(Original credit, goes to WedgedLamb, who posted this golden reply on http://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/93312725/0/0 )
[quote]I've played with [b]SmoggyPluto[/b] before, I'll tell you, that bro deserves it. He's always got his teammates back. He'll jump in there when your taking fire. Literally took multiple bullets for me. One time I lost my dog and he found it for me. He lent me money when I was behind on bills. Taught me how to change a tire.
Honestly I can't think of anyone who deserves the gjallahorn more.[/quote]
It made me laugh, as did the response to it.
So I figured I'd post it so we could all share our stories of this legendary guardian.
Smoggy, we salute you.
[b]Edit:[/b] Loving the response so far, keep them coming guardians.
I wonder if/when Smoggy will see this? What would he say?
[b]Edit2:[/b] We are now trending.
[b]Edit3:[/b] These responses required archiving.
Buckbeard - http://i.imgur.com/H8hMx8t.jpg
Zeezke99 - http://s29.postimg.org/qzclx969j/Smoggy_Pluto.jpg
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1 ReplyEdited by F4t4lZ3r0: 1/20/2015 8:54:54 PM99/100 kills without dying. I was patrolling the moon, searching for Fallen and Hive prey to complete my bounty. I cleared the entirety of Archer's Line, waiting for the mobs to respawn once again. As I was walking, the sky turned black, the sky roared, and there was a brilliant light in the sky. "This could be bad," says Dinklebot. As I stood in awe of the light, fragments of the Warsat fell several meters around me, and I froze in terror as I saw the machine falling toward me. SWOOSH SWOOSH BOOM *silence* I was waiting for the red and gray screen, "killed by the architects," signifying the reset of my bounty... Another 100 kills to grind through. But instead, he was there. A man, a Titan of great strength, holding up the Warsat above me with his strikingly powerful arms. He looked at me, with a calm intensity, and gave me a nod. What happened next... I will never forget. With the grace of a Greek sculpture, he shifted his weight to carry the Warsat with one arm. The other revealed a Hallowed Knight from his inventory, beaten, submissive, pleading for peace. He gave me the go ahead. With a single shot, I delivered the calm to the knight, as swift as a hawk flying through the moon. Bounty completed. The man let out a grin, set the Warsat down, and brought out a magnificent beast of weaponry. A regal launcher of black and white trimmed with gold below the bust of a bold eagle. But as I was admiring his prize, the fallen were upon us. I heard it roar. A death defying roar that made cowards of even the greatest of guardians. It tore through the air to the first fallen ship, tearing it to shreds and obliterating all Fallen inside. The Fallen were never really smart, but they knew they could not win. Not even the strengths of 50 Walkers, an army of Captains, and a squad of Primes could take down this one man. The rest fled, fearful, haunted by his power. It was just me and him now. Still in awe, he gave me the most noble salute, and summoned his Snowblind. Before he throttled away, I asked him, "Wait, sir, where are you going now?" "I hear Pluto is rather smoggy this time of year, just how I like it."