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As he crossed the barrier between the two worlds, he suddenly felt something impact him. He felt constricted, forced backward by something. He could feel his suit straining against some invisible pressure. Everything appeared blurred, dimmed, and he couldn't find out why. Suddenly, as something passed by his face, he realized what was happening: the spirits that were invading the reality he knew were everywhere here, to the point where he was practically swimming through them. Immediately, he pulled his weapon out and opened fire. The closest spirits to him simply desintegrated, while ones further back were simply thrown aside by the force of the blast. He was in their realm now, so his weapon was affecting the very matter they were made of. He looked back to see the portal. Though in his world it seemed suspended by nothing, here it had a massive structure surrounding it, apparently feeding it power. A cold grin passed his face as he continued to blast his way to the objective. The timer in his HUD told him he had a little over an hour left by the time he had appropriately "seasoned" the structure with charges. He'd have to time this just right, or he'd be stuck in here with these things for longer than he'd care to stay, to say the least. Now he just had to hold them off for that time... He prepped his weapon once more, bracing for the hordes that would come.

  • 07.30.2004 11:23 PM PDT
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Excommunicado looked at his opponent. His eyes held secrets deeper than he could only imagine. Struggling to not be lost in their depth, he tried to put forth all the hatred he could muster. He tried to channel his angst he had felt for the past 19 years... But this rage was marred by sorrow...
For once he felt no rage, he found peace staring into the eyes of this behemoth, who wanted direly to kill him. He wanted to fall back into her arms...

The Weaver took a step forward, rippling through Excommunicado's mind. The memory, the vision, the happiness was torn from him. This bastard would keep him from passing on, keep him from rejoining his past life.
This bastard sought to crush others lives, sending them through the same torment he had felt.

A new hatred rose in him, one far deeper and sinister than any he had felt before.

He was Excommunicado. He was the lord of shadow. He would not allow this demonic wretch, fate, to spite him again.

Solid in absolute readiness to take the test- to determine his destiny.

Excommunicado ripped his sword from its sheath, empowered by energies surging through him. He clenched his teeth and revealed his resolve to the Weaver.

Fear flickered in the opponents eyes. The mist curling around him exposed him, rather than shrouded him.

Swords met. At every meeting of steel, at every harrowing clang, combatants eyes met, sharing the absolute feeling of dire importance.
The Weaver shoved Excommunicado, throwing him to the dirt.

Excommunicado lay, slowly regaining stature. The Weaver, anxious to claim victory leapt at his rising foe with an urgent and unplanned vigor.
He sent his sword down upon Excommunicado.

It seemed as if time had frozen.
This moment determined not only Excommunicado's destiny, but the destiny of all existence.

Excommunicado wrenched his sword upwards with newfound and dumbfounding strength, shattering his opponents blade.

Now, towering over his disarmed foe, he uttered his final triumphant proclaimation, "My fate, subservient. My doom has befallen you. Let me be honored... At last..." He let fall his bane, hewing the fel manipulator in two.

The jewel laden Weaver began to dissapate in a quivering blue cloud, spreading outward.

Excommunicado fell to his knees and plummetted his sword into the earth, never releasing his grasp upon it. He could see her again. She was more than a shadow of the past.

A single tear fell from Excommunicado's eye, staining the morbid, blood soaked grass. His mourning was over.

The blue cloud billowed up, encasing Excommunicado, entombing him, enthroning him. Then, in a flash, the cloud contracted into nothing, leaving the sword, the war, his tainted legacy, and this stage of his life journey behind.



And fate, conquested. Honor upheld.




Exeunt Excommunicado.

[Edited on 7/31/2004 12:05:59 AM]

  • 07.31.2004 12:05 AM PDT
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It was a gruesome hour, but as the final few seconds ticked away, he readied himself to quickly move through the portal. The tide of spirits assaulting his position had not ebbed since he set foot in this nightmarish realm, but he stood firm through it all, and was about ready to make his exit back to reality, when his weapon began to weaken. The constant drain on his suit's energy had taken it's toll, and now the demonic spectres closed in about him. He glanced at the time remaining; a mere 15 seconds. Of all the times.... but it was no use. The spirits instantly swarmed him, hurtling themselves desprately at him in an attempt to pass through His armor. The strain was tremendous.

12 seconds

The pressure shifted within him, and instead of the spirits trying to crush him, they now were attempting to rip him apart. His suit was holding... for now. He conserved his strength for one final burst, one exertion to complete his task.

5 seconds

Just. Hold. On. They were almost breaking through, almost... the finest cracks were forming in the suit, tearing open and revealing him to his foes. Just a few more seconds and–

NOW

With one final push, He flung them off; all of them. They could no longer contain him. A shockwave of energy ripped outward from his form, hurtling them away into the void of their realm. Swiftly he activated the explosives and shot through the portal before it collapsed from the inside. He felt the small vents in his suit leak as he flew through the air on the other side of the wormhole. For a moment he saw the ground beneath him, felt the heat of the explosion on his back, even through his suit. Then the impact of the blast hit and completely disoriented him. The last thing he remembered before everything went blinding white was looking up at the sky, half blue, half blood red, and everything was shaking and spinning at once...

From space, the Celer Manus Dei observed the warp gate's collapse as the internal generator was destroyed. It unleashed the equivalent of a 40 megaton blast when it folded in on itself. The second that Dolorous could lock on to his soldier's signal, he teleported him back to the ship.

