#warmind rasputin

[autism-crime]

Rasputin from Destiny 2 is the most character ever to me. He slept through the apocalypse after realising there was nothing he could do about it, woke up, realised his son got alived and decided the best way to cope with that was to kill him again.

He’s an AI. He has angel symbolism. He was built to replace a god. He likes the arts. He used a customer service voice to tell his creator to fuck off. He used satellites as blunt force weapons. His theme is called “A God on Mars”. He wrote poetry. He’s fucking dead.

The most guy ever.

[hyruviandoctor]

Do you ever think about how Rasputin could speak English but specifically chose to speak in Russian as a way to show his superiority over the Vanguard and rest of humanity, and he only spoke in Russian for years, but then in his final months with us he spoke to us in words we could understand because he finally realized his place was not above us, but beside us? Shielding us from all threats not as a god, but as an ally? How he ended the Warmind expansion with, "I am Rasputin, Guardian of all I survey. I have no equal," and then ended Season of the Seraph by embodying the Guardian tenets? Devotion. Bravery. Sacrifice. Death.

Yeah, me too.

[crispy0nion]

Drops these on your doorstep and runs

[makoredeyes]

I got asked to do some warsat emoji for a server but first I had to get THIS out of my system.

Nuts and bolts added courtesy of Val’s suggestion ❤️

[spaydekingcayde]

the reason why they didn’t give Warmind Rasputin a body is not because his arc was finished or because he was falling victim to writers-not-really-knowing-what-to-do-with-AI-characters-once-they’re-given-a-body. they didn’t give Warmind Rasputin a body because he would immediately live up to his namesake

[polux-aka-hyakunana]

The Dark Future - Chapter 5 - Sketch WIPS

[ophilosoraptoro]

Guardian Angel (Destiny 2, Season Of The Seraph, HELM)

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[newbabyfly]

Stickers are in! Going out to sticker Club members soon, time to get to work on the next ones!

[markofthelie]

Destiny 2 OC Headcanon:

One of the things that helped Eliza bond with Rasputin was their mutual love of classical music.

[speaker-of-the-void-cats]

Constellations Singing the Music of the Spheres

[Intro: Hwa Sa] It's been a shining star, it's been a blue sky Gonna tell you something 'bout my story

[Refrain: SOLAR] It's been a long time We've been together through thick and thin And we won't desert each other now

[Verse 1: Hwa Sa, Whee In] You pushed me away without any regrets Relationships eventually end with farewell I'll have to let you go Set you free, I hope you're free now, woah-oh In the cold air, only your absence remains

[Verse 2: Moon Byul] It was a vast ocean, to begin with And that's where we met, ayy I thank my short rest in troubled waters This song is from my story I hope someday I'll be here, you'll be here But now, just go on your own way

[Pre-Chorus: SOLAR, Whee In & Hwa Sa, Whee In] In the end, we broke up, uh We went on different paths, oh Being surrounded by time We found each other again It took us so long, but—

[Chorus: SOLAR, Whee In] We were destined to meet again Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, trra-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta We were destined to meet again Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, trra-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta We were destined to meet again

[Verse 3: SOLAR] You were foolish, I hated you Suspicion overwhelmed me My weak heart became blind, oh-uh

[Verse 4: Moon Byul] Destiny makes me cry Destiny makes me smile The broken compass spins and spins All alone, about to get lost Our memories keep coming back to me And they fade away one by one I hope a single flower grows after the rain

[Pre-Chorus: Whee In, Hwa Sa & SOLAR, Hwa Sa] In the end, we broke up, uh We went on different paths, oh Being surrounded by time We found each other again It took us so long, but—

[Chorus: Whee In, SOLAR, Hwa Sa, SOLAR & Hwa Sa] We were destined to meet again Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, trra-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta We were destined to meet again Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, trra-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta (I can wait forever) Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, trra-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta (I can wait forever) Ra-ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, trra-ta-ta-ta Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta We were destined to meet again

