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  • HarmonyBass

    That goes there...

    And that goes there...

    Aaaaaaaand... There, all done.

    Xor lifted the small device and held it up to the lamp he had set up in a small cave near the Valley of Kings. It was about the size of his fist, a cylindrical battery had been wired and duck-taped (always handy to have some) to small bits of Vex components. The bronze parts glowed blue in some places there the energy from the battery pumped in Arc power in place of mind fluid. He clipped it to his belt and plugged a wire from his chestplate into the device. 

    This can go two ways", he thought to himself, "This could go well and give me one of the best things I've ever come up with." He sucked in a breath and put on his helmet, "Or this could go wrong and I could tear a ho…

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  • HarmonyBass

    The ogre charged, I took a few cautious steps back before holstering my hand cannon and bolting away down the tunnel. I gasped as I ran, very quickly finding myself out of breath but unable to stop on account of the humongous monster following closely behind me.

    The tunnel sloped downwards, much to my disappointment. I leaped forward out over the slope, landing in a roll so I could flawlessly rise again to continue running.

    I glanced behind himself to see if I was still being pursued...

    Big mistake...

    The ogre chose that exact moment to lash out with a bloated arm, knocking the me off my feet and sending me flying down the rocky corridor.

    I cried out in pain as I hit the ground, rolling several feet until I finally came to a stop on the cave f…

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  • Pusofman

    Questions

    May 1, 2017 by Pusofman

    So from what I have seen most this wiki is mostly about fanon lore for destiny but is it possible to create fanon mechanics like new weapon types?

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  • HarmonyBass

    The H.P. Initiative

    April 20, 2017 by HarmonyBass

    Are you ready?

    Ready as I'll ever be...

    Are you sure? Once the operation is complete you will never be able to return to your former-

    Just do it already! You need a guinea pig and I have nothing to lose.

    If that is how you truly feel... Begin test 11C!

    -----

    I opened my eyes. 


    Well, that's not exactly true. More like, I turned them on. It took a second, but eventually they adjusted to the light, letting me take in my surroundings. 

    I was in a large concrete room with a high ceiling covered in dangling wires. I was strapped to a table, felt cuffs held my wrists, ankles, and torso tight against a cold metal table. An overhead light shone brightly about a foot above my head.

    "Oh. You're awake."

    The voice was deep and resonating, thoughtful and almost s…


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  • FireDrag1091

    The Black Days V

    March 14, 2017 by FireDrag1091

    The Hellmouth, Ocean of Storms, Luna…

    Sounds reverberated off the long and jagged tunnel walls, screams of the tortured kept deep under Luna’s rocky surface. Despite the differences that the tunnels stretched across, many seemed to be nothing more that the fine capillary systems that ran between the larger arterioles and venules, given the tight spaces that challenged whoever dared travel through them. Odd to think that a system vital to life, was the best comparison that Pariah could use to talk about the place of the dead. Like the million shadows that occupied the deadly walk. Alien mussels and barnacles festered along the upset soil, embedding themselves in the floor, walls and roof—biofouling organisms.

    Brought by the Hive.

    Pariah’s know…

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  • Dasleo

    Such a blow was struck, that it would be felt for miles to come. As Arxus hammered his fist into the rail cannon, it was thrust downward and thus, in this single act, catastrophe had been averted. The rail cannon’s final blast detonated down in the valley below, before shutting off for good. Silence fell upon the ruins of Seattle, just as it had on the day it fell. While Fireteam Black had every right to celebrate this hard-earned victory, it left a sense of dread behind. Something could be felt, something that would undoubtedly be their undoing; or, at the very least, one of their numbers. The House of Veils would act swift and without mercy, showing that there were consequences to the Guardians’ actions. Fireteam Black had let their guar…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Black Days IV

    March 8, 2017 by FireDrag1091

    There was rainfall once more.

