This game is about the "stories" that we tell of how we got our gear, I guess? SO what are your stories? Mine are all pretty depressing:

The Legend of the Unwilling Soul: After countless (read: At least 50) PvP matches of dubious purpose and intent, I finally earned enough reputation with Dead Orbit, *and* enough Marks of the Crucible, to purchase an "Unwilling Soul" autorifle. Willing or not, I bought it, took it into the field, and discovered that it was complete garbage. This legendary object now lurks in the depths of my vault, hoping for the day it gets some sort of massive buff, such that you can actually hit the thing you're aiming at when you use it.

The Legend of My Only Legendary Spaceship: I preordered the digital collector's edition. And this ship appeared. Yup. I guess downloading the patches could be described as taking a "legendary" amount of time.

The Legend of the Apocalaphage Symbiote (spelling?): After performing many "heroic" deeds in nightfall and weekly strikes (heroic is in quotes, because really I just hid behind some crates, or under a platform, or wherever else I could hide, depending on the strike), I earned a small fortune in strange coins. I then spent far too long looking around the tower for Xur, at which point I bought this Exotic helm. "But why is it Exotic, daddy? Doesn't everyone have one? Doesn't that make it common?" Son, you ask too many damn questions.

The Legend of the Black Garden: "We've heard the legends." No we goddamn haven't, you lying little light.

The Legend of Destiny's Plot: "I could tell you the stories..." PLEASE TELL ME THE STORIES!!! OMG I WANT TO HEAR THEM!!! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE AND WHY DO I CARE??? "...but I won't." FUUUUUUUUU....

And here's the Legend I tell my friends the most often:

The Legend of my 77 Wizard which has "faster charge time" as an available upgrade: I got it as a PvP reward.

Seriously, that's the story I get asked for all the damn time. It's the story my friends tell each other. "Kahzgul got this awesome fusion rifle from PvP." Man is it a good story. Apparently they never get tired of hearing it. "Did you do anything special?" No. "Why haven't I gotten one?" Dunno. "How did you get it?" It just showed up at the end. I don't remember anything about the match because it wasn't special or remarkable in any way, other than I got a sweet gun at the end of it.

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Okay, post your amazing Legends here! I want to know the stories this game is all about!!!

Here's the story of how I got my Suros Regime...

Last friday I took my wife to the airport so she could go visit her best friend and her baby. I had scheduled a much needed day off of work and had planned to play A LOT of Destiny over the weekend.

Lo and Behold Xur was selling the Suros Regime for 23 strange coins! I only have one character and had already completed the weekly heroic strike. I had been contemplating creating a Warlock and figured I had a goal to shoot for. By late Saturday night I had gotten her up to level 23 and was trying to use LFG site to get some help doing the lvl 26 heroic strike for my final set of coins.

I was underleveled by too much, it was too early in the morning, and I only had one fireteam member. We failed, the clock struck "midnight" and Xur had to leave the Tower for otherwise he would turn into a poor housemaid. No more strange coins (and before anyone points it out, I am aware there would have been more efficient ways to complete this). Defeated I feel asleep on the couch.

Tired and blearly eyed the following day I logged in to get some quality time with my Titan, you know, punch my feelings out. So I head out to patrol the Cosmodrome in the afternoon to take care of the days bounties and farm some spinmetal. During the course of my travels I had two legendary engrams drop (primary and class item). Feeling pretty meh about them, I took my time farming and finishing out my bounties.

Upon returning to the Tower I handed my engrams to Rahool for decryption. And what pops up a Suros Regime! I generally don't cheer or emote much while gaming, but there was some fist pumping.

My Warlock fought long and hard against the likes of the Fallen, Vex, Hive and Cabal and Destroyed Atheon in the dreaded vault of glass. With the help of the RNGesus and that sadistic a-hole Master Rahool those Legendary engrams I found or the Exotic engrams I bought with my hard earned motes of light I was able to level my Hunter Alt to 25-26 after hitting level 20.

Wow. Either your definition of legend is seriously broken or you had exactly zero good times in Destiny... Let me see if I can do this right.

