#i like the chunky void armor

[transmechanicus]

Might fuck around and paint these guys as close combat Skitarii since it will be 1000 years before Admech gets a kill team at this rate.

[secretsandwriting]

Even the Destruction of the World Couldn't Keep Me From You

Xisumavoid x reader supervillain au

This is the longest thing I've written in years it feels like. A whole 4.2k words. Also I'm well aware some of their villain names are silly. I just didn't know what to do for them so this is what you got.

You weren’t sure why you of all people were kidnapped. You had of course ran into the Hermits. They were the most notorious group of villains in the area. That was as far as your relationship with any of them went. If you saw a Hermit, you ran, just like how you ran when you saw heroes. The damage from the fights was enough reason to run. 

Yet here you were, changed to a wall and locked in a room by so called heroes. To make matters worse, they weren’t even from your city. They were from the city 50 miles away that had the Villain group Empires and yet they kidnapped you to get answers about the Hermits. You didn’t know why they wanted the information or why they wanted it from you. If you had known anything you would have already reported it. But instead here you were chained to a wall and told to shut up when you asked any questions.

You were rethinking your stance on the heroes. This was ridiculous.

“Alright, let’s get started.” The heroes walked in, “What do you know about the Hermits?” He spun a knife around, a clear threat in the movements. “And don’t tell us ‘nothing’. We have proof you know the hermits.”

“But I don’t know the Hermits! I’ve seen them around, and I’ve run from the chaos they’ve caused but other then that all I know is what the heroes have told us!” The guy with the knife sneered. 

“You don’t know the Hermits? Then why do I have pictures of you making out with Void?”

What?

Apparently silence wasn’t an accepted thing because his knife sliced through part of your arm and stuck into the wall with a dull thud. 

“Do you think I’m stupid? I did my research! I have pictures of you kissing Void! I have videos of you bringing Ninja and Hotguy lunch, dragging G.O.A.T off the battlefield, guiding Zombie to the others and more! You know who they are, so tell me and I might just let you live!”

For what seemed like hours, you were asked questions he claimed you knew the answers to, and when you didn’t give them the right answer another cut was added. Finally something caused them to leave you and let the darkness finally take you. The darkness was kind to you this time and took your pain and replaced it with one of your favorite dreams.

“Come on!” You dragged the taller man behind you, “We have to hurry!” 

“I’m sure there will still be cats when we get there.” The male responded. You couldn’t see his fave and his voice was distorted but his hair was black and right across where his face would be was a scar in the shape of an X. You always figured the X met over his nose but there was no way to really know.

“I know, I just don’t want to risk you changing your mind again.” He scoffed. 

“I would never change my mind!”

“You’ve changed it 5 times about getting a cat already!” The rest of the way to the shelter was filled with teasing and laughter. The time at the shelter was pretty short however. A small black cat climbed into your lap purring and begging for scratches while a chunky orange cat started attacking the guy. You left the shelter with both.

“She’s waking up X.” A female voice ended your dream. “You can have a few minutes but then we need to check her out and make sure we didn’t miss anything.” Thankfully the room wasn’t too bright when you opened your eyes. Your left hand was gently picked  up and squeezed, what felt like a kiss was placed on your palm.

“I’ve missed you darling.” You turned to look at him. The first thing you noticed was the large X scar across his face, the next thing was the soft and gentle look of pure adoration, the third, was his armor. That was Void’s armor. Void the leader of the hermits. Jerking out of his grasp you tried to get away from him.

You can hear someone else trying to calm you down but all you could focus on was Void. The pain that crosses his face the more you try to get away confuses you but not enough to stop. Someone moves between you, blocking your view of him and replacing it with another Hermit. G.O.A.T. Glancing around the large room, you're met with the sight of every single hermit. You were screwed.

The youngest one, the one the new describes as the only non-powered Hermit who seems to be like their child, quickly moved up to you and attached some weird cuffs to your left wrist and his right.

“Anything that happens to you will happen to me while we have these cuffs on.” He then went on to demonstrate it by shocking his finger, when you felt the shock to your own finger you started calming down. Once deemed calm enough, Medic asked you a simple question. 

“Why did you panic when you saw X?” Today must be the day of stupid questions.

“Because He’s Void.” The entire room looked at you in confusion.

“He’s your fiance. You have your engagement ring around your neck.” You glanced down at the ring hanging from your necklace then back to the boy handcuffed to you. “Do you-Do you not remember?”

I woke up in the hospital 2 years ago with no memories. Thorn told me my name and where I worked and lived. At the mention of Thorn, X left the room, there was some murmuring from the other hermits before a few of them followed X out. G.O.A.T sent the rest of them out shortly after. 

“Even if you don’t remember us, we remember you. Therefore you have nothing to worry about. To us, you are a dear friend and out Brother’s fiance.” G.O.A.T Rested a hand on yours and squeezed softly. “No harm will come to you from us. My name is Doc, Stress and I will be taking care of your medical care. Mumbo is the one cuffed to you.”

You let Mumbo undo the cuffs shortly after and allowed them to treat anything that was left. When they were done, X came back in. Doc had told you his name was Xisuma but most people called him X or some rendition of Xisuma. He was quiet when he came back in, eyes red and cheeks wet from tears. You were perched on the edge of the bed, facing the chair he sat down in.

“Let me be selfish.” You looked up from the spot on the floor you were staring at to look at him. All you could see in his face was desperation and pain. “I know you don’t remember but please let me be selfish. Let me hold you at night and stay by your side through the day. I’ve been looking for you for 2 years and 4 months. Now that I have you back I want to keep you close. So please let me be selfish and allow me to stay with you.”

You weren’t really sure what to say. Void, one of the highest ranking villains in the world, was begging you for something. Not only was he begging, but he was sobbing. You really wanted to go home and forget this ever happened but that didn’t really seem like a choice. A part of you questioned if this was a trap. For what, you didn’t know. Another part of your brain reminds you of your dreams with the man and the X on his face. You weren’t really sure how this was going to go, but maybe saying yes would work out better for you.

“Ok.” You had never seen hope grow in a person so fast.

“Ok as in I can?” At your nod, you found yourself wrapped in strong arms and cradled to his chest. Unsure of what to do, you awkwardly wrapped your arms around him and softly rubbed his back through his armor, you weren’t even sure he could feel it. It seemed to be the right thing however because he held you tighter while he sobbed into your neck.

You weren’t sure how long you were there for, just that when he was done crying, he just stayed in your embrace. When he finally parted from you, he took ahold of your hand and guided you through the halls to a room.

“This is our room.” His voice was soft as he spoke. He guided you through it. Telling you were all of your things were and where his was too. You noticed a ring box on what he said was your side. Probably to hold the supposed engagement ring that was around your neck. After your toured the room, you were given a tour of the whole building. The kitchen, living rooms, dining rooms, bathrooms, otter Hermits rooms and so on. Once he was sure he showed you everything, you were guided back to the kitchen. 

Xisuma started cooking, as you watched him work you realized he was making your favorite dish. Not only was he making your favorite, but he was making it exactly how you liked it, with all the little changes and tweaks you preferred. 

Not much was said during dinner, but one of your hands was always intertwined with his. After dinner, you were given a tour of the gardens in the back. You made sure to ignore the wavering in his voice like you had earlier. Once that was finished, you went back to your room for the night. Xisuma handed you one of his shirts and some of your shorts before letting you go change in the bathroom. When the door was slightly open, 2 cats shot out and immediately wrapped around your ankles screaming for attention. One of them decided that wasn’t enough, and the orange one started trying to climb up your leg.

“Des and Ed calm down!” Xisuma scolded the cats before detaching the one that was climbing you and snatching the one still around your ankles before it could start climbing you too. “Sorry, they missed you too, and they won’t let me trim their claws.” They were the cats from your dreams. Xisuma clearly took your staring for something else. “You probably don’t remember their names,” He held out the orange cat. “This is Edgar Allen Paw,” next was the black cat. “This i-”

“Furious the Destroyer.” Xisuma lit up and nodded, “I don’t know how I remember that.” The cats were placed back on the floor and you were pulled into another hug. 

“Eventually you’ll remember everything, but for now, we’ll take it one day at a time.” He gave a small squeeze before letting you go change. The shorts fit perfectly, but Xisuma’s shirt was big on you. It ended shortly before your knees. The smell of it was familiar and comforting but you couldn’t place why exactly it felt like that. So you left the bathroom and found yourself tucked into bed with Xisuma curled up around you. 

“I’m always comfortable when I’m laying with you!” the faceless man with the scar exclaimed, you laughed and dodged a lazy hand swung at you, the force behind it was so weak his arm fell shortly after. 

“You say that, but if we stay like this you’ll be complaining your back hurts tomorrow and I’ll have to listen to it all day!” He sighed before burying his head in your neck and placing feather light kisses on any skin he could reach.

“Let's just stay for a little longer.” The request was murmured against your skin. “We’ll go to bed in a minute but for now I just want to stay here with you.” You sighed but let one of your hands wander to his dark hair. 

