- DarthDrizzt
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- Honorable Member
This was a long time ago when my friends Hans, Jim, Kerry and I were discussing Halo and other games, and here's some of our discussion and the crazy part:
Me: When are those covies gonna give up? They've been fighting us for years! The most they could do is send more BoB troopers into combat.
Hans: *laughs* I know! There aren't many BoBs fighting lately.
Jim: There's only one in a few levels, I'd like to see an army of them
*Thud* *Thump*
Kerry: I think someone's breaking in!
Me: Calm down, dude, it's just a storm.
*some evil looking creatures break in*
Me: Zombies; gentlemen, lock and load.
*I press a switch, a wall turns into an armory, and we grab whatever we can including M16s and grenade launchers.*
Kerry: Any last words, my friend? It would lighten the mood from these... freaks.
Me: Do not pray for easy lives my friends, pray to be... stronger men.
So we fought them off and escaped. Sadly, Jim did not survive.