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Subject: Create a halo story.
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Hey Liton - mind if i start another thread on FanFics? i wanted to put like a page or two into it so people could tell me what they thought - last time i started a thread based on someone else's threads - last night, actually, when i made a trivia question as SPARTAN 00029 was making a series of his own - i got flamed.

You could put your stuff in it, too. I wantt to start a new one, and not continue in this one, because i'm an attention whore, and it'd sorta be taking over yours - or, at least would seem like an attempt.

Whaddya think?

  • 05.19.2004 6:36 PM PDT
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This is my story. =P

Reference: HBO

  • 05.19.2004 6:37 PM PDT
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Posted by: SPARTAN 021
Hey Liton - mind if i start another thread on FanFics? i wanted to put like a page or two into it so people could tell me what they thought - last time i started a thread based on someone else's threads - last night, actually, when i made a trivia question as SPARTAN 00029 was making a series of his own - i got flamed.

You could put your stuff in it, too. I wantt to start a new one, and not continue in this one, because i'm an attention whore, and it'd sorta be taking over yours - or, at least would seem like an attempt.

Whaddya think?


SPARTAN 021, you can do it, I don't have the time to do the trivia tonight.

  • 05.19.2004 6:38 PM PDT
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yeah sure, and spartan00029 is my friend lol! But ok, and i tried to enter my stuff but it' had to manny words, I'll try again, but sure make one

  • 05.19.2004 6:38 PM PDT
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That story scares me

  • 05.19.2004 6:38 PM PDT
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AAAAAAAAAAAAA, my butt is numb! well that was random, oh and make a link to your thing so I can post there.

  • 05.19.2004 6:39 PM PDT
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Did you guys read the story I saw on HBO? I thought it was funny:

Click here.

  • 05.19.2004 6:42 PM PDT
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Hey I wonder if Eric Nylund goes to the forums? Hey! post if you are Eric Nylund!
My favorite author, he can do the one thing I can't, write battle scenes.

  • 05.19.2004 6:42 PM PDT
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Liton, I am writing a battle scene, it is back before the Fall of Reach and during the time john (MC) was battling the covenant on Reach. It is tight, give me until friday, i'll start a new thread, it is pretty cool.

  • 05.19.2004 6:45 PM PDT
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My story, please read all of it and participate in the little thing at the end.

Gallingher II
1856 Hours May 29, 2553 (Military Calendar)

Private Sena could feel his lungs collapsing from the heat all around him. Sweat ran down his mud covered face. He had gotten lucky to of found cover. Hundreds of flashes painted silohuettes of green and blue against the night sky. He clutched his chest and leaned forward trying to regain his breath. Sena heard his own heart pound in his inner ear as a symphony of rifle fire and plasma weapons went off all around him. The sounds of pain and hate crept in and over took his mind. He couldn't take it.

Flashes of his life before joining the marines flashed before his eyes. Warm food, a bed, his father teaching him of days before the Covenant,... his girlfriend that refused to let him go as the MPs took him aboard a UNSC transoprt ship. Tears began to form at the last of these memories. Sena rocked back and forth cradling his MA5B as he did so. The marine almost snapped as he felt a hand grab his shoulder.

" You all right Private? " the fellow marine asked looking over their cover and across the once forest, now valley. He could hear hundreds of Grunts and Jackals baying for their blood. Shade turrets and artillery fired at the humans pathetic attempt at an assault. Sena looked up half dazed from his memories. He immediately recoginzed the patch of a Master Sergeant on the man's right arm. He then answered the question witha simple nod and looked over their cover.

" What's the plan? " he asked gulping down his emotions. The Sergeant pulled out a pair of binoculars. Normally being the dead of night he'd need the nightvision on, but the Covenant provided enough light to keep a city up. He pointed down range at a group of Jackals. All had red shields. Behind them stood three Elites in black armor.

" Looks like they are running the show. " the Sergeant replied handing Sena the binoculars. He took them and looked to where he was told to. A slight cocky grin appeared on his face. He lowered the binoculars and began to laugh psychotically. He slid down the boulder they were behind and continued to laugh. The Sergeant was not pleased. He knealt down and picked the marine up by the collar. " What the hell are you laughing at boy? " he demanded.

Sena just laughed. The Sergeant smacked him across the face and he immediately stopped his stuppor.

