(I’m so happy we’re back!)
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> (I’m so happy we’re back!)
(Me too!!! I am jumping around in circles In real life Im so excited for Halo to come back to life!!!)
(this new user interface runs so much faster and looks a million times cleaner. loving the new look).
The Pub’s blast doors slam shut, covering the windows as well and sealing the bar, right before Fred reaches them, his momentum carrying him into the door with a SPLAT. It begins its rapid decent, until finally it smashes into the surface, off track from the firebase it was aimed at. As it touches the ground, the blast doors peel back, leaving it sealed by conventional methods, with only windows to look out onto the surface.
“Ummm…guys. I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore…” Joe said, while looking out at the bleak surface. Pelicans and drop pods start to streak down from the Infinity, mostly slamming into the same vicinity.
“Guys?” Joe repeated.
Fred sat up, dazed. The first thing he saw was Sam rapidly kissing the floor. “Uh…Sam? What are you doing?”
Sam looked up, his lips no longer attached to the ground. “Um, looking for my glasses, yeah…can’t find them,” he replied, just starting to fumble around on the ground, not quite realizing they were still firmly set on his face.
Fred rolled his eyes. “So now what do we do? Can we go out now?”
Joe looked around at the members of the pub who were strewn around, in a menagerie of broken glasses, various types of booze, stools, bar games, and items from the kitchen. “Is it safe? Can we breathe? What’s the infection like? I don’t think we should leave the safety of this place,” he pondered, stealthily grabbing The Book up from next to Fred, who was still seeing stars by the door.
Dazed, FE17 pulls himself out of the Pelican’s landing gear bay
“Thank goodness that’s over… That pilot ought to be shot. Besides, I’ve been stuck in here all weekend… The landscape has changed.”
Makes a horrifying discovery
“The colors… THE COLORS ARE GONE!!!.. How will I tell anyone’s dialogue apart? KitKat! Where are you…? NOOOOOOOOO…!!!”
KitKat having heard her name being shouted walks around to the other side of the pelican
Putting her Carbine on her back she helps FE17 to his feet
Walking back over to the pelican she bangs on it
“Hurry up in there, we need to get to base…it is not safe out here!”
Looking back to FE Kit crosses her arms
“Did you need me?”
The ex-UNSC spartan Grim. Who strikes fear into his enemies. Walks into the bar.
Grim walks in and sits down at the darkest place in the pub. Were he then removes his helmet
Grim looks up from his helmet and looks at the other people in the bar, starring at the spartan Kitkat
*He then looks down again at his helmet that he has in his hands.
A small little tear runs down his cheek as he starts to remember the history of how he got this helmet
He then puts the helmet on the table infront of him and goes up to the bar
''Might i have the strongest drink you have? said Grim to the bartender.
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> KitKat having heard her name being shouted walks around to the other side of the pelican
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> Putting her Carbine on her back she helps FE17 to his feet
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> Walking back over to the pelican she bangs on it
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> “Hurry up in there, we need to get to base…it is not safe out here!”
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> Looking back to FE Kit crosses her arms
>
> “Did you need me?”
“Your words aren’t pink anymore… Everything I thought was true is a LIE…!”
With that final outburst, FE17 shrugs away from KitKat and glances around the area
“All right… What do we have here? Any Flood activity detected? We need a perimeter established. Since some moron dropped the pub to the surface, let’s use it as our base of operations to regroup before exploring. Kit, you want to move the Pelican closer to the pub?”
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> > 2533274856110620;225:
> > KitKat having heard her name being shouted walks around to the other side of the pelican
> >
> > Putting her Carbine on her back she helps FE17 to his feet
> >
> > Walking back over to the pelican she bangs on it
> >
> > “Hurry up in there, we need to get to base…it is not safe out here!”
> >
> > Looking back to FE Kit crosses her arms
> >
> > “Did you need me?”
>
>
> “Your words aren’t pink anymore… Everything I thought was true is a LIE…!”
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> With that final outburst, FE17 shrugs away from KitKat and glances around the area
>
> “All right… What do we have here? Any Flood activity detected? We need a perimeter established. Since some moron dropped the pub to the surface, let’s use it as our base of operations to regroup before exploring. Kit, you want to move the Pelican closer to the pub?”
Kit sighs
“We have no time for a base!”
Kit looks to the sky and observes a setting sun
“That is it…we already lost”
Kit falls to her knees
“I failed as a Spartan…I failed as a Hero…and I failed all of you…we are all goners…”
Kit rips her helmet off and buries her face in her hands
“It’s times like this I wish I was II…nothing shakes them…”
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> > > 2533274856110620;225:
> > > KitKat having heard her name being shouted walks around to the other side of the pelican
> > >
> > > Putting her Carbine on her back she helps FE17 to his feet
> > >
> > > Walking back over to the pelican she bangs on it
> > >
> > > “Hurry up in there, we need to get to base…it is not safe out here!”
> > >
> > > Looking back to FE Kit crosses her arms
> > >
> > > “Did you need me?”
> >
> >
> >
> > “Your words aren’t pink anymore… Everything I thought was true is a LIE…!”
