"Are you squidding me?"

"No father should have to bury their child." Forgot what titan armor, it may not be correct.

From Lord Saladin's Induction Speech Nothing born is born strong. I know I began weak, the same as you. I don't care if you're an Exo, staring at that number and wondering where you've come from. Or a Human hungry to understand the ancient world that left you for dead. Or an Awoken reborn in the very essence of what your people hide from. Together, we're the pointed end of a long stick of happenstance. Change one ripple in an ancient ocean and we would never have been granted the Light within us, or the good Ghosts that want to help us. Humble origins. Every world begins as a big pebble lost among trillions of pebbles. Every worthy sun was once cold hydrogen spread thin across the vacuum. Even the universe, this cosmic garden that surrounds us and awes us...this monument to Creation was once the size of an apple seed. And everything that's splendid and great stands at the end of incalculable chance and mayhem. Yes, you have talents. Enormous, wondrous powers. But you should put the smirk away. Do you know what a Guardian is? Not yet. Your name is another pebble. You are a cold apple seed. But you will grow.

"It is a guardian killer" ~OG Red Death flavor text wayyyy back in y1

The Heart of the Praxic Fire one is good. I envision a warlock finding a powerful goddess that gives him his special power that comes with the Heart of the Praxic Fire chest piece. The description reads: "In that last moment she seemed as wholly luminescent as the sun, and I wished to be so brave." EDIT: If anyone has some grimoire to guide me to, please reply it for me.

"Vanguard Policy urges Guardians to destroy this weapon on sight." -Red Death desc. (Are they tempting us...?) "Sometimes you have to go on alone. There is a knife for you. It is shaped like [loneliness]. Pick it up. You will not need these things any more: duty, camaraderie, pride. You will not need an Emperor or a Bond Brother or any other code. You will not need anything at all. You will be your own whole purpose, a beautiful final purpose, everlasting. Cut away these useless things. Take the knife. Take it up and use it. Take your new shape." - Primus Ta'aun grimoire card (Makes you feel kind of sorry for the big guy.) "Pain. Pain is all there is for you. They grew you and they fed you and they hurt you. They made you into a living weapon. But you were not sharp enough. The world hurt you more than you could hurt it. There is a knife for you. It is shaped like [joy]. Pick it up. You will not need to suffer any more. You will not need pain to drive you or hunger to pull you along. You will be joyful in your purpose, a beautiful annihilation, unending. Cut away these useless things. Take the knife. Use it. Take your new shape." - Baxx, Gravekeeper grimoire card (It almost sounds like Oryx did Baxx a favour.)

[u.2:2.5] Ever have a nightmare? [u.1:3.0] You playin' games? Or just thick? [u.2:2.6] I know you have. This world? Can't help, but. [u.1:3.1] I don't have nightmares. I give 'em. [u.2:2.7] You are a goddamn cliché. The picture perfect bandit. [u.2:2.8] Hearing your voice - the things you're saying, the shade of the hard man you pretend to be... [u.1:3.2] Ain't no shade. [audible crack] [audible crack] [audible crack] [silence] [u.2:2.8] Sit down. [silence] [u.2:3.0] Sit. Down. [u.2:3.1] Your mouth just got your friends dead. [u.2:3.2] This is what happens when you bore me. And right now... [u.2:3.3] I'm so very bored. [u.1:3.3] Wha...No listen... [u.2:3.4] Shhhhh. [u.1:3.4] But...but...you're a...you're one of them...A Guardian, right? [u.1:3.5] You're supposed t'be one'a the good ones. [u.2:3.5] "Supposed to be?" Maybe I am. Maybe this is what "good" looks like. [u.2:3.6] Anymore, who can tell? [u.1:3.6] I... [u.2:3.7] You wanted to see my prize. [u.1:3.7] No...I... [u.2:3.8] Look at it. [u.1:3.8] I... [audible sobbing] [u.2:3.9] Whimpering won't stop what comes next. [u.2:4.0] Look... [audible sobbing] [u.2:4.1] Look at it. [u.2:4.2] Open your eyes. [audible sobbing] [u.2:4.3] Not many get such a clean view. [u.2:4.4] The bone...You see it. Jagged, like thorns. [u.2:4.5] I used to think of it as a rose... [u.2:4.6] Focusing on its bloom. [u.2:4.7] But the bloom is just a byproduct of its anger. [silence] [u.2:4.8] You have nightmares? [audible sobbing] [u.2:4.9] Ever seen a nightmare? Ever opened your eyes and realized the horror wasn't a dream? The terror wasn't gone? [u.2:5.0] I've seen nightmares. [u.2:5.1] They live in the shadows. [u.2:5.2] They've been watching. [u.2:5.3] I thought...It's foolish, I know...but I thought I saw a way. [u.2:5.4] That maybe we could win. Maybe we could survive. [u.2:5.5] But once you step into those shadows, it's so very hard to walk in the Light. [u.2:5.6] Or...maybe I just wasn't strong enough. [u.2:5.7] Maybe. [u.2:5.8] But I feel strong now. [audible sobbing] [u.2:5.9] I stole the dark. [u.2:6.0] Or, maybe it stole me. [u.2:6.1] Either way, here we are. [u.2:6.2] And I'm hungry. [u.2:6.3] Its hungry. [u.2:6.4] You have no Light beyond the spark of your pathetic life. [u.2:6.5] But a spark is something. [audible sobbing] [u.2:6.6] Open your eyes. [audible sobbing] [audible sobbing] [audible crack] [silence] [silence] [silence] /...END TRANSCRIPT///

