Oh and I found this for everyone to enjoy..thanks to some random person in the forums Twas the night before Destiny... And all through the house, not a keyboard was clicking... Not even a mouse. The controller was charged and there's even a spare, in hopes that St. Dinklage would soon be there. The Guardians were nestled, all snug in their beds, while visions of loot drops danced in their heads. And Titans in armor and Hunters in cloaks. Had just settled down after learning the ropes. When out beyond the wall there arose such a clatter. The Guardians sprang from their beds to see what was the matter. Away on their Sparrows they flew like a flash. Tore through the night to discover a crash. The moon on the breast of the downed fallen ship. Gave highlight to targets firing rounds from the hip, When, what to our heros eyes should appear, But a huge Devil Archon clad in legendary gear. With an army of captains, so lively and quick, Surveying the battleground for asses to kick. More rapid than eagles on jump ships they came, And they brandished dual blades, exotic by name. Now, our fireteam braced for the battle ahead. Raining supers on the fallen, as they filled them with lead. To the top of the Skywatch to the top of the wall! Now all that remained was for the Archon to fall. As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, The Warlock charged his Super and took to the sky, With one final assault our saviors prevailed. Peace, again was restored. The Darkness had failed!