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Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 28 now available) - POSTPONED INDE...

My laptop screen just cracked, I've plugged in an old computer monitor but that's not really going to work long term. So until the screen gets fixed, I won't be writing any more of this. I'll still be hanging around though, and hopefully I should get it fixed within the month.

But still, it's very annoying.

:(

[Edited on 05.03.2009 8:17 AM PDT]

  • 05.03.2009 6:42 AM PDT

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

  • 05.03.2009 9:00 AM PDT

Posted by: Dropship dude
No, acnboy. Spartain Ken 15 is a lesser being. Much like the bacteria that lives in your shi­t.
Posted by: mike120593
My shi­t bacteria takes offense to that comparison.

Don't make me lel. You won't like me when I lel.

Huh? No!!!!!

  • 05.03.2009 11:31 PM PDT

Actually, wait, it's not that bad. I thought at first the whole thing was buggered, but it's just the screen. I've hooked it up to an external monitor, and it's fine. And I just found out thata computer store in my village is an Acer specialist, and will fix the computer for free seeing as how I have accidental damage insurance.

Maybe I won't postpone it after all.

  • 05.04.2009 3:08 AM PDT

Best news ever...also now we know why NOT to throw our laptops at people

  • 05.04.2009 11:36 AM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 27 now available)

my new GT is Moth Zero

very nice work, Wolverfrog. I really enjoyed it

  • 05.06.2009 3:20 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 28 now available) - POSTPONED INDE...

Posted by: Dropship dude
No, acnboy. Spartain Ken 15 is a lesser being. Much like the bacteria that lives in your shi­t.
Posted by: mike120593
My shi­t bacteria takes offense to that comparison.

Don't make me lel. You won't like me when I lel.

Posted by: Wolverfrog
Actually, wait, it's not that bad. I thought at first the whole thing was buggered, but it's just the screen. I've hooked it up to an external monitor, and it's fine. And I just found out thata computer store in my village is an Acer specialist, and will fix the computer for free seeing as how I have accidental damage insurance.

Maybe I won't postpone it after all.
Best. News. Evar.

  • 05.07.2009 3:16 AM PDT

Posted by: random no337
Posted by: Wolverfrog
Actually, wait, it's not that bad. I thought at first the whole thing was buggered, but it's just the screen. I've hooked it up to an external monitor, and it's fine. And I just found out thata computer store in my village is an Acer specialist, and will fix the computer for free seeing as how I have accidental damage insurance.

Maybe I won't postpone it after all.
Best. News. Evar.
Tru7h

  • 05.08.2009 4:53 PM PDT

my new GT is Moth Zero

so when is the next part coming out?

  • 05.13.2009 10:31 AM PDT

When he finishes it.
Posted by: BehemothDread101
so when is the next part coming out?

  • 05.18.2009 2:39 PM PDT

Posted by: Luke35120
When he finishes it.
Posted by: BehemothDread101
so when is the next part coming out?


Soon, hopefully. But recently, I've been playing Half life 2. It's amazing....

Anyway, I started it, I've just got to finish it. Expect a slight change in how it's wrote....

  • 05.18.2009 4:15 PM PDT

Posted by: Wolverfrog
Posted by: Luke35120
When he finishes it.
Posted by: BehemothDread101
so when is the next part coming out?


Soon, hopefully. But recently, I've been playing Half life 2. It's amazing....

Anyway, I started it, I've just got to finish it. Expect a slight change in how it's wrote....


Did you start writing with your teeth?

  • 05.18.2009 6:11 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 28 now available)

I do hope you like this part. You'll notice the perspective changes midway, this is intentional.



Part 29: Promotion, URF style


A shot cracked through the air as I squeezed the trigger of the Sniper Rifle, sending a harsh jolt of recoil up my tired arm. The bullet flew across the clearing and hit the target dead in the middle. Bullseye, yet again.

"Wow, how the hell did you do that?" Lieutenant Harper asked between his smoking cigar for the third time.

"Em....Lucky shot I guess..." I muttered in an undertone, systematically reloading my sniper rifle as I did so.

