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The servers for MCC will stay up when Halo 5 comes for sure. They won't forsake MCC when the new game is out.

You're supposed to answer my "Would you rather" THEN ask for one yourself.

Jungle. At least you'll have a sliver of hope to return back to civilization. If you're on an island you would have to build a raft to drift into the ocean in hopes of reaching the mainland. The problem with that is you'll soon dehydrate from lack of fresh water, and starve (unless you can catch, cook, and eat fish while on the raft). Would you rather want the world completely cut in half, or have it's rotation completely stopped?

Nope to both.

BAAATMANNN NOOOOOOO. You were too young to die. Will the next Mafian pls stand up?

Welcome to the forum!

It depends on who you play with. Everyone isn't experiencing the same thing you are, like myself. The problem should be fixed if bigger penalties for quitting are added. For now we must make do with what we have.

Batman needs to throw a batarang to stop the lynches.

Eller. Welcome to 343iCF!

Anyway here's the plan:

You get bored of everything.

In the Player Customization menu, the Player Spartan turns erratically, and skips.

I vote for BATMAN.

It's from the perspective of someone who's not the answer. No.

Completionists beware: The Master Chief Collection is getting another batch of Achievements. The description over at TrueAchievements.com states they're the, or a part of, Title Update 2. I'm not sure if the update for it has been released already. Full list of all 50 Achievements: - - - - - Thoughts? Source: TrueAchievements http://www.trueachievements.com/dlc.aspx?dlcid=5116

Or Nightcore.

I c wat u did ther. Go listen to Ghost BC you heathen.

Yea yea booooi!!! Welcome to the Forums!

Once you go Metal you never go back.

Introductions are actually supposed to be posted here: http://www.343industries.org/forum/forum/53-introductions-goodbyes/ That's alright though. Welcome to the forums!

I banter you banter, if no one banter they get bantered... in teh face if ye now wat Im sayin.

