Undying light

I will light the way through the darkness.

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what do you mean it’s still hot out? it’s the middle of october

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CHICKEN BOMB

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Shopping in Style

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Apollo sniggered at the mention of the twins, turning his gaze from the vegetable on hand to his friend. “Oh, Man! I dunno, the last time those little raccoons stole one of your pies, they never heard the end of it! Maybe that was enough to scare them away but…those Twins are unpredictable, hah!” At the mention of a fruit cake, the Titan mustered up a rather confused look. “Fruit…cake? You mean like…stick a apple or whatever in a cake? I though those things were supposed to be just like- icing or whatever!” His gaze drifted off as he thought of a Ven slapping a pear ontop of a birthday cake. A giggle ensued.

With the interjection from Anslem, his attention was snapped back. “A potato? Thats a funny name, hah! Sounds like toes.” He wiggled his own clawed toes. “Holy moly! This ONE thing is that versatile??” Apollo marveled at the spud one more time before settling it back in the bin, looking over the other squash and turnips wondering if they all could be done the same way. Artemis in the meantime bumped up against Anslem, in comfort after being scolded before leading his friend off to scan a funny looking purple fruit.

“I really had no idea, man. We get like, 2 flavors of goo and they get hundreds of ways just to cook one thing!” He huffed, sulking his shoulders as Ven eyed the seeds. Crunching down, he gave peanut a good pet and smiled. “Guess you feel the same way, huh Peanut? Most of you poor doggies get the same food every day too!!”

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⚡ ;; “Listen, if they touch my pies one more time, serán oración a María con un brazo detrás de la espalda y uno en sus tumbas.” Ven threatened the Twins, even  though they were not there. Venting out at the thought of having to deal  with them, he pushed that scenario to the side for a moment and laughed at Apollo’s curiosity about certain foods. “No, no. Fruit cake you put little dried bits of the fruit inside. If you want. It’s usually around for the holidays though, that’s when most people make it.” He picked up a few apples that were ripe and delicious and put them in the basket.

Peanut looked up at Apollo when he called her name and wagged her tail, thinking she would get a treat or at least a warm pet from him. With the pet given, she was satisfied for a brief moment before she was quickly distracted by the sounds near her and proceeded to sniff new things. “Nah man,” Ven commented, “She’s so spoiled. Rarely I give her normal dog food. I like to cook for her healthy meals and nice things. Isn’t that right my little girly??” Ven knelt down and pet her head and flopped her ears behind her head, only to have her shake her head to put them back in place.

He chuckled and walked to another stand to see other ingredients. “I wonder if I can make a bread that you can eat… I’m sure I can figure out something. I’d love for you to have some too.”

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With the rant on about the twins over, Apollo could help but giggle. “Wow. They really are little heathens aren't they? Hah! Don't worry bud! If they don't stop, either you can unleash hell on em ‘ol warlock style- “The Titan held his hands out, imitating the Stormcaller’s stance and making his own sound effects to boot. “Orrrrrr.. we can tell TM!” He offered, standing back up straight from his little pose. Once told about the fruit cake, Apollo looked even more confused. “So...like...a pie? Isn't that like a flat cake with fruit??? Oh brother, so many different things that sound the same...but thats interesting though! Maybe it’s an excuse for people to say they're eating healthy.” He sniggered, watching Ven tousle Peanut’s ears. 

“I wouldn't doubt it if she’s more spoiled than the Aristocats, dude.” Apollo remarked, stepping out to Ven’s right on the street due to lack of space. “Who, me? Naw, it’s ok man like I said before- I have more fun helping you make it than I could ever have eatin’ it! But I’m sure some of those Exo kids would absolutely love you forever if you could.” He nodded, thoughtfully scratching his chest as he imagined small Exo’s eating those little sandwiches his friend always munched on. 

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Showing my distaste love for Titans. 

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Inspiration for this Iron Song drabble was from The Misty Mountains from The Hobbit series… Original [x] Acappella + Full Song [x]

And so the Lord’s took to arms, but not for battle. No, it was to honor those whose Light had been stolen from them far too early. They honored the Light in life and death, taking in each moment as it breathed life into them. But not all Light could be given the same opportunity to grow, to connect, to flourish. To honor the brave Guardians who fell for a final time, a tradition was made. While The City and its folk carried out their traditions by the Festival of The Lost, the Iron Lords too had their own way of grieving. Each year during the Wolf Moon (January) at the base of the mountain, the Lords and Guardians gathered to pay their respects. During this gathering, each Guardian had their specific class item made, stored on a small raft, and led to drift down a river where its journey would take place and later be collected once it made it to the end. As the items had flowers rested upon it and candles lit by, it would be pushed into the gentle current. Once set to float away, all of the Lords would start a quiet and deep hum that would be picked up among them and the people gathered. The only ones who would be allowed to sing the words of the song would be any Iron Lord present at the time while the Guardians kept quiet or hummed along. This soon became know as the Iron Song and a tradition among the Guardians. However, with the Iron Lords gone for a time, the tradition faded away. But with the rise of new Lords, the tradition might be brought up once again.

