One time at band camp.

Jumped into a titans bubble with Helm of Saint 14 just shot my sniper and see in the bottom corner that I killed someone

I've blinked out of 3 nova bombs at once....

I saw someone get a double off an explodey box

In trials, I was the only one left on my team. It was heavy round and I was on their spawn. I was using hezen's vengeance and killed two guys in their team with a whole cartridge. A warlock comes at me and used nova bomb. I was on my Titan and I had catapult on (momentum jump) and dodged the hell out of his scatter bombs and shot a rocket at him with the last rocket.

Control. 3 enemies guarding a point with a Titan bubble. Rushed into the bubble with shoulder charge minimal damage. Did Fist of Havoc inside their bubble got a "Triple Down" on all 3 enemies

Few days ago in crucible I was playing shores of time I think (the map where B is open from every angle and has a death bullet on 3/4 sides) anyways we were at the heavy ammo spot and 3 of my team was by me and 5 enemies showed up. After a grueling gunfight with a shit load of grenades (we were all out in the open) I was the only survivor. I had taken out 2 guys with my red death and survived 3 grenades. I walked away with a sliver of health being the only one standing at the end of the gun fight. The red death is one of my favorite crucible weapons now.

Lol at all you guys talking about yourselves in a thread about other guardians. Really shows how egotistical you pricks are.

