Smoggypluto, he saved me It's a long story, so get a bucket of popcorn and some beer, sit down comfortably on a couch, and a nice cozy blanket in case it gets cold. It had been a long day. I was patrolling the moon, picked off hive for no real reason. A few fallen skiffs passed by me, but I thought nothing of it. My ghost was in the middle of scanning a really old computer thing, when I heard a loud roar. Not like a lion roar, or a Katy Perry roar, it was like a football field on wings with the audience cheering and like 8 billion fighter jets flying around it. That or my mother yelling at me. You might wonder how sound is traveling through space, I could have my ghost explain to you how the traveler changed the moon and stuff, but really, why do you give a @&$% Anyways? It's a story, well, I'm getting off topic. So i looked up at your mo... I looked up at the giant ship and saw that it was an arena. It was a big glass dome with lights shining super bright and the most amount of fallen I had ever seen together. There were houses of all, and dregs and barons sat side by side, like this was the only time in a fallen life that they were equals. I squinted closely, trying to see what was happening in the arena, I appeared as though there were two people squaring off. This was some gladiator crap or something. My ghost looked at me, with its singular blue eye, and said "We need to run" And I was all like "Ok" "Can I have a cheeseburger?" And my ghost was like "what?!" And then I was like "Yeah, I'm hungry" Then the Giant ship saw us and came at us faster than any giant flying ship in existence and a alien Ray beamed down on me and my ghost companion (that's my word of the day) and we teleported in to the ship. I stood in front of the biggest crowd of fallen ever seen, and I was in the middle of the giant glass arena. There were two people in the arena with me. A mutilated corpse of master rahool, I think it was master rahool, he was so gored and bloodied he had to be dead. It was disgusting, his organs had been pulled from his body and the cryptarch had been forced to eat them be fore he died. My ghost decided this area should be blurred, so this censored thing came and covered him. It was pretty bad. Even some of the fallen seemed disgusted by it. The other person in the arena was the most amazing man I will ever know, and his name was -refracted-. ...really ghost? It's pretty obvious who this is. This freiking thread I'm righting in is about him! It's smoggypluto. Thank you ghost. A archon floating in a platform above us screamed to the crowd uncomprehendisly screaming. That's a typo. Whatever. The crowd then cheered back, and the archon screamed in English FIGHT! Then smoggy ran at me, crazy fast, one fist headed towards my face. I, being nimble and cat like, took the punch because he was going really fast. The punch blasted me into a wall on the other side of the arena. At least, I hope I hit a wall. Everything was made of glass. It was a little unnerving. I hit the wall, dazed, when smoggy ran at me again. I pulled out my trusty devil you know, fired a couple quick rounds, which all missed, Then something strange happened. Smoggy pretended to take the hit. He was running full force, then he pretended I hit him in the leg and was flung at me. The crowd of fallen cheered crazily as smoggy Pluto slid next to me and whispered to my ear. "I have a plan, you keep pretending to shoot me, I'll keep pulling my punches, and we'll get out of this alive" He the. Punched me in the gut, causing me to lose my breath, and kicked my side so I slid across the glass floor. He's pulling his punches! I leaned over to try and catch my breath, when a shadow fell across me. I looked up to see smoggy with his fist pointed at my head. I rolled out of the way and smoggy hit the glass, shattering the dome, all the fallen jumped out to chase us as we fell to the ground, with glass raining on our heads. Smoggy handed me my devil you know after it had fallen, but it felt different, more well balanced. I quickly grabbed it and fired a shot at the closest vandal, and to my surprise a full fledged ballerhorn rocket fired and exploded the vandal into a million pieces. Smoggy then pulled out his no land beyond and began no scoping, getting head shot kills with every bullet. Smoggy took all the bullets for me, and didn't even get a scratch on him. My ghost started to explain to me what had just gone down. "We just destroyed the gladiator ring, a giant glass dome built to capture and force guardians to fight. The fallen used to use it as a game like thing. They'd make bets on who would die quicker. The glass was thought to be impenetrable, which was why we hadn't destroyed it, until know. That wasn't master rahool in the arena, it was a fake, even though it looked super real. That guardian over there, his name is smoggypluto. He is known as the luckiest guardian alive. He is basically rngesus's studmuffin. Why does my phone correct dad to studmuffin? Whatever. It works. He's basically a God. I looked back a smoggy Pluto and said "Can I have a cheeseburger?" My ghost stared blankly at me "What the Hell is wrong with you?" Smoggypluto then turned to me and threw a cheeseburger into my mouth. It was a spectacular throw, and smoggy Pluto saved me from starvation and lack of cheeseburgeritis that day. That's how he saved my life. Oh also we killed all those Aliens so the world is now totally safe and humanity can spread to all the other planets and stuff and be the best people ever because 'Merica and stuff. The end Ps: smoggy Pluto let me keep the awesome Devil you know as a gift for helping him kill all the fallen in the world, so now haters all wish they my gun and my kd is almost a 1.0 now and my life is awesome. Thanks smoggypluto! Edit: for #walloftext