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Beauregard-4

"He is corrupted by Darkness. Forced to reign terror upon his own family in a fit of delusion spurred on by lies." Lore - 2,317 words w/ illustrations

Early Life

Beauregard's floral shop in Alaska. Mixed media work.

Beauregard-4 is a 7th generation (Face 7) Exo developed by BrayTech one decade before the Collapse took place. During the Golden Age, Beauregard "Beau" was a florist who owned his own small business in Alaska, United States. He lived a block away from a Mexican food joint, where he met the owner, Katrina Remington. Katrina would often bring him food after his shift ended at night, and her interested in him quickly snowballed into something more. They would spend hours at his shop talking and learning about each other. Sparks would soon fly and they became a couple.

Beauregard's appearance during the Golden Age is drastically different from his current look.

Name: Beauregard L. Kelly Age: 27 Biological Sex: Male DOB: 13 October 2598 Race: Human Caucasian Eye color: Brown Hair color: Black Mental illness: Undiagnosed Schizophrenia Height: 6’5” Weight: 185 lbs. (72.6 kgs)

Beauregard became a prime target for one of Clovis Bray's experiments. He dedicated himself very heavily into his work. He had a great eye for shape, color and form and his floral arrangements were beautiful. BrayTech learned of this man who usually works by himself, has limited outside connections, has an undiagnosed mental illness and realized not many would notice if he disappeared. Their agenda for converting him into an Exo lied with the question if an organic neurological disorder could be applied to an Exo, if it would transfer, and what the effects would be on the afflicted machine.

The company manipulated and blackmailed Beauregard until he came in to "willingly" volunteer for the transfer, just like they did with every experiment. Bray wanted to see if schizophrenic people would still exhibit symptoms after the transfer and Beau ended up working for BrayTech in secret, forgetting Katrina and disappearing from his flower shop, which closed permanently as no one was around to maintain it.

Exo neurotransfers result in the death of the biological volunteer. The neurotransfer concluded that the new Exo created from Beauregard's consciousness fully transferred the symptoms of Schizophrenia into the Exo, Beauregard-1, who experienced hallucinations and infrequent, yet consistent delusions throughout its lifespan. Beau would go on to reboot twice as he experienced complications with adjusting to his Exo body.

Soon after, the Collapse occurred. Beauregard was lost to the torrent of Darkness sweeping over the world.

Resurrection

Beauregard shortly after resurrecting as a Guardian. Original 3D render.

Beauregard-4 is a naturally gentle soul. He often finds comfort in artistic hobbies such as painting, tinkering, and cooking. He was resurrected within the Alaskan Wasteland just before Red War ocurred, surrounded by dead Exos and a ruined BrayTech facility. He had to travel on foot to the Last City. It was a long and treacherous journey. His relationship with his mentor, Cayde-6, was a close one. He trained extra hours with him in order to accommodate for his initial shortcomings. He was not skilled with weapons or had any knowledge of combat training. Beau was no soldier, but Cayde persisted with him.

Beau's relationship with the other members of the Vanguard was professional yet endearing. Ikora liked him, but Zavala believed him to be unfit for the job. His mental health became apparent after a patrol on the moon, where he believed that phantoms had followed him home. He spent a lot of time in and out of therapy. His Schizophrenia became well-managed and rarely got in the way of his duties. His hallucinations were harmless.

Beauregard's favorite color is pink and often wore it during his early days as a New Light. He claims that it reminds him of cherry blossoms and calms him down. Beauregard suffered from frequent panic attacks and had trouble acclimating to a combat-heavy environment. Over time and experience, Beauregard became a skilled Solar Hunter specializing in Gunslinging hand canons. He is skilled with a bow and has acute control over nearby flames, using their energy to power himself.

Beau lived in a standard flat given to New Lights at the Tower. His room was organized chaos, with ammunition, guns and various trinkets strewn about the room. His walls were covered in Golden Age movie posters as he has a knack for collecting antique items. Beauregard loves painting his weapons and armor.

