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The American Forgers

Here is a little contest for you to obtain a xbox live code. Take
this picture and use it to make a great story. Best story will receive the code.

P.S. we will have future giveaways, but they will be for our group only, these prizes will include, but are not limited to, recon helmet, and live codes.

Note contest ends tomorrow when I end it.

[Edited on 08.10.2011 3:57 PM PDT]

  • 08.10.2011 3:24 PM PDT

ITS FAKE

  • 08.10.2011 3:28 PM PDT

The American Forgers


Posted by: tjhallhalo07
ITS FAKE
You don't know till you try. what do you have to lose, a paragraph of typing? You don't have to join the group for this one and this one only.

  • 08.10.2011 3:30 PM PDT

Once apon a time when the spartans where just created on of them felt really bored and he made love to a calculator. After 9 months of long waiting a baby warhog was borned. The female spartan took of her eva armor and have milk to the warhog until he was big and strong. Once it entered matchmaking he lost his father in one of the millin matches. Many years later in a btb match he found his now big and strong warhog riden by a disgrafull elite!!! He was so ashamed in the match he called all the spartans betrayed and killed the elites. From then the mathc was called batrayal.

  • 08.10.2011 3:34 PM PDT

THE STORY IS SHOOT THE CAR JOE NO JOE NO JOE DONT JOE I WILL NO DONT OK JOE SAID

  • 08.10.2011 3:34 PM PDT

ARE YOU A BUNGIE MEMBER?

  • 08.10.2011 3:37 PM PDT

The American Forgers


Posted by: tjhallhalo07
ARE YOU A BUNGIE MEMBER?

No I just have codes

  • 08.10.2011 3:40 PM PDT

ITS FOR HALO REACH IS IT IS IT?

  • 08.10.2011 3:42 PM PDT

The American Forgers


Posted by: tjhallhalo07
ITS FOR HALO REACH IS IT IS IT?
The recon helmet is

  • 08.10.2011 3:43 PM PDT

IS THER MORE CODES

[Edited on 08.10.2011 3:47 PM PDT]

  • 08.10.2011 3:45 PM PDT

The American Forgers

xbox live codes, we are also working on more codes. The more members we get, the more codes we will do. So tell your friends.

  • 08.10.2011 3:49 PM PDT

How many stories does need to submit until you give the code

  • 08.10.2011 3:50 PM PDT

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Posted by: WoodiestLeaf8
How many stories does need to submit until you give the code
I'm going to end it sometime tomorrow, or 50 stories. Which ever comes 1st.

  • 08.10.2011 3:52 PM PDT

OK

  • 08.10.2011 3:52 PM PDT

Our troops are facing towards the Sun,
Stepping on the earth of Motherland,
Carrying the nation's hope,
We are an indomitable power!
Our troops are facing towards the Sun;
Marching towards the final victory
And the liberation of entire country!

How about a serious story? Can a get a equal prize for a good serious one?

  • 08.10.2011 3:54 PM PDT

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Posted by: BeguiledEnd
How about a serious story? Can a get a equal prize for a good serious one?
Ill change it to best story.

  • 08.10.2011 3:57 PM PDT

GET IN THE CAR THE GUY SAID I GOT TO P GET IN NO OK AND THE GUY RAN OVER THE GIRL AND THE GIRLS BOYFRIND KILLED THE GUY AND THE BOYFRIND TEA BAGED THE GUY THE END

  • 08.10.2011 4:08 PM PDT

1LUV

One dark knight, two spartans were questioning their orders.

"I don't get why the commander needs Mcdonald's so late at night.", one of them says.

"You know he's depressed, his wife just cheated on him with a beluga whale.", the other spartan replied.

There was a silence.

"What if...", one spartan started, "...what if we gave him a salad?".

The other spartan gasped.

"ARE YOU INSANE?!?"

"Hear me out, if we gave him a salad...he might feel better. Healthy eating means a healthy mentality, right?"

"I guess you're right..."

A car suddenly pulls up to the sidewalk right where the two spartans are standing.

The man behind the wheel chuckles and enthusiastically asks in a deep grizzled voice, "You need some salad, eh?"

THE END

  • 08.10.2011 8:07 PM PDT

Our troops are facing towards the Sun,
Stepping on the earth of Motherland,
Carrying the nation's hope,
We are an indomitable power!
Our troops are facing towards the Sun;
Marching towards the final victory
And the liberation of entire country!

John shielded his eyes from the piercing gale charging over the city, tightly packed within his jacket lay a regulation Magnum, silenced, perfect for his business. Though insurrectionists were prime on the UNSC priorities his trade was followed with equal fervor by authorities. The Illicit drug trade.

Behind him leaned a passive leather suitcase against a plain white wall. Buried in the interior of this unassuming container was a prize worth 1 million credits packed into the size of a 6 sided die. True, the covenant had brought terror upon humanity for years, but as curiosity consumed survivors they discovered that Covenant hallucinogenics were far strong, more pure, and much more deadly.

This was the pinnacle for drug dealers ,a morbidly addicted product with a large consumer base with no oversight. John glanced down, checking his valuable goods.

100 Meters ahead, a gold plated Warthog silently crept toward him, its gilded frame reflecting the faint glow of twin moons. It slid to a quiet halt in front of him, as a pale, richly jeweled kingpin leaned out.

"You have it?" The man demanded with quivering hands.

"Yes" John Replied,"Do you have the money?"

"I feel that I'm going to get this for free and you're the one that's going to give me it for free."

John felt the barrel of an assault rifle press against his neck, along with a troubling feminine voice.

"Give it up, the product or your life."

John tore out a grenade from his coat. As he pulled the pin his last words were defiant.

"The boss doesn't take kindly to deception."

I don't got anymore time, so THE END

And to make it funny WHO TURNED YOUR WATER BACK ON?

[Edited on 08.10.2011 9:04 PM PDT]

  • 08.10.2011 9:01 PM PDT

The American Forgers


Posted by: BeguiledEnd
John shielded his eyes from the piercing gale charging over the city, tightly packed within his jacket lay a regulation Magnum, silenced, perfect for his business. Though insurrectionists were prime on the UNSC priorities his trade was followed with equal fervor by authorities. The Illicit drug trade.

Behind him leaned a passive leather suitcase against a plain white wall. Buried in the interior of this unassuming container was a prize worth 1 million credits packed into the size of a 6 sided die. True, the covenant had brought terror upon humanity for years, but as curiosity consumed survivors they discovered that Covenant hallucinogenics were far strong, more pure, and much more deadly.

This was the pinnacle for drug dealers ,a morbidly addicted product with a large consumer base with no oversight. John glanced down, checking his valuable goods.

100 Meters ahead, a gold plated Warthog silently crept toward him, its gilded frame reflecting the faint glow of twin moons. It slid to a quiet halt in front of him, as a pale, richly jeweled kingpin leaned out.

"You have it?" The man demanded with quivering hands.

"Yes" John Replied,"Do you have the money?"

"I feel that I'm going to get this for free and you're the one that's going to give me it for free."

John felt the barrel of an assault rifle press against his neck, along with a troubling feminine voice.

"Give it up, the product or your life."

John tore out a grenade from his coat. As he pulled the pin his last words were defiant.

"The boss doesn't take kindly to deception."

I don't got anymore time, so THE END

And to make it funny WHO TURNED YOUR WATER BACK ON?


Congragulations, you have won, please join our group to try in the future.

  • 08.11.2011 1:01 PM PDT