Let me change it up a little bit: A guardian dressed as a Titan walks into the "Titans Only" bar on the 40th floor of the tower. He walks straight up to the bar, slams 50 glimmer down and asks the bar tender for a double scotch on the rocks. The guardian downs the drink in one gulp, walks over to the window, opens it and jumps out. At this point, all the Titans are looking around wondering what the hell just happened. One of their Titanbros just killed himself. About 5 minutes later, same guardian walks back in, slams 50 more glimmer on the bar, asks for the double scotch on the rocks again. He downs the drink in one gulp, then proceeds to jump out the still open window. At this point, all the Titans are freaking out, they have no clue what's going on. Then one Titan steps up, he's the biggest, meanest, toughest Titan in the bar. He simply says "That's nothing, if he can do it, I can do it!" This guy walks over to the bar, slams down 50 glimmer, drinks he double scotch in one gulp and jumps out the window. The bartender picks up his phone and calls Commander Zavala and Ikora Rey. He simply says "You two may want to get up here, Wally the Warlock is using his Sunsinger to screw with the Titans again".

The Hunter sits down first, then the Warlock, and finally the Titan. The Hunter orders a beer. The Warlock orders Kentucky Bourbon Fire. The Titan, a coke and Jack Daniels. The bartender says, "You guys up for a challenge?" All three say "Yeah, what is it?" The bartender, smirking, says, "Legend has it, Randal the Vandal still roams these parts. After all this time, people have reported seeing his shadow around these parts once more." All three of them sit silent, waiting for what the bartender will say next. "The word on the street, he is back, but with a vengeance. He is looking for blood for being cast away like some vermin. He's looking for the best of the best." The Hunter replies "Ha, I'll light up his world with my gun of fire. He won't stand a chance." The Warlock replies to the Hunter, "I wouldn't be so sure of that. Last time he was around, he was only level 8, and won every fist fight of every Titan he ever fought. This time, he may be level 10,20 even 30! What then?" At this comment, the Hunter asks, "So you want us to kill him then?" The Bartender responds, "Yes, and I think you three can do it." The Titan, just now finishing his drink, says to them "I fought Randal once. He was the baddest sum-bich I ever fought. He could take blows from me like I was a little Dreg straight out of school. I fought him, long and hard. After 2 hours, he bested me. My buddies tried to back me up after that, they fell upon him in a fury of punching and swinging. In the end, he rose victorious. Only half of his health had been taken. That Vandal, he isn't one to mess with…" At this point, the doors swing open, and in walks Randal. "You!" Shouts the Titan. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, Randal, why are you here?" asks the Bartender. "Yus-mo-dagh!" shouts Randal, and the three Guardians rise out of their seats, waiting for the signal. Randal advances, and the Hunter pulls out his Golden Gun, the Titan's Fists glow with Ark pulses of energy. The Warlock is itching to let loose his explosion of violet destruction. "Bring it, you under-bellied Dreg!" yells the Hunter. Randal runs, his level saying "35" over his head, straight towards them. [i]To be continued…[/i]

And have a lot to drink. Sit and share some great stories about strikes and this one time on Patrol etc. Then have each others back when the Titan gets into a fight with another group of guardians after clumsily bumping into them because he was to slow to avoid them. Then win a karaoke competition after belting out some great tunes with amazing harmonic melodies even though the hunter was a bit off key so the others carried his voice. Then the Hunter and Titan play wing men for the Warlock to pull a stunning female hunter who he was to shy to chat up alone, then they pull her friends and they all get laid. Turns out they had a great night out as friends and all helped each other out in some way. Moral of the story? [spoiler]All 3 classes work best together and compliment each others strengths while compensating for each others weaknesses. That is how they were made to be, so the class wars are pointless.[/spoiler] Edit - glad to see all the positive replies to this post, thanks guys for getting the message I was trying to put across!

...after several drinks, the Hunter and Titan get into a staring contest. The loser has to pay the other's tab. Almost an hour goes by, and the Hunter finally loses. As the Titan laughs and leaves, the Warlock comes back from playing pool. "Man, this sucks. I lost." The Hunter laments. The Warlock laughs, and responds: "You stupid asshole! [i]Never[/i] get into a staring contest with a Titan. You'll never win." "Why not?" asks the Hunter. The Warlock states matter-of-factly, "They can't blink."

