- last post: 01.01.0001 12:00 AM PDT
I am kinda "The god of halo" in my small town outside chicago. and a couple of people in my school didnt believe I was the best in the town. They all said they'd challenge me in a 4v4. Them 4 vs. my 3 friends. I said I had a system link, 2 xboxs, 2 TV;s, and 8 controllers. We were set. This was all taped too, so if you have any questions thats how I remembered.
First thing that happens, when they came to my house they had 3 other people with thtem whot hey said would be switching off with them because they didnt think I was the truth either. So I said "Why dont we just go for a 1 versus seven."
They agreed
Next thing I knew I was losing 34 to 6 on team slayer, no time limit, on Chill Out..
I was having some problems.Of course, they camped in one room running and swithcing around to places I didnt know. i was running blindly into rooms being stupiud and cocky. But of course, I always had a trick up my sleeve when I thought about it. So I ran straight to the shotgun, and then ran over to tje sniper rifle. untouched, and quat and hobbled. I camped, and camped, and camped, BOOM! First shotgun went off, Ricky was dead (34-7) I went "Wow, lucky me". And they started talking trash
"lucky shot, whatever"
"Shut up your losing"
etc..
I went to the broken bridge, threw a sticky on frank. BOOM. He took 2 with him. 34-10. I jumped down and went up the walkway tot he rocket launcher. I jumped ont he ledge and sniped 4 coming out of the doorway at the top level. 34-14. 20 kills behind. I can make it. I sat there wordless when they would scrunch their faces into the ball heads they were. Next thing I knew frankie wanted revenge. So he ran on the ledge and started ARing me until I had one Health bar left. Uh oh, STICKY GRENADE! He blew up and I jumped onto the bottom and grabbed some health. Full HP, Full Sheilds, 19 kills behind. Whoa, I almost can have this. I decided againt o go to the camping spot. I sat and sat until i picked some people up on my radar. I threw a grenade and it blew up in their face. I had killed 4 people. Oh god, 34-19. Ah, 15 kills behind. They sat there pressing their buttons almost breaking my controller. When I paused my game and said
"Hey lets bet on it. If I win, you all owe me ten dollars, and if I lose, I will pre reserve halo 2 for you guys."
They agreed gradually and said OK
I was once again in a pickle (49-19) they had almost had it. I was so close to losing. I ran to my trustly shotgun and got shot in the side of the face, with luckily 1 health bar left. I hit him with my pistol and grabbed the shottie. Comeback Kid. I ran down halls with my trigger finger just pinching the back of the controller. I had got a Running Riot. Oh god I was loving it. 49-29. Eventually I had thought why not grab the sniper, so I ran twords it but someone had it. I shot him in the face and said "Thats mine -blam!-"
And then I sniped a couple, 49-32. The incredible comeback. I shottied and shottied on and on (im trying to finish the story faster) and eventually had had it within 2 kills. it was 47-49. I told them lets take a break, and they gladly agreed. we all walked to the kitchen table and ate pizza I ordered. We had all of our games paused but one person. He was still in the room lookgin for me on the map. He found me, and pointed his shotgun next to my head. I didnt know, so he walked in the room all cool and ate with us. When we got back on our chairs I said "Good Luck, and anyone can be killed, thats why I have my sniper, read, set, go!"
We started and I head BACHOOM! I thought i was dead, but my trigger finger was happy. My sniper rifle had killed the cheater. I was so happy and I yelled "YES!" so loud the neighborhood woke up. And then it was on. Two more kills. One shot in my sniper. No shottie bullets. I camped. I thoguth I was screwed, but then I saww two people lined up. I sat there starting at them while they tried trading weapons, and I neer thought you could kill two with one shot. I tried it
It didnt work.
One fell to the ground but the other stood there. I was sitting in awe as he ran twords me. It was frankie. I immediatly thought "Sticky TIME!" and got one on him. I ran off the ledge and went under the slope walkway. and I heard BOOSH "Game, Over"
Postgame Carnage Report,
I had won...50-49.
Most amazing thing ive done :D