[ DESTINY WEEK ]

Ok so, before I really disappear I thought I’d write a story for Jessamine who’s gonna be the main character I play for Destiny 2. This also counts for the day 7 of @destinyweek !!!

Day 5 of @destinyweek - Vanguard

Day 2 | Fireteam

@destinyweek  

@destinyweek day 6- Grimoire

Ghost Fragment: Ghost 2-

Two more scans and she could move on to the elevated grid. There wasn’t really anything new other than the delta to sea level, but at less than 30% of the way through 2^128 scans, even a distinction without a difference could feel like a brand new shell.

“Cassiopeia!”

So numb after months with just her own scans for company. She didn’t even pick up on another Ghost being this close. “Obverse? Wait. I’m sorry. You’re… Obsidian! Wow, how long has it been?”

“Well, I mean…”

“I know. It’s been 6.8 years. It’s just an expression.”

Obsidian floated closer. “That’s okay. It HAS been a while. I guess you haven’t found yours yet?”

Cassiopeia projected glumness. “Not yet. But I haven’t been looking on Mars for that long, at least! I’m optimistic.”

“You should be! I was just at the City last year. A lot more of us are starting to find our Guardians latel— what’s that?”

Cassiopeia resolved to run a full-range self-diagnostic before the next grid. Two Ghosts within twenty meters and she didn’t sense either one? Something was off.

The new arrival chirped and spoke up. “Hello, you two! I’m glad ~identify(OBSIDIAN)~ to see a friendly face! I haven’t been myself lately.”

Obsidian looked at Cassiopeia. He read as nervous. She probably did, too.

“I was beneath the Blind Watch for a while. A long ~SIVA.MEM.GH404~ while. It was fun! There were puzzles. No one was alive down there, though.”

Cassiopeia’s scan of the new Ghost returned nothing amiss. “Are you okay, friend?”

“I’m great! Something got in me but the Light ~if (LIGHT) then WARNING~ burned it away. It’s gone forever, now! ~consume: FAILURE replicate:FAILURE enhance:FAILURE~”

There was silence for a full three seconds. Then Obsidian spoke up, his words coming quickly.

“Well, great to see you again, Cassiopeia! Good luck!” He zipped away.

destiny week day 5: vanguards

@destinyweek day 7 - Eyes up guardian.

I’ll remember your face, I’ll look at you in the eye… you may not see my own. But mine- MINE will be the last you see, Ghaul.

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annd for day 2 where the prompt was classes

Last @destinyweek is a little late due to Life, but here it is.

It’s scary when you wake up at sunset, hacking up dust, and you don’t know where you are or what is going on, and you find a hidey hole in a rusting wall with a gun that might work, and wait out the night listening to the howls of things that want to kill you.

A lil something I wrote for Day 7 of @destinyweek. First thing I’ve written for a while, so I apologise rn. It features my Exo Titan, Blue-7, doing a few patrol missions on the moon, when something else comes up.

“Ye-ess?”

@destinyweek Day 3: NPCs

this might be my last thing for @destinyweek and it’s,,,, two days late oops

Bit late, but here’s my contribution to @destinyweek for Day 6: Grimoire Card.  This is from the POV of the same Guardian I’ve been using for all my writings this week

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People sometimes say to me, “Leander, you’ve been all over the place. You’ve seen some wild stuff. What’s the most beautiful place you’ve visited, huh?” They always expect some alien locale on Venus, or Mars. They expect me–a Titan, mind you–to wax poetic about some glorious vista that made my jaw drop.  Takes a lot of effort not to grin when I give my answer.

@destinyweek Day 7: Eyes Up

My crack at Day 7. I hope you enjoy it, for what ever it’s worth. It’s been a lovely week, and I’m glad I participated in it. Good jod and we’ll done to anyone else who contributed as well. You’re all amazing.

For @destinyweek

Darkness was the only thing Connor could comprehend. It was a cool and unwavering sensation against his skin. The constant pressure of the darkness comforted Connor, it was like being tightly wrapped in a blanket of ice.

The cold didn’t bother Connor, neither did any of the heat that would come and go spontaneously. It only reminded him that he was still alive -not the best term, but it was all he could think of. No, it was the lack of everything else that was unnerving to him. He almost never knew if his eyes were open or closed. Even the simple act of moving didn’t register in his mind. It was as if he were underwater, or like the connection from his brain to his limbs was severed.

And so Connor floated through this suspended state, letting his mind wander, until a speck of light began to shine in the darkness. It didn’t really illuminate anything, but the light continued to shine.

“It’s time to wake up, Guardian. You’ve been asleep for long enough. You’ve got a job to do.”

He squinted his eye at it, trying to see what was beyond it, but it was to no avail. It steadily grew in size, and chased away the darkness. Creeping towards him, it began wrapping itself around him. Slowly but surely, his senses came back. With a final flash, Connor jolted upright from his reclined position, and gasped for air. It felt like it had been so long since he needed to breathe.

DESTINY WEEK | Day 4 - Fireteam(s)

Had to do something for the release, so decided to do @destinyweek prompts!

Top photo is with Maki’s previous fireteam: The Hounds