The Wolf Moon is the name of the full moon in January, derived from Native American culture. The placing of items on a riverbed  was derived from Viking culture.

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Will you Rise to this fight and stand where the Iron Lords fell?

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Shopping in Style

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“Oh I’m sure you’ll get them finished in time! Especially with us taking a little well earned break time away for a few days..” Apollo trailed off, picking up an odd looking fruit from a neighboring stall, inspecting it a bit before returning it to it’s place. “Those are gonna be some lucky kids, I’ll tell you that! Tell me what some of the things you need are, I’ll help pick ‘em out for you too- or at least try, hah..” The Titan gave a sheepish grin, for as much as he had helped his beloved friend cook, he still knew very little about human-grade foods. Shuffling away from the fruit stall, he moved over next to Ven, careful to avoid entangling himself in Peanut’s leash. Tipping his own hat to the side to better block the sudden outburst of brightness through the slats, he reached up an scratched a feathery audial. 

“You know, I never woulda thought there were so many kinds of little foods like this. After all my time around people, I never really even wondered about their foods…but sheesh! After seeing all the things you make outta things like…” He reached out to grab a errant potato from a bin, and tossed it in his hand. “Just this thing alone! Pretty nifty.”

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⚡ ;; “Yeah, I hope I can though. I think I can do it, but I know The Twins won’t be far off. If they touch my food one more time…” He chuckled, already imagining their faces and cuddly demenor whenever they get caught doing something they should not be doing. “Well, I’m looking for different sort of things to have a nice variety. I plan to make a fruit cale, but that’s for much later.”

He saw Apollo curiously inspect the food and chimed in, “That’s a p–” Ven’s usually pink Ghost, now coated in specs of SIVA interjected, “A potato!! R… Right??” He looked at Ven, hoping he got it right. “Yes, yes. A potato. Anslem, what did I say about interrupting??” He gave his Ghost a quick stare before he looked down for a moment and easing back. “Not to do it… Sorry.”

He flew over to Artemis and scanned whatever new foods he saw. Ven vented out quietly before looking at the food Apollo held. “There’s a lot of things you can do with it… Mash them, boil them, you can even put them in a stew. Sometimes people cut then into long pieces and fry them!! And if they want to get really fancy, they curl them and they remind me of really curly hair. Don’t know what the shape does, but those are the best kind of fries out there.” His attention was taken over by the grain and seeds the next stall had, wondering which he should use them in. Peanut offered her own advice and sniffed the sesame seeds that were overflowing out of a basket, some bits covering the floor for her to smell.

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Apollo sniggered at the mention of the twins, turning his gaze from the vegetable on hand to his friend. “Oh, Man! I dunno, the last time those little raccoons stole one of your pies, they never heard the end of it! Maybe that was enough to scare them away but...those Twins are unpredictable, hah!” At the mention of a fruit cake, the Titan mustered up a rather confused look. “Fruit...cake? You mean like...stick a apple or whatever in a cake? I though those things were supposed to be just like- icing or whatever!” His gaze drifted off as he thought of a Ven slapping a pear ontop of a birthday cake. A giggle ensued.

With the interjection from Anslem, his attention was snapped back. “A potato? Thats a funny name, hah! Sounds like toes.” He wiggled his own clawed toes. “Holy moly! This ONE thing is that versatile??” Apollo marveled at the spud one more time before settling it back in the bin, looking over the other squash and turnips wondering if they all could be done the same way. Artemis in the meantime bumped up against Anslem, in comfort after being scolded before leading his friend off to scan a funny looking purple fruit.

“I really had no idea, man. We get like, 2 flavors of goo and they get hundreds of ways just to cook one thing!” He huffed, sulking his shoulders as Ven eyed the seeds. Crunching down, he gave peanut a good pet and smiled. “Guess you feel the same way, huh Peanut? Most of you poor doggies get the same food every day too!!”

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Painting is hard. Baron for y’all. The Judgement Hood collars look a lot like Warlock jackets don’t you think?

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“Waves of them smashed against our walls, hissing and wailing. But it was the one who stood beyond them, silent and scenting the air, that froze the blood in our veins.”

