Halo Covenent

Started by Spawn_Master118 pages

[Ok, Spartan, a few things

1.CALM DOWN! This thread is NOT going to die in a day

2. THE COVENANT AFTER US ARE BRUTES, JACKALS, AND DRONES! They don't all have to be on the same ship

3.CHECK YOUR SPELLING AND GRAMMER! It sounds like your a baby gargling out words

4.WHEN WE'RE IN THE RP, CALL ME BY MY RP NAME! After that, call me SM

5.TYPE YOUR TOPICS IN A WAY WE CAN UNDERSTAND! Like, when your character is talking, "Talk like this". If your character is doing a certain task, *Talk like this*. (Don't put all your words and tasks like this. It makes it hard to understand that. Only put off topic sentences here)

Follow those instructions, and things will be alot easier, thanks 😬 ]

[To you, Spartan4489: Take it easy.. He said he was not at home, nothing more about that..
To you, SM: ....]

Plo nodded as he took the levetating table out of the room. This felt very wierd. Not long ago, these demons where his arch enemys. Not anymore, he though as he walked trough the hallway with the table of Raevynn. "Why cant we just let it heal. It was not that serious" He said and shook his head. He was, after all medical trained.

[lol sorry you guys know i was not actually going crazy right? lol any way sorry]

*we can let her heal on the new ship...we need a slip space drive to get to the prophets ship to take em out but we cant do it with this beatn up covanent capiltal shhip...and plo i need you to bring her to the ship..i have special plans for her...as i was shearching for a new ship ..i found this one "sumer solistice" it has new armour specialy desinged for a spartant on board...its amazing...and for an extra bonus i think i found you some new toys...*

*the fule line is open for you...it will lead you directly twoards the new ship*

Originally posted by Darth Extecute
[To you, SM: ....]
[Hehe..sorry ermm ]

Originally posted by Spawn_Master
[Hehe..sorry ermm ]

[[ Gaaah.. 🤣 You could not have made a post while you were at it? 😛 ]]

Originally posted by Darth Extecute
[[ Gaaah.. 🤣 You could not have made a post while you were at it? 😛 ]]
[THERE'S NOTHING TO POST! ranting ]

lol yes there is...were waiting for you to engage the enemy -.-

My character:
Name: Bren Akaree
Sex: Female
Species: Sangheili (Elite)
Hair / Fur: None
Skin: dark purple
Eyes: glowing dark red
Rank: Stealth
Armor: shining red
weapons: camouflage, covenant crabine rifle, plasma grenades, and an energy sword

(yea uh can i join and where we would i be?)

[]of course you can join! You could be basicly where ever you wanted. You can have your own ship and be sent to destroy me and the other humans, or better yet your character could be protecting the prophets. []

(wokey twokey)

Awaken within a haze, his vision blurry, red and purple blood spattered on his helmet, the Elite struggled to his feet emerging victorious from his last battle where all his comrades have been lost, he let loose a loud prideful and soreful war cheer though he may have won the battle he lost many comrades, he stands in the middle of thousands of human soldiers, hunter, grunts, jackals, elites, and one of his fallen ships, what lied within the ship only fueled to his anger, a prophet lying before his feet dead in a puddle of blood
"no human could have killed him, I must report this immediatly to the council must I only hope tehy will not have ridance of me for failing of his protection"
he picked up some weapons along the way, more clips, and grenades, then staggered off to find any more of his kind

[]DAYUM people where are all the posts.... []

The spartan still lay on the cold table. Her arm twitched a bit as her mind was flooded with memories from her past.

He tripped over what he remembered to be his last kill a human in a green special, shield coated armour, he growled at the human for he was the apparent one who killed him, yes he remembered, he began having flashbacks,

*flashback*

-he was guarding the prophet and as the spartan launched an grenade he managed to get a shot off from his sniper rifle to take out the prophet before he brought about the shield, and just as he did that he was able to kill him off with his own sniper rifle and afterwards the grenade blew and there he went blank-

*flash end*

"curse you human!!!"
he stomped on the humans face squashing his helmet and causeing blood and brain chunks to fly loosely

[]is your character on earth?[]