1. The very first time I played Destiny in the beta I was running along with a random. We fought through the Fallen at the crashed Jumpship and he invited me to his fireteam. I accepted since co-op play was what Destiny was supposed to be about. When we got voice chat he told me something like, "Thanks! I was almost dead and you saved me back there!" Too this day I suspect Bungie secretly planted that guy and had him say the exact right thing to give me the perfect first impression.

2. Early on, playing through the story I got to the Wizard that came from the moon. I was battling and doing all right but I got pinned down on the back wall and trapped in the Wizard's poison bubble with nearly no health. I was done for! And I died. But the mission didn't restart! ZackDark had joined me, completely unrequested, just in the nick of time and saved the day.

3. There was the first time I used the Titan's Death From Above super on a trio or enemies beneath a Ward of Dawn bubble. I'd started my high, hanging jump somewhere along the path from B to C on Shores of Time and nailed the landing right in the middle of the bubble centered on C. Felt completely awesome.

4. There was the time that my character called my Ghost, "...Little Light." in a cutscene. Besides the fact that I happened to write a two part piece of fan fiction where I called a character Little Light, I was impressed by the creative animation when my Ghost replied, "Don't do that." and used the upper part of his shell to accentuate his deadpan response.

5. There was the time Malagate and I were playing regular games of Crucible and as the match ended I saw the kill ticker say "Malagate found Gjallarhorn." He was excited and I was excited for him. A few minutes later we realized that it'd take a long time to upgrade, but in the moment the random find was awesome for both of us even though I'd gotten no significant rewards that game or play session.

6. There's that time, every time, where I get a throwing knife kill in the Crucible and feel bad ass.

7. There was the time that I (a level 26 Titan at the time) came across a poor lone low level Guardian trying his best to fight a Spider Tank public event on the Moon. He was playing well, but it was obvious he was far under leveled to win. I fired up Ward of Dawn giving him some safety and we proceeded to kill the Fallen Walker together. He waved when we finished then zoomed off to seek further adventures.

8. One time five DBOers and I got together and fought our way into a Vex stronghold and spent some six hours fighting against the best, most fairly designed co-op experience I've ever played in a video game. We failed and failed at each task many times before getting it right but everyone was pleasant, there was almost no cussing, certainly nobody whined, and I think we all had a blast.

9. Just today I checked my Vault and saw that I had happened to have acquired enough shards to do another upgrade on one of my Titan's two exotic helmets (I use one for Striker and one for Defender). I grabbed the right resources from the vault, pressed the button, and smiled as I hit level 28. It wasn't reaching the level that had made me smile, it was the fact that now my Titan would not drop to 27 when I switched helmets.

10. Just a few minutes ago I was patrolling on Mars and spotted a chest that another Guardian had walked right past. A quick wave then a couple of pointing gestures were enough to bring him back and spot the chest. We opened it together and he wave and I waved back and we went on our separate ways. It was the perfect example of how Destiny could bring two players together without voice chat or even a common mission. I felt pretty proud at having helped a fellow Guardian out.

I've decided that my Hunter is a bounty hunter. She doesn't do activities, or even attack nearby enemies, unless there's a bounty payout on the other end, the easier the better. As a wanderer (an outcast from the Reef, perhaps?), she doesn't particularly care about doing missions for the City if they don't pay.

Her Cryptic Dragon scout rifle was found by my Warlock in the first Crucible match I ever played, and it's still the best piece of gear that I've gotten.

But I'm also having lots of fun making fun of the repeated statements by Bungie that this game is about the "stories" and "legends" we build. I mean, these are the best stories we could come up with. Is your "Legend" that you're now whispered about in the hallowed halls of the Guardians as "He Who Waved and Pointed that One Time?" I'm sure you had fun doing it, but a legend it ain't.

The Legend of my Warlock started before the Beta, with the inkling that the traits of a Warlock aligned with my desires to destroy the enemies of the City.

Creating a character from each class in the Beta merely confirmed that.

When Destiny launched, it was time to begin. An Exo Warlock stepped forward into familiar territory. Old Russia.

But Alliances had formed before September 9th. The Phantom Pikes, united by awesomeness, began to awaken, and as I stepped foot on to the moon, I joined together with Avateur. While I started out alone, I completed all of Destiny's post-Beta content for the first time as a pair of Guardians, and sometimes a full Fireteam.

Every mission was played on hard mode first. Always hard mode.

We welded Crota's sword and hilariously decimated the Hive.