    The collected winds and the droplets of water that once again beat against the roofs, walls and ground of the City struck with an even greater intensity this time. Perhaps this was nature’s response to the conflict at hand, but to the pessimist and optimist: the rain took different meaning. To the pessimist, the wind and the rain were nothing more that the destructive elements that contributed to the chaos in the streets below; stirring the confusion and violence even more. To feed this conflict, so that it may perhaps overtake the City once and for all. But to the optimist, the rain was to heal and mend the wounds that divided the City, to unify it once again. To stop this conflict, so that the City may live o…

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  • Dasleo

    Midnight; not a soul pressed through the ruins of Seattle any longer. Much of the House of Veils had already been laid to waste, but there laid more one, desperate plan; one more juncture until the end. The clouds gathered, as if the heavens would bear witness to the events that were about to unfold; events that would surely mean salvation, or catastrophic defeat. The final chapter was about to unfold.

    Arkanz grumbled to himself, making seldom utterances of joy as his plans had come to fruition. He made constant modifications to his weapon, all to make sure that it would fire again when it was time. This he knew, that time would be soon again. Surely, the vermin had not survived the Needle’s explosion. Even if they had, they would be weak. …

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  • Inquisitor01

    The Wraith

    March 1, 2017 by Inquisitor01

    Oslo, Old Norway

    ​The scavengers strode warily through the corridors of the ancient building, caution giving weight to each of their steps. Over the day, the numbers of their group had dwindled. They had been hunted by some unknown being, driven here deliberately, like lambs avaiting their slaughter at the hands of the wolf. The leader, pacing steadily forwards, gripped tightly to his gun, a relic of a long-lost age, and though he would never admit it, he was afraid. But he knew the cost of letting his fears gain the upper hand, so he buried them deep inside himself. With each step, he left a print in dust that had been settled for centuries, disturbing the eerie calm that reigned over the ruins. He looked upwards, his gaze settling on a br…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil XV

    February 3, 2017 by Dasleo

    7 months ago…

    Sylus stood at the Tower Walk by himself; the events of Twilight Gap were still fresh in his mind, despite happening so long ago. Sylus wondered what would have happened, had things progressed differently. He knew it to be true that no one could consider it to be something of a victory; it was more so a loss for everyone. He gazed out over the mountainous region beyond the Tower, beholden to the natural beauty of the landscape. In a way, it reminded him of what he was fighting for. Even after the Collapse, humanity continued to thrive in some aspect. The City represented the last, true bastion of that ideal, that freedom away from the Darkness.

    “I had suspected you would be up here.” A voice called out from behind Sylus. It was…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Black Days III

    February 1, 2017 by FireDrag1091

    The Lighthouse, the Caloris Spires, Mercury...

    The clattering and jingling of wind-chimes echoed throughout the hallways and open spaces of the of the Lighthouse. Spheres of suspended solar light were held in the base of several stands, with many incense burning in the shape of slender and tall wicks. Banners fluttered from lines suspended between the gaps in the open space. Carpets lined the stone floors, and decorated the stoney walls, as several supply crates were placed about the floors of the Lighthouse. It was an almost mystical place, a holy temple as it filled with the air of reverence.

    Several beings stood clad in yellow and black garments and armour, whether the robes of Warlocks, the cloaks of Hunters or the heavy armour of the Ti…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil XIV

    January 28, 2017 by Dasleo

    Darkness descended over the city of Seattle. A deep hatred permeated the air, filling the lungs of any who breathed it. It was noticeable. The Kell of Veils’ plan was entering its’ final hour, as Arkanz marched ever closer to his ultimate goal. Surely, his success would bring forth radical change, the likes of which could turn the world on its head. Surely, he had to be stopped. Fireteam Black made their final approach to the Veils’ Den, high above the blackened city streets. It would be here that the world would bear witness to one final struggle; one that would not only decide the fate of Fireteam Black and the House of Veils, but humanity as well.

    The Fallen had long since abandoned their posts surrounding the Space Needle. The dishevele…

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  • Dasleo

    Deep in the heart of the old Seattle ruins, disaster was brewing. A being of contempt, the Kell of Veils, had been devising a plot that would most assuredly bring about radical change. While the Kell continues to plot and bring his plans to full fruition, Fireteam Black had arrived in the ruins of an old, Golden Age bank. The Fallen forces here rallied a checkpoint, disallowing any to pass any further. Although Fireteam Black did not know it yet, they were entering a race against time.

