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"Aah, that thing was cramped. Tip, don't wear helmets In pitch black. Still, thanks for remembering me. Now do us a favour and... Ahh that hurts, get this frickin pipe out of my leg! I can't walk around with metal sticking out of me!" Shouted Jacob as he looked down from the sky to see a metal pipe impaled through his left knee. Straight through the middle and out again. "Oh... I may not be going anywhere at all..." "The helmet should give you a report, i did a mediscan. The visor was shattered and completely unfunctional, no point keeping it." He continued as he stared at the large pool of blood beneath him. "Y'know what, just get a buzz saw and cut that thing out of me, preferably before I go sleepy time. Okay!"

[soo what, am I being left to bleed out? I have a landing thruster impaled in my leg, I'm hoping someone would've noticed by now:(]

What part of exclusive don't you understand?

You need to have some semblance of realism, edit these and sure; Population, there weren't six billion humans alive by the end of the war I'm not too keen on an Infinity class ship but if you insist on it. Flood is a no. The rules said no Forerunner, Ancient Human Flood or Prevursor factions. Wolfy, you already know the issues I said.

"Heads up display... Online, external cameras... Online, External Speakers... Offline, Visor functionality... Offline, VISR... Offline, maintenance requested. Power levels critical, fusion pack running at 25% capacity. Please wait for the HELLBRING//UNSCORD//NAVYOS system to restore power... Power online." Jacob woke up with what felt like a concussion. He opened his eyes to see black. Listening to the computer in his hermetically sealed helmet, he realised his armour was damaged. Very badly damaged. "... Please wait for Auto-Repair systems to make an accurate diagnosis of damage..." "Hey, Computer, do a medi-scan, I think my leg is broken." "Scanning... Medi-scan has detected multiple fractures along the left leg, a dislocation of the right arm and a concussion. There is numerous internal bleeding detected and external on the left knee. Recommendation; apply bio-foam to the left leg and receive medical attention as soon as possible." Oh. "Well, Im blind, dead and can't move. Computer, initiate auto-repairs on the speaker system. If I can at least gear what's happening, I can respond, time to play the waiting game."

Woot! I feel happy now:D

Can I submit my Space Station?:3

Try fullstops. People may be able to read your posts.

"You do not seem to understand. I feel that I should reinstate my message; We will talk, this you were offered before you opened fire. I am merely stating that you should not think to betray this trust we are placing on you, or this will be the last of it."

"Now now, what is it? Captain? Making any attempt of war from now would be a useless gesture. WE have shredded your fleet, so I would not be too hasty in thinking you may be able to defeat us. This is but nearly a fraction of our fleet, whereas IF this is your only planet, then surely everything is here? Correct? Perhaps you would reconsider our offer. I am afraid that after our previous encounter, we cannot trust you and would be fools to believe otherwise. You have five minutes to decide your course of action. Our Dreadnaught is on standby on Sanghelios. You haven't seen nothing yet, that. I can assure you. Five minutes."

One of two Carriers down. That would put a serious dent in Zhak's firepower. Then again, three ships down at the cost of at least 15. he hadn't done badly considering the odds he was facing. "Commander, incoming COMM. They want to negotiate a surrender!" "Patch them through." "Patching through now." "Well well." The Sangheili scoffed. "Maybe you should have heeded our warning.You would still have a fleet if you had. Now, you wish to surrender, I believe?" He finished triumphantly. The others in the bridge laughed quietly, rightfully so. "I will not waste my time reading my terms out again. Lay down your arms and let us assume complete control of your planet. Your people will come to no harm. Otherwise... Lets just use this as a demonstration. Bring him forth, Commander." Two Sangheili Honour Guards entered the bridge, being dragged behind them, a Human pilot who was captured in an attempted boarding raid. "Any type of rebellion will result in this..." He activated his energy blade, and pierced it straight through the mans chest. Blood spurted from his mouth and he gargled a little before he slouched. Quite dead. "You will agree to these terms or this will happen to every person on your planet, and we will not stop until your cities lie in ruins. As you Humans say... Kapiche?"

