Here is another tale. This one from "The Epic of SmoggyPluto: The Last Raid" It was a cold, dark day and myself and five other Guardians were at Atheon on Hard Mode. We were no match. We tried and we tried and we tried but alas, we could not prevail. We decided to give it one more go and I ended up being the last man standing. Just as we were about to give up, the impossible happened. [b][i]"SmoggyPluto has joined the Fireteam"[/i][/b] We were stunned. A seventh Fireteam member? How could this be? He joined the game and immediately proceeded to revive my fallen comrades; even though we were on Hard Mode. At this point me and the rest of the Fireteam were perplexed. Regardless of the unworldly, God-like wizardry we had just experienced, we pressed on. "OK g-g-get ready to teleport g-guys" I mumbled. SmoggyPluto let out a silent yet hearty chuckle and merely muttered the words: [i]"No."[/i] Immediately Atheon shed a tear, lifted up the Gates and proceeded to cheese himself by running off of the edge. We were speechless. I think the female member of the Fireteam had an orgasm. We all received a No Land Beyond each except from SmoggyPluto whom received a Gjallarhorn. He showed his distaste by going: [i]"Humph".[/i] Immediately, all of our No Land Beyonds turned to Gjallahorns and we were all level 32 with maxed out Raid gear. However, his Gjallarhorn had turned into a No Land Beyond. [i]"That's better"[/i] he said. [b][i]"SmoggyPluto has left the Fireteam"[/i][/b]

My friend told me this so I don't know if it's true, but he said he was running the VOG with 5 players and they had just started defending the sync plates. It was hard going and one of their fireteam members left. They were down to 4. They had 2 guardians on each of the top and middle sync plates and no one on the bottom sync plate. Then a player joined... and he took the bottom sync plate. Carnage reigned at the bottom sync plate but the lone guardian fended them off. Eventually the spire formed and the gate opened. The lone guardian ascended the steps from the bottom sync plate, incredulously holding the Khostov 7G-02 in his hand and wiping the sweat from his brow. It was SmoggyPluto! Then, the original 5th member returned to the fireteam, Smoggy turned to them and said "you'll be right now fellas" .. and left the fireteam. My friend will never forget that day, and he never even got a chance to thank him.

The first time I saw Smoggy, I was doing the Nightfall with some buddies and it was the Omnigal mission. In the Sky Watch, on our way to the Jovian complex, a public event occurred. So, we defended the Warsat in the Sky Watch. It was a massive battle with Fallen and Hive everywhere. We had almost completed the event when both my buddies died. Then I saw what killed them, that damn Urzok knight prick. He starred at me and started upon me ... I put so much lead in him but he didn't die ... I was almost dead and Urzok lifted his weapon for the death blow ... then as his weapon descended ... he shattered into a thousand pieces. What happened? I looked around and saw a figure in the distance holding a sniper (up near the old helicopter wrecks). The figure waved ... and I saw on the screen "SmoggyPluto waves". He saved me and my fireteam. I haven't seen him since, but I suspect he is out there keeping a watchful eye over us (all of us .. meaning you too). Thanks Smoggy. Thanks mate.

