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I have to laugh. Landing on Alchera, being witness to the destruction of the SR1 in person, and I’m filled exuberance. Not at the sundered ship scattered before me or the broken datapad of the deceased Navigator Pressly. These sights are tragic and yet I am unable to stifle a chuckle at what rests before me.
Here, oddly preserved, sits the M35 Mako. It is not in pieces, it’s not smoking or outwardly damaged. It’s stuck. How many planets did I explore with her? How many Geth and Mercs were crushed under those giant wheels? How many Thresher Maws spit acid at her? Countless, yet here it is wedged face first into a pile of rubble.
Standing here in the snow, alone except for a small transport, I can’t stop laughing at the thought that the only thing to survive the crash is the Mako. My beloved piece of shit.
Attention passengers, if you look to your left you will see the Dragon Age fandom going batshit insane. And if you look to your right you will see the Mass Effect fandom losing their shit. Thank you BioWare