(wait uh yes if there are any more people on earth, no if there is no one on the planet if there isnt im on one of the many halos)
"his shield technology was higher than mine i shall report this to the council also so these humans can suffer, we cant win a war against humans who are mor advandced as we are"
he stared into the sky seeing that a ship was hovering over an area that seemed 10 miles away

[]yup our ship just landed on earth. We're after the prophets, but no one likes to post in this threat lol. And my character is really bruised up so shes unconcious. yup yup thats pretty much the whole story[]

(yea thats reeeaaaalll great)
after minutes of walking he arrived at the teleporter and stepped into the ray bringing him up into the ship, he say the ship was in chaos as everyone was scrambling he saw a fellow elite, a prophet spy.
"where is the prophet"
the spy pointed to the direction and he began walking off towards that direction in all the chaos a grunt ran into him and started holding him yelling
"we're all gonna die! we're all gonna die!"
he growled and lifted the grunt by his head and squashed his tiny head within his palm
"no my friend you're gonna die"
finally reaching the prophet He began telling the long story
"ah..." the prophet said, "so these powerful humans are here and they are actually capabile of killing us?" he began soundind quite fearful and intrigued
"yes sir, and I ask can you help me help you by advancing my shield technology" the elite was eager to seek revenge
"hmm..." the prophet was wondering, "yes but you know it will cost me great power to do so making myself vunerable so if you are to fail then my protection is in great danger but, you do seem to have what it takes if you killed one yourself so, i shall hereby grant you this new technology making your shield more powerful, longer lasting, and refil as quick as theirs"
The prophets body began to glow as he focused his energy then the glowing gas quickly zapped the elite cause him to rise into the air as his body glowed his shield glowed brightly and as he landed he kneeled to the prophet
"thank you sire you will not regret this descision"

Although the spartan was still detached from the world around her, her A.I. was still at work. With the presence of another A.I, Gautama had toned down his constant bickering and reserved himself for situations when his skills were badly needed.
"The prophets are already here." He spoke via 116's external speakers. "Scanners indicate that their ship is docked not far from our current location. Im bringing around 116 now. If we hurry, she can eliminate them before they get the chance to leave."

"I would like for you to lead the army" the prophet said
"me why thank you sire you will definetly not regrety this descision anyone who defies us will pay!"
"good there is a human complex upahead built somewhat like one of the bases on the halos" the prophet said and nodded and with that nod he used the last inch of his power to teleport him to the docks
"hm? why did he send me off already? no matter...ATTENTION!"
his loud voice echoed through stopping all others panickings and movements
"The Prophet has put me in charge in this attack now I want all of you inside ships at once! Elites fill in the Banshees, Ghosts, and our tanks, any left over Elites get in the ships, now Hunters I want all 30 of you to fill in some ships too but 6 of you stay here to guard the prophet, and grunts and jackals just continue to fill the ships"
there were hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the ship maybe even a million for he was on maybe one of the biggest ships
"you hunters I want you to go into the room with the prophet and set up positions covering each door"
the 6 ran off to the prophets area, he jumped into the specially customized banshee built for speed, and air superiority though they would not need it.
"we shall do this for the prophet and two elites I will need you to find any radios and send transmissions to all nearby ships they may receive it in a hour from their positions NOW WE SHALL TAKE OFF!"
all the ships were released ground vehicles dropped to the ground, and wrath tanks cause of their speed was carried to the area

*ok this is a stimulant ...time to wake up!..*...well it seems getting to the new ship from plos and darreks help is out of the question...i have lost communications with them...so its just me and you 116...we need to get to that new ship....are you up for the challange*

(hey there welcome...im so glad to see some one eles...sp and darth prob got vaporized or something XD )

(aww man this is not fair atleast i got an upgraded shield)

"All soldiers cover every area I want jackals up top sniping, hunters in the middle with some grunts, and free jackals, bottom floor I want you grunts to set up defensive postions, and top middle floor i need 4 of you hunters with me and the Elites to cover the floor, those of you who cant fit, I want you as ground troops fill in the Wraths, ghost, and banshees, and blow the other ones so they cant hide from us two elites find the transmitter, and one Elite hide my banshee within the base so if we all fail I shall make it back to teh prophet now MOVE!"
They all began scrambling like crazy, most of the Elites were carrying swords so if the battle got up close they would have a great advantage