NationStates Jolt Archive

First some rules:

1)You must be familiar with the HALO story and it helps to have read the books.
This might help.
http://halosm.bungie.org/story/
2)Grunt name examples are YapYap, Giraw, and Luew
3)Elite name examples are Zuko Namamee, Yoka Umamee etc
4)THIS IS BEFORE THE INVASION OF HARVEST

So to start....

1/4/2524 9:09 local time

Rowa Merele, also known as the Prophet of Reason, wakened by a loud noise from outside his window. After regaining some of his senses, he realized that they were war drums. Rowa got out of bed, downed his red long robe, straped on his anti grav belt and headed for the window sill. Rowa was quite young compared to the other prophets. Most were twice his age. Rowa turned a dial that revealed the source of the noise. Rowa saw the High Prophet of Truth, surrounded by a crowd of civilians, standing on a pedestal giving what looked like a strong religious sermon but something seemed different. In the corner of his eye, he spied a Recruitment tent with a new elite in full armor exiting. "Must be another calling to another border war" Rowa thought. At that moment, an elite clad in Golden Armor, Field Commander Ado Murrulee, came through the door.

1/4/2524 9:14 local time, Covenant Home Planet

"Excellency, you must come to the square to hear the Prophet's declaration of war"
The prophet sighed. "Another colony war with the grunts, eh?"
"No excellency, the high prophet has decided to wage war on those filthy primapes that we have been spying on for the past 2 years!"
"Praise the gods! Take me to the plaza, Ado."
"Yes, sir."
The gold armor clad elite let the prophet down several flights of stairs, various staff of the complex dropped to their knees when they saw the prophet since prophets are rev. Ado grabbed them and threw them out of the way of the prophet. Not many were allowed to become this close to a prophet in tight quarters, fearing that unlucky activities might come to the prophet. Finally the two came to the large entrance double doors of the villa.
" It should not be much more of a wait. Follow me."
When they finally have gotten to the Plaza, the crowd had grew 4 times it's original size. Rowa heard many sermons from the prophet but none have caught this much attencion. Most of his sermons were of self disipline and recruiting for the honor of your family but this one was very different. Rowa heard the crowd rejoice but still could hear the prophet's bellowing voice.

"Our decision is final! For the past two years, our military has tracked certain points of the vermin's advance. If we do not stop them, they will be on our doorstep in a matter of years(Lie). We cannot let this happen! We must eliminate this potenial threat to our society to its source and other points of interest. It is the will of the gods!"

The crowd roared.

"We will not do this alone though. We have sucessfully "persuaded" our neighbors, the grunts and jackels, to aid in our fight. Our allies, the Brutes and Hunters gladfully joined our cause. I ask for you to enlist and join in this crusade. A crusade commanded not by me but by the gods!"

Many more citizens lined up to become part of the army, now known as the Covenant. Technicians helped attach armor and issue each a Plasma Rifle. Young they were, but they would become part of a tragedy that would comsume their lives.

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Don't have the time to post any good rp right now, but mayb later. :o

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Mondo Tag. Something will come later.

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I would love to rp the Humans once they come incontact at Harvest.

4/18/2525 17:00 local time,space port in Covenant Holy City "Confirmed Circimstances"

Rowa hovered over the flagstoned street that led to a shrine where lower ranked prophets were to be assigned to their ships. Rowa, though quite mature was impatient. His family never have been given the honor of becoming the commander of a warship before. Rowa was eager for is first assignment. When he reached there, he noticed a large number of prophets in the temple, most he have not seen before. The prophet took his seat and began to listen to the High Prophet's speech. Since Rowa has heard many of the High Prophet's speeches, he droned out, knowing that many of the speeches he had prepared were the same. When the speech had finished, Rowa became even more impatient. He wanted to find out if he would be the first to exterminate the filthy primapes he had heard of.
"Rowa, Adgo, Hiavoa, Jieripo, Twao and Girgo shall lead the crusade against these vermin. Rowa you shall lead the fleet."
Rowa was overwelmed but kept his feelings of joy in place. He knew that he would be leading the first confrontation in a war that would bring greatness to his kind.

4/19/2525 12:00 local time, in orbit over Covenant home planet

Ship Master Rowa sat on his hovering pedestal as he moved torward the bridge of his newly assigned ship, a carrier, the Unyielding Fury. The invasion force was made up of 1 carriers, 2 destroyer and 3 crusiers. Since they have not had any contact with the Humans before, they weren't taking any chances. A young orange armored Grunt named Lieaw made his way down several corridors when he eventually came in contact with the prophet. At first, he did not know what to make of the floating being infront of him. His people were a backwater culture compared to the prophets. Most of their populus lived in huts by swamps with methane secreting out of the murky waters.
"Yes,Lieaw?"
"Nothing is to be answered, excelency!"
"Good. Keep it that way." "Gas sucker" the prophet muttered.
The prophet eventually reached the bridge of the ship Unyielding Fury.
The prophet eventually reached the bridge of the ship Unyielding Fury. The bridge was filled with engineers running tests and preparing the carrier for its first military action in over 10 years. The anti grav platform hovered torward the center of the command center part of the bridge.
"Aweav, plot a course to the edge of the Harvest system.Start the slipspace engines."
A series of clicks and chirps from the engineer confirmed the order. Six pinpoints of light dotted space and the ships disapeared.

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I take it this is HALOverse only?

