Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-26359852-20150627073453

Breonn picked up a wrench from his tool station, twisting a screw tighter until it couldnt be tightened anymore. He set aside the wrench and walked over to his pet project, a new gun made from Vex, Fallen, Hive and Cabal weaponry. Most of the parts were Vex or Fallen, but a good bit of Cabal and Hive tech were in there. He began to pick up the gun, but suddenly his mind exploded with pain, searing a mental image of a skeletal Hive God, wielding a cleaver of bone and standing nearly as tall as Crota into his eyes. The image persisted for a second, demonic voices chanting his name. "ENXOR, ENXOR, ENXOR". The images cycled through various locations, large white bones of all kind in some pictures. The mental barrage was then cut off and Breonn found himself on the floor, his prototype gun lying beside him. He put a hand to his head, inspecting his gun as he picked himself up. He found a dent in the barrel and a scratch on the sights. "Fucking hell" Breonn whispered to himself. He put the gun back where it was and exited his workshop into his personal place of residence. The sliding door clsoed behind him and an audible click was heard.