“If you fall asleep, I don’t want to hear a single word about your back hurting.” He hummed in agreement, and nuzzled his head closer to your neck. He fell asleep in seconds and you felt yourself shaking your head before joining him in sleep.

When you woke up, it was still dark and Xisuma was still curled into your side, sound asleep. You checked the clock on the nightstand, 12:46 am. Lovely. Xisuma must have noticed your sigh in his sleep and moved closer. 

The thought that Hypno’s dream manipulation powers was the cause for your dreams crossed your mind again. The dreams seemed so personal and intimate that the thought that they weren’t actually yours felt so wrong. 

You turned your gaze towards Xisuma. You couldn’t see much in the dark and his head was tucked into your neck, but the rest of him was somehow curled around you too. Everytime you twitched or moved, he immediately moved closer. 

Clingy.

The thought flew through your head and you had to fight the urge to laugh. It didn’t work. You found yourself giggling in the dark desperately trying to stop so you didn’t wake Xisuma. It was too late for that.

“Whats so funny?” Xisuma’s voice was groggy and he was clearly trying not to move from his spot. You weren’t sure you wanted to tell him but you were probably going to have to. If you could ever catch your breath between giggles. 

“The big bad Void who’s known for his ruthlessness and path of destruction is clingy.” You started giggling harder as he groaned. 

“You said that when you found out the first time. But you went with a clingy simp then.” The giggling got worse at the addition of simp. Something you could see with how the day had been. Xisuma just groaned again. “Is this going to last for an hour again?” 

As the days went on, you got used to the hermits and Xisuma’s constant need to touch you. No one ever told you anything that could explain how or why you lost your memory. Well, that was until you were kidnapped again. This time by someone who looked identical to Xisuma but with red armor and white hair. You found yourself seated in a comfortable chair with a mug of your favorite tea in your hands. 

“So, what did Xisuma do to make you leave for 2 years?” He asked as he settled into his chair and sipped his tea. Something about him seemed familiar, and not just his similar looks to Xisuma. He felt almost comfortable to be around.

“I lost my memory 2 years ago and they found me about a week ago when a hero kidnapped me and tortured me for information. He just stared at you for a second before putting his drink down.

“So you don’t remember anything from before 2 years ago?” You nodded. “Explains why you went radio silent for 2 years… Well in that case, I’m Xavier, Xisuma’s clone… Whats the first thing you remember?”

“Waking up in the hospital and Thorn explaining I had been caught in a hero villain fight. When I said I couldn’t remember anything he found where I lived and worked.”

“Of course it was Thorn.” He seemed to notice your interest. “They didn’t tell you about Thorn did they?” He sighed and picked up his drink, taking a sip while he gathered his thoughts. “Of course they didn’t.”

“Thorn didn’t start as a hero, he was originally a vigilante. Well, he caught the hermits' attention. Thorn was hoping they would ask him to join them, but they weren’t interested in him joining. They wanted him gone, not because he was trying to stop them or too heroic or something like that. They wanted him gone because he had gone off the deep end and while the hermits are villains, they have morals. Thorn does not.” He sipped his tea.

“When he realized they were after him for reasons he didn’t want. He told them he would make them regret it, especially Xisuma. He thought the same thing most people think, because Xisuma is called the leader. Most people think he makes all the decisions when in reality, it's a group vote. While it’s not confirmed, it is theorized that Thorns powers are memory related due to some past things.”

“So that’s why Xisuma left the room when I mentioned him.” Xavier nodded. Taking a sip of your own drink, you mulled over the information. “How do I get my memories back then?”

“No idea. No one’s said anything about it before. Have you gotten any back?” Your dreams popped into your head. 

“I’ve been having dreams… But I don’t know if they’re actually memories. I can’t see anyone specific, just a form with a recognizable feature I guess.” Xavier nodded. 

“If it’s dreams, maybe Hypno could help unlock more. I don’t really know how it works but it's worth a shot.” After that, the conversation just flowed through other much lighter topics until Xavier decided it was time to return you back to Xisuma. 

You didn’t bring it up to Hypno until a week later. You requested that Xisuma not know about it yet and while reluctant Hypno understood your reasoning. Better not to get his hopes up when no one knew if it would work. One night a week, Hypno would try to make your dreams become clearer without messing them up. It didn’t make a difference, but you both decided to continue trying. 

As the weeks dragged on, you found yourself becoming attached to the hermits, not minding it when Xisuma came to you and wrapped you into some sort of physical touch and anxiety and nervousness of being around them went away. 

Weeks turned into months and nothing new had come back in the terms of memories. You could tell it was bothering Xisuma and the other hermits as much as it did you. Hypno continued trying to help you in your dreams, but it wasn’t doing anything. 

So you did the only thing you could think of. Think back on that hospital visit with Thorn to see if you could remember anything that he might have given away. You spent hours every day trying to think of something but it wasn’t until XB invited you to go swimming in the pool like you used to that something popped into your mind. 

“Make sure to avoid ocean water. We found you there and I would hate for you to have a PTSD episode.”

That’s how you found yourself at the beach, starting at the ocean waves in front of you. You were far enough away that the water didn’t even touch you. Just taking a moment to prepare yourself for the cold water. Thankfully, due to the late hour, no one else was there. Which also meant if anything happened, no one would be there to help.

Taking a deep breath, you walked forwards. Not stopping until your head was underwater.

“Your usual?” You asked Xisuma.

“Of course, are you going to spell my name completely wrong again?” You smiled.

“Of course!” He laughed and shook his head before moving down the line to wait at the counter that the finished drinks went too. 

While you were writing a horrible rendition of his name that was so far off it didn’t even sound similar, one of your coworkers gave you a wink and a look, clearly trying to convince you to go through with writing your number on his cup. Sighing, you finally committed to it, writing the digits down while your coworkers silently celebrated behind you. 

Two hours later, you got a text from him.

—

“I really want to kiss you right now.” Xisuma stared at you from his spot on the bench next to you. 

“What’s stopping you?” Xisuma hesitated for a second before taking it as the invitation it was. He was so gentle and careful and he pulled you closer, one of his hands resting against your waist the other at the back of your neck. 

“I’ve been wanting to do that for months.”

—

“Why do you want me to let you into Xisuma’s room?” You asked Grian and Scar who stood in the doorway. Xisuma had left for some sort of meeting and you were getting ready to go to work when Grian and Scar knocked on the door.

“We want to dye some of his clothes pink.” 

“Just make sure he still has one white button up and a pair of nice black pants when your done, we have a date Friday and if it gets postponed because you messed all his clothes up I will personally arrange your torture and death.” They both shivered and nodded. You made sure to ignore them while you finished getting ready.

—

“I have something I need to tell you.” Xisuma pulled you away from your project and to a nearby couch in your room. “I’m the villain Void.” You blinked at him.

“Did you really have to pull me from my project for a joke?” You sighed.

“No, I’m serious, I’m Void.” He opened a small rift next to you, hoping that this wouldn’t be the end of the relationship. He struggled to read anything off of you as you stared at the rift. 

“But you're just a clingy simp who can barely remember where you leave things.” Xisuma snorted. Of course you would say that. “Is that why you always have so many bruises, why your gone so late sometimes and why you always give such bad excuses for not being able to do things?” Xisuma nodded, holding his breath.

“I understand it's a lot to process but I need you to know this doesn’t change anything. I love you and always have loved you and will always continue to love you.” 

“I just need some time to think about this.”

Later that night, you woke him up with your giggling. 

—

“They’re so lucky I like all of them.” You sighed as you tried calling Xisuma again. He didn’t answer. Neither did Tango, Etho, Impulse or Doc. There was one other person you could call who could find them easily. 

“Hey Iskall, sorry to bother you. Do you know where Xisuma, Etho, Tango, Impulse and Doc are? They didn’t eat breakfast or take lunch so I’m trying to bring them some but no one will answer their phone.” Within seconds, Iskall had hacked their phones and gave you a location. Thankfully it wasn’t too far away. 

When you showed up. All five were huddled over some contraption they were making, not paying much attention to their surroundings. 

“It’s a good thing I’m not a hero or you all would have been captured in seconds.” The entire group turned to look at you like deer in the headlights. “I brought you lunch since none of you have eaten today, but considering how none of you answered my texts or calls I’m not sure you really want it.”

Immediately there were apologies and protests. You just laughed at them as they tried to defend themselves. Eventually you decided to accept whatever they were saying as good enough and handed out the lunches to the five. Xisuma was kind enough to give you a kiss before he dug in like the rest of the group. 

“More of the hermits need to get into relationships if this is the treatment we get from it!” You laughed at Etho’s statement before saying goodbye and heading to work. 

—

“This way!” Xisuma tugged you over to the Gazebo in the middle of the gardens you were visiting. “It has the best view of all the flowers.”

Xisuma wasn’t lying when he claimed it was the best view. Fields of flowers of all types were laid out in front of you. The sunlight made the bright colors pop out of the green, the smell of the flowers was strong and sweet, making it so you never wanted to leave.

You turned to Xisuma to see his reaction, only to find him down on one knee with a ring in his hand. You didn’t even let him give the little speech he had clearly practiced before saying yes and letting yourself drop into his arms. There in his arms, he whispered something in your ear.

