buying her. “To a good hunt. for the both of us.” Aedan clinks amicably.
She sips and a fascinating grin crosses her face. “Champagne?”
“And gin. Seems like your thing.” Ferrars’ favorite and since the streak of no nonsense matched, she’d taken a chance.
“Bubbles and a little smack across the face.” She takes another sip. “Can’t say you’re wrong.” Another sip under Aedan’s frank gaze and she added, “I figured you’d be winging your way across the galaxy by now, hot pursuit and all that.”
Shrugging, she agreed, “Probably should be, but we’ve been running hard for the last while. There’s some diversions around here for a quick liberty. Figured we’d take advantage, I can’t guarantee they’ll get another.”
“I did always mean to take a weekend in the spa, do some skiing. Never did get around to it and I’ve got a shuttle to Ilium in a few hours. Parasini tilted her head and amber eyes sparkled with her not a question. “You don’t ski.”
She pretends affront, for the hell of it. “Hey.” and gets rewarded with the *best* Bitch, please look. Chuckling, she concedes, “Only with a rifle and they frown on that here.”
“Are you always all business?” Aedan appreciates the once over she’s getting, makes the effort to switch to civs worth it, for those warm eyes. There’s a neat little lift to the edge of Parasini’s lips, too. And a button on that blouse that’s begging to be popped open.  
Aedan tips her almost empty drink and the ice tinks against the thin wall of glass. “Does this look business like?”
“No. But I like to know my parameters.”
She swallows the last of it down and lets her voice purr a little with it. “Commander gets liberty, too. Learned to take it when I can. Good chase builds up a little charge, y’know?” She flicks her eyes up and Parasini almost invisibly sucks in a breath when she locks on target. Almost. gotcha.
There’s half a pause, then a stroke of a sharp pointed toe on her ankle. And another clink of a glass before Parasini finishes her drink in a swallow, color high on her cheeks. “To liberty and the chase, then.”
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