How are we doing everyone, hope you're good.
Odds are I don't know you and you don't know me, but my account will be 9 years old later this year, it's 3 AM where I'm at, and I'm feeling a little nostalgic. Was pretty active here a good 5-6 years ago, bunch of topics and threads made, lots of fun had. Life moves on and so do we, eventually I found myself unable to really do much because, at the time, I didn't play Destiny, and you needed a linked guardian to post anything. That was my cue to leave.
I've been playing D2 for over a year now, D1 for a few on and off, and I'm pretty comfortable in it, at least in pve anyway, I still find it damn near impossible to hit 3 headshots in a row with a 140 hand cannon that does 96% of the work for me like a god roll Austringer.
Anyway enough about me, this is the nostalgia hour. Gimme your favourite memory from Bungie's past. Could be something in D2 that isn't there anymore like the intro mission in the old tower, getting to wield the sword in your first clear of Crota's End, shooting the -blam!- with some dudes you've never met before between games of SWAT in Reach, going for hours with your little brother in ODST firefight, anything. For me it's these forums back when I was active. Spending a couple hours going through threads, recognising people like Biosmiley day after day, without a care.
Grab a mug of hot chocolate and settle down around the campfire for storytime, all nostalgia welcome.
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Ah, I, Panzer, am a young one, but I shall share my earliest experiences, for your viewing displeasure. And yes, the first time I played Halo was shamefully recent, so I shall begin with, the Unnameable, unspeakable, TERRIBLE, Destiny 2. Yes, yes, I said it. I'm not going to find funny names for it the whole time, nerds. Take my organs at your pleasure! My first memory of a Bungie game was actually, in UNSPEAKABLE. It may have been in the Halo games, but my Panzer Parents™ were always quite worried about the impact of the more violent games on my mental health (thus, I grew up on a leap pad ultra, not an xbox) As a small, middle-school-aged tank, I was just getting off my addiction to Skylanders, when, in the 5th grade, a person I just met (who I have been friends with since, I would go as far as to call him my brother, though my current one is sibling-y enough) mere days ago told me about Destiny. I had seen my favorite Nerf youtube (LordDraconical, I think it was) talk about Destiny 1 before, as he was a pretty eBic gamer, and so I was familiar with the franchise. Small, stubby me waddled up to my parents. "My new FRIEND plays a game called DESTINY. Can I PLAY?" Of course, however I pleaded, the answer was no. Their favorite site to quote, CommonSenseMedia, said it was around my age! The disgrace! The dishonor! How could I return to middle school, knowing that I would not be able to game with my friend? Well, sometime later, we became friends enough that I was invited over to his house. I was slightly more mature, just barely entering my Undertale phase (a dark time...), and he offered to let me play THE RED WAR, but on his Laptop. Creating my character was the usual middle-school-idiot filled... idiocy, and thus I chose Titan, for they looked manly, and an exo, for they look robot-y. This began the saga of me going to his house, watching him do well in crucible or something, then taking the dinky little PS4 controller, and desperately attempting to hit anything (at this time, I had an Xbox, but I rarely played it, for it was my Father's, and his games were on it, so I was new to controller). All of this activity was of course "outside" the knowledge of Father Panzer, and we would often get up to other shenanigans, so it was easier to say what we did and "accidentally" omit the gaming of the Destiny. Yes, these times were great, and fun. I eventually restarted on Warlock, enjoying it much more, and since moved to Hunter. I still rarely play these days, but it is enjoyable enough, and no amount of OT jokes will get me to think otherwise. These periods are probably what reinforced the friendship. My extreme dislike of my biological brother often prompted my parents to recite the ancient curse: "Friends move away, but Family is forever", however, I have not yet encountered this problem. Even my -blam!- friend and I still talk every now and again, after he moved All the way to South Dakota. I could not imagine it... So cold... Bah, I shall end my ramblings here. Have a good day, and remember, Organ Tax is applicable to anyone who mentions Destiny, even me! Seeyuh!