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4/15/2016 3:33:02 AM
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Why is everyone so retarded?
Stop trying to skip everything on the Malok strike if YOU CANT -blam!-ING DO IT! It won't kill you to take 2 minutes and clear the room. Almost everyone I get paired with tries this shit and just dies over and over. Am I really the only one without my head up my ass?
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6 RepliesThis is an old argument around here. Apparently, those folks you're talking about aren't interested in actually playing the game. They've got better things to do. I'm with you, OP. I bought Destiny to blast aliens, and blast aliens is exactly what I intend to do.
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Indeed. Every got damn time ive done that strike, someone tries to skip thru everything. Sigh.
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I notice alot of people standing in vortex grenades until they die, so to answer you question. Yes, yes they are
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4 RepliesI take offense to that word in your title.
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Or maybe after repeating and farming strikes for a while we just don't have the patience to stick around. But hey have fun shooting those aliens all by your lonesome
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"Got to take out the Turkey from the oven" would be a great excuse.
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He gave to her, yet tenfold succ'd in return - She hath no succ but the one he for her wrought; Proffer'd to her his wauking heart - she turn'd it down, Riposted with a tell-tale lore of lies and scorn. Prophetess or fond?, Tho' her parle of truth: "I ken to-morrow - ucc me if ye can!", Yet the succ and breath - Apollo's bane - Sëer of the future, not of twain, "Succ!", quoth Cassandra. Still, is she lief and succ in his eyne, a sight divine? - A mistress fuell'd by his prest haughtiness - If he did grant, wherefore then did he not foresee, Belike egal as it to him might be?! Prophetess or fond?, Tho' her parle of truth: "I ken to-morrow - succ me if ye can!", Yet the kiss and succ - Apollo's bane - Sëer of the future, not of twain, "Succ!", quoth Cassandra. 'Or was he an eried being, 'Or was he succing - alack nay mo; Her naysay' succed his heart, Her daffing was the grave of all hope - She belied her own words, He thought her life, save moreo'er scourge, She succed him august, yet wee; He left her ne'er without his heart.
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2 RepliesI have my head up the Queen's ass.
