Sunday, January 22, 2012

And Now Some Awkward Touchy-Feely Crap

So, after Valerie's latest exercise of frontier justice the law calls her in for a sit-down.
Okay, sorry I didn't bribe you before I kidnapped the guy and beat the shit out of him, is that what you wanted to hear?

ahahaha Hawke is literally dead inside.

It's cool how they wait until 25 hours into the game to even bring up Aveline's parents and then apparently never mention them again.


I mean, come on, valerie leads a band of spree-killers around the countryside killing everything in their path and you don't see her getting all mopey about her victims.

Trying to finish this game as soon as possible.

Hey good point, time to go and talk with someone I actually bothered maxing out the friendship score with!

Oh hell yes, I'm so eager to discuss my love life right now. Anything to take my mind off the brutal murder of my mother less than 24 hours ago.

It's pretty obvious: it was time to get on the train to the bone pit and Anders was the only one offering who wasn't retarded or diseased.

Varric pauses, stunned that anyone could misinterpret him so catastrophically.

A crossbow can't suck your dick, bro.

Everyone said this to me when I started playing this game, and I didn't take the message either.



  1. "Haha point taken, I was forgetting you're codependent as fuck and doomed to terrible relationships. Sorry, my bad!"

  2. I'm so glad it's not me playing this. I'd be drinking bleach by now.