[Refrain: Whee In] It's been a long time We've been together through thick and thin And we won't desert each other now

- Destiny, from the album "reality in BLACK" by MAMAMOO

[makoredeyes]

Yanno there would have come a time when I might have written an essay on some of this lore (albeit it never occurred to me to start from SIVA) but OP has done such a spectacular job here I don’t think I need to ❤️‍🔥

Outbreak Perfected

~directive = KILL while enemies = PRESENT: execute(directive)~

Type: Pulse Rifle

Slot: Kinetic | Energy | Heavy

Element: Kinetic | Stasis | Strand

Perk: The Corruption Spreads - This weapon creates SIVA nanite swarms on rapid hits and precision kills.

Trait: Parasitism - This weapon does more damage to enemies based on the number of SIVA nanites that attach to them.

Masterworked Trait: Disease Vector - Increases nanite damage. Enemies that die with nanites attached to them generate additional nanites.

Ornaments: Pandemic, Patient Zero, Mercurial Affliction, Matterscourge, Archon Prime

Origin & Description: Ahhh, SIVA. Yet another of those Golden Age ideas that seemed great at the time. SIVA is a self-replicating programmable nanite swarm originally developed by Dr. Willa Bray, granddaughter of Clovis Bray I, chief scientist at Clovis Bray corporation, and inventor of the encrypted-matter engram. SIVA was picked up for use by the Warmind Rasputin in his Exodus colony program, a fleet of human ships meant to settle extrasolar planets; the nanites could theoretically consume whatever resources the colonists found in-situ to build anything they would need. Unbeknownst to Rasputin (or maybe beknownst but he didn’t care) Dr. Willa Bray had also been experimenting with using prototype specialized SIVA strains to “enhance” humans (“to make better colonists”), and when several of them died she suppressed the data, made some changes, and gave the project to a different researcher to try again. Surprise surprise, they died again, and Willa Bray…handled…the other researcher. Dr. Willa Bray is kind of an asshole. Look no further than Worldline Zero for proof. Anyway, point is, these prototype strains were left dormant at a CB facility on Mars. Because that never causes problems or anything.

So Darkness came, and Rasputin fought, and Rasputin lost. But Rasputin bears an old name and it cannot be killed. He survived in fragments hiding in a dozen facilities scattered through the solar system. The largest was on Mars in Hellas Basin, and the next largest was on Earth, seated in the old Russian Cosmodrome from which he had once flung the Exodus ships into the night in a last desperate gamble. Humans had long since abandoned Mars, but they still held Earth and remembered through the centuries that a great power dwelled in the Cosmodrome. When the band of Lightbearers called the Iron Lords quelled the warlords and sought to raise humanity back to some semblance of the civilization it had had before, they went to the Cosmodrome searching for tools of the Golden Age to help.

And SIVA spilled out in response. It had been told the Lightbearers were invaders and swarmed relentlessly to defeat them. The Iron Lords fought to keep it contained, but it animated their own weapons, their own vehicles, their own dead against them. Its nanites tore into and corrupted Ghosts. Of the hundred Iron Lords who took to the field to contain what they called the Plaguelands, only nine reached the replication chamber they recognized as SIVA’s source. Eight sealed the chamber and destroyed the forge, leaving Lord Saladin as the lone survivor. Thus SIVA was confined.

Centuries later eliksni scavengers from the House of Devils poking around the old CB Corp facilities on Mars accidentally released the prototype SIVA enhancement strains. Now, the eliksni might be larceny-minded bastards who make everything out of stuff stolen or salvaged from someone else, but that also means they’re extremely good at understanding and adapting foreign technology. They immediately recognized what the nanites were doing and how powerful they could be. So they traced the nanites from that facility back to the Cosmodrome on Earth and hunted through it till they found something…different. Something glowing red that pulsed and swarmed as if alive. They had found SIVA, and to the machine-worshipping eliksni, it came as a near-divine benediction. SIVA offered a means to transcend their frail, ether-bound bodies and become the machine perfection they venerated.

