VinWarrior

Recently, a new weapon has been unveiled by Bungie, and, you guessed it, it's awesome! “They don’t make ‘em like this anymore.” Tom Doyle, Art Lead Concept: Adrian Majkrzak 3D Model: Matt Lichy Connoisseurs of firepower usually have an insatiable appetite for cutting edge technology. This shouldn’t mean that there isn’t room in your arsenal for a true classic. If you can find an Arcus Regime on your adventures, you’ll have a trophy to add to your collection of guns – a thing of beauty to lead you into battle. “It’s a sleek beast from a simpler time – a death dealer wrapped in nostalgia,” according to Jonathan Goff, who knows a thing or two about the history of Guardian weaponry. This rifle provides a look into the recent past of the world of Destiny. “The Regime is a prized heirloom from the Arcus foundry, a one-off design that predates their current reputation for basic, droid-friendly equipment.” This bygone standard is described by Art Lead Tom Doyle as “a well-loved weapon that The City keeps in active service.” The romantic lines of its elegant design are a throwback to when crafting weapons was a labor of love. In a time when rifles are the product of an arms race, the Regime embodies a fond memory of craftsmanship. In its prime, this now exotic firearm set a standard for customization. Compared to its utilitarian successors, the Regime can still hold its own. The old beauty will feel like one of a kind in the hands of a Guardian who wields it. When you pop the hood of this classic machine, you’ll find plenty of ways to give it a tune up. Getting sentimental about the Arcus Regime does strike a note of irony. It’s important to remember, after all, that it’s an implement of violence. This auto-rifle won’t be a conversation piece during chance encounters. As Jonathan Goff observes, “anything on the wrong end of your aim won’t be around long enough to reminisce with you.” Personally, THIS is my favorite gun revealed so far and I can't wait to wield it! to you Bungie.

Congrats Mr. 50 Shades of Purple. The race to Legendary begins... NOW!! *que racing music*

I love the cosplay, as I've said before, it looks amazing, and it definitely something to show off at a party. Keep it up, maybe you can do a magnum next,

Price- Fair Enough. DRM- yes, they did, but they have a day one patch, getting rid of it, they are doing the right thing. Specs- Actually, specs DO make a good game console. Not just the games. Kinect- You can unplug it... So why is it being forced? Plus, the NSA has a bad track record, it makes sense that people would be upset over it. Okay, fair enough here as well, you like the exclusives, good. The Playstation 3 played PS2 games (according to my PS3 at least) and it worked fine, as well as graphics on games like LBP or God of War being high definition. So, why would Xbone need to use outdated architecture?

You just wait until it is released for the PS4, Xbox One, and PC. The graphics should be a bit better on those platforms. But, graphics don't really take the top in my list of things I care about in a game, I prefer gameplay,

Banned for labeling yourself as a Halo man, despite being a child.

"Um... Can you do it now?" He asked nervously, the phone shaking with immense speed in his hand, his fingers twiddled and throbbed, near turning red with mixed emotions even Taylor couldn't figure out.

Taylor still stuttered, "I-I Think we should... M-meet, sometime... I just think it might work better if..." He paused for a second, a cold pause, like he stopped, he fidgeted and was sent forward again, breathing heavily, Taylor shook his head, "How about Del Angelo Pier? You remember?"

I laughed a bit at it, no offense, it looks awesome, just my sense of humor, nice job, I really like it. Keep it up with the artwork, I like checking each week for new stuff,

Banned for being a puzzle.

Never before have I agreed more with you, except on the PC gaming part, but I'll let that slide. MS tried to screw us over with Ads, SpyKinect, Paying DOUBLE for a game that you bought used, and a whole bunch of other out-of-the-country issues. They did fix MOST of those, granted. I'm waiting for a price drop to get it, I'm not spending extra on a useless Kinect 2.0. As for games... Eh... They are staying the same tbh.

^ If you wanna see me rant about H4/H:R machins. Anyways, good point.

Banned for being the same Jam as before.

Psycho from Borderlands? It's pretty simple, yet cool. Buy the mask on a place like Toywiz or Gearboxes' store. No shirt, orange cargo pants. Boots, and bip bap bam. It's there!

Not getting it day one, but LUCKY ME. My best friend is getting the LE and is gonna let me play with him on Day 1, So I can review without buying.

Yeah, that's fine.- Taylor smiled a bit at the voice, his mind flooded with more memories. He didn't want them, no, no. He needed to get to the point, "L-Leanne?" His eyes seemed to bulge from the silence in his living room, silence scared him more than anything. He stuttered again, "I saw it again..."

Edit, I'll take it from there.

You Kiiiiiinda character controlled here, gonna need to fix that.

4 Different Forge Canvases? Ravine- UNSC/Rock Impact- UNSC/Moon Rock Erosion- UNSC/Rock Forge Island- UNSC/Rock

He heard the buzzing in his pocket and was awoken from sleeping on the couch, like usual. He had gotten used to the regularly uncomfortable sofa. He flicked up his phone and set it next to his right ear, he spoke quite loudly, "Hello?"