Me and Blade were together on a Sniper training course, and I hadn't missed a single target yet, much to the disbelief of Lieutenant Harper, an old man who seemed upset that I was more proficient than him with the rifle. Blade was doing okay, but the Sniper had never been his strong point. He preferred a good or BR-55 or an MA5, also known as an Assault Rifle. He was also rather partial to his shotgun too, which apparently had been given to him by his Grandfather. At the moment though, it was with Switch and everyone else. Not for the first time, I wondered how they were coping.

As I raised the scope of the rifle to my eye once again, and prepared to shoot the tin can a few hundred yards away, I felt a sharp pain in the leg, and realised that Blade had kicked me. I looked up at him, and he gave me a glare.

"Stop showing off, you'll blow our cover idiot..." Blade murmured quietly.

"Sorry..." I spoke as I raised the scope to my eye again. This time, just before I shot I jolted the weapon the the side on purpose, and the bullet struck against a snow covered rock.

"Aha, see!" Harper shouted in delight. "You need practice son, but don't worry, old Lieutenant Harper's here to help."

He then spent the next half hour carefully instructing me on the correct way to hold the Sniper, and how to keep my arms still in the face of recoil. He meant well really, but it still annoyed me that I had to pretend I was useless.

After Harper was happy with my aim, he moved onto Blade and checked him out. Of course, having established a cover story as a retired ODST, Blade was at liberty to demonstrate the full prowess of his combat abilities. Harper didn't do much, he just sat back and made noises of approval, occasionally praising a particularly shot.

"I think you'll be leading a squad in no time Andrew, you're combat skills are amazing!I'll be sure to report this to Commander Mains." The Lieutenant said to Blade in an admiring tone.

"Well, my only wish is to stay with the boy. I'm the only person he's got, and I have a vow to his father to uphold."

"Of course, of course. I'll tell you what Mains has to say later. Anyway, what say we move onto the Battle Rifle course? Our design is slightly different from the ones you'll be used to, as we made them ourselves."

I got a sinking feeling in my stomach, I was terrible with the BR. Then again, I supposed now would be a good time to learn how to use it, I wouldn't always be able to rely on a Sniper Rifle.

"Where does the URF import it's weapons from then?" I asked innocently. If I could find out where their main factory supply line was and tell ONI, it would be incredibly beneficial to the UNSC.

Unfortunately though, Harper shook his head and said.

"I'm afraid I can't tell you that young James, not because I don't want to, but because no body here knows. Not even Mains. The only people who know where all our weapons and vehicles come from are the Generals high above, and I don't even know their names."

"Sounds pretty shadowy." I remarked.

"It seems like it at first, but we're really a bunch of friendly guys. Well, some sections of the URF are downright horrible, missiles, suicide bombings, killing hundreds of innocents in the process. But here on Harvest we're different. We only use lethal force when necessary, and we never harm civilians. Just soldiers who refuse to drop their weapons." Harper reflected.

It didn't sound to bad. These definitely weren't the evil child killing rebels I'd been told about as a kid. Blade then grabbed my arm and drew me to one side.

"Now don't you be getting any ideas Farm boy, this is the enemy you're having a friendly chat with, not your god damn squad mate." He whispered at me harshly.

"I know that! But he doesn't seem that bad..."

Blade was about to reply, when Harper looked back and asked if everything was alright.

"Yeah we're fine thanks." I moved away from Blade in anger. How could he be dubious about where my loyalties lay? I was one hundred percent committed to the UNSC.

"So." I began, resuming conversation. What's your view on the Covenant?"

*************************

Switch crouched on the soft, loamy rocks, and confirmed it.

"They were definitely here all right."

Rook and the Spartans were stood around him, arms folded in expectation.

"Well what happened to them?" Rook asked.

After Blade and Farm boy had failed to return last night, the squad decided to go looking for them. Eventually, they tracked them down to the shore of the sea, and Switch was trying to work out what had happened.

"Well, from what I can deduce, they were talking with each other, when suddenly, and this is judging from the depth of the print nearest to the water, they jumped into the sea." Said Switch.

"Why the heck would they do that?"

"I don't know. Perhaps they were attacked?"

That would make sense, Switch thought. Farm boy and Blade were talking, they get ambushed, and jump into the water to escape. Then the Aliens, or whoever attacked them cover up their tracks.