The Devil Splicers experimented with SIVA, learning how to splice it into themselves to enhance their abilities. Their Archon Aksis used it to resurrect the Devils’ fallen Prime Servitor, Sepiks Prime, as Sepiks Perfected. Then he then remade himself into…well, Aksis would say “perfection,” but the rest of us would call it “some kind of terrifying Fallen cyborg-centaur-crab thing but the crab part is also a tank and oh god he’s shooting at us oh god oh god run.” Welcome to Rise of Iron, Destiny 1’s final expansion, and its flagship raid Wrath of the Machine.

While Saladin blamed Rasputin for the SIVA incident, Destiny lore nerds argued for ages over who was really responsible. Rasputin didn’t have to respond with deadly force, but the Iron Lords had broken into his house and attempted to steal an extremely dangerous nanoswarm. He was charged with defending humanity and Guardians are emphatically not human. The Iron Lords tried to talk to him, but even if the severed Rasputin fragment in the Cosmodrome could have responded, would he have been persuaded by their argument of “no, we’re the good guys?” Did the Iron Lords refuse to back off from their own aggression, confident that their Light would triumph over mere machines, or did they attempt to flee and found that SIVA pursued them? It wasn’t until Season of the Worthy in mid-2020 that we discovered the truth and, wow, turns out it was so much worse than we’d imagined, because in short: Rasputin planned the whole slaughter from the get-go.

Despite the name “Warmind” Rasputin has no particular love for violence, and post-Collapse he prioritized staying hidden over fighting threats. So why provoke a major showdown in his front yard? To protect himself from himself.

Though he never asked for the job, Rasputin more or less ran the Golden Age. Other AI called him “the Tyrant”, a nickname given “not without affection, and certainly not without respect.” Over time Rasputin began to wonder if he really was a tyrant. How much did he understand his own self and thought process? How could he know if he was doing something wrong but everyone else was too frightened to tell him? To answer these questions - to better know himself - Rasputin created another. He built a compressed, autonomous version of his own personality and moral structures, then uploaded it to an Exo chassis and set it in motion. Assigned the name SIDDHARTHA GOLEM, this being would go out into the world to see if they would a) pass for a human being who could function in society, b) not appear to the other AI as a threat requiring action, and c) refrain from wielding power in a cruel or arbitrary manner.

Rasputin passed this self-imposed test. But once it was over he wasn’t going to kill this new person simply because he no longer needed them. Once Rasputin completed his evaluations he left SIDDHARTHA GOLEM to live his life as a regular Exo. And then the Collapse came and the golem died with the rest of humanity and that was that…

…until a Ghost resurrected the Exo with a new purpose and a new name: Felwinter.

Yup, it turns out my oldest and (I thought) most-unlikely theory about the Iron Lord Felwinter’s mysterious origin was correct: he’s none other than a long-lost autonomous fragment of Rasputin himself. With that in mind suddenly all of Felwinter’s strange traits make sense: the unusually flat emotional affect Saladin sometimes noted; the absolute confidence in his own judgement regarding executing those he considered too dangerous to live; his ruthless pragmatism and legendary fury on the battlefield balanced by a genuine determination to create a better world; his desire to be left alone eventually overcome by a deep sense of responsibility to protect those weaker than himself.

When Felwinter was revived as a Lightbearer the Cosmodrome-Rasputin instance immediately knew, and immediately dispatched all manner of assets to either retrieve or “decommission” him - which succeeded, as poor Felwinter got repeatedly killed. He couldn’t figure out what he’d done to anger the semi-mythical Warmind because in truth he hadn’t done anything; Rasputin considered his very existence a threat. Felwinter knew too much about Rasputin himself - could bypass too many security protocols - had intrinsically in his mind a kind of anatomy of Rasputin with all his weaknesses. The Warmind concluded Felwinter’s survival endangered him and thus, under the MIDNIGHT EXIGENT morality protocol that allowed anything - anything - in the name of preserving himself, Rasputin turned to the task of getting his own forgotten self to stay dead.