Harvest System 4/20/2525
04:50 Hours, Outer system Research staion:

Robert McGregor had been a astro-meterologists for over ten years in the Harvest system, and lately his job had become tedious work.
"Probe Sierra exiting slipspace" said Gaia, the resident AI.
"Alright, give me co ordinance Gaia."
"Can you say Please Robby?" chimed Gaia.
Robert sighed and answered "Gaia, may I have the co ordinance please? And don't call me Robby, I don't like that name."
"As you say sir, it is located at Alpha November Whiskey Three-four on the star chart."
Robert was surprised "Only 10,000 Kilometers? Guess I got lucky this time."
Gaia's image paused for a few seconds and then she said "Retrieving data, moving onto screen... now."
A grainy image appeared on the monitor in front of Robert, usual Slipspace stuff, nothing unusual except for a large object in the far corner of the picture. "Asteroid most likely, always wondered how the hell they ended up in slipspace." he muttered....

*OOC:Forgive the lateness of my reply :oops: *
Harvest System 4/20/2525
4:52 Local Time
Aboard the Unyielding Fury coming out of Slipspace.

"Bring us out of Slipspace, Giraw"
"Yes Excelency."
Space tore apart as the the Unyielding Fury blinked into existance. It's long bulbous frame moved out of the hole created by Slipspace. Its shields flickered. In Slipspace, the energy from the shields was used to power the subspace generators. Energy for the plasma weapons was also used. It would be another decade at least until his superiors thought of a more efficient way to travel in slipspace Rowa thought.
"Lieaw, open up a COM channel with the rest of the fleet."
"Yes, Excelency."
The holographic shape of another Shipmaster flickered to life.
"Yes,Rowa?"
"Brother, give me a recon report. I want to know if any "Artifacts of the Gods" are on this planet,"
"Stand by, Rowa.....drones 1 through 5 report no important materials"
"Is there any opposition?"
"Reports from 2 units ago state there is only an orbital station used for tracking, not a threat."
"Good....send a EMP burst into their computer system so they can no longer recieve feedback from this planet."
"Yes, Brother"
The Unyielding Fury accelerated torward the planet...

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OOC:I know brutes aren't in the books until after the game halo, but they are so cool. Would it be possible if I could control a group of hunters?

OOC:I know brutes aren't in the books until after the game halo, but they are so cool. Would it be possible if I could control a group of hunters?
OOC: Sure but I dont think the Covenant landed on Harvest. Maybe he could be on the ship until there is actual combat on another planet.(Which an RPer will make up)

Bump? : /

OOC:It does seem to have died off, well, I'll (try to)get the ball rolling again.

IC.................................*realizes how hard this is*
Brutus(OOC:Wow, so imaginative :rolleyes: ) threw his gaze around the cargo bay. He had the same feeling the others had, impatiance, hyperactivity(for a brute), and generally more cruelty.
The others were jostling, throwing punches at each other, and laughing at the other covenant's weakness.
He spied a crew of grunts with their relentless over seer.
They're loading cargo on a drop ship, that means combat, and soon(as the covenant did board the wreckage and scavanged some wrecked computers, that means some had to go over there)
The eight grunts struggled and heaved with the large purple case, the elite bellowed at the to put their spines into it. Infuriated with their lack of progress, the elite bashed in the skull of a worker, several squeals and barks erupted in fear, as the light blue blood splashed over everything close by. This seemed to encourage the grunts to that extra distance, and managed to haul the crate inside. "Get moving, grab that case of crystals(what would you call needler ammo, in fact, we should rename the covenant if you're RP-ing from their POV, or do you want to keep this simple?), and do it quicker, or I'll give the jackals some new toys"
This caused some panic, and they all hobbled twoards another crate, while one wandered off. Quickley the unfortunate grunt got lost in the maze of tall purple crates, hearing voices in a cluster of cases, he quickley hobbled into the center.
All the brutes stopped when the grunt came in.

Brutus grinned as he came up with a fun idea. The grunt quaked with fear, as the towering warrior approached him, to look less challenging, he made a bow, desperatley hoping that this would buy some mercy.
Brutus lifted him up harshley by his carapace, flashed his teeth in a malicious grin. He shoved his grenade launcher(isn't that what it was called in the first strike book? If not, I'll change this) into the grunts mid section, and pulled the trigger. The force of the shot propelled the grenade through the front carpace, but slowed it enough to stay inside, it also launched the poor grunt from the brute. Carrying him all the way back to the work crew, after the round tore his front to shreds.

The elite seen the bloodied corpse(or what is left of it) land no less than two feet away, soaking him with more of the grunt blood. With lightning speed, he drew his plasma rifle, favouring it over his pistol, and advanced in the direction of where it came. His hearing picked up the brutes laugh, not realizing there were more than one, he darted twoards an opening, leveled his rifle, then stopped dead in movement. All 6 brutes had their grenade launchers leveled twoards the elite.

The two speices were always feuding(a la Halo 2), and this was no different.

Brutus, being the leader, spoke up "I think you best want to get back to work, before we have some fun with you"

The elite, who didn't lack intelligence, knew there would be no glory or victory in this fight, not even a destinition to the paradise(that is what it is called right?). So he backed down, and hurridley went back to the labor crew before the brutes decided to have "fun"........

OOC:Was that any good :confused: ? I don't think so :( .....

OOC:I love Halo, can I RP as a Sparten? Or possibly as MC?

OOC:
what would you call needler ammo, in fact, we should rename the covenant if you're RP-ing from their POV, or do you want to keep this simple?
I would just call it needler ammo. Just keep it simple that way.
isn't that what it was called in the first strike book?
yes, that's what its called :)
OOC:I love Halo, can I RP as a Sparten? Or possibly as MC?
Spartans werent anywhere near Harvest when it was attacked. But later on, sure. :)
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Right about now, the covenant are about to glass sections of harvest and send ground troops to the surface.

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