I love how you are always there with me, even if I haven’t touched my touchpad on my PS4 controller. I love how when I do touch the touchpad, you immediately come to see me like a faithful friend. I love how even though I can change my clothes (read: shader), I can somehow never do the same for you, even though I see you more than I see myself.
I love how every time we see a “complicated” computer system that you want to hack, I have to defend both you and I until the requisite amount of time goes by before your super intelligent ghost brain figures it out. I also love that it takes you that long to hack a computer, when you could raise me from the dead in about a fifth of the time.
Ghost, you’re a mystery. A delightful little ghost mystery.
I love that you read me stories about the lore of Destiny, as I will likely never read my Grimoire cards (even though I like seeing my Grimoire score), and though many people disagree, I like your sonorous voice.
I love that you come out of wherever you hide when I am in dark places so I can see better. You are the nicest flashlight I’ve ever had.
I love that you make jokes during cutscenes, as we both have to sit through them, and no, I will never call you “Little Light.”
I love that you help me find the right types of patrol missions to do (read: collecting items or killing baddies), as otherwise, I would spend far more time doing them than I’d like.
I also love that you come to see me each time I want to access my Sparrow. And as I am whipping around corners, I know you feel the wind in your metallic hair, too.
Ghost, you are my Destiny Bestie (dear goodness, how I am not a fan of that word), a stalwart companion in a world gone crazy in an extremely repetitive way. Yet somehow, we saddle up again and again, and secretly (or not so secretly), we both love it.
Ghost: thank you for being my loyal companion during these times in our lives. I know you’ve got my back in the slowest way possible, and I (through necessity and probably free-will) will always have yours.
Ghost, stay classy.
Your Guardian (in every way),
P.S. Here’s looking at you, Ghost!
This is excellent. Admittedly, it was difficult not to read in Billy Crystal’s voice; When Harry Met Sally.
well thank you. billy crystal could only make it better.
That was amazing.
ha! thank you! :)
Nice! Like a touching dedication with maybe a little bit of roast. I too think his voice is just fine and don’t understand all the hate about Dinklage’s work here. As a professional actor, I imagine he provided exactly what the director was looking for.
i don’t normally go for satire, but this was an exception. :)
i never understood the issue with his voice work. i thought he, and the audio treatment, sounded great.