#Aerrin Ryder

[albinoshepard]

[GMV] "The Flight" a Tempest Tribute / Mass Effect Andromeda

I'm a little late, but in my defense I was preparing THIS, and since it's my first REAL game music video it took me a while to put it together, but I have to say I'm satisfied with the result. I've been wanting to make a video like this for a long time. All those GB of recordings from the PlayStation weren't in vain. 🥹

Enjoy the flight!

N7 Month Challenge 2023

Day #03: Flight

Prompt List - @n7month

🎮 Cᴀᴘᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴏɴ PʟᴀʏSᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ 4 ℹ️ Cʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ YᴏᴜCᴜᴛ ᴀᴘᴘ

[esthar]

«We'll talk later. I'm unhappy with us right now.»

DAMN JAAL! 💔 That's hurting me much more than Garrus' calibrations! 😭

[pathfinderslog]

Liam: Is that sound coming from below?

Ryder: Uhm... alien gods of the underworld?

Liam: Don't say that.

Ryder: I think it's machinery. You can feel the vibration.

Liam: The scale of all this... who built it?

Ryder: Alien gods!

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA: HABITAT 7

One of my favourite funny moment of the game.

[albinoshepard]

SORRY!! I'M LATE!

But now I want to do this challenge with my new tumblr.

I've so many days to recover, but I'll do my best!

N7 Month 2021

We present to you the N7 Month Challenge 2021!

You are welcome to complete this challenge with fanfic, fanart, videos, edits or whatever else you can come up with. Both Original Trilogy and Andromeda content is welcome!

Tag your contribution with #n7month or send it to us via submit box or messenger

free for all, no need to sign up, no pressure

(Edit: Had a mixup with Day 29 - Prompt is meant to be Sun not “Mon”)

Starting November 1st

Day 1    Rebirth

Day 2    Sushi

Day 3    Eden Prime

Day 4    Date

Day 5    Illusive

Day 6    Trust

Day 7    FREE SPACE

Day 8    Ancient

Day 9    Forgotten

Day 10    Duty

Day 11    Crucible

Day 12    Water

Day 13    Food

Day 14    Rain

Day 15    Leader

Day 16    Child

Day 17    Hamster

Day 18    Snow

Day 19    Sky

Day 20    Despoina

Day 21    Struggle

Day 22    Memory

Day 23    Fish

Day 24    Horizon

Day 25    Justice

Day 26    Rest

Day 27    Enlist

Day 28    Dance

Day 29    Sun

Day 30    Connection

[albinoshepard]

Alec Ryder.

A veteran galactic explorer.

He enlisted as an Alliance soldier at a young age and was immediately distinguished by his great skills. For this reason he was chosen as a member of the special task force that took part in the historic journey through the Charon mass relay. He and the rest of the crew, led by Jon Grissom, were the first humans to explore the unknown beyond the Solar System. It's thanks to their heroic deeds that humanity has been able to expand and flourish in the Galaxy, and without their efforts we would never have gotten this far.

Back on Earth, Alec Ryder would go on to further prove his mettle. His experience and his determination have made him a perfect candidate for a new special training, later be known as the N7 Program, solidifying himself as one of the first members of Alliance military's elite. Few people can boast this title and he's been a beacon and inspiration for many of them. He later gave maximum proof of this value by fighting on the front lines during the First Contact War, which reached its peak during the siege of Shanxi.

Yet few in humanity remember his deeds. His controversial AI research and experimentation, illegal under Council law, resulted in a dishonorable discharge from the Alliance military and his memory was discredited. He later found himself fighting a lone battle, but in spite of his disgrace he did never give up, and it was thanks to his project that he was chosen to lead the Andromeda Initiative alongside Jien Garson. Without the SAM technology we could not have guaranteed a future for all species in this Galaxy.

But above of all of this… he was my father.

I owe him everything. I wouldn't be here now without him. The things my father taught me made me a better woman and the Pathfinder you needed most. I hope my father knows that the seeds he sowed are still growing. He showed me how it feels to feel the sky within my reach and I always will remember all the strength he gave to me. I'll keep a part of him with me and everywhere I am, there he'll be.

He will never be forgotten.

Once he said that when his time came, he wanted to go out among stars no one had seen before. Somewhere... there's a star that's shining so bright that I can see him smile. Thanks dad, for everything.