We killed a giant Hive and blew up his marble.

We went to Venus late, late at night, just to look around in awe.

We spent entirely too much time looking for sleeping dead ghosts.

When we unlocked a planet, we would explore it first. In-depth. The first time we played most of the story missions was actually our second time visiting that location. Before we left a planet, we had exhausted all of it's content--missions, Strikes.

By the time we had reached Mars, we were level 20, and our Light was growing. There was no hesitation as we burned through the Cabal and entered the Black Garden and were massively disappointed.

Then we waited while our fellow Guardians continued building their own legends. When the time was right, we entered the Vault of Glass. That experience was incredible and easily surpassed everything that came before it.

My Guardian tread the same path as all of you, but what made Destiny for me was the experiences I had with the people that fought with me on the way. Great memories. Destiny's flaws can't tarnish that experience.

I guess it depends on what was in the chest. :)

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This is what I wanted I didn't get. :(

I had some great partners during parts of of my initial play through, but it was inconsistent. Nobody's fault. That's just how it happened.

“You’re chasing a guy with a machinegun, right?”

“I know,” I say with a bizarre sense of confidence. I summon the Golden Gun and round the corner.

There he was, loading a fresh belt of ammunition into his weapon just the other side of the room. I aim and fire, and his centre of mass disappears into a flaming hole... but he’s not alone. I pivot left to engage his wingman and fire again, but too hastily; I miss high and right. The wingman too is pivoting about; him to address me with his shotgun, a massive brute that at this range could cut me in half. I pull down my sights, exhale, squeeze... and the shotgun clatters to the floor from the nerveless hands of a decapitated body.

Its energy spent, the Golden Gun disencorporates from my hand. I walk over to the smouldering body of the gunner and take the yet-unloaded ammunition belt. Practiced hands load it into my own machinegun, the fabled Super Good Advice once held by fabled Pahanin.

My headset crackles. “You okay?”

I pull the cocking lever to chamber the first massive round. “Just tell me where they are.”

“Zone C.”

“On my way.”

-- Steve wishes there were more moments like that for him in the Crucible; alas, that's the only one. (Story & strikes have many more for him.)

The titan kneeled like a viper, coiled with his Light ready to strike. His Ghost invisably hovered close by in n-space, weaving a complex illusion of empty space and sensor echoes around the large block his host hid behind. Any other Ghost would not detect his master until they entered visual range, and that would be far too late. The Titan had already claimed two unwary guardians as they came for the B flag, and now Alpha squad had dispatched a warlock to watch the approach as well. Heh, they might as well ask Lord Shaxx to hand them victory now.

At the edges of his Ghost's perception a signal formed, faint at first then confirmed. Someone approached fast, on a direct line to the Titan's trap, their speed too great for their Ghost to conceal from his own. The warlock would undoubtedly claim this one as he breached the massive circular opening of Vex stone. Never the less, the Titan readied himself, hoping for more easy additions to his glory. He could hear the feet on the stone now, fast and sure; angled right for him. The warlock primed himself, sliding in position with his shotgun at the ready. At this range it would be all over before the rusher even noted the warlock's presence. The warlock's Ghost kept track, his HUD showing the range zeroing and the warlock braced to fire.

At the last moment there was a leap, and a whoosh as the space in front of the warlock squeezed and then relaxed, the shotgun barked but found no target. A shadow fell on the Titan and he instinctively looked up as time froze around him. Above him a Hunter floated, frozen at the exit of his tunnel in space with the wide barrel of his shotgun aimed right at the Titan's face. WIth perfect clarity he noticed the mud on the Hunter's boots and the wave of his cape behind. In this moment he knew he had been defeated.

Time started, and the Hunter landed the same time as the Titan's body fell to the ground. The Warlock rushed from his hiding place, racking his shotgun as he did, eager to defend this point and avenge his ally but the Hunter had fallen behind the large Vexstone block and was hidden from sight. Even as he rounded the block the Hunter emerged, throwing a fast glowing energy ball. The Warlock dived left to avoid the grenade but it curved in mid air, seeking the Warlock and sticking to his chest. He only had a moment before it exploded violently blowing his body off the platform into the stream below.

"Heh Heh Heh, the Crucible is no place for mercy." Lord Shaxx intoned.