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s3znl-gr3znl · 6 months

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I saw a "who would win" post about Cooper and BT from Titanfall vs 621 and i cant stop thinking about how absolutely unfair this whole matchup is. Like what were they thinking? Do they know anything about the power scaling of either universe?

Youre asking a clunky 3m tall brick to fight something a minimum of 5 stories tall and 7x faster.

I love bt/coop but Im sorry they are not making it.

#who would win #fight #vs #jack cooper #bt 7274 #vanguard titan #titanfall 2 #armored core #handler walter #armored core 6 #augmented human c4 621 #mecha #ac6 #ayre #ac #armored core fires of rubicon

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kaiserouo · 2 months

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i can't survive in crucible for more than 3 seconds without healing and dash

#why is every pure pvp mode hosted by titans #uh okay nightfall is also hosted by titan vanguard #oh well #when is cayde coming back again? we need new mode for him #destiny 2 #lord shaxx #saint 14 #lord saladin #destiny hunter #destiny warlock #destiny 2 art #my art

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echosong971 · 1 year

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Rest in Peace, Commander….

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diana-3 · 1 year

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I'm not sure if the artist is on Tumblr but I wanted to share their tweet over here with all my fellow guardians who wants to show tribute to our Commander with this statue 🫡

#destiny #destiny the game #destiny titan #destiny 2 #destiny 2 the game #rip zavala #zavala #rip lance reddick #lance reddick #lance reddick zavala #titan vanguard

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corvidshadow · 11 months

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my man, u quitted after a day and tossed the title to your husband

#o14 #destiny 2 #destiny 2 spoilers #season of the deep #season of the deep spoilers #I mean technically he did stay as leader but only Titan Vanguard after leaving the Commander post to Osiris but #I bet he wanted to be a trophy husband #saint-14 #zavala

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eosofspades · 1 year

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i'm going to make so many people mad with this but idc. it is SO funny to me that there is a literal bust statue of cayde in the tower now. literally NO other character, in lore or in gameplay, who's died, has this much memorialization. it's been five years and you all really managed to annoy bungie into giving him the specialest boy treatment that he would have fucking hated

#IM SO SORRY ITS JUST SO FUNNY #i love cayde so much but oh my god. he'd hate this #ikora literally has an idle line that goes 'i will NOT speak at your cayde memorial. why? because he'd hate that. toast him and move on.'#HE ALREADY HAD A PLAQUE. NO OTHER PAST VANGUARD HAS THAT??#even saint 14; the 'GREATEST TITAN WHO EVER LIVED'; was not given a statue. im just.#i am shocked you guys managed this. baffling. incredible #destiny 2 #cayde 6 #cayde-6 #mine

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pedroam-bang · 1 year

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Star Wars: Squadrons (2020)

#2020 #gif #gaming #Star Wars: Squadrons #Star Wars #Squadrons #Galactic Empire #Titan Squadron #New Republic #Vanguard Squadron #Var-Shaa #EF76 Nebulon-B frigate #CR90 corvette #MC75 cruiser #MC80 Star Cruiser #TIE Interceptor #star destroyer

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little-honeypie · 2 months

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Desperately need to know more about that Taken King titan of yours.............

I did have a master post about my Destiny OC's but it looks like Tumblr's eaten it 😭

His name is Blake Pendragon. He's an awoken titan. He has a sister named Ophelia Pendragon. She's my warlock.

Blake is soft spoken and doesn't use his Light very often. He was revived a few years before the D1 campaign takes place. He studied under the Speaker. He became fascinated by his work and everything about it. He was his apprentice. He went to events and preached about the typical BS of "the Light finds a way" "May the Light, guide you" "Stay in the Light" etc. after the Speaker was killed, he took over. He received a vision in his sleep. One of twisting shapes, darkness, plague and pain. He excitedly told the Vanguard who were wary but listened and quickly began trying to decipher it.

The citizens and Tower workers, (even some guardians) didn't like that he took over and stepped up so quickly. They didn't see him as admirable, noble or even useful. They thought him a fraud. He would commonly be harassed.

When the Vanguard couldn't decipher his vision, he left to try and find what it was on his own. If he could discover the reason, he'd be able to prove himself, right? Everyone would accept him.

He went to the EDZ in search for answers. Asked Devrim for his input (They're friends and commonly have tea together) He suggested it was something to do with the Taken. They'd been acting weirdly across the board based on reports. Actively hunting down guardians and seemingly searching for something. So Blake took up the study of them. Studied the Taken relentlessly. He went to Eris and spoke with Petra to get information but none of it was good enough so he went out on his own. He had to find out what everything meant. He had to prove himself. He refused communication with his sister which was out of character. He became obsessed.

He went to the Dreadnaught where he was overrun. The Taken were different. Calculated and erratic. Though he was a light bearer, yes but he had little experience in the field. He was in over his head by far. As he desperately fled deeper and deeper into the ship, he could hear whispers at the edges of his mind, telling him to stop, the Light is a plague, corruption. He could do so much better. He will be fine if he just stops. He will be accepted. He can command armies upon armies and show the Vanguard and the last city that he was right. He tried calling for backup but his Ghost was killed. Surrounded, Blake stood before the armies of Taken. They didn't move any closer. Simply staring at him. The voices swirled in his mind, lulling him, spinning their web of lies.