N7 Month 2022 - Day #03: Veteran

Taken from the speech given by the human Pathfinder Aerrin Ryder at the inauguration of the memorial to Alec Ryder on Habitat 7, now known as Ryder-I in his honor.

🎶 Things My Father Said - Black Stone Cherry

[pathfinderslog]

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA : THE TEMPEST - Interiors

[pathfinderslog]

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA: EOS - PROMISE AND RESILIENCE

«They didn't have a Pathfinder.» «They do now. We'll make Eos a home.»

[pathfinderslog]

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA: THE INITIATIVE LEADERS Dealing with them gives me headaches.

[pathfinderslog]

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA: HABITAT 7 Hard landing on the surface and the happy [?] ending.

[pathfinderslog]

Day #05

The Nexus. Docking area. Departure.

🎶 (Ghost) Riders in the Sky - Johnny Cash

As I imagined... I couldn't sleep last night. I don't think two hours of sleep are enough time for someone to be considered "rested". Any doctor would have something to say about that.

It's always been like this, ever since I was a child. Before a departure for any trip, I become excited as a squirrel on caffeine and sleep it's completely out of the question. Before any academic trip, before an Alliance exercise, before a new mission, even before Hyperion's departure from the Milky Way, I didn't sleep a wink. Dr. T'Perro had to give me a double dose of sedatives in order to put me into cryostasis.

And so, an hour before departure, I was ready, waiting for the spaceship to attrack at the dock, in my Initiative uniform and a simple backpack with the bare essentials (well, it's not like they let us bring many things on the Ark, but I always traveled light anyway). I started pacing back and forth to try and calm my frazzled nerves, but the only result I got was to unnecessarily feed my anxiety. I was alone with my thoughts for too long and the doubts returned to keep me company, pushing me to look for a way out, a way to transfer Pathfinder's authority to Cora, to remove this sword of Damocles from my consciousness.

She should have been here instead of me, she was dad's second in command, she was personally trained by him, you could almost say she was born for this. Hell! She spent more time with my father in the last years than I did in my entire life. It's clear as day that she's the daughter he always wanted and he's also much more than a mentor in her eyes. No use hiding it, you can see it in her face! When she nostalgically recounts the missions they went on together, her eyes sparkle with admiration, and her voice has already betrayed more than once the fact that she is more in mourning for his death than I will ever be.

Lost as I was in the swirling flow of my thoughts, I almost hit her with an energy-charged fist when she brushed against my shoulder to call out to me, causing me to wince. Luckily, she's a significantly more trained biotic than I am, which allowed her to dodge the blow with extreme ease and carelessness. I mumbled something trying to apologize, but she kept talking as if absolutely nothing had happened.

The ship was ready.

I didn't have much time to process this information, because in the meantime I had already felt it: a shiver that shakes your shoulders, the tingling of static electricity that begins to saturate the air making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, and then that rumble that vibrates your eardrums, making your heart shake in your chest. Growing up on the Citadel allows you to admire every kind of ship ever built by a living being, and for someone the chaotic traffic of Council space could almost make them nauseous. But for me, admiring a spaceship, especially in the takeoff or the landing, is always a unique thrill.

And that's how she appeared in front of my eyes: the Tempest. - My ship. - A Pathfinder's ship.

She's smaller than a standard Alliance frigate, but that's what makes her perfect for the exploration and scouting missions we have to face in the new galaxy. On board she has everything we need for study and research: technical and scientific laboratories, a tactical room, a well-stocked infirmary, adequate accommodations and even a private cabin for me!

Welcoming us on the dock was a turian, Vetra Nyx, who introduced herself as a "Initiative wrangler, provisioner, gunner, and everything in between". So... a smuggler, basically, but this is hardly the time to be picky. - New galaxy, new rules, new lives. - Besides... It was mostly thanks to her that they were able to get the ship ready in no time. Well, thanks to her and the rest of the crew, who kept themselves ready to go at any moment, as soon as a Pathfinder arrived at the Nexus to begin its mission of space exploration.

In this case: me.

The ship was built to SAM's specifications, designed to respond directly to the commands of a Pathfinder and its supporting AI. That's why she's special. There were others, of course, but they were all destroyed when the Nexus collided with the Scourge. The only one remained is the Tempest - so, she's truly one of a kind!