“Even the destruction of the earth couldn’t keep me away from you.”

The ring was slid onto your fingers and when you got back to the main building, the other hermits swarmed the two of you.

You were pulled out of the water, gasping for breath. You hadn’t realized you had been under for that long. Glancing up, you were met with Xisuma’s terrified face. Xisuma, your fiance, the love of your life. You didn’t even know how you could have forgotten. 

Xisuma clearly wasn’t expecting to be pulled into a kiss after pulling you up from the bottom of the ocean but he melted into it either way. His arms tightened around your waist and one of your hands found it’s way to the back of Xisuma’s head. 

“Even the destruction of the earth couldn’t keep me away from you.” Xisuma teared up, desperately searching your eyes. “I remember Xisuma. I remember everything!” You found yourself being pulled back down into another kiss. 

“We should head back to shore.” Xisuma’s voice was thick and shaking against your lips, you wiped his tears from his face before stealing another kiss.

“Let's go home Xisuma.”

[bigbadwolf-16]

anyway heres the thing for wolf and i am SO sorry if the readmore doesnt work oof this bitch long

slightly modified it

Name:

Wolf-16

Age:

Mentally twelve, but roughly Dark Age old.

Race:

Exo

Call signs/alias:

Wolf. One syllable, easy.

Pronouns:

He / Him

Class:

Hunter

Preferred subclass(es):

Gunslinger, but he’s handy with Void and Stasis. Never got the hang of Arc.

Ghost's name:

Serenity, but she reluctantly answers to Red sometimes.

Their Vanguard:

He came late to the party and properly joined the Guardian ranks sometime after Tallulah died, but he was closest to Cayde-6, rip.

Fireteam name:

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo (former) Maelstrom (former) Exodus (current)

Fireteam teammates:

In Foxtrot: Liz Cabrera, King-3, Armani-7 In Maelstrom: Amelia-9, Atticus Maav In Exodus: Puck-13, Aera-9, Emmanuel-7

Favorite legendary weapon:

Dire Promise IKELOS SMG Seventh Seraph SAW

Favorite exotic weapon:

Ace of Spades Riskrunner The Lament

Favorite exotic armor:

Sealed Ahamkara Grasps The Sixth Coyote St0mp-335

Are they offense, defense, or support:

Generally offense, he’s blindingly fast and is a crackshot with any weapon you put in his hands.

Do they prefer being close, mid, or long range:

He prefers mid to long, but ends up getting in close more often than he’d like. The agility kind of nerfs his ability to take a lot of damage all at once, so he goes airborne the second he gets surrounded.

Do they lean more "Element of Surprise" or "Upfront and Aggressive":

A bit of both! He’ll pull a surprise attack and jump in to get his hands dirty if he has to, which makes him a pretty good distraction if there’s a lot of enemies looking for a bullet sponge, but he prefers a little bit of distance if he can get it.

Strikes, Gambit, or Crucible:

Getting him into strikes takes a lot of perseverance, honestly. He’ll do them if Zavala can actually hold him down long enough. Hunters are elusive as hell anymore, and the amount of times he’s been back to the Tower or even within the City’s walls since the Red War can be counted on one hand.

Crucible is also kind of a gamble. Serenity doesn’t like him doing it because he gets ruthlessly competitive and tends to favor Stasis which gets... ahhh, intense...

He fucks super hard with Gambit, tho. If he’s anywhere near the City, he’s probably playing Gambit because the Drifter won’t give him the good stuff until he does.

Who was their mentor:

If anyone was, it was probably Serenity and only insofar as teaching him how to be fucking normal. It hasn’t worked very well.

Who are they mentoring:

He went through a brief stint where he mentored Atticus. He couldn’t teach him any Warlock things, of course, but other stuff like no-scoping an Acolyte or picking locks? Absolutely.

What ship do they have:

After Forsaken, all of Cayde’s stuff was pretty much left alone, but Wolf asked the Vanguard if he could take the Queen of Hearts and they let him.

What is their Sparrow:

Blood in the Water

Favorite Ghost shell:

Serenity picks her own shells. When they met, she pretty much had the Rust Punk shell after the one she was created with got messed up pretty badly. The new one didn’t stand up very well against the elements.

Wolf keeps a handful of them in the ship so that she can go between them and her favorites are Wisteria Orbit and In Fine Omnium, but she goes back to her old one occasionally if she doesn’t want to get the others dirty.

Favorite color:

Red, but sometimes purple.

Favorite food:

Any kind of spicy ramen and shawarma.

Least favorite food:

He doesn’t like anything with a bitter taste and there are a lot of veggie-based things he just genuinely cannot stand the thought of.

Favorite Pre-Collapse music:

He discovered classic rock and hasn’t looked back once.

Favorite place in The Last City:

Before the Red War when he spent more time in the city itself, his apartment. It was small and pretty cozy and also loaded with his hauls from various jobs. He’d sit in the window and play video games on his off days and just chill with Serenity for hours.

There was also a bar he’d frequent with his old fireteam (and sneakretly sometimes with Cayde) where they pretty much knew everyone who worked there by name. It’s the one place he never got kicked out of for causing a ruckus.

Favorite NPC(s):

Cayde and Wolf hung out a lot when either one of them had the time. These days, if he’s anywhere near the Tower, it’s only to see Amanda or Banshee.

He also likes to kick it with Devrim, Variks, and Failsafe. Osiris finds him frustrating at best, but he and Crow are kind of a package deal at this point.

Least favorite NPC(s):

He finds Rahool kind of dry and nerdy and has nothing but bad things to say about Hideo.

Favorite patrol location:

The EDZ. It’s more or less his home now and he knows every square inch of it by heart.

Least favorite patrol location:

Anywhere on Europa or the Moon. Europa he’ll at least go to without being dragged, if only just to say hi to Variks or Elsie and check up on how things are going, but after the Lunar Incident he won’t step foot on the Moon unless Eris requests him specifically.

5 things your Guardian likes:

Glimmer, babeyyyy!! Also food, bad jokes, going real fast, and springtime.

5 things your Guardian dislikes(this can be anything):

Handling trauma in a healthy way like normal person, having to be responsible for people, being told what to do, big open spaces, and waiting.

Your Guardian has to rest. What is their living space like:

Wolf can and will sleep just about anywhere and in pretty much any position. His old apartment in the City was destroyed during the war, and he just never went back, so now he knocks out in whatever place has enough cover or is out of the way enough he won’t be found.

Does your Guardian have any casual wear?:

Lots. He usually goes for a more urban style, so lots of huge hoodies, joggers, chunky sneakers, snapbacks, that kind of thing. He generally only wears armor when he’s actively working.

What hobbies and/or skills does you Guardian have:

Outside of Guardian stuff, he’s picked up a handful of skills over the years. He can rap and sing and figured out how to autotune his voice/mimic others, he’s pretty good at woodcarving and making little things out of scrap metal, and even if his designs are intentionally tacky he’s good at custom paint jobs for jumpships and Sparrows.

As for hobbies, that mostly consists of exploring. He’s got a lot of patrol areas memorized, and does a lot of urbex in places that aren’t very thoroughly mapped because he likes finding pre-Collapse artifacts and seeing places not very many others have. Mostly for selling.

He also does a lot of gambling, but whether or not he’s any good at it is arguable.

What would your Guardian's lore book be called:

Sixteen Wolves

Where was your Guardian reborn?:

Somewhere in the humid and shitty swamp that used to be Houston, Texas. It was tough going for a while, but they eventually traveled all the way to what would eventually be the City.

What were they wearing when they were reborn:

Rapidly disintegrating work gear from, presumably, some kind of security job.

What was their reaction to being reborn:

Confusion and alarm, but he warmed up to Serenity pretty quickly, so it wasn’t too bad after the initial shock.

What was their reaction to their first rez:

Very surprised until Serenity explained what had just happened. After that, all bets were off.

After being reborn, did they meet friendlies first or hostiles:

Like many, the first sentient form of life he met was hostile, but it wasn’t aliens. His first run-in with other people was a group of survivors who had a lot of mistrust regarding the Risen and he didn’t want to fight them, so he took off.

Who was the first other Guardian they met?:

He definitely doesn’t remember, but it probably wasn’t a pleasant encounter.

Did your Guardian get reborn with, or find, any indication of their past life? If so what do they have/found:

Exos get the luxury of at least knowing their name, but Wolf found his etched into a corner of his chest plate in cool letters. He didn’t remember anything from his past life beyond random glimpses if he dug hard enough, and nowadays those glimpses are pretty rare and extremely vague. There’s never any memory fragment that’s enough to really grab onto, so he tends not to bother with it.

How did your Guardian get their name(if they didn't rez with past life mementos):

Exo thing! He doesn’t remember if it was just some kind of moniker or part of his actual original human name, but Wolf sounds cool so he’s not worried about it.

Going back to your Guardian's lore book, what would be some quotes or passages from their book:

The Hunter dove for the ball and caught it, whipped it back across to his companion with a well-practiced flick of his wrist and tumbled. The Warlock caught it a bit more gracefully and without getting dirt on his clothes.

