Topic: HALO:Combat Evolved: Heretic
(I couldent wait. if you want to, join after some of the RPGs die off.)
Rules:You may be a UNSC Marine, Spartan II or just about anything, you cannot be Yanme'e (drones) due to the presence of a hive mind, and i cant let one person control untold swarms of characters. Lekgolo (hunters) are not advised as they may be very difficult to RP acurately.
for more resorces on alien species,technology or other things (WARNING:MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS TO HALO 3) see this link
This takes place on a small earthlike planet, indigenous life is mainly consistant of bovine-like creatures in the plains on the supercontinent, primates in the jungles/forest insects where ever they please. (there are dotted islands around the supercontinent, many of them volcanicly active.
ok, dont be all powerful, if your a spartan, you can easily kill drones and grunts for marines these are more chalangeing. The covenat isnt broken.
Most of you know the rules, if not then the basics are stay consistant, no instakills, stay within reason, you are not untouchable if your a spartan. (DONT BE ACTUALY CHARACTERS 117(Master Cheif) Sgt.Johnson) I will GM as best I can. I will need some human AIs for the spartans,
OK Heres the background:
A covenant ship has crashed on a small planet. The ship a crusier called Burning Vengance was damaged in slipspace. Humanity wants the planet, the ship is actually floating a couple hundred feet off the ground, but is still considered grounded. Humanity wants the planet, its rich in flora and fauna, and on the farside, under the ocean is a massive amount of metals and oil. They are launching a mission to capture the ship, and hopefully repair it and take it to the Covenant homeworld to capture the Covenant's Prophets. This is before the events leading to HALO: Combat Evolved, there are still spartans, Reach hasnt been glassed.
Name: Mike Jameson
Rank: Private 1st Class (PFC)
Class: ODST(Orbital Drop Shock Troopers) Marine
Weapons: MA5B Assault rifle magnum Battle Rifle, grenades
Apearance:Short brown hair. Hazel eyes, still has all his teeth
Personality: Fun guy, like many ODST thinks hes the best of the best of the best. He can fight, and is ready to kill some aliens, Jokes with his sargent frequently.
By the time Mike's pod door slamed shut, he was all strapped in. He pulled the small disk from his pocket, and sliped it into the com unit in his pod. As the pod lurched,signifying his exit from the ship Hiroshima he pressed the play button. An old song, over five hundred years old, began to play(Thunderstruck by AC/DC) He had found it by chance in a music store. That would sure as hell piss the captain off. Sure enough, captain Michale's voice sounded over the com, she acurately guessed who had done it. "Jameson, get that sh*! off the chanels" She said, her voice carring a sterness that she probably learned from a sergent. Johnson turned off the disc, and waited it out, his pod shaking violently as it began to enter the atmosphere.
Last edited by Adeptus_Astartes (Wednesday, December 19, 2007 6:40 pm)
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