The one who performed this little big miracle is Gil Brodie, our all-in-one mechanic, the chief engineer who keeps the Tempest and its ODSY engine in perfect shape. The one in charge of making her dance among the stars is the pilot Kallo Jackt, decidedly affable and very friendly for a salarian, even if he retains that hyperactive and touchy manner typical of his peers. At his side, on the bridge, is Suvi Anwar, the brilliant scientist who will be in charge of the research and discoveries that we will carry out on board the Tempest, in collaboration with the asari Dr. Lexi T'Perro, an expert in alien anatomy, who will take care of the health and welfare of the crew, and any other living being that crosses our path.

Dr. Harry Carlyle, initially assigned to the original Pathfinder team, should have left with us, but after the bad experience of Habitat 7 he preferred to stay ashore, like many others, too debilitated or shocked to continue further. Only Liam Kosta has joined us, and Cora Harper has remained at my side as my second-in-command, as she should have done with my father. I hope there will be no tensions between us, but so far she has shown amazing coolness and professionality. Two qualities that will serve me well as I face the unknown.

Everyone seems to have a predetermined place and function, like well-oiled cogs. The only one who continues to seem out of place is me, but it's useless to keep thinking about it.

By now the ship has sailed. There's no turning back.

Next stop: Habitat 1 - Eos.

[pathfinderslog]

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA: THE NEXUS «Hope's in short supply here. What little we can find should have a chance to bloom.»

[pathfinderslog]

Day #10

Tempest. Pathfinder's quarters. On the way to Eos.

🎶 Whatever it Takes - Imagine Dragons

As we can't use mass relays for the shifts between a system to another, like we'd have done in the Milky Way, in the Andromeda Galaxy we have to rely only on ours spaceships engines. Travel times are getting longer, but fortunately the Tempest is the fastest and most agile ship of the Initiative, so we are able to reach Habitat 1 in less than a week. We probably would have been able to get there sooner if Kallo hadn't had to make numerous evasive maneuvers to escape the Scourge's offshoots along the way.

In about 26 hours we will reach the Pytheas system and by then it shouldn't take long to reach the planet.

In these days I have had the opportunity to explore the ship from stern to bow and every corner has managed to enchant me. There is really everything you need to analyze and study all that Andromeda will offer us: flora, fauna, artifacts, new technologies! I even have a private cabin! (I've already said this, right?)

I also got to know the crew. If we need to work together for the good of us all we must do it well, as a team, and the best way to do this is to get to know each other.

First of all I need to know the on board crew: the pilot, the mechanic, the scientist, the doctor. They are essential support figures, without which it would not be possible to complete any mission. They keep the Tempest ready for the action and 100% efficient and take care of analyzing the samples we bring on board, they maintain active communications with the Nexus and they take care of coordinating the informations between my team and those of the leaders of the Initiative.

Gil tried to explain to me in the most elementary words possible how the engine works, which reproduces the ODSY of the arks on a smaller scale. Something related to the static energy accumulated while traveling and used to recharge the ship itself. I do not know. He tried hard, but I've never been good with technicalities. I prefer practice to theory.

Kallo, on the other hand, told me some curious anecdotes about his creation. He was part of the team in charge of designing and building the Tempest in the Milky Way and he left with her aboard the Nexus to follow her footsteps, while the rest of the group stayed behind. In a certain way it's like if he is a living legacy of the past. Couldn't have nothing better, after all, he was the testing pilot, he practiced with her a lot so he knows how she works.

The most curious thing, which both confirmed to me, is that the Tempest's cloacking system is based from the technical specifications of the Normandy SR-1's IES stealth system, but I know for sure that those projects are covered by military secrecy, so I don't understand how the Initiative could get their hands on them. Maybe my father has something to do with it? Maybe some of his old contacts in the N7? What else are you hiding from me, old man? AH! Damn! I wish I had you here now so I can choke you with my hands!

I still hold a grudge against my father for what he did to me.

Don't get me wrong, I am grateful to him for saving my life, but I also wish he hadn't burdened me with this HUGE responsibility. Fortunately, SAM has shown himself to be an excellent support several times, often also emotional, in certain ways, while not being able to show any emotion. Even if he's very sophisticated, he's still an AI, but sharing my father's body and mind for years has allowed him to share with me thoughts able to clarify many of my doubts about him and the relationship he had with us: me, Scott and even mum.

The more time passes, the more I feel I can do it!

This sense of oppression is gradually fading, and I must also thank the rest of my team for this.

