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On the moon of the planet earth lies a small fragment of the flood. Unknown and out of sight to the human populous, The gravemind plans and strengthen. The flood have massed in number.
Week 1.
A disturbance was reported in sector 3 of a human community. A rather large asteroid struck the sight. Soldiers report massive amount of people dead.
Week 2.
The dead of the sight have gone missing, Recon teams have sweeped the area in a 30 mile radius and yet no sign of tamperment.
Week 3.
The asteroid tested positive for radiation on a massive scale and was moved to a scientifical research center. Scout units have gone missing, About 3 total. Higher orders gave the command to quarantine the area and find whoever was doing this.
2 hours ago.
Report has come in of seismic activity in the vicinity of the quarantine. Reports of hostile fire and massive losses. Only intell that was gathered where bug like creatures and our own men attacking our stationed forces.
1 hour ago.
Reports of attack in the research station. Bug like creatures flooded the underground center. No word yet of survivors.
.....Now......
"This is Commander Pheonix, We have comfirmed reports of a massive flood infestation, We need your help."
The message was sent, Reinforcements where on the way. And an old alliance.((Elites))

~Ok this took me a while to think of but here it is. You can either be human or an elite, Post you name appearence, Weapon of choice and attitude. Thank you ....And lets kick some flood a**!

::Log::
I was stationed in the research facility at the time of the outbreak. I was in the cafeteria drinking coffee when the red light lit up and the emergency sirens went off. Instantly I was armed and listening to called in reports. Flood where pouring from the asteroid. Personally I've never seen one. My grandfather told me stories of the brave spartan 117 who wiped out the whole flood with his bare hands. And how the ancient and powerful race of the Elites faught beside us. At first the infection was kept to a minimal, But the little bastards found their way into the air vent, It all went downhill when the breached the civilian quarters which we locked for their safety. We where immediately sent to save any survivors. When we got there.....None where left, the doors where broken through and a green residue laced the entire sector. Hours and hours of killing the flood and a few of my own men I found my way into the comm station. I sent an interstellar transmition in hopes of contacting the elites. I know reside in the tower, The last survivor of the facility. After the message was sent I listen to the comms of the outside sectors. The flood where spreading and not just from the facility, Those missing bodies and units, Aren't missing anymore. The comm station doesn't have ventilation shafts, So strategically it was my best hope for a defense. I know reside inside the tower, Fully armed and awaiting whatever is breaking through the door.

ive never done a rp before so ill give it a try since i love halo.



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Name: Michael Garcia

Attitude: Much of a coward. Will do anything it takes to save someone. No matter how scared he is.

Weapons: Sniper, Assult Rifle, BR, Pistol. Carries all his weapons in the case is grandfather gave him that he used during the last flood attack. Very religous always has the cross his mother gave him before he went off to fight the flood.

Name: Zcie Astral (Pronunciation: Zee a**-trawl )
Age: 24
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Weapons of choice: Automatic rifle, combat knife, grenade.
Description: A Soldier that wishes to obliterate every flood being in the universe, or at least as much as he can. He has no greater wish than to avenge his brother's death, who when became infected, he had to kill him. This event was long awaited by Zcie, giving the flood a chance to show what he was really made of...

((I have not played halo 3 or 2, but now a little about them all. If i don't get something right feel free to ask me to change it or edit it out!))


Zcie scanned the area, noticing something approaching, he held up his gun, realizing then that it was Pheonix. He lowered his gun and was about to greet him when a random flood lunged at him. "Commander look out!" Zcie shouted just before shooting it. "Geez, I almost let my guard down... Hey, can I follow you? Any where is better than here..."

"Right..." He wanted to retort, but this was not the best time. He followed close behind, his gun at the ready, and a grenade in one hand. "It's gotten quiet, you think they're all dead?" Zcie asked. The hallway became darker. Zcie flicked on his light, and looked around... "Oh sh-" He saw numerous flood on the ceiling, he looked to Jack. They did not move. Zcie looked to jack
"Orders sir?"

"What?! No!" Zcie shouted flood fell from the ceiling, some of them not dead. He panicked, and threw his grenade at a group of them. "Run!" He shouted, firing on a few then turning away.

"You must never think either!" Zcie said, He came around the corner and used the sight to pick off flood, even though it seemed Phoenix could handle himself. "Commander, please tell me how the hell you manage to turn bravery into pure stupidity, and you still don't get yourself killed?!" Zcie yelled, firing off several rounds.

"Yessir!" Zcie said, running out after him. "Ok. what next?" He asked exchanging his old clip for a new one. He scanned the surrounding area,
It was clear. "We're good for a little bit if you wanna rest."