"Well, that was a pain." he said to himself, "But at least it's over... for now."

He left the rest of the planet's defenses to mop up and lanced the CMD deep into space.


P.S. I know my writing hasn't been up to par this time around, but I'm working on it. I've been kinda rushed. Signing off for the night, later all.

  • 07.31.2004 12:10 AM PDT
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Alright ime back what did i miss

  • 07.31.2004 4:38 AM PDT
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"Immersion is playing Half-Life and not noticing your house is burning down."- Paul Barnett

The most awesome thing ever!

Posted by: Blue Elite 1000
Alright ime back what did i miss


Ditto

  • 07.31.2004 6:07 AM PDT
Subject: I'm surrounded by idiots...i take offense that you take offense...

It was a cold day near the southern base in Blood Gulch. Cortana and I were relaxing over a game of Go Fish, WHEN OUT OF NO WHERE 700 BANSHEES CAME FLYING IN!!! I GRABED MY SPARTAN LASER AND LET HELL REIGN DOWN UPON THEM. I HOPPED IN THE NEAREST WARTHOG AND TOLD CORTANA TO GET IN.

ooh hey Dolorous! Hows it goin?

Pinks fortress is nearing completion. As pink wanders through his halls, he passes his now fully stocked with customized armor and wepons. He now recalls the 1000 workers sent to build the completed garrisons, sends 500 to join his main army which now numbers 5000, and the other 500 to become his spec. ops force.
Pink ordered the 500 to be split as follows, in order to be able to have each group capeable of completing a mission if communication is unavailable.

1 commander giving orders
2 toon leaders commanding 250 each
5 toon leaders commanding each 50

  • 07.31.2004 7:06 AM PDT
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"Immersion is playing Half-Life and not noticing your house is burning down."- Paul Barnett

The most awesome thing ever!

Pink, please classify your troops, it makes it easier. See page 4 for ideas.

  • 07.31.2004 7:27 AM PDT

It was a cold day near the southern base in Blood Gulch. Cortana and I were relaxing over a game of Go Fish, WHEN OUT OF NO WHERE 700 BANSHEES CAME FLYING IN!!! I GRABED MY SPARTAN LASER AND LET HELL REIGN DOWN UPON THEM. I HOPPED IN THE NEAREST WARTHOG AND TOLD CORTANA TO GET IN.

oh

My troops are 4000 skilled vetrens from past wars and 1000 automations

  • 07.31.2004 7:30 AM PDT
Subject: Back to the end of everything and it's mother...

Five Tenets of Bungie.net Forum Life:
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4. Watch out for low-flying defense drones.
5. Seven is not optional, but rather, an inevitability.

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Posted by: Blue Elite 1000
Alright ime back what did i miss


Ditto


Ditto x2.

  • 07.31.2004 8:03 AM PDT
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I came back with a new head since i got shot there. i brought scottish clansmen on llama mounts and they rode down to fight the Alien swarms i called myself. Little did i know that they had infested Predators and created Predaliens that were extremely strong. I found that the clansmen did nothing and i send i distress call to anyone near the planet LV-426 to help me, because the Aliens will soon find the underground mines of the Human colonies and create a swarm too large and will find a way to travel to other worlds. =Distress call! Requesting support on LV-426!=

  • 07.31.2004 8:20 AM PDT
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My troops are the elite. They are already veterns and my fleet is massive.

  • 07.31.2004 9:03 AM PDT
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I feel my soul leave the material plain and land on the surface of the spirit world as do my men behind me. Bluish mist seems to cover everthing. Long grasses covers hills as far as the eye can see. Forests line mountains far to the west. Wraits past but heed no puase. I go out in search to find the one who sent forth the spirit army.

  • 07.31.2004 9:09 AM PDT
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Cassa at this same moment is waiting for her opponent on top of a destroyed pillar that once was part of a great toweer that overlooksed the city now the city is as black as ash and buldings crumble. While chemical fires continue to burn.

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what did i miss

  • 07.31.2004 9:13 AM PDT
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alright blue elite Cassa is the only one left of my people alive the rest have gone to the spirit world to attack the leader of a spirit army. Tango is attacking my home. So Cassa and him are deuling for the leadership of the planet.

  • 07.31.2004 9:16 AM PDT
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OK ile send some teams to help cassa

  • 07.31.2004 9:18 AM PDT
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No its a deul and Cassa has pretty much gone suicidal.

  • 07.31.2004 9:19 AM PDT
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ok do you need help

  • 07.31.2004 9:22 AM PDT
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not at the moment i am waiting for tango to come for the deul after he has become a bloody mess i may need your help.

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  • 07.31.2004 9:22 AM PDT
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ok ile watch a movei whaile i wait

  • 07.31.2004 9:27 AM PDT
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by the gods where is tango i want this deul to get started.

  • 07.31.2004 9:29 AM PDT

Five Tenets of Bungie.net Forum Life:
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2. Blame-ability thy name is stosh.
3. Bungie has no control over retail prices.
4. Watch out for low-flying defense drones.
5. Seven is not optional, but rather, an inevitability.

What do I kill now?

  • 07.31.2004 9:39 AM PDT
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Lets kill each other

  • 07.31.2004 9:40 AM PDT
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Hmm... nothing much right now

  • 07.31.2004 9:40 AM PDT
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lets make up another attack by some big stupid alien race. I know lets copy starship troopers

  • 07.31.2004 9:43 AM PDT