"Follow that ship, disintegrate it!" Commanded the Fleetmaster as he gave chase. "Sir, scans show orbital guns around the planet! 10,000 KM and closing." "Follow that line, as soon as the shields reach 25% charge, deploy the second half of the fleet!" "Yes sir, plotting course now, all Plasma Torpedoes and Frontal Energy Projector charging!" "Fire on my mark... FIRE!" The entire ships weaponry fired at the fleet ahead. thousands of bolts of energy hit the tightly-packed ships ahead and began to melt them. A second later, the energy projector fired and lacerated two ODP's. "Move to engage, let them pass around us!"

"Fleetmaster, enemy ships closing on Carrier Irrevent Oppression on bearing one-four-five, two of them. Close approximation; Destroyers!" Reported the Lieutenant on the deck below the fleetmaster. "Engage weapons! Melt their armour!" He responded, suddenly alert in his throne. "Firing Plasma Torpedoes on decks A1 through C7... All batteries firing... Hit! The left ship is venting atmosphere, right is attempting boarding maneuvers. Firing now!" "They have locks on us, missiles firing, hit! They've hit in hangar 12C, injuries reported. Shields holding at 67% charge!" "Move to intercept the crippled ship! Blow her out of the sky!" "Yes sir, intercepting in 3.. 2.. 1.. Brace for impact!" A huge screech of metal-on-metal resounded throughout the ship as the Glorious Ascension rammed the already damaged Destroyer. The Assault Carrier completely tore it in half and turned around for another attack run. "They're launching fighters, Lasers primed, launching all craft." The radio came alive on the COM. "Ascension, this is the Irrevent, we cannot hold position much longer, we're deploying the fleet and everything we have. Get our of the blast radius, we're scuttling. Timer set for five. Irrevent out." The COM filled with static. "Sir, the Carrier is launching everything they have." In space, the second of the two bulbous, hook-prowed craft suddenly appeared to drop it's underbelly into space as a tiny fleet concealed inside dropped into atmosphere. Immediately, a CCS-Class Battlecruiser caught on a docking strip and exploded in a ball of purple flame as thousands of tiny fighters dogfighted in the rubble field around them. "Well, now they know our surprise trick now. All ships, focus fire on the ship thats nearly dead. The sacrifice of our Carrier will avenge our fallen brothers more than enough and take them down with it!"

No. You send paries to me so I release my fleet

Remember, my strategy is to let you guys surround the Carriers before deploying my fleet. I'd say send boarding parties into the AC my character isn't on and force it to deploy early. Then do what you do. My forces 'win' but you have more in reserve but you then offer peace

"My lord, our fleet has exited the Slipstream above the planet. A fleet or ships- Unkown classification though constructucion materials appear similar to known Human ships images included in the files appear to be in orbit and have shown no hostile intention as of yet. They bear no markings we recognise." Reported the Fleetmaster to the hologram of Kjal in front of him. "We have not yet deployed any ships from the Assault Carriers, they have no idea of our fleet size. Our portside Plasma Cannons have loked onto the fleet and we are prepared to fire. What would you advis eis the best course of action?" He continued. "Keep the fleet undeployed. Our augmentations to the CAS shield technology will allow you to get inside the fleet with barely a scratch. if they attempt any sort of engagement, intercept their course and deploy the ships. Attempt a parley, if they refuse, fire one warning shot. Destroy a ship. If they continue to engage, open fire. Leave no survivors." Answered the Officer. "Relay these instructions to the other fleet, and then attempt communications. 'Otsoree Keep out." The hologram faded, leaving the room in darkness. Entering the bridge, Zhak ordered his Lieutenant to broadcast the message to the other carrier before opening communications. "This is High Fleetmaster Zhak 'Votramee of the carrier Glorius Ascenscion, reresentative of the Talons of Sangheilios. We wish to study the Forerunner artifacts on the planet you so occupy. If you do not comply, we are not afraid to melt your entire fleet to molten titanium. We will be preparing a Lich boarding party to discuss terms of your surrender and dismantling of your fleet. you have five standard minutes to reply or we will commence immediate action. Do you comply?" [Omega you may want to edit your post, I had already decided with Ledgend what we will roughly do.]