“Do you ever think about home?”

“What do you mean?”

The Warlock shrugged, tossing the ball back and forth between his palms. “Home. You know. Where you’re from. Your people, I mean. I think about the Dreaming City a lot. I don’t remember how it used to be, but... I like to think maybe I had family there once. Someone to miss me when I was gone. Dreadful to think of how it’s been destroyed...”

“Hm.” Wolf considered the question, then it was his turn to shrug. “Dunno. Guess we don’t really have one.”

“You must have something, Wolf. Exos had to come from somewhere. Everyone has a home.”

“Y’all might have a home. All we got’s a graveyard.”

Does your Guardian have a significant other:

He’s had a handful over the years. He’s still friends with Liz, not that anyone can tell because all they do is fuck with each other and cause trouble when they’re together. He and Amelia were a thing briefly but that one had to be called off to preserve their friendship because, even though they’ve known each other for decades and get along surprisingly well, they are very, very different people.

The last one was Cayde, and that didn’t end well for anyone. Cringe culture is dead, don’t @ me.

Did your Guardian go explore first before going to The Last City? If so, where to:

That was kinda the name of the game back then. The City was just a dinky little encampment and Wolf was on a completely different continent, so by the time he actually got there it was a dinky little town with not much to explore. He ended up breezing through a few times before anyone even really realized he was a Risen. The section of the wall he helped build is actually still there.

What was their reaction to first seeing The Last City:

A little bit surprised, honestly. He already knew there were a lot of little camps and small towns scattered around, but he hadn’t expected to find any that were that organized and so full of lightbearers and mortals, just working side by side.

Is your Guardian a part of a clan:

Yes! He’s part of the Exodus Family.

Does your Guardian's clan have a back story? If so, what is it?(if you want to or able to share):

Not much that I’m personally aware of, just cus my friends and I haven’t talked about it at length, but basically everyone is an Exo and having a fairytale/biblical theme is pretty common. Like. Puck is an obvious one. Wolf and Serenity are a little bit Little Red Riding Hood themed, only insomuch as Serenity having an affinity for red shells and Wolf thinking he’s all big and bad and tough.

(He’s not, he’s a baby.)

If your Guardian would have a quote as a flavor text for a weapon and/or piece of armor, what would they be:

I have a couple of these actually, all inspired by some really good quotes I’ve seen.

Wolf Moon’s Chase (Exotic) “Don’t look back. You’re not going that way.” A hand cannon with a wolf head grip and the Howlin’ Wolves perk; Successive precision kills gradually reload the clip and boost Super energy regen even if stowed. Missed shots have a chance to track enemies and explode.

Last Man Standing (Exotic) ”I was always taught that if you shoot for the Moon and miss, the vacuum of space will suck out your eyeballs. Failure is not an option. Go kill ‘em.” Chest armor with the Knock ‘Em Dead perk: Low health massively boosts damage, resilience, and mobility for a short amount of time.

Bad Blood (Legendary) ”The strength of the pack is the Wolf. The strength of the Wolf is the pack.” A Hunter’s cloak with the Vermilion Stripe down one side and a moon shattered into three pieces on the back.

If your Guardian has had any interactions with any civilians, Eliksni, Cabal, Vex, Hive, Taken, Scorn, Rogue Lightbearers, or Iron Lords/War Lords tell us about it!:

Wolf’s been around a while and he’s seen a lot of things, so let’s dig into this one.

He’s not as well known in the City except by name unless he’s wearing his wolf mask, but he drops in at the Farm pretty often and he’s on good terms with everyone there. He does a lot of supply runs for them and will stick around if they’re shorthanded to help with upkeep or defense if there’s a lot of hostile activity in the area. In general, he doesn’t interact a whole lot with mortals unless they’ve been out on the front lines like Devrim or Suraya. There’s way too much cultural and social disconnect there and he doesn’t have the patience or really even the language to try and explain to them that he, even as a Guardian and Old Light, is just as human as they are and while he may be immortal and have crazy cosmic superpowers given to him by a mysterious and sentient white spheroid, dying hurts and the trauma every Guardian walks around with just is not worth it.

Where Eliksni are concerned, he tends not to initiate fights with them. If they shoot first, all bets are off, but for the most part he has a lot of respect for what they’ve been through and can relate to feeling lost and completely adrift with no identity. He helps rebels on Europa either fight back against Salvation or escape to Earth to join the House of Light. He’s made a lot of friends that way.

Cabal he has a lot of respect for as well, for similar reasons. They lost their home to the Hive and are trying to survive in the best way they know how, even if he doesn’t agree with their politics. He doesn’t know what’s going to happen with Caiatl, but he’s trying to maintain hope that her empire and humanity will eventually reach an understanding. They’d be unstoppable as allies.

He doesn’t fuck with the Vex. Even before things came to light on Europa, even being near them made his brain itch and one of his biggest fears is being infected with some kind of Vex virus that’ll turn him into one of them and spread to other Exos or Ghosts, almost to the point he’d prefer to avoid them altogether.

He is terrified of the Hive. I’ve mentioned the Lunar Incident before, and the trauma of it caused such an intense meltdown that it forced a reset. Unless Eris Morn specifically asks him personally to go to the Moon for any reason, he doesn’t go anywhere near it. He can deal with them in other places like the Reef or on Earth, but the combination of Moon + Hive just scares him to death.

Taken and Scorn both are kind of a wobbly thing for him. He feels bad for what happened to them, but knowing that it can’t be reversed and that just killing them is a mercy makes it easier to deal with them. With Taken and anything relating to them, the spatial distortion they cause kind of overwhelms his processes if he’s dealing with it for too long and can make him feel a little sick, but that usually subsides once he’s gotten some distance. (Scorn are just... Oof. On the one hand, he kind of feels like they’re not too dissimilar to lightbearers just in that they were brought back from the dead and now won’t stay dead, but he always wonders if they’re suffering or if they even know where they are or what they’re doing. It’s just incredibly sad to see them like that, and the same goes for the Wrathborn.)

Rogue lightbearers? He kind of is one. He didn’t join the Vanguard until long after the City was established and before that he was just kind of doing his own thing being a thieving little shithead. It was Amelia who encouraged him to do it, and he’s shaped up a lot since then and become a lot more sympathetic toward other people. He still has that wild edge and always plays it fast and loose with the rules, more so than even most other Hunters, so he’s always butting heads with Zavala about that. In general, he doesn’t think much of them unless they’ve genuinely gone bad and are actively out there hunting and hurting other people.

Warlords/Iron Lords, uhhh. He was friends with a Warlord back in their day, but he didn’t pay them much mind outside of that. As far as he was concerned, if they stayed out of his way and he stayed out of theirs, everything was fine because other people’s problems weren’t his problem and he had no intention of getting tangled up with all that shit when he had a free pass to do all the petty crimes he wanted. He’s always thought the Iron Lords were stuffy and holier-than-thou, but he does kind of respect what they did back then and he might rip on Lord Saladin, but he understands his perspective on things. That kind of survival instinct and total victory or death philosophy, like... ya know. Wolf grew up in different times, too, and back then it was genuinely kill or be killed and you couldn’t trust anyone not to stab you in the back over scraps. He gets it. He may not always agree, but he gets it.

Does your Guardian have any unconventional allies or connections(By Vanguard standards):

Definitely. It didn’t start with Crow and Spider of course, but they’re a pretty good example. As a Hunter, he is connected. He knows a guy for everything you can think of and most of that knowledge is very under the table kind of shit. If the gains are good, he’ll partner up with just about anyone and his only hard limit is probably wholesale murder and not necessarily even because he isn’t comfortable with it. It’s a lot of mess, and a lot of potential to get his ass into really deep trouble he’d rather avoid.

He’s got a lot of Eliksni and Cabal buddies out in the system, most of whom he met in some makeshift prison or while trapped somewhere. More than once it’s been a situation of kidnapping where he just accidentally became friends with his captors.

One of his best friends for years was an Eliksni vandal out on the Tangled Shore, so he has absolutely no issue with having unconventional allies.

(Plus, like. With the system in total fucking chaos, you’re gonna need all the friends you can get. He’s dumb but he’s not stupid.)

How does your Guardian feel about themselves or others using Stasis:

Wolf has mixed feelings about Stasis. With Exos being pretty much literally born of Darkness, he has a natural affinity for it but being such a sensitive dude makes it very easy for the Darkness to manipulate him through. Any time he uses Stasis, he gets weird and a little bloodthirsty, so he tries to only use it when nothing else is working. He’s got a lot of willpower, but you can only hold out for so long when someone’s promising you salvation, peace, and power after the sort of life an Old Light has to deal with. Fear and trauma are very easy to appeal to when everything is looking increasingly more bleak all around you.

As far as other people using it, he’s still very “not my circus, not my clowns” about it. The only time he’d take issue is if someone was using it like legitimately trying to RTL someone he cares about.

Did they run The Last Wish raid? How did they react to seeing a live Ahamkara a.k.a Riven:

I’ve only done parts of it myself, but if he has met Riven he definitely almost short-circuited. I think anyone would if they met a supposedly extinct magic space dragon for the first time.

