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Edited by McBitties: 8/15/2014 2:04:07 PM
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Who do you think your Guardian was?

[b]I wrote this because I was curious about what my Guardian's life may of been like before he died and was resurrected, also, I've been really bored since the beta ended, and I need my fix. Everything here is strictly fan fiction, and in no way reflects Bungie's thoughts. What do you people think? Who was your guardian?[/b] Memories flickered in his mind like a dusty, old jukebox sputtering back to life after decades of inactivity. The first few were faint, brief flashes of light, but they progressively became stronger and more vivid. His fifth birthday party, meeting his wife for the first time, the adorable smile of his precious baby girl. They kept flooding in, and just when he thought he couldn’t handle anymore, it suddenly stopped. He was in a mall, holding the hand of his daughter. Light shone brightly through the glass canopy, and people were bustling to and fro, just like any other day. He looked down to see his daughter smiling at him, she was pointing towards the storefront of a candy store. There was a lollipop the size of her head in the window; she loved lollipops. He remembered this day, actually, it’s the last day he could remember, everything after seemed hazy, as if shrouded in a dense fog. That was when it hit him. Darkness, he remembered the darkness. He jerked his head to the right, putting himself face-to-face with his impending doom. Before him was what appeared to be a tidal wave of pitch black nothingness, it was as if he was gazing into the bellows of space itself. It was hurtling down the large, open corridor, consuming anything unfortunate enough to be in its path. His awe slowly began to fade into fear and panic. He tried to grab his daughter and run, but he couldn’t move his body. He was stuck in a snapshot of the past, forced to lose his daughter, everything he held dear, all over again. “Ella, can you hear me? It’s daddy! Please, Ella, please hear me!” He frantically screamed with tears starting to stream down his face. It was in vain, part of him knew this, but he didn’t want to accept it. The darkness was closing in now, he only had a few precious seconds left. He choked back his tears and looked down at his daughter for the last time, his imaginary hand gliding across her cheek and tucking her curly blonde hair behind her ear. “Ella, your daddy loves you,” he said quietly, “and he always will.” Then in an instant, it was gone, and only darkness remained. He floated alone in the dark, empty space, his body uncontrollably convulsing from sorrow. “Are you satisfied?” he yelled out, “has my suffering appeased whatever sick, sadistic fetish you have?” Suddenly there was a flash of light and a feeling that can only be described as being struck by a defibrillator; although he had never actually experienced that himself. It happened again, and again. Each time the shock was stronger, and the light grew brighter, until he suddenly shot up and gasped. The air hurt as it shot into his lungs, but he breathed heavily nonetheless; wait, why was he breathing? He frantically looked around, but his eyes were having trouble focusing. The only thing he could see was the faint outline of what seemed to be a floating object in front of him. That’s when he heard it. “I’ve been looking a longtime for you, Guardian. I’m glad I finally found you.”
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  • Let's just say they finally killed Master Chief... But he was never gonna stay dead right?
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    • Just a local milkman doing his daily milk run.
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    • Edited by AdrenalSpooky: 8/26/2014 4:30:07 AM
      Mine worked at Taco Bell.... But get this, he served [b][u]SUBS[/u][/b] and [b][u]PIZZAS[/u][/b]! Edit: I almost forgot.... He wore a uniform.... for [b][u]MCDONALDS[/u][/b]!
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    • Edited by Raptillion: 8/14/2014 9:24:42 PM
      My name is Ben. No last name, my parents never bothered to tell me before they left me. I grew up as an orphan living on the streets dying from an uncureable disease that slowly eats away my organs. I was never the smartest or the strongest, but I'll be damned if I wasn't the bravest. I spent most of my time wondering around looking for trouble trying to make a name for myself before I died. On May twentieth just five days after my 13th birthday the "gang" I had been wanting to join for years finally decided to initiate me. They had been scouting out a "prey" for me. It was the largest house I've every seen and it was my "job" to rob from its owner. "So you think you can do this?" the ringleader asked me. "Of course I can." ,although I was feeling very apprehensive, I replied "There we go that's the Ben we know!" 'Alright this is it this is my chance!' I thought as I climbed through an open window. As I wondered through the impossibly big house I started to get lost and even forget what I was suppose to do. Than I smelt something that was better then anything I ever smelt. I hunted down the aroma and it lead to a dinning room larger and bigger then I've ever seen. There was a large table in the middle of the room and on that table laid a feast. Looking on up to the head of the table set a man who was of obvious wealth. "Welcome!", he exclaimed in a deep booming voice. The voice felt intimidating yet kind. "It's been a very long time sense I had guest. Come, sit, partake in the food!" Sorry I'll finish the story later I have to go to band practice
