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Read the story below, and then try to add a bit more to the story. Let's see where this goes...

When Ruth first awoke, the shadows were all that greeted her. They floated and loomed over her. The shrieked, and growled and blew hot breath on her face. Her mind was still thickly shrouded in darkness and she was entirely sure this wasn’t all a dream.
She could vaguely make out the feeling of her back and legs against a cold, hard surface. She tried to make out where she was, but all her thoughts were unfocused. Vague memories, full of shadows and bursts of light, began streaming through her mind.
She remembered the faint humming that slowly grew into the deep throttle of the Phantom. Thompson, and The Kid had run into the wrong group of squids to mess with. A burst of white hot plasma, The Kid’s face being melted off, and the bellowing, alien laughter. The flash of her rifle muzzle and that crazy look in Thompson’s eye. One arm clutching the gaping wound that his abdomen had become, the other waving a grenade. The fear she felt when she saw the pin in Thompson’s gritted teeth. He charged the Elites, but the grenade exploded just as he passed her.
That was all Ruth could remember. She slowly turned her head, and squinted as her face moved into a shaft of violet tinted light. Her vision was returning. She was sitting in a cell with a low ceiling. A metallic grating seperated her from the rest of the room. Beyond the bars, she made out a pair of large, thickly furred legs as they shuffled past her. A strong musk filled the air, a smell of pungent sweat and sour breath. This was no dream. This was a nightmare.
The legs continued passed her and out of sight. She heard a faint hiss, and the footsteps faded away. The lights went out. The room was silent.
“-blam!-...,”Ruth half spoke, half shouted.

  • 01.04.2005 3:08 PM PDT
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She had checked her body for injuries, she had a large cut on her left thigh. She had had worse. She waited in the cell for around an hour before a large gorilla looking beast came back into the "holding area". It was a brute. The brute spook broken english. She could make out several words of his speech; Prisonner...... attack.... hierarchs. The brute opened the before she could tell, he knocked her unconcious. When she woke, she was in cuffs. Floating cuffs, unlike anything she'd ever seen before...

[Edited on 1/4/2005 3:26:45 PM]

  • 01.04.2005 3:26 PM PDT
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Oooohhhh, scary!

  • 01.04.2005 3:29 PM PDT
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The next time she regained consciousness, Ruth found herself in a small square room with a glass celing. Dim white lights were placed along where the floors met the walls. The floor was slanted downward slightly on all sides. In the middle of the floor was a drain.
She looked up towards the glass ceiling. Beyond it, she could see strange alien faces staring down at her. Large eyes rimmed with bristly hair, and oblong heads on long slender necks. She could see their mouths moving, as they talked to one another. Most of them kept their eyes on her.
"What are you looking at!?" she shouted.
Suddenly, all the lights on the floor changed to red, filling the room with an eerie glow. On all four sides of the small room, puffs of air began to jet out as large panels of the wall retracted, revealing dark spaces beyond.
She looked back up, the eyes and faces were captivated by her situation.
'What the hell kind of game is this?'

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Posted by: lellowranger
Oooohhhh, scary!

  • 01.04.2005 4:13 PM PDT
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For what seam days but was mere hours the continuous tests and tortures carried on, Probes,Injections,her body contorted in everyway possible......untill

GUNFIRE and lots of it she heard the howling of the fur covered brutes as the crack of battle rifle fire pierced the air the glass above her broke and rained down like diamonds cutting her already beaten body.
the doors opened....a voice bellowed into the room

"SHE'S ALIVE SIR"

cpl alex romanov walked into the room and broke the shackles "its gonna be ok ma'am"

"sgt Johnson sir wer'e gonna need immideate evac here it's amazing shes alive....those covie boys did a number on her"

Johnson turned "well luckily thier on our side now butt we gotta get to earth and those damn brutes before its bye bye everything"

over the radio the pilot of the pelican gives go on take off

"Lets hussle boys n girls lets get this soldier home" johnson said as left the room

As the soldiers moved the wounded woman into the pelican a covenant dropship
flew over the hill and a small troop of ellites deployed

"human Johnson you will come with us the Arbiter and your demon Masterchief have requested your counsil"

  • 01.05.2005 2:54 AM PDT
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Ruth was strapped down on a stretcher aboard the pelican. Everything was hazy. She felt as if she were trapped deep inside a cave, able to only see a dim light ahead of her. There was something else in her mind, a growing buzz of rage and pain. Her body began to thrash and writhe.

"What the hell?" shouted one of the medics. He put his hand down on her head, to try to keep her still. Her complexion was changing...there was a sickly green tinge to her skin and eyes...

