i wanna tell you a story. ain't got no characters in it but me. i wanna sing you a sad song. most of it i don't expect you to believe. it starts off just the whiskey and wine, miles of travel and some real good times. but it ends in a dark corridor, and there ain't no windows and there ain't no doors.
5th-Feb-2020 11:11 pm
This is a reference post for Brady's support dialogues. In order to reflect my decision to play him as an only child, the conversations where he's the son of either Chrom or Robin/My Unit (and thus Lucina/Morgan's sibling and Owain's cousin) won't be included in this post. I also default to playing him without any romantic attachments, but his Rank S supports with the second generation girls will be included for my convenience should that kind of development occur in a meme/game/PSL.
Morgan: Braaaaaady... Brady-Brady! Brady: Ugh, not her again... Morgan: What? Why are you running?! Waaait for meeeeee! ...Ha-hah! Caught ya! Brady: Gah! What is with you, you crazy dame?! Morgan: I brought you a very special gift today! Brady: Eh?! Morgan: The perfect panacea for the 90-pound weakling! Ambrosia to the anemic! All in the latest thrilling installment of Morgan's Adventures in Nutrition! Brady: What, uh... What IS that red sludgy muck, exactly? Morgan: Lifeblood drained from a fell viper! It's sure to put the sheen back in your scales! Brady: Swear to Naga, if you get that stuff near me, I'll give ya what for! Morgan: But wait! There's more! Ta-daaah! Check it out! Bear gizzards! Put the stuff of bears in you! It's gotta be strong because, hey, BEARS! ...Am I right?! Brady: No way I'm touching that, neither! Morgan: Aww, no need to be shy just because they're exotic delicacies. This one's on the house! Brady: That ain't what I'm worried about! And stay back! Stay ba—lrghlrghlrgh?! Morgan: There's a nice Brady. Drink up now! Every...last...drop. Ooh, yeah! Feel those supercharged bear guts slip down the ol' gullet! And don't forget to wash it down with a tall glass of snake! Mmm, taste that predator! Brady: B-B-BLEAAARGLE! *cough* *hack!* Morgan: Well? Does it feel like it's working? Brady: *Cough* Even if it did, it ain't gonna work THAT fast! And just where do you get off thinkin' you can just— Huh? Morgan: Hmm? Brady? Something wrong? Brady: Wh-What? What's going on?! I feel... I feel power welling up inside me! It's floodin' every inch of my body! Morgan: Now that's what I call fast acting! Brady: Amazing! I feel...healthy. Weirdly healthy! My body's not used to feeling this spry! This is... Wow! This feels incredible! Uh, thanks, Morgan. Really, thanks! I, uh... I guess I was wrong about you... Morgan: You're welcome! Brady: Hey, uh...sorry for all the hullabaloo earlier, yeah? I got all hung up on thinking you was a spy or something. What a loon I was! Morgan: Aw, everybody makes mistakes! Don't even worry about it. Brady: Well, if you're sure, then thanks. But boy howdy, you really do live in your own world, don't you? Guess all the goofball antics and meddling is sincere. You really do mean well! Morgan: Of course! I may not have my memories, but I can still be myself, and that's just who I am! At least, I'm pretty sure? Ha ha ha! Who knows, right? Oh, I slay me! Brady: Heh, you're one crazy number, Morg. But, yeah...in a good way.
Edited 2013-11-04 06:18 pm (UTC)