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Garreck smirked and nodded, turning to Fist and yelling, "So... How's business, Mr. Fist? Oh, how's Angela doin'? Haven't seen her since out last encounter, he snickered, as Fist prepared to lunge at him, being stopped when Garreck put his hand forward and snickered, causing the man to pause and mumor something innapropriate under his breath. As Garreck yelled out to him, "So, any... Business transactions lately with the Grove Ward Gang? You know, just the all Krogan group, that has been accused of over 40 murders, 30 of which you were suspected of having a hand in?"

(Yes, you do, I had quite a few GTA references in this, because of V of course, anyway, moving on) Garreck followed Mac's lead into Fist's office, which was guarded by two Turians, they both held vindicators in there hands, as Garreck stopped at the door, and turned to Mac, saying calmly, "Well... Do your magic, or I can convince them, or course." cracking his knuckles and twisting his neck.

Garreck nodded and walked over to the seemingly shaken human victim, sitting on a crate, as Garreck crouched down and talked to him in a calm voice, "Mister..." as he answered quickly in a young voice, "Davis." he said as the Turian continued, "Mister Davis... You found this man here, correct?" as the human only nodded, Garreck questioned him more, "Did you know Mr. Hoven over there?" as the man nodded, saying in a still calm voice, "Business rival, we had a lot of arguments, but I never wanted him dead, I just wanted my company to succeed. Now he's..." Garreck watched the man as he lifted his head up, he could see a dangerous fire in the boy's eyes, something that indicated something, like a bell rung off in Garreck's head, something was up, he picked himself up and walked over to a corner, as he opened up his Omni-tool, searching up both men's names and companies, as he found out that the boy's company was losing to Mr. Hoven's in sales. Also that both of them specialized in the making of the prototype Thermal clips, this surprised Garreck, as he walked back over to the boy, quite speedily and grabbed him by his shirt, pounding his body against the wall and saying in a quick voice, "You and your company were falling behind Mr. Hoven's and you wanted him out of the way didn't you? You wanted him out so that you could rule the Thermal Clip industry, and look what the f***ing gun you used to kill him had, I think you are hiding something and if you don't tell I will slit your throat you cheap *******!" as the boy started crying, "Don't hurt me, please! I killed him but the whole thing was coordinated by the Grove Ward Gang!" he said as the turian dropped him to the floor and yelled to the two C-SEC officers on the scene, "Grove Ward coordinated it, he fired."

Garreck's face went blank for a minute as he smiled and chuckled, "I uh... I hit on his girlfriend... Never gonna do that again." he smiled, as he stayed right behind Mac, as he put his hand to his Comm, he said in a quiet voice, "Yeah... Uh-hu... Yep... Alright then... Alright..." as he sighed, and said to Mac, "We may wanna try to stay hidden, word is the local gangs don't like me a lot around here." followed by a slight laugh.

Garreck chuckled at his remark, and gestured for a cigarette, as he pulled out a human lighter, which he had used to kill flies on his porch from night to night, or to destroy spiderwebs just for fun. As they approached the Den, a bouncer stood near the door, a large, a head larger then Garreck, Krogan, dressed in military grade armor, the guard gestured his Assault rifle at Garreck as he pulled out about 20 credits from his pocket, he poured them into a raggy brown pouch as he tossed it into the guard's hands, and they entered the gentleman's club. Garreck said to Mac, "I owed his boss a couple of creds." as he smiled.

Garreck cracked up at Mac's response, as he said in a high tone, "Ha, you? You'll end up getting us fined or in a crash, that's what you'll do! You drive like a Salarian hopped up on Red sand." he said as he swapped the channel on the Omni-tool, to what looked like an alien version of Pong, he laughed and said, "Now this is the stuff... Humans call it Pong, it was really advanced back in the day." he continued playing, as he shut off his Omni-tool, opening the window, and putting his arm out.

