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To be honest, I would too. But adding a tv series would mean adding entire intricate timelines to the timeline I've already created. The lore from most tv shows are already enormous, I've decided to limit this timeline to ONLY video games. With the exception of Star Wars, since it's technically "long ago." I'd like to add Aliens and Predator onto the timeline, but I'll do that another time.
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It was odd entering Eos for the first time. It was blatantly obvious to Scourge that humans hated aliens. From the moment he entered the docks, he was welcomed with scornful looks and distasteful comments about his appearance. How unusual, he felt the same way about them.
Scourge stood seven feet tall with a body as thick as a Turian's. It took him two weeks of malnutrition to get to the size that he was in, the Jedi council wouldn't allow him to set foot on Mars unless he'd make himself look more appealing. He felt disgusting. So scrawny, so week, so puny, all for the sake of appealing to these narrow minded humans. Wast of time. Scourge thought to himself. I will find nothing of value here.
Scourge walked the streets of the city slums, praying that something interesting would appear. As though on queue, a little boy sprinted past him with a dozen guards following behind him. "we've got that Conduit scum this time!" Scourge looked over to see the boy ahead, he was small and flimsy, as breakable as a toothpick. A conduit? On Mars? No wonder they're chasing him, the poor boy probably doesn't even know what they'll do to him. After looking towards where the boy was running, the boy creates an ice ladder and tricks the guards into climbing it. Scourge could hear the boy say, "wow...that was too easy."
Scourge smiled deviously under his mask. It seemed he'd finally found something interesting. He didn't notice Dogma watching next to him. "Incredible!" Dogma says. She's such a naive Volus. "Were those Jedi powers? When can I learn to do that?"
Scourge shook his head. "No, he's what humans call 'Conduit.' They're mutated humans that have powers over ice, fire, electricity, or telekenisis. On Earth, they're very common. On Mars, they're considered dangerous." Scourge had done plenty of research before coming to Mars. Although he was confident that his force training could surpass any conduit, he was still impressed after seeing the boy. "Let's go find him, Dogma. If he's running around Mars free, he's an enemy of the state. Perhaps we can send him to an Orphanage through Earth's System's Alliance."
Dogma nodded, hiding her smile underneath her mask.
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Dogma couldn't hold in her excitement for much longer. Her, a Volus, with Jedi powers, about to meet a Conduit! She walked across the streets of the rundown buildings downtown of Eos. It was smelly and the people looked malnourished compared to the peoples near the White House. Must be normal Dogma thought to herself. Following the boy's trail, Dogma couldn't stop thinking about the beautiful architecture that she had seen earlier. Magnificent building meant strictly to impress people, skyscrapers that can watch over the entire planet, police cars the size of tanks patrolling the streets. This alien world amazed her in every way. Eventually, after a few hours of walking, she finally finds the boy that was running away earlier, sitting down and watching t.v. in a rundown shack building off the edge of the street. She knocked on the flimsy door, "Hello?" She asked.
Scourge stood seven feet tall with a body as thick as a Turian's. It took him two weeks of malnutrition to get to the size that he was in, the Jedi council wouldn't allow him to set foot on Mars unless he'd make himself look more appealing. He felt disgusting. So scrawny, so week, so puny, all for the sake of appealing to these narrow minded humans. Wast of time. Scourge thought to himself. I will find nothing of value here.
Scourge walked the streets of the city slums, praying that something interesting would appear. As though on queue, a little boy sprinted past him with a dozen guards following behind him. "we've got that Conduit scum this time!" Scourge looked over to see the boy ahead, he was small and flimsy, as breakable as a toothpick. A conduit? On Mars? No wonder they're chasing him, the poor boy probably doesn't even know what they'll do to him. After looking towards where the boy was running, the boy creates an ice ladder and tricks the guards into climbing it. Scourge could hear the boy say, "wow...that was too easy."
Scourge smiled deviously under his mask. It seemed he'd finally found something interesting. He didn't notice Dogma watching next to him. "Incredible!" Dogma says. She's such a naive Volus. "Were those Jedi powers? When can I learn to do that?"
Scourge shook his head. "No, he's what humans call 'Conduit.' They're mutated humans that have powers over ice, fire, electricity, or telekenisis. On Earth, they're very common. On Mars, they're considered dangerous." Scourge had done plenty of research before coming to Mars. Although he was confident that his force training could surpass any conduit, he was still impressed after seeing the boy. "Let's go find him, Dogma. If he's running around Mars free, he's an enemy of the state. Perhaps we can send him to an Orphanage through Earth's System's Alliance."
Dogma nodded, hiding her smile underneath her mask.
