The Destiny Community is the Worst

So earlier this week, we were treated to a surprise cutscene marking the end of the Season of Plunder between Saint-14 and the newly awakened Osiris.

It was this beautiful, touching moment between two people who love each other. Where one has been battling an illness and in a coma while the other is made to watch and suffer until he awakens and they share the moment pictured above.

But all I’ve heard all week is nothing but shit from this community.

Oh my god, did he just drink tea made from Nezarec?

How did Mithrax even figure that out?

He’s kissing a robot. Does a robot even have lips?

And they all say shit like this as though anything in the Destiny universe makes any sense what so ever.

And on top of that, it’s an endless stream of word vomit from the PvP players about this change, or that change, this exotic weapon, or that nerf.

Frankly I’m so disgusted with this community right now that if I could get a refund for my Lightfall pre-order, I would, and I’d uninstall this game and never come back.

I was enjoying myself this season. I came back because King’s Fall was brought forward to Destiny 2. I came back because I missed the gunplay and the locations. I had such a sense of accomplishment: I finally got over my dislike of Crucible enough to finally finish every exotic weapon quest I had in my backlog over the years; I completed just about every seasonal quest each week save for obvious ones like Grandmaster Nightfall; I started to really dig in and understand my character build and my subclasses and mods; I enjoyed Ketchcrash and Expedition both; I managed to prestige with everyone in the tower; I even got a new seal and title during Festival of the Lost. I was having a good time until this fucking cutscene happened.

Afterward, I was quickly reminded why I stopped playing this game because this community is toxic. They are the absolute worst part about this game. The lack of info about the next season in this week’s TWAB certainly didn’t help to assuage things either. The fact that we had some real, on screen, LGBTQ+ representation in this fucking game didn’t matter to a single soul on this miserable mudball but me.

I really wish I had never come back to this game right now.

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