" Now you listen here. We are going to make the assualt and take them down. Not just us. Everyone. " the Sarge said in a firm and authoritative voice. " Now do you get me? "

" Yes sir. " With that The Private was released. He kept quiet as the Sarge called the squad over the radio.

" This is Sergeant Dolneaz who left out there? " He waited a moment. No response. " I said this is Sergeant Dolneaz is anyone left? Alpha group? Bravo? Anyone there? Please respond. " A minute passed and a static filled message came through.

" This is Bravo group. We read ya sarge! *static* Lots of con-----what---ou need---ir? " Dolneaz leaned forward staring at the Covenant as they unloaded relentlessly onto the pinned down groups. A few bloody screams were heard from a distance as a mortar shot hit a squad of humans. The flash of blue was there and gone again.

" I've spotted a command group. Looks like a new type of Jackal rank and a trio of Veteran Elites. I need you boys to haul ass and make an attack on the left flank. They are stationed there. " There was an akward pause.

"We'll be right on it." Dolneaz shut down the COM channel and looked down at Sena. He sat there very stoic. He looked like he was in the mood to either kill or break. The Sergeant could not tell which of the two.

" Come on. " he said tapping the marine's helmet, " We've got to move. " Sena reluctantly stood up and loaded a fresh magazine into his assault rifle. After seeing the counter move to 60 he nodded.

" Ready sir. "

" Good. Because you are on me boy. "

The two moved out and darted in between fallen trees and raging fires. Every few moves they would stop and listen to the fire fight that seemed to have escalated. Not exactly a good sign, but it meant that Bravo group was doing their job. They continued moving in and mangaed to get a good view of the individual Covenant troops.

The shine of the chromed weapons and armor looked like a sea of fire that sprouted even more hell. It was terrifying. The pair hid behind a log and watched as five Grunts went by some ten meters away oblivious to their location. After the Covenant had passed they got back up and leveled their rifles. Once all five had their backs fully turned the pair fired 2 second burst. Luminous blue blood was splattered all over the ashen ground. It was a brief respite from all the pain those five have or, may have caused.

Sena gave one last glare and followed his Sergeant's lead. Bravo Group reported shortly thereafter that they had made good head way and were heading towards the left flank. That is despite losing 11 men in the process and another 9 wounded. But they had to continue.

Dolneaz took point and ran. There was a brief flash of thin blue light and the Sergeant suddenly dropped to the ground. Sena ran over and found him dead. Blood was splattered all over his open chest. The heart and lungs could plainly be seen. He dropped back with fear.

The marine looked at his hands that were now stained with Dolneaz' blood. They shook violently and he felt his mind fall into them. Over all the pain, all the death, he heard the sound of hooves landing on soot. He looked up with a desperate face.

Standing high was one of the Black Elites. It's jaws grinned and it leveled a plasma weapon no human had never seen before. Again the images of hsi past flew through his mind. They hit his leaving by force and he lost control of his body. The man tried to grab his rifle and shoot, but it was no good.

The Elite fired and another human life was ended in a shattered, ash stained, pile of blood and flesh.

The end.

Now can anyone guess what little signifacnt things were inside there. I threw in a bot of my own life and I want people to take a guess at what parts were in it....and what parts I want to have/ not have happen.

  • 05.19.2004 7:05 PM PDT
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The Lost Spartan: Wonders

The day was nearing it's close. The velvet red drapes of sunlight were fading as Vikki stepped into the field of deat Grunts, Elites, and Jackals. She scanned the area, searching for another lost target. She quickly viewed no threat on her threat indicator, and kneeled down.

Her MJOLNIR armor was tough, not invincible. She always forgot that. Her last opposer had taken his plasma rifle and leveled it at her face, firing like crazy. The gun had overheaded. Her added reflexes took over and sent her away from the danger, but it wasn't enough. The plasma had taken her shields down and penetrated her armor, buring her shoulder.

She opened up the hole, exposing her red, blistering skin. She took some anti-bacterial spray, squirted the stinging stuff onto the joint, and replaced the protective armor. She stood up, popped a stim pack, and sholdered her MA5B Assault rifle.

She looked over the majestic scenery of New Mambosa, except it was covered in smoke and flames. She knew, that this Covanent force of a hundred was only a scouting team for thousands. Vikki sighed, hoping that the Cheif would arrive.