    Thunder boomed outside, and lightning flashed across the sky, creating a temporary light source that blinked through holes in the ceiling. The storm itself was a fearsome presence, and it only intensified as time passed ever forward. The House of Veils had ma…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil XII

    January 15, 2017 by Dasleo

    Clouds gathered over the already miserable landscape of Seattle. Tall skyscrapers with broken glass and misshapen forms were like tombstones; constant reminders of the failures of the past. Once, humans had stalked these homes, these walls, making it a living. Now, an alien breed focused their efforts to revitalize a device long left dormant by Guardian ancestors. Were this device to be truly realized in its purpose, it would surely bring about a whirlwind of change. A storm was rising.

    Far away from the eyes of Fireteam Black, the Kell of Veils began to plot; the final phase of his plan was to begin. Arkanz walked with a slight limp, as he had been crippled long ago in a war he barely remembered. The Kell approached an open area, where sto…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Black Days II

    January 5, 2017 by FireDrag1091

    The Tower, the Last Safe City... Two hours later...

    Avgust didn't like the thought of being outside of his armour on a mission. Long had the Titan grown to appreciate the exterior shell and plating that his armour provided him. Not only did the armour protect him from bullets, blades and explosives—it also carried a weight of responsibility, of pride... of purpose. Long had Titan armour become synonymous with the symbol of hope and protection for the innocent who dwelled in the City, and as such became infamous as a symbol of war and fear to the enemies of the City.

    Instead of the protective shell and body-glove the Titan had grown accustomed to, Avgust pulled over his body the clothes and armour of the Forces of the City. It was a particula…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil XI

    January 3, 2017 by Dasleo

    With the demise of Iviks, it had seemed that the Veils’ prison would remain an empty relic, corridors filled with nothing but phantoms. Still, it would be a place that the House of Veils could use to their own ends, committing endless acts and atrocities for whatever ambitions they possessed. In days past, it had been a place of horrid experimentations for the Hive. When Arkanz came to Seattle, he saw a place of stone and blood and rot and he used it for his own ends. It was a place where he would conduct his own hells, killing his own kin, all with a Cheshire grin. Knowing well of the horrors that kept in the prison, Syrakis would never allow it to befall another again. Never had anyone witnessed a place, hewn from stone and blood and rot…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil X

    December 30, 2016 by Dasleo

    Fireteam Black had finally rallied, though mistrust among the group left them to fight one another. Emperor-19 held massive hatred for anything of the Fallen species, and his hate grew upon discovering the presence of Syrakis. This led Emperor to attack his fellow Guardians, striking down Arxus and nearly killing him. Were it not for the intervention of Sylus, he most certainly would have. Though, Fireteam Black would soon find out that they needed to gather their strength again. A new foe was about to appear; one who held more hate and malice than one could possibly comprehend.

    Exposed cogs and gears whirred, rapidly spinning in the wall. The elevator cable pulled taut, and a loud noise broke the foreboding silence of the prison. It was cl…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Black Days

    December 27, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    The West Industrial District, the Last Safe City... Years after the Moscow Incident...

    Heavy footprints fell on the rain-soaked ground, as the puddles that decorated the gravel-lain road splashed and spread. The street lights overhead stood as tall spires, their white lights cast down onto the trail below, as three figures moved quickly down the street. It was dark, perhaps darker than it had ever been before, as only the lights of the lamps above and the occasional flicker in the windows on stories above the ground level shone down upon the street. Silver tarps occasionally covered the heads of the three figures below, thick pieces of cloth that tried to protect the crates of supplies underneath them. Holes in these cloths were plentiful, …

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil IX

    December 27, 2016 by Dasleo


    Deep below the surface of Seattle, there remained an old prison; once, it had belonged to the likes of the Cursed Brood, a Hive sect that experimented heavily on their own kind. Now, the House of Veils used it as a means to further fuel their sadistic tendencies. The hour drew ever closer, as Fireteam Black would be fated to encounter the Veil Warden. He was the key of escape, and the only way out of that infernal hell in the depths. For now, Syrakis and Arxus ventured further into the prison, seeking out the torture chambers. The corridors were long and winding, carved from damp rock and passing far into the earth. It was an imposing place to be sure.

