He is of average appearances and easily forgettable and to lose sight of in a crowd. Smith is approximately twenty-eight years old, though he was certainly far older back in the future. You are Johnathon Smith, human business man with a small starship and merchant company called the Trade Federation. Right, so this is a quest based off an old thread in Space Battles General, where someone poises the question of what would SB do if they were plucked into and before the events of Mass Effect in order to stop the Reapers.ĭebate and make decisions on what to do, you've got a little more than half a decade before the Reapers decide to invade from the Dark Space Between Galaxies and eat everyone. Six years.well, you had better make the best of it then, eh? And in six.the Reapers will come to begin the harvest. In three years, the Reapers will show their hand. You alone have been granted a second chance for some unknown reason. Instead, you have woken up in your old apartment on the Citadel. You are from the year 2186 CE, a man who should have, but ultimately did not, die. You know the steep parity that the Reapers are so very capable of. The dates are wrong, but idly you surmise that perhaps this is a chance to make changes for the better.Īfter all, you've suffered and seen what the Reapers have done. That did not suffer Cerberus, or even Saren.not yet. Earth, Palaven, Thessia, hundreds worlds devastated and their populations turned into so much organic slime to birth more Reapers.Įven as you place a shaking hand on the rail of the balcony, you remember that this is a Citadel that did not suffer the devastation of the Reapers here.
What will happen.Īlmost everything that virtually everyone knows about the Reaper War.
But what you do know is what is going to happen.
You don't know how the hell you ended up here, right now.
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