Felwinter eventually found a spot defensible enough that Rasputin stopped his conventional attacks. He became a warlord mostly because others decided he was, and then he became an Iron Lord because it seemed like the right thing to do. He knew he had a strange affinity for Warmind relics and ruins from the Golden Age and frequently searched them for both clues about himself and technologies that could better protect the humans the Iron Lords defended. Eventually he came across a breadcrumb trail leading to SIVA and talking of all the marvels of construction and terraforming it could perform. Of course he tried to get ahold of it; and of course the Iron Lords went with him to protect him in this dangerous endeavor. And thus Rasputin lured his wayward self into a trap where he could attack Felwinter’s Ghost as well, smothering him with SIVA to finally execute the Lightbearer for good - killing nearly all the other Iron Lords in the crossfire.

Modulo the differences created by physical form and divergent experiences, Felwinter more or less was pre-Collapse Rasputin. And Rasputin killed him. Rasputin, who was already struggling to deny and compartmentalize the deep-seated trauma he carried from the Collapse, literally killed his own former, better self - a self whom he’d baited into risking his life with the promise of helping and protecting the same humans Rasputin had abandoned. Let’s just say it fucked him up worse than any potential security breach.

We know about all this because Rasputin told us. In the middle of Season of the Worthy, after we’ve spent several weeks helping Rasputin out and getting to know him a little better, the Warmind decides it’s time to confess the guilt he’s held on to since the incident. When he tells us the story of Felwinter’s death he calls himself “the Tyrant,” the first time Rasputin uses that name, because in his mind his cruelty and violence to Felwinter finally earned the title he sought to escape. And Saladin? He finally has proof that Rasputin wanted them dead, but he also has proof that his fellow Iron Lord, a man he trusted and fought beside - one of those who sacrificed themselves to stop SIVA - basically was Rasputin. Therapy for everyone!

Given the incredible power and danger of SIVA I think you can guess the very first thing Guardians said when they encountered it: “I bet we could make a gun out of this.” Kitbashed together by the Hunter Shiro-4, Outbreak Prime fired tiny clusters of SIVA nanites that swarmed whatever they hit. Destiny 2 released Zero Hour in May 2019, a timed mission in which eliksni captain and part-time Guardian ally Misraaks alerts us to a Devils attempt to infiltrate the ruins of the old Tower and reclaim a fragment of SIVA held in the now-abandoned Cryptarch vaults. Upon completing the mission within the time limit the player receives Outbreak Perfected, a tweaked version of Outbreak Prime.

Hit a target with a round from this weapon and the SIVA nanites onboard will stick and swarm it. Since the SIVA clusters amplify each other, the more hits you land, the greater the damage each attached cluster does. An entire fireteam on Outbreak can ramp up the damage on a single target to absurd heights. Killing an enemy with a precision hit also releases a new swarm of SIVA nanites to chase down nearby enemies. I like to call it “Angry Fun Ball” because the nanite swarms generated on death act like the bouncing death-balls from Happy Fun Ball except they’re red and spiky and buzz around in an angry cloud searching for a new target.

Honestly, building Outbreak Prime was a stupid idea to begin with and rebuilding Outbreak Perfected was an even stupider one. SIVA is dangerous as hell and has already proven it can run out of control and get real nasty real fast. But after I picked it up I went to Mars to visit Rasputin in Hellas Basin and he didn’t have anything to say about it, and I doubt he likes cleaning up runaway SIVA swarms any more than we do. So I guess it’s okay? At least for now.

The Zero Hour mission fell victim to the Year 4 vaulting of older content, and Outbreak Perfected is now purchased for in-game materials from the Tower’s Monument to Lost Lights. Two of its ornaments went on sale for actual real-world money with the release of Zero Hour and I have to admit I ponyed up for the Pandemic one right away. It’s a Warmind-themed ornament! How could I not? Anyway, Patient Zero gives the weapon a half-rusted half-glowing look as if it might be the original Outbreak Prime rifle recovered after the Red War. Mercurial Affliction is one of the Trials of Osiris ornaments added in Season of the Worthy and Matterscourge just looks cool. But not as cool as Pandemic, because: Warmind.