Did they run The Deep Stone Crypt raid? How did they react to the Crypt and seeing Exo Eliskni:

It was harrowing to say the least. Everything on Europa has been a nightmare, just from his own standpoint as an Exo. He goes through phases where he thinks that being one is the greatest thing ever because you’re faster, stronger, and tougher than anyone else, but at the same time, like. Look at what they have to deal with.

And all the secrets that came out as we learned more about Exoscience and Clovis Bray? Yikes, dude. Any time he’s not feeling cheeky or neutral about it, he just feels this weird sense of shame and guilt. Why would anyone want to be an Exo? Why would anyone willingly hand over their peace of mind and their security in their own identity like that? Most Exos don’t know who they were before, some don’t even know who they are now, and all because they got too close to the truth or their fundamentally unsustainable existence backfired again and they had to completely erase everything and start over.

Seeing Atraks was like watching a car crash knowing you wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop it. All these people seeking that out, wanting to make themselves or their allies into Exos just to be top notch unstoppable war machines when they don’t even slightly understand what it’s really like to live inside a completely foreign body is something he just can’t wrap his head around. He tries not to think about it too hard.

Is your Guardian from D1? How did they react to seeing Taniks alive once again:

He has his own beef with Taniks, but like. If he kept being killed and revived in shittier and shittier conditions, he’d probably be really pissed off too.

Where did they go and what did they do during The Red War:

The Red War kind of spelled the end of him transiently living in the City proper. His apartment was in one of the residential areas that got leveled, and he just never went back once the dust settled.

He did what he could to help, but his main concern was just keeping Serenity safe. He’d never admit it out loud in mixed company but if it came to having to choose between her and a handful of mortals, he’d choose her every time. She’s been the one constant in his life since he was revived and he couldn’t imagine having to try and carry on without her.

It really brought home just how much abuse he could take before his body would quit on him, and he almost didn’t make it through the whole thing. He’s way too reckless now to survive long without his Ghost, but it brought them a whole lot closer together.

For the most part, he teamed up with other Hunters to scout for safe exits and round up survivors, and when the Vanguard left to take care of business he stayed to help keep his lil classmates on task. After that he stayed at the Farm for a while dealing with the whole self-repair and maintenance deal, and he spent a whole lot more time out in the field when it was over.

Here are some characters that are either polarizing or have created a strong enough mass emotion within the community. What opinion does your Guardian hold on each of them >>>

Osiris, First Warlock Vanguard, originally exiled:

Wolf likes Osiris. Anyone who’s reckless, stubborn, uncouth, and a little bit feral is always going to be someone that Wolf likes and wants to be friends with. They get along for the most part, but because focusing doesn’t even make the list of Wolf’s strong points, Osiris can get exasperated with him pretty quickly when they’re going over some kind of batshit strategy and Wolf is over there in his corner texting. Osiris has no idea how he’s survived this long and has definitely said as much to his face. Wolf isn’t so sure either.

Eris Morn, Bane of the Swarm:

He’s a bit intimidated by her. She was kind of the catalyst for one of the most traumatizing events of his life, so being around her now still makes him feel a little bit weird and very nervous. Despite that, he still respects and trusts her immensely and will always come if she needs him.

They’ve taken time since All That Mess to talk to each other and she’s incredibly remorseful over what happened, but Wolf doesn’t blame her for any of it.

She has a very unique perspective on the Darkness and the Hive what all of this shit means, and he generally will trust her word over someone else’s when the topic comes up. She’s got a lot of wisdom in that crazy head of hers and they have a bit of a shared experience when it comes to being trapped in a Hive nest.

Cayde-6, Sixth Hunter Vanguard:

Lemme roll out the simp wagon for this one, ahem.

Wolf adored Cayde. Before The Dare, he joined in on Cayde’s little crew every so often for jobs and over time they got to know each other about as well as anyone can know Cayde or Wolf, and Wolf ended up falling for him pretty hard between all the snarky banter and watching him in action. They did some casual messing around and I’m sure anyone with eyes could see how bad he had it, but he never got the gumption to really confess and never tried to actually pursue anything beyond casual fun.

Cayde’s death absolutely destroyed his entire world. He’s seen plenty of death and his fair share of RTLs, but none have hit him as hard as that one. He spent a little while just immobilized by grief until it morphed into anger because, honestly, I don’t think any Guardian handles loss very well, and he decided after the memorial service to hunt down Uldren regardless of the cost.

The whole thing caused a bit of a rift between himself and his old fireteam and the Spider got a few good laughs out of calling him ‘Killer’. He doesn’t remember a lot of it now due to his reset around Shadowkeep, but he still gets flashes, and he definitely still blames himself. If he could have gotten there just a few minutes sooner, he knows Cayde and Sundance could have survived.

Ikora Rey, Second Warlock Vanguard:

Mad respect for Ikora Rey, especially when she low key high key supported his revenge mission. She has a unique way of being shady about things that Wolf really likes, and they don’t have much in common but he’s enjoyed working with her any time he’s gotten the chance.

When he has things to report on that he knows Zavala won’t like, Wolf goes to her first since she knows best how to soften the blow, and when he has the forethought to even bother, he runs strategies by her to get input. She’s the best Crucible player in history and he kind of sees her as a Warlock that thinks like a Hunter in a lot of ways. In the absence of Cayde, she’s the Vanguard he answers to the quickest.

Commander Zavala, Second Titan Vanguard:

Wolf and Zavala have a tense relationship. They don’t agree on most things and any time you put them in the same room together it inevitably devolves into some kind of argument about the best course of action to take on anything. Wolf’s story has him kind of lined up to be promoted to Vanguard because of experience and technicalities on the Dare, and while it’s not entirely up to Zavala, he does have a lot of sway as the Vanguard Commander. Wolf could not be less interested in the seat if someone was holding a gun to his Ghost.

He’s intentionally unprofessional as hell any time he has to work with Zavala directly and tends to go out of his way to use very unconventional methods that he know Big Blue won’t approve of, because he’s a child. Being petty is the spice of life, and Wolf is still mad that Zavala forbid him from going after Uldren. That he does remember.

With all of that said though! He does respect Zavala. You wouldn’t know it, but he truly does. The guy has the weight of the entire Sol System on his shoulders and never once has he complained.

Saint-14, legendary Titan, First Titan Vanguard:

Wolf is very fond of Saint and Saint is probably one of the few people left who has a way of getting Wolf to slow down and just take it easy for a while. Before Wolf dipped out for good, he’d sometimes just track the guy down to spend time with him and listen to his various wisdoms.

These days, he still calls him up sometimes to shoot the shit and check in on things and he always asks Saint to tell the pigeons and the Colonel that he said hi.

Lord Saladin, Iron Banner handler, One of the last remaining Iron Lords:

Wolf clowns on Saladin a lot but he does understand his point of view when it comes to survival. I’ve mentioned it before, but Wolf “grew up” in the same time period and gets where the intensity and giving no quarter comes from, because back then it really was a life or death decision with way more immediate consequences. Table politics are kind of lost to him and the turning tide between humanity versus the Eliksni or the Cabal is calling for a more open and foreward-thinking willingness to take that risk in allying with them against a common enemy. Wolf’s a quicker learner though, and spending as much time as he has with both has taught him that, in a lot of ways, they’re just like us. They had their homes taken and destroyed, they’ve lost loved ones in droves, and they’re struggling to hang onto a thread in the only way they know how.

Wolf hopes that Lord Saladin will come around and let go of his dated worldviews, because the old ways aren’t what’s going to win wars anymore. Things are far, far bigger than us versus them now and Wolf has a feeling that humanity is gonna need more resolute leaders like Saladin to survive what’s coming.

Lord Shaxx, Crucible handler, Hero of Twilight Gap, living megaphone:

Don’t leave Shaxx and Wolf alone together unless you want complete and utter chaos to unfold. Any time they get together, they get rowdy, and no piece of furniture is safe from having one of them suplexed or dropkicked into it. Shaxx is kind of like a cool uncle to Wolf and they have been known to test new weapons on each other.

The Crow, New Light, Ex-Enforcer to The Spider:

Whoof. When Wolf first met Crow, he was absolutely gobsmacked. Of all the things running through his head, the biggest question he had was why. He almost shot Crow on sight, but he hesitated for some reason. It took a long time for Wolf to warm up to him and in that time he was uncharacteristically quiet and a little cold. Serenity managed to get him to keep his stupid mouth shut, and he’s glad he listened for once.

I think just spending all that time with him hunting Wrathborn, just being a team and really going through it together, was what brought Wolf closer to him. Learning about what Crow was dealing with in his personal life, everything he was going through just as a consequence of existing. Wolf opened up over time himself and once he worked through that big C6 obstacle, he found himself really endeared to both Crow and Glint.

These days, Wolf would probably consider Crow one of his best friends. He’s taught the kid a lot of old Hunter tricks and they hang out a lot, to Glint and Serenity’s immense relief. Crow is like the little brother he never had.

