Let's get creative and post your own Ghost Fragments about your character below!
Here is what I'd like my Ghost Fragment to say (I warn you, it's a long one):
[b]Legend: Rossie[/b]
[spoiler]It is dark, so dark.
I cannot see my Guardian. I can faintly hear the shots from his handcannon and the whistle of his bow in the distance. These are the only sounds to be heard at all.
He is desparate, he has lost me in these black, jagged caves. My Light is starting to fade and so I will begin to erase the all of the data I have collected over the many years I spent with him. I recount what brought us here, to the moon:
[i]Zavala: Guardian, Cayde's scouts have picked up some strange Hive activity on the moon. I want you to go the centre of it and deal with them before they become an issue. I've transmitted the details to your Ghost. Good luck out there.
*upon arrival to Luna*
Eris: I sense something, the churning hellmouth has now fallen silent. Strange...
Something is happening. Find the source.
*at the gates of Temple of Crota*
Cayde: Guardian stop, you need to get out! The Hive are planning an ambu-
(radio crackling)
Ghost: Radios gone, we've lost them. What do you want to do?
Guardian: I don't like this. Somethings off. Let's get back to the ship. *A single roar is heard before everything turns black*[/i]
I rise to be separated from my Guardian in a dark, unmapped area of the Hellmouth hearing only faint gunfire and silence.
The seconds fly by and soon he has fallen silent. I am alone in the dark abyss of the Hellmouth where the shadows have eyes and the ground has teeth.
Then I begin to hear something far away. Almost a whisper in the night. The Hive are here and they are watching me. I try to find a path, something to lead me to outside but all I see is nothingness.
The whispers is louder now. I can begin to determine what the sound is. They are chanting quietly in the distance in some form of ritual. The same single word over and over. I begin to see a light as I move toward the chanting.
I can see him. But he is limp, and out of my reach. The Hive are in circle around his lifeless corpse, chanting and chanting with their hands risen, almost in gratitude.
They are larger the normal acolytes and knights found on the moon. They have broader shoulders with peculiar green energy spilling off them like mist. Their eyes are black and empty like the Darkness, instead of the green glow they usually have.
I try to reach him but I'm forced back by an unyielding power which blocks my quickly fading Light.
Their chanting grows louder and louder until an explosion of Darkness erupts from the body of the once Light filled Guardian I traveled with for so long. The mass of Darkness is writhing as I hide behind a rock, not daring to look. The Hive chanting now turns to screeching and roars as the ball of Dark takes its shape.
In a deep, low thundering voice the being roars "THERE IS LIGHT HERE, SHOW YOURSELF!"
I am propelled against my will out from behind the rock to face the creature. It's Darkness fills the whole room. Only a faint outline can be seen of it. It sees me and thunders
"LIGHT, I AM NOKRIS! AND I AM THE HERALD OF YOUR END!"
The Darkness swarms toward me and everything ceases.
- End of fragment.[/spoiler]
Edit: Getting some really great responses! Thank you! They are a good read and show how creative we can be if we put our minds to it. Good job guys :D
Edit 2: Went away for a few hours to return to a surge of responses and it is awesome to read all of the creative fragments people are coming up with. Thanks again, you guys are great :D <3
Edit 3: #grammerfix and we are trending! Never expected this for a second. Thought this would be ignored but nooo, thanks guys :D
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Edited by Stay Frosty: 1/5/2016 3:41:01 PMG-Guardian? Why? In my fading light I recall events that led me here. I found him on Mars, buried deep in the sand dunes. Words could not describe the connection I felt with him. I had his back and he had mine. The first missions we ran only strengthened that. After our first high value kill, we felt unstoppable. More and more missions followed until finally, the Vanguard contacted us. A mission that only we could accomplish. We found ourselves on Phobos, supposedly here to clean up powerful taken. We tracked a Wizard to a deep crater and my guardian carefully laid down, took out his sniper, and took aim. My vision grew fuzzy as many taken wizards appeared all around us. A trap. My guardian yelled for me to run, so I teleported a safe distance away to watch. Experienced as he was, he was overwhelmed. But to my surprise, they stopped attacking as soon as he was disarmed. Yelling for them to fight, my guardian started to run to the nearest wizard. He then stopped suddenly. His body grew ridged and he was lifted several meters in the air. The Wizards had their arms extended. For what seemed like an eternity he floated in the air in agony. Then, the Wizards started disintegrating, as if their life force was giving out. One by one they fell until there were no more. He fell to the ground. I appeared beside checking his vitals and asking if he was ok. After multiple heavy breaths he said he was fine. We went back to the tower and to the Medical Bay. After a couple of days he was released. We went to his quarters and rested. I'm the middle of the night. I heard more him tossing and turning. Low moans of agony escaping his mouth. I didn't notice it at the time, but he had a sickly glow to him. He then fell back to sleep exhausted. The following morning I urged hime to go back to the Medical Bay. As we walked there I noticed something was wrong. He was, twitching. His hand seemed to be reaching for his weapon, yet restraining itself every time. I told myself the docs will know what to do. 2 supporters of FWC passed by nodding their heads and saying hello. As soon as they were 5 meters past us, he just stopped. The twitching seemed uncontrollable now and the glow was brighter than ever. I looked at him, about to ask what's wrong. Then the unthinkable happened. He grabbed his handcannon. A weapon I thought was used only for good, just then used for evil. 2 shots. 2 Kills. The supporters fell without a sound, large gaping holes in the back of their heads. I look at my guardian, yelling at him. Then he turned. His eyes. Glowing. His body. Consumed. [b]Taken. [/b] He grabbed me. Took out his knife. And disassembled me. There is no physical pain. Only a deep burning pain of a bond being broken. I stared at him the entire time. As he stabbed and tore me apart. Then a shot rang out. My guardian stopped, shuddered one last time. An odd mist seemingly escaping his body. I'm not sure who it was, but next thing I know, I see Ikora near. Her voice was but a vibration now. The damage had been done. Out of training, I produced a recording that I've always had on since birth. Hopefully she can find an answer for what happened. For me however. I can continue no longer. My spirit broken. As I shut down my systems I keep one image on my HUD. It is my guardian. The one who tore me apart. The one who is dead next to me. It is when we first completed our mission. His smile , a smile that could be seen in his eyes. My eyesight is dimming. I must go now. Good bye, guardian. Good bye, my friend. Edit: Fixed some typos.