The hunter and titan start bitching to eachother while the warlock just stand back and enjoys his drink

Somewhat long read ahead... A hunter, a warlock and a titan, walk into a bar. Inside at the bar, they see a jar filled with glimmer to the brim. They approach the bartender and inquire about the jar. The bartender tells them, "You pay 1,000 glimmer into the jar. There are three tests. If you can pass all three tests, you keep all the glimmer." "What are the tests?", the Hunter inquires. "Gotta pay first". The hunter, warlock and titan agree and pay in. "First, you have to drink that entire bottle of pepper tequila. The whole thing at once. And not make a face doing it." "Easy enough", the titan says. "Second, Master Rahool is hoarding an exotic heavy engram. You'll have to steal it from him. Not as easy at it sounds". The hunter smirks, "Good thing I have invisibility." "Lastly, that poor shipwright, Amanda Holliday. Always stuck in the hangar, busy with work, no company. Never had an orgasm in her life. You gotta make things right for her", says the bartender. "I'll just use fireborn to bring back my erection if needed", the warlock remarks. All three guardians agree to the tests at hand. They each down they tequila. Tears are streaming down the Hunter's face, the warlock is sweating and squinting, and the titan handled the first one fairly well so he had a second--wasted beyond belief. One by one they take turns in their drunken stupor for the next part of the test. The hunter stumbles out to the Cryptarch. After a brief curse, he returns. "Forgot to switch to Bladedancer". Failed. The warlock glides out like a fairy trying not to trip over anything while dazed from the tequila. He went for the above approach. Easily caught by the Cryptarch. Forgot to use Angel of Light. Failed. Now the titan heads out. At first it is quiet. Then there is some yelling, some rustling like theres a tumble going on, and an abrupt few grunts. The titan returns. He hands the bartender a handwritten note Rahool gave him. It reads, "Come back before I get bored..." "That's not what I asked you to get!", the bartender says. The titan nods his head in a drunken pride and says, "Now where's that shipwright with the exotic engram?"

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As they walk up to the bar he slams 3 cocktails on to the bar, 2 with umbrellas and fruit and 1 with a sparkler, some cherries in a frosted glass they all look at each other completely puzzled. The Barman looks at them , laughs and say " sorry it's all RNG "

A hunter, a warlock and a titan, walk into a bar. Inside at the bar, they see a jar filled with glimmer to the brim. They approach the bartender and inquire about the jar. The bartender tells them, "You pay 1,000 glimmer into the jar. There are three tests. If you can pass all three tests, you keep all the glimmer." "What are the tests?", the Hunter inquires. "Gotta pay first". The hunter, warlock and titan agree and pay in. "First, you have to drink that entire bottle of pepper tequila. The whole thing at once. And not make a face doing it." "Easy enough", the titan says. "Second, Master Rahool is hoarding an exotic heavy engram. You'll have to steal it from him. Not as easy at it sounds". The hunter smirks, "Good thing I have invisibility." "Lastly, that poor shipwright, Amanda Holliday. Always stuck in the hangar, busy with work, no company. Never had an orgasm in her life. You gotta make things right for her", says the bartender. "I'll just use fireborn to bring back my erection if needed", the warlock remarks. All three guardians agree to the tests at hand. They each down they tequila. Tears are streaming down the Hunter's face, the warlock is sweating and squinting, and the titan handled the first one fairly well so he had a second--wasted beyond belief. One by one they take turns in their drunken stupor for the next part of the test. The hunter stumbles out to the Cryptarch. After a brief curse, he returns. "Forgot to switch to Bladedancer". Failed. The warlock glides out like a fairy trying not to trip over anything while dazed from the tequila. He went for the above approach. Easily caught by the Cryptarch. Forgot to use Angel of Light. Failed. Now the titan heads out. At first it is quiet. Then there is some yelling, some rustling like theres a tumble going on, and an abrupt few grunts. The titan returns. He hands the bartender a handwritten note Rahool gave him. It reads, "Come back before I get bored..." "That's not what I asked you to get!", the bartender says. The titan nods his head in a drunken pride and says, "Now where's that shipwright with the exotic engram?"

The warlock gets a glass of wine and talks politics. The titan gets a beer and chills with his buddies. Hunter... Shots shots shots

A hunter, titan and warlock walk in to a bar. The hunter double jumps, the titan air boosts, and the warlock does not make it. [spoiler]warlock jumps suck. Yes i main warlock and just made fun of my race.[/spoiler]