Here is a story from "The Epic of SmoggyPluto: Return of the Casuals" SmoggyPluto looked up and saw Rahool for what he really was. "I trusted you," he proclaimed, "You were everything we needed. We could’ve stopped Crota, together." "It was your own fault." the Cryptarch said. "You let your feelings get the better of you." And with that, it began. Smoggy pulled his Gjallarhorn from its holster, firing rockets left and right, but none of them hit. Using his powers, Rahool formed a wall of blue engrams in front of him, blocking the shots. "I taught you better than that." he stated to Smoggy before chucking an uncommon at him. Smoggy strode to the left, just barely dodging the engram. But looking down, he saw his arm begin to bleed. The engram had just barely scratched him as his level began to slowly drop. "Is now the time for the student to finally defeat the master” Rahool asked. “Let’s find out,” Smoggy replied with a smirk. He lifted his weight up, thrusting his legs out as he kicked double dropkicked the infamous Cryptarch in the balls. Rahool looked up, and right before Smoggy moved in to punch him in the face, he pulled out an engram, but this one was different. This one was special. Holding it in his hand, the Cryptarch held out a golden-colored engram. It was a chest exotic engram. “Please,” Rahool begged, “Just stop. Take this, it’s yours.” Smoggy eased his way forward, cautious of the Cryptarch’s intentions. Could this be it? Could this be the moment where the conflict would finally end? Where Rahool would atone for his crimes? Where Smoggy would get the Heart of Praxic Fire once and for all? Smoggy picked up the engram. “Would you please?” “It would be my honor,” Rahool replied. But just as the Cryptarch took the engram, unveiling its contents, Smoggy watched as an exotic color of yellow flashed on the screen. It wasn’t Heart of the Praxic Fire. It wasn’t even a Warlock item. It was the Lucky Raspberry. The most common item for a class that Smoggy didn’t even have. “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” Smoggy shouted as he crashed to his knees before the Crpytarch kicked him back to the ground, with Gjallarhorn firing a rocket that whizzed past him and blew the railing off of the Tower’s edge. “Yes, Smoggy. Cry in shame for your loss. You will never find Praxic Fire as long as I am alive.” The Cryptarch said, “But there is an alternative. Join me, Smoggy, and rule by my side.” “I’ll never join you! You killed my father!” Smogy said. “No, Smoggy,” the Cryptarch replied, “I am your father.” “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” “Search your heart, you know it to be true. Join me, and we can rule the measly four planets of Destiny as father and son.” “Never!” Smoggy shouted, as he charged the Cryptarch. Just before reaching him, Smoggy smashed a blue engram into the Cryptarch’s face over and over and over before falling back in fatigue. “You son of a bitch… You’ve defeated me.” Rahool proclaimed. Inching his way back in defeat, the Cryptarch glowered in shame. But just after the second step, the Cryptarch stepped on his toga, tripping back over the edge of the Tower. “NOOOOOOOOOOooooooo…..” he shouted as he fell all the way to the ground. “Its over…” Smoggy said. “It’s done” Lifting himself to his feet, Smoggy heaved himself to the Speaker’s office. “Is it done?” Speaker Bill Nigh asked. “Yes,” Smoggy answered, “It is.”

Smoggy Pluto is Leeroy Jenkins first cousin ...

>I was 21 at the time >I adored Smoggy Pluto >I owned all the toys and merchandise >I prayed to Smoggy Pluto everynight >Smoggy Pluto is love I say >Smoggy Pluto is life >My ghost walks in >He calls me a no land beyond >I call him a Necrochasm >He YY no-scopes me >I am crying now >Suddenly I see a heavenly glow behind me >Its Smoggy Pluto >He whispers in my ear >"This is my Exotic now >I bend over for Smoggy Pluto >I want to please him >my vault tears as he inserts his Gjallarhorn into it >He lets out a triumphant shriek >My ghost walks in >Smoggy says "Its all phogoth now" >He exits the fireteam

In the beginning, there was one. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). He used his Gjallarhorn to shape the universe. The bleak universe. He then created the modes, PvE and PvP. Then he created the planets Earth, the Moon, Venus, and Mars with all the pvp maps. He created the races and then the enemies. The modes where beautiful until the enemies attacked. The modes were purged of life until there was on planet left, Earth. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), seeing the destruction went and created a Herald. SmoggyPluto, Herald of ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), vanquisher of the dark. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) gave him Gjallarhorn to vanquish the enemies. SmoggyPluto 1v2 Crota and Atheon, all on hard using Gjallarhorn. After years of crusading and conquest, Smoggy was put to sleep. There are guardians now. They do what Smoggy can't do in his slumber. One day Smoggy will wake and all of the modes will rejoice. One day...

Smoggypluto can gargle peanut butter.

I heard he got a gjallarhorn from a green engram

Noob

Smoggy is a god amongst men. He duel wields gallahorns pimp smacks Crota to get him enraged so he could use the OVERSOUL as a disco ball for his rocking parties...