Poor Mark Meer, dude is awesome, positively hilarious. I mean he's Jethan, the elven prostitute in 2 and Ollie the orphan in the alienage in origins, but somehow they decided MaleShep should be dull or with almost no emotion. I picked up Baldur's Gate:EE and adore Rasaad and Baeloth as well. I kinda want him to voice…

I prefer the Dragon Age approach of friendship rivalry. It felt more realistic than either everyone likes or is terrified of you.

I love funny Hawke. "Aren't you going to offer me some?"

They call him a wimp. Don't ask me. But because he's a beta male he's this perfect example that the only reason guys aren't getting all the girls they want isn't because they aren't alphas, and boy does that piss them off. Having written both Alistair and Fenris I give a thumbs up to Gaider knowing what women, and gay…

The MRA crowd HAAAATTE Alistair. As do a ton of fanboys. I use him to gauge whether or not I can stand a guy.

"And swooping is bad"

No one should have to see the little creature.

I don't trust anything that can't bleed for a week and not die. What a weakling.

My husband's taken up knitting recently, making scarves for himself and me as well as presents for Christmas. Everyone assumes I made them, though yarn is my mortal enemy. #humblebrag

Huckabee's right, my libido destroyed both New York and Tokyo before it could be stopped.

I made it a rule that I have 50:50 for all my books. It's surprisingly harder to do than one thinks. Once you get over 30% female it feels like it's nothing but women. Society's programming is hard to break at times.

If you have no idea how to write women, write a male character then change the name and pronouns. Look at that, your female characters became people. It's magic!

Ah fat talk. It's terrible...if skinny women do it. But fatty fat women need to be told they're fat all the time until they're not fat. I'm just worried about your health.

Faith, love and hop. And the greatest of these is hop. So they'd hop everywhere. Soup night was the worst.

I thought it was just his singing voice was Donny Osmond.

I was walking my dog in the middle of the afternoon. It was a surprisingly warm day for spring so I noticed an old lady wearing a heavy red coat walking down the end of the path of the park and wondered how she wasn't baking.

Am, am I going mad or are there straight lines in the letters? Is this one of those Emperor's New Clothes things?

My rule is to never interact with a guy who calls women "females." It has served me well.

This one killed me perhaps the most from the cheery lobotomized mom brigade

I used to be so damn certain I couldn't play FPS. Most of it being that old canard that even if a girl does game, girl's still can't do FPS I fear.