PREPARE TO HAVE YOUR BROWSERS BROKEN BY MY TALE OF WOE
I set out on a quest to obtain a legendary pulse rifle.
Tales spoke of its stability and almost unmatched prowess.
It was also notorious for being difficult to obtain.
I had no good reason to seek the Pilgrim but nonetheless I embarked on a journey of soul-searching and self-discovery.
Not even the Flying Engram Monster knew how long my journey would last or what I may encounter.
I came across many interesting things along the way.
I grew to adore the Vestian Dynasty. A lot.
I knifed an engram:
I became pretty familiar with enemy placement:
I played these strikes too many times.
Once a teammate received a legendary auto rifle and a Gjallarhorn from one strike.
All I could do was cackle hysterically.
I received a Plan-C around Strike 180-something. In a single day, in the 250s, I received Universal Remote, Monte Carlo, as well as The Last Word (from a legendary engram).
I received at least one of every legendary that could possibly drop, though most I received by the handful.
But still no Pilgrim (or even Refraction Melt).
Many players were friendly and helpful.
They too seemed to know the fastest ways through the strikes.
Others were not so useful and made me angry.
I finally saw a Pilgrim at Strike 192. But it wasn't meant for my grips:
As I approached 200 strikes I thought all was lost:
my mind, my body, my soul, and my will to ever play Destiny again.
Then I passed 300. Still no Pilgrim.
It seemed hopeless.
I realized I didn't really need or care about it but I continued on my journey. I had come too far to stop now.
I continued accumulating Motes, Weapon Parts, Coins; meeting new guardians both friend and foe; noob and pro.
And then, something strange happened after strike 353.
What's this? It can't be. Another KAU8? No? It's a Pilgrim? IT'S MINE?!
HYPESCOTCH PILGRIM. REJOICE!
H Y P E S C O T C H P I L G R I M
I'M FREE!
I set out on a quest to obtain a legendary pulse rifle.
Tales spoke of its stability and almost unmatched prowess.
It was also notorious for being difficult to obtain.
I had no good reason to seek the Pilgrim but nonetheless I embarked on a journey of soul-searching and self-discovery.
Not even the Flying Engram Monster knew how long my journey would last or what I may encounter.
I came across many interesting things along the way.
I grew to adore the Vestian Dynasty. A lot.
I knifed an engram:
I became pretty familiar with enemy placement:
I played these strikes too many times.
Once a teammate received a legendary auto rifle and a Gjallarhorn from one strike.
All I could do was cackle hysterically.
I received a Plan-C around Strike 180-something. In a single day, in the 250s, I received Universal Remote, Monte Carlo, as well as The Last Word (from a legendary engram).
I received at least one of every legendary that could possibly drop, though most I received by the handful.
But still no Pilgrim (or even Refraction Melt).
Many players were friendly and helpful.
They too seemed to know the fastest ways through the strikes.
Others were not so useful and made me angry.
I finally saw a Pilgrim at Strike 192. But it wasn't meant for my grips:
As I approached 200 strikes I thought all was lost:
my mind, my body, my soul, and my will to ever play Destiny again.
Then I passed 300. Still no Pilgrim.
It seemed hopeless.
I realized I didn't really need or care about it but I continued on my journey. I had come too far to stop now.
I continued accumulating Motes, Weapon Parts, Coins; meeting new guardians both friend and foe; noob and pro.
And then, something strange happened after strike 353.
What's this? It can't be. Another KAU8? No? It's a Pilgrim? IT'S MINE?!
HYPESCOTCH PILGRIM. REJOICE!
H Y P E S C O T C H P I L G R I M
I'M FREE!
Actually, I'm not sure I even care anymore. I'm now just a miserable pile of flesh.