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Hawke (to Orsino): So I shouldn't slit my wrists and dance naked in the moonlight just to fit in?
Anders: I'd pay to see that! After gay romance with Anders Gamlen: So you haven't kicked that apostate out of your house yet? Guess I don't need to ask which one of you is the girl. Not exact quotes but I found them funny along with most of the things Merrill says and the random conversations between Aveline and Isabela if Aveline marries Donnic. Such as Isabela: Aveline if you stick you thumb up his ass I win. |
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When the Quinari mage wants to go back to its people and says that he has to die no matter what because he was away from his handler
Anders"of all the mindless, abstract, mind control bullshit I have ever heard" Quote:
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Isabela: "Is Anders in there? Can I speak with Anders?"
Anders: "Not now, Isabela." Isabela: "Oh, it's you." Anders: "Well... you wanted to talk to me?" Isabela: "Not really, just checking."
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Carver: Why is it always about sex with you?
Isabela: It's not. Sometimes it's about sex with other people. Carver: You see? It comes up every single time we talk. Isabela: We're just talking, Carver. If it comes up, that's not my fault. Carver: What? I mean... that's not what i meant. It... it doesn't! Carver: I hate you so much. |
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Some of my favorites from around the Hawke Estate:
(After examining a bookcase) "'Hard in Hightown: Siege Harder.' What does that even mean? Varric must be stopped." "'One Hundred and One Ways to Use a Phallic Tuber.' Thanks, Isabela. That's a hundred too many." (After examining the family crest shield) "Alright, so she said to look at the crest sideways and cover the... Sweet Maker! Ugh! Isabela, I can't unsee that!"
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Anders: Nice day to be planning a trip into the Deep Roads, don't you think?
Anders: The Blight, the dampness, the festering darkness filled with tainted rats... Carver: Shut up. Anders: You've got a real chip on your shoulder, you know? Carver: I've got a big blade on my shoulder, magey. Anders: Right. Wonder what you're compensating for. Merrill: Ser Pounce-a-lot... who knighted him? Anders: Is that a serious question? Merrill: Did he have a little sword, or just his claws? I bet he had a dashing cap with a feather in it! Anders: Would you stop making fun of my cat? Merrill: Oh... no hat, then? (If Hawke romanced Fenris) Anders: I can't imagine what Hawke sees in you. Fenris: It is done. Leave it be. Anders: Well, good. I always knew she/he had some sense. Fenris: Do not make light of this. Leaving was the hardest thing I've ever done. (If Isabela is in the party) Isabela: Oh, will you two get over yourselves? You're like two dogs around a bitch in heat. Fenris: We were talking about Hawke. Not you. (If Isabela is in the party and you slept with her as well) Isabela: Oh, will you two get over yourselves? I did her/him too. Fenris: I talked with Donnic. Aveline: Since when do you talk with my husband? Fenris: He...comes to the mansion every week? We play diamondback. Aveline: What? Why am I not invited to these games? Fenris: He says you get angry when you lose. Aveline: I do not! All right, perhaps I do. Still, that's no reason not to tell me. (with Isabela in the party) Isabela: Perhaps he longed for less masculine companionship? Aveline: Shut up, whore. (without Isabela in the party) Fenris: He is a good man. (with Varric in the party) Varric: It is if he's a betting man. Fenris: I disavow any knowledge of gambling occurring in my house. Isabela: How's marriage been treating you, big girl? Aveline: It's been good. No, great. I'd forgotten what it was like to- Isabela: Be flipped ass-over-tits and hammered like a bent nail? Aveline: To. Be. Loved. Isabela: Oh. Right. Of course. Aveline: Not that I'm complaining about the other thing.
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