Recently, it has been revealed that new Destiny content will be revealed. What could this be? We don't know exactly yet, but, we have photos! https://www.everpix.com/public.html?id=0u6nbrNQXV9IVytT That looks so cool... Wait... ASARU? WHAT IS THIS? A NEW ENEMY? This is exciting stuff, and I cannot wait to hear more. Sorry for the short thread, but, it includes a 70 picture gallary, so... Cheers,

Gave: Greenscreens Taken Away: Forge World Forerunner Objects Infection Elites Falcon :/

Taylor had slipped on a coat, he was planning on visiting a friend, he pulled in to open the door and as he stepped, he felt a crack, he looked down, a photo in a cheap brown casing, the glass was broken, and the picture bent a bit. Taylor leaned down and picked it up, examining it, it was a card, to the looks of it, an old dainty card, like from the 00s, many years ago. It was brownish in colour as well, but looked more as thought it had been damaged rather than old wear and tear. He looked at a peeling burnt edge, it was still disintegrating, it seemed... Seemed like, Plasma? No, it couldn't be, he shook it off. He looked at the two men in the photo, both very stocky, one stood out for some reason, blonde hair, he wore some UNSC stuff too. The man next to him, seemed... Threatening to Taylor, for some reason. He ignored it, and flipped the card over, in squiggly script writing, it read, Go. Quickly, they don't know about us yet, you need to go now. He looked down, to see smaller writing, it was also more jagged and misshaped, but he read aloud, I bought you time at least. -Jacob Taylor's hand fidgeted and he dropped the note, almost like a nervous reaction from his brain. He snapped out of it, and stuffed the note in his pocket, as he walked out of the building, hailing a cab. He sat in the dainty backseat as he fiddled with his phone, dialing in a number, he got no response, so he left a message, "Hey Leanne, it's me... Taylor DeCello. I've been having trouble with some ghosts from my past... Call me back soon Sergeant, goodbye." He flicked the phone off, staring out, confused with all of this.

Once again you capture a masterpiece, a wondrous wrapup!

Taylor began to get suspicious, there was no answer, he walked into the kitchen area, small in size, as he quickly clutched the magnum on his table, he slammed the door open and quickly aimed, he aimed at nothing. There was nothing there, the hallway was silver in tone, brightly lit, and empty, not a man stood near, who knocked? He examined the outside, taking in every detail. He intook a breath, it smelt like death, suddenly, his mind was whizzed back to a long 10 years ago, a brutal training exercise, that he fought to forget. Banning Base Camp for the Specially Selected- BBCSS, ten years, ten months and 12 days exactly before the current date- The muddy ground splashed with the footsteps of men in tight shirts and leather boots climbing under the barbed wire, the wails of a drill sergeant could be heard, Taylor was well ahead of the group of men, he moved fast, he imagined running away from his father. He quickly escaped the wire and ran as quick as he could to the Flag, gripping it tightly, a whistle rang, he had won the exercise. The men took in heavy breaths and followed up to him, just standing at attention and rapidly intaking the shorts breaths of unnatural air. The gruff sergeant, looking in his 60s with the usual straight face, barked at the men, "You f****** disgraces, all of you, 2 minutes and 45 seconds? You think Militia are gonna go easy on you spineless little jackals? I shouldn't even call you a jackal, cause the damn animal moves faster than you! I expect MEN, not Pu-" He was cut short, he didn't even want to speak anymore, he spat in a man's face, the man still panting, as he walked away. It took a few minutes for the men to groggily reach the locker room, two men, whom Taylor knew well, sat together, just talking, they'd usually point out their topics though, Taylor sat near them, "What a damn run... What's the topic of discussion?" The men sighed and pointed at a nearby recruit, she had nice blonde hair, she looked like a model rather than a soldier, this of course made men point, as Taylor slapped the shorter one of the back of the head, "You got no chance, bud. Ain't built enough body yet." The man laughed and shook his head, as Taylor got up and went to his locker, only a few feet from the girl's, he blurted out to her, unpacking stuff in his locker, "Good run. You move fast." The woman sighed and looked over, she looked a bit displeased, and made a sarcastic smile, replying, "Thanks Sergeant Taylor." Taylor stopped for a second and chuckled, he looked back over to her, the talking of the two men getting louder, he said to her calmly, "They bothering you a bit?" She nodded, still unpacking, as one got up, the shorter one, he walked away, the taller of the two still there, he looked like he spoke, he was Russian at his core, despite his Americanization. He pulled near the woman, smiling at her, Taylor still unpacked, but glanced at this, he fiddled with a knife in his locker, waiting to see what would happen between the two, she sighed and began moving away, the man moved close behind, reaching out the grab her arm, Taylor acted on instinct, he flipped the knife around and swung his fist into the man's face, cutting due to the edge of the knife as well. The man dropped to the floor, bleeding profusely, Taylor hit him hard, both were in shock at Taylor's actions, he dropped the knife pulling away, as the shorter entered, horrified. Present Day- He shook his head, he didn't want to remember the rest, he re-examined the smell and exclaimed, "Just moa meat." He pulled the door closed and went back inside, still confused as to the events that had just unfolded.