Corruption Arc

Beauregard in a rampage with the Ace of Spades. Original digital artwork by EchoSong971.

Beau changed as a person after Cayde-6's death. He let his actions become controlled by grief, and the Darkness soon noticed. Taking advantage of this mental weakness, the Darkness crept into Beauregard's mind and shattered his psyche. Beauregard fell into madness, suffering psychotic episodes, delusions of his deceased mentor tormenting him, and a warped perception of the Traveler. He destroyed Uldren's Barons in an unhinged fiery rage.

Beauregard fought out of necessity, not out of hatred. It was a major change in character, and his fireteam became concerned for him.

The Darkness turned him against his fireteam, his friends, and the Vanguard. On one fateful patrol, Beauregard broke down and slaughtered all three of his fireteam members. He then retreated into a cave on Mars and hid from the law for many months. The risen Guardian, Katrina, finds him in mental crisis within this cave. The Vanguard sent her to locate and deliver him to them.

Katrina felt sympathy for him after seeing him in such a state. Over the span of a week, Katrina slowly gained his trust and convinced him to return to the H.E.L.M with her to seek treatment and face his punishment.

Prison Arc

Beauregard being taken into custody. Original 3D render.

The Traveler is a traitor to everyone who has ever fought for it. You have devoted everything to it. Your body, your talents, your beliefs, your hope. You’ve sacrificed so much for your machine god, and what has it given you in return? Grief and sorrow. Loss. It doesn’t protect you. It takes and takes with no regard for any of you.

Beau curls up in a forsaken cave—a Fallen outpost long since abandoned. His ghost, Crush, sits in his lap as the exo worryingly mutters to himself. Crush knew he was having another episode, and simply sat with him, hoping it passed soon. Ever since his Vanguard perished, Beau changed. His usual soft spoken demeanor shifted to that of paranoia and hatred. His hallucinations were always there, but easy to manage and harmless. Recently, they intensified into something completely unmanageable. Paranoid delusions, hallucinations and terrible nightmares plagued him every day. Crush could only watch. Watch Beau have conversations with a dead man. Watch him slowly reject the Traveler as something forced his perspective to shift blame. This wasn’t like Beau at all.

Crush watches him get sucked back to that night again and again. Beau doesn’t sleep.

In one moment, his boots were digging into moondust and the ashes of fallen Hive. In the next, he found himself in the arms of two Frames. His head hurt—he couldn’t recognize this cold, stoic hallway they escorted him down. Numbered doors lined the clouds in his vision, and the neon lights hanging above him disoriented him further. He looks down at himself as his feet struggle to keep up with the guards.

The Traveler has killed everyone you ever loved. It deserves the same.

He could no longer feel his beloved hand cannon on his hip nor the bullets lining his belt. Everything echoed around him… The smell of stale chemical cleaner wafted into his face as a large airlock opened in front of them, and he was taken into a blank room with white walls, a white floor, and a single chair tucked into the corner. A second airlock remained straight ahead. There were no port windows, no labels, nothing to give him any semblance of what was going on. He looks down at his chest as the guards release their death grip and take up posts by the door they entered from. It closes behind them and he watches nine different locks engage on that door.

It’s tearing you apart. I know it does. Do it. Make the Traveler feel what you feel.

Steel handcuffs dig into his wrists—metal-on-metal left them aching. Something itched at the back of his head. He could easily overpower these two and walk straight out of here, but he knew something was wrong. Those guards had Vanguard insignias on their chest plates. The Vanguard had arrested him? Why? Questions raced through his head; he tried his damndest to remember the night before this, but every time he clawed at that corner of his brain, it recoiled and dissolved into nothingness.

A thrall’s cranium crumbles under his boot. It’s screaming at him for mercy. It’s using his voice. “Beauregard.”

He sits down on the chair as the intercom kicks on, screeching into his ears and making his head split. He ignores the spiders crawling up and down his arms and stares at the floor. Red stains littered his half-stripped armor. He frowns. Hive blood wasn’t red-

“Beauregard. Do you understand why you’re here?”

