- RakoKoro
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The soldiers, the lovers, the cowards, the brave
We're all on this world, we got what we gave
First off, does everyone remember this Haloday Cheer picture posted by none other than Bungie a few years ago?
Anyway, I have a poem for all of you celebrating any holiday, an abbreviated and paraphrased version of a very famous poem:
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the stars,
Not a covie was stirring, not even the Kig-Yars
The helmets were hung on Infinity with care,
In hopes that Santa Chief soon would be there
The Spartans were nestled all in their cryo-beds,
While visions of recon danced in their heads
And Halsey in her lab coat, and Keyes with his badge,
Had just conceived Miranda, for he got all up in her vag!
When out in vast space arose a slipspace portal,
And Cortana, while watching, let out a great chortle!
For Santa Chief has come, baring guns and grenades,
Flying with him through space, his eight helpers swayed!
"Now Arby! Now, Didact! Now, Carter and Kat!
On now, to Requiem, High Charity and Back!
Now Jorge! Now, Spark! Now, BornStellar and Buck!
Onward we go, to make this Christmas not suck!"
And so to each Spartan, Marine and ODST,
They're helmets were filled with sentinel beams,
But the Gravemind and Truth, they got nothing at all
Except perhaps a great big kick in the balls!
Merry Christmas, and Happy Halodays, Ladies and Gentlemen of the Flood!
EDIT: Oh, I guess I forgot what we all can discuss. Post your own Christmas stories, and how Halo has connected with your Christmas through the years, I guess!
[Edited on 12.24.2012 9:29 PM PST]