Skeev of Clan Urdnot

Skeev having to deal with a masochist.

Thu, 29 Mar 2012 02:53:55 -0400

“…did I hear you correctly, Miss?” is all Skeev could say, in horror.

“Oh my god, giving a nice spank gets my wet in a heartbeat!” the Asari woman said, while talking to Skeev on Omega.

“A…spank? Uh, nice to know.” Skeev replied awkwardly, sipping at his Brandy.

“Mmmm…nothing wrong with using whips and chains, either…” the Asari woman grinned, tracing a finger up his neck.

“Do you own a torture chamber, or something?” Skeev finished saying, followed by another drink.

“Torture? …sounds perfect, dear. Want to come along?” the temptress asked, slowly moving her hand lower.

Skeev stood up, looking at the Asari woman, dumbfounded.

“The fuck are you talking about!?” Skeev bellowed, glaring.

The woman smacked Skeev across the face, grinning. “You talk like I do, baby, now come on. I’m sure we’ll have some fun…”

“Some fun? What are you talking about?” Skeev asked, still confused as hell.

“Having sex, silly. I know how to make my clients submit…” the Asari masochist winked, walking over to Skeev.

“Fuuuuuuuck that! God, you’re even more strange than a damned Salarian. I’m getting outta here.”

Skeev got out of there as quick as he could, and thought to himself, “What kind of woman is pleasured by pain during intercourse!? Fuck, this place gets weirder and weirder every damned day.”

Skeev losing an arm in battle, and being forced to resign from the Aeneid.

Thu, 29 Mar 2012 02:35:31 -0400

“AGH!” was the only thing that escaped Skeev’s mouth, before the giant Reaper shot it’s cannon at a building, sending it down, a giant piece of concrete crushing Skeev’s arm. Just like that, Skeev started slipping in and out of consciousness. Before long, he was passed out.

Skeev woke up in the Medical Bay, still groggy from excessive pain killers and medi-gel. He saw Issa sitting at the desk, doing paperwork.

“Hey, Issa, what the hell happened?” Skeev asked, staring at the doctor.

“Look at your right arm, dummy.”

Skeev glanced down at his right arm, which was no longer there. His arm had to be amputated, since it could not be saved. This cannot be happening, he thought. Skeev was right handed, for god sake.

“What happened to my arm, dammit!?” Skeev bellowed, looking at the stump protruding from his shoulder.

“That giant slab of concrete crushed it, breaking damn near every bone in it. The only way to save you was to amputate it. On the bright side, you don’t have another aneurysm, at least.” Issa replied, still looking at his documents. The Medical Bay doors than opened, and Vorcin entered the room.

“Skeev, I hate to break the news to you, but with your condition…you must resign from the Aeneid, and return to Tuchanka.”

“No…this cannot be happening…doctor, tell him I’m okay!” Skeev cried out.

“You have to leave, Skeev, I’m sorry.” Issa said, regrettably.

With nothing else to say, Skeev got up from his bed in the Medical Bay, and exited, taking an elevator down to the Shuttle Bay.

Skeev learns his son survives the genophage, but doesn't survive much else.

Thu, 29 Mar 2012 02:23:57 -0400

Skeev yawned, waking up from his slumber. Rubbing his eyes, he slowly inched out of bed to get dressed. Asha heard him, which woke her up.

“Skeev? The cure…I think it worked.” Asha said softly, lightly smiling.

“…I’m going to be a father?” Skeev replied, somewhat shocked.

“Yes, and I’m proud to be your child’s mother, Urdnot Skeev.”

Skeev was happy for the first time in centuries. Unfortunately, he was unaware of his child’s future, and the fate of his new family.

Skeev in some show of Machismo with Wrex

Thu, 29 Mar 2012 02:08:15 -0400

“Wrex, just because you have more scars than I do, doesn’t mean you’re more “macho.” Skeev shouted, balling his fists.

“Heh heh. Come on, brother. Shepard doesn’t even know who you are. What makes you think that you’re more macho than I am?” Wrex replied, shaking his head.

“Watch and learn.”

Skeev took off his battle armor, flexing his “muscles” and doing poses, like a bodybuilder.

“Hahahaha! Skeev, you look like a fucking pyjak!”

Wrex then did something of his own. He lifted a very huge boulder over his head, smashing it against a wall, followed by a muscle flex, all while in his suit.

“Fuck you, brother! I can do that too!”

Skeev takes some time to put his armor on, then picks up a boulder even bigger, smashing it against the same wall.

“What now, Wrex?” Skeev smirked, flipping him the bird.

By now, a crowd had surrounded the two, cheering them on. Wreav pushed through the crowd, joining the large circle with his two brothers.

“My fellow Urdnot! Clearly, I am the most masculine of these two!” Wreav shouted, confidently.

The whole crowd burst out laughing.

Skeev's first meeting with his eventual wife.

Thu, 29 Mar 2012 01:52:58 -0400

Skeev was on his usual routine, practicing his biotics on Tuchanka. Wrex called him on his omni-tool, and told him that he was requested to meet a Krogan female at the port. Surprised, he stopped training, and made haste for the space port.

