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Edited by Adjutant :
10/1/2014 4:48:55 PM
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A suggestion that may interest you all.
On every world and moon I wish there to be a monster that is nigh impossible to defeat. A literal world boss for all to fight against. Such a creature would require more than just six players. It would need sixteen! As many Guardians who can participate and fell it with cooperation, strategy, and tactics.
The rewards should be grand but the event daunting. I want it to be epic, a fight we could all talk about and pound our chests with swelled pride over it.
Edit: provided a link to a constructive topic.
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23 RepliesI can see it now... A large and hideous boss sits at the bottom of the hellmouth. A small army surrounds him as he gives orders to what could be generals. A lone knight comes running up shouting and pointing at the ridge above. Said boss turns his gaze skyward to see a lone Titan appear on a crest and plant a war banner. Hundreds of guardians appear beside the titan. Thousands of thrall and acolytes charge the guardian frontlines as the Titan signals. Hunters sprint down the slopes eager to sink their arch blades into the oncoming swarm. The Titan signals again as the hunters meet the the hive and the first blood is spilt. A volley of nova bombs appears from behind the ridge and wreak havoc as the find their mark in the center of the hive army. Warlocks then take position with sniper rifles and begin to take out heavier enemies. The air fills with the final screams of dying hive soldiers. The towering boss makes for his weapon. A flare rises from amidst the battle and a battalion of Titan defenders makes for battle grounds. Purple spheres appear everywhere as the boss begins to fire into the fray. The bodies of the hive are launched skyward as his rounds glance of the wards of dawn. As his empty clip begins to leave his gun the Titan commander gives one last signal and joins the remaining guardians in their charge on the enemy forces. He nods at a warlock beside him and another volley of nova bombs strike the boss this time, preventing his next rounds from hitting their mark in the mass of guardians. After the Titan commander and his battalion of strikers clear out the last of the hive army, the guardian army takes up defensive positions and begins to lay siege on the the hive boss. Day turns to night and back into day. Time is lost on the guardians as bullets and explosions rattle the rocks around them. Defenders make regular rounds collecting and distributing reserve ammo. After what seems like an eternity the lifeless body of the hive boss falls to the ground with a deafening crash. The moon has been reclaimed in the name of humanity.
