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Subject: [Story] Bungie Wars (Staten Vs Sketch)

Bungie Wars

As we don't really hear from the Bungie staff all that much - except when interviewed about forthcoming projects or a snippet from them every Friday, I thought I would create a fictional war from within Bungie as the staff battle it out for supremacy.

Remember, this is a fictional piece of work so please don't take any losses personally.

Play Nice



Part One Dominance

Joseph Staten cast a watchful eye over his subjects. They had been slaving away over his next deadly project for almost a year now, with only cockroach and feta cheese sandwiches for sustenance. The stench of revolt was everywhere, or was it his socks?

Of course, only a week had past since anyone had dared to challenge him and they too had succumbed to his might. Marcus Lehto was no longer part of "The Company" he was, instead, "Part" of the building they worked in. Joseph had ordered that he be sealed in a concrete suit of Mjolnir armour and left to rot, but that course of action had left many of the other workers angry and agitated.

Suddenly, there was a rush of air. Joseph turned and saw, stood in the doorway, the familiar face of Sketch. His hair was thick with grease, his clothes were torn and his eyes contained a look of pain and bitterness.

"Your reign has lasted long enough, Joseph!" Sketch cried.

Joseph grinned. "And who will put a stop to it, you? I think not. You are not skilled in art of secrets and stories. You are no match for me."

Sketch took a step forward. "Maybe not," he uttered through gritted teeth. "But I think this rocket launcher will do the trick," he said, pulling out a M19 rocket launcher from behind his back.

Joseph's grin dropped into a more serious glare. "So, it has come to this."

"Yes," Sketch whispered.

Both men stood facing each other in a silent showdown. The other staff quickly cleared the room, but Sketch and Joseph remained each staring the other into oblivion.

Joseph knew that this time would come. He knew that there would be more challengers to his rightful dominance, especially after Marcus had been sealed alive only to be fed through a small hole in the concrete suit. Joseph knew all of this would happen, but he was a patient man. He would let Sketch make the first move. And that's exactly what he did.

Sketch quickly levelled the wide barrel of the M19 at him and squeezed the trigger. There was a faint pop before the room was filled with noise as the rockets' solid propellant was ignited. The area behind Sketch was filled with smoke from the back-blast and the projectile hurtled towards Joseph. Instinctively he side-stepped the rocket and rushed towards Sketch closing the distance between them as the wall behind was blown away. Sketch reacted with another rocket, but this time he aimed at Joseph's intended route. The rocket streaked out and detonated only a few feet in front, sending him cart-wheeling across the room and into a nearby display unit filled with models of the Master Chief.

Joseph shook his head and regained his focus. He looked up from where he lay and saw Sketch frantically trying to re-load the rocket launcher. Now was his chance. In the blink of an eye he pulled out a pair of plasma rifles and aimed them at Sketch. He briefly savoured the moment before firing a burst of super-heated plasma.

Sketch immediately abandoned his attempts at reloading and opted for some cover instead. He moved just in time as the volley of plasma splashed on the wall just behind where he had been stood only a second ago.

Joseph decided it was time to get personal and rose to full height before activating his gravity hammer. The air crackled and fizzed as the massive weapon powered up. Then, with a roar, he charged forwards in a frenzied rage, swing the hammer to and fro. Desks, chairs and even sections of the floor exploded upon impact.

Sketch replied in kind and activated his energy sword. An eerie blue-white glow filled the previously dark room. Then he too charged.

Both combatants met face to face striking and parrying attacks with deadly skill. Sketch lunged several times only to be beaten back by wide sweeps of Josephs hammer. Joseph made his own attempts at seeing off his opponent but each time he was thwarted by a well-timed parry. Then, after what seemed like hours of duelling, he seized his chance. He feinted an attack from the right and Sketch moved to block. Joseph quickly shifted his balance and struck out from the left, catching Sketch in the leg with the hammer. He fell.

Seeing his opponent helpless and exposed Joseph struck with one final swing of his hammer. Sketch roared in defiance before he was sent into the next life (probably Marathon).

With his enemy vanquished Joseph stood atop the debris and carnage and roared like thunder. He planned to enjoy his victory with a feast. The thought of roasted Soffish in Grunt sauce was something to savour for all time, but his intentions were prematurely ended as another door exploded. Sunlight filled the room and a familiar shadow walked inside.

"I was wondering when you would get here, Robert."

To be continued


[Edited on 10.14.2009 7:56 AM PDT]

  • 10.13.2009 11:40 PM PDT
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It would be funny if there was ever a game about it.... But nice though.

  • 10.14.2009 2:10 PM PDT
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Did you knew that Staten makes the funny voices of the Grunts, Jackals and Hunters.... It would be funny as hell watching him doing that kind of thing.

Could you also get to the point of the last 3 paragraphs.

  • 10.14.2009 2:13 PM PDT

Epic win.

  • 10.14.2009 2:24 PM 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.

Ha! May the ninjas look lightly upon this.

  • 10.14.2009 2:35 PM PDT

Posted by: random no337
Ha! May the ninjas look lightly upon this.


Any Bungie related fiction is allowed in the Gallery. This is as Bungie as you can get.

  • 10.14.2009 2:40 PM PDT
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*Amen, I suppose*

Posted by: random no337
Ha! May the ninjas look lightly upon this.

  • 10.14.2009 2:42 PM PDT
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Do not waste your tears, I was not born to watch the world grow dim. Life is not measured in years, but by the deeds of men.

Posted by: goldhawk
We should know better, because we are better.

0_0 Wow.
Edit: Here comes more pwnage. Don't worry Sketch marathon is a good place.

[Edited on 10.14.2009 6:19 PM PDT]

  • 10.14.2009 6:17 PM PDT

I thought it would be something different to do in the Gallery. I'll be including many members of Bungie and some forum ninja's etc...

  • 10.16.2009 12:19 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.

I think Foman and Duardo are the main mods 'round these parts, better include them. And Shishka, because he is awesome. And unforgiving.

[Edited on 10.16.2009 2:12 AM PDT]

  • 10.16.2009 2:10 AM PDT

Duely noted for future reference.

  • 10.16.2009 2:29 AM PDT