    “How much further?” Arxus had asked. Syrakis seemed to have a great deal of knowledge of …


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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil VIII

    December 20, 2016 by Dasleo

    Meanwhile, elsewhere in the prison…

    Before Arxus was able to make his daring escape with Syrakis, there was another locked up in the prison. The cold and damp halls of the facility held many prisoners within its walls, some of who would never see the light of day ever again. It was a monument of the House of Veils and their destruction, spiteful nature; the mysterious Warden being a paragon of this senseless violence. Agony was common, as screams echoed through the prison. Of all those who would never escape, least to say, Providence would not be one of them.

    Alike how Arxus was in his cell, Providence resided in an isolated wing of the massive, subterranean prison complex.  He had put up quite a fight when the Fallen first apprehended Firet…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil VII

    December 14, 2016 by Dasleo

    Several hours later, in an unknown location...

    It was cold and dark. Nothing of the sun that once was permeated this place. Tiny footsteps rattled across metal surfaces, and piles of bones were the only decoration. Foreign crystals which glowed with a dim light sat upon spears and staffs, serving as a solitary illumination. It was cold and dark, and alone.

    Tiny drops of water continuously fell from a broken pipe in the ceiling. As they fell, they splattered across the faceplate of an unconscious Guardian. It was this repetitious noise, this disturbance that eventually roused them to wake. The first sight was of an unfamiliar location, likely deep underground.

    Arxus slowly rose to sit against the cold and hard rock. He had felt like he had bee…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil VI

    December 10, 2016 by Dasleo

    Gunfire roared loud through the previously silent and cold streets of Old Seattle. Shanks and Dregs scattered across ruined streets, while their Captain leader barked orders in foreign tongues. It had seemed like the fight was persisting for hours, though it barely even lasted one. When Fireteam Black first engaged, they struck hard and fast. However, Fireteam Black had failed to remember that there was a Walker present, or they were too distracted to sustain fire. In the deadly blast that consumed half of Fireteam Black, the Veil Captain allowed his hubris to overtake him.

    “Boss!” Arxus shouted.

    As the smoke and ash settled, the Veil Captain sung his praises far too early.

    "Writhe in defeat, light thieves!" He would have shouted in his nativ…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil V

    December 8, 2016 by Dasleo

    Noon. The sun was at the tip of the sky again, shining down with a brilliant gaze across the Seattle wasteland. Sunlight shimmered off bits of broken glass and barely reflected on the surfaces of rusted cars and trucks. Footsteps pattered through the streets at a decent pace; twelve footsteps to be exact, of six individuals. Fireteam Black carefully navigated their way through the ruins of Old Seattle, but by now they knew that the odds were heavily weighed against them. Every so often, the Kell of Veils returned to taunt them about the futility of their mission.

    “My kin control these lands. You have no hope of surviving.”

    Perhaps it was hubris that drove the Kell to mock the Guardians, or perhaps it was a sort of psychological warfare meant…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil IV

    December 3, 2016 by Dasleo

    “I hadn’t expected you to find this place so quickly.”

    The voice blared over loudspeakers set up across the library; the technology was Golden Age, and it showed through sound quality. As well as the Kell’s naturally hoarse voice, the signal was full of static. Regardless, the message was clear enough to be heard by Fireteam Black.

    “I’m impressed, though. The last Guardians who came through here didn’t fare as well against my Unseen.”

    He implied that Fireteam Black wasn’t the first to come to Seattle. The Kell spoke rather fluent English, suggesting that his House had a long history of encountering humans. Perhaps, spanning all the way back to the beginning of the Collapse.

    “What do you want? Why attack us at night?” Sylus asked. His fireteam …

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil III

    December 1, 2016 by Dasleo

    The dust finally settled; books of various sizes fell off the shelves, full of bullet holes, and most fell apart as gravity took control. Pages scattered across the floor, being naught more than a haphazard mess. What came next was as unsettling as what came before. Silence consumed the library entirely. There was nothing but a pitch black, empty space, illuminated by what little the burning books could provide. Fireteam Black stood besides one another, nearly back-to-back in preparation for whatever ambush was coming.