Humanity didn't deserve him.

He could do so much better if he just listened.

He could have all the power he ever wanted.

It wouldn't be like Uldren, he would be in control.

He was alone. No ghost, no Speaker to guide him. No sister to protect him.

He wouldn't need protection. He wouldn't need guidance. He wouldn't need the Light.

He gave in.

Sorry if this is written poorly, it is 7 minutes before my shift 😩

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maccreadysbaby · 1 year

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Guardian Classes as things my dad has said

Titan: “punch everybody in the face. punch everybody in the face. punch everybody in the face.”

“ZAVALA! :D”

Hunter: “run and jump. never stop running and jumping. that’s the hunter way.”

“i was pretending i was cayde.”

Warlock: “i don’t play raids. i go in to get the chest by myself and leave.”

“your nightmare on the moon is you throwing supers at the wall”

#warlock destiny #destiny 2 #destiny hunter #destiny #hunter vanguard #destiny 2 hunter #hunter destiny #titan destiny #destiny titan #warlock #destiny warlock

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farmergilesofham · 1 year

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The Vanguard Swimsuit Fic, part 2

"Guardian! What brings you here so early?"

Saint-14's slightly tinny voice echoed across the mostly-empty hangar, causing one or two people to turn and look for a moment, before drearily getting back to their own 4 a.m. work.

"Well..."

"Something is wrong?"

"Not... exactly. I'm- hmmm..." the Guardian mumbled, so quietly that Saint leaned in a little nearer.

"Alright, enough stalling," The Guardian finally managed, stepping conspiratorially even closer, hoping the vast metal space would not pick up enough of what followed to embarrass them, "I'd like to ask if you'd... like to..."

"Anything you need for help, I can do." Saint cut in, voice just barely lowered, placing a reassuring hand on the Guardian's shoulder. The Guardian wrung their hands, staring at the ground for a few more agonising moments before finally asking:

"Would you like to be... in a calendar...?"

There was a moment's pause. The Guardian's breath caught.

They looked up. A pigeon had flown up and landed on Saint's shoulder, and the towering Titan was now stroking its head with a single finger, thinking.

"What calendar is this, Guardian?"

"Um. Well, uh. Y'see, the uh... the Eliskni Quarter rather needs some more funding, but without the handy presence of space pirates, the Vanguard's been a bit shot on how exactly they can drum up any money."

The Guardian paused, but Saint gave no comment, so they went on.

"So uh, I had the idea that perhaps if we made something as desirable as pirate... ahem, uh, 'booty', then maybe we could fleece-- I mean, convince other guardians to spend their hard-earned glimmer on it, then send all the proceeds to building up the Eliskni Quarter?"

Saint looked down at the Guardian, contemplating for just a moment before bursting into raucous laughter.

"Huh- what-"

"Guardian! Goodness, I thought you were here to suggest something dangerous! I will gladly do anything to help Misraaks and our Eliskni friends!"

"Now tell me, what exactly do you want me to do for this calendar?"

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About thirty paces away, Juan José Partinax was typing up some work emails, looking studiously at his screen while straining his ears to hear what The Guardian (Crota's bane!) was saying to Saint-14, as they stood conspicuously huddled together. The enormous, smooth metal hangar was usually too loud to hear anything, but this early in the morning, the sound travelled undisturbed for long enough to just about make out what they were saying.

What he heard soon brought a reddening heat to Juan's cheeks, and it took a few seconds for him to realise he had already sent the final email, though his hands still tapped absent-mindedly at the holographic keys. A heavy clang signalled the docking of an early courier, right as the Hangar-worker took a furtive look at the two legendary figures.

Saint was laughing again, and this time was joined by the Guardian until both lightbearers' knees grew shaky, the Guardian even stumbling before calming down.

"HEY, JUAN! YOU SAID YOU HAD A PACKAGE FOR ME?"

The familiar voice cut through the near-silence of the Hangar, leaving Juan with just one more second of staring, before he turned somewhat reluctantly to shout back at Go Sangbu, the lovely - if very loud - jumpship clamp operator.

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"Oh, and, Saint?"

"Yes, Guardian?" the Titan boomed, voice still on the very edge of a chuckle.

"Let's have that bet. Ten thousand Glimmer says you can't manage it."

"Ha! You will lose your money, Guardian - I do not wish to part you from your hard-earned Glimmer so easily!"

"Yeah yeah, we'll see. The day anyone manages to convince him to wear so much as a pair of shorts, I'll eat my hat."

And with that, the fellow guardians shook hands, said their farewells, and waved goodbye. Feeling a good deal better about themselves, the Slayer of Gods practically skipped back up the stairs to the main Tower courtyard, barely containing their glee at managing to get the big ole pigeon-lover's support in this silly endeavour.

Saint, meanwhile, was beginning to seriously wonder how he was going to convince Osiris to wear a bikini.

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End of Chapter 2! The silliness continues

Next time, on The Vanguard Swimsuit Fic:

Will Lord Shaxx be as easy to convince as the bird-loving Saint? Find out next episode in: "Shaxx's Claymore"!