"Perhaps." Reflected Michael. "Now what should we do?"

Switch looked up into the sky, the blazing light of Epsilon Indi illuminating his black armour.

"We find them. Luckily, transmitters aren't just in our suits, I took the liberty of ordering some tracking chips about six months ago that went...well...inside us. I haven't had time to place one on Farm boy yet, but Blade's should be live and kicking."

"What? When the hell did you do that?" Rook exclaimed.

"I knew you wouldn't agree to it Rook, so I just slipped it into your cereal on day."

"And you didn't even tell-" Rook was then cut off by Switch.

"Unfortunately, the only way to receive the chips signal is through a direct satellite link. And unfortunately, we don't have the equipment on us to do that. However, I'm sure the Covenant do, and if I could have a look at some of their equipment, I'm sure I could rework it to our favour."

"So where do we go then?" Michael asked, speaking for him and the other Spartans.

"We go where we were going to go all along. To the Waterfall, and that mysterious ruin the Covenant were skulking about.


[Edited on 05.19.2009 2:05 PM PDT]

  • 05.19.2009 2:03 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 29 now available)

***********************

We'd been invited to Commander Mains' private quarters, an envious looking URF soldier came and told us. In his hands, he held two suits that would be appropriate for a formal dinner. We bid farewell to Lieutenant Harper, and went to get changed.

"I'm telling you lad, I don't look good in a suit." Blade once again protested, adjusting his tie yet again as we walked down the corridor to Mains' room.

"You? Look at me! I feel ridiculous." And I did, in my white shirt, black suit, and formal tie. The last time I'd worn something like it had been to my Great-Grandfather's funeral.

Blade had refused to shave his spidery, white beard, and it ill suited his crisp new tutored. His greying hair had been combed into some semblance of neatness, as had mine.

"Bah! You're young, young people always look good in suits. Anyway, quiet now."

Blade leaned his hand against the large mahogany door, preparing a grand entrance. His brow furrowed when the door wouldn't move. A voice called from the other side of the door.

"Ah, you pull it!" Mains shouted, and with a sheepish expression Blade grasped the golden handle and pulled, revealing the room within.

It was very grand, a long, teak table was stretched from one side of the room to the other, and beautiful red carpets graced the floor. On the walls were multiple trophies, ranging from stuffed animal heads, to newspaper clippings, to what looked like...

"Are those UNSC medals?" I asked in disbelief.

A pained expression crossed across Mains' face.

"Ah yes, those, I um...well, I used to be in the ODST 4th Battalion. I got quite a few medals. But then I realised how ridiculous the USNC were acting in trying to rule the whole galaxy with an iron tight dictatorship, and I quit. Now please, sit, sit."

I drew out a chair, and sat down at the table. In front of me was a long line of lidded dishes, my hungry stomach was fantasising about what was under them. I hadn't eaten a nice meal since the Covenant first attacked Harvest.

"It was nice of you to invite us here sir." Blade spoke formally.

"Sir? I won't stand for it, not at my own dinner table. Call me Scott, please." Mains argued.

"So em...Scott. Why did you ask us to attend your dinner?" I asked curiously.

"They'll be plenty of time for talk later, for now, let's eat!"

I couldn't disagree with him, I was starving. Mains removed the steel lid of one of the plates, revealing a chicken dripping with warm, tasty fat. Roast potatoes were arranged around it in a garnish.

Right now, mouldy bread and cheese would have been a feast to me, so I was practically salivating. For the next half hour, I ate in perfect silence, breaking it occasionally when asking if it was okay if I could get more. Finally, I realised I could eat no more and collapsed into my chair, satisfied.

"So, down to business." Began Mains. "Lieutenant Harper has told me of your prowess at the shooting range today, he said you could do with some work with the Battle Rifle James, but apparently your sniping was impeccable. As for you Andrew, well, I expected no less from a fellow retired ODST."

"Thanks you." Me and Blade spoke in unison.

"Anyway, I'm glad we have you two. Most of the people who join us are complete freshmen, they couldn't tell the butt of a rifle from it's head. It's nice to have people who know how to fight. Which is why I would like to present you each with these."