XXX
Dogma couldn't hold in her excitement for much longer. Her, a Volus, with Jedi powers, about to meet a Conduit! She walked across the streets of the rundown buildings downtown of Eos. It was smelly and the people looked malnourished compared to the peoples near the White House. Must be normal Dogma thought to herself. Following the boy's trail, Dogma couldn't stop thinking about the beautiful architecture that she had seen earlier. Magnificent building meant strictly to impress people, skyscrapers that can watch over the entire planet, police cars the size of tanks patrolling the streets. This alien world amazed her in every way. Eventually, after a few hours of walking, she finally finds the boy that was running away earlier, sitting down and watching t.v. in a rundown shack building off the edge of the street. She knocked on the flimsy door, "Hello?" She asked.
Well, feel free to make a noble spartan team if you'd like. You'll just need to create a character sheet for each character.
A Spartan would be great. Spartans are associated with the UNSC, which makes them immediate soldiers for the Martial alliance (Unless one has decided to go rogue). Spartans go through the same training and history as they did through the game, the only difference being that Spartans work to protect Mars, not Earth.
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Codex Update:
2525: Project Olympus is put into place by the Mars Alliance. After years of research thanks to the ORION project, average UNSC soldiers are now augmented with 100% survival rate. These augmentations fall short of the ones SPARTANs received, but they still are very helpful. They include, increased mussle mass, increased lung capacity, a decrease in reflex time by 30% and enchanced senses. Marines now wear Mark V SPI armor, now upgraded to enhance speed and strength, and are equipped with personal shielding, although it still falls short of MJOLNIR's capabilities. ODSTs have had their regular armor upgraded with personal shielding, improved alloys, and an improved HUD. (HALO)
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Also, if you look at the under the "military strengths" spoiler in my second post, you'll see there are several career options within the Martian alliance. A Spartan, in this case, would probably be a security guard for some of the higher ranking officials in the city.
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Codex Update:
2525: Project Olympus is put into place by the Mars Alliance. After years of research thanks to the ORION project, average UNSC soldiers are now augmented with 100% survival rate. These augmentations fall short of the ones SPARTANs received, but they still are very helpful. They include, increased mussle mass, increased lung capacity, a decrease in reflex time by 30% and enchanced senses. Marines now wear Mark V SPI armor, now upgraded to enhance speed and strength, and are equipped with personal shielding, although it still falls short of MJOLNIR's capabilities. ODSTs have had their regular armor upgraded with personal shielding, improved alloys, and an improved HUD. (HALO)
XXX
Also, if you look at the under the "military strengths" spoiler in my second post, you'll see there are several career options within the Martian alliance. A Spartan, in this case, would probably be a security guard for some of the higher ranking officials in the city.
Characters based on multiple cultures from around the world. I have twenty so far, I still need to create the rest. I'll use this picture as a reference: 
http://www.deviantart.com/art/Artwork-Commentary-2-Music-and-Cultures-420912603
Europe:
Iberian (Spanish, Portuguese)
Western and Central Europe (French Latin, Germanic)
Italian (Latin)
Eastern European (Slavic)
Scandinavia (north Germanic, Finno-Ugric)
Byzantium (Greek, Armenians)
British Isles (Gaellic)
Indo-Aryan:
Persian (Iranian, Aryan)
Hindustan (India, Aryan)
Semitic:
Arabic (Bedouins)
Jewish
Mesopotamian
North Africa:
Maghreb (Berber, Tuareg)
Rest of Africa:
Western Africa (Mali)
Eastern Africa (Abyssinian)
Asanti
Kongolese
Swahili
Altaic:
Mongol
Turkic
Steppe People like the:
Cumans
Kypchacks
Bulgars
Pechenegs
East Asian:
Chinese (Han, Cantonese, etc.)
Japanese (Including Indigenous people)
Korean
Manchu
South East Asian:
Malay (Javanese, Minangkabauan, Malaya)
Indochinese (Mon Khmer, Vietnamese)
Thai.
Rest of Asia:
Burman (Tibetan, Burmese)
America:
North American Natives
Mesoamerican (Aztec)
South American (Inca)
Carribean Natives
European Settlers.
