More on the Hanar questgiver: Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>675843 <position>38795 <data>Commander Shepard. This one is pleased to bear greetings from the Illuminated Primacy. <id>675844 <position>38796 <data>Yes. This one is an ambassador honored with a message. <id>675845 <position>38797 <data>The Primacy? The hanar government? <id>681153 <position>39855 <data>Hanar worlds have been attacked by the Reapers. We have heard you are gathering allies to halt their advance. <id>681167 <position>39869 <data>You need me to fly out to your home planet in exchange for hanar help? <id>681154 <position>39856 <data>That is unnecessary. This one has briefed our allies, the drell, on the gravity of this situation. <id>681155 <position>39857 <data>Their soldiers are prepared to come to your assistance in battle. <id>681170 <position>39872 <data>I'm not familiar with the drell. What're their fighting strengths? <id>681158 <position>39860 <data>They server as peacekeepers on Khaje. The hanar provide training for drell who wish to take up arms. <id>681172 <position>39874 <data>What do these drell soldiers specialize in? <id>681159 <position>39861 <data>They are raised to be self-sufficient agents. Their efficiency often surprises their opponents. <id>681160 <position>39862 <data>In this one's small opinion, the drell we have sent are among their finest fighters. We hope for them to serve you well. <id>681178 <position>39880 <data>Not many people, let alone an entire species, just gives up soldiers at a time like this. <id>681161 <position>39863 <data>The Illuminated Primacy holds similar thoughts. They are grateful for the opportunity to aid one who strives to unify the galaxy. <id>681162 <position>39864 <data>This one thanks you for listening to its requests, Commander. <id>681163 <position>39865 <data>Please allow this one to voice the question of whether these warriors serve any use, if your own efforts fail. <id>681164 <position>39866 <data>This one begs you to accept these soldiers on behalf of the Illuminated Primacy, Commander. <id>681175 <position>39877 <data>I appreciate it. This kind of cooperation's been way too rare. <id>681165 <position>39867 <data>May your path be swift. More from the Diana Allers obit: Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>675985 <position>38872 <data>Shot on Tuchanka, her cameras confiscated on Taetrus, and once bitten by a vorcha on Garvug... More superdickery from testing modes: Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>681281 <position>39908 <data>Didn't you used to be an underwear model? <id>681296 <position>39923 <data>Yes, but then I stole some poor actor's larynx and read a copy of the hero's journey. Now I save galaxies instead. <id>681282 <position>39909 <data>That sounds like a pretty sweet gig! But, I bet it's harder work than modeling. <id>681297 <position>39924 <data>True, but it's more rewarding, the hours are better, and it's less dangerous overall. <id>681283 <position>39910 <data>Saving the galaxy is less dangerous?! You said you had to steal a larynx just to get the job! <id>681298 <position>39925 <data>Well... less dangerous for me. <id>681287 <position>39914 <data>Alright Shepard, let's see you walk and talk. <id>681290 <position>39917 <data>Easy! I can listen circles around you Shepard. <id>681292 <position>39919 <data>Genius. Right.... Which camera would the genius like? <id>681293 <position>39920 <data>Alright, let's see this "up and down" looking. <id>681295 <position>39922 <data>Close up on Jimbo if you will! <id>681299 <position>39926 <data>A wide shot of the three of us please! <id>681304 <position>39931 <data>Once, during the summer when I was a young man of only seventeen, I met a strange old man wearing brown leather winter gear, not unlike what's worn by the huntsmen in the northwest, who walking ponderously down the Kingsroad with a crooked wooden staff. He stopped me to ask.... wait, Mass Effect is the fantasy one right? <id>681308 <position>39935 <data>Hah! Well maybe so, but we'll never know will we. In order for you do demonstrate your dubious ability to listen to me while you walk around, I would have to talk long enough for you to walk around me. I'll just make sure I don't ever... ramble on long enough... sigh.... The full report on Diana Allers's death. Have fun. This may be slightly misordered. Dupe lines removed. This is similar to Emily Wong's report earlier, but signed with a different name. Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>693422 <position>40506 <data>Sad news tonight out of the Horsehead Nebula. The Alliance dreadnought SSV Ararat has been destroyed, killing everyone aboard. <id>693423 <position>40507 <data>Among the dead... one of our own, GBC reporter Diana Allers, contributor to "Battlespace." <id>693424 <position>40508 <data>I first met Diana in an exchange program between New York University and U. Milgrom on the human colony of Bekenstein. <id>693425 <position>40509 <data>Even then, she was driven. Her sunny disposition masked a burning desire to make a difference, and her weapon was the truth. <id>693426 <position>40510 <data>Diana initially covered political news on Bekenstein, but following the geth attack on the Citadel, something changed in her. <id>693427 <position>40511 <data>She joined us here at the Galactic Broadcasting Corporation as a junior war reporter. <id>693428 <position>40512 <data>In the short time since, she was shot at on Tuchanka, arrested on Taetrus, and bitten by a vorcha on Garvug. And she loved it. <id>693429 <position>40513 <data>You could not bring Diana down. She told me once, "If they want to stop me, they're going to have to kill me." <id>693430 <position>40514 <data>Tonight, we remember her and her brave crewmates aboard the SSV Ararat. <id>693431 <position>40515 <data>The dreadnought met its end after drawing fire from a Reaper gunship long enough for three other dreadnoughts to ambush it. <id>693432 <position>40516 <data>The tactic worked, but at the cost of the Ararat and 7,610 souls aboard. <id>693433 <position>40517 <data>We thank the deceased and their families for their sacrifice, and we here at GBC News say goodbye to a friend and colleague. <id>693434 <position>40518 <data>Her will made a substantial donation to the University of Milgrom's Rossberg School of Journalism, which we will be matching. <id>693435 <position>40519 <data>Diana Allers may have been killed, but she has not been stopped. For GBC News, I'm Azad Carter. Goodnight. <id>693436 <position>40520 <data>We would do well in these days to remember that the same species that produced the Illusive Man also produced Winston Churchill. <id>693437 <position>40521 <data>For every darkness, there is a dawn. For every villain, there can be heroes. <id>693438 <position>40522 <data>For every Cerberus, there is a Hercules, who dragged him, barking and spitting, out of the Underworld and into the light. Talking to... Traynor? Allers? About Quarian war. Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>693439 <position>40523 <data>You said earlier that you were a pacifist. But here you are drafted into the Alliance. Do you support the quarian war? <id>693440 <position>40524 <data>I don't. War is a monstrous thing, always. Many quarians will die because of this. <id>693441 <position>40525 <data>So the quarian casualties bother you. Do you feel the same about geth casualties? <id>693442 <position>40526 <data>The geth... it's regrettable. They're thinking beings, but humans and quarians must come first. <id>693443 <position>40527 <data>It's like overfishing. Nobody wants to make a species extinct, but you need to feed people. <id>693444 <position>40528 <data>A fisherman once told me, "I'd kill the last surviving trout if it meant feeding my child for a day." <id>693445 <position>40529 <data>Would you blame him? <id>693446 <position>40530 <data>Not at all. But that's the point. A real leader keeps the fisherman from ever having to make that decision. <id>693447 <position>40531 <data>That's where the quarians failed. They have to choose now between life and death. That's no real choice. Recruiting Allers, also talking to her. Most of these look similar, but different from lines in the final game. Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>693500 <position>40584 <data>How's your new assignment working out, Allers? <id>693449 <position>40533 <data>This place is insane! You've got fifty crew members with ten thousand good war stories. <id>693450 <position>40534 <data>That's not counting the unshackled AI, Matriarch Benezia's daughter... oh, and the communicator that can talk to Earth. Earth! <id>693502 <position>40586 <data>I'm guessing you'd like access to Admiral Anderson. <id>693451 <position>40535 <data>Uh, yes? If you want eyeballs on the screen, anything from Earth is your lead story. <id>693452 <position>40536 <data>I could be online with that admiral twenty-one/seven/nine-eighty-seven, I still couldn't make a dent in all the news people want. <id>693504 <position>40588 <data>You lost me when you threw around strange numbers. <id>693453 <position>40537 <data>Oh! Sorry. You can totally tell I'm a colonist kid, can't you? I'm from Bekenstein, we've got long years. <id>693454 <position>40538 <data>I always thought Earth was the place to be. Right now, though, I'm just thanking my stars that we're next door to the Citadel. <id>693455 <position>40539 <data>But hey, I'm not the story. People tune in for news of Earth, not my charmed little life. <id>693507 <position>40591 <data>I'll hook you up to Anderson