Mr. Wolfy

Allow me to clear things up, banshees in bigteam is the most LAME method of killing a person ever, you spam the dodge key after bombing don't you~? What do you know of honor. You who have bombed men from a distance then ran out of fear of being destroyed. You wish to argue that you have the greater skill~? Try ditching the banshee and see how long you survive against those AR's you hate... By the way, boltshot is a noob gun.

Failed~? No, we've succeeded in the eyes of the residents of this forum. It's just that you have been too blinded to see. And I notice you still bring up K/D after admiting people manipulate those causing them not to be valid...

You may believe you explained but really you only stated it was "helpful to know" the spawn times without saying why before saying that "all TOP halo players know these things". Again, K/D shows NOTHING but how much you care about your K/D. In effect its a number that's there for the purpose of...being a number. "Their teams"~? So your telling me that you're incapable of dealing with a man crouched on the ground not attacking you and some other genius running at you in some wild half-baked charge~? By the way~ this isn't 343's site on a sidenote.

You're welcome, but expect me to expound as well on this newfound knowledge. Firstly, what is the point of knowing when an enemy will spawn if you goal is not to spawn camp them~? Perhaps you can answer that question as a self-proclaimed "top player"~? Nextly, K/D's mean nothing. K/D is a number assigned a man based on how much he cares about the number. Allow me to explain, I have this number as well, it's beneath 1.00, why~? You would assume its because of my skill. In honesty its because I could care less what you think of my number. Armor lock~? A weakness more than a flaw or a help. Think carefully. How many times did you see some genius armorlock only to come out of it and be assassinated, run over, shot up, beat down, blown up, and humiliated~? As for the vehicles perhaps you should attempt to be more cautious and improve your driving skills~?

"Learning player spawns"~? So in effect, spawn camping~? Weak... "Praising the developer"~? Hardly, conversing with them on what to correct for the next one. "This is sad in the fact that you have allowed your new players to be on the same level as players that have earned their place in the top ranks of Halo by using skill." I assume this is meant to reference you~? Ever heard of humility~? "Unneeded vehicles"~?! Seriously~? Are you for real~? Vehicles are entirely necessary in Halo. "My thesis is the following: Let the reign of skilled players return." "The skilled players: players that priase the DMR, players that use stealth to get the upper hand, players that take the time to memorize span times. Give it back to the true Halo players for we are your future. If it is not given back you will have just created another Call of Duty and the players that once praise Halo will no more." No...just no....the skill to which you refer is weakness at its greatest, also you do not speak for all players. Stealth and the DMR are great, spawn camping and the removal of vehicles~? Crazy... Signed: A true fan (founder of Burning Wolves, Rhino Inc., and the Bad Company Mercinaries)

ASaDSDFDGDVXFERGDGXVCHYTRDFDCZXVGFHERSFSFGHTREDASDSDGRYTJUO~!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO EEEEEEEETTTTTT~!!! Driving this badboy down the streets has been my fantasy since 12. I would custom make spartan armor and show up at gamestop in this~!

Depends on your circumstance really, If you want more ammo, beam rifles, but if you wanna put a hurt on somebody and hear that lovely sound of a AP round traveling downrange into someone's skull...sniper.

No...plainly....they both had pros and cons, but Reach was ultimately better than Halo 3 and arguably possibly better than 4 though 4 also had its own perks which made it worth playing.

Deh faq~?! "Hey Cortana~ we at the vets now~ imma have to put you down because you gone rampant... [sniff sniff] I just know you'll be in AI heaven though Q~Q I love you... [pets]" HECK NAW~! The thing was THIS: AND a bit of a love story because due to rampancy Cortana started to become able to have human feelings like that AI from Harvest, and began to feel love for chief, who is unable to have that feeling since its been hammered out of him in training and therefore was only able to express grief at his confusion of being unable to express what he was feeling and only that he didn't want her to leave for reasons he did not know why.

I dunno wut color "engery" swords are because I've never seen one~

Kyro keyed up his mic, "Confirming previous report, ground troops are also starting to retreat as well. Things are starting to look a bit ugly here. If that ship jumps who knows what kind of damage it could cause." He kept driving further towards the objective but was now warily observing the Covenant ship on top of scanning the immediate area for the scarab which had not been confirmed as dead or seen. As he drove through another intersection, he heard a sudden crashing sound and was thrown against the side support of the hog. It felt like he was flying, and the windshield had shattered into pieces in front of him. He watched as the world turned around him in slow motion, just before a loud crunching sound and another jolt brought him back to reality. The hog had been impacted and thrown by something. The idea of what could have possible done so scared the hell out of him as he scrambled to get out from under the upside down hog. As he crawled from underneath, a large purple, metal object pierced down through the center of the hog. On his back, Kyro pushed himself away from the hog with his feet, and, looking up, saw a scarab standing several stories over his head. Screaming several explatives over the sound of the crashing fragments of crushed building pieces, Kyro noticed he had left his mic on through the whole event. He turned his mic off scrambled for one of the weapons which had been thrown from the vehicle and dove into a building which looked still somewhat stable. The scarab thundered down the road with no apparent direction, tossing the crushed and mangled hog against a building across from the one Kyro had ducked into. Looking out the windows of the building, Kyro noticed a large group of Jackals raiding vehicles and some smaller buildings on their way down the road behind the scarab. Kyro crouched behind a desk and cursed, resting the barrel of the .50 he had grabbed against his helmet. "It's gonna be one of those days..."