Others:
Pacific Islanders
Austronesian
Native Artic (Tusgusic, Inuit)
Polynesian
http://www.deviantart.com/art/Artwork-Commentary-2-Music-and-Cultures-420912603
Europe:
Iberian (Spanish, Portuguese)
Western and Central Europe (French Latin, Germanic)
Italian (Latin)
Eastern European (Slavic)
Scandinavia (north Germanic, Finno-Ugric)
Byzantium (Greek, Armenians)
British Isles (Gaellic)
Indo-Aryan:
Persian (Iranian, Aryan)
Hindustan (India, Aryan)
Semitic:
Arabic (Bedouins)
Jewish
Mesopotamian
North Africa:
Maghreb (Berber, Tuareg)
Rest of Africa:
Western Africa (Mali)
Eastern Africa (Abyssinian)
Asanti
Kongolese
Swahili
Altaic:
Mongol
Turkic
Steppe People like the:
Cumans
Kypchacks
Bulgars
Pechenegs
East Asian:
Chinese (Han, Cantonese, etc.)
Japanese (Including Indigenous people)
Korean
Manchu
South East Asian:
Malay (Javanese, Minangkabauan, Malaya)
Indochinese (Mon Khmer, Vietnamese)
Thai.
Rest of Asia:
Burman (Tibetan, Burmese)
America:
North American Natives
Mesoamerican (Aztec)
South American (Inca)
Carribean Natives
European Settlers.
Others:
Pacific Islanders
Austronesian
Native Artic (Tusgusic, Inuit)
Polynesian
Yep yep.
It'll be us two until more people ask to join. Let's make this a slow paced RP, one post a week requirement.
It'll be us two until more people ask to join. Let's make this a slow paced RP, one post a week requirement.
2537: Eos, Mars
The streets and roads were quiet today. Work and school was cancelled today due to the "special guests" that were arriving to the city. Before they were called terrorists, secessionists, traitors, villains, anything that could paint them as evil to the Martian alliance. Today, the government was forced to brush that aside and invite them to the capital city.
The White House. The building that holds the residence and workplace of all the representatives within the Martian empire. For the first time in decades, members from the outer colonies have requested to return to the white as representatives from their colonies.
"The outer colonies hold a third of the martian population, as well as two thirds of land claimed by the UNSC, we demand the protection we were promised since the colonization." Harold Grant was a thirty two year old, well built black skinned politician. The scar on his cheek was no doubt a result from the secessionist war. He was probably sent to speak as an 'apology' for the secession attempt.
Throughout the hearing, Harold had been pretending to be a patriot, pretending to victim, and pretending to love the politicians in the room. Fortunately, no one noticed his lies. "If the Martian alliance is to ever unite again, it's the responsibility of the central government to provide the necessary tools, equipment, and aid for the outer colonies to defend themselves against the Covenant empire."
Most of his argument made since, but some politicians were still bitter. "And how are we so sure these weapons won't be used against us once the covenant is defeated?" Michelangelo, a tan skinned congressmen, spoke out against the Harold. He said, "The Covenant threat has only destroyed lightly populated planets that didn't even have proper militaries. Our Spartans have proven to be 100% effective against them. So far, the incompetence of the outer colonies are what have gotten them destroyed, the Covenant are not a major threat. Secession movements are the real threat."
Harold wanted to say a lot more to Michelangelo, but he bit his tongue. He had to trick congress, trick them into believing that the outer colonies won't try to secede again.
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The hearing was broadcasted throughout the city. Although the streets were quieter then usual, Dogma was still glad to have the opportunity to see so many sites.
"We don't sell to aliens," The wall-mart manager said to Dogma.
Dogma didn't seem to mind. She smiled under her space suit, "That's alright, I just like looking at your human trinkets!"
The manager shook his head, "You don't understand, aliens aren't allowed in my store."
"I noticed that customer brought a dog inside, aren't dogs technically aliens?"
"Dogs don't count."
"My name is Dogma, does that count?"
"No." The manager said, clearly annoyed by Dogma's attitude.
"You know, technically to me, you're the alien."
"What'd you call me?" Before the manager could call security, Dogma's master stepped in.
He was large, bulky, and humanoid by nature. He wore a suit thicker then Dogma's, but his had a voice changer to make him resemble more human. "Please excuse my padawn," Scourge said to the manager, "She is young, and inexperienced with human culture, we'll be on our way now."
Scourge and Dogma walked out the store. Scourge, as usual, didn't say anything. Dogma asks, "Can we go to the amusement park next? I heard-"
"No." Scourge said calmly. "We are here to observe the hearing of the outer colony debate. We were invited by the Martian government to observe the debate so that we may better understand Martian culture. For the first time in history, earthling diplomats, council ambassadors, and foreign corporate members have been invited to Eos in the hopes to smooth over diplomatic relations with Mars. This is a clear sign that the Mars may need allies against the Covenant empire over the next couple of years. Their isolationist policy will not protect them against this new threat for long."