    After his momentary panic settled away, Brian realized what he had done. He shuddered, collapsing down onto his rear. A shock blade had managed to pierce straight through his armor, stabbing into his flesh. Blood trickled dow…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil II

    November 29, 2016 by Dasleo

    Several hours later, over Seattle airspace…

    The sun had already begun to set over the horizon. It bounced a brilliant yellow glow upon a dead city, one that was once filled with life and luster. Old Seattle sat on the precipice of the Old United States, one another great city during the height of the Golden Age. Now, there was nothing to suggest that it could have ever been anything but an abandoned wasteland. Thousands of towering buildings laid there in the waning sunlight, with shattered glass and broken dreams. It was yet another location that the Collapse had claimed. It was another location that humanity had lost. It was here that somewhere, somehow a new Fallen House laid in wait. They plotted something, something that could very wel…

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  • Dasleo

    Operation: Lift the Veil I

    November 28, 2016 by Dasleo

    The Last City: a veritable hub of prosperity and serenity. It was here that humanity could properly thrive and survive as it always needed to. The Darkness waited just beyond the borders, like a twisted maw clasping for the next meal. This was a game that humanity could never truly succeed in; only allowed to see how long they could endure against an insatiable foe.

    It was sunset; a bright and yellow orb cast its glow along the many borders of the Last City, with the Traveler overhead and tall in its majestic form. Guardians came and went among the Tower, doing their duty to protect those who could not protect themselves. It was a task not taken lightly. Though, this was all the life that Guardians knew; it was their charge to guard, and no…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital XII

    November 26, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    The Traveler's Walk, the Last Safe City... Three days later...

    The bright sun gleamed overhead, as the red-leaved trees and the green blades of grass absorbed its brilliance. The calm water stirred none, as the usually present breeze remained still. The smooth stone walkways made its way around the Traveler's Walk, and the blue skies and white mountains beyond the border of the City showed themselves gloriously. The scent of the air was fresh, uncorrupted and not corroded by the smell of flame, nor its smoke. Everything was calm, and everything was quiet.

    But a golden and silver-clad Titan stood along the right-most of the three stone walkways. He carried a crate, decorated with the symbol of the Iron Banner as he approached the resting plac…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital XI

    November 26, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    Red lights flashed as the elevator slowly descended downwards, the doors to the lift broken as the left slide attempted to connect with a disabled right slide. The still figure inside the lift now shook, dragging in a deep breath as he patted the void energy which froze across the blackened chestplate of the Titan. Avgust felt his fingers wrap around the energy, which felt colder than ice as he glanced up towards the ceiling of the elevator through his cracked visor.

    I sense someone has activated Elevator 7C, heading down to the complex that stores me. Muromets voice crawled over the speakers of the elevator, It has been quite some time, Lieutenant Boris. Though I believe I had the honours before.

    Avgust remained silent, as he removed his hand…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital X

    November 26, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    Everything was incredibly groggy, unfulfilling, non-existant. It was a world and blur of grey, a breath drawn that absorbed an incredibly toxic air. Everything was in place, but everything couldn't be felt. There was a sensation, a terrible sensation that pricked at every nerve ending. Sound vibrated, and formed instantly familiar noises: fire crackling, something being dragged on hard concrete.

    Getting dragged.

    Avgust snapped to full alert, as the ringing in his ear faded and his vision began to repair itself. He heard a small grunt of effort, as he took control of his dead arms as he tried to make any movement. The one dragging him spoke.

    "At least you are moving." The feminine voice asked, "An improvement over being a paste on the wall."

    A bl…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital IX

    November 22, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    Snow fell softly on the concrete ground, as the three Guardians made their way through the streets. The sounds of Skiffs overhead kept them in cover constantly, as they navigated through the streets cautiously. Avgust led the group carefully through the streets, some otherworldly force guiding him through the capital as he came into a wide roundabout. The Titan glanced up into the sky, as he scanned the roundabout and one building in particular. Teash skid to a halt behind him, as she looked up nervously into the air.

    "What are we looking for, Avgust?" Teash asked, "We can't stay in the open like this for too long!"

    "That building." Avgust said, as he pointed to the large building that took precedence in the square. It seemed to belong to an…

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  • NegativeZero.0

    -VANGUARD DATABASE ONLINE-

    ENTER COMMAND

    >REQUEST FILE ACCESS: //E47-109//

    VERIFING AUTHORISATION...

    AUTHORISATION KEY VERIFIED

    PROCESSING REQUEST...

    ERROR: ACCESS DENIED: FILE CONTENT SEALED UNDER ORDER OF THE CONSENSUS

    >OPEN ATTACHED ITEMS: //E47-109//

    PROCESSING REQUEST...