She continued to dwell on returning to the UNSC. She had been lost during the cyro jettising from the Pillar of Autumn back over Threshold...and Halo...and the Flood.

She couldn't think about it now. She had to find allies and reunite with her Spartans. She only knew of the Cheif making it back. He hoped that the others made it off Reach alive. WIll, Anton, Harold, Kyle, Vanessa, Hope, Victor, Kelly, and the countless others thought to have been slain by the Covanent armada.

RED.

Her motion tracker picked up a signal, an enemy. It moved toward her to her right. She turned to meet the villian, a gold Commaner Elite, armed with a fuel rod gun. She aimed her MA5B and fired.

48 of the 60 bullets pinged off of the Elite's external shields, finally bringing them down. He charged, firing. She tucked and rolled to her left, missing the shot. She fired the last three round from her clip, and threw away the weapon. She had no more ammo, and she couldn't fight hand to hand with an Elite armed with that weapon.

However, it seemed as if Fate was on her side, as the Elite dropped the weapon and picked up two fallen needlers. Both weapons were fully loaded and ready to fire. She then remembered that she had two weapons stached away for this type of combat. SHe pulled out two SMGs, fully loaded and dirty from oil, dirt, and blood.

Both human and alien fired, dodging each other's shots untill they ran out of ammunition. The Elite dropped the guns, revealing a marine's nightmare: a Covanent Plasma Sword. This sword was different, since it was a rainbow color instead of the familiar blue. It also gave off less of a glare, allowing the user to see it without the risk of buring his eyes or slicing himself open.

Must have been an upgrade.

She looked at the dirt, ready to die. She had no time to reload, and at this range, the SMGs would do no good to a sword. Then she found an identical weapon. She switched it on, marveling at it's glowing blades, and faced her challenger.

They stared each other down and clashed. One sword swipe barely missed the Elites head, another missed her arm. A blow almost hit her in the chest, while she used the open opportunity to stab her opponent in the breast.

The Elite was stunned tht it lost the fight, and it muttered, " Semirc ruoy rof yap lliw snamuh eht. [The humans will pay for your crimes.]" Then, it buckled over and died.

She put the Covanent weapon away, hoping to send it to ONI to see if they could improve upon it. She looked at the coming night and began to plot out how to get home.

  • 05.19.2004 7:06 PM PDT
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Nice dude. Didn't have a desperate quality(and nor did mine really), but nice. Few things are...odd, but it is a Fan fic. What can ya do?

  • 05.19.2004 7:10 PM PDT

With B.B. gone, the passion of Bungie.net has lessened.

I'm currently working on a story.... Or rather, was working on a story. When school's out, I'll start working heavily on it... I've been busy, and I tend to forget things like that towards the end of the school year....

  • 05.19.2004 7:13 PM PDT
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Now those were two REALLY good storys. MUCH MUCH better then my very short comedic story *sniffles* but hey its a start! Btw good job i could never wright that much.

  • 05.19.2004 7:17 PM PDT
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That is nothing. You should read what I have posted on http://halo.bungie.org under their fan fiction. Click fan fiction and type in Hikaru-119 you can see my stuff there. Very good I have been told. I'd mainly read The Fallen: Halo 2 mostly though if I were you...it is my best and most current one.

[Edited on 5/19/2004 7:35:36 PM]

  • 05.19.2004 7:21 PM PDT
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I am in the makings of my own short story, it is about the fall of Harvest (that isnt the title). You can get the scoop here.

  • 05.19.2004 7:43 PM PDT
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Neat

  • 05.19.2004 7:45 PM PDT
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WOW, thanks for sending those stories. Does anyone have any more? I don't know what to make mine today. But I sent my story to halo.bungie.net. I hope it gets to fan fiction.

[Edited on 5/20/2004 3:04:41 AM]

  • 05.20.2004 2:59 AM PDT
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I'm going to write a new story then at saturday I will post it. I promise you the best ever seen.

  • 05.20.2004 3:13 AM PDT
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ok

  • 05.20.2004 3:06 PM PDT
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Wait, sorry guys, I know I promised my best story I've written, but my friend hogged my computer. So, I couldn't write squat for today.Again, I'm sorry. This story won't be writen. Sorry.

[Edited on 5/22/2004 10:58:58 AM]

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