VinWarrior

I've never read any of the books that is what the Halo Wikia is for, I recommend Fall of Reach and Helljumper, just if you want to know more behind Halo Reach and Halo 3 ODST's characters.

Micro Transactions... My mortal enemy, we meet again.

We will Optimistically wait for your return

This is a community forum, read the top, Anyway go to 343i's offical forums on Halo Waypoint, or PM BS angel.

Welcome to the Forums friend!

That is entirely up to you wether or not you delete one of them. It probably will eventually get deleted by me though. Cause it just takes up space. Anyway you can post now.

I am probably not going to get this. Reason 1 I own an eMachines, and 2 it looks like a Halo Wars Shooter, =(

What language are you speaking? What língua são you falando? Welches Programmiersprache bist Sie sprechend? Welke taal zitten u spreken? Cuál lengua está usted hablando? Se que langue êtes vous s'entretenir?

You did a very good job, I don't dig anime-style art personally but this fits well in that category. Keep up the good work.

They look modded to me, plus 343i Would never, and I mean NEVER Include a glowing transport warthog. They aren't playful when it comes to that kinda stuff, cause it don't fit lore. The forklift might have been a possibility but I can tell it is modded, I know mods,

You can't control two characters. That would throw everybody off. Pick one and you can post.

[if i did it before, it was an accident, I believe about 75% is in fact past tense, I may have missed some, sorry, I will avoid doing it again] The sight of the bodies disgusted Taylor, he continued on afraid to even look, right behind the Hellbringer. He decided move up in the group a little more, as they searched the area for survivors, he then heard a marine yell, "Ah F*ck!" As he turned, there was a hole in the wall with a bloated, and blue civilian body, with areas of blood stain. The civilian had drowned by an Elite forcibly holding him in the water flow from the nearby river. It was disgusting as holes and bugs riddled along the middle aged man. An ODST called to the squad, "Don't look at it men. Just... Keep moving." in a somber tone. Taylor could hear men throwing up, some having breathing problems, others coughing and screaming from wounds. Even if you were injured, you were lightly patched up and kept moving, to avoid detection. They moved quickly, until they heard an explosion, the tunnel door shot wide open, along with part of the roof, revealing the tunnel to the outside, Taylor yelled in a quiet tone, "****, hug the walls until we are all clear." They walked slowly along remaining tunnel walls, staying silent, all of a sudden a building smacked unto the top, releasing dust and rubble but covering the men from anyone above, Taylor sighed, and muttered, "All clear." They reached a door, they didn't use breach charges because they were low. They knocked it down with a simple two kicks, and opened it, as the walked through it they found three civilians cowering with Skirmishers approaching, they carried Needlers in their hands and forced them into the wall to be executed, the men opened fire killing two. One turned quickly and was hit in the eye, covering his eye, he screeched and jumped using broken pipes, to a hole, which he crawled through. The crew rescued the civilians, and put them under platforms as shelter, all of a sudden, a screech was heard, a screech Taylor recognized all to well, he turned to his men and yelled, "Vampires!!!" as they all ducked for cover a barrage of Plasma bombed the room, leaving only dust, and anyone who moved quick enough. Taylor awoke, about four hours later, around midnight. He turned on his visor and smelt death. He turned to see an arm buried in rubble, he also saw a bracelet on it with the word, Scarlett, inscribed on it. He looked up at the glassed atmosphere and grief striken-ly said, "Damnit..." as he turn to the rock blocking his path, he pushed it aside, and fell to the floor, he took a quick look around and muttered, "Hellbringer? Hellbringer? You there?" Still looking around.

Nice Generator. Did a good job.

Wrong thread to do this in

Hi there Friend! Welcome to the forums!

