Mass Effect: Glorious Shotgun Princess (ME/Exalted)

Buffling the nail, he leans back on the easy chair. Glancing downwards, he notices the speck of dust on the leather shoe. The shadows shift, and the dust is gone, consumed. Tenting his fingers in front of his long mustache, Mister Sunshine begins softly whistling.

Which is when the windows explode and the glowing blue ball impacts on the floor in front of him. It rolls, flashes, and Morinth stands up from her kneeling position with a flare of her nostrils.

"Neat," he says.
 
also. being able to fight on any level with an Exalted who is in Artefact (maybe?) grade armor and not get creamed? I don't think Morith really needs an upgrade. But her supercharged snack energy has got to be running down...she is getting knocked into and through buildings after all.
 
Tavi said:
It's a directly plot relevant question, not an invitation to a mechanics discussion.

And in response univeralperson, yes. Yes he is.
Yes. But I wanted to ask a question myself..which was already in technical territory.
 
Durabys said:
Off to the Exalted Discussion threrad with you!

Please. Go to the discussion thread to discuss any things Exalted related.
...forgive my bluntness, but that was kind of rude.
Tavi said:
It's a directly plot relevant question, not an invitation to a mechanics discussion.

And in response univeralperson, yes. Yes he is.
Thanks, and I have another plot question. I was under the impression the ED couldn't manifest any sort of "avatar" bodies outside of Malefas (thanks to my lack of knowledge about Exalted). Could he always appear in the ME-universe (of this fanfic) and he just didn't have a reason to until now, or did something happen that let him come in?
 
trivialrealities said:
I am 90% certain that the surrender oaths of the Yozi only prevent them from entering Creation. Mister Sunshine has in fact left Malfeas before, showing up in Nullspace (which is metaphysically adjacent to Autochthon's exiled world-body in canon).

However, upon arrival he got beat up and questioned by the Viator. So being the coward he is, he slipped away again.

Also, it's worth noting that transgressing boundaries is part of the Ebon Dragon's very nature. If he's imprisoned or constrained by any means, his Excellency prevents him from taking any action that will not help him escape, and he has plenty of Charms to help him in that.
Gotcha, thanks!
 
universalperson said:
...forgive my bluntness, but that was kind of rude.



Thanks, and I have another plot question. I was under the impression the ED couldn't manifest any sort of "avatar" bodies outside of Malefas (thanks to my lack of knowledge about Exalted). Could he always appear in the ME-universe (of this fanfic) and he just didn't have a reason to until now, or did something happen that let him come in?
Yes it was rude. Because last time such off-topic-ness has summoned Aleph&co which would cause a shitstorm with off-topic-posters and later Gregg saying he is not going to write until we get back on topic.
 
GhanjRho said:
It WASN'T off topic, is the thing. It was a directly plot-related question. Same as the guy asking which Charm Shepard was using in the opening. While I appreciate that you're trying to keep it on-topic, you're not a Mod, don't act like one. Use a little tact, and don't assume that every mechanics question is off-topic.
Ok. I acknowledge. this is my fault. I am sorry.

Edited the post that started it.
Nightblade said:
I don't think Asari can exalt. Gregg has been implying they can't
No. The Asari CAN Exalt..only that several "entities" in eons past, from Protheans to Reapers, made sure with Motonic Genetics that the probability of an Heroic Asari Exalting is NEAR ZERO..

..only that Reapers never meet the Yozi or Infernals.

Oh boy. The Reapers will cuss up a shitsorm of curses.
Valiran said:
Akuma =/= Green Sun Prince. GSPs are the ones with altered Solar Exaltations, Akuma are beings that have been altered by the Yozis, and can be anything from a Celestial Exalt to a bog-standard mortal.
That too.
 
Here's the thing; It's very, very hard for a Yozi to end up in the ME galaxy because at best, it's going to involve a long traipse through the Wyld to get their entire soul architecture to that universe. However, you're also assuming Mister Sunshine is the Ebon Dragon. While the purview of the Dragon is the violation of boundaries, at the same time his end goal would be met by far more elaborate means.

Ones which Morinth factor into.
 
Buffling the nail, he leans back on the easy chair. Glancing downwards, he notices the speck of dust on the leather shoe. The shadows shift, and the dust is gone, consumed. Tenting his fingers in front of his long mustache, Mister Sunshine begins softly whistling.

