Passing through a corridor on the Citadel, you are suddenly knocked into something large and padded. Turning sharply, you're face to face with the fattest Turian you've ever seen. Every part of him is flabby and bloated, from his round, sagging belly to thick, padded limbs. His rounded face would be unrecognizable, were it not for distinctive blue markings and scarring- unbelievably, it's Garrus Vakarian.

The turian huffs, chuckling nervously. "Sorry about that, I didn't see you there."