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What Ruth was becoming one of them.. an elitle her giant muscles flexed and she broke free of the stretcher and hit the medic over the head and knocked him out. The other medic started screamy and yelling but then a 3 shot burst went off and the screaming stopped Ruth had shot him. She stepped onto the knocked out medics head and squished it like a bug. When then the Master Chief and Johnshon came running over. Ruth amied the battle rifle at them like a mass murder and said " no one more a muscle or your brain will be sitting on the contrete in a second". Then Johnson said "hell no" and 3 shots went off and his brain was really sitting right behind him on the concrete. Then master chief not really being put in this sittution much tried to figure out what the best way was to capture Ruth with out killing her.....

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You guys mean Ruth like from the bible right?

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The master chief looked at the woman's face...

It was twisted in what looked like agony and fear. Her body was arched back and her arms were flung out on either side of her body. There was a sickly green color to her skin, and her eyes had begun to roll back in her head.

"Cheif...," Johnson said as he turned to look at the Spartan, " is this what I think it is?"

John didn't answer. Instead, he put his hand on the barrel of Johnson's sniper rifle and forced him to lower the sights from the woman's head. The master chief walked towards her.

"Easy, Calm down...," said the master chief. He held his hands out in front of him so as not to be threatening. The hangar was empty except for a handful of marines, and the one remaining medic. Everyone had gathered behind the MC and Johnson. The marines had their weapons drawn.

"Ree-owwngggg!!!" came a fierce growl from the woman as she jumped backed away from the Chief, and landed on all fours. Her face was a dark greyish green color now. She began to thrash, and as she did, her teeth began to cut into her own lips, spilling blood and bits of flesh down her uniform.

"You better do whatever you're gonna do now, chief," said Cortana, impatiently. "That's a Flood, and this is Cradle. Not a good combination. We do not want this thing getting- "

The master chief lunged forward , and grabbed the woman's arm. She tried to turn and pull away, and began screaming in a horrible and high pitched tone.

"Chief, all I need is one shot..."said Johnson.
"Do it!" shouted one of the marines.
The woman writhed and screeched. She wasn't completely over come by the parasite yet, so her strength was only slightly more than a human. John was having no trouble keeping her in one place, if only he could get a good grip on her. She wiggled out of his arms and threw her head back, slamming it into his helmet. The impact only jarred him, but the force crushed a portion of her skull. She started to run for the edge of the hangar platform, beyond which was a 50 foot drop into dense jungle foliage.
The Ruth/Flood got to it's feet and sprinted for the edge.
Johnson fired, and the high calibur round bolted from his rifle, past the chief's visor, and through the creatures arm and chest, spraying blood and bone. It stumbled, and dove towards the edge.
The master chief sprung from his kneeling position, and manage to catch hold of the woman's hand...
Silence.
MAster chief lay flat on his chest on the deck of the hangar with one arm outstretched, clutching the hand of the thrashing flood as it dangled above the forest canopy.
"Cheif?" quipped Cortana.
" I've got i-"
The muscle and ligament in the woman's arm snapped, making a sick wet noise.
Oh -blam!- thought the spartan
The creature's arm severed from just below the shoulder, where Johnson's shot had entered. The wieght of it's body dragged it down, and it fell writhing and screeching in to the jungle below.
The master chief stood up, still holding the rest of the creatures arm by it's hand.

  • 01.05.2005 7:43 PM PDT
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"THAT AINT GOOD" Johnson said as he looked over the cliff

"she...it...that flood is still alive i can tell you now we're gonna be seeing her again"

johnson walked away from the edge "when she comes we'll be ready"

"READY....READY..sir those flood dont stay singular very long we're gonna have us a whole tribe of monkey flood hybrid nasties only ready we can be isto go into the jungle and take her out before she feeds"
at that point 4 marines ran over to johnson and the chief
"sir we volenteer to make a move into the jungle and find that thing"

"im going too " masterchief said in his more than confident tone

"sh1t john we still gotta prep things here we got 400 brutes and a phrophet heading for earth right now to turn on those blasted rings and your worried about 1 flood....." mc interrupts johnson

"1 flood means 1000 flood within a 2 day period.... in a month thats the entire northern continent gone"

chief grabbed his shotgun and 2 smg's

"DEMON" a voice came from the distance

"HUH who" replied MC

then the Arbiter walked round the corner

"Take these they will aid you in destroying the parasite"
the Arbiter handed MC a coveneant energy sword and 4 plasma grenades

  • 01.06.2005 12:20 AM PDT
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"she should be right here" one of the marines said as he cut away at the thick jungle foliage

thier was blood and lots of it

"we're too late she didnt even get slowed down from the fall"

"TRACKS... MC sir i've found what way she went"

"good now stay together ppl this aint preditor and im not arnie" said the chief as he powered up his energy sword

*back at the base*
"sir we got reports of the brute dropship heading into the atmosphere thier gonna be here in the next 24hrs"

sgt Johnson chocked on his coffee "great" he walked over to the main console "somebody get me the chief on this damn contraption" he hit the console