Ikora boomed over the intercom–or maybe his audio processor was shot. Maybe she could help him make sense of all this. “Ikora? Where is everyone?”

There’s a small pause. A hesitant confusion. “I was alerted to an emergency distress broadcast coming from one of your fireteam members. They said you attacked them without warning.”

“I’d never do that. You know I wouldn’t.”

“Yes. I know you wouldn’t. No one had any reason to believe this might happen, which is why you’re here instead of in a maximum-security cell, currently. I have reason to believe you are sick.”

“Sick with what?” Beauregard shifts in his seat, eyes fixated on the blood crusted onto his uniform. His heart leapt into his throat. “Sick with what?”

“I am sorry. I’ve been doing everything I can.”

The vagueness frustrated him. Beauregard felt a horrible pit burrow into his stomach; how could he have let this happen? “I’ve sent you to a place where everyone can remain safe while you undergo treatment. The Darkness has you in its grasp, and I don’t want to lose you forever, Beau. Please don’t fight them. I know you won’t lose this battle.”

The intercom shuts down with a click, and the two guards pull him out of his seat, marching him through the remaining corridors that seem to repeat forever. Beau leaned over to peek into one of the windows of the thick steel doors, only to see an empty cell.

He wouldn’t fight. It was never in his nature to fight anyone who wasn’t actively putting innocents at risk. Beauregard was a sensitive and kind-natured man with a love for flowers and artistry, not cold-blooded murder. He turns to one of the frames, voice cracking as he asks, “did any of them survive?”

He never receives an answer.

An artistic moodboard for capturing the visual aesthetic of Beauregard's character design.

Beauregard spent several years recovering in a psyche ward before being transferred to a prison in space for the remainder of his time spent for the murders of his teammates. During his time there, Katrina visited him often, smuggling him baked goods and spending time with him during visitation hours to check on his mental state. Over this time period, Beau remained in a completely lost mental state, completely unaware of his surroundings. He eventually began to recognize Katrina and speak with her in limited amounts.

In an alternate timeline within this story, Cayde survives and also visits him. As his former Vanguard, Cayde feels a sense of responsibility for his wellbeing.

One day, Katrina smuggles in brownies for Beau. This act of kindness was the first steppingstone to his recovery. Within a few weeks, Beau found himself lucid and tentatively pining for her.

Recovery Arc

Sketches of Katrina and Beauregard. Art by EchoSong971.

His prison stay changed him completely. Beau completely misses everything between Forsaken and Witch Queen, only being released around the time Witch Queen starts (in my canon, this is a much longer time than canon DLC release dates.) His emotional and gentle personality hardened into something cold and stoic. He became quiet, wore black more often and kept to himself. Upon release, he was forbidden from the Tower and could not enter without someone trusted watching over him. Katrina stepped up to this role eagerly. Beauregard opted to bunk with Katrina in order to regain his bearings. This was in hopes to eventually work the odd job for the Vanguard in order to improve his standing with them.

The Vanguard is extremely distrustful of Beau and regards him with caution most times. Beauregard has made it an internal mission to prove to them that he was stable and recovered. His schizophrenic hallucinations are more apparent at this time, but heavily managed with the help of Katrina.

After roughly another year goes by (throughout Witch Queen,) Beauregard begins to insert himself within the affairs of the Vanguard and re-teaches himself his old training. He becomes a rogue lightbearer and occasionally working alongside Kat, offering his pure firepower. Most of the time, he remains at home, engaging in basic tasks to readjust himself to home life once again.

Trivia

Beauregard opts for the combined use of Solar, Ace of Spades and Lucky Pants in order to pack an outrageously high amount of damage with each shot, ranging into the 15,000 units of damage.

He has a 115 Defense stat.

Beau is featured in an upcoming graphic story, Hearts & Spades, written by EchoSong971.

Beauregard had a custom-modeled 3D rig for portraits. It was lost during a computer failure in which his files were lost.

He has been featured on Bungie's official community creations page.

Katrina belongs to @echosong971

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