"How 'hidden' are the Hidden if you can identify them by their bloody UNIFORMS?!"

ᅠᅠᅠᅠᴛᴀɴɪᴋꜱ ʜᴀꜱ ɴᴏ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ
ᅠᅠᅠʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴇʟꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɴᴏ ʙᴀɴɴᴇʀ,
ᅠᅠᅠᴏᴡᴇꜱ ᴀʟʟᴇɢɪᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏ ᴋᴇʟʟ.

#D1RP | #D2RP | #DestinyRP | #MVRP

"Iғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ,
ᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ────"

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‧͙⁺˚*･༓ ↻ & ♡? ༓･*˚⁺‧͙
˚*･༓ I̦͇͎ɴ͎̺̙ғ͎͔̘ᴏ̫̝͕/̺̞̻R̪̙̟ᴜ̘͇̪ʟ̦͕̘ᴇ͇͉̟s̪̟͜ ⇣ ༓･*˚

Eris Morn #Destinty2 #Art

🌓 We're eating good this season!!!

"Would you ask to know about my mother?" The crested head twitches with alien emotion. "Is She the one you seek? Witch-Queen Savathûn, Archentrope, Queen of Encrypts, deepest in the High Coven, Emancipator of Worms, the Missing Piece of All Puzzles?"—Dûl Incaru,the Eternal Return
#Destiny2Art #myart

"An expressive parable in lack of words describing the sensile input.
The Hive have a phrase for it; it is [wizard screeches]."

She nods, acknowledging their introduction, the looks around, seemingly out of place.

"I usually belong on Luna; but need to speak with your nasal Vanguard Kell."

As she spots Eve approaching, Nev turns around and eyes her for a moment.

Unexpectedly early.
But worthwhile.

With a nod she hails her peer while making sure the last wave pf hobgoblins is taken care of.

"...You come with bounties and work for me?"

...Meanwhile Nev proceeds to stab this Zombie schmuck with maximum prejudice...
Or something.

#Shitpost #DestinyRP

𝐓ɦ𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗃υ𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾
𝐓ɦα𝗍 ωα𝗂𝗍𝗌 𝗂𐓣𝗌𝗂ᑯ𝖾 𝗍ɦ𝖾 ᑯα𝗋𝗄 α𐓣ᑯ 𝗍ɦ𝖾 υ𐓣𝗄𐓣ⱺω𐓣
𝐀𐓣ᑯ ω𝖾'ᥣᥣ 𝖿𝗂𐓣ᑯ 𝗍ɦ𝖾 ᥣ𝗂𝗀ɦ𝗍 𝗍ⱺ𝗀𝖾𝗍ɦ𝖾𝗋 υɦ ⱺɦ

Today is a day where the local Sol Divisive begins to outnumber the Hive again.
Although work-weary by default, Nev nevertheless forces herself out of her Lost Sector to bring the daily dose of balance back to Luna.
Boring.
So. So... Boring.
But someone has to do the chores.

#DestinyRP #Open

Her face hidden behind the Visor of her helmet, Nev stares back without a flinch.
It is clear that she has little idea of the other's function, and is merely here to scout.

"You emulate the taste of indigo like a Thrall gone musing about the future.
What is this?!"

⚪ Apologies for the nonexistent activity.
My Destiny muse is somewhat low at the moment.
(Low, not dead, yet.)

// still a very work in progress idea, but I'm toying with the idea for a character who is a Therapist for the Guardians and the Vanguard. Let's be real, they've all seen and done some intense shit and it might be nice to have someone (unbiased) to talk to about it.
#Destiny #Destiny2 #DestinyRP

// I really want to take good caps of Nev's new drip, but every time I launch the game I magically end up neglecting Nev and the Milk jug for Phantom like wtf even

Safety and prosperity is a breeding ground for progress and growth, but so are challenge, fear, war and suffering.
Each has their place in maintaining cosmic momentum, and regarding either force as inconsequential is immature..."

Nev nods under her rather obscure looking helmet, with her dimly glowing 'eyes' looking towards the derelict Leviathan ahead of them.
"See, this is a point many people are unwilling to understand.
The universe is more complex and nuanced than 'good' and 'evil'.
A finely tuned ecosystem.
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I do not blame your Eris for her reaction.
It can be overwhelmingly real and rejuvenating.
If you pay close attention, smell the ashes and listen to the nightmares, you can learn a lot about the joyful Emperor.
A soul after my own taste; living to sense and experience.
I can respect that...'

Very slowly looking over her shoulder into the rough direction of the Leviathan's landing site she raises one hand.
"The fabric there is thin... Many layers converge into a rare spike of impressions.
Rage, terror, madness...
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"Yes" She answers to both questions regarding the Egregore without so much as a flinch.
Aside from the faint glow of her helmet's 'eyes' she stands perfectly still.

"There are still many animatronic Calusses... Cali...(?)... Left aboard, should you feel like renewing the challenge..."
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