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Edited by Tomato the Titan:
3/30/2015 7:20:32 AM
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What's your backstory?
As the given story for your character is bland , I'm curious to know if any of you have created your own backstory to your favorite character and if so what is it?
I'm sure bungie made it bland for this very purpose
Didn't realize all of you had a story , awesome !
I'm liking most of these, keep em coming
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My character is a male human gunslinger named Zaroff Foss. He never really had a purpose in life and when he got revived he welcomed the hunt against darkness and joined up with a bit of a narcissistic human warlock who was leader, and a female awoken warlock. Throughout the story of destiny he developed a friendship with the warlock and a relationship with the Titan. during a botched attempt on the vault of glass the Titan was perma killed by a pack of vex while reviving Zaroff, and the warlock teleported Zaroff back to orbit before he could get himself killed. Despite his grief, Zaroff continued onwards with the warlock who grew increasingly authoritarian and demanding. Zaroff broke when the warlock send the new Titan replacement to his death during a strike and Zaroff stormed out angrily. He wandered for the next few years, exploring the cosmodrome, shooting his way through Ishtar, and scavenging the depths of the buried city on Mars. One day he realized just how empty his life was and went into a downward spiral of drinking. During this period he he heard about the mysterious Thorn, a cursed handcannon used by the infamous Dredgen Yor. It took him years to find it, and once he did, it changed him. He disappeared past the deepest charted area of the Hellmouth for weeks, and when he returned he went by the name of Zaroff Yor. He had fought for the speaker, then for his friends, then for himself. Now, he has a new purpose, to feed the Thorn the souls of its enemies, whether they be soldiers of dark or light.
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Got stuck in a traffic jam in Russia. Thought I'd take a little nap in the car. Guess I slept a little longer than I planned. Woke up and all kinds of crazy shit had gone down. Still in that damn traffic jam though.
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Edited by H1zz: 3/2/2015 8:41:15 PMSpeaker's errand boy by day, male tap dancer by night. Obvi.
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A pair of rusty faded tags show only one word "Striker" anything that was in the past long since faded before revival. An old world fictional story's ideology is now the basis for my Titans goals [i]aliit[/i] and [i]gratu'a[/i]. [i]su'cuy gar[/i] guardians.
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"Their pride is no match for red eyes and rusty blades. We scale the walls at midnight." - an excerpt from Cryptos Raid of the Crown Guardian, A clan as thick as thieves, we lead guardians into the abyss for a single purpose, to claim the riches of the abyss. Join our ranks and raid with us. Crypto demands your loyalty. To join the clan, go to the Cult of Crypto group page and set as a clan. Bungie.net > Groups > Cult of Crypto > Click [ set as clan ] button.
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I was walking down the street and got hit by a car then I woke up with this little ball thing in my face
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I'm a dude who liked punching things. Very evil things. I was in Russia, brawling it up, deciding I'd go play with the mafia's toys. And by toys, I mean hired goons. One thing led to another, I ended up with a shotgun in my chest, and the rest is history. Then, I woke up, god knows how much later. Some stupid little robot was telling me I'm a "Guardian" or some garbage now. I thought it was cool. And then big evil aliens started showing up! AND I PUNCHED THEM IN THE FACE SO HARD I KNOCKED THEIR HEADS OFF I realized my true calling. Running around the galaxy, destroying anything that was against the remains of humanity in the most brutal, satisfying way possible: with my knuckles. My gift has served me well.
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It began with a guardian who entered the vault. The vex created a two machines in its image. one male, one female, when the valt fell, the machines were blinded in the light and were forever changed. One went on to go back in time using what little vex remained in her. To scoured the vaults demise the outher chose to protect the guardians from the vex. But to do this he had to shut himself down. In old Russia a ghost found him. And a guardian was born.
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Noct-21 Apprentice Magister. Seraphim Guard. Aka Seven Seraphs. I served the Seraphim Guard before the collapse. Was stationed on Mars to protect some Vault of Charlemagne. I heard rumors of ancient relics and uncountable treasures. I never asked, wasn't my job to ask.. I should have asked.. Whispers of a garden full of roses, kept by eternal gardeners.. "Every rose has their thorns" I heard. I wish I hadn't. Maybe I should have left on one of the ships.. Wasn't my job to leave.. I should have left.. Last thing I remember was the sound of gunfire. An explosion ripping through the halls of a spaceport. Friends being turned to ash. We were leading an escape. I didn't go with them. I should have escaped.. I died that day. Buried under the sands of mars. Fighting for a lost cause.. I should have lived.. Ghost: [i]Guardian? Are you alive, Guardian?[/i]
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Shreds x, warlock, space magic.
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2 Replies9+10= 21
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I was once human... a normal soldier, set on a mission to Venus, some strange attacks have occurred there. We were on our way out the atmosphere when we were attacked. I could barely see who it was that gunned me down. Everything was silent... Then I woke up, energy flowed through my veins, my skin turned pale-ish blue. A floating piece of technology brought me back from the dead to help me defend earth for one more time.
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Edited by RebornV3: 3/2/2015 8:20:30 AMHuman Male (Hunter)-So after graduating Guardian training at the top of my class me and some or the other recruits go to a local bar before we are shipped off. So after heavy drinking and or losing a bar fight I'm found by a Ghost a few days later after sleeping off a wild night outside the Cosmodrome in a burnt out car I can only assume I was naked since the description of the starting clothes say they were made by the Ghost. So you go missing and sleep in a burnt out car for several days and everyone pronounces you dead and they don't recognize you for whatever reason but your memory is fuzzy so you don't give it a second thought. This is the only story that makes sense because I can't believe that as a human I just woke up after being dead for hundreds of years and I still shoot like an expert and know how to use future weapons without any training.
