History Buff/Miniature Enthusiast,He/Him mid 20's

Liara: "It's been exciting. The old Broker ship? Impressive, but it was never meant to be space-worthy.

"Which meant the Illusive Man eventually tracked me down on Hagalaz."

"Eventually"... but Liara got to the Broker ship via the Normandy, which was full of Cerberus tracking device and spyware.

I suppose we need to presume that in canon Lair of the Shadow Broker occurs post Collector Base and Edi somehow blocked all of the Cerberus devices.

Except you tell the Virmire Survivor you cut contact with Cerberus after the Collector Base, and Lair of the Shadow Broker only occurs because of a lead Cerberus gives you.

Shepard: "Let me be clear. I've had no contact with Cerberus since I destroyed the Collector Base."

Equiping an armor tutorial

First and Last Tank

France: Saint-Chamond and Leclerc

Great Britain: Mark series and Challenger II

On July 3, 1863, Confederate troops made a frontal assault toward the center of Union lines, in what would go down in history as "Pickett's Charge." Approximately 12,500 men in nine infantry brigades advanced over open fields for three-quarters of a mile under heavy Union artillery and rifle fire.

Although some Confederate troops were able to breach the low stone wall that shielded many of the Union defenders, they could not maintain their hold and were repelled and suffered over 50 percent casualties.

Pickett's Charge is often cited as one of the major turning points of the war, the farthest point reached by the attack has been referred to as the high-water mark of the Confederacy.

Silly little thing just for funsies.

but it's an entirely new level of tragic when somebody you've actually spoken to gets turned into a bot account. it's like peeking at a zombie apocalypse through the window and realizing one of the shambling corpses was your friend.

and then the zombie catches sight of you, lurches up to your window, and shouts through the glass that they accidentally reported your account to tumblr and you'll be deactivated unless you click this link.

if you get something like this ↑ they're gonna follow up by instructing you to contact tumblr support on discord and give you contact info; or they're gonna link a website that looks sort of like tumblr support and say you have to email them; or any variety of "you must now contact tumblr, here is how you contact tumblr."

whatever they send you, it Does Not lead to tumblr. it leads to the master zombie that bit them and inducted them into the ranks of the undead, and will bite you the second they have your email and password. i might be confusing zombies and vampires. anyway,

it's easier to fall for these messages because the blog doesn't LOOK like a bot blog, because it ISN'T a bot blog. it's a normal person's blog that got accessed by a bot, meaning the blog's content CLEARLY looks like a real active user when you click on it. and yes—it might even be a blog you already know. sometimes bots like this go down a blog's DMs or reblogs and message people they've previously interacted with.

Silly little thing just for funsies.

The feint noise,"Mewowrr" and a sudden weight on her lap causes her to open her eyes and her mandibles fluttered into a smile at the sight of her cat.

Cooper had been a surprise to her, a coworker suggesting she apply for a pet permit after overhearing her complaint about her lonely apartment, and she'd found a Turian friendly cat at the first shelter she'd checked.

Seeing the white and black cat staring up at her with lime green eyes, she couldn't help but let off a sub vocal rumble. One the cat returned a moment later, purring loudly as he climbed up her front and snuggled under her chin. His last owner had been a male Turian who'd let him lay in his cowl, her smaller one wasn't quite large enough but he tried to sit in it often regardless.

Scratching his flank with a dulled talon, he flopped onto her shoulder, rubbing himself against her plates till he found a good spot to lay, still purring contently.

Message: Hi mum. It's Silas. I'm sorry I missed our weekly vid chat, I know how much you worry when I'm out of contact especially after what happened on Eden Prime last week but I'm alright.

Actually it's complicated.

Remember that new posting? The one I was not allowed to talk to you about? The Classified, I'd go straight to jail, drummed out of the Navy, secret one? (Seriously I couldn't tell you mum, I'm sorry) Well I can now. It was a posting aboard the Normandy the new stealth frigate that was just commissioned last month. And I'm in heaven.

She's a great ship, nothing like those Kowloon-class boats you and dad worked on. Fast, quiet and is is a mean punch. She's probably the best ship in the fleet, any fleet even and we've got a hell of a crew, a hotshot helmsman, a veteran navigator, the ship's doc actually reminds me a lot of you, and the Captain and Exec well...

Capt. Anderson was great. A real leader. Cool headed. I'd trust him to take us through a debris field blindfolded because if he asked us he knew we could do it. Navy man to the bone. And our new Exec Cmdr. Shepard is something else too.

Like literally something else. They made her a Spectre. You probably saw it on the news. Gave her the ship too so turns out we're all junior Spectres too now or at least on loan. Just like the ship I can't say much right now(please don't ask, I hate not telling you but I also hate repeating myself) but we're heading back out on a new mission. Really important stuff I promise if they pep talk she just gave us is to be believed.

I'm not sure when I'll get a chance to email you again, vid calls are out of the question for now too. Don't worry, I know after what happened to Dad you worry whenever I'm deployed but we've got the best of everything with us. I'm going to text you again next chance too. They have these messages on a delay so when you're reading this we'll already have left the Citadel. Just know this is exactly why I enlisted. Be proud, I know Dad would have been.

I love you Mum, see you soon,