Garreck nodded, and looked at him, saying in his usual calm tone, "Why not?" with a smile, as he opened up his Omni-tool, jumping inside the right side of the car, sitting in the passenger seat, he brought up on the windshield what seemed like a map, as he turned to Mac, saying, "Just in-case if you don't know the way." Snickering and letting out a hard chuckle.

Garreck continued mashing the buttons on his controller, his mind seemed to be split, one part was focusing on the game, the other, Mac, he said to him in a distracted voice, "Is that so?" and continued mashing the buttons, as a male announcer spoke over the screen, "Game Over." he said as the score came up, and Garreck turned most of his body to Mal, he pulled a case out of a bag laying on the armrest, it was another game, he said in the same nonchalant voice as usual, "C'mon man, we can afford to take a five minute break, I got a game that humans call..." he became stumped as he remained silent and turned the case around, examining it for a few seconds and resuming like his pause never happened, "Grand... Theft... Uh, Auto!" he said with what seemed like a smile, and then snickered, shaking his head, and rummaging in his bag for his SMG, as he pulled it out, loading a few shots into it, and keeping it hidden, as he got up from his chair and said to him, "We'll take your car." with a similar smile on his face, as he once again let out a raspy cough.

Granted, it's because I liked the other one's quality better. I wish for Giant Ten-foot lizards to roam the streets of Manhattan.

Garreck heard the knocking at his door, and tried pushed himself up from the chair, he just sighed, giving up as he opened it with his omni-tool, he could see the orange light grow green as the door let out a whir and it opened, it was a C-SEC agent, he sighed, and turned his head back to the TV, yelling, "So... I am assuming they caught on to my drug smuggling ring?" he said sarcastically, as he turned on his TV again, picking up what looked like a futuristic video game controller, he started up a strange white looking machine, it looked like it was old and used old tech, like it had to be rewired to be used, he said to the man in a calm tone, "Wanna play some classics with me, Mac?" as he started up the controller by pressing a small spherical button, and looking back at the man, "I got some of your favorites..." he said in a sing-songy tone, picking up a small case and pulling out a disc.

So this is the thread for my Mass Effect RP, if you haven't signed up and I haven't approved you, go here before you post: http://www.343industries.org/forum/topic/30990-mass-effect-rp-sign-up-thread/ So this RP follows the lives of everyone's characters during the time period between ME1-ME3, or, about 4 Years. All locations that are not toxic are open to the players, either it be the Citadel or Eden Prime. Of course you will need a ship, so, set that up after you have really settled in. Anyway, let us start below. Garreck rolled over, blinking his eyes, as his seemingly colorblind vision came to color, still slightly blurry, he pushed himself up off the bed with his right hand, looking from left to right as he let out a dry cough, wiping his mouth with his hand, as he picked himself up off the bed, walking forward to his apartment's porch, as he opened the glass door, and stepped on to the pristine white balcony, looking out unto the lakes and bridges ahead, it was packed with little activity, as Garreck turned around stepping back in to the room, and shutting the door with a quiet groan. He walked over to his soft armchair, as he picked up a remote, turning on his large television, it showed two finely dressed people sitting at a desk with a blue background, as the human girl's voice rung out, "Welcome to Citadel News, the time is 6:32 AM." Garreck picked up the remote again and lowered the volume slightly, as he picked himself up off the chair and steadily walked into what looked like a small, white kitchen, he opened a large, curved machine, which let out a cyan/white puff of smoke, he pulled out a Dextro drink, opening the cap, and chugging down half of the bottle, the fridge still putting the chill on him, as he gently set the bottle down and shut the fridge, he walked back to the television standing in front of it, as a brown, colonial setting was shown, and a Male salarian, seemed to be interviewing someone, Garreck sat down again on the couch lazily, and raised the volume, as the Male salarian asked, "Sources say that Eden Prime could be a probable spot for a terrorist attack, and that your defenses aren't high enough, what do you say to that Mr. Gordon?" as the camera turned to a bearded human man, as he remained stern and talked into the microphone the Salarian was holding, his voice getting louder with each word, "Eden Prime will never be hit, there is no way it will ever happen, all of you are just conspiracy theorists, what, are you going to tell me the Reapers exist next?" as Garreck snorted and shook his head, turning off the television.