when he's available. <id>693456 <position>40540 <data>Whoo. Okay. I think you just doubled my ratings. The plight of Earth... that'll bring in the outrage. <id>693508 <position>40592 <data>Hit every sympathy button you can. I want recruiting lines around the block every time your stories air. <id>693457 <position>40541 <data>Remind me to tell you about the time I made an elcor cry. I can do this, Commander. <id>693458 <position>40542 <data>Whoa, there. The plight of Earth is like my angle. If you want outrage, news of what Reapers are doing to Earth is your lead-in. <id>693511 <position>40595 <data>Anderson needs to get across war data. He's not a spigot you turn on for news. <id>693459 <position>40543 <data>You won't regret it. I don't need face time, just a data upload. It won't even interrupt your time with him. <id>693512 <position>40596 <data>All right. We'll find a balance. <id>693514 <position>40598 <data>Allers... I need you to leave the Normandy. <id>693460 <position>40544 <data>You're kidding. <id>693461 <position>40545 <data>You're Commander Shepard. You're not kidding. <id>693462 <position>40546 <data>Uh... is there a reason? <id>693517 <position>40601 <data>What do you think? <id>693466 <position>40550 <data>Uh... I think I don't want to be eating through a straw for a month. So, uh... signing off. <id>693467 <position>40551 <data>Uh... I think I'll start packing. <id>693522 <position>40606 <data>Your story is Cerberus. They're humans, complicit in the greatest war crime in history. Aliens will hate them. <id>693468 <position>40552 <data>Hmm. Bright and bubbly me, talking about the worst humankind has to offer? <id>693469 <position>40553 <data>You're lucky, Shepard. I like a challenge. <id>693526 <position>40610 <data>Hope you enjoyed the interview, because the Normandy's going dark. <id>693471 <position>40555 <data>Damn! If you think it's too good to be true, it always is. <id>693527 <position>40611 <data>You've got enough material. You won't be hurting. <id>693472 <position>40556 <data>Yeah. But it doesn't mean I have to lie back and enjoy it, either. <id>693473 <position>40557 <data>See you on the air, Commander. Kelly spills her life story: Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>694607 <position>41211 <data>[Kelly seems distraught] Shepard. It's good to see you. <id>694608 <position>41212 <data>No, not really. <id>694609 <position>41213 <data>Well, I've been questioning myself. I owe Cerberus a great deal. Was it right for me to leave them? <id>694610 <position>41214 <data>It's a long story. Did you know I actually met the Illusive Man face to face once? Few have. <id>694611 <position>41215 <data>Before Cerberus, I was a waitress on a luxury liner with a very exclusive clientele. <id>694612 <position>41216 <data>I'm not sure if the Illusive Man was there for business or pleasure. I just kept his drinks coming. "Bourbon. Three fingers. Neat." <id>694613 <position>41217 <data>He had his pick of any working girl, but he took an interest in me, I suspect precisely because I wasn't for sale. <id>694614 <position>41218 <data>We spoke for hours. It was obvious he wanted more than just good conversation. And I can't say I didn't want the same. He can be very seductive. <id>694615 <position>41219 <data>I knew if I slept with him, I'd lose all his respect. I didn't want that to happen. <id>694616 <position>41220 <data>I never saw him again after that night, at least not in person. <id>694617 <position>41221 <data>The management of the liner changed sometime later. Batarians took over. Things got really bad. <id>694618 <position>41222 <data>Some of the staff were beaten. Others just disappeared. None of us could leave. <id>694619 <position>41223 <data>I don't know exactly why, but one day Cerberus boarded and cleaned the ship out. Killed every batarian. <id>694620 <position>41224 <data>But they took care of the entertainers. Made sure we were all safe. Set us up with lodging until we got on our feet. <id>694621 <position>41225 <data>I got a message from the Illusive Man. He'd pay for my college, and if I did well, I'd have a job waiting for me. <id>694622 <position>41226 <data>So you see, I owe him my life, in more ways than one. <id>694623 <position>41227 <data>So long story short, the Illusive Man got me out of a bad situation, gave me an education and a job. He gave me a future. She can also do this: Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>694883 <position>41486 <data>Oh Shepard, I feel the same. But I need to be here, and you need to be out there. <id>694884 <position>41487 <data>Well, I guess the problems of the day can wait a little while. <id>694885 <position>41488 <data>[KELLY SHUTS THE DOOR TO HER CUBICAL: FADE TO BLACK] <id>694886 <position>41489 <data>[FADE FROM BLACK, KELLY