After searching through the Destiny grimoire for hours and hours, and looking through countless amounts of forum post and YouTube videos, I keep finding myself coming back to one question. My morning routine used to be normal. You know, wake up, pet my dog, get some Betty Crocker Bisquick Shake 'N Pour Buttermilk Pancakes, with my favorite Aunt Jemima Original Syrup, and then get ready to go to work. It really was the American dream. But now the stress I have from keeping this question to myself has started to destroy me. My guilt has driven me to not eat. I lost my job and I barely leave my room. Sunlight hurts my eyes. I woke up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. I had a dream, a terrible dream, about what we don’t know. My family thinks I’m crazy, but am I? Am I really crazy for posing such an important question to the tyrannical committee that stands before us? The developers are feigning innocence and are keeping one answer from us. Bungie thinks they can make a fool out of me. But not this time. I’m quaking in my boots. My fingers are shaking as I type this. Does Shaxx have ears?
He does, but they're pointy like an elf's. The horns on his helmet are to hold them in place.