As he arrived, he saw the female standing there, guarded by two Salarian soldiers.

“What are you doing on our planet, Salarian?” Skeev asked one of the soldiers.

“We have come to deliver this female. She has requested to see you personally. We are not sure why.” the soldier replied.

“Uh…thanks, I guess. Now get outta here.”

The soldiers dismissed themselves, returning to their ship. The female approached Skeev, eying him up and down.

“You must be Skeev of Clan Urdnot. My name shall be unknown to you, for now.”

“Alright, slow down. I haven’t seen a Krogan female in a long time. Who are you, and why have you requested my presence?” Skeev responded, quirking an “eyebrow”.

“…My name is Asha. The Salarians have injected a possible cure of the Genophage into my blood. They want me to… “test” the cure, so I thought that I would “test” it with an honorable Krogan.” Asha exclaimed, not changing the steady tone of her voice.

Skeev chuckled. “Heh heh heh…I don’t mind that.”

thesovietcanadian: femshep: spruebox: That’s just horrible,...

Thu, 29 Mar 2012 01:23:43 -0400

thesovietcanadian:

femshep:

spruebox:

That’s just horrible, LOL!

OMFG

LOL

Reblogging it again, just because.

Skeev after his first kill.

Wed, 28 Mar 2012 01:55:43 -0400

The arena doors slammed shut as soon as Skeev entered. With his 240 degree peripheral vision, he scanned the area around him. Wearing only a loincloth, he held a spear in his hand. Skeev was only 20 earth years old.

“We will see if you are worthy to be born under Clan Urdnot, just like your brothers, Wrex and Wreav!” a voice bellowed.

Suddenly, a second Krogan came out from hiding. No older than Skeev, he also had a spear and loincloth.

“Which one of you will come out on top, to be Clan Urdnot’s next Krogan warrior!? Skeev, or Kyrog?” the voice said, before finally blowing the horn, prompting the two to fight.

Kyrog charged at Skeev, his spear pointed towards him. Skeev jumped out of the way, being scratched on the cheek by the spear. Shaking it off, Skeev charged at Kyrog, headbutting him in the chest, sending both Krogan’s to the ground. Sitting on top of Kyrog, Skeev slammed his fists into Kyrog’s face multiple times, before being rolled over. Skeev covered his face with his arms, blocking the punches. This went on for minutes, each of the Krogan rolling each other around on the ground, until one of the Krogan stood up.

Skeev stood before the almost unconscious Kyrog, who was begging for mercy. Skeev picked up his spear, which was laying on the ground beside him.

“There is no mercy in the arena. Only blood!” Skeev growled before sending the spear through Kyrog, who was killed as the spear went through his chest.

“You have proven yourself worthy, Skeev! You will now be known as Skeev of Clan Urdnot!” was the final thing Skeev, who was covered in cuts and bruises, heard before exiting the arena.

Skeev gets hit by a car.

Wed, 28 Mar 2012 01:26:14 -0400

“What the hell are we doing on Earth, anyways?” Skeev asked, seeming annoyed.

“Duty calls. You’re all on shore leave until I’m done here.” Vorcin replied, not saying another word.

“Whatever, I’m going to explore this area. Want to come, Silas?”

Silas scoffed. “Might as well, there’s shit all to do right now, anyways.”

Skeev and Silas made their way down a sidewalk in Vancouver, British Columbia. This was Skeev’s first time on Earth, and the amount of humans made him sick.

“Ugh, look at all these damned humans.” Skeev muttered, nearing the edge of the sidewalk.

“Keep it down! You’re probably the only Krogan on this planet right now! They aren’t too fond of your race, you know.” Silas replied, hiding a smirk.

“Shut up, Tur-” Skeev was cut off by a vehicle colliding head on with him in the middle of the street. Skeev stumbled back a few feet, almost falling over.

“The fuck was that!?” Skeev bellowed, about to pull out his shotgun, staring at the mangled wreck of the car.

Silas burst out laughing. “You were hit by a Human vehicle!”

Skeev looked at the person trying to climb out of the driver side seat, then down at his armor. The armor was dented badly in the middle, and cracked near his pelvis. Skeev then walked over to the car, ripping the driver side door off, and pulled the human out.

“What makes you think you will get away with this, human!?” Skeev shouted into the man’s face.

“I-I-I’m sorry, Krogan-sir! It was an accident, I swear!”

“Get out of here!” Skeev growled, pushing the man onto the asphalt. Silas, still laughing, looked at Skeev.

“You destroyed that human’s car!” Silas exclaimed, pointing at the smashed front end of the car, which was caved in near the middle, where Skeev was hit. “Only that thick skull of yours could have done such a thing!”

“Shut the hell up, Silas, or I’ll throw you in front of the next vehicle I see.”

Vorcin then commed the two of them. “Alright crew, your shore leave is finished. Back to the Aeneid.”

