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Oh good lord I never use this thing...

I mostly just never like playing canon characters. Events like the First Contact War in ME are great fodder for stories. We can probably find a nice happy medium!

Hello! Mass Effect and Marvel are both interesting universes to play around in, as long as it's not too important to stick to canon. I've always been more interested in the sideline stuff!

Milo nodded, listening. In a way, he felt sorry for the guy. In another, he didn't. He'd been in the machines' care for a year by his own reckoning and still didn't trust them. That just seemed counterproductive. Granted, maybe trust was being too generous and it was enough that Wilson hadn't...

Milo raised an eyebrow as Kraus sat across from him. The other man was older than him, thinner, and he introduced himself seemingly as a last resort. Milo took a bite, listening to Wilson speak. He nodded slowly, chewing and swallowing. “I noticed you going for the more secured position,” Milo...

Milo had chosen to go with the sample platter. Why not try the whole gamut of what they had available when he had the chance? While he waited for the machine – Parsley, a name that he assumed had some meaning he couldn't remember – to return, he ventured a glance back at the women eating...

Memories of the war flooded back into Milo's conscious mind. To call what he'd participated in a “war,” though, was generous. Petty tribes squabbling over resources, once the biggest weapons had been used up. He'd seen more than his share of blood and death and wasn't incredibly eager to meet...

Milo's mouth started watering as the smells of cooked meat and fresh vegetables met his nostrils. He nearly staggered under the weight of the sudden need, and his empty stomach growled again. He scanned the room, glancing over the women at one table, and made mental note of an empty table with a...

Milo blinked, staring straight forward. He definitely hadn't been thinking about mating, but the mention of it caught him off-guard. The robot made the whole process sound quite... well, robotic. He felt heat rise to his ears and he shook his head. “Just curious,” he muttered. “I haven't given...

Milo followed Cheryl, stepping into place beside her and sticking close so as not to get lost. C-006 was unlike anywhere he'd been, or at least unlike anything he remembered. He stood awkwardly, silently, and let the machine guide him. There would be food for his empty stomach soon enough. For...

Milo stepped back when she did, a bit wary. He had no real reason to distrust the robot – Cheryl – but he didn't have a reason to trust her completely, either. He listened to her rattle off symptoms, then shook his head. He felt fine, except for the hunger and a very minor headache that it was...

Milo's right hand rubbed absently at the back of his neck, feeling the slight bumps of the tattoo. He only vaguely recalled receiving the tattoo. Most of his memories of the first day or two in this elevated city were blurred by anesthesia and surgery. He let his hand dropped and looked into the...

Mah birfday's in nine days. What did you get me?

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Milo scowled a bit, though not necessarily at the creature that had addressed him. After all, it was just doing its job. He ran a hand through his hair as he looked around at the various machines, one eye closing in the light. It was quite exposed up here. “I, um... Haven't. Honestly, I don't...

Waking up in a bed after years on stony ground or makeshift pallets was probably as near to heaven as Milo Christopherson believed a person could get. Every morning as the soft light turned on to wake him – an admittedly gentle ritual compared to waking at the scream of a hawk or the...

Doing that now! Glad you liked it, it'll be reposted in a minute.

[Put that in the wrong place!]

Name: Daniel Rosenbaum Age: 27 Specialty: Social infiltraton – Rosenbaum is a skilled impersonator and can slip between personas easily. He is also a competent make-up artist. Description: Daniel is, in a world, plain. Thin without being small, tall without being noticeable, and white in...

Iiiiiinteresting. I misunderstood. I like, I like. I'll check out the others soon.