Lexi now demands that I have a psychoanalysis session every day, arguing that it's essential to deal with mourn, and I, even if reluctantly, let her do it, because I am sure that my tangled mind is an interesting subject of study for her.

With Suvi we had some interesting scientific discussions, she showed me the results of the researches conducted so far by the Nexus and she passed me all the data of what we know so far about the Scourge. She is ... strange ... I thought I was strange, but she manages to be extremely intelligent and at the same time tremendously naive. She is convinced that behind the creation of the cosmos there is the hand of a god. Well, who am I to contradict her? Everyone is free to believe in what they want, as long as it doesn't interfere with their work.

Liam and Cora are helping me with the reports to send to the Nexus and together we analyze strategies and tactics to use to better prepare ourselves for what we have to face on Eos. Liam's experience with the Crisis Unit is proving particularly useful in this context of uncertainty, where anything that can go wrong surely will. And Cora, well, I understand why dad chose her as his second-in-command: she was part of a team of Asari Commando, Thessia's military and biotic combat excellence, backed by centuries of tactics and experience.

And then there is Vetra.

To have a smuggler's past she is very honest and crystal clear. I enjoy spending time with her. She is a tough girl who grew up alone, away from Palaven and the rest of the turian hierarchy (and I don't know how bad that can be), with a younger sister to raise, Sid. She told me what happened to the Nexus in the months before the arrival of the Hyperion: the clash with the Scourge, the chaos, the mutiny, the expulsion of the exiles, the failure of the first outposts. But she also told me amusing anecdotes, such as when she began retrieving special components for Kesh in the Milky Way - once, twice, three, four times - until she found out about the existence of the Andromeda Initiative and joined her in this undertaking, hoping for a better future - like many of us.

Sometimes, if I need to let off steam, I go to see her down in the hangar and she is willing to listen to me and my problems. On the contrary, she does not really like talking about herself, I have understood this by now, but I know how to be very patient, as well as very curious, and I am sure that sooner or later she too will confide in me. For the moment, I'm just happy to gossip with her about Addison's and Tann's.

[pathfinderslog]

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA: THE TEMPEST

The ship, the crew. Exploring the unknown. Let's do this!

[pathfinderslog]

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA : PROLOGUE The arrival of the Ark Hyperion in the Heleus cluster.

[pathfinderslog]

Day #01

Andromeda Galaxy. Heleus cluster. Year 2819 CE

🎶 Gone Away - Five Finger Death Punch

«We’ve made it.»

And it’s all a fuckin’ mess.

«First five minutes in Andromeda and we’re already crashing the car.»

We’ve crushed the ark into some sort of dark energy cloud, blasting the systems. And thanks to that, now Scott is in a coma. Habitat 7, our “New Earth”, is a bust, a concentrate of static electricity and toxic air, and our first encounter with new aliens made the First Contact War pass like a simple skirmish between neighbors.

Our pathfinder is dead - Dad... he’s gone.

And the Nexus, which was supposed to be the beating heart of our new galactic community, is just a bunch of frightened and disorganized people. - Oh, and we're the first ark they've seen in over a year! - The other arks are missing, and so their pathfinders. The “golden worlds” are not even made of silver, and now everyone is expecting me to fix all this shit!

Me. The new Pathfinder of the Ark Hyperion.

Thanks dad. Thank you very much. A really nice farewell gift!

It was supposed to be a new start for our family.

The three of us, together, in a new galaxy, discovering new worlds and new civilizations. - You promised it. - You promised you'd take us with you on one of your adventures. Instead you left and left us alone. Like you always did.

You've never been there for us.

When mom was sick, you only thought about your research on artificial intelligence. You even got yourself kicked out of the Alliance for it, you tarnished your reputation and ours. And now I'm also supposed to be doing your job, what you neglected your family - us - for? The one that you've been training for all your life?

What did you come up with your mind?! How could you thought I could live up to it? Of course! I'm the daughter of the great Alec Ryder, everyone expects a lot from me, they expect N7 skills and knowledge, which - oops! - I don’t own! Because I'm a simple biotic support soldier, nothing more.

And now I’m alone. There’s not even Scott by my side, this time.

It’s ok. I’m fine. I'll roll up my sleeves and do the job, as I've always done.

I never needed you, I certainly won't start crying you now.

Welcome to Andromeda, dad. And farewell.

[pathfinderslog]

MASS EFFECT ANDROMEDA: PATHFINDER MISSION TEAM

Enjoying some time with my kickass team.