- TheUseless0ne
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- Elder Mythic Member
I am a penguin. Every day I boogie on down to the water, and eat fish. Once, while fishing in the deepest depths, I saw great Cthulhu... And he said to me "Shine, to thine own self be true. They can't tell you what to do once you've gone guru." Also, I should tell you, "slide".
Inventor of the Bombstache avatar!
They will cease to be grunts, they will become werebeasts forged from the perils of war, hardened in the fires of Hell... Straight out of Kafka, they'll be hungry for flesh that they'd normally satisfy with an entree of Spartan IIs. They'll step over entire zip codes in a single stride, open maws larger than city blocks filled with razor sharp teeth of materials foreign to our reality that make razors seem like safety scissors, and consume UNSC ships, or even Covenant ships if the former doesn't slate their appetites.
Those they consume do not hold hope of a chance as those eaten by the worms of GOW2, NO! Death is guaranteed there, blind, cold, and very deep with acidic juices that can melt the hardest metals wholesome nature provides in speeds that make one wonder if the consumed object ever existed.
They wield MAC gun stations, like those from Halo 2, duel wielded for their weapons that the aim with sniper's accuracy, and fire at 1000 rounds a minute.
The only showings of their Grunt nature, is their physical form, and speech, which still sounds the same as a normal grunt, but only a bit louder.