Which is when the windows explode and the glowing blue ball impacts on the floor in front of him. It rolls, flashes, and Morinth stands up from her kneeling position with a flare of her nostrils.

"Neat," he says.

She turns to him, nimbus of blue around her fist. "Who are you?" she demands.

"A fan," Sunshine says with a wide, toothy grin, "Oh, very nice. Betrayals all the way down." Black tongue licks pale lips. "Almost too good to be true. Betraying your family, betraying your society. And the small ones, too." The smile goes wider. "And you're single, too."

She snarls, and lets loose a blast. The blast is wide, massive...and stops inches from Mister Sunshine before dissipating. "Temper, too. Feisty." He stands up, dusting off his suit. "And now the big man wants to talk with you. In the parlance of the tentacled bitch who believes itself top dog;"

Assuming direct control.

The man jerks. His feet rise an inch off the floor. Shadows fill his eyes and mouth as a third eye folds itself out on his forehead. With every breath, inky darkness exhales from his nose, tendrils reaching out from behind him one moment to be gone the rest. And Morinth, once fearless, once proud, realizes on a basic level what is before her.

Hello, Mirala, he says, mouth too wide, smile stretching off the corners of his face, I've been watching you for some time.

The glow retreats from her hands and eyes. Glass crunches under her feet as she steps back.

"What" She swallows, dry. "What are you?"

I am the Ebon Dragon, Shadow of All Things and Imprisoned Architect of a Reality not dissimilar to yours. The smile goes wider. And I have an offer for you.
 
Crap, either Sunshine is a high ranking demon, an Akuma or GSP that allows himself to be puppeted. Although I'm not sure the last is possible.

Doesn't matter really, however you put it, this is trouble.
 
Hazard said:
Crap, either Sunshine is a high ranking demon, an Akuma or GSP that allows himself to be puppeted. Although I'm not sure the last is possible.

Doesn't matter really, however you put it, this is trouble.
What's that? Invasive neurosurgery of one of my backstabbing hierarchy souls to turn them into a better representation of myself? So that I can both better account for the not-so-insignificant mortals in my plans and also keep my enemies guessing on whether or not they are directly dealing with me?

Autokun, you have the most delicious ideas.
 
So Third Circle, possible modded by TED. Lovely.

On that offer, its probably akumahood or GSPdom. Though what what type is up for debate.

Oh wait. Morinth hurts people she loves, kills them and wanders away looking for the next person. She's the Scourge, isn't she?
 
trivialrealities said:
Why do I suspect that Mister Sunshine is in fact the Ebon Dragon's fetich soul, that betrayed his progenitor by being a relatively decent being, and who the Shadow of All Things has in turn betrayed by altering him into yet another vile creature?
Oh no. We will meet TEDie's Fetich Soul, but Mr. Sunshine isn't it.

As for Morinth, well. Her offer is so much better than Akumahood, and Asari cannot Exalt for particular reasons so she cannot become a Green Sun Prince(ss).

After all, look at ME2 and 3. Morinth dies, whether you side with her or not in 2.

Morinth is doomed to die.
 
Garrus fixes the helmet back onto his head. Popping open a compartment on his waist, he pulls out a small, dried cookie formed into a conch. Cracking it in his hand, he tosses it in front of him. "Wait," Shepard says, "Shouldn't we be chasing after-"

There is a rush of escaping air, and where there should be dried crumbs and maybe a bit of paper, there is now a bike. Well, not a bike. There are no wheels, simply two glowing blue pads making it hover off the roof, red vents along its frame to provide thrust, and the steady hum of a mass effect generator at its heart.

"The fuck," Shepard states.

"Got it off a drug lord on Omega," Garrus says, climbing onto the seat, "Decided to keep it for myself. I mean, considering the utter bullshit that we're both capable of, I almost think a skycar's too mundane."

The engine revs, the bike hovering off the ground. "Get on."

Jane rolls her eyes. Her helmet folds over her face again, and the jets ignite. "Keep up," she says, and blasts off. Underneath his helmet, Garrus grins and guns the engines, taking off in pursuit.
 
GreggHL said:
Garrus fixes the helmet back onto his head. Popping open a compartment on his waist, he pulls out a small, dried cookie formed into a conch. Cracking it in his hand, he tosses it in front of him. "Wait," Shepard says, "Shouldn't we be chasing after-"
So, are fortune cookies Garrus's thing, now?
 
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