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2 RepliesNow, this is a story all about how My life got flipped-turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute Just sit right there I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air In west Philadelphia born and raised On the playground was where I spent most of my days Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys who were up to no good Started making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air' I begged and pleaded with her day after day But she packed my suit case and sent me on my way She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket. I put my Walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'. First class, yo this is bad Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass. Is this what the people of Bel-Air living like? Hmmmmm this might be alright. But wait I hear they're prissy, bourgeois, all that Is this the type of place that they just send this cool cat? I don't think so I'll see when I get there I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air Well, the plane landed and when I came out There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get arrested yet I just got here I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought 'Nah, forget it' - 'Yo, homes to Bel Air' I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air
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Edited by Ginger Gold: 3/2/2015 7:57:47 AMMy characters Titan =Dave Warlock=Sam Hunter=Ian 3 brothers,2 awoken and there half brother exo..they was killed in a massive battle that all started with someone wanting the exos weaterbix,he just lost it and started killing..they all had short tempers but dam. They grew up on a ship that was allways stuck in orbit,there mum was awoken and there father human..they had a sister but have not found her yet
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My character is a male prst1tvt3 who got caught nailing Awoken girls in the Reef. I flew off on my Aurora Lance but got hit by the Reef guard ships and crashed on the Cosmodrome /thread
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3 RepliesMy Hunter is a Gunslinger in search of the Man in Black.
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1 ReplyMy Titans parents were killed in front of him by a mugger during the golden age in an ally. Now that he has returned armed with his parents fortune and high tech armor he dispenses justice on evil doers in an attempt to clean up the streets to prevent this from happening to anyone else. Dreg 1: Hey did you hear something? Dreg 2: No? What did it sound like? *Titan fist of havoc from the sky killing both dregs* Titan: ......Justice.
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Edited by fatedsorrow: 12/8/2014 7:23:59 AMI was born from a prestigious clan in a hierarchal village on the Moon. I fulfilled my Destiny through selective and indiscriminate killings and overthrowing the clan's leader, then I took control of the village. I eventually conjured an army of nomadic barbarians, called the Moongals, and we invaded neighboring agricultural states, as my people despised agriculture for some reason. Our favorite method of intimidation was to gather a bunch of dead bodies we collected from a previous mass-killing and launch them with catapults into enemy cities. I had a change of heart when I saw the Darkness, so I turned to the Light. I am an anonymous Guardian, and nobody knows of my past because nobody ever asked except for you. And, yes, I am now a cyborg. People think I am an Exo, but that's what I want y'all to think. :>
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1 ReplyThroughout my life I had always not amounted to anything, I wasn't good in sports, hunting, academics, etc. I never thought I was good enough for anything, or anyone. However one day on a fine summer afternoon, I found a girl. She was the most prestigious and beautiful girl you could ever see. She seemed almost instantly attracted to me, for over the course of a year i worked up the courage to ask her out, she said yes. After two to three years I proposed, finally after the wedding was settled, I finally found what I was good at.. Observing. I watched everything from a distance then on one fateful day, middle of winter on a highway, a man walked through the busy streets, he seemed to be carrying a weapon. All I tried to do was get them out of there, my family, the ones I cared about. But this slowly slipped away as several rounds pierced both me and my wife. I collapsed, reaching out to the girl I still loved, hoping to see her in the afterlife.. Except I didn't, the Ghost brought me back. Back to this hellish world and now, I was given a new set of skills, murderous weapons, and an objective. To kill every bad guy that even attempts in hurting someone. I was revived to do one thing, save the world. And that's what I plan on doing. ------------------ That is it for my backstory, leave a favorite or a comment on it to let me know what you thought. Thanks for reading!
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Pretty much exactly the same as 300, but instead I hit Xerxes in his big dumb face and killed everyone, instead of just giving him a scratch and dying.
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I was on vacation in Russia, watching the Sochi Olympics. I maaaaaay have gotten slightly tipsy in the aftermath, and tried to start a campfire inside a car and sorta... assploded. [spoiler]whaddya expect my name's Pyro.[/spoiler]
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My back story: Woke up from dead, shoot aliens, and ask no questions about anything, and shoot more aliens.
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My character was a dedicated "bombsite b" holder in Counter Strike, De_Dust2. I must've fell asleep in the back seat of the blown up car in the bombsite after being bored to death with defending it and at some point was "One Deag'd" by the opposing "T side" and sent to hell, because a few hundred years later I'm awoken by this annoying little floating machine telling me I must continue to defend things..
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My Guardian (my Hunter) is Chilly, not his real name of course but he abandoned his real name for unknown reasons and no one knows how he got the name Chilly either. He is a team player but at times prefer to do things alone.
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4 RepliesOriginated on the moon colony near First Light. The hive raided the town, kidnapping the citizens to be breeded to serve the hive as thralls. He watched as his family were placed in cocoons and sealed, destined to forever serve the darkness. As they turned their attention towards him, the chamber erupted into a firefight as a guardian fireteam came to the rescue. By then it was too late. They took him back to the city and was raised an imperial hunter until netrayed by the titans during the Battle of the Twilight Gap. Centuries later he was found by the ghost and returned to the city. After the events of Destiny he left for the wilds searching for the brotherhood of the Thorn...Guardians who swore to use the very power of the hive against them. Through toil and sweat, he obtained the dark weapon. Upon its touch the darkness binded onto him, not all evil but not all good. Little did he realise that every time that hammer pulled back and the weapon fired...a little of the light was lost to the dark...he is doomed to follow the path Yor took centuries ago as are all guardians of the Thorn. For we flirt the line between the light and the dark