Approved, you can add the third weapon back if you want, I guess...

Approved if you take off one weapon, and add three powers. You need to have two weapons at most, and three powers at least.

As much as the possibilities are there, I believe Six died with Reach. As his helmet is shown still lying on the ground many years later, if he had escaped somehow, why was the helmet never returned to him? More importantly WHY HAS NO ONE SEEN THE HELMET LYING THERE? Still, getting back to the point, Six was meant to be a last defender of Reach, he needed to die with it. My argument stays for other members of Noble, like Jorge and Carter. Carter could have jet-packed out, but we would have seen him do it, and Jorge needed to manually activate the device, granted, he had armor lock, but even that wouldn't have stopped a bomb so close to him, the sheer impact of debris would send him flying, let alone the explosion. Six is probably dead.

I really loved the fact they killed her off, it added a sense of emotion to Halo, rarely seen before. By killing her off, they can actual forcibly humanize MC. They did something I thought would never happen, and this could bring Halo back up to it's glory days, like in Reach and ODST, where you felt alone.

Granted. Your offspring becomes dumb, and you lead to the destruction of the Human empire. I wish that I owned a real Battle Rifle.

Granted. They are hate-mail by an army of angry CoD fans. I wish that the friendzone was fictional, like the Twilight Zone.

[i would like to let everyone know that I will be asking a mod to lock this RP when school starts, approximately 25 days from now, or September 17th, it was has been fun ladies and gents. You guys have 25 days to say goodbye to each other, live it well. I just cannot cope with the way this has been going, it really was a hell of a ride.]

Well, that is interesting. I guess the 40 MS points I had are now worthless? Or maybe they convert? I dunno, I'm not going on Xbox today anyways, thanks for the update though!

Mr. Murphy is approved,

Me and Ledgend1221 decided, why not make a Mass Effect themed RP thread on the 343i Community forums? So, yeah, the premise of this RP is simple, we are going down the road from ME1 to ME3, except we can be any character we want, except the characters already in the game, that is. Just fill out the forum below, and if you are accepted, you can post in the upcoming thread. Mods, if this ain't in the right place, feel free to move it. If you don't know Mass Effect well, I recommend playing and reading before posting. Full Name: [Example: John. A Doe] Race: [Can be Human, Turian, Asari, Krogan, Quarian, Geth, Batarian, Vorcha, Drell, Salarian, or Volus ] Gender: [M or F] Class: [soldier, Sentinel, Adept, Vanguard, Infiltrator, Engineer] Occupation: [Any actual jobs work] Aesthetics or Clothing: [standard Gray N7 armor, etc] Facial Appearance: [Ex. Saturated Green eyes, scar running down cheek] 3 Powers and Weapon of choice: [Make sure it makes sense: Ex. Carnage, Inferno Grenade, Flamer, Cerberus Harrier AR] Backstory: [Ex. Born on Earth in a wealthy family... etc] Here is mine, Full Name: Garreck Deen Race: Turian Gender: Male Class: Infiltrator Occupation: Private Investigator Aesthetics or Clothing: Gray and red Turian civilian clothing. Facial Appearance: Small sage green iris, pale skin, scar on cheek 3 Powers and Weapon of choice: Hex Shield, Sabotage, Sentry Turret, Blue Alliance Blood Pack Punisher SMG, M7 Lancer] Backstory: Garreck was born into a rich military family, and tried following in his father's footsteps, but when he and Garreck's mother were killed, Garreck separated himself entirely from his past, working his way up to a private investigator on the Citadel.

