Slothtastic
Sloth Overlord.
"During Humanity's space exploration and colonization days, they found a planet that is very much like Earth! Just with better air quality (obviously) and untouched environment! They called it Sanctuary, a place where all of our humans could have a chance to live like we did on Earth. Just better! Just imagi-"
"Can someone shut that damn thing off?" The grizzled and old voice called out. He had been listening to the same damn thing for over 4 days now and almost knew it by heart. The survivors listened to it because it calmed them, help them think of what their planet used to be. The UNSC soldiers didn't mind up until now.
"Yes sir." A marine responded, turning the radio off. The Older marine sighed. It had been almost a week since the UNSC frigates had been attacked by the Covenant. The UNSC Merciless Cold had been the first to evacuate after taking too much damage to the engines and the bridge. There had been only a few pods that had made it out. The other ship, Liberation had tried to fight four Covenant ships on its own. Safe to say, almost none made it out. They had landed on Sanctuary, which was victim to the Covenant's new ground assaults. They had tried to send out a distress beacon, but there was no such luck. The Covenant had taken over the Radio tower. Which was in the middle of a Covenant controlled city called Shaw. Named after the founder of the city. The Covenant slaughtered and drove the people of Shaw away, which the Liutenant's men had found. They took them into their group and tried to find a place they could hold up. Which happened to be a small 'End of the World' bunker. Apparently some lunatic prepared for something like this. Morale was low and so were rations. There seemed to be no end for them, no way to take it back. But, there were rumors. Rumors of 3 Spartan-IIs being on Sanctuary after the frigates were destroyed. Lieutenant Hargrove didn't think this was the case, he only knew of the ODSTs that had dropped from the Merciless Cold. But the rumors were beginning to raise morale, so he didn't try to shut it down. As long as they believed what they believed they could make it out.
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On almost the other side of the city, Major Michael '0-75' had landed in the ODST drop pod. He realized why no one else had taken them except the two other SPARTANs in his squad. The ride was bumpy as hell and he didn't care too much for the added jamming of the airlock. He kicked open the door, it being easy in his MJOLNIR armor. Almost immediately he regretted it, he had landed in a shack's roof, suspended by the pod's metal parachute. But kicking open the door had stopped that, and immediately he fell again. Sitting up groggily, he made his way over to the pod and picked up his standard issue MA5B assault rifle. With only 463 rounds for it. Next came the shotgun, with only 19 more shells. And last but not least, his Magnum. Which only had three clips left. He looked down at himself, his Olive green armor was safe, except for a few minor scratches. Checking his TEAMCOM he saw the other's vitals. They'd live, he decided. And immediately he entered the UNSC emergency broadcast channel.
"This is Spartan 0-75, Michael. If there are any UNSC units in the area respond."
OOC:
Ah yes, a Halo rp. Many want to be a badass Spartan II but, like said in the beginning there were only 3. And with Michael already being there, there can be only two more SPARTANs. Keep in mind that there will be death. And player death. Do remember that your characters aren't invincible. Even if you become a Spartan. While they are hard to kill, they are killable. If your character does die, you can make another character that is another marine or ODST. Without further ado, please make your characters here or PM me using this format:
Name:
Age:
Unit (Spartan, ODST, Marine):
Short biography (Which frigate they were on, what planet they came from, what they were doing before the attack etc):
Appearance (Pictures are welcome and so are descriptions):
"Can someone shut that damn thing off?" The grizzled and old voice called out. He had been listening to the same damn thing for over 4 days now and almost knew it by heart. The survivors listened to it because it calmed them, help them think of what their planet used to be. The UNSC soldiers didn't mind up until now.
"Yes sir." A marine responded, turning the radio off. The Older marine sighed. It had been almost a week since the UNSC frigates had been attacked by the Covenant. The UNSC Merciless Cold had been the first to evacuate after taking too much damage to the engines and the bridge. There had been only a few pods that had made it out. The other ship, Liberation had tried to fight four Covenant ships on its own. Safe to say, almost none made it out. They had landed on Sanctuary, which was victim to the Covenant's new ground assaults. They had tried to send out a distress beacon, but there was no such luck. The Covenant had taken over the Radio tower. Which was in the middle of a Covenant controlled city called Shaw. Named after the founder of the city. The Covenant slaughtered and drove the people of Shaw away, which the Liutenant's men had found. They took them into their group and tried to find a place they could hold up. Which happened to be a small 'End of the World' bunker. Apparently some lunatic prepared for something like this. Morale was low and so were rations. There seemed to be no end for them, no way to take it back. But, there were rumors. Rumors of 3 Spartan-IIs being on Sanctuary after the frigates were destroyed. Lieutenant Hargrove didn't think this was the case, he only knew of the ODSTs that had dropped from the Merciless Cold. But the rumors were beginning to raise morale, so he didn't try to shut it down. As long as they believed what they believed they could make it out.
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On almost the other side of the city, Major Michael '0-75' had landed in the ODST drop pod. He realized why no one else had taken them except the two other SPARTANs in his squad. The ride was bumpy as hell and he didn't care too much for the added jamming of the airlock. He kicked open the door, it being easy in his MJOLNIR armor. Almost immediately he regretted it, he had landed in a shack's roof, suspended by the pod's metal parachute. But kicking open the door had stopped that, and immediately he fell again. Sitting up groggily, he made his way over to the pod and picked up his standard issue MA5B assault rifle. With only 463 rounds for it. Next came the shotgun, with only 19 more shells. And last but not least, his Magnum. Which only had three clips left. He looked down at himself, his Olive green armor was safe, except for a few minor scratches. Checking his TEAMCOM he saw the other's vitals. They'd live, he decided. And immediately he entered the UNSC emergency broadcast channel.
"This is Spartan 0-75, Michael. If there are any UNSC units in the area respond."
OOC:
Ah yes, a Halo rp. Many want to be a badass Spartan II but, like said in the beginning there were only 3. And with Michael already being there, there can be only two more SPARTANs. Keep in mind that there will be death. And player death. Do remember that your characters aren't invincible. Even if you become a Spartan. While they are hard to kill, they are killable. If your character does die, you can make another character that is another marine or ODST. Without further ado, please make your characters here or PM me using this format:
Name:
Age:
Unit (Spartan, ODST, Marine):
Short biography (Which frigate they were on, what planet they came from, what they were doing before the attack etc):
Appearance (Pictures are welcome and so are descriptions):