I listed my fleet; CAS- Class Assault Carrier x2 CCS- Class Battlecruiser x4 CRV- Class Light Cruiser x3 UNSC Destroyer x1 ONI Prowler x2 Paris- Class Heavy Frigate x4 There it is, thats the kind of tonnage you're facing.

They look more like the LAAT/i Gunship used by Republic Clone forces in Star Wars. Sorry, I don't think Pelican wars is the best name for it.

They evacuated Harvest because the Covenant believed thee were thousands of Forerunner artifacts there and didn't know what to do. Add the conflict between the Drones and LTS in the Rapid Conversions hangar, the Covenant had too many things to ICUs on apart from fighting. Once fighting did start, it finished very quickly.

Coughing, Jacob responded into the mic "Yeah, I can hear you. Been pinned down, plasma pistol charge short circuited my speakers. IT's fine now. Something you need?" He responded, letting loose a wall of flame, incinerating the Drones in front of him. Ash took cover behind Jacob's heavy armour, letting loose a few pistol rounds. There was no cover per se, so the very bulky armour worn by the Hellbringer was her best chance of not being melted. Another plasma round struck the trooper, knocking him back before he fried the Grunts in front of him. "When is this going to end?" She muttered to herself.

[ PAST. TENSE. This is really annoying now.] Kjal stormed into his council chambers. His Honour Guards parted in front of him and followed him in ceremony. He dismissed them with a wave of his hand, now was not the time. He passed the second set of doors. The carefully carved stone engraved in the arch gave no impression of concealing a two-metre thick blast door, capable of blocking Fuel Rod Cannon rounds and airlocking itself in case of Radiation and Bio attacks. Reaching the conference room, he saw several Human and Sangheili Fleetmasters and Shipmasters already discussing the latest scan results. As he sat in his throne, he waited for three seconds before he hit the table. His carefully carved and ornate armour scratched the otherwise flawless wood. He saw several drinks spill from the force of the impact. Keying the wrist pad he owned, several holo-pads materialised in front of the now silent counsel in front of him. On his hologram, he keyed for several Unggoy scuttled in to clean the mess. As they cleaned, he began. "As you know, our latest scans of the nearby systems revealed a wealth of Forerunner artefacts. This is our first scan past the 20,000 light year radius AWAY from Sangheilios and has revealed substantial reward. Now, you have been selected as my counsel for your excellenc ein strategic plannic and naval tactics." The holograms in front of everyone changed to a fleet of mixed Human and Covenant ships. "After consulting my.. Advisors, we have come up with a basic outline of a strategic procedure to take control of these warships. Our Assault Carriers, The Glorious Ascension and Irrevent Oppression will carry our scouting fleet ahead to this world." The view then changed to one of every ship planned to go. Paris-Class Heavy Frigate x4, Destroyer x1, Prowler x2, CRV- Class Light Cruisers x4, CCS- Class Battlecruiser x3, CAS- Class Assault Carrier x2 followed by ship names and troop counts. "Our landing party may be large, but if there is life on this planet, we must show our strength. The fleet will be divided into two sub-fleets under command of Fleetmaster Admiral Zhak..." He motioned to his left. "...'Votramee and High Shipmaster James Delreuse. This mission will be a top-priority and I expect FULL co-operation and support here. Mission starts in Three Hours, anything and anyone not on the ships will be left behind. If you have nothing to say, council adjourned."

They were 1) The worst performing squad. 2)By this point, The Covenant was still top-secret. NOBODY apart from the Admiralty and SPARTAN-IIs knew of the Aliens, thusly, why would marines be aware of them?

Can someone explain what is happening here?