Sadly Just AL

http://www.343industries.org/forum/topic/31431-rog-now-recruiting/ Yes, our clan is, that is a link to the breakdown of the site. PM if you want to join.

Forge World, it is the most preferable environment in my opinion, as it has terrain, it has much more fitting natural features which I love. And you don't have to creat your own cliffs and caves and mountains, which is very nice in aesthetics, especially when you make a fort space inside a mountainside, as if it was built into it. Sure you can't place trees, but we have our own trees already on the map and much better special FX to change the look of the map however you choose.

Infection Forms, also known as popcorn, are fun to pop with an AR or SMG when there's a whole big load of them. Like dirty, discussing confetti.

Well, hi again. Hope you enjoy your time here.

Happy one year, bud! Mine is coming up soon as well.

Sprint is useful, in many situations so it is a definite must for gameplay mechanics and especially in types of custom games. Some armor abilities make no sense, as some of you have said. But a few that are workable, such as the drop shield, evade... Which could be an action roll on its own, and the rest seem to have been there just to be there' though still useful in cases. But the equipment in halo 3 was a bit more interesting when objects like that must be used sparingly and skillfully, instead of spawning with it all the time. But that's just me.

Solo? No way! But I've attempted a few... Well all and quit most of the time.... Wuss. But the difficulties: Halo 2 Halo 3 Halo CE Halo Reach ODST Halo 4

Most likely not, after the armor and bullseye map pack and the rest of the Champions Bundle DLC, all updates are for game types, playlists, or glitches.

When Leanne got home, she threw the car keys onto the kitchen counter. She wasn't all to happy about what happened at HQ, but at least it wasn't all bad since Ike sort of cheered her up, which she doubted was possible after her revelation. But wanting to get over it, she picked up computer tablet and turned it to the news section to see if anything new was going on. But the usual Rebel movement and lame reality show ads, it was quite bland, at least she thought so until she hit a significant article. 'Spartan III Beta Program Launched', it was just a boring explanation of what it meant and what happens to the volunteers, but then she read the list of recruits. "Peter Vangarson.... Lawrence Chinroah.... Kenna Ragarston.... Al Na--" She froze... she remembered who's name that was, and looked at a picture on her wall. It was a polaroid of Leanne and her old friends. Besides Alex, Brandon, and Maya, Al was the youngest, being 15 when she left for the academy. "Why would he do that?" She said aloud. "He's skinnier than a sniper barrel, how could he go and get himself killed?" But, then again, it could be some other Al, but then she read the ACTUAL name pronunciation, and her shoulders drooped. No one else has that name, like, ANYWHERE. But, she just went to the next topic, relieved to see a gif of Chef Ramsey the 43rd yelling some pun about bad food at a cook. Leanne turned it again, and looked at a picture of a burning neighborhood. 'Rebels, again.' she thought. But Leanne peered closer at the picture and realized something horrifying... it was HER old neighborhood. Above the article, the title read *Attack on Arcadian Town, Evacuations Begun*. And the topic was fresh, only a few hours ago it was posted. "Probably what the squad was talking about." She muttered to herself... interrupted when her phone rang. She picked it up and read the contact. 'Unknown' it said, but Leanne asnwered it anyway. "Hello?" She asked. "ODST Trooper Designation 137, Echo Squad Leanne Xandrovic?" The man on the line asked, in return. "Uh... yeah." She answered. "Who is this?" "That is not important, but I've heard about your falling out with your squad from one of the recruits... heard it was pretty rough." The man answered. "Sure." She told him. "Why did you call?" "I have positions open in my platoon... and seeing as you're not too fond of yours, I would like to extend an invitation for you to join us." He informed. Leanne thought, obviously skeptical, not wanting to trust a random caller but hating her crew, she hesitantly agreed to meet the guy on the details at the tether. "Alright." The man said. "I'll see you then." And hung up. ..... The caller got up from his seat and dialed a number on his phone again. "Hello." A gruff voice said. "She's thinking about it." He told the other. "Meeting her tomorrow." "Good, tell me her answer after." The other man said back. "I will." The first said. "What's the plan for the Evacs, though?" "Set, but we'll import more squads later." The other replied. "Gannon out." ....