Destiny 2 Compendium Armarum Exoticarum [ Ace of Spades | Ager’s Scepter | Anarchy | Arbalest | Bad Juju | Bastion | Black Talon | Borealis | Cerberus+1 | The Chaperone | Cloudstrike | Coldheart | Collective Obligation | The Colony | Crimson | Cryosthesia 77K | DARCI | Dead Man’s Tale | Deathbringer | Dead Messenger | Devil’s Ruin | Divinity | Duality | Edge of Action/Concurrence/Intent | Eriana’s Vow | Eyes of Tomorrow | Fighting Lion | The Fourth Horseman | Forerunner | Gjallarhorn | Grand Overture | Graviton Lance | Hard Light | Hawkmoon | Heartshadow | Heir Apparent | The Huckleberry | Izanagi’s Burden | The Jade Rabbit | Jötunn | The Lament | The Last Word | Legend of Acrius | Leviathan’s Breath | Lord of Wolves | Lorentz Driver | Lumina | Malfeasance | Merciless | MIDA Multi-Tool | Le Monarque | Monte Carlo | No Time to Explain | One Thousand Voices | Osteo Striga | Outbreak Perfected | Parasite | Polaris Lance | Prometheus Lens | The Prospector | Queenbreaker | Rat King | Riskrunner | Ruinous Effigy | Salvation’s Grip | Skyburner’s Oath | Sleeper Simulant | Sturm | Sunshot | SUROS Regime | Sweet Business | Symmetry | Tarrabah | Telesto | Thorn | Thunderlord | Ticuu’s Divination | Tommy’s Matchbook | Tractor Cannon | Traveler’s Chosen | Trespasser | Trinity Ghoul | Truth | Two-Tailed Fox | Vex Mythoclast | Vigilance Wing | The Wardcliff Coil | Wavesplitter | Whisper of the Worm | Wish-Ender | Witherhoard | Worldline Zero | Xenophage ]

[sylenth-l]

Red

[makoredeyes]

12 & 50. Rasputin/Felwinter

YES GOOD. Enjoy a nice painful snack of Warmind Angst.(TM) These are kind of interchangeable with both getting a little bit of both but here we have two prompts so I've done two fics. Pop the confetti 2nd one is another sort of between-the-scenes moment from Housefire - Syzygy this time.

12 - in grief

It took some time after the Cosmodrome had stopped shaking from the explosion for the dust to settle. The Lightbearers had really done some damage on their way down, and Rasputin had his work cut out for him to regain access to the Site Six bunker. The Warmind was aware, more or less, of what had transpired thanks to black box recorders and some feeble transmissions still trickling in from the few surviving nanites, but at first he was largely blind and almost entirely cut off from his own systems thanks to the damage. 

He'd known they wouldn't go down without a fight. He'd been prepared for war. He didn't have to like the results. 

Nasty, freakish dead things. 

They could stay dead. 

But he had to see. Had to be sure. He didn't have his Seraphs anymore, and frames were too bulky, and too slow to be thorough search parties.

He had -

He...

Visual data relays returned, and for all that Rasputin had seen and done, the images shocked him. The destruction was to be expected after an explosion so powerful, but what truly gave the Warmind pause was the SIVA.

Twisted, gnarled vines in waves and swathes of red coated everything, engulfing it, consuming it. His rage... his malice, given grotesque form, thrown right in his face.

It had seemed so much simpler, so much more benign from a distance. Lines of code didn't tell the same tale as bodies torn asunder, half-consumed, wracked in visible terror and agony. Unfeeling Zeroes and Ones made it far less poignant that these undead things were also men and women.

People.

Felwinter's friends.

His son.

Rasputin didn't find the body right away. He knew he was there, and even had a fairly accurate idea of where to search, and still Rasputin had nearly given up when he'd finally found something. A limb. The rest of him had been elsewhere. Not far away, no, but...not attached, either.