The Spider, The Shore's Only Law, founder of "House" Spider:

He may or may not have low key threatened Spider before he left the Tangled Shore with Crow. From day one, even as someone who is by default insufferably cheeky, the amount of disrespect. Ooh, bitch.

Spider calling him Killer (especially around Crow) got under his skin so fast, you would not even believe, and it was all Wolf could do not to leap across the room and strangle him to death any time they had to do deals.

As far as Wolf is concerned, if he never sees the Spider again, it’ll be too soon.

Uldren Sov, Prince of the Reef, Master of Crows:

Khhhh, hoo boy. The hate. The Frothing Hatred he had for this little man. Wolf had never in his life wanted someone dead as badly as he wanted Uldren Sov dead.

Being friends with Crow and his 16th reset has softened that a lot, and he’s learned a few things about Uldren that have made other things make a lot more since sense then, but. Yeesh.

Mara Sov, Queen of the Reef, Queen of the Awoken, Ex-Kell of Wolves:

Very mixed. He never dealt with her directly, but Wolf has a natural aversion to any form of leadership just by nature. That she cornered the House of Wolves into subservience doesn’t help, but on the other hand, if she hadn’t been at war with them, things would have turned out a lot different for humanity at Twilight Gap.

Variks, the Loyal, founder of House Judgement:

Speaking of shifty motherfuckers.

Wolf definitely likes Variks and his reset between Shadowkeep and now has conveniently erased the memory of knowing Variks had a hand in Cayde’s death.

He does what he can on Europa to help Variks get Salvation rebels to safety if they just want to get the fuck up out of there and is happy to do knife tricks for him when he asks. Variks has made a lot of questionable decisions, but it’s all been done for what he believes is the good of his people, and Wolf can respect that.

Mithrax, the Forsaken, Kell of Light, founder of House Light:

Hasn’t met him, but he’s heard... a lot. With Mithrax being the Kell of the House of Light, Wolf is hopeful it’ll be a good step in the right direction toward uniting humanity and Eliksni. He’s pretty sure they’re both doomed if they can’t at least fight alongside each other temporarily.

The Exo Stranger/Elizabeth "Elsie" Bray, Granddaughter of Clovis I and Sister to Ana Bray:

Wolf is incurably nosy, so he finds Elsie pretty frustrating. She’s full of secrets and never hangs around long enough to explain what the hell she’s talking about or what her end goal is, but she’s been invaluable on Europa. Once she finally opened up a little bit and started actually telling him important things, he found her a whole lot easier to get along with and it helped to have her around when he was discovering a lot of things on his own about where Exos came from.

Eramis, of House Salvation, Kell of Darkness:

He... gets where she was coming from, in a way. She was angry and desperate and that kind of thing is easy for the Darkness to take advantage of. He can’t rightly blame her for grabbing onto anything she thought might save her people, even though it’s ended in yet more trauma for them.

Eramis isn’t someone he’d go out of his way to try to be friends with if she was ever freed from Stasis, but he would hope she’d more or less see the Light and realize that her methods needed some serious rethinking.

Empress Caiatl of the Cabal Imperial Empire:

Wolf has a lot of respect for Caiatl. She watched her home burn down around her and has used that pain to fuel a cause he thinks is pretty noble. Humanity has been at war with the Cabal for a long time now, and both sides have suffered incredible losses because of it. He thinks that trying to mend that and join forces is a good idea, but for once he’s kind of with Zavala on something: They shouldn’t have to swear fealty or subservience to a foreign empire to have their support against a threat that’s coming for both.

He’s holding out hope that if they show their strength against her greatest warriors, she’ll understand that Guardians and humanity as a whole are more beneficial as equals, not cannon fodder. It only takes one Guardian to decimate an entire Cabal squad, after all.

The Darkness is fast approaching. How is your Guardian handling it:

He’s... handling it. It’s been getting harder in recent years to just not think about things which has been his entire motto since he was first revived. More and more he’s having to confront head-on the things that scare him the most, and there’s only so much running away you can do before you run straight into a corner and have to choose between extinction and fighting until you draw your last breath.

Wolf isn’t a pacifist by any means, but it’s just one of those things where he’s starting to realize his way of living just isn’t sustainable with the system in such chaos. The Hive used to be just another threat he had to deal with every so often, but now they’ve become the Big Bad that are outpacing even the Vex in terms of imminent destruction of several species all at once. His biggest hope right now is that humanity, Eliksni, and Cabal can all set their differences aside, at least long enough to try and put up a defense against the Hive and the Darkness. If they can’t, then... well, they won’t have to worry about it for very long, at least.

And finally, does your Guardian have any advice for any New Lights:

Be good. Be understanding. Tell the people you love that you love them every single chance you get, because you never know what could happen out there. Don’t treat everyone as your enemy, because you may find friends in strange places, and how you treat someone may be the difference between waking up dead and surviving to see morning, but most importantly; Don’t look back. You’re not going that way.

[necromatador]

Catch-up 1/3?

So I got “yelled at” for not posting recaps of the last few sessions of Couriers :p so here we go (also a warning, things get a little gross and I am going to have to refer to things as scabs and pus/pustules a lot in this and the next part of the recap):

After escaping from orc Davy Jones (whose name we learned was Drakkar), we’d found ourselves inside the dream of the Great Mother, the dragon turtle on top of which the Ossa Maria had been built.  There was no wind, no waves, and the sky was light, though the glass-like...water? beneath the Sea Hawk reflected a clear and brilliant sky full of stars.  The ship was slowly drifting forward, despite the lack of wind and what appeared to be a thick fog obscured everything more than a few hundred feet or so out in each direction.

After a while of trying to figure out what to do and how to navigate, Nimh realized that the “fog” was actually more like...the edge of the world.  As we moved, the area around us was forming in the direction we were going and unforming in the direction we’d moved away from.  Nimh also heard a rumble of deep, distant draconic from the Great Mother herself, telling us to hurry and to come in a direction.  Pointed out to Captain Shimmerscale (henceforth referred to as Kelvayla for ease), the ship was ordered to follow the direction that the voice was coming from and we began to move a little faster.  We also discovered that the wake behind us didn’t go away, so we could find the thing we were looking for by finding its wake.

We were looking for, it turns out, Kelvayla’s father’s ship.  The Golden Griffon.  He’d made a voyage in here 7 years ago to get the same thing Kelvayla was currently after: one of the keys to a treasure known as the Star of Nantzintli.  He also had a compass that would help us get back out as well.

As we continued forward, we eventually found the wake of the other ship and followed it.  As we did, we noticed the water began to get...chunky for lack of a better term.  A tortle elder, Xel-bal, from the Ossa Maria that we had brought with us, identified it as a thing called ‘corruption’, which is something that shouldn’t be here.  As the Great Mother slumbers, this ‘corruption’ builds up and harms her and has potential other consequences, so there’s a sect of tortles in the Ossa Maria that routinely go into her dreams and clear it out.  This shouldn’t be here.  This is bad.  And it keeps getting worse, the water getting thicker and thicker and covered with plates of this gunk until the Sea Hawk is basically attempting to cut through it like an ice crusher ship.  And then we see, in the distance, the shape of another ship completely encrusted in this disgusting scabby gunk.  And then we run aground on a huge crust of corruption scab.

Kelvayla decides to take the party, plus Xel-bal, with her to explore the ship and hopefully rescue her father.  The rest stay aboard the Sea Hawk and keep on alert (or rather, as Walker announces as we head off, “the Captain’s gone, let’s start gambling!).  We head out over the sticky gross scab (Aeron riding on Nimh’s shoulder because he doesn’t wear shoes and Nimh’s a good friend ;;) when all of the sudden we get hit by some kind of psychic presence.  It connects to Aeron’s and Keyleth’s minds, flashing us back to our past month of memories but as if we’ve got an audience watching it with us.  Then it sends out a call from us back to where it came from.  “Intruders.”

Out of the muck around us sprout these horrifying monsters, some made of chitinous scab armor and some made of gloopy gross pus with eyeballs.  We take a long fight, discovering that most of the attacks can affect our minds (but rolling ridiculously well on all saves except...) or the eyeballs have the ability to telekinetically levitate people.  Kaicis and Aeron get pulled off the ground and hovered ever higher into the air.  Kaicis makes it up to 120 feet up before he casts Fly on himself and destroys both the eyeballs keeping him and Aeron (at 60 feet up) aloft.  Aeron gets caught by Nimh, luckily.

After defeating them, we rush to the ship and the lighter among us climb up the rotting side to the deck while Nimh and Xel-bal walk around below to find another way in.  Up top, we run into trap after trap (a spear-launching crossbow at the trapdoor, a tripwire connected to a cannon, a swinging axe triggered by opening a door) in our attempts to get to the back of the ship, just under the captain’s quarters (which were entirely encased in scab from the outside).  Nimh and Xel-bal found an opening in from underneath the ship at “ground” level and after having a small conversation where Xel-bal reacted positively to Nimh’s mysterious innate knowledge of draconic, eventually came up to join us as we finally got to the end.  We broke upwards through the ceiling into the captain’s quarters and climbed up to find Kelvayla’s father.

Long-since dead.