....Both, this comparison is like attempting to compare a sports car to a humvee~ They have different purposes and are both downright sexy vehicles. In this case~ they are two seperate and entirely different items. Console~ Advanced multiplayer Voice chat Well known games with extemely detailed graphics PC~ Mods Easy internet access (windowed mode~! ) Much more ig options on most games for character customization

It would appear you have a misconception on the fact that this is a community forum sir and not an official one. I am sure if 343 had an official site/forum/email and the gamers knew it, the poor people would not be given any rest. Welcome to the forums however~

The light at an intersection suddenly blinked on showing red. Kyro stopped the hog out of instinct but then chuckled to himself, "Idiot, the whole city has been blown to pieces, and you're worrying about running a red." He just started to press the peddle down when three wraiths blasted through the intersection headed towards the blaring sound of a chaingun in the distance. Kyro keyed up his mic, "Ivan, you got a small swarm of armor headed your way, and they are hustling. They'll be there in a matter of minutes."

Kyro plowed through a small horde of screetching grunts, the blood from their combined carnage splattering his windshield. Opening up a com to local units, he stated, "Not much resistance, a few small squads, no armor...yet... Anyone have eyes on that scarab still?" He didn't like the idea of something that big not being somewhere he could keep an eye on it. He glanced back over his shoulder. The small collection of weapons he had loaded were still there, and the turret swiveled by itself with no gunner to direct it. Kyro considered for a second why he had not stopped to pick up a gunner but decided that, for his current situation, not having one was keeping him from drawing too much attention. He looked up and saw several drop pods decending towards the city. "All hell is about to break loose...."

....all of the ppl trying to cover for a serious failure.... observe.... FUD chief in his armor~ http://sphotos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/522355_424913364223449_106971691_n.jpg the comparison~http://images.wikia.com/halo/images/7/72/HaloLegends-MasterChief-transparent.png Someone dun goofed.....

[traitor =3=] Kyro stared at the individuals across the table from him who didn't react much to his suprise. He concealed his disapointment though it caused him to completely miss the fact that a new guy had just randomly appeared and begun conversing with them all.

Making a big show Kyro squeezed into the tiny space of bench Alison had opened for him, a large feat seeing as the benches were only made for two people maximum. Setting his tray down he sighed in mock relief before looking up at one of the conversating individuals and saying, "So...What ARE we talking about this fine day?" He accomplished saying this with a rather annoying grin on his face while streching his legs, much to the annoyance of the individuals across from him.

Standing up Kyro walked over to the young lady and realizing she was grinning somewhat mischieviously. Winking, he asked in as serious a tone as possible, "Mind if I slide in on this bench? The rest the room seems occupied..."

Kyro stared blankly around the room, it seemed so dull and laid back. He heard D.J. making a comment about how this place beat the slums and snorted at the thought. He then noticed a man swiping a seat next to a pair of guys nearer the center of the room. He then noted the fact that every seat at his table had been avoided by the newcomers and chuckled at the thought that his appearance might actually be frightening to these people. He went back to listening to two men and their unexpected guest as they awkwardly conversed. Then noticed the girl who had rode in on the same pelican as him sitting down at this table as well. The two men were already displeased at being interupted once, and Kyro nearly started laughing out loud when he imagined their thoughts on being interupted by TWO people stealing seats at their table.

Kyro winced as it appeared the corpral was issuing orders when he returned to the group. He shrugged it off however and moved towards a hog on the other side of the room. On the way he opened a com to the Captain, "CSM Sorottou reporting in from the munitions depot. Where am I needed, sir?" He climbed in the hog and started it up.

no...hell no... unless they rehit the drawing boards i am not getting xbox one ever and i am encouraging my friends to all ignore it as well...

Kyro was standing near a table of weapons reloading on ammunition when he heard a giant commotion over at a large metalic crate. He noticed Ivan swooning over whatever was inside and rolled his eyes. Jamming one more clip of ammunition into his belt, he began to walk away but came to a sudden stop and backed up several feet. Turning to face the table, a grin spread from ear to ear on his face. He slowly removed the cigar from his mouth, "Where were you all my life baby..." He raised a 50 cal sniper off the table and ran his hand over its massive scope. "Some blue-bloods are about to learn the meaning of terror."

[chill brah >.<] [wait~ who owns the factory~? that confused more than clarified]

[really have to lay off the non-consequential radio use... and actually my guy is an ODST ] Kyro strolled across the field with plasma blazing past him every so often and made his way to 3/C. "Howdy boys. Who's the CO? We got a covie facility to torch here and not much time to do it in." Turning Kyro spoke into his radio, "Ivan can you provide cover for the squad to enter the building? My wraith just decided to go all to pieces."