He reached into the pocket of his beige trench coat, and drew out two small pieces of material. Sergeant Lapels.

"I'm promoting each of you to Sergeant, together you'll be in charge of a squad of ten. I'm expecting great results."

I was speechless. I knew the ranks weren't official UNSC, but I still felt privileged.

"Thank you sir-Scott." I hastened out. Blade gave a short, curt thanks. He wasn't impressed.

"Yes, well, we'll talk specifics later men, but now I think desert is arriving. I hope you aren't full."


[Edited on 05.19.2009 2:14 PM PDT]

  • 05.19.2009 2:04 PM PDT

I liked that part and i can see this can keep going and be really cool at the end

  • 05.19.2009 5:11 PM PDT
Subject: halo 3:recon- the prologue....written in first person!!

Member since January 26, 2008 and still kicking more ass in Crysis than yesterday.

Wait... what?

Posted by: Ciaran
Cheating is ok.

Posted by: Omelet Pants
Posted by: Wolverfrog
Posted by: Omelet Pants
Posted by: Wolverfrog
Posted by: Omelet Pants
Can you add a love scene with Miranda Keyes? Make sure to talk about her boobies and such.


please, don't taint this thread with rubbish like that, if you want scenes like that, write your own story

But I'm not a good writer. And you should know that a naked love scene would attract more people.


please, i have only just started, what do you want, a 15 year old recruit stumbling into a janinters closet with a women in one hand and an oversized gun in another? please.

No, that would be kind of cheesy. Maybe something like Master Chief coming back from a bloody battle and Miranda comforts him by making love to him. But I'll leave that up to you.


Oh no, Racialist pants is back to haunt me.

  • 05.19.2009 5:51 PM PDT

my new GT is Moth Zero

oh man, this gets better and better

  • 05.19.2009 10:46 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 29 now available)

Hey, Its UnquietEmu! Please check out my fileshare map Emu Base!

wow what you have is really cool... perhaps when your done you should write machinima, only because it it would be a great way to show others your creativity.
why you may ask? well its because many more people are into machinima than reading storys off posts.
P.S. i love the story

[Edited on 05.19.2009 11:40 PM PDT]

  • 05.19.2009 11:40 PM PDT

Why thank you. I have thought about Machinima, certainly. And if I ever manage to get a capture card, I will. But for now I'll just write this and Insurrection.

Good to see a few new (And old!) people are reading.

  • 05.19.2009 11:49 PM PDT

-eddy!
huh! What? It was the other guy, honest! ;)
'it was a sniper!' looks down at my sniper
uhh yeah? hes got one too. XD

oh man, thats funny as hell
2 ODSTs leading URF lol, thats going to be great
keep it up!

  • 05.19.2009 11:53 PM PDT

By the power of truth, I, while living, have conquered the universe.

I couldn't disagree with him, I was starving. Mains removed the steel lid of one of the plates, revealing a chicken dripping with warm, tasty fat. Roast potatoes were arranged around it in a garnish.

Mmmmmmm, I wanna roast dinner!

Great part, one of my favourites so far actually.

  • 05.20.2009 8:01 AM PDT
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I read all of the story so far and it is extremely well written, good job.

  • 05.20.2009 10:11 AM PDT

my new GT is Moth Zero

Posted by: Wolverfrog

Good to see a few new (And old!) people are reading.


hey! don't think you can come to the gallery and get away with jokes like this. I'm watching you..

  • 05.20.2009 10:55 AM PDT
Subject: halo 3:recon- the prologue....written in first person!!

Join a fun and extremely active group. Forge, Machinima, Halo
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great stuff man! keep up the writing!

  • 05.20.2009 11:19 PM PDT
Subject: [Story] Memoirs of an ODST (Part 29 now available)

Posted by: Dropship dude
No, acnboy. Spartain Ken 15 is a lesser being. Much like the bacteria that lives in your shi­t.
Posted by: mike120593
My shi­t bacteria takes offense to that comparison.

Don't make me lel. You won't like me when I lel.

Great chapter, but you may want to proofread it a little, I noticed a few grammatical errors.
Don't take it badly, just an observation.

[Edited on 05.21.2009 1:39 AM PDT]

  • 05.21.2009 1:39 AM PDT