And then there was a tremor and a massive crack opened up to a shining, bright light-and-star-filled void.  And Nimh fell in.

[b-lightwalker]

What if the Pure Vessel knows Void variants of its spells and they dish out 4 masks of damage but they don't use them so fights are actually fair probably why they take off their armor too

Misc. rambling under cut i guess, idk bro

So one day Ghost is just chilling w/ Pure and is like, "Bro, you should learn how to use Void spells, they're stronger and, knowing you, you'd probably find a way to make them hurt twice as much." And Pure just stays quiet before saying he already knows Void spells, and after some prodding, Ghost convinces him to use them next time they fight.

So it's the next day or something, and Ghost and Pure are about to fight, and Eclipse and Moss are chilling and watching them from the sidelines. So Pure uses the Void spells and, true to Void, they're slightly faster, slightly bigger, and do slightly more damage. But this is the Pure Vessel we're talking about, they don't just go slightly faster, are slightly bigger, and do slightly more damage. They go much faster, they're much bigger, and they do much more damage; a nice chunky 4 masks.

So after Ghost takes three blows and is knocked down (nothing like ascended Pure Vessel, am i right? i'm comedic), Eclipse is laughing his butt off while Moss is trying to understand the massacre she just witnessed. Pure helps Ghost get back up before telling them that's why they don't use Void spells, to make the fight fair...before quietly adding that's also why they don't fight w/ their armor. Ghost either challenges Pure again—and is told not to by Moss while Eclipse calls him a coward and says they should fight Pure w/ their armor on—or just peaces out and goes to the closest Soul spring (Pure probably went w/ them to make sure they're okay).

That's it, that's the ramble. (The story one anyway.) This thought amuses me but scares me. Because w/ my win to loss ratio with the Pure Vessel (which is also Ghost's cause Communism), Ghost and I might as well have signs around our necks that read 'Life is property of Pure Vessel.' For every one win I get, Pure Vessel gets 10. Let it be noted, they're my favorite character. And yet they do nothing but make me suffer. I just wanna see AbsRad's loading screen, bro.

You know what's weird, we've never seen the Pure Vessel walk. They only leap and teleport to woop our butts (I've been read by those leaps and teleports at least 50 times). Then again, they're so big a step can probably cover an eighth of the stage/arena so...

[49scribes-a]

Never not gonna hate that bitch

Man I would'a punched her

Gottarun gottarun gottarun

[Nate voice] LOLBYE

I GOT STUCK. THIS ALWAYS HAPPENS TO ME.

*singing* gotta fucking ruuun

Oh god– I’M LEAVING THIS PLACE.

You guys are a bunch of assholes, I don’t wanna hang out with you.

RUN FOREST RUUUUN.

Sully is A Good. A dirty, but A Good.

Man I wouldn’t have gotten back up after that.

“We’re safe here”. Are we really?

You try to take that from me I’m gonna break this bottle over your head, Sully.

“You must be at least Level 4 to unlock tragic backstory.” And by Level 4 we mean A Thief’s End.

You miss the tit and ass commetary that much?

No I don’t miss it.

Be The Squirrel.

Very big squirrel.

Very destructive like a squirrel.

Chloe asking the real questions.

Wow, that was a big ass rat.

Oh, rest in peace Cutter.

Midair ragdoll. Nice.

I really wish I had the Evil Within 2 cuz then I’d be screaming all the time.

No, no, no, no, I don’t wanna go down the creepy hallway.

Totally want to go down the creepy hallway don’t lie

Oh fuck spiders.

THE SPIDERS. I REMEMbER THE SPIDERS.

KITTY.

*meows at the kitty*

MROW.

I’m the monkey. Of course.

Monkey man.

What is this, Twilight?

Seriously what was with all the monkey comments in twilight?

“I know what you really are.” “Say it–” “*whispers* MONKEY MAN.”

Just chokes him.

Kinky.

I can’t believe King Cross is in this game.

Fuck King Cross.

Lavi sneaking his way into my commentary smh

Damn I took out mine quicker, Cutter. Did you see how I swung the shIT out of him and he ragdolled?

Since when does Nate do anything quietly?

Nope. Denied.

That fucking smug face.

Weeeeee have a nice nap.

They gon’ sleep gud

There it is. SPIDER IN A JAR. Stupid spider. Dear lord.

That godly cat sense.

Squirrel game not strong enough.

ITS MINE NOW.

I took the wrong bus going to class and I wound up in this HELLA fancy street. Imma go back, its hella aesthetic.

“Bnaca”. WOW YOU MISPELLED MY NAME KIT. WHAT HTE HELL. BANNED.

The other Bianca where I work is Blanch, now you bianca are Bnaca.

I’m sexually attracted to a library *finger guns*

Not a phrase I ever thought I’d read with my own two eyes.

(please don’t take me seriously… but it really is a hella nice library.

Too late I already took it seriously. You’ll forever be known to me as That Library Fucker.

Hmmmmm…. title I will gladly wear. It is better than my last one.

Dare I even ask what your last one was?

mY DAD JUST CAME BACK HOME AND I THOUGHT WE WERE BEING ROBBED AND I ALMOST HAD A FUCKING HEART ATTACK. I WAS REACHING FOR MY KNIFE AND EVERYTHING. I WAS GONNA STEALTH ATTACK THEIR ASS IF WE WERE.

He just… spread his ass cheeks wide open for that death.

This assholes gonna get it. Gonna get fucking clipped.

This asshole’s gonna get it – in the asshole.

“That wasn’t necessary” I don’t know what you’re talking about. That was completely necessary.

Tfw ur a paranoid fuck and have a mental map of hiding places on your route home.

I don’t plan hiding places, I plot environmental hazard spots.

I would have just led him into traffic tbh. I’m a dick that way.

Catch me taking random and increasingly dangerous routes.

When I opened my eyes, I was on the road and bleeding.

To be fair, I dented the pole with my face. So it was a tie.

Didn’t go to the hospital though. I was 8. I was tough. We went on vacation the next day.

*/Pyromania intensifies/*

I don’t think Doug is gonna like this place.

JUST AS LONG AS HE’S NOT THE ONE ON FIRE.

[Lavi voice] :3c

Flirting, Lavi style: Light them on fire

Man that’s actually kind of a weird thing to say when you remember how many things and people Lavi has lit on fire.

Technically everything Lavi has lit on fire have been Akuma so does that count?

You forget this is Lavi.

Lavi’s a demon fucker – More news at 10.

Things Lavi has lit on fire: Doug. Krory. Allen. Road. Tyki. Billions of Akuma. What a slut.

HE ALSO LIT THE EARL ON FIRE.

I could say something about him lighting the Earl on fire but… I w on ’t.

I DID NOT WANT TO THINK ABOUT WHAT I THOUGHT ABOUT, KIT.

He’s fine, its just a busted knee cap.

Nate’s very thicc. Look at that ass.

-squints at all the weed blogs following me now-

IIIIIMMMM GONNA SWIIIING FROM THE CHANDLIEEEER. FROM THE CHANDELIIIEEEEEEER.

I assumed he would come back on wednesday because he’d be out of weed. He’s always out of weed on this day. Weedless wednesdays.

I’m back, and I’m not reading all that. I’m kinda scared to read what you’re all saying anyway.

Haha knight armor.

Light it on fire and see what happens :>

N O. KIT NO. WEEPS.

I may just suck at sucking.

No Escape.

Give me the cat nip.

BE SAFE. Don’t fly away or anything.

Oz doesn’t have internet. Its not worth the trip.

But what if I want to fly away.

Then bring a parachute

Time For Regret.

Fuuuuck no I hate those big ass spiders.

Wow this water is so green. Its Super Green.

Green Lantern water.

Inhale the glow.

Its the mucus from those commercials for mucinex.

Make sure you inhale with your stomach – inhale the maximum amount of glow.

DRAG HIM INTO THE WELL.

WELCOME TO HELL.

Well Hell.

Yolo harder.

Your fucking shit is mine.

You just turned his dick into swiss cheese.

Ah yes. The dick shots. Its been too long.

Peak out, bitch.

Yea, they can. Where do you think that curdled milk cheese comes from.

My life has been a lie.

I can’t even remember what its called. Its nasty af though. Chunky milk in a dish.

Cottage cheese?

YES. THAT. COTTAGE CHEESE COMES FROM SWISS CHEESED DICKS.

eVERYTHING I KNOW IS A LIE.

(library voice) I’m sexy and I know it

Today on Hige Ruins Everything

Look at that goddamn library. I’d put my cottage cheese all over that thing.

HQ to Bianca. You’re breaking up. Over.

I’m sorry I keep breaking up with you guys, I just feel like our relationship isn’t going to advance any further.

JUST BECAUSE ITS NOT GOING TO LEVEL UP DOESN’T MEAN WE HAVE TO BREAK UP. WE CAN STAY THIS WAY.

I’LL PISS IN THE BENDY PART OF THEIR KNEE.

What. Where did that even–

My hands are cold. Almost as cold as my soul.

Hello darkness my old friend.

That’s friend material right there.