Taylor was still in shock by the event that just unfolded, he stared the the bulky man in front of him, not knowing what to say, he shook the Hellbringer in front of him's hand. Muttering still in shock, "We... We need to check to look for survivors, we need a way out. More are probably on there way." He notices a large hole, which led to a tunnel. He was familiar with the systems in the building, if they walked through the tunnel long enough, they would find a door, leading to room A43, It was the closest way to the armory. They crouched through the small hole, and rushed through the green water as best they could in their armor. Taylor lifted the Helljumper into the manhole, and they reached the room. Both with weapons held straight, they walked, expecting an Elite to jump out of the darkness. They did this until they reached the Cafeteria. Both troopers stood by the door, Taylor peaked out, he saw an ODST in their, he looked nervous and in pain. Taylor looked closer and noticed another invisible Elite behind the ODST. If he called out the ODST it would give their position away. So he watched as the trooper's head blew open with a hail of Plasma, the Elite immediately uncloaked, as did multiple Special Ops grunts. They stood in formation, Taylor watched the Elite and grunt communicate as the Elite grew angry and Taylor saw firsthand what elites did to those who talked back, he smacked the grunt, sending him flying with a trail of blue blood. The elite snarled and kept moving. Taylor looked at this companion with a nod as he silently shot two grunts in the head. A third watched this unfold as he screamed to his Elite commander, the elite docked his plasma rifle and aimed a Carbine at the ODST, He fired on the elite, sending it slightly backwards, he suddenly ran out of ammo. The elite grunted and aimed at the ODST's face when the roof collapsed on him, burying him in concrete. The ODST looked back at the Hellbringer when suddenly a Hunter dropped down from above, like an earthquake, the Hunter was so close it send Taylor flying into a wall. He watched the Hunter move around, as he dashed behind a turned-over table. The hunter moved like the Elite before him, scavenging, for blood. The hunter turned to see the grunt, left behind from earlier, he smacked the grunt with his shield, completely disintegrating the grunt, blood splattering everywhere. The Hunter looks around quickly again as he turn to a door and smacks it open, leaving the room and walking down a hallway, with the Hunter gone the ODST gets up and he and the Hellbringer move to the Cafeteria's vent, Taylor turns to the Hellbringer and asks, "You coming?".

Welcome to the world of Tomorrow!! (cricket chirp) Nobody gets the reference? You all suck! jk, welcome to the forums bud!

I don't have the education to do something like this and I probably ain't old enough, I know Halo inside and out too!

Remember to go here: http://www.343industries.org/forum/topic/29603-halo-radioactive-rp-signup/?do=findComment&comment=269424 Before you post here. Anyway, here is where we will start off! It is August 27, 2552, most of Reach is already under Covenant control, only ashes remain. Quezon is one of the last places with human resistance, and it's falling fast. Any civilian who didn't own a gun was dead before it began. UNSC troops who offered to stay behind, hold out, in the hope that their efforts here will save Earth. Now rumors spread that their is a way that these troops can evacuate any civilians left. A small shuttle, enough to carry about 200 people, is rumored to be docked in Quezon's mountain range, in a secretive military airbase, but now it is abandoned, after most troops tried to secure the remaining population. If those troops don't get to it soon. Everyone left in Quezon, dies. Taylor sat in his room, a small, cramped bedroom. This was all the Military could use. They were stuck in there until they died from starvation, disease, madness, or the Covenant. Radio wouldn't even respond, they were believed to be KIA. This didn't help raise moral. Snipers would sit on the roof, wasting rounds on Banshees. Anyone else who could shoot was sent out with a gun and grenade in hand. It was only a matter of time, until Reach fell, hell, it had already fallen, and Taylor knew that. He looked down, his Pistol in hand, blue blood stained on the nozzle, he remembered how he got it, he walked behind an Elite and pulled the trigger. Yet it didn't seem like victory then, nor now. He longed for a Pelican, or a Falcon, he would be lucky if they salvaged a Hornet's rocket. A voice called his name from the darkness, "Sergeant DeCello." It said. His head jolted up, his Helmet off. It was another ODST, DeCello nodded, "Yeah?" He knew the ODST was a higher rank then him, he didn't care. Military didn't rule anymore. The ODST took his helmet off, "We got bogies, we need you up in front, get-" He couldn't finish as a sword plunged through his stomach, a bloody triangular shaped object, still invisible, held him in the air, Taylor rushed to get his helmet on, and ran backwards, even in the small room, he tried to escape the figure approaching him. It revealed itself, an Elite Ultra, even through it's mask, Taylor could see a sinister smile, it swung it's energy sword, sending the ODST's body flying into a wall, Taylor backed away as the elite approached slowly, he shot his Magnum, barely denting the giant's armor. He put his TAC/COMM to his face yelling, "Help! Anyone out there help me please!" He uttered this again and again, and he knew if he couldn't get a weapon soon, he would get killed.