Bungie can't handle all the characters! Part II here > https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/135438128/0/0 [b]It was Year 1945.[/b] I was a corporeal fresh out of the US Army boot camp, and was sent straight to Germany in the middle of [i]World War II[/i]. You see back in my day there weren't good video games. We didn't play the Trials of Osiris, we lived the Trials of Osiris. My old combatant Sgt. Thomas G. Booker was one of the finest men you would come across. Yea he was a smart-ass at times, but he was a good guy. It was over 76 years ago, but I still remember it like it was just yesterday. [u]Operation Varsity.[/u] ----- Capture land from the Germans to weaken their defenses. Booker and I were on a reconnaissance mission with our squad. We sure had some bad luck, we were in the first division, basically meaning first to infiltrate. It was bad, but wasn't as bad as the rest. Hundreds of men died getting shot out of the sky before and in mid air-drop. Poor bastards. Our squad's objective was to scout out and radio in massive infantry groupings, and pom-poms locations. [i]No, these weren't cheerleading pom-poms.[/i] Our route was 10 miles down a river, which lead into a sewer system that led straight into the outskirts of the city. It took a few hours but once we were in the city there was no going back. The failure of Operation Varsity was not an option for us. There were German soldiers on the streets and in the buildings all around the small building we were located in. Myself, I counted out around 90 Germans, 3 heavy artillery guns, one pom-pom in the area, and no tanks or planes. In the midst of recording their forces we heard a German yelling "Da drin, Da drin!" Which means over there, over there! We tried to make a break for it but within minutes our squad of 10 was captured. Danny, Frank, Jimmy, and Ryan were shot on sight. They took the rest of us as captives to be tortured for information. All I remember is seeing my comrades being executed and then hearing a loud crack and feeling a sudden thump on the back of my head. When I awoke I found myself unable to move my arms or legs, I must have been tied to something. I could hear the agonizing screams of my squad mates. [b] Everything was black.[/b] There was tug on my head and I was blinded by a bright light, but I could sort of see two figures standing right in front of me. The shadowy figures became more clear until I could make out two humans, ugly N@zi bastards. One was speaking half ass English to me. He was a rough looking man, who was dressed in a officers uniform, had a sun-scorched burn on the left side of his face, no facial hair, but had eyebrows thicker than the F--kin' Amazon Forest. He crouched down looked me in the eyes and asked me what our plan was. I wouldn't say a word to his two face ass. He understood my silence, didn't say a word, just turned around and started looking for something on the table. Strange, he grabbed a bottle of wine, opened it up with a corkscrew, and poured himself a glass. He swirled it around in his hand and took a sip and placed it down. The Aryan asshole picked up the corkscrew and I knew exactly where this was going. Without giving me a second chance to answer, he jammed the corkscrew into my leg and twisted it, I screamed bloody murder. He asked me two more times and I refused, which in response he twisted it deeper into my leg. I could feel it tearing each muscle fiber with every rotation and the immense pain of it scraping my bone. It was a nightmare, I was writhing in pain and thinking to myself "I'm going to die here." I will be tortured until one of us tells them what they want to hear and then we'll be executed. I wasn't the only one, I could hear my squad being tortured also. I'm not sure if they said anything, I could only hear their blood curdling screams. Among the screams of my squad I swear I heard cannon fire. Then I heard it again and again. Suddenly, BOOM! The wall 20 feet from me exploded inwards spewing bricks and debris inward, and sending the two German soldiers and I flying backwards. The explosion had such force that when it threw me back it had broken my chair I was tied to thus setting me free. The two soldiers were left bloody and incapacitated. I took a machine gun from the officer's puppy-dog and went towards the direction of my comrades screams I heard earlier. I could barely see or hear due to the explosion and walking was unbearable because of the corkscrew lodged in my leg, but I put everything I had into saving my squad. I peeked in a room to where I saw my comrade Butch and two disoriented Germans. I gunned down two German soldiers who were only equipped with hand-guns and then I freed Butch. He told me the others are in the room on the other side of the wall. As we were headed towards that direction, I peeked around the corner and felt someone's razor sharp knife at my throat. I screamed and aimed at the assailant and Butch had my back! In a standoff of death, we quickly realized it was Fritz's knife at my throat with Sgt. Booker aimed at Butch. "Fritz! It's me, It's me!" I yelled. "Phew, what the hell are you two doing sneaking up on us like that?!" Fritz said in a relieved but anxious way. "Damn it's good to see you two, did you find the others?" I curiously said. "Haas and George are dead. Part of building collapsed in the explosion." Sgt. Booker uneasily explained. "F--kin' N@zi bastards!" Said pissed off Fritz. "How did you guys get free?" I asked. "I'll tell you later after we get out of this mess, now let's find a way out of this hell!" Sgt. Booker said with a stern voice. Sgt. Booker said he'd explain later how he got out, but never did. There was only four of us alive out of the whole squad, and we were in trouble. We were in the midst of a war-zone. There were bombs falling from the sky, explosions from cannons, Germans yelling, guns blazing. It was indeed Hell. The other 3 were mildly injured from the explosion and had cuts and bruises from being tortured, but I was in the worst shape. I told them to leave me because I would only slow them down. And out of anything this is my most vivid memory, Sgt. Booker grabbed me by the back of my neck and looked me dead in the eyes with a fierce look and said, "I would give up my own limbs, mind, and soul before I left someone in my squad Behind. I'm not leaving you because the -blam!- if I'm givin' up any of those today!" We all had no idea where they had taken us, but Sgt. Booker was determined to get us home. They sat me down while they looked outside for a safe path to take. My luck, Fritz was also a field medic. When he twisted out the corkscrew and it was almost as bad as it going in. Then he wrapped my leg and handed me my gun back. Shortly after Butch and Booker spotted an alley across the street which seemed to lead into a long building that could lead us to the outside of town... It wasn't much, but it was hope. They tried to get me up, but from losing blood and being in unbearable pain, I blacked out. It was all a blur but I remember seeing the bricks move below my feet as if they were walking in the opposite direction as I was being carried. I remember flashes of me waking up while still being carried, just to black out again. I finally woke up from Butch slapping the shit out of me, but it was for good reason. [b]The Germans found us...[/b] We were trapped in the back of a diner surrounded by N@zis. Booker told Butch look for a way out, while Booker and Fritz took cover and readied for a fight. I was laid down in the back unable to see anything, but if they came into the back I had my gun loaded and ready. You could hear dogs barking, and Germans yelling outside, and from the sounds of it they were closing in fast! Next thing I heard was a loud smash as the front door was kicked in. It sounded like a dog rushed inside followed by shooting and Fritz, who was taking cover behind the bar, screaming. They shot Fritz, and were approaching slowly and cautiously. Is this it? 2 Dozen Germans closing in on the remaining 3 of my squad. Was this really the end? We made it through all of that, with safety in reach just to die like this? ((([b]"No, this is not where it ends." Booker confidently proclaimed. "Steve..... My Super is finally charged....." "I told you we are going home, and that's where we are headed." Just as Booker finished that last sentence he bolted around the corner screaming and hurled his Nova Bomb at all of the soldiers. [b]Booker got the biggest multi-kill I have ever seen in my life. The explosion itself took out 19 soldiers plus 3 attack dogs, and the remaining 4 soldiers were sucked into the vortex, never to be seen again.[/b]))) [i](This is a spoof ending) part II below https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/135438128/0/0[/i]