    ERROR: ACCESS DENIED: FILE CONTENT SEALED UNDER ORDER OF THE CONSENSUS

    -

    ENTER COMMAND

    -

    >//MAINTENANCETAG4477BACKHATCHNULL// OPEN ATTACHED ITEMS: //E47-109//

    PROCESSING REQUEST...

    CRYTPOLOGICAL MAINTENANCE ACCESS GRANTED

    OPENING FILE...


    Evidence File 1

    !Warning! Data corrupted. Corruption indicator ( - ) assigned.

    CLOVIS B--Y RECO--S

    BIOSCIEN-- DI-ISION

    PROJECT GEN--S

    ENTR- 001

    MH: Well, we've finally got the go-ahead.

    YL: Yeah, to-- some real --e---ng to get approval after the whole blowou…


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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital VIII

    August 27, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    The ringing in Avgust's ears stopped, as the bright yellow light that had dominated his vision began to fade. He lifted his body off the ground slowly, as he tilted his head up somewhat as he saw that the ground underneath him was completely cracked as the snow settled into it gently. Avgust grimaced as he placed his legs underneath him from the press-up position, as he pulled his arms back up to his side. He looked at the fire pits that found them in craters in the granite and the snow.

    Avgust drew in a deep breath, before he slowly stood up as he reached down to retrieve the Thunderlord from the ground. He lifted it in the ready firing position, as he looked to the T-120 that had once carried the three Guardians was completely wrecked by …

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Headquarters of the Russian Federal Bureau of Aeronautics, Western Administrative District, Moscow...

    A blue light flickered to light, breaking the quiet of the otherwise dark room as the circular room filled with nothing other than a dozen terminals that also flickered to life—the glass projections showing the orange emblem of the РФБА. The four doors that gave access to the room ran parallel to each other. One of the doors hissed, as the red light transformed into a green one.

    The barrel of the Thunderlord popped through the doorway first, as soon Avgust stepped through the door as he ran his eyes along the wall to check for possible threat. Satisfied nothing was there, he lowered his machine gun as he stepped through with Teash and Za…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital VI

    July 24, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    A hour later... Novomoskovsky Administrative District, Moscow...

    The sun slowly rose, half of it shining brightly over the horizon as the dark clouds overhead started to turn into a light grey. The snow still fell, despite the growing break in the clouds—exposing the dark blue sky ahead. The white stars slowly began to fade with the rising sun, as cold and bitter wind seemingly blew the stars away. With the broken window at the radio tower, the cold swept through as the now dark facility. However, this wasn't a concern of the armoured being stood inside the dark place.

    It paced around, looking back outside the window as it found the remains of the helicopter that had disappeared off the grid only an hour before. The black monitors of the fac…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital V

    July 21, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    The snow slowly drifted across the environment, the dark clouds over the sky continuing to break along the eastern horizon. A long band of orange stretched along the eastern horizon, the sun yet to be directly revealed. The cool breeze drifted along the ground, upsetting the snow and dust below. However atop the buildings, the current of air was stronger and more unpredictable. Tricolour banners beat in the winds, the torn and faded fabric trying hard to maintain it's white, blue and red.

    Wires blew around, the long iron-cables running between the buildings; the mountings they were intended to be on completely removed from where they were meant to be. Three beings found themselves on one of the taller buildings of the Novomoskovsky district…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital IV

    July 18, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    Unknown location, Central Administrative District, Moscow...

    Two white lights flickered in the chamber that was otherwise dominated by red lights. The walls, ceiling and floor of the chamber were completely made of metal—tubes running through the metal frames and braces of the wall as glowing red wires circled around them. The chamber was vast, immense in size as it took the shape of a circle. A large disc was mounted to the ceiling, spinning around as all the tubes running through the walls ran up to it—seemingly feeding it power and knowledge as a variety of screens lined the walls.

    The white lights flickered again, before suddenly snapping completely on. The lights projected down at the ground, somewhat managing to eliminate the red light…

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  • FireDrag1091

    A day later... The Tower, The City...

