#bungis original

[clunsebungis]

posumb

[clunsebungis]

found mine too, extended edition

"All About Me" thing from 2021

[hyakunana]

No epiphany intended 🤷‍♀️

[lilithsmisadventures]

It do be like that though.

[sleepycattzz]

Some really old Destiny gun gijinkas/humanizations

[eosofspades]

also funniest possible move by bungie to bring back nathan fillion to voice cayde in tfs instead of having nolan north do it again considering one of the main anti claims was that they killed cayde off bc fillion was too expensive of a VA. i know this like totally wasn't the point ofc but it still feels so funny to me in some meta way. like. yeah no the voice actor isn't an issue we can literally bring the man back in the narrative just REALLY needs this space cowboy to die

[art-soboro]

the prototype

the snakeskin pattern used was made by neeseeart!

[retrogamelovers]

#OnThisDayInGaming! 🎂

Halo 2 for the Xbox turns 19 today in North America!

[l3rking]

If I see one more “Destiny is DEAD and Bungie is EVIL” video recommendation on YT I’m gonna flip.

[bobauthorman]

In new releases of Bone by Jeff Smith, they altered Phoney and Smiley's conversation at the tavern by one word balloon. Here's what Smiley really said;

[dredgen-honey]

Engram be upon thee

[clunsebungis]

skoink

[clunsebungis]

i found mine too!! yippeee

Just found this image from last year again

[e-desu25]

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I'm still learning to draw, and hair still frustrates me. ( TwT )

I think this one shows some improvement from my last few! I figured out the little mouth-dot-things, and my hand has been able to steady more for smoother lines.

I still feel pretty garbage with coloring in stuff, though.

I hope you enjoy it nonetheless!

[marictheirins]

actually ill never forgive the whole writing team for pushing o14 to be canonically romantic while at the same time having jol say "hes my brother" im hitting you with a rock

[novankenn]

Broken (X)

"If we ever reach this Tower, we'll have to look at getting you fixed." Casually, he drew his hand cannon. The ghost was now feeding him tactical data via his HUD. One, possibly two unknowns. Moving close to each other as if trying to hide their numbers.

"Fixed? Not sure, may not be possible."

He said nothing in reply as he leveled his weapon with the shadowed opening and slowly started to stalk forward. Whatever it or they were hovered just at the edge of his system, it was possible they or it knew he was there.

"Ghost... I want a flash ping to the northeast as soon as we enter that room." and without awaiting a response, he stepped into the room. The ping echoed off the crumbling walls and the bright sickly white flash filled the cramped area with just enough visibility for him to mark two targets, a pair of Fallen.

"Fallen Dreggs!" the ghost reported as the man brought his weapon to bear. The twin bark of the barrels shattered the silence of dusk. The first Dregg screeched and staggered backwards, both rounds having found their mark in the center of its chest. He quickly thumbed back the hammer while making for cover, as the second Dregg quickly shook off the inaction of surprise and started to return fire. With the click of his weapon primed, he rounded the bit of rubble he was using for cover and squeezed the trigger. For the second time that night, the bark of the twin barreled weapon split the darkness, closely followed by the screeching howl of a stricken Dregg as the rounds landed home.

Without a pause, he reloaded his weapon and primed it again as he closed. The first was dead, the second quickly succumbing, but he would not take a chance and once he was with in reach he stomped his booted foot down hard upon the dying creature's skull, ending its struggles in a splash and hiss of ether.

"Scan... is there anymore?"

"Scanning. Nothing with in range. I would suggest we move from here, as the noise will travel much further than I can scan."

"Agreed. Plot a path to the nearest defensive structure."

"Possibility located. This way."

He followed, his weapon at the ready. Memories of similar times scratching at the back of his mind. Yet he could not dwell on them, for all his senses were needed for the now. They reached the structure without further incident and within a short space of time had secured themselves inside. Though structure would be a generous description. It was little more than a hole with in a massive pile of rubble, with a single easily blocked entrance.

The night slowly passed without further incident, and in this time of quiet the memories, shades of the past crawled into his thoughts. Pain; fear; sorrow; and rage flooded in, filling his newly resurrected heart to breaking. Removing his helmet and tossing it to the dust layered ground, he pushed his palms into his weeping eyes.

"Interesting." commented the ghost as it watched his guardian's actions, "Query? I do not detect any substantial injury... I have seen this action by others when in pain... yet again, no indication of..."

"Be quiet and leave me be."

"Why?"

"Just be quiet."

The Ghost watched his guardian and even though it wanted answers, it chose to do as it was bid. Answers would come, but first it must get its charge to the tower.

(I) - (II) - (III) - (IV ) - (V) - (VI) - (VII) - (VIII) - (IX) - (X)