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      • Everything is fuzzy before the collapse....screams, gun fire, explosions and the thick scent of death. What happened before or even if he existed before it, is unclear...Just a deep hatred for the darkness burning in his heart. Left alone on a barren planet, he lived day to day...salvaging space ship parts, food, weaponry and ammo. When he finished his makeshift ship, he managed to get the hunk of scrap to the reef where he had heard others sharing the odd memories and the changes caused by the collapse. It was good for a time, a cold drink with friends, someone to share the night with and a sense of ease. His hate seemed to subside, sure it teased at his thoughts but he was content...or so he thought. An earth born awoken came to the reef one day, pleading for help in the war but few came to the call. A sudden compulsion over took him, but why? He was safe, fed, and happy...why would he give it up? He signed onto the venture still mentally debating the choice. The answer of why would come sooner than expected....while on a transport ship headed to the last city the fallen bombarded the ship, the engines began to fail the siren blaring for everyone to brace themselves for a crash landing. Panic filled the cabin of the ship and it finally clicked....the old memories flooding in with an intensity that threatened to make him go mad. The anger pent up inside burst into life. Then all went blank, how he died, what happened to the ship and those on it was just gone. Then from the blackness came a voice. " I know you can hear me, wake up! This world needs your light, WAKE UP!!" And wake he did roaring and punching at an enemy that was no longer there. His vision cleared and focused on a small floating machine. " I've been looking for a long time for you guardian, I'm glad i finally found you. Now quickly the fallen are coming!" He didn't know what this machine was, where it would take him or why it helped him...but he was alive again. He followed the little machine, with many questions floating in his head but the feeling that he was on the right path. that with this life he had found his purpose and he would not waste this new chance at life.
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      • It was a regular, spring day at the academy, and Daren lay next to Lucy, his girlfriend, in the tall flowing grass of the courtyard outside the traveler studies building. The sun was shining, and the waves could be heard crashing up against the rocks of the cliff just a few hundred feet away. "What do you think you'll do after graduation?" Lucy asked propping herself up on her elbow. "Honestly, I don't know, my parents want me to be some great student of the traveler, but all I really know is that I want to be with you no matter where I choose to go." "Oh" Lucy said "so, big plans for the future." "Yeah, I guess so." They were quiet for a minute before Lucy said "Daren, I don't want to follow everyone else's wishes, I don't want to go to the big cities on mars, or to Earth to look at that giant friggin orb everyday. What I want is something that no one will let me have so I'll just have to take it for myself." Laying back down she whispered into Daren's ear saying " I want to escape to mercury, to paradise, and I want you to come with me." " Okay Lucy, we'll escape, we'll go and we'll never turn back." The couple laid there for hours holding hands and daring up at the sky until rain started pouring and they had to take refuge in the traveler studies building. They sat on a bench in the deserted lobby, seeing as it was spring break and nobody felt the need to visit those stone cold hallways. They watched as a deep fog set in over the campus thinking how strange this storm was seeing as though the forecast was 90 degrees fahrenheit and sunny. The wind started howling and huge streaks of lightning could be seen shooting down from the clouds. The pressure on the glass grew stronger and stronger until the windows shattered sending shards of glass everywhere. Then, slowly the fog crept in the room, "run!" Daren shouted, but Lucy could not hear his words for the wind was too loud, the fog crept closer enveloping them in its dark tendrils until their eyes were useless because of the extreme dark. And that was when they felt a dark, heavy presence envelop their minds, crushing their souls into bits. Daren heard Lucy scream and that blood boiling sound was the last thing he remembered before falling into the darkness. That was, of course, the last thing he remembered until he saw a light. It was a faint light but a light none the less and it started expanding, stretching glowing tendrils out as if to grab him and pull him out of the sea of dark that he had been in for what seemed like centuries. He heard a voice that steadily got louder as he was being reeled in, away from the darkness. Slowly it got louder until he could almost make out the words it said and he could see something floating above him. "Hello guardian, I am a ghost, well, actually I'm your ghost and I've been looking for you for a long time." Sorry if this story was kind of long, I tend to get carried away when I start writing, I know it's not the best and I probably have a ton of errors in it but thanks for reading anyway. P.S.-IF YOU DID NOT READ THIS STORY I WOULD VERY MUCH APPRECIATE IT IF YOU WENT BACK AND READ IT. IT'S HARD TO REALLY BE CRITIQUED WHEN THE ONLY PEOPLE YOU HAVE ARE FRIENDS AND FAMILY.
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      • Nice bruh
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      • Edited by SubMariner: 8/22/2014 5:04:57 AM
        I think they were Darude Sandstorm
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      • A florist. They were all florists.
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      • [quote][b]I wrote this because I was curious about what my Guardian's life may of been like before he died and was resurrected, also, I've been really bored since the beta ended, and I need my fix. Everything here is strictly fan fiction, and in no way reflects Bungie's thoughts. What do you people think? Who was your guardian?[/b] Memories flickered in his mind like a dusty, old jukebox sputtering back to life after decades of inactivity. The first few were faint, brief flashes of light, but they progressively became stronger and more vivid. His fifth birthday party, meeting his wife for the first time, the adorable smile of his precious baby girl. They kept flooding in, and just when he thought he couldn’t handle anymore, it suddenly stopped. He was in a mall, holding the hand of his daughter. Light shone brightly through the glass canopy, and people were bustling to and fro, just like any other day. He looked down to see his daughter smiling at him, she was pointing towards the storefront of a candy store. There was a lollipop the size of her head in the window; she loved lollipops. He remembered this day, actually, it’s the last day he could remember, everything after seemed hazy, as if shrouded in a dense fog. That was when it hit him. Darkness, he remembered the darkness. He jerked his head to the right, putting himself face-to-face with his impending doom. Before him was what appeared to be a tidal wave of pitch black nothingness, it was as if he was gazing into the bellows of space itself. It was hurtling down the large, open corridor, consuming anything unfortunate enough to be in its path. His awe slowly began to fade into fear and panic. He tried to grab his daughter and run, but he couldn’t move his body. He was stuck in a snapshot of the past, forced to lose his daughter, everything he held dear, all over again. “Ella, can you hear me? It’s daddy! Please, Ella, please hear me!” He frantically screamed with tears starting to stream down his face. It was in vain, part of him knew this, but he didn’t want to accept it. The darkness was closing in now, he only had a few precious seconds left. He choked back his tears and looked down at his daughter for the last time, his imaginary hand gliding across her cheek and tucking her curly blonde hair behind her ear. “Ella, your daddy loves you,” he said quietly, “and he always will.” Then in an instant, it was gone, and only darkness remained. He floated alone in the dark, empty space, his body uncontrollably convulsing from sorrow. “Are you satisfied?” he yelled out, “has my suffering appeased whatever sick, sadistic fetish you have?” Suddenly there was a flash of light and a feeling that can only be described as being struck by a defibrillator; although he had never actually experienced that himself. It happened again, and again. Each time the shock was stronger, and the light grew brighter, until he suddenly shot up and gasped. The air hurt as it shot into his lungs, but he breathed heavily nonetheless; wait, why was he breathing? He frantically looked around, but his eyes were having trouble focusing. The only thing he could see was the faint outline of what seemed to be a floating object in front of him. That’s when he heard it. “I’ve been looking a longtime for you, Guardian. I’m glad I finally found you.”[/quote] My exo was spending his time either a butler to a glorious family who smiled as bright as the sun and loved everyone or he was protecting the wall. Now that the darkness has consumed everything, he has a strange sense in his circuits. He knows he's not supposed to have feelings but he Imagines that this is what hate feels like. Hate towards the injustice of the family he so dutifully served dieing.
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      • My Guardian worked at S-Mart. Shop smart shop S-Mart. He died doing what he loved, hail to the king baby!
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      • An awoken sex slave. XD
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        • My titan was a pole dancer. But since the fallen visited the club she started fist of havocing everything. because of civile casualitys she got fired and later got murderd by the fallen who avenged their 18 year old fallen friend who wanted a first time real life experience boner. True story. Real life is dangerous. (Alone... take some guardians with you)
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        • Edited by Noctus: 8/15/2014 7:49:31 AM
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          Tua mater latior quam Rubicon est - old

          I fought in the last great war and died protecting the last city on mars not yet overtaken by the darkness. We were out numbered and out matched. With no chance of survival, we did the best we could to hold back the darkness so that the remaining civilian escape vessels could depart without harm. I never found out if any of them ever made it to safety..
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          • I was a time traveling killer robot. I went into the future and killed all the darkness. Clearly the darkness wasn't cool with that so before I ended him he sent a killer assassin robot into the past before I became a time traveling badass. Then Killed me, but now I'm back and now.....It's personal.
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            • My Exo was a sex bot or a [i]SExo[/i].
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            • He was pixels on my character creation screen. Nothing more.
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              • A care free guy with little ambition, did his job went home to drink thinking of society's way of doing things.
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              • Micheal Scott
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              • Obama
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              • I'm assuming that my guardian was a notorious drug dealer in his past.
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              • Morgan Freeman or myself
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              • Edited by z3r0 c0oI: 8/21/2014 11:42:07 PM
                Bruce lee
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              • my guardian was a baker that joined an global military to combat aliens that had religous conflicts with humans. i was a sniper.... WHO IS IT???
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              • Tupac
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              • For anyone that enjoyed this story at all and wondered what happened when he woke up, I just posted the second chapter! Feel free to to check it out [url=http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/68112742]here[/url].
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