Rejected Lore 9 – Spilled Vex Milk
“Well brothers and sisters, I got a story the Vanguard won’t tell you. You see, the Vex weren’t always this white…
“Well brothers and sisters, I got a story the Vanguard won’t tell you. You see, the Vex weren’t always this white…
The Messenger was One Small Step from Tranquility and Prosperity, the Heir Apparent to an Outrageous Fortune. Then the Sudden Death of his Ghost Primus.
RainbowTeeth approached the abandoned factory. She opened the door and the smell smacked her across the face, the part of the face between her mouth and eyes. She knew this smell, she loved this smell. It smelled just like the candles that Hawthorne had given her, the ones she lit when she was anxious or snacky.
“Why is Mr. Pompodopolous carrying that shotgun?”
“I heard he sleeps with that thing. We call it the Chaperone, it’s always with him.”
Three men walked into a bar, still fuming about the previous night. Then they saw him. They couldn’t believe their eyes, the guardian was sitting at the bar, head resting on a half-eaten plate of steak and potatoes.
He sat up when he saw them, mashed potatoes stuck to his face.
“Hey gals” said HotShotData, with an obvious slur. “Up for another round?”
At Budgie we write a lot of lore, but we also write a lot of bad lore that doesn’t make it into the game. This is the Rejected Lore. Rejected Lore 4 – Gravity Forfeit “I call Titans” “I got Hunters. Alex, you got Warlocks.” “How does this work.” “Its snakes and ladders, but instead …
Mithrax sat with Lord Saladin as the Guardians battled it out in the Crucible.
“I notice that some of the guardians do not try to capture the zones. Are those the ones you refer to as strawberries?”
Sometimes time loops collapse and collapse loops time sometimes.
Decades ago there were two weapons in a vex simulation, an Auto Rifle and a Fusion Rifle, sitting in a trash bin, covered in saliva. That’s where they should have remained, but that simulation collapsed. During the final moments of that collapse, knowing the end was near…
Cayde-6 sat at a table across from Uldren Sov. He didn’t sit like we do, because he’s cooler than that, also because he had recently been rebooted for the 5th time and had forgotten how to properly sit down.
Differences had been set aside, guns had been placed in their holsters, cards had been placed onto the table and wagers had been made…