SIREN’S ARE GOING AGAIN. WHY’RE SIRENS GOING AGAIN. THE DOGS ARE BORKING.

Bullet buffet.

Is that… pineapple with pizza slice toppings?

And we’ve lost Bianca.

If it fits I fuckings falls ins.

Did Nate have tits just now? When he… when he died.

If he did, they would have saved his life.

Stop that bullet trajectory into his chest.

#TitsSaveLives

[Lavi voice] Can confirm. Trust me, I’m an expert.

GLIIITCH.

WHOA. WHAT IS GOING ON. GAME? GAME?!

At least it unglitched me.

Still not as great as Vibrating Nate. Also yes hello I am now Dr. Suess.

ITS BECAUSE I SAID TITS SAVE LIVES, ISN’T IT

THAT HURT.

DID HE JUST. PUNCH HIM IN THE NUTS OR.

dick kicking time.

Aaah, to have a smoker handy.

I thought of four different types of smoker in an instant and was very confused bc to what point is a meat smoker going to help Nate…

Tfw you hear the word smoker and think of meat smoker first despite hanging with stoners…

I call hax on Nate.

Man if I had that torch I woulda smacked that guy and burned half his face

Oh fuck off Talibut. Shove a cactus up your ass.

what the fUCK. HELL NO.

NIGHTMARE FUEL.

Screw the spiders.

Spirahnas.

bAD SPIDERS.

Just blew that guy into Kibbles n Bits

This is the party cart.

PAAARTTTYY CAAART.

wh AT HAPPENED TO MI SON. DEAK YOU PUT YOUR HEAD BACK ON RIGHT NOW YOUNG MAN.

WUT UP MY DITCH COUSINS

The sky.

WRONG. THE SHRIEKING VOID WE LOVINGLY CALL SPACE.

But what if its down? Or left?

Technically the void is everywhere and nowhere all at once -- its inescapable in its omnipotence.

I aint even high rn.

Your very existence is a high.

This is true. This is probably why I have not been high despite having been hot boxed and smoking three god damn blunts. I just... can't get it.

They kept saying maaan you're gonna be fucked up after this and i'm just. bruh my entire existence is fucked up.

HI I HEARD THERE WAS FIRE.

FFFIIIIIRRRREEEEEEEEEEE.

The pyro in me is v happy with this scene.

Even better than assthetic.

It'd hit my aesthetic if I could smell it through the screen, but alas, I cannot.

NYOOM. LOOK AT HIM FLY.

God I love the smell of burning buildings tho. I mean... it smells terrible... but it fills me with a very warm and fuzzy feeling. Like a feeling one might get on christmas morning.

Hige confirmed for arsonist.

I told you before, my town was just a constant smell of maceration water, decay, cat piss, and various forms of smoke.

He didn't see you. He smelled you.

Reno called: he wants his uniform back.

I still don't get how he does all this shit with them tight ass pants.

RIP his balls. RIP his life too.

Nate is the real one stripping balls.

Did I just hear a Sasuke scream.

NAAAAAARUTTOOOOOOOOOOO.

AGAIN. THANK YOU LORDS.

IT SOUNDS LIKE FUCKING SASUKE.

Sasuke Uchihad his ass to the future.

Sasuke Uchihad his own ass.

He scream at own ass.

I used to be a treasure hunter like u. Then I took a bullet to the knee.

You mean to the dick. Bianca here takes no prisoners.

No that guy took it 2 the knee.

His third knee.

I /guess/ it counts as a bone.

Nate pads his ass cheeks. Is this how he survives them falls?

Those big guys have balls of steel tho he took those kicks like a CHAMP.

What if he's broken his ass before? RIP Nate's ass.

Probably has tbh. Had that crushed pelvis from Snoo Snoo.

Walked crooked for a month. Got roasted with anal jokes.

U know I could make a joke but. I'll be good.

No. Be bad.

Life is better when you don't think through your actions. Just get it out.

Think of all the children u just killed Bianca.

Today I saw a dead possum on the road outside the house.

When life throws grenades, pick them up and throw them back. I DON'T WANT YOUR GOD DAMN GRENADES.

This can't be it. That couldn't possibly be it. Is this to lul me into a false sense of security? Because its not cool. I feel like a deer, walking across the open meadow.

Tripping baaaaaaaallz.

Nate likes playing with big balls, pass it along.

Well you could design a sword without the blood groof but it'd be heavy af. Like good fucking luck swinging it unless you're the incarnation of "I' the Juggernaut, bitch".

I'm judging all of FFVII.

Judge Reno while you're at it.

Too busy judging Lavi. At least Reno doesn't have a knife kink.

..... *coughs* W e ll...

Reno, after being stabbed: Thank u this is mine now.

Her boobs got smaller, I swear. Look. Look at them. They shrunk.

RIP Elena's boobs.

*Sighs* All these people, history buffs.

Naaaah we all just collectively played Assassins Creed.

It tru tho.

Lavi, putting his fists up: You got a problem with history buffs?

Nate your ass looks great in these jeans.

I want all the ass creed. All. Need.

Its the Spooders that we don't like.

SPOODERS.

I hope you're happy fox fox. I just choked on my spongey creme bread reading that goddamn angst.

I'm that jackass that pushes you into the spiders webs just to hear you scream.

He found the mummified corpse of an old man holding his dick in his last fap session in his tomb.

Yes, please, stop me. Tackle me. (laughs)

Lavi and Deak tbh. Except. They'd actually tackle each other lmfao.

Penelo Pinella Pinero bread WHO CARES. Her name is Penera Bread now.

I can't wait to hear you screaming kek.

Those aren't swords those are Mammoth Cleavers.

There we go. Mammoth Cleavers. We'll go with that I guess.

"I hope it'll be helpful to you". Yeah, I mean. It'll be helpful... to me... in stealing stuff. But don't worry about it. You didn't hear nothin'.

I'm still stuck in the fifth ark, spam killing slugs weeps

I was going somewhere and I can't remember where.

The waterway whose name I can't spell.

Fussbudget... his name is Fussbudget. Really?

...I'm not making those noises.

Shut up, Kit. I wasn't going to impersonate that.

But why not? Do it. Do it for the vine.

I'm not doing it for the vine.

There's an esper in this area but you can't get it later. He's the one I can't pronounce his name right, he's the one I can't say it right, but he's the UGLY one. Like the really ugly one.

I'm a rat murderer and taker of treasure.

No, come back. Come baaaaack-- You're dead.

You know if it weren't for game logic I would just jump right up there.

Am I your magic rare game charm now or?

Kit you're my rare game charm now. So... wave your hands, and make the Razorfin pop up.

*waves mi hands in the air* RazorwingRazorwingRazorwing

Its Razorfin not Razorwing.

Give me your bigger mutant brother, so I can kill it.

Razorfin more like Bitchfin.

(Razorfin voice) Not Today

(Razorfin voice) you said you were gonna cook me so i aiN'T COMIN OUT

What if I don't cook you, will you come out? I'll... put you in clean water or something.

(Razorfin voice) n o p e u done goofed

No broom pats this time. I'm impressed.

I probably hurt its feelings when I called it Razorwing. Or Bitchfin.

God damn it Kit you were supposed to be a magic charm to make these rare game come out and instead you hurt its feelings.

(razorfin voice) ALL OF U ARE MEANIES I'M TAKING MY TOYS AND GOING HOME.

You know its been a while since anythings respawned in this area because. It seems to know I'm on a war path.

You know I feel like this is somewhere on par with the Helix fossil.

Let's not bring up our Lord and Savior the Helix fossil.

Wow I'm so desperate for it to pop up I thought I just saw a red dot on my screen, but my eyes are playing tricks on me.

Get your fucking helix out of here.

YOU ASSHOLE. YOU'RE MINE.

BITCHFINS HAVE FEELINGS TOO. WEEPS. POOR BITCHFIN.

Look Isa-- Bitchfin. Deserved it. Making me go back SO MANY TIMES before it respawned.

Vaan don't make those noises. Makes me think of dirty things-- oh my god.

Balthier you little shit, you had to say it all fancy like?

WHO HERE LIKES MIMICS BECAUSE I SURE DON'T.

Wow. That was bad. For a moment I mistook Basch for a corpse and I was gonna attack him.

Calm yourself before you hurt yourself.

So many spooky scary skeletons.

Don't start that Isa NO.

Spoopy scary skeletons. For the skeleton war. En gaurde Fuckboy.

[transmechanicus]

If Geedubs were to release a new codex for an existing lore faction what would you want it to be? I'd like to see either eldar exodites or a seperate codex for tau auxiliaries like kroot/vespid with stats for gue'vesa.

Ngl i’m 90% sure they’re dropping a faction with Hrud this edition. 8th edition rule book had the Order of Battle for the 2nd Siege of Terra, and introduced the Custodes to make it playable. 9th has the Order of Battle for the Eldar factions keeping the Tyranids away from a multi-unit faction with time and space manipulation abilities going by their names. So that’s what i think WILL get released. What i WANT is “squats” but they’re all in thick chunky void armor with helmet cams and heavy mining lasers, like the BFG:A Demiurg ships in humanoid form.