XXX
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"When human life is under threat, it's the responsibility of humans to protect them. What nation would we be, if we weren't willing to protect our own citizens against aliens?" Harold pleaded to the council, not sure if any of them were listening.
XXX
In outskirts of the White House, a black suited soldier climbs over the walls of the building. Although the White House is named after the American capital building that was destroyed during the great war, the White House is actually a giant obelisk that serves as the command center for the Martian military and intelligence head quarters for the Martian empire. It houses an endless amount of secrets that the public will never know about. It's for this reason exactly, that the soldier is willing to climb five hundred feet to sneak inside.
Armed with the latest stealth technology the Helghast empire can create, the soldier will use the lessened security precautions in order to infilitrate the building.
The streets and roads were quiet today. Work and school was cancelled today due to the "special guests" that were arriving to the city. Before they were called terrorists, secessionists, traitors, villains, anything that could paint them as evil to the Martian alliance. Today, the government was forced to brush that aside and invite them to the capital city.
The White House. The building that holds the residence and workplace of all the representatives within the Martian empire. For the first time in decades, members from the outer colonies have requested to return to the white as representatives from their colonies.
"The outer colonies hold a third of the martian population, as well as two thirds of land claimed by the UNSC, we demand the protection we were promised since the colonization." Harold Grant was a thirty two year old, well built black skinned politician. The scar on his cheek was no doubt a result from the secessionist war. He was probably sent to speak as an 'apology' for the secession attempt.
Throughout the hearing, Harold had been pretending to be a patriot, pretending to victim, and pretending to love the politicians in the room. Fortunately, no one noticed his lies. "If the Martian alliance is to ever unite again, it's the responsibility of the central government to provide the necessary tools, equipment, and aid for the outer colonies to defend themselves against the Covenant empire."
Most of his argument made since, but some politicians were still bitter. "And how are we so sure these weapons won't be used against us once the covenant is defeated?" Michelangelo, a tan skinned congressmen, spoke out against the Harold. He said, "The Covenant threat has only destroyed lightly populated planets that didn't even have proper militaries. Our Spartans have proven to be 100% effective against them. So far, the incompetence of the outer colonies are what have gotten them destroyed, the Covenant are not a major threat. Secession movements are the real threat."
Harold wanted to say a lot more to Michelangelo, but he bit his tongue. He had to trick congress, trick them into believing that the outer colonies won't try to secede again.
XXX
The hearing was broadcasted throughout the city. Although the streets were quieter then usual, Dogma was still glad to have the opportunity to see so many sites.
"We don't sell to aliens," The wall-mart manager said to Dogma.
Dogma didn't seem to mind. She smiled under her space suit, "That's alright, I just like looking at your human trinkets!"
The manager shook his head, "You don't understand, aliens aren't allowed in my store."
"I noticed that customer brought a dog inside, aren't dogs technically aliens?"
"Dogs don't count."
"My name is Dogma, does that count?"
"No." The manager said, clearly annoyed by Dogma's attitude.
"You know, technically to me, you're the alien."
"What'd you call me?" Before the manager could call security, Dogma's master stepped in.
He was large, bulky, and humanoid by nature. He wore a suit thicker then Dogma's, but his had a voice changer to make him resemble more human. "Please excuse my padawn," Scourge said to the manager, "She is young, and inexperienced with human culture, we'll be on our way now."
Scourge and Dogma walked out the store. Scourge, as usual, didn't say anything. Dogma asks, "Can we go to the amusement park next? I heard-"
"No." Scourge said calmly. "We are here to observe the hearing of the outer colony debate. We were invited by the Martian government to observe the debate so that we may better understand Martian culture. For the first time in history, earthling diplomats, council ambassadors, and foreign corporate members have been invited to Eos in the hopes to smooth over diplomatic relations with Mars. This is a clear sign that the Mars may need allies against the Covenant empire over the next couple of years. Their isolationist policy will not protect them against this new threat for long."
XXX
XXX
"When human life is under threat, it's the responsibility of humans to protect them. What nation would we be, if we weren't willing to protect our own citizens against aliens?" Harold pleaded to the council, not sure if any of them were listening.
XXX
In outskirts of the White House, a black suited soldier climbs over the walls of the building. Although the White House is named after the American capital building that was destroyed during the great war, the White House is actually a giant obelisk that serves as the command center for the Martian military and intelligence head quarters for the Martian empire. It houses an endless amount of secrets that the public will never know about. It's for this reason exactly, that the soldier is willing to climb five hundred feet to sneak inside.
Armed with the latest stealth technology the Helghast empire can create, the soldier will use the lessened security precautions in order to infilitrate the building.
I was hoping for me Character sheets before starting
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