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No matter how many seals are killed by sharks a year, it never seems to be enough :D

Due to Rise of Harvest's current lack of success, I have decided to kill myself, no not really. I have decided to hold back on the posting of parts until further notice. I'll be filling the gap with this while I hope for Rise of Harvest to get some readers!


My name is Sam. I always hated that name, because it could be Samantha, which it isn't. For some weird ass reason, my name isn't even Samuel. The birth certificate just says Sam. My parents are weird like that, always doing non-sensical things, but that isn't even the point of this story.

This tale is about the halo career of me and my best friend, Will. My brother owns a PS3, and an Xbox 360 (red ringed--nooo!) He never played video-games with me anyway, considering I wanted to shoot things, and he wanted to kick and throw balls around. (He gave up on me with those when he came to the conclusion that all I wanted to do was destroy the ref.) So instead of playing with him, I play with Will, who brings his 360 over when we hang out. The two of us make a great team...sort of.

Me: Will, drop the goddamn flame thrower!

Will: This is the best way to kill the flood.

Me: Yeah, but you always set me on fire.

Will: Then stay back.

Me: But I wanna kill -blam!- too!

Eventually, the flame thrower runs out of ammo, and he drops it, but that wasn't the most annoying thing he did. We had fought our way across a valley, and now it was time to go inside.

Will: I'm bringing the chopper.

Me: There is no way you are going to get that in there.

Will: Don't say--

Me: That's what she said!

Well, somehow Will finds a way to get the chopper in the building. Squeezing it through the halls proved to be quite difficult.

Me: Dude, get out of the way.

Will: I'm turning, Sam.

Will reverses.

Master Chief: Aghhh!

Me: Nice, dude. You just ran me over.

I received no response. Finally, when I got fed up, I lobbed a grenade under his chopper and blew him to hell.

Arbiter: SELIRUGHALIDFUVNALWEUG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Will: Wow, really Sam?

Me: I just couldn't take it anymore.

Well, he killed me a few times, then we carried on. I might sound like an ass, which I kind of am, but Will and I are like brothers to each other, without the fights. Well, that concludes part one of night one. There is more, getting progressively ridiculous the later it got.



[Edited on 11.18.2009 2:30 PM PST]

  • 11.18.2009 1:17 PM PDT