Joseph sat in his pod, clamping tightly to the supports, looking down. He couldn't bare to look up and watch his fellow pods disintegrate into ash and dust. He eyed a pod nearby to his, he noticed two things. One, it was on fire, and two, it grew in size. He was puzzled until seconds before it was right next to him. He realized, "It's not getting bigger, it's getting closer." as the Pod smacked into his with a hail of electricity and fire, swirling like a dance. Damaged, his pod went off course, into the streets. He noticed the world becoming still for a split second, almost like a beauty, the clouds, then a smash... He awoke about a half an hour later, startled, and barely breathing, he crashed into the side of an elephant, taking a breath, he jumped, about six feet. Crawling on the ground he fell. He felt the coldness of the ground. Then he realized, his helmet was gone. He got up, broken, but alive. His armor riddled with cuts and blood, some of his, some not. He limped to his helmet, as he crouched to pick it up, grunting and coughing as he did so. He turned it around in his hand. It was the most beaten piece of his armor. A crack slashed through the visor, not wide, but long. He put his helmet on, the yellow visor came to life. Glitching and Buzzing out, it pointed to a SMG. Normally it would label stats of the gun, but it was too glitched due to the crack. He sprinted to it, and picked it up, superstitiously pointed everywhere, waiting for a Jackal to come out of no where, then he notices a man-hole. Left clean throughout all of this, he figured going down it would keep him out of sight, and he had enough battery left to run through the tunnels for a regroup. He needed to find some help.

Very Nice, Accepted! Boy, you really made him look like a hellbringer, Accepted! The thread will be posted now!

Now, no Spartan let alone an ODST Could carry four guns. Make it just 1-2 guns and you are set, also can you lower the amount of grenades you have, since by this time you would have very little resources. It is okay, you can post here, what I meant is you need my permission to post on THE ACTUAL RP Thread, anyway, if you make the changes above, accepted! Yes it is an RP with a plot, but what happens on that allotted plot and who lives and dies is up to the actions each actor takes. Sure Greatly appreciated. Though, I really wish you would join, we could use someone like you rp in this.

I am deciding to take a shot at doing an RP, go easy on me . Basically, 24 Hours after Reach has been mostly glassed, pretty much anyone who could fight died or left the planet, the last remaining troops in Quezon, hunt for a Spaceport in Quezon's outer regions, with a rumored medium sized carrier, that can take people off the planet. Basically to sign up just fill something like below in a reply to this thread. The actual RP thread: http://www.343industries.org/forum/topic/29619-halo-radioactive-rp-thread/ (NOTE: For Ranks do nothing above Corporal) Full Name: [Example: John. A Doe] Occupation: [Civilian, ODST, Marine, Pilot Marine(Halo 3), or Hellbringer, No Spartans] {IF CIVILIAN DO NOT FILL THIS OUT}- Armor Aesthetics: [Ex. Light Blue, stained visor, grainy red stripe down helmet] Facial Appearance: [Ex. Saturated Green eyes, scar running down cheek] Equipment/Weapon of choice: [Ex. Armor Lock, Customized Magnum with sights] Backstory: [Ex. Born on Harvest in a poor family... etc] Once you have my go, you can post, just don't occupy other people's characters, for example, let's say Fishy was Jimmie Rustles, and Azaxx was Chuck Norris, Azaxx can't say Jimmie Rustles was shot, that would be occupying another character. Also please make sense with your writing, have it go accordingly to the story. If you post without my signing up here and gaining my approval or occupy another person's character, you will gain a strike, three strikes means you will not be approved to post, and be blocked from posting on the thread. Remember though, it is a roleplay, be creative! You want to go all out on your guy/gal's backstory, as long as it makes sense within the Halo universe, do it, the more creative, the better! Here is my guy Full Name: Taylor DeCello Occupation: ODST Armor Aesthetics: Pioneer Visor, large spiker cut going down left side of Visor, Red star on right side of Helmet, Red arrow going down top of the helmet to visor, chipped pieces, jackal finger tied to necklace, ODST armor similar to Dare with the words "TAY" Scrawled on helmet. Facial Appearance: Brown eyes, Spiked black hair, noticeable plasma burn on cheek, bruises and dirt scattered on face. Equipment/Weapon of Choice: Thruster Pack, Frag Grenades, M90 Close Assault Weapon System Shotgun Backstory: Born on Earth, originally Taylor Black, Taylor lived under a very rich military, expected to follow in his distant father, General Black's footsteps, Taylor did in fact join the Military, rising to the ODSTs quickly due to his Parent's pull in his Military life, which often led to taunts by fellow marines. This hardened Taylor and made him a rock hard soldier. After a surprise attack at his father's military acadamy, which led to his death, he changed his last name, losing any contact with his parents. He was stationed to Reach by a commanding officer, to fight Rebels Quezon's outskirts, where word came of two things, one an oncoming invasion, and two a UNSC ship hidden, he went on believing neither of these. Then, Reach became a warzone.

My favorite character would have to be either the Rookie or Dutch, Rookie because he is a strong, silent type, and Dutch because of his sarcastic yet wise attitude, though I have many favorites,

Hm... I don't have an answer for that, although I have the same capture card, and all of a sudden it stopped reading my flash drive, I may have deleted the file that is supposed to be on there. It is NTFS format, but it reads like it is not even in the port, like nothing is in the port.