Author Topic: Forward Unto Dawn // First Contact  (Read 18323 times)

Chy glances into the hall and hears the two talking, then goes back to her computer. No messages. She returns to her bed.

Yurko walks out of his dorm, and shoots Chy a glance as she pokes her head out.  In his hands are a pack of cigarrettes and a lighter.

I walk into my dorm room and sit back on my bed. I sit, turning my mother's dog tags in my hands. Soon, my brother's would be joining hers. I grasp the tags as I look up into the hallway.

The alarm within the camp suddenly sounds. After once cycle, the AI comes on. "All cadets report to the tether. Campus-wide evacuation."


Cadets stream from their dorms towards the space elevator. Fully-armed marines lead them on, floodlights illuminating the camp. The telltale thumps and crashes of the ODST pods sound off nearby, the elite soldiers, rushing out of their pods.
« Last Edit: November 10, 2012, 10:53:47 PM by Watcher In The Myst »

waht teh fuock

I put away my cigarettes and lighter and run to the "tower".

waht teh fuock

I put away my cigarettes and lighter and run to the "tower".
You're 17 or 18 they don't allow you to have cigarettes.


Chyler runs from her dorm, carrying the bullet shell. Following the path of the other cadets, she gets into the tunnel leading to the space tether.

I shove the dog tags in my pocket as I run for the tether.

OGM COVENANT.
BETTER SHOOT THE ELITES WITH THEIR PAPER ENERGY SHIELDS.

OGM COVENANT.
BETTER SHOOT THE ELITES WITH THEIR PAPER ENERGY SHIELDS.
forget off.

BETTER SHOOT THE ELITES WITH THEIR PAPER ENERGY SHIELDS.
Will you just leave?

Tbh if your read any of the Halo novels you'd know that the grunts are more of a threat than the elites in the fluff.

Tbh if your read any of the Halo novels you'd know that the grunts are more of a threat than the elites in the fluff.
Okay.

Tbh if your read any of the Halo novels you'd know that the grunts are more of a threat than the elites in the fluff.
Tbh if your watch any of the Forward Unto Dawn episodes you'd know that the elites were the only thing that were deployed in the fluff.

i am late
HERE IS MY APPLICATION ANYWAYS
Name: mastre chef!!11 Nicolaas Birde
Nickname: Bird
Gender: Male
Physical Description: 6'3, Skinny, A bit muscular
Age (15-18): 17
Picture: no fuk u
Other: Slight Southern accent

I await further instruction.