"My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die" Oh wait, wrong story

Tell them your cloak is frabjous. Warlocks respect things they don't understand. I didn't get hit, I never get hit. I just body checked the missile.

[quote]"I am a marvel with ten thousand arms." There is a story, old as time, of he who could catch the stars. Unnamed and eternal, the star-catcher would lead the Fallen, rising from the lowest station to the highest exalted peaks. It is a fairy tale allowed to persist by the four-armed to keep the docked hopeful, placated—even the low may one day ascend. Myth, fairy tale or a prophecy of what will be, it's best to not take chances. After all, one can't reach across the black to claim dominion over ten thousand stars with ten thousand arms if they die here and now with only two.[/quote] Not sure if it's my all time favorite, but it's definitely up there

[quote]Blind Legion I Cohort/Century 3/Maniple 3 5 Squad [HEAVY INF] TASK: - defend Psion intelligence ops 071x146 OUTCOME: - overwhelmed by Guardian fireteam/Vex pressure. few survivors. survivors reported Guardians foraging for equipment, dancing, and performing acrobatics with light vehicles.[/quote]

"HOW DO I EXPLAIN IT it's so simple WHY DON'T YOU SEE Imagine three great nations under three great queens. The first queen writes a great book of law and her rule is just. The second queen builds a high tower and her people climb it to see the stars. The third queen raises an army and conquers everything. The future belongs to one of these queens. Her rule is harshest and her people are unhappy. But she rules. This explains everything, understand? This is why the universe is the way it is, and not some other way. Existence is a game that everything plays, and some strategies are winners: the ability to exist, to shape existence, to remake it so that your descendants - molecules or stars or people or ideas - will flourish, and others will find no ground to grow. And as the universe ticks on towards the close, the great players will face each other. In the next round there will be three queens and all of them will have armies, and now it will be a battle of swords - until one discovers the cannon, or the plague, or the killing word. Everything is becoming more ruthless and in the end only the most ruthless will remain (LOOK UP AT THE SKY) and they will hunt the territories of the night and extinguish the first glint of competition before it can even understand what it faces or why it has transgressed. This is the shape of victory: to rule the universe so absolutely that nothing will ever exist except by your consent. This is the queen at the end of time, whose sovereignty is eternal because no other sovereign can defeat it. And there is no reason for it, no more than there was reason for the victory of the atom. It is simply the winning play. Of course, it might be that there was another country, with other queens, and in this country they sat down together and made one law and one tower and one army to guard their borders. This is the dream of small minds: a gentle place ringed in spears. But I do not think those spears will hold against the queen of the country of armies. And that is all that will matter in the end."  -toland, the shattered