Altair and Omolon
Me and my BF's fortnite main skin fusions.
Omolon (my bf's) is Dark Voyager and Bloom. Altair (mine) is Infinity, Axion Sentinel and Sunspot
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Altair and Omolon
Me and my BF's fortnite main skin fusions.
Omolon (my bf's) is Dark Voyager and Bloom. Altair (mine) is Infinity, Axion Sentinel and Sunspot
“They say it’s the latest and greatest in fusion, but I don't see what's different." Salim pushed back his hood and turned the angular fusion rifle over in his hands, checking it expertly. "It doesn't even have new optics."
Ted-8 shuffled awkwardly. "It's not about how it looks, it's about what's inside. And as for the sights, why replace something that still works perfectly well just for the sake of making something new?"
Salim tilted his head in a half-nod of appreciation. "I suppose that's fair enough—but as to the rest, I'm just to trust Omolon's made some upgrades without being able to examine the internal workings? This sticker says opening the exterior casing voids the warranty."
"They have a business to run, after all," Ted said with a small shrug.
Salim's eyes flashed angrily. "A business? I should put my life in Omolon's hands—and the lives of the pilgrims I escort—for the sake of Omolon's business?"
"Well," Ted stammered, the glow of his vocal modulator flickering, "that's—I didn't mean—you're certainly entitled to know what exactly's, uh, what's been improved—which is why Omolon publishes these schematics along with the list of model features." He extended a hand, offering up a datapad.
Salim did not take it. "Let me tell you what I think," he said. "I think this weapon is perfectly good, but not substantially different than anything else Omolon's already made, nor indeed anything else other foundries have on offer. I think Omolon—and the other foundries, all these businesses—feel a greater need to put out something new to sell to justify maintaining or raising their prices year after year, rather than optimize the production of their existing model lines to lower the per-unit cost of standardized weapons—the weapons we need to keep the City safe."
He glared, his grip on the body of the fusion rifle tight and fast. Ted stood stock still.
"And I think," Salim breathed, relaxing as he pulled up his hood, "it is a good thing there are so many weapons already on the secondary market. A Guardian can get what they need—even if it isn't the latest and greatest."
(Snorri FR5 w/ Lawful Neutral)
"Don't do this. Please, don't do this."
"We both know why I have to!" "Lakshmi's the reason why the Vex are here, and you're still listening to her rhetoric?! Just put the gun down, and help us push to the portal-" "The Vex are nothing! They'll be dealt with soon, and this is my chance to deal with those monsters!" "Listen to yourself, man, this isn't going to solve anything, I know-" "What do you know?! You weren't there! You didn't see what I saw! Ghosts stuck to weapons and armor like trophies! Civilians ripped limb from limb! CHILDREN-" "ENOUGH. I.. I know. I know. I wasn't there, and I know that I don't know what you've been through. But please, just, listen to me, whatever you're going to do, it's not the answer. It's not justice. There can be justice when this is all said and done, but if you do something rash now, you'll never get to see it. Just, please, put the gun down."
OMOLON Field Commander
Recent Destiny fanart! My Guardian posing for Under Omolon, the famous armor company ;P
“What the hell is that thing?” “What, you mean my Scout Rifle?” “Yes, I mean your damn Scout Rifle! What the hell!? How is that thing even functioning!?” “Oh, yeah, that’s easy. So, you know how when the Tower fell, we had to leg it with whatever we could get? I managed to pull my Hung Jury from the vaults just before they broke properly. Kept it at my side through everything- every time it needed repairs, I scavenged another gun, repaired it that way.” “So, it’s not even a Hung Jury?” “This thing’s nothing but the base essentials for an Omolon, really- had to switch out the kinetic property for an Arc functionality, new scope, new casing, new operational capabilities... Don’t think I’ve got anything left of the original model.” “Stop, stop, shut up. So you’re telling me that your gun is a goddamn ship of Theseus?” “Guess so.” “How the hell has this thing not just shattered in your hands?” “The Madrugada-SR2 platform is really stable- almost eternal, really.” (Eternal Blazon, w/ Abyssinian Gold) This entire post was inspired by @mardinofchatzuk , as I really love all of his writings about various tiny things in the destiny universe!
“ Geepers, creepers would ya look at those peepers!?”
Honey-9 has company, who could it be?
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