Invite: Open, as long as you dont just pop in and leave a message, then leave the next day, thats pointless of course.

Character Sheet: There's not really a character sheet.

Setting: If you have played the game Halo, you get the idea.

Time: Future.

Fandom: Try to make your own unique charater yourself, but RVB (red vs. blue) is welcome.

House Rules: Anyone as long as you have played Halo the game before and understand what it's about. It really hard explaining to someone who hasn't.
Description: Well, the story wil start out on Earth, and folow into a Halo ring. It's pretty free for all, as long as it makes since and it doesnt jump out of order, I.E. were are in the desert, then somehow we end up in space instantly.
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Somewhere in the marine HQ on earth:

"I wonder where the rest of the spartans are?"
"Oh well, I have to make it on that ship soon."

*grabs an assault rifle, a sniper rifle, and some ammo. Then walks out of the armory to a vehicle station...*

"Hey!" another spartan called over, standing in cobalt armor. "Over here!" she called, walking to a warthog and jumping into the driver's seat. "We can go to target practice. Was anyone else going to come? I've still got a passenger seat open if you come."

"I'm alone, but im going to catch a ship off earth, it's going to halo, pretty important. I'm not sure which one though. I'll come with, say, you wanna come with to the ship? You drive, but you gotta hurry, ship leaves in a few minutes."

*jumps in the passenger seat and starts to drive off*

"They could use a spartan. I'm an exeption, the rest are marines."

"I'm taking the one next to you." Spartan-729 (Domo) said, running up to another ship and jumping in.

"Alright, let's go," Grey said, driving towards the ship at a high pace.

"aight, see ya there Domo. Our's leaves in T-minus three minutes."

Grey quickly approached the ship, the Warthog sliding to a stop. "Come on, let's go!" she said, jumping out and running in.

"Go Go Go!"

The ship jets off into the sky with turbulence, then smooths out once out of the atmosphere

"So, you think Domo's ship is comin' with us? Damn, I should have asked for his radio number, mabey he has mine?"

"Don't worry, I have his," Grey responded. "I think he said he'd be following, though."

A crackle came through the radio.
"I'm not waiting. I'm floating towards the Installation now."

((Hey, Twig, are we taking this in any particular direction or just going randomly? Any plot you want to follow?))

\"Ok, got it,\" Grey responded, readying her assault rifle and shotgun.

(no particullar plot or direction, use your "Imagination.........")

"Uhh, why are you cocking your gun?"
"You do know you would be shooting my guys, right?"

"I got 4 frags and a sniper rifle at the ready on this end, should we engage in any Covenant or Flood."

"Yeah, sounds good," Grey said, holding the assault rifle at the ready. "Just gotta find some grunts to kill..."

"Screw flood."
"And Grey. DONT KILL ME!" >_<

*sheilds his head*

"Plus, you do know if you shoot any convinent, and they see me with you, im screwed!"

Grey sighed. "Alright, alright... I wanted to kill stuff, though! Wah."

"Kill any brutes, profits, or flood you see, just don't kill any elites or grunts please."

"We recently had a civil war and the only side that actually appeals to us covinent at the moment are the humans so dont expect my people to return fire."

"Further more, The profits are suicidal, the brutes are like immature apes, and the flood... well they just eat things."

"Burn them!!! Burn them all!!!"

>>>____<<<

"Yes!" Grey yelled, running out to find people to kill.

*Pulls out bionaculars from backpack*

"Hey, I see a clear LZ in some fields, looks like thats where Domo's ship is headed. It feels good to look at that ring again." ^_^

"._. That's good. But where's all the target practice?"

"Look! Sleeping people!"

"YES!" Grey yelled, pointing her gun towards the sleeping targets and firing.

"No, my bad, they're dead."

"Yeeeeah!" Grey said, while reloading her clip. "Now, where to? Make an air base?"

"We don't have that kind of equipment, looks like we're going down, but, I dont see any hostiles. Mabey it's a new ring, or mabey the're hiding? Say, where did those targets go you just shot? I lost them somehow."

"I've got no idea. Maybe they really were just sleeping?" She blinked, wondering. "So, possibly another ring to blow up? Awesomeness," she said, looking around at the supplies they'd brought with them. Hopefully some C4 was somewhere...

"Say, where'd Dojo, or whatever his name go?" "I don't see another ship, you got any radio signals?"

A blue title appears on screen that reads: "Picked up C4"

"Domo, I believe. I think he fell behind but should be back shortly. Ahh," Grey suddenly said, grinning. "Awesome, C4."

((Bob's hard drive crashed. He'll be back in a few weeks, most likely.))

"Don't shit yourself now..."

"I won't!" said Grey, looking around. "Where to stick this, now... HEY! We can play hot potato. CATCH!" she yelled, throwing it.

*defuses it and puts in backpack*

Dibs. I call Dibs, my C4 now.

"You can't call dibs on C4, that's ridiculous!" Grey moved towards him, gun threatening and malevolent.