Halo: Battle of New Harmony

[LordVaderRulez]

Halo: Battle of New Harmony

The year is 2537, 18 years before the events of the Halo Series. You are stationed as a UNSC (United Nations Space Command) marine on the colony of New Harmony. All is going well until one day you look up in the sky to see a massive purplish Covenant