Yeah I don't think I'll be able to finish the Scene in time, and the game needs an ending thingmajig, so I'll just do this for now: EDIT: Scratch that. Round links: Round 7: The Finale, Part 1 Scene 7 part 2 Scylla's moon, Asbolus is similar to Earth's natural satellite, Luna. The gravity on Asbolus is 0.1670 Gs: extremely close to Luna's 0.1654 Gs... need I say the mass is near the same as well? Uncanny... Both lack the required atmosphere, and non-barren surface to adequately terraform, and both happen to have large colonies of Humans who call the moons home. Drilling on the satellites is forbidden as to prevent the moons from potentially fracturing, or becoming unstable, so the Humans have resorted to retrieving supplies from the parent planets, and from the moon's surface itself. Little do the Asbolans know that they just so happen to be sitting on one of the most dangerous celestial bodies in the entire galaxy... or possibly one of the most flourishing... ignorant bliss whilst standing over their own graves... - - - - - Far beyond driven the Mafians are. The culmination of all their strife, and suffering... has lead to this one holy alter. A final place of respite, and the helm where all life shall begin anew: Asbolus. All 5 Mafians paced with long determined strides down the deep, twisting tunnels of the moon. A massive bottomless hole lay before them regardless of the rules against drilling. For the Mafians, EVERYTHING was illegal. Two men clad in black suits trailed behind the Mafians like dogs... they were not one of them. "This is it, comrades. This... is where all of creation will bow before our feet... almost makes a little too anxious." "Dexter, we've been through hell. For what it's worth, we deserve it. YOU deserve it... if only the Don was here to see this come to pass..." The Hacker put a hand on the Mafian's shoulder reassuringly, "He is with us in spirit, and our paths will soon cross forthwith. You can count on that." The Juggernaut, concerned, looked over his shoulder at the assassin. The Mafians knew full well what his intentions are. He will not live to give his ultimatum... "You people never cease to amaze me", the Agent codenamed "The Director" spouted, "You're about to completely destroy this whole Galaxy, and the only thing you can do is celebrate about it. Do you really think there will be no consequences for your insurrection?" "You would be wise to watch your tongue, Assassin, lest you, and your Government "Goons" be checked off the death toll as well.", the Juggernaut took off his domed helmet: revealing wavy brunette hair, "Or I'll just devour you. Either one works for me." "I'll take you on any day, Bl-" The Hacker whipped around, and glared at both bickering men. They immediately ceased all aggression, and continued on their journey 'round the edge of the portal. Eventually they boarded a vertical tram, and descended into the darkness... pitch black. The Assassin still in tow. Spotlights attached to the crib banished the blackening to reveal intricately designed angular indentions in the curve of the hole. Their origins didn't begin with the Humans, but they certainly took ownership of it. Bottom. The view straight up was totally black. They had succeeded in crossing the Styx, but in doing so have created an Achilles Heel... the tram was disabled by the Hacker for some sort of bargaining between the Mafians, and the Sniper. Charron's usefulness has run out for now. He no longer takes payment in obolus. Immense angular architecture sprouted at the bottom... what kind of Civilization molded this? The geometry was too complex for even Humans to comprehend, let alone build. It's alien in nature... yet the Mafians, and Sniper dared enter with little to no fear. The Hacker rubbed his fingers against the walls even. After minutes of walking they came upon a titanic circular room with a ramp leading to... what seems to be a central control console. The 6 stood on the brink. The 6 prepared for the last fair deal gone down. "We've come all this way... and if you don't have it..." "Of course I have it. You really think I'd come here without it?", The Director pulled some strange bookmark-sized slab from a pouch on his chest, and the Hacker simultaneously retrieved his as well. Each stood facing the other: card in one hand, and palm open to retrieve the other's. Beads of sweat collected themselves on the foreheads of all who were present. The two men moved in to make the trade, hesitated, and then finally swapped cards. Dexter pulled away, and The Sniper stepped back from the Mafia troupe with his fellow Agent. TD, and the other man, a Jailkeeper, proceeded to jog away from the room, but were halted by Dexter, "Remember our deal. One half for us, and the remainder belongs to you", the greedy Director acknowledged the terms, and the two continued into the hall from which they came... - - - - - A triad of snakes slithered, and slid behind the outlaws: disconnected. One of them, a familiar face, was accompanied by two individuals. They wisely kept their distance from the Mafians, but not far enough to lose the path. They hid in a storage room on top of the lift as it descended, and eagerly anticipated the end game. Victory... or Death. They couldn't afford to make a mistake. They've come too far. They've lost too much... Humanity's champions slashed through the air to the control room. The Detective motioned his company to move into a crevice between two walls, "This place... is Forerunner. The weapon the Mafians spoke of is here: I'm sure of this.... but why would they tell us if they knew we would try to