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Edited by ItsMihali:
12/12/2014 7:53:16 AM
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Destiny Short Stories
[b]Welcome to all who wish to add a story or two based in the Destiny universe![/b]
Whether you're just relaying events that occurred in-game or you're scribing pure fantasies, feel free to post them here.
Hopefully, we can get this thread to a point where it is essentially a collection of fan-made Grimoire stories.
[u]Creative writers, unite![/u]
[i]"Destiny is a fun topic to write about."[/i]
- William Shakespeare (probably).
[b]Note:[/b] if you have yet to write said story, you can favourite this post and return to it afterwards with script in-hand.
Just an option.
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1 ReplyI love reading short stories in mmo universes, so i wanna bump this and give it another chance to get some more ^_^ i will try to write some of my own
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2 RepliesI'll write it and post the link here. I'm in school right now, so I don't want to risk it. Mine is going to be LONG(er). :)
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1 ReplyYeah! Its a really short but funny story! There was a Hunter who wanted to become skilled, but in order to become skilled he needed a trusty weapon. So he set out on an adventure to find one of the strongest weapons that ever existed. One day while taking a walk in the tower, he saw a Warlock with a beautiful hand cannon. The hunter asked the warlock what was the name of his weapon and where did he get it. The warlock told him it was the "Hawkmoon" a silver plated revolver. So the hunter, excited to get the weapon, went out in the wilderness, killing every single minion of the darkness, and slaying every fallen, hive, cabal or vex leader, hoping that one of them had a "Hawkmoon" and still today he has not found the weapon of his dreams... Because RNG is a b/tch... The End...
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2 RepliesMy story I wrote :), couldn't post it in here because it's broken up with lines http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/74929397/0/0/1
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Edited by ItsMihali: 12/12/2014 10:16:12 AM[b]Wisdom of War[/b] They are not of the same design, machinery is the shell in which their intelligence cowers after all. There is no honour in which they undertake, for the occasional firefight engagement brings no glory; this bounty is for those of bravery and skill! No matter, it is by their guidance that we triumph over our foes. There is a "talent" in that, one supposes. It does not require strength, agility nor reflex, but a skill it remains as victory is attained through its application. I imagine what it would be like to sit at the edge of battle, dictating a concert of chaos and violence. The picture contains an almost perverse beauty; an armless conductor. One would think such a thing would be shameful, but no, they are held in such high reverence. It is I who is shameful, one who has yet to prove his worth. I am yet to have purpose, he who is still but a pawn, but this will all change. I have no need of high intelligence, for my rank shall be earned through resilience. As the human of light walks towards our crew, I look opportunity in the eyes and see my fate on a knife's edge. A call to arms from the machine, but I am already charging. I wonder how my courage will be rewarded. [i]Stay in formation.[/i] Shall I become a blade, in which stealth is my ally? [i]Stay in formation.[/i] A watchful eye, to pin-point threats before they have time to react? [i]Stay in formation.[/i] One who suppresses with a wall of guided energy? [i]STAY IN FORMATION.[/i] My eyes are bright with wonderment, even as the blade flashes from my enemy's cloak. Glory.