Granted. It shows Master Chief in a Poncho and a Sombrero working at Taco Bell. I wish for every girl in the world to adore me!!!

I very much like the intro, and this is very nice, my friend.

Omegaman Infinity hurdled out the portal, hitting his chin and neck on the cold, gray ground, and rolling over multiple times, as he stopped himself with his wrinkly hands. He coughed and picked himself up with haste, as he looked around with his reptilian eyes, he screeched a little before, picking up his Suppressor, holding it with one hand, as he touched the console on the door, opening it, he examined the long hallway, at the end was a door that looked like it lead to a leader's quarters, Omegaman took the opportunity and sprinted down the hall, busting open the door with his Suppressor's back. It had a desk, a bed, and a flag, that looked in someway Soviet, Omegaman snickered and said in his gruff voice, "Must have been a Russian captain. I need to find something to shoot, fast." as he looked around, he pulled open one of the captain's drawers and pulled out a folded piece of paper, he opened it up, and it looked like coordinates, Omegaman did not know russian very well though, and could only read one word, Escape. He couldn't figure out what this meant though, as he tossed the paper back into the drawer, all of a sudden, fire broke on him, as his shields fluttered, Omegaman turned, it was just a jackal on the other side, he glided from side to side using his agility, and jumped on the jackal tearing his eye out, as he pulled the suppressor to it's face, and blew a hole in it, killing the simple foot soldier.

Taylor hugged the walls, explosions were rocking the facility, he was trying to avoid fire from all sides, as he slipped into another room. This one looked like a bunk-room, red and blue blood mixed the walls, even a squished hand could be seen on a bunk, the covenant really cleared the base out, Taylor also noticed a small hole, maybe the size of a small rodent, in the back of the room, he took off his helmet and looked in closely with his right eye, as he watched a large hulking metal creature tumble down the hall with large footsteps, a large gun in his hand, the same style as most of them, as Taylor could see two Elite Zealots enter the room, both armed with Storm Rifles, as the both let loose a hail of fire on the creature's chest, it did little to nothing as the creature tilted his gun up, and fired on the two, four bolts twirled in the air as the hit the elites at their feet, turning them into the same leathery orange ash as before, then the large creature turned and looked at Taylor, it hadn't seen Taylor, but was scanning the area, suddenly, a red light grew out of his head, it was using Promethean Vision, something unknown to most members of the UNSC at the time, even Taylor, as he wasn't prepared for what would happen next. the creature saw a glowing red Taylor behind the wall, and opened it's helmet, screeching as it ran into the wall, it's blade at the front, as it charged, Taylor saw this, as his eyes opened wide. He jumped out of the way, as the wall shattered open, the creature stumbling and being knocking into the other side, as it fell to the floor, trying to recover, Taylor took this opportunity to run out of the room, Covenant stormed both sides, Jackals and Elites, as they aimed their rifles and carbines at Taylor, and fired away, Taylor rushed into the next hole in the wall, reaching the gray outside, it was cold, and seemingly barren, but in Taylor's sights, he could make out combat. Covenant vs Alien vs UNSC. It was absolute hell, Taylor rushed into the fray, jumping on top of an elite, as the elite wrestled him, Taylor snapped his neck, which sent the giant hurdling to the floor, he picked up the Elite's Concussion Rifle, firing on a dog-like alien as it let loose a long, powerful shot, narrowly missing Taylor's neck, and hitting a Zealot trying to assassinate Taylor in the face, as the dog jumped in the air, toppling Taylor, as it scratched at Taylor's helmet with it's claws, messing up his HUD, as he quickly pulled his Kurki from it's position on Taylor's side, and stabbed the dog in the face, twice, destroying it on top of Taylor, as he rushed to a rock, narrowly avoiding Beam Rifle fire, as he yelled into his TAC/COM, "Mal, Ike, this is Taylor, I'm in the courtyard, under real heavy fire, the western wing should have a Hog, get it over here, ASAP!"