> >
> > With that final outburst, FE17 shrugs away from KitKat and glances around the area
> >
> > “All right… What do we have here? Any Flood activity detected? We need a perimeter established. Since some moron dropped the pub to the surface, let’s use it as our base of operations to regroup before exploring. Kit, you want to move the Pelican closer to the pub?”
>
>
> Kit sighs
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> “We have no time for a base!”
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> Kit looks to the sky and observes a setting sun
>
> “That is it…we already lost”
>
> Kit falls to her knees
>
> “I failed as a Spartan…I failed as a Hero…and I failed all of you…we are all goners…”
>
> Kit rips her helmet off and buries her face in her hands
>
> “It’s times like this I wish I was II…nothing shakes them…”
Puts on his helmet and walks out of the pub
He goes to the pelican landing bay and sees Kit on her knees
He goes over to her and puts his left hand on her right shoulder
‘‘I know your feeling, i couldn’t protect her… i failed her’’
The Trio looks out the window, sees all the emotion being displayed on the desolate waste of the planet. Fred gags.
"GROSSSS why are adults such crybabies? I hope some alien attacks soon, makes things interesting. "
Damien was the last person to exit the pelican. As he walked towards the bar, he stopped to take in what was going on. It was a damn mess and he could see the worry on everyones face. Except maybe The Trio. Feeling he needs to say something, he walks over to Lordnicho1.
“Are you guys gonna be ok? We should get inside and work out a plan.”
Kit, in her emotional outburst forges up an idea
“I don’t know why I had not thought of it before…You all go into the bar, bunker down and keep silent for the night. I’ll stay with the pelican and watch the bar…if anything shows up I could take it out or…“distract” them.”
Kit grabs her helmet and puts it back on
“At any rate though, no matter what you must stay put until dawn…then with or without me you all get to that firebase.”
Kit motions the group towards the bar
“I’m sure you all will make it”
and with that Kit walks over to the pelican
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> The Trio looks out the window, sees all the emotion being displayed on the desolate waste of the planet. Fred gags.
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> "GROSSSS why are adults such crybabies? I hope some alien attacks soon, makes things interesting. "
Grim turns around and stares at Trio
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> “The colors… THE COLORS ARE GONE!!!.. How will I tell anyone’s dialogue apart? KitKat! Where are you…? NOOOOOOOOO…!!!”
*Sniffle… I know… I liked it when my posts stood out… it’s like this song…
Straightens up
Anyway… now that I’ve said my cyan-noras to my original text…
WHERE WE LAST LEFT OUR HEROES…
So. We’re on the ring. That’s nice. And according to sources, it’s got Flood forms crawling everywhere. Space zombies, great.
Guess no more puns for me. I heard they’re dead serious.
guys, you do realise the bar as thrusters on it like the fire bases on that old ship Spirit of Fire. We probably could fly it to the nearest fire base.
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> guys, you do realise the bar as thrusters on it like the fire bases on that old ship Spirit of Fire. We probably could fly it to the nearest fire base.
As long as ComicBeast isn’t piloting.
He tried to drop me out of the landing gear earlier.
- Wakes up by himself in the pelican after the long ride over to the halo ring*
“OH I SEE NOBODY BOTHERED TO WAKE ME!”
“I Agree with Kat and the bar tender, we should regroup at the bar, and then plan our exploration from there.”
looks around
…“hey, hey guys!”
“has anyone seen the elite since we lasted landed?”
((Seriously though when I imagined all of us being dropped onto the halo ring, I remmebered Foe hammers voice on the silent cartographer saying “touchdown, HIT IT MARINES!!” it got me pumped 
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> > guys, you do realise the bar as thrusters on it like the fire bases on that old ship Spirit of Fire. We probably could fly it to the nearest fire base.
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> As long as ComicBeast isn’t piloting.
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> He tried to drop me out of the landing gear earlier.
I take offense to that. I wasn’t trying to drop you out of the bottom of the ship at excessive speeds in dead space by just-so-happening to hone in on the random button that activated where you were at.
And normally bars are places that people go from traveling. They normal don’t go there to travel. Screw it! All aboard!
6 hours after pelican impact…
Mr. Mac slowly opens his eyes and realizes he’s jammed into his seat.
“Damn! I really did this thing in didn’t I?”
Fusses with seatbelt for a few minutes before it comes loose.
“There! Ada boy. Now, where is…every…body…?”
Opens the cockpit door and sees none of the original bar crew.
“Must have thought me dead. Guess the world is gonna have a real bad day when it finally realizes you can’t kill me that easy.”
Searches around for MA37 assault rifle left in the pelican storage units.
“There you are.” Grabs rifle and inspects ammo levels. “Alright, still locked and loaded. Now, where are we?”
Goes back into the cockpit to press the button to open the hatch in the aft bay. Mr. Mac presses the button but the door is jammed and sparks at attempts to open automatcially.
“Great! No crew, stranded, and the damn door won’t open. Gonna have to pry it open myself.”
Mr. Mac eventually pries the door after 20 minutes of effort. As he first walks out he is greeted by the dark and silence of night.
“Fantastic. Where to now?”
Sees metal drone flying in the air nearby. Mr. Mac has no choice but to follow.
Oh just to be clear, that guy ICE TIME is MIA, his new replacement will now be Surge.
Yep, he went off on a suicide mission to bomb Jul Mdama’s 4 storie mansion. He could be dad who knows.