"hey dont do that" a wirey looking guy barely able to carry his clothes let alone a pistol or smg
"thats my baby you might be my commanding officer sir but you break it you cant command half your forces"

"gee boy anyone would think its a woman...just get me the chief "

*back in the jungle*
chiefs radio starts to crackle and buzz ".m......chief...com..in.masterchief"

"spartan117 here please leave your message after the shotgunblast...BOOM"

"always..th..oker..chief...the...rutes.ar..4..hours..way ..hurry YOUR SHINEY METAL BUTT"

"Johnson repeate that 4 hours"?

at that moment ruth and her new family came to crash the party
"ok children we have 2 hours to erradicate every flood infested creature in a 3 mile proximity time to hussle"

at that the 4 marines and and spartan117 pulled out thier weapons and attacked the flood...

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A faint blue light washed across the Master Chiefs face, gripping hard on the small rock shaped object that made up the handle of the energy sword the Abiter gave him and the marines with they're SMG's took out the flood slowly. But Ruth/flood wasn't so easy. She was slowly growing to twice the size of the marines! One swat and a marine went flying quite a few feet. after exausting most of the power from the energy sword it was reletivly weak and usless. So he went hand to hand with Ruth, with the flood she was just as powerful as the MC but she kept growing in height unlike other flood creatures.

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The phantom's anti grav engines whined as it came to a halt a few feet above the jungle canopy.
"Bail out , pups, " order the wharbled voice over the comm channel.
Gro'duk shoved the Brute in front of him, forcing him into the grav lift. He snickered as he followed him down. He landed gently on the soft earth, and quickly stepped forward. More brutes descended from the phantom. Bekeb, who he had shoved, returned the favor with a forceful headbutt to the forehead. Their skull plates cracked together, and they laughed. There were five of them now. Their leader stepped from the grav lift, the purple light faded, and the phantom's buzzing began to fade as it headed away.

[Edited on 1/8/2005 3:06:36 PM]

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The master cheif was running out of options, Ruth was getting stronger as he got weaker from muscle strain. Then he got an idea, the grenades the Arbiter gave him may have just saved his life. The master cheif kicked her backinto a wall, While she stagered the master cheif pulled out his smgs, and aimed at her upper right chest, all flood's weakspots. He knew she would live through it, but it wasn't that that would kill her.

Finaly he blew a whole into here, enough to fit a small round object, a grenade. He threw the plasma grenade perfectly into the whole, and here skin regenerated around it. She ran towards him trying to take him with her, but he grabbed her arms and flung her into the trunk of a tree. The grenade detonated flinging her into many peices. "Nice kill sir" The remaining marine said.

Just then, in the bushes nearby a brute came out. "Demon! Finaly you shall die along with your companion. You will pest the hierarches no longer!!" The brute shouted obnoxiously. Sudenly Ruths arm wigilled a little, then flung towards the brute's head. The brute startd shouting horid things toward the master cheif, thinking it was a weapon of some sort, then finaly her hand broke his skull, and adjoined the brute, becoming another flood. "Uh oh... hehe, you can handle this right cheif? I'll just be going." The marine said as he cowered away from the towering brute/flood.

  • 01.08.2005 8:21 PM PDT

Dude, it would be so cool if we had these pregnant sentinels that were, like, all flaming and shot out baby flaming sentinels that would be all "YARRRGH!" then they'd be like, "WHAAAAR" when they shoot.

That'd be sweet.

And then they died.

  • 01.09.2005 5:18 PM PDT
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and their ghost kill you also

  • 01.09.2005 5:22 PM PDT

Dude, it would be so cool if we had these pregnant sentinels that were, like, all flaming and shot out baby flaming sentinels that would be all "YARRRGH!" then they'd be like, "WHAAAAR" when they shoot.

That'd be sweet.

afterwards there was a brilliant flash of light!!!

  • 01.09.2005 6:13 PM PDT
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....That came from a Wal-mart truck's Headlights!

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lol and they all stopped like a dear in a head light

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thats just wrong guys be nice,

if ya gonna add stuff be sensible follow the previous posts.

  • 01.09.2005 7:59 PM PDT

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The MC watched as the new flood form approached. It was huge. Unbelievably huge. Even hunters were smaller than this. He wondered if even a jackhammer missile would do the job. It didn't really matter because he did have one. All he had was a few frags and plasma grenades. Wait, plasma grenades adhisive to anything matalic, he wondered if he could stick together a few plasma and frag grenades, hypothetically it should work, but he had never tried it. But then again, it was his only hope. He took out 2 plasma grenades and some frag grenades. He clumped them together in his hand, activated the plasma grenades, and the glowed with a bright shine. He saw that they sticked, and hurled it at the flood and hoped for the best.

  • 01.15.2005 1:02 PM PDT