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Shopping in Style

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⚡ ;; Ven had insisted the two go down to  the City and enjoy the bright day outside rather than off planet. Sure being off planet had its moments of new treasures and stories, but staying home every once in a while had its own perks, too. While it was a chilly day, the sun still hung high above them and let its natural light seep between the cracks of any canopy that covered a stall from the harsh rays. Being well prepared for the weather, Ven decided to be out of his usual Warlock attire and went out with a light sweater rolled to his elbows, loose shorts, and a sunhat as to not be bothered by the brightness. To enjoy their change of routine, Ven’s Dachshund, Peanut, accompanied them in  her own little sweater to make sure she would stay nice and warm as they  maneuvered through the busy streets.

“I hope we can  find everything I need today. I love going out, but I need to have the breads baked by the end of the week the latest.” Ven commented as he browsed through various stalls.

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“Oh I’m sure you’ll get them finished in time! Especially with us taking a little well earned break time away for a few days..” Apollo trailed off, picking up an odd looking fruit from a neighboring stall, inspecting it a bit before returning it to it’s place. “Those are gonna be some lucky kids, I’ll tell you that! Tell me what some of the things you need are, I’ll help pick ‘em out for you too- or at least try, hah..” The Titan gave a sheepish grin, for as much as he had helped his beloved friend cook, he still knew very little about human-grade foods. Shuffling away from the fruit stall, he moved over next to Ven, careful to avoid entangling himself in Peanut’s leash. Tipping his own hat to the side to better block the sudden outburst of brightness through the slats, he reached up an scratched a feathery audial. 

“You know, I never woulda thought there were so many kinds of little foods like this. After all my time around people, I never really even wondered about their foods...but sheesh! After seeing all the things you make outta things like...” He reached out to grab a errant potato from a bin, and tossed it in his hand. “Just this thing alone! Pretty nifty.”

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Don't forget to tag ROI spoilers

Please keep in mind that there are many of us on here who can’t play the new dlc as soon as it comes out, or those who can but still want to avoid any stream feeds if they choose to not watch them. Try to use tags such as tag ROI spoilers or rise of iron spoilers.

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“Hey now! Mystery goo ain’t that bad, especially when thats all ya live on. Back in the day- I don’t know if you drank the Exo stuff back before the, ya know, evacuation and what not?” Cocking his head as if asking a question, he leaned over the edge of the swing, and looked down ad the faded construction stripes still on his knees from his previous life. “That stuff was thick like syrup!! It wasn’t  all bad but…was like oil. Shoot, it probably was at the time. Those humans probably didn’t know exactly what tasted good to us and just whipped up what made us keep a chugging on, hah.” He paused, touching the caution yellow and black designs thinking back to the old days. “But hey-I’m not picky these days, since-ya know.”

Hearing the confession from Ven, Apollo picked up his head and threw his arms to his chest as if struck by cupids bow. He swooned, turning his head all the while giggling and winked back at his friend. “Oh, how did you know! Your heart is truly the only thing that keeps me going!” Blowing a kiss to the other, he giggled once more before leaning back into he swing, causing it to move. “But ah…those little…what are they. Hmm.” Tapping his clawed toes in thought, he called out. “Ah! Those little things you have for breakfast sometimes, Waffles I think? Those always look pretty good.”

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⚡ ;; “Yeah I had to live on that for a while… Food got scarce so any Exo who could survive off of normal Exo fuel got denied any human food. It was fine by me, but I got a little bored of it rather quickly. Then again, I didn’t have that much time to worry about what I ate, had to evacuate civilians ya know??” He laughed at the reaction  Apollo gave and took another bite of his meal, letting the Ghost scan the bitten piece in case anything was there that was concealed by other food bits.

“Oh, waffles??” He said between  bites, “Those are delicious, but pancakes are much better. Warm and fluffy, buttery if you decide to cook it with that, or even  a slight sweetness to it if you’re feeling a little blue that day.” He finished what he had and drank some juice before venting out happily. “I think I’ll make some of that tomorrow, hell I’ll try to make you one or two if I can. I think I could get away with  that.” He nodded slightly to himself as he thought about the various ways of cooking up the black slime that sustained many of their kind.

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“Oh man, I didn't even think of that! Humans do come first after all, hah. Kinda sucks though...I didn't even actually see what all went down on the surface after the initial attack since I was trapped underground, but I'm guessing everything was pretty scarce up there.” Apollo stared off in thought before drinking the rest of his own ‘mystery goo’ before setting the empty bottle on the table beside them. “Wish I coulda been up there to help more.” Keeping the swing steadily rocking with one foot, he pulled the other up in his lap as he listened to Ven explain the foods.”Pancakes? That sounds interesting, I woulda thought that was a dessert.” He laughed, his cheeks lighting up before mimicking a yawn. “You don't have to make any for me, I enjoy just watching and helping ya make the stuff more than even eating it! But it sure does seem like those must be a favorite of yours. Im sure the twins would enjoy somthin like that.” 