The red-mesh impulse that had been sweeping the vast room flickered in a long wave and then collapsed down to that singular place, pinprick points of light quivering as Rasputin examined what was left of his most beloved creation and arguably the best part of him. His child, his humanity- the Traveler had stolen him from Rasputin, but Rasputin had snuffed his flame.

Aurora synapse flared and shrank over and over as Rasputin mapped out dimensions he already knew as well as his own, ghosting over hands, chest, and face, electronic tears doing nothing for surging grief.

Oh how he'd failed. Oh, he'd made a terrible, terrible mistake.

More beats of light, flickering, filling the room, but no amount of anguished kisses from a mourning father could warm the cooling body of a murdered child.

This one he would have to live with.

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50- out of love

Rasputin trod the Corridors of Time a little more slowly than was strictly necessary. The burden he carried in his arms did not trouble him. His race against the inevitable was over.

He could afford to steal a few minutes more. He didn't care if he was selfish.

Felwinter was alive. Alive. He was as well as he could be, and safe with him, even if he was hard-pressed to convince poor Felwinter of the fact.

Rasputin didn't blame his son for not trusting him, even if he was still struggling to process the pain of just how poorly he'd actually been received. Rasputin knew what he'd done, and the pain he caused. He realized, with no small sting, that this was likely the last time Felwinter would let him this close (and that 'let' was a dubious qualifier when Rasputin had rendered the Exo unconscious for both of their safety) if the shattered plating under his eye was any indication, and while Rasputin could accept the fate he'd created for himself, he wasn't about to miss an opportunity no matter how small, either.

And so he took advantage of what little time he had, no matter how pitifully one-sided it was, for despite all his wrong doings and all his bad choices, he loved his son, and these precious few minutes with him meant the world to Rasputin.

"Someday," he whispered, knowing Felwinter could not hear him and relieved that Felspring was busy chattering with Caerus somewhere trailing behind, "I will may be able to tell you in a way that will matter." But for now, even effectively alone, he still could not. He had to do better. He would. He tipped his chin down, nuzzling in to lay a slow kiss onto Felwinter's too-hot forehead, immediately feeling a sharp slap of guilt for stealing the touch, though he'd done so largely without realizing what he was doing until it was too late. What was one more drop in a sea of sins, Rasputin thought bitterly. He lifted his head and picked up his pace.

Love and remorse alone were not enough.

He would do better.

[hyakunana]

The Dark Future - Chapter 4 - Unguarded

Took a while to work on this chapter because of Lightfall release, but the vex mythoclast oath project continues and reaches close to halfway!

And a heads up, this is a fan adaptation project with the purpose of personal practice and portfolio, so feedbacks are more than welcome  🌠

Previously:

The Dark Future - Chapter 1 - Family Line

The Dark Future - Chapter 2 - Itinerant Mendicant

The Dark Future - Chapter 3 - Towerless

Plus! If you prefer to read all pages in one go (ou você fala PT-BR assim como esta que vos fala), click here for my drive folder with all the pages so far  👀

Enjoy!

[makoredeyes]

❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Destiny (Video Games) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Ana Bray & Rasputin Characters: Ana Bray, Rasputin (Destiny) Additional Tags: Game: Destiny 2: Season of the Seraph Spoilers, Game: Destiny 2: Season of the Seraph, Exo Anatomy (Destiny), Affection, Family, Friendship, Artificial Intelligence, artificial intelligence dealing with suddenly having a body, Introspection Summary:

The nice thing about human childhoods – or being raised as a fully-functional adult Guardian – is that by the time anything is expected of you, you know pretty much how to make your body work.

Unfortunately, ancient Warminds do not have that advantage. Written for @makoredeyes who prompted for the kiss meme - but Tumblr is being a dick and not letting me actually post.

[julfils]

Destiny 2: Warmind, Character Exploration

Concept art of Rasputin by d Phillips