Jan 31, 2019
I wanna take time to flesh out my Guardians’ stories before roleplaying with them again. I love them, but they feel a little bland. I’m not sure if I’ll be changing anything major, but stay tuned!
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I wanna take time to flesh out my Guardians’ stories before roleplaying with them again. I love them, but they feel a little bland. I’m not sure if I’ll be changing anything major, but stay tuned!
Gryphon-8
Juungruc Thalahn
Skyler
Fireteam Gryphon
Thank you Bungie, for presenting me the perfect “existential crisis” ammunition for my muses. 🙃
❝ you’re wasting your time. ❞ (to gryphon c:)
"This mission I’ve undertaken is for my benefit alone. And a second is never squandered where a Warlock’s curiosity is concerned, as I’m sure you’re aware.”
Gryphon-8 hoped dispensing with the pretense of duty would, in some way, curry favor with the fearsome Dredgen. But he knew good and well that it had been more than innocent curiosity that drove him to such recklessness. Beneath his robes, the weight of Lumina was but a small comfort against the inescapable wrongness that now plagued every filament in the Exos’ frame.
Even Dredgen Yor could not hope to have engendered such deep-rooted dread; not since the unveiling of horrifying secrets that had lain dormant on Europa. That honor belonged to Clovis Bray.
“Your Shadows chronicled your exploits thoroughly, from your corruption at the hands of Xyor to your supposed end at Dwindler’s Ridge. Yet, by some false miracle, here you stand.” Gryphon folded his imperceptibly trembling hands in front of him, a facsimile of a scholarly entreaty. “This presents a prime opportunity to document Rezyl Azzir’s fall to Darkness through the one account that has yet remained untold.”
As he lay his intentions at Dredgen Yor’s feet, Gryphon had a small inkling that the towering man would devour his Light then and there for shaving precious minutes from whatever schedule a deranged murder kept. But for the friends he cherished and the future he’d nurtured for them, no risk was too heavy for Gryphon to bear.
I’m sending a Destiny starter call out into the void...I need to get this creative juiced flowing again!
Gryphon-8 Updated!
Current loadout TBD.
Link to bio.
Like for a starter!
Guardian bios are still coming along. 😬 I may as well dump a couple of tags in the meantime.
Destiny Oneshot || A Benedict in Our Midst
The serenity that the night had bestowed on the Bazaar was interrupted by the stomping of heavy boots up the stairs and onto the walkway.
“Skyler, dude!” Another, lighter set of feet followed after the Titan. “You’re gonna ruin it for everyone if you snitch!”
The aforementioned Guardian wheeled about, snarling incredulously. “‘If I snitch?’ That overgrown potato has a spy in the Tower, and you’re worried about me snitching?!”
“Um,” the Hunter faltered, fiddling with the pristine Conspirator cradled in his hands. “When you put it that way, then yeah, that’s kinda bad. But, just check out this loot!” He exclaimed, holding out the scout rifle for the other to see.
Skyler’s eye twitched, and he considered tossing both the gleaming gun and its owner off the side of the Tower. “Unbelievable; you’re turning a blind eye to the danger all because your sugar daddy got you a new toy!”
A sputtering mess of vowels and consonants escaped the Awoken. “W-what the hell?! Calus is not my sugar daddy! Take that back!”
The Titan barked out a harsh laugh. “As if! He was practically salivating over you the minute we landed on that Godforsaken ship!”
The two’s argument would no doubt had escalated further had a certain Warlock not reached the top of the steps. “Skyler, Juungruc; you’re going to wake the entire block. Keep it down.”
The Warlock’s charges grumbled in protest, but quieted down nonetheless.
“Gryphon,” the young Titan spoke in a hushed, urgent tone. “We can’t leave that demented frame to do what it wants down there. We have to tell the Vanguard!”
“Sky, no!” Juungruc whined before the Exo could respond. “It’s just a sweeper bot! It’s not gonna hurt anyone!”
Gryphon-8 sighed, rubbing his forehead. “Juun is right. I don’t think Benedict will be causing any great catastrophes with that broom.”
A frustrated growl rumbled in the back of Skyler’s throat. “Gryph, you can’t be serious!”
The Warlock raised a hand, silencing the other. “Not tonight. We all need rest and…multiple showers.” True, the three of them were tired, aching, and reeking of that purple jelly. “And I’m sure the Vanguard have been keeping tabs on our new friend down there. They’re not that clueless.”
Skyler crossed his arms, looking completely done as Juungruc pumped his fist victoriously.
“Fine, fine!” the Titan conceded, turning to leave. “But if that thing brings about the next Collapse, don’t come crying to me.”
The Warlock chuckled as he followed behind the younger man. “Calus is a force to be reckoned with, Skyler. As long as we are ignorant to the full extent of his power, it would behoove us to stay in his good graces.”
“Yeah!” The Hunter added, bringing up the rear. “We have to play the long game, you know?”
Skyler did not reply, even as they passed another gaggle of Guardians in the hallway, Calus tokens glinting in their hands.
Fin.