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You dong need to bracket in this topic, OOC stands for out of character- this is primarily to talk about things which are not the RP itself

"Eagle squadron, we could really use some-" a large explosion happened, as a third dropship's concussion bolt sent bits of road in the air. "We need air support here, right now! I don't think we can hold off another few waves while they're dropping inside the base!" The radio went static as Jacob fired a burst of his SAW into several elites, ripping to shreds. "All units, emergency at headquarters, recall all units immediately!"

I hope I will still be active in August, well done! It seems as though you are one of the few longerserving members still active here

You get a code to download the map pack for free to be played on reach. Alternatively, you can send it a friend and access it from the disk.

And that would involve retuning every weapon and map to work with the new play style. The enemies in campaign and spartan ops would have to be recoded. Wether it can physically be done or not, it is way too much work for a simple TU, it is not feasible. Removing a core feature such as weapon or vehicle (for example) would require a lot more work than just removing it. Everything is tuned to work in the sandbox.

"Roger that Eagle, we can probably bring the dropships from here" Replied Jacob as a barrage of missiles from the SAM hit their target- the U shaped ship which had broken into hundreds of pieces. The last one made it through, and managed to deploy troops in the yard. What weren't killed by the blast of the dropships death were mopped up by the marksmen. "That was too close" He thought

Wow. Very, very good. Accepted!

Cryo bomb anyone?

"Wolverine, focus on those Spirits ((Shades are stationary turret emplacement)) and Phantom. Do not fire until they enter airspace of our courtyard!" Turning his attention to the street, a large pile if rubble fell into the street, causing casualties on several Ghosts. Another few vehicles rounded, Revenant and Spectre. The mortars arced into the base, killing two soldiers. Immediately, the Scorpion put a canister shell into it, shortening its rain of terror. The Spectre was next, dodging bullets and Covrafire until it hit a critical point. Several mines exploded, leaving scrap metal where had once been a vehicle. Finally, the infantry arrived. Not from the street, but In the tunnel. Wave upon wave of Drones flooded the subway, cutting off the last chance if escape without aircraft. Flamethrowers made good work of the insects, but the horde of Buggers was too strong. Eventually, the infantry illegal out, leaving only the Mech in the tunnel. It charged its rockets and fired at a support. In the background, a skyscraper begun to collapse, unable to be supported by the tunnel z that would stem the tide while blocking escape.

I never really based anything off halo. I can see what you mean though

"Oh. Well, either way, pleased to meet you. If your fascination with history is as much as mine, then I believe we will become good friends. Still, I'm going to sleep to tonight. That run is exhausting." He found his bed, laid down and felt happy at making friends with someone n his first day. [Helljumper, joing Ashes of Mombassa? You can actually be a Helljumper or Hellbringer?]

This is a science fiction universe I am creating. I am making a text-based game based on it and a few stories

"You sure Eagle, I'd hate for our air support to get picked off. We'll cover the Phantoms for ya, just call if you need help." As he finished the last sentence, he saw a ghost round the corner. Then another, and more. "Cobra, Scorpion, FIRE! Snipers, AM rounds on ghosts. Marksmen, wait for infantry. All other squads, do not engage until they are in the firing line." He then recalled the air support, waiting for the ships to disentegrating the incoming scouts.

They can't remove the weapon completely

The Wolverine continued its volley against enemy aircraft. It seemed endless, as though that every Banshee downed, it was replaced by two more. "Pelicans 1,2 and 3, lift off, assist the LongSwords in clearing the skies.

Make the inside first. It's very awkward trying to fit rooms and corridors into a small space outside

Was it the one with the guys who put Spartan names and wether its II, III or IV on it? I hated those guys.

[relax, just go from here] Jacob was thankful for the dropships descending into the courtyard. Food, ammo, troops, fuel and most importantly, another three shuttles for which to provide air support. He walked past the side turret of the first ship, his heart lifted when he saw it; a prototype Mantis, one of the only ones of its kind, and it was being deployed here! He saw a Scorpion tank drop off the second ship with a Wolverine on the third. All powerful threats to invasion forces. He heard a swoop of fighter jets, looking up in time to see two Shortswords escorting an approaching Albatross. "Echo Tango-2-3 preparing to enter courtyard. Looks like you guys need the help." Crackled the pilots voice over the radio. He began to notice an increase of activity among the troops. This was the morale they needed, to know the In Amber Clad actually cared about them. He began revising defensive fortifications, the albatross, possessing no on-board weaponry could easily become fortress. With the news toys and men to play with, he assigned two squads to defend each vehicle. Snipers did not have to concentrate on aircraft now as SAM tank could take care if that the Pelicans were refuelled and restocked, with all five of each ships cannons focused o the street. Nothing could survive that. The remaing squads and Mantis were sent into the fortified metro. The last thing that needed to be done was Instacrete fortifications built. If given enough time, bunkers could be built in the complex. The engineers and spare hands began to work on applying the gel to cracks in the existing walls, as a holo table in the building worked the best positions for where they were. No, they could be ready for anything.

Ignoring the recruits rudeness, he turned to the Russian. "What's your name? I'm Jacob, he said, offering a hand shake. You read Metro? I found the book after weeks of searching. Getting things shipped from Earth is very expensive. That, 2034 and 2035 are my Christmas and birthday presents this year. Apparently, there was a video game made about them a long time ago. Wasn't even on the download market! Anyway, nice to meet you, I always liked Russian accents." He turned away, putting the book in his bag again as he thought he may actually enjoy this place.

"wait. You actually know literature? I thought most people gave up on paper books centuries ago" Replied Jacob, looking up surprised.

Well. This is it, I am beginning to post ALL of my weapon, vehicles and species here. Just click the spoilers to see anything in specific. Check back often, I will be editing the post. Anything incomplete will be added to over time. Human Factions- (Incomplete) Spher- (Incomplete) Vulture- Complete. Burrowers- Pretty much done. May be a little left to do. Sh'kaali/ guardians (Similar) Weapons- Human (Incomplete) Spher Weapons (Native tech) (Incomplete) Vulture Weaponry Burrower tech/ weapons (Incomplete) Sh' Kaali/ Guardian weapons I hope you enjoyed these, images and more stuff added soon!

"No sir, thank you sir." He replied happily, looking forward to the range. He went inside and tried to find a bunk or Locke with his name on it. There must be something here. After thirty seconds of looking, he sat down, realising that he still had his bag. He looked inside and pulled out a book. Metro 2033, a Russian novel written a few centuries ago. He began to read before realising how stupid he looked if someone came in.