Nallore
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STATUS: I have returned home from vacay posts will restart Wednsday. 8 mos ago
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I have returned home from vacay posts will restart Wednsday.
8 mos ago
I'll be on vacation starting tomorrow so no posts from me during that week, but I shall be around for any questions for anyone in my RPs though.
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12 mos ago
For all you Halo enjoyers out there! :) roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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For all of you Halo lovers out there. :) roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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1 yr ago
Guild hurry up and fix your shit I want to RP nooooow.
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Warning if you ever RP with Morose & Kirah they will betray you and talk shit behind your back and will backstab you. To anyone who has RP'd with them in the past current or former members I am sorry that one or both of them has backstabbed you in some way. DO NOT RP WITH THESE PEOPLE!
RPs That I Currently Run:
The Dead Don't Die Open to all.
Heroes Rise: Paragon City Open to all.
Halo Edge of Midnight Open to all.
The Dead Don't Die Open to all.
Heroes Rise: Paragon City Open to all.
Halo Edge of Midnight Open to all.
PS Morose if you are able to read this YOU ARE EXACTLY LIKE LADY A!
Most Recent Posts
Oh wait should we have them stop at 7 so we can introduce Carver or just skip that?
Cuz he can? :P lol
Well now theres gonna be a book for them lol. :P
Lol okay i'll get my next post up in a bit then. :)
Kalas said
Oh so:-The Chief dicks on the Covenant.-Prophets blame the Arbiter.-Arbiter does some shit.-The Chief continues to dick on the Covies.-The Arbiter begins to realize Prophet's falseness.-Prophets get scared of Sangheili.-Jiralhanae are employed to genocide Sangheili.-Arbiter leads rebellion with other Sangheili leaders.-Rebels join the Humans.-Prophets get raped.
Pretty much I think but more from the Covvie's few. And 300th post is mine! :P
Do you want to timeskip to when they go to Four?
Broken Circle It's about the early days of the Covenant and the events that lead up to the Great Schism. Or The Covenant Civil War what ever you want to call it.
New Halo book coming November 4th 2014. :)
No problem.
23:45 Hours
22 August, 2550
Private bunk room of Gunnery Sargent Amber Mullan.
Amber laid on the small bed of her private bunk, she was glad to have a room to herself though she liked to socialize with the rest of GHOST this mission made her nervous however not knowing where they were going. The woman looked through the small viewport and saw nothing but the blackness of slipspace Amber started to think of her home Arcadia trying to wonder what her family was like, all she remembered was being taken from her home as a child and took into the SPARTAN II Program and spent years being trained to be a soldier. Then going through the augmentation which caused her to washout, and spent a long time in recovery and physical therapy she was told never to mention it to anyone and most of the other Spartans thought she had died, then the claxons started to go off.
They were going to be jumping out of slipspace soon, Amber grabbed her armor that was neatly set on the trunk of her bed Amber started to put on each piece on until she was completely covered in her combat armor. Amber made one last check on her tactical pad strapped to her forearm running a diagnostic to make sure that it was in working order, she left her bunk carrying her helmet under her arm. On her way to the Staging area the blonde spotted Brewer standing in the middle of the hallway looking like he was a deer caught in headlights. "Lost corporal?" Amber stopped looking at him for a moment and motioned for him to follow her. "Follow me, the staging area isn't to far off." She had the schematic of the Wayward Wanderer in her datapad and knew where to go and brought it up on the small holo projector a 3D image of the ship appeared showing where they were.
"It's just down here." Amber announced there was a ladder leading down four decks to the marine staging area, she strapped her helmet to a small strap on her armor and made the climb down. She looked to the members of GHOST in the large room watching some of the greenhorns talking to one another and looked to the new fancy pelican in the middle of the large room. She then headed towards the armory grabbing her personal MA5C and grabbed three clips of ammo stuffing them into her pocket, along with her M7S SMG along with a silencer and threaded it over the barrel of the gun grabbing more ammo for it as well as a few grenades, and her Master Systems Special Operations Communications Interface Computer Systems Technician Field Kit which all were fitted into her packpack strapping it over her shoulder holding the heavy equipment over her back.
22 August, 2550
Private bunk room of Gunnery Sargent Amber Mullan.
Amber laid on the small bed of her private bunk, she was glad to have a room to herself though she liked to socialize with the rest of GHOST this mission made her nervous however not knowing where they were going. The woman looked through the small viewport and saw nothing but the blackness of slipspace Amber started to think of her home Arcadia trying to wonder what her family was like, all she remembered was being taken from her home as a child and took into the SPARTAN II Program and spent years being trained to be a soldier. Then going through the augmentation which caused her to washout, and spent a long time in recovery and physical therapy she was told never to mention it to anyone and most of the other Spartans thought she had died, then the claxons started to go off.
They were going to be jumping out of slipspace soon, Amber grabbed her armor that was neatly set on the trunk of her bed Amber started to put on each piece on until she was completely covered in her combat armor. Amber made one last check on her tactical pad strapped to her forearm running a diagnostic to make sure that it was in working order, she left her bunk carrying her helmet under her arm. On her way to the Staging area the blonde spotted Brewer standing in the middle of the hallway looking like he was a deer caught in headlights. "Lost corporal?" Amber stopped looking at him for a moment and motioned for him to follow her. "Follow me, the staging area isn't to far off." She had the schematic of the Wayward Wanderer in her datapad and knew where to go and brought it up on the small holo projector a 3D image of the ship appeared showing where they were.
"It's just down here." Amber announced there was a ladder leading down four decks to the marine staging area, she strapped her helmet to a small strap on her armor and made the climb down. She looked to the members of GHOST in the large room watching some of the greenhorns talking to one another and looked to the new fancy pelican in the middle of the large room. She then headed towards the armory grabbing her personal MA5C and grabbed three clips of ammo stuffing them into her pocket, along with her M7S SMG along with a silencer and threaded it over the barrel of the gun grabbing more ammo for it as well as a few grenades, and her Master Systems Special Operations Communications Interface Computer Systems Technician Field Kit which all were fitted into her packpack strapping it over her shoulder holding the heavy equipment over her back.
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