Mar 2, 2024
The Barbie Dream Geth
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The Barbie Dream Geth
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The ME3 multiplayer feels like a short-lived fever dream, but it was honestly my favorite online PVP mode ever
Based on a real life conversation whilst playing the other day.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: G, Gen Characters: me3 multiplayer ocs Summary: The gang try to come up with an official team name, but no one can agree. (As usual.)
"We could be 'The Mechanics'?" Pyjak suggested.
Connor nodded. "Because we're all techs. Sure."
"Hello?" Keros's head shot up indignantly. "What am I, chopped liver?"
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there is no logical reason why that should have worked, and yet...
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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happy halloween to the jack-o-lantern in mass effect 3 multiplayer specifically
Is anyone still playing me3 multiplayer on PS3? Or am I gonna have to switch to PC?
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Rating: G, Gen Characters: Mass Effect Multiplayer OCs Summary: What could be better than a lazy afternoon in the sun, a fun side project, and a cold drink or two?
They sat at the base of the ship, metal panels scattered around them between half-empty bins of spare parts that looked like they'd been ransacked by pirates. Off to one side, Taipol fished through a pile of tubing to find the calibrator with the blue handgrip—Salarian design; their grandmother's, in fact—before standing up with a groan. "Been sitting too long," they muttered, picking their way over to the vorcha crouched beside an upended bike.
Karvak didn't look up as Taipol approached, but they'd have been more surprised if rer had. There were times when even the ship's general alarm wasn't enough to break through rer hyperfocus—though that was slightly less dangerous than when it happened to Taipol or O'three, the ship's pilots. "Good, very good," Taipol muttered, tracing Karvak's work with one hand.
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