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6/20/2013 6:47:12 PM
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The Wall
This is a place where you post your story of what happened before you became a Guardian of the Traveler. For example, I was just a lonely orphan Exo Warlock on the streets of Chicago. Not long before the Traveler came I heard they were starting a city where us Warlocks can freely practice our abilities (space magic) and help each other improve. I went to the coordinates and then the Traveler came. I stayed inside of the city walls and vowed to protect the Traveler.
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5 RepliesEdited by Ilogical Logic: 6/20/2013 7:50:02 PM[i]My Turn[/i] My name is Michael and I am a 27 year old human male born and raised on Venus. The people of my race were almost completely wiped during a mysterious event. I don't know what happened, my parents refuse to tell me, but I don't think they know either. Me and my parents lived in what you could call a small nomadic group of survivors. We have to be on the move because staying in one place for too long will eventually lead to what we call the fallen or the vex to find us. We try our best to avoid enemy drop ships or anything that can hurt us, but just in case, even a child has to carry a gun. When I was 7 year old my mother gave me my first pistol. I could never think of a good name for it so I just called it Luck-Shot, because back then I could barely shoot a rock infront of my, my hand was always shaking. When I was 17 our group which consisted of 13 people found a small town with a space ship. The ship was in pretty good shape for something that survived the end of the world. By this I mean the ship's left wing was completely blown off its engin was almost useless and its right ring was chipped of at the edge. Our guess was that it experienced a bad crash. We thought that if we fixed it someone would be able to go to earth for help and bring us all home. Though we decided to stay in the town because it looked like neither the fallen or the vex have gotten to it yet. It also had a good source of ammo. 7 months later a few groups of fallen came in on space ships. We tried our best to hide but we managed to take out a few of them silently. The problem is that slowly the amount of fallen in the town started to increase. We knew that were will all have to fight them if we wanted to live. After a week of this, vex drop ships hovered over the town and noticed the fallen searching the area. When the fallen saw the vex they blamed them for the death of their comrades and began to attack. It was an all out shoot out between the fallen and the vex. We were happy about this because we figured they would take each other out and we would be able to scavenge supplies for the space ship. Then everything went wrong. In 2 days we were spotted by the vex. We had no choice but to defend ourselves. Then the fallen joined in. It was 3 groups fighting against each other for control of the town. Everyone was doing well while I was repairing the ship with my friend. We were told to fix the ship as quickly as possible and to come back and get them. We were pretty confident from past experience that they could handle it especially since the fallen and vex already took half of each other out. We were almost done with the ship and then we heard screaming. We turned around and saw our friends and family covered in blood trying to protect us against the last 2 fallen captains. My parents were dying infront of my eyes beside the others. So me and my friend rushed in to help them. Surprisingly I took out 1 fallen captain while my friend took out the other, sadly he was shot in the chest while I was stabbed in the shoulder by an energy sword. My entire right arm went numb seconds after I took out the captain. I looked back and noticed that everyone besides me and my friend were dead. My friend was on the ground with blood flowing out of his chest. I managed to patch up the wound with a cloth (I'm a bad medic). He got an infection. We got the ship to work, but because I only had 1 working arm my friend had to start the ship. I felt terrible about making him start the ship while he was in pain. He died on our way there. We landed infront of the wall and a guy in heavy armor stood infront of us. I told him what happened and he called people to help us.... well me since I'm the only one left. Then I learned about the traveler, the city, and about what's going on. They replaced my right arm with a robot one (or an exo arm as they like to say) .Then I was blessed with the magic of the traveler and became a hunter, I will always keep my pistol "Lucky-Shot". That is why I have this arm, and it's also why we are on our way to Venus.
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I've been waiting to tell my story They call us children of the Traveler. Awoken. We were as new to the humans as the humans were to us. Not soon after the arrival of our mother we started to... Well... As the humans said, "Fall from the sky." People watched in awe as mother gave birth to us. All of us, Awoken, awoke from our sleep inside our mother. Our heads started to come out of the Traveler as a baby's would to it's mother. My brothers and sisters fell thousands of feet through the air. Mere infants crying as we hurtled to the ground. The humans were screaming frantically. Some were worried about the multicolored infants about to fall to their deaths and some were scared about the multicolored aliens about to land on Earth soil. Seconds before impact we all started to slowly drift onto our feet. Mother had made sure that her babies had landed safely. After all the excitement and confusion among the people questions started to form in their minds. "What are these things?" "Why are they here?" "What are we to do with them?" Their questions were soon answered. Mother used her telepathy for the first and only time with the humans. She answered, "These are my children. You will raise them as your own. Train them and teach them all they must know in order to survive in your world." Soon after, people started gathering us up. Cradling us into their arms. Of course with change came rejection. Some refused to take us in which caused some of us to either share parents or leave us to the wild and see how we turned out. 16 years later I, Chaos, became the highest military ranking possible for my family's guild. I surpassed my father, Peace, soon after he died in a mission to Mars to find Charlemagne's Vault. My foster mother, Faith, raised and taught me and my siblings how to control our powers, me as a warlock, my brother as a titan and my sister as a hunter. Currently I am about to lead a mission to find the vault my father risked his life to find. My brother, Wise, and sister, Hope are joining me in this quest. This is only part of my story. This is my Destiny.
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Just another brick in the wall!
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The story of Dron Mog Dron mog awoke from a long nights slumber, he was groggy and depressed. He knew that today would not be a good day, after stretching he went to the bathroom and then proceeded to do his morning exercise. Dron spent the night before drinking and doing harmock which was a popular drug among the people of the last city. Dron was an alcoholic and an addict, the only reason he joined the Guardians was to pay for his addiction and money was running short. Dron kept getting suspended for misconduct and had to find alternate ways to pay for his addiction. In Dron's mind doing drugs was the only way he could get away from it all and get back to his past life before his wife died. After stopping by the local bar he made his way to the slums of the city, the place where every one who wasn't a guardian or rich lived. The government of the last city gave the Guardians apartments in the nicer part of the town to give them incentive to join, as no one was keen on signing their lives away. In the slums he visited an old friend before his days as a Guardian. His friend Jolt Viin was known for being able to make things happen, but the Last City's officials have been watching him. Dron arrived at his friend's house to find out that his house had been raided and that his friend had been arrested for drug possession and human trafficking. Dron didn't know what to do, his last source of drugs was gone and he decided he only had one option left... He made his way to the strip club and talked to the manager, he tried to find out if he could do some work for the manager while he was suspended. The manager could tell Dron had a drug problem, knowing so because most of his employees do. The manager told Dron the only work he had available wouldn't be legal. The manager gave Dron an address and told him to meet one of his clients, in return he would compensate him with 3 days supply of harmock. Dron took his pike down to the docks to meet the client and found out it was Tovl Swertz, one of the running candidates for the head of the City position. Dron shook his hand, received his drugs, got to his knees, unbuckled Tovl's belt, pulled down his pants, and started to suck his penis. This was the first time Dron had sucked a penis before and hoped he was doing a good job, he kept reenacting what cheap hookers do to him. Dron licked and nibbled at Tovl's penis, he started sucking and sucking using his hands as well as his mouth. After a short while of doing this Tovl finally came into his mouth and told Dron he would pay him extra if he swallowed, Dron being the desperate man he was did. After thanking him for his services Tovl got into his car and had his driver drive him to his office. Dron wiped his mouth and threw up again and again, he hoped he'd never have to do that again. He drove his pike back to his house locked the door and turned off the lights. Dron cracked open a beer and put the patch of harmock on his forehead to get a quick high. In those small moments of being intoxicated Dron was reunited with his wife and was happy.