"Okay, I'll see you around, Ike." Leanne replied to him, who seemed ready to leave already but not wanting to be rude, stayed until they both leave. "Good luck with your agenda."

"Well, finally seeing why I haven't gotten reports or updates from my captain." Leanne told him. "And now I'm here." She reflected what she said, seemed a little blunt, but she hates talking about herself since her parents always found a fault in her due to her disinterest in sports. But Ike seemed rather friendly, something, she didn't know what, made her feel comfortable around him.

"Yeah, unfortunately a lot of people devolved." Leanne muttered. As much as she didn't want to admit it, Ike did make her feel better since he was so upbeat and positive. She almost cracked a small smile listening to him. "Anyway..." She trailed off. "What're you up to?"

Ike was obviously riled up, but she didn't want him to go up and fight them. "No, no." Leanne said. "That'll make it worse, since according to them 'women fight through men'."

Leanne turned Ike's idea over in her mind, thinking it may be good. But then again, she was one of the oldest members on the team and still has no respect from her teammates. "Decent idea, but these guys are not like that." She told Ike. "And no, I haven't gotten a hold of him. I think he's ignoring me." Leanne wondered if that was the case, if he WAS ingoring her, why? Was it something she did?

Leanne wiped a tear of rage from her eye with the back of her hand before replying to Ike. "Because my team is full of hot-headed jerks." She sighed. "Apparently because I'm not a man, I can't work on the force."

Leanne dialed Taylor the next day, for about the fourth time. Still no answer. But her uneasiness transformed into a splint of annoyance, the fact he called about something he said was important and then completely bailed. But she tried to vent and went to a nearby Cosmo Bucks for a Coffee. As she was leaving, she saw an ODST leaving the shop, but she recognized the Echo Team crest on his shoulder and became suspicious. Leanne, bent on investigating and went to the soldier who was getting into a warthog with another Trooper. But before they could leave, she intercepted them as the driver started the vehicle's engine. "So... Where are you two off to?" She asked them, crossing her arms over her chest. The two ODSTs exchanged looks, and snickered. Obviously new recruits judging by their fresh armor. "Emergency call." One of them said, puffing out his chest, heroically. "Yeah, you should get to safety, little lady." A vein bulged in Leanne's forehead, irritated by their banter. She popped her hand in her pocket and produced a her ODST Badge, designating her as a 2 year veteran and squad second in command. The two recruits instantly went silent, obviously intimidated. "So, what is it you guys are doing?" She asked again. "Oh, so she's the one we're not supposed to tell." The driver said. "Not supposed to tell, huh?" Leanne countered. "Who said?" .... Leanne, being the higher rank, subordinated the driver to the back troop seats, while she drove the hog to HQ. She clutched the steering wheel, until her knuckles turned white from the grip. The recruits just sat in their seats, awkwardly quiet, obviously a bit uneasy by her silent anger. They finally arrived, after an hour drive to the space tether, connecting to their station and frigate. They all dismounted the vehicle and boarded the elevator, while the recruits kept their distance from Leanne. Once up, they went straight to the captain's room and barged into the office, which was full of the rest of Echo Team. "As you can see, the rebels have moved th--." Captain Stanford stopped, seeing Leanne burst through the door, followed by the novice troopers that sulked behind her. Stanford sighed. "You two were not supposed to let her know." "Sorry, Sir." The two said in unison, looking down. "I want answers." Leanne said, angrily. "Why was I not supposed to know?" "Uh, well." Stanford began, mumbling. "Because you should be in the kitchen." Kennard yelled from the crowd, laughing and high-fiving those around him. ​ Leanne was ballistic. This spurred her so badly, she shook with clenched fists. "It's because I'm a woman?" She said through clenched teeth. That's when Kennard got up and walked right to her until he stared her down. "That's what I said, b****." He told her. "You're supposed to be pleasing men." ​Kennard instantly saw his mistake, he forgot his helmet, and stood unprepared as Leanne backhanded him right off his feet. He fell flat on his back, absolutely dazed by it's impact. She then turned around and exited the room, slamming the door behind her, feeling a bit better after laying Kennard out. 'What an a******.' She thought, angrily.