Burning Without The Pain

Tue, 27 Mar 2012 02:25:48 -0400

The crew was assaulting the Cerberus base, looking for the Illusive Man. Skeev charged through soldier after soldier, killing many. Yet, Skeev felt no different. After everything that has happened recently, why bother to feel any emotion? Killing Cerberus soldiers felt just like killing a bug. No pain, no remorse, no regrets. Ever since his family was murdered, he felt nothing inside. The only thing he felt, was that Cerberus needed to be stopped, once and for all, and he wasn’t going to let emotions get in his way.

Bend, Refuse To Break

Tue, 27 Mar 2012 02:07:43 -0400

Everything that was happening lately was starting to take its tole on Skeev. The death of his family, the Reapers, the Genophage. But no, Skeev would not break. He was strong, and had a lot to fight for. Avenging his family, defeating the Reaper threat and saving the galaxy. He had to stay focused, and complete his task. Vorcin didn’t want a Krogan who would not be able to fight, and keep his sanity. Skeev was not weak, nor would he ever be.

Besides, there is no such thing as a weak Krogan.

Revenge.

Tue, 27 Mar 2012 01:34:24 -0400

Tears of sorrow and rage ran down his face. Skeev stood in the doorway of his home, his wife and son lying on the ground in front of him, dead. Skeev ran over to their bodies, getting down on one knee, softly touching his wife and son’s face’s.

“Cerberus….I’m going to kill ALL OF YOU!” he bellowed at the top of his lungs, grabbing his M-300 Claymore, storming out of the door. Looking at the ground, he saw human footprints. Skeev sprinted as fast as he could, following the footprints in the dry, Tuchanka dirt.

Suddenly, a group of Cerberus assault troopers and a Centurion stood before him. Skeev slowed to a walk, staring daggers into one of their eyes.

Skeev roared with anger, charging into the group. The Centurion and an Assault Trooper fell back, as the other two brought out their assault rifles. In an instant, Skeev sent the back of his hand into one of the soldier’s face, and his foot into the other soldier’s kneecap. As the soldier with a broken knee crumpled to the ground, Skeev pointed his Claymore at the face of the backhanded soldier, pulling the trigger. The two soldiers who were knocked back screamed in fear as they saw their squadmate’s head get blown to pieces.

“WHICH ONE OF YOU KILLED MY FAMILY!?” Skeev shouted, pointing his shotgun at the two soldier’s who lay on the ground, scared to move.

“I-it was me, I’m so sorry!” the Centurion said, weakness and sorrow in his voice.

Skeev instantly ripped the helmet off the Centurion, sending both his thumbs into the Centurion’s eyeballs. The Centurion screamed in pain as Skeev’s claws dug through his eyeholes, before finally killing him.

The remaining Assault Trooper got up, and tried to run away, in shock.

“NO!”

Skeev chased after him, tackling the Cerberus trooper to the ground. Skeev then proceeded to bash the soldier’s head into the ground as hard as he could, until the soldier went limp. Skeev stood up, covered in blood, as he looked over the mess he created. Skeev walked back to his house, to see his family one last time.

The sound of a shovel hitting soil sounded through the air. Skeev proceeded to dig two graves for his murdered family, each six feet deep. Each wrapped in a rug, Skeev laid his wife and son the two holes.

“Goodbye, Asha. Goodbye, Kyg. I love you both. I’ll defeat the Reapers for you.”

Skeev covered up the holes in the ground, and walked back to the dropship, going back up to The Aeneid.

Skeev.

Tue, 27 Mar 2012 01:06:52 -0400

Clan Urdnot was home to the best of all Krogan. They thought of themselves as the best of the best, overthrowing Clan Weyrloc in terms of power. This is the truth. Clan Urdnot is home to Wrex, Wreav, and Skeev. Wrex and Skeev were the only two remaining Battlemaster’s in the clan. These three were all blood brothers, intimidating all other Krogan. A force to be reckoned with, they were almost unstoppable.

Skeev was trained to be an unstoppable death machine. Ever since he was able to walk on two legs, he was fighting, just like his other two brothers, Wrex and Wreav. Unlike his brothers, however, he found a fertile female, even though the Genophage was going on. He had his own family, something very few Krogan could say.

Wrex and Wreav have both met Emilia Shepard, who both thought that she was the most admirable human in the galaxy. Unfortunately, Skeev never got the chance. Instead, he is part of a crew similar to Shepard’s. Not as well known, but equally powerful. He was honored to be part of this crew, to take on the Reapers. He represented his whole Krogan race by being with this group. He wouldn’t let Clan Urdnot down.

Asha, his wife, was proud of her husband. Skeev would not let her down, either. He promised to return to her, and his unborn son, Kyg, after those “Reaper pyjak’s” were dealt with once and for all. Except, there was only one thing.

Skeev would beat himself up every night for leaving his wife and son, back home on Tuchanka. Blood Pack were running rampant everywhere, and he just up and left, leaving his family in danger. “We’ll be fine, Skeev.” is what his wife told him.

But she was wrong.