I decided to make this post to help ease the tension between titans and hunters. I will start it off and others can go from there to try and finish the role play. Here are the rules,
1. Keep swearing to a minimum if you will
2. No arguments or I will bring Oryx, Crota, Atheon, the Templar, Valus Tar'acr and all of the other major enemies to destroy you leave no trace, not even your ashes.
3. Have a good time or I will repeat step 2
Now time to begin
[i]You are in your ship on your way back to the Tower from Mars. You had found a ton of relic iron, weapon parts, and even some golden age relics. You were hoping to get a lot of glimmer from this loot. As you fly over Earth, your engines start to malfunction and your ship is sent free falling into the Earth.
You wake up to find that someone or something has stolen all of your hard earned loot. You are furious but nervous because you have no ship and don't know where you landed. You hear fallen ships and you look outside to see a horror. You see many crashed guardian ships, all of which have crashed recently. You leave the crash site in search for survivors. You can see what looks like a few guardians but you don't know for sure[/i]
Now choose your adventure
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It was cold that morning. Oryx woke up and stretched, missing the feel of a warm bawdy next to him. Since he forced Eris to leave him he had been lonely. He kept having disturbing thoughts. He couldn't get the image of his son crota out of his head. His sleek bawdy glistening with sweat as he worked out. He grew turgid at the thought of his son. After pleasuring himself with a sense of trepidation oryx finally made the decision to tell crota how he felt. With baited breath he broke the news to his son. Crota looked longingly into oryx eyes and said I've waited for this day. He stuck his reptilian tongue down his father's throat in a frenzy of passion. They both disrobed and began stroking each others throbbing members. They looked deeply into each others eyes as they both climaxed, shooting sticky hive goo into their hands.
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*Places scissors in vag*
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*Takes scissors*
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I receive a message. It reads: Welcome guardian. We have been waiting for you.
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Bump.
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This is Zeta*static* if anyone one is out there please respond I'm stranded I think I'm in the dead zone. If anyone is alive......Oh god there is fallen here I need backu-*static*
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Self bump