[quote]Roses are red, Two tokens and a blue. Destiny is dead And you know it's true.[/quote] [spoiler] [spoiler][quote]Roses are red, Two tokens and a blue. Destiny is dead And you know it's true.[/quote] [/spoiler] [/Spoiler]

Hey, maybe you can petition to be an Anti-Ninja!!!!!!

U are an idiot and don't even know what ur taking about nobody knows for sure yet what will or will not be in the new dlc. So why dont u grow up and stfu until it comes out. U should win a medal for dumbest post ever the dlc will be great just like every other part of the game it just need a lil tweak here and there and these things take time if u ever had a job u would know this

I took a crap while reading this and imagined the water in the toilet was your face.

You don't play. Why do you care?

On a dark and stormy night, a drunken troll named Poglob stumbled through the wet darkness seeking refuge from the weather. He was a ghastly looking troll, short and stout and covered with super herpes. He had testicular cancer which made his ween-deen smaller than some of the smallest ween-deens in this realm of existence. During his drunken endeavor he came upon the underside of a bridge. It was there he met a lady troll named Stacy. Stacy was shorter than he was and blubberous. She had boobs that were unattractively small for her tremendous body and lopsided. Her body somehow covered in ovarian cysts and her scent was that of oversalted fish left to rot in the sun. But to a drunken Poglob she was at least a solid 2/10 and that was good enough for him. He made sloppy love to her that night. The fluids from their constantly popping herpes and cysts lubricating each other's bodies and making them lust after each other even more. From this heinous act a little troll baby was born. Poglob and Stacy were not smart enough to pick out a name on their own so they used an online troll name generated, thus naming their child lethalviper80. Poglob came to despise his child. Lethalviper80 had inherited his parents ugly traits. He was covered in cysts and herpes. He had an even uglier pair of lopsided boobs than his mother. He had even inherited his dads incredibly small ween-deen because lethalviper80 also had testicular cancer. His testicular cancer had also spread to his -blam!- however, giving him no control over his bowel movements. Sadly because of this, even as he grew older he had to wear diapers. One day poglob told lethalviper80 and Stacy that he was going to town to get a pack of candy cigarettes.... but he never returned. Stacy blamed lethalviper80 for Poglob leaving and would occasionally tie his shoelaces together and push him down the stairs, disfiguring his appearance and impairing his mental capabilities more and more every time. When it was time for lethalviper80 to go to school all the other children made fun of him because of his grotesque looks. Children could be so mean he learned. He came to loath them, his somehow functioning brain filling with hatred. When the other children said they liked pumpkin cookies he would say he hated them even though he refused to ever actually try one. He would just state that pumpkin cookies were just a stripped down version of pumpkin pie and other children were fools for liking them. One day in the classroom another student decided to pants little lethalviper80. It would be a day no one would soon forget. Upon getting pantsed, all the other children in class saw lethalviper80's little wee-deen. They laughed and laughed at him, the embarrassment causing lethalviper80 to have an uncontrollable bowel movement. With his diaper around his ankles there was nothing that could stop the horrible flow of stinky matter that poured from lethalviper80's -blam!-. The children were all screaming in horror, the classroom being filled with this horrible substance within a minutes. Including lethalviper80 himself, there were very few survivors. The story had began to spread around and soon everybody was calling him "little wiener viper diaper." Stacy had become incredibly embarrassed by the existence of her son. One day she chained him in their basement and he was never to be seen again by the outside world. The only source of light he had in the basement was the glowing screen of a computer he had found and connected it to the wifi of a nearby McDonald's. It was there lethalviper80 had learned in all his misery that he garnered some false sense of happiness spreading his trollness across the internet, only taking breaks to eat hot pockets and pleasure himself to foreign news bloopers and puppy videos. What had become of lethalviper80 outside of the Internet? No one knows. Chained down in his basement no one has seen him for years. But some people say that every once in a while during a full moon you can hear the sound of lethalviper80 howling in the night... yelling at the garlicky taste of his own cancerous ween-deen sauce for that's what he ingests for protein when he runs out of hot pockets. Forever sitting in front of a computer screen trapped and trolling the internet. Some would say that this was his fate.... his destiny.

Oh snap you got to play it early? How was it?

Plays through new story. Finds Osiris Saves Osiris Reward: 1 token.

Thanks to bungie I now understand what my grandpa meant when he used to tell me. “Johnny, an old whore in a new coat is still an old whore”

I'm seeing a lot of replies along the lines of "you can't be this stupid." I have been paying attention to this guy's posts for a while, and there's a strongly established pattern. Let me provide some insight, or at least some plausible theories. The starting point is the question: What would lead to someone who (says he) quit Destiny years ago building his life around whining about Destiny? On the surface, that seems ... well, "moronic" puts it mildly. Mentally healthy human beings do not build their life around complaining about games they do not play. Trying to find explanations that make sense, two ideas emerge: A - Paid troll for another company that competes with Bungie/Activision. B - Emotionally problemed, helmet-wearing basement dweller who joined B.net years ago, thought OffTopic was his "safe space", and now believes he's in a heroic struggle to drive off the "Desticles" so he can keep his special widdle clubhouse. Either way, the moderators can fix this if they get serious. I've posted this multiple times. 1 - Require usernames here to map to a XBL or PSN (or PC equivalent) account that has a Destiny account. Others can read, but cannot post. Exceptions made manually by Bungie employees for a good reason, for example, to hide a celebrity's ID or to protect someone who is being harassed. 2 - Close the OffTopic board area for two years. Take those steps, and more than half of the whining on this board will be gone overnight. There will still be whining. But it will be the honest variety, by people who actually play the game, or at least legitimately used to play the game. As opposed to trolls who are either paid by companies trying to destroy Bungie, or by former Halo players who think Bungie exists to pay for a place for them to post their "deep thoughts" and should stop making new games so they can keep running their mouths with the other couple hundred former Halo players on OffTopic.

Says there’s no raid... puts vog in description... ok