AND SHEPARD SITTING CLOSE TOGETHER] <id>694887 <position>41490 <data>I missed you. <id>694888 <position>41491 <data>Here, I have something for you. It's a picture of me, back from when we first met. <id>694889 <position>41492 <data>Take it, and I can be with you in spirit. And Shepard? <id>694890 <position>41493 <data>I know I can't be with you now, but I can't hold you back either. <id>694891 <position>41494 <data>I'm okay if you find someone else to be with. If you're happy, I'm happy. <id>694892 <position>41495 <data>I mean it. I do. <id>694893 <position>41496 <data>Now go save the galaxy, for me. And when she asks if you found someone, you can say... <id>694931 <position>41534 <data>I've gotten close to a marine on my team. His name is James. <id>694998 <position>41601 <data>I have James. More Retake Omega. As I understand, this duplicates the lines in the final game. Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>704225 <position>42343 <data>People understand the first order of business is shoring up defenses. No one wants another invasion. <id>704226 <position>42344 <data>So they're enduring valiantly... not that they have a choice. <id>704227 <position>42345 <data>Once again, I am Omega. <id>704228 <position>42346 <data>I think I'm going to employ violence. <id>704229 <position>42347 <data>I'll give you the details when we're ready to go. <id>704230 <position>42348 <data>The Illusive Man's about to find out what I'm made of. It's going to be an incredibly cathartic experience. CAT-A-LEAST! This is very similar to the version in the vanilla game, but about 5.4 times less unnecessarily cryptic. Spoiler (Move your mouse to the spoiler area to reveal the content) Show Spoiler Hide Spoiler <id>706388 <position>42501 <data>This is the Citadel. Where I live. <id>706389 <position>42502 <data>I am the Catalyst. <id>706390 <position>42503 <data>An honest mistake. The Citadel is an extension of me. <id>706391 <position>42504 <data>You must be quick. The war still rages out there. <id>-2146777256 <position>42505 <data>-1 <id>706393 <position>42506 <data>The Crucible is a tool, much like the Reapers. And tools need a user. <id>706394 <position>42507 <data>You are the user of the Crucible, as I am the user of the Reapers. <id>706395 <position>42508 <data>I was created eons ago to solve a problem. The Reapers are my solution. <id>706396 <position>42509 <data>The Reapers main purpose is to prevent organics from creating an AI so powerful that it would overtake them and destroy them. <id>706397 <position>42510 <data>Not exactly. The Reapers harvest fully developed civilizations, leaving the lesser ones intact. <id>706398 <position>42511 <data>And the essence of each harvested civilzation is stored, forever, in Reaper form. <id>706399 <position>42512 <data>An important distinction. <id>706400 <position>42513 <data>An answer to a choice. <id>706401 <position>42514 <data>I can of harness and direct the energy of the Crucible. <id>706402 <position>42515 <data>But you must choose how to release it. <id>706403 <position>42516 <data>And you must decide the form it's energy will take. <id>706404 <position>42517 <data>The energy can be released as a destructive force. Organics will prevail at our expense. All synthetic life will be destroyed. <id>706405 <position>42518 <data>As will much of the technology your kind rely on. <id>706406 <position>42519 <data>Including the relays you will use to dispense the energy. <id>706407 <position>42520 <data>You may harness the energy. Use it to circumvent my control of the Reapers. <id>706408 <position>42521 <data>Correct... though he could never have taken control, as we already controlled him. <id>706409 <position>42522 <data>You will subvert my existence. You will control the Reapers. You will continue to seek an answer to problem. <id>706410 <position>42523 <data>Correct. <id>706411 <position>42524 <data>There is another choice. <id>706412 <position>42525 <data>My ultimate goal, the exact solution to the singularity problem, is to combine the synthetic and the organic. <id>706413 <position>42526 <data>Much like yourself. You are already a melding of both. <id>706414 <position>42527 <data>If you choose so, your energy, combined with that of the Crucible, can be used to convert, and transform each of our kind. <id>706415 <position>42528 <data>We, will become like you, and organic life will become like us. And the problem of Technological Singularity will be solved. <id>706416 <position>42529 <data>But you must choose. <id>706417 <position>42530 <data>But you must act. It must be your volition that guides my actions. <id>706418 <position>42531 <data>Go. If you falter now, the cycle will continue. I will not act as Catalyst if you do not act first. And that concludes File One. See ya tomorrow!