stop them? Did they think we didn't pose much of a threat?", the other two stooped down, and crouched, "Could it be that everything we've done so far was for nothing?", Rrhunt slumped back, holding his head. A large migraine was coming on... "No! I refuse to believe that we were doomed from the start... Everything the others died for would be in vain!", Yoshi grasped Rrhunt's arm, and pulled him forward, "If we do nothing then the whole galaxy will pay for it." "And what happens if we can't win? What happens if we fall? There's 6, or more of them, and only 3 of us-" "Detective. Out of all the others you were the most steadfast. You chose to stay headstrong, and continue fighting with all the odds against you... was it chance that you are the only remaining Agent left with full knowledge of what's going on?", Rrhunt pushed Yoshi's arm away, "Listen to me! We are the only things that stand in the way of total annihilation for life as we know it. I would rather die knowing I tried to save this Galaxy, then cower, and run away to fall into exile. I would have expected the same from you too.", Yoshi stood, and nudged Anarchy to do so as well. The Detective sat on the cold metal-alloy floor. No one believed them when they tried to spread the truth. The UNSC, the Scyllan Military... even the Police themselves. They literally are the only people blocking the reaper's sprint across the cosmos... Yoshi was right, "The Mafians wanted us to know their plans for a reason", a surprised Yoshi, and Anarchy, nearly about to take off, paused, "It's because they know we have the keys to becoming true Mafians. Do they think we'll join them in fear? They'll have to start somewhere..." Rrhunt shuffled, and stood, "Here's what we're up against: An unstoppable Titan, a Hacker who can hack ANYTHING, a CQC Weapons Expert, that freak Chameleon "Jenson", the Vocal one or Explosives Expert, and the Assassin. Most, if not all of these people probably know CQC, so hand-to-hand fights would be uphill for us... there is no way we'll make it out of this alive. But we can damn well make sure these hell-spawn don't as well! These freaks all have weaknesses. We'll just need to play on them." "And how do we succeed where others have failed?", the Detective looked upon Yoshi with the apex of his life's confidence. "We become Mafians." Yoshi, and Anarchy both immediately protested against this plan, but Rrhunt held them at bay with the catch... "These Mafians are agile, quick, strong, tenacious... they're superhumans. How do we beat them? At their own game. We have the means to becoming Mafians. Fight fire with fire." "There's a slight problem with your plan, Rrhunt... WHAT IF WE START ACTING LIKE THE MAFIA???!! How do we know that they don't turn into those freakazoid anarchists from the start when they unlock those brain key things? We would be practically giving ourselves up!" "Because before she died, Ash stole some data from that Mafian Pilot on the Shuttle, and uploaded it. It has blueprints, weapon schematics... biological readouts. Everything on the Mafians. God DAMN why didn't I see, or remember this earlier?" Yoshi, perplexed, inquired, "What the hell are you talking about? 5 Minutes ago you said there is no hope at all for us..." "I'm pretty sure I only asked a bunch of questions instead of stating that-BUT ANYWAY back to the topic... The Biological readouts showed the status of all the Mafians. The Keys are what cause their superhuman abilities, and allow the person to process data on a substantially higher rate than normal humans-" "You still didn't answer my question related to, oh I dunno, SANITY?? How do we know these "Keys" don't completely turn us into wackos??" "Because they are made that way by the other Mafians. They are put through enormous amounts of torture prior to Keys being unlocked, so their brains become more malleable to commands. What makes a Mafian a Mafian is another Mafian... if that makes sense." Anarchy held his chin with his fingers, "If a Mafian makes a Mafian... then who created the first Mafian? Oh wait you already said this, the Government... yeah... I still don't know why a Government Agent is still helping the Mafians since the Government wants them dead in the first place. Isn't that kinda like... a contradiction? Maybe the Mafians really think he's on their side? OR what if it IS a Rogue Agent?" "High-Tier Agents are sworn to the Government, and would be punished severely if they stepped out of line. The Sniper only shot us because his superiors told him to do it. These Keys make us Public Enemy #1." "But why shoot us? We haven't even had the Keys unlocked yet, but the Mafians have. Wouldn't that make them high-priority targets?", the Detective, nor Yoshi had a good enough answer. "So are we good? We doing this?" Yoshi, and Anarchy both stared at Rrhunt with the most uncertain faces ever shown in a millennium, "You were the one who was so high, and mighty about saving the Galaxy earlier! This is the only way. Admit it. We're dead men walking. We're trying to help the people, NOT the Government. They would gladly kill us, and dump our bodies into the ditches, or landfills." "Thinkers think before they do... and I have made my choice. Have you?" None of them really wished to begin the painful trial of metamorphosis, but desperate times bred desperate measures. A sharpened metal shard was passed from person to person. Deep fissures were carved into the trio of skulls, and morphine, a blessing from the gods, transformed into the only thing keeping these men from screaming... Time to fight fire with fire. - - - - -

Yours too.