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1 yr ago
"Why are you returning this book?" "It was written in second person."
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1 yr ago
omg omg HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEN 🎉🎉🎉🎊🥳🍾🥂
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1 yr ago
Update bitches: I lived and they actually closed the hole 💪
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1 yr ago
Alright bitches, tomorrow's the day! Doc's either gonna close the hole in my heart or tell me nah and we gotta find an alternative.
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1 yr ago
You know you're fucked when the EMTs start recognizing you lol
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fia - 21+
mainly just here for the sentimentality but i'll occasionally join a new rp


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"Not quite sure I'm following." Master Chief understood what the job was, just not why Fate was specifically choosing him to assist. Not that he'd had a problem with it, though covering all the whats-&-whys angles would be a plus.
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The whole situation was becoming more complex, more mystifying, by the second. Receive an answer and another dozen questions would pop up as a result. Yes of course the Chief was aware of more galaxies in existence, but the reality of more timelines was just surreal. He still wasn't sure if he could believe it what he was hearing now. Did that mean the Multiverse Theory is true? Hm, interesting.

Next question. "Where do I come in, in all this?" Master Chief asked. Fate had mentioned that he wasn't supposed to die just yet, but that couldn't be the only way in which he was involved in all this. Otherwise Fate wouldn't be explaining all this to him, this wasn't the kind of information that would be given to just anybody.
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He had referred to himself in third person, but why? Master Chief listened without interruption as Dr. Fate explained the purpose behind his attendance. 'Classified' meant that a new boundary was just established, made things a bit more complicated, but that wasn't going to hold him back from voicing his concerns. This was supposed to all make sense, to make everything seem alright and acceptable? And what did Fate mean when he said that it wasn't time for him to die yet?

One question at a time. "The new changes, what are they?" Chief asked Fate.
Master Chief tensed instinctively, further straightening his posture as he eyed the stranger warily. Not to say that he wasn't already suspicious -that came to him naturally- but he sensed that there was something 'off' about the situation. "Care to elaborate?" Even if this Dr. Fate could manage to conjure some plausible story, the Chief wasn't so sure he'd believe him.
Of course he didn't know details: compartmentalization. It had its ups and downs but like the saying goes, the ends justify the means. Supposedly, anyways. Chief nodded his acknowledgment to the officer but besides that, didn't respond. He was quiet the rest of the way and observed his surroundings out of habit as the two men escorted him the bridge. The unfamiliar figure, the cloaked one in the unusual attire, is who caught his attention first. "Whose our guest?" he asked aloud to no one in particular, so long as he'd receive an answer.
This was predictable outcome, really. It wasn't the first time the Chief had found himself caught in a tough situation such as now, and it likely wouldn't be the last either. But all there was left to do was take it day-by-day.

"Fine. Not so sure I can say the same for the suit though" he responded. A slight downplay compared to the truth but nothing too serious for him to worry about. But it probably wasn't something everyone could agree with him on. He began towards the officer. "Where are we headed now?" he asked, wondering about their destination once they would reach the Reclaimer.
It's hard to know which sound is the more frightening, the more deafening, of the two: the thunderous roar of an explosion capable of mass destruction or the deathly silence to ensue? Both seemed quite capable of producing the chills that ran up your spine and crawled under your skin. Master Chief -or John, as some addressed him by- floated aimlessly in the endless space of the galaxy. He'd won the fight, yes, but where did that land him? Somewhere and nowhere at the same time if such a situation is even possible. Alone and unarmed, save for the protective suit still encasing his body. But it would only be so long until even that would become useless. What now? Only time could tell but he didn't have expectations set too high, just enough to keep things realistic.
We know the technological soldiers of Halo and the heroes of Gotham. But what would happen if two worlds were to, hypothetically speaking, collide?

  • Halo & DC Universe crossover.
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