    A bright and sudden light appeared overhead, beaming directly down into the stone and metal chambers below. A metal table was in the centre of the room, surrounded by a variety of crates and equipment. A long and wide screen that was mounted to the wall flashed on, its stand-by blue screen casting it's own light into the otherwise dark room. A door leading into the chambers hissed, as it soon began to slide into the wall it was mounted on—it's red locked light turning into a green unlocked light.

    Avgust stepped into the room, holding under one of his arms a hard-cased backpack and in the other: his helmet. He approached the table, setting the two objects down onto it as Svarog floated in slowly behind hi…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The Red Capital II

    July 12, 2016 by FireDrag1091

    Months later... the Tower, the City...

    There was a crack of gunfire, the line of seventeen rifle-wielding Guardians holding their weapons into a firing position as they fired off into the mountains behind the Tower. Banners were held over the side of the two opposing walls of the Traveler's Walk, bearing the insignia of the Titan, Hunter and Warlock. There was a calm afternoon wind which pressed gently across the banners, and moved through the crowd of Guardians lining the sides of the main path of the Traveler's Walk. At the section of the four pillars towards the edge of the Walk stood the collection of the Vanguards and the honouring Guardians.

    Slowly a line of Guardians made their way down the centre pathway of the Traveler's Walk, holdi…

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  • FireDrag1091

    The snow beat against the side of the mountain, the heavy wind rustling the branches of the pines and upsetting the soil below. The crystals of ice covered the soil and the trees, creating a thick mat of the white as the dark skies overhead allowed the night lights to touch the earth below them. The mountainside overlooked a dark canyon, the updraft bringing up the dark clouds below. Lighting crackled below the mountains, as brief flashes below matched the intensity of the stars and the broken moon above. It almost created a sense of vertigo, if it had not been for the ground below and the trees above.

    Along the mountainside, a steep drop marked its place with the brush growing close off the edge and the snow-laced stone and grass. However,…

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  • FireDrag1091

    Avgust opened his eyes slowly, the blurred shapes failing to sharpen and enhance what should have been perfect vision. The black lines and the blue lights meshed in order to remove all sense of familiarity. The Titan had faded in the cold, but he had awoke in the confines of some prison. He felt for his hands, finding them around a massive tear in his garb—holding onto the rock hard substance that was covering the breach in his suit.

    Drawing in a groan of pain, the Vanguard watched as a blurred sphere of light found itself in front of him. The blue glow from the shape faded inside of the rest of the mesh, as the Titan stared at the odd object.

    "Are you doing alright, Vanguard?" The shape asked.

    «Normal'no.» Avgust replied. «Kak ty?»

    Svarog til…

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    The two stood in silence for quite some time, the mix of bitter cold and searing heat beating against the Titan and Hunter. Avgust tensed, trying to analyse any options he still had. If he were to drop the Thunderlord and turn to grab the weapon, there was a chance that within the half-second it would take him to move he would be able to disarm the Heinrich—but it was a fifty-fifty chance. Heinrich had just about the same time to pull the trigger and fire the weapon from point-blank range into Avgust's head.

    Additionally, slamming his elbow into the chest with Heinrich would offer enough force to cause the Hunter to reel back in surprise. All he had to do was muster the strength all Titans had and hit Heinrich with a strong force. However, …

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    The blue display from within the confines of the Outrageous Fortune beat against the interior of the cockpit, scrolling with valuable information and statistics about the trip being made. For the time, the screen seemed rather tranquil with the information which was being provided by it. The blue seemed to have an easing effect on Avgust as he leaned back into the comfortable seat provided to him. The foam material seemed to fit him perfectly, despite his heavy being and bulky armour.

    His Ghost floated above his right shoulder, the curious device reading over the information of the screen as well. Avgust simply called the shape: Svarog, the Slavic God of the Blacksmith. He remember the first thing he saw when he stared back into this world af…

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    The night sky rolled over the City like black paint being brushed over the white. Stars remained bright, but tiny in the field of darkness. An orb of reflective light took position over the sky, but broken was its surface as it rotted from within. The moon, once a beautiful reminder of the light was now a disguise for a sinister force. But a shape of a broken god remained still above the City, the only true source of light which the City could trust.

    And the tall structure known only as: the Tower; stood over the City. It stood, a symbol of power and steadfastness in protected what little left there was to protect. It was a home to the defenders of the dream of the City, the Guardians who were chosen by the light and stand against the darkn…

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