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“Cabal snot?!? I don’t think I could even imagine a grosser image than …slimy..runny…mucusy food…ahhh, just thinking about it is terrible!!” With a strong look of disgust, his feathered audials lowered as he shook his head. “I don’t care if I was about to have a systems shut-down, no. I’ll just stick with safe ‘ol…” He shook the bottle once more. “Mystery goo. At least I know it won’t kill me, hah! But you are always trying, and that sure as hell counts for something.”

Following him back to the porch, Apollo plopped down to watch the small ghost rise and scan the armful of goods. “So that’s how you keep track of things? let him make a catalog or something? Pretty neat come to think of it.” Nodding at the idea, he scooped up his own ghost and sat him on his knee. “How in the world do you guys hold so much in those tiny little shells?” Artemis simply emulated a shrug by expanding its shell and shrinking it. “Only the Traveler could tell you that!” “50 sandwiches….” Turning his head to face his friend, he gave a amused look. “Nothing else? Man, I think I could do it-hah! Got a tank big enough to hold it all for sure.” Knocking on his own stomach, a clang was heard. “I could go for 500 of those little square…things.”

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⚡ ;;  "Mystery goo is not something you’d want to only eat, trust me. I tried everything with it, but I guess I’ll just have to keep working on it. I know I made something that kind of looked like a cookie, but Malik snatched it and sniffed and licked it before I could do a taste test on my own.“ He snickered at the thought of that event. The Twins both were curious at the food and shared it in a rather unusual way… Cayde is now convinced that they aren’t brothers but pretend they are so they can get away with other things. The Warlock focused on his little Ghost again and saw that it has floated it’s way ever so slowly to Artemis and Apollo’s lap. "Little square things??” He paused as he tried to think of what he meant along with taking another bite. “… Crackers?? Chips?? Finger sandwiches?? A popsicle?? My heart??” He batted his eyes at the other as he heard a quick giggle from the Ghosts.

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“Hey now! Mystery goo ain’t that bad, especially when thats all ya live on. Back in the day- I don’t know if you drank the Exo stuff back before the, ya know, evacuation and what not?” Cocking his head as if asking a question, he leaned over the edge of the swing, and looked down ad the faded construction stripes still on his knees from his previous life. “That stuff was thick like syrup!! It wasn't  all bad but...was like oil. Shoot, it probably was at the time. Those humans probably didn't know exactly what tasted good to us and just whipped up what made us keep a chugging on, hah.” He paused, touching the caution yellow and black designs thinking back to the old days. “But hey-I’m not picky these days, since-ya know.”

Hearing the confession from Ven, Apollo picked up his head and threw his arms to his chest as if struck by cupids bow. He swooned, turning his head all the while giggling and winked back at his friend. “Oh, how did you know! Your heart is truly the only thing that keeps me going!” Blowing a kiss to the other, he giggled once more before leaning back into he swing, causing it to move. “But ah...those little...what are they. Hmm.” Tapping his clawed toes in thought, he called out. “Ah! Those little things you have for breakfast sometimes, Waffles I think? Those always look pretty good.”

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“Oh, really?” Apollo tilted his head in interest, watching the other’s face contort to a somber look. “Well, I sure hope you found what you were looking for…I’d hate for you have to go off again alone. But you don’t have to you know- me or Ven would love to join you anytime.” Raising an arm, he rested it on Tango’s shoulder in an act of comfort.

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       “ Unfortunately, our trail ran cold. “ Cold green optical sensors shift to the small ghost hovering aside them. It makes a meek beeping noise. “ We stole ourselves into Cabal territory. Their Psions are known for information recovery… we sought out anything on our creators. While the knowledge we were looking for existed, it did not lead us far. “ 

       “ But what was there did give some context to our recent memory recovery. So that much we can be glad about. “ Tango looks back to Apollo, a small smile tugging at cool lips. Perhaps two more bodies would better provide support. A one man team couldn’t do everything… and being a lone wolf had become a hamper. Their body was falling out of repair, and without next to know information on how to fix the problems it was a challenge to keep themselves up and running. “ Thank you… The next time we consider continuing our search, we will reach out to you. Thank you, Apollo. “  

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“Cabal territory? Wow, I’m just glad those brutes didn't catch you sneaking around. I’ve heard that about the Psions, but I'm sorry you couldn't find everything you were looking for. Never know though, could always check back in a while.” The Titan nudged the other, and followed with a encouraging tone. “If they had something at all, its a good sign. Wherever they visited and collected what info they had from, they could visit again!”

Apollo beamed his positivity, and laid his hands at his waist. “Of course! Friends are always there for each other, right? Besides...If you had more people out there looking for info on you, it’d be a lot more effective than just one.”

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Warlocks fighting each other like:

Their melee makes me think they’re always imagining they’re slapping someone in the face