Unless you’ve been squatting in the Seventh Column to talk about how audaciously rugged my strapping ginger beard has grown, these might be the first substantial words you’ve read from me lo these many months. My apologies, my working hours have been monopolized by all this plotting and scheming, the fruits of which won’t touch your sweet lips for quite some time. So, I picked up a new guy to help out from one of those Bungie-stroking feel-good websites that saturate the Internet like so many drops of rain falling upon the streets of Seattle.
DeeJ is gonna be doing exactly the same thing on our forums and community hotspots that he’s been doing under the strikingly similar, albeit slightly more difficult to pronounce pseudonym over at Tied the Leader
1. Kicking ass
2. Taking names
Literally. Short term, his handiwork will mostly involve applying heaps of his expertise and glops of elbow grease in private behind studio walls, bustin’ out the old studs to make way for a new Bungie.net framework that will boast an even stronger community focus.
Long-term, well, we’ll just have to wait and see. For now, here’s what our newest community dude had to say for himself. With perfect form, he’s asked and answered a slate of his own questions. (If you want to ask him some of your own, stop into our community forums
, like our Facebook page
, or follow us on Twitter
– DeeJ will be running the show at all our external venues from here on out.)
What’s with the new guy?
Greetings, gamers. I come to you in peace, basking in the glow of excitement about the privilege to address you as Bungie’s freshly minted Community Manager.
Accepts hand-written note from urk.
Very well... Assistant
Community Manager. Of course, titles are not as important as the mission-critical function that I will be carrying forward. The makers of the games that we all love to play have seen fit to appoint me as the faithful emissary to their most prized ally: Their Fans. If you’re reading, that’s you.
Back up. Who are you?
They call me DeeJ, and I am at your service. Ever since Bungie conscripted digital warriors to play Halo from every household that could connect an Xbox to the Internet, I have been fighting and dying [and gladly respawning] alongside the players of their games. You could say that this is not my first blog post about the glory and agony to be found in multiplayer matchmaking. If you are a veteran of Bungie games, you may have crossed plasma swords with me. If you are a constant reader of this website, you may have seen mention of the antics I have been cultivating in my own field of the fan-driven landscape.
I have watched this community of skirmishing combatants grow beyond its borders with the release of every new title. I have lent audience to your war stories, served up in explosive moving pictures. I have thrown my lot in with the heroes of the post-game lobby and opposed its villains. I have tracked the clans that have controlled their own territory on the battlefield, all while guiding my own. I have dealt in lead.
What can we expect from you?
As I am abducted by the mother ship, you can expect from me the same thing that you have come to expect previously from Bungie’s face to the world that plays their games. I am filling the boots left by stewards of community who have come before me. The torch has been passed to me by urk, but it has not been reinvented. My role is to enable you, the gamer, to seek out your very best game through the interactions to be had on this website.
We are in for a great deal of fun together, you and I. As the newest member of the Bungie team, it will be my distinct pleasure to peel back the curtain ever so slowly to reveal the universe that has been created for us to fill with our shared mayhem. I will bring you along on a fascinating journey of discovery and exploration. A steady stream of official updates and communiqués from the development bullpen will bring you out of darkness.
But all of that will have to wait. For now, I beg of your patience.
Where can we find you?
I will be around. You will see me in all the familiar places, shooting all the familiar faces. Stay tuned. My public hazing begins tomorrow.