Uh... more? Now! Hurry up damn you! Good to have you back in OW, mate
Haha, thanks, fella. It's good to be back.
wow welcome back dark
Why thank you, Gothik.
HUGE fan of everything related to Halo.
Looking forward to what you can come up with.
Hey, me to. I lost my love for writing when I got discouraged. I tried to push things and only screwed things up. It happens to us all so don't be down on yourself. Glad to have you back and I look forward to more of the story.
Thank you, hopefully, I won't disappoint. And, yes, Adrian. I think being discouraged in one's writing is a common thing, sadly.
Damn you DA for making this look so damn good. Like I need any more threads to distract me!
Seriously though, just the prologue reads very well. You better write more...
Haha, cheers, mate. Just keep 'em roleplay posts coming, and we'll be fine.
Now, this next bit, probably isn't worth a post. It’s more of a introductory piece to the main character - And, more than likely, is 99% unrelated to the rest of the story, save for it setting the tone. But, I'mma put it up, to give you hounds something to gnaw upon.
0800 hours, July 7, 2540 (Military Calendar) /
UNSC Darkest Before Dawn, Epsilon Eridani System.
[Recording begins. Two figures sit at a table, one of which is noticeably larger than the other. The smaller of the two, in a white, pristine uniform - Reminiscent of a surgeon’s - Is smoking a cigar.]
This is Rear Admiral Jonathan Watts, 34581-99201-JW. Spartan, please state your rank, name and service number for the record.
Petty Officer Second Class, Cassander-045, 23210-93881-C.
Thank you. Now, onto business, shall we?
[The Admiral smiles.]
Very well, sir.
You have an excellent combat record, Petty Officer -
[Interrupting.] Thank you, sir.
- Wounded-in-action on Corinth, distinguished for bravery during the Siege of New Constantinople, the Battle of Schiller… Two dozen other engagements.
[The Admiral exhales a mouthful of scented smoke.] And, most interestingly, a survivor of the Battle of Hope.
That is correct, sir.
I suppose, given your position as a first-hand witness, that you’ll know more about Hope than I, so I shan’t bore you with unnecessary details. In November of 2539, the Battle of Hope begun. The opening skirmish - Between Commodore Dayne’s Battlegroup and a trio of Covenant battlecruisers - Was a victory. However, it only denied the inevitable. Tell me, Petty Officer, what happened when the Covenant achieved a foothold upon Hope?
We killed them.