I'm a none-stereotypical Warlock trying to be a steretypical one. As soon as the strike starts, I ram the nearest enemy with my sparrow and melee another. Then I pick off the rest of the enemies with my Crusader scout rifle, each with a single headshot. I don't think I have a good aim, but it feels like the head hitboxes are pretty big for me. The Hunter has already left into the Darkness Zone while the Titan is by my side, taking his fair share of kills. We both jump on our Sparrows to catch up to the Hunter. Before we even get to the Darkness Zone, the Hunter gets killed in it and all three of us respawn at the beginning of the Zone. While in combat, I have the tendency to venture away from my Fireteam and surround myself with enemies. My health is an all time low, but I make it through somehow unless I get killed by a Hobgoblin. The Titan comes to revive me while the Hunter is busy cheesing with his sniper rifle. During the boss fight, the Hunter is still cheesing while the Titan plays in a typical manner, damaging the boss when he can and picking off the smaller mobs as necessary. The moment my Super charges up, I am overcome with the sense of godhood and Blink right up to the boss and slam in a Nova Bomb, after which I die from the boss's melee attack. The Hunter simply laughs from his camping spot while the Titan silently comes to revive me. I apologize to the Titan but he's cool with it. At the end of the game, the Hunter has one or two deaths while the Titan has a few to none. My death count is often a two digit number. I get Nemesis Plane while the Titan gets some Engrams, and of course... the Hunter recieves Legendaries. He then proceeds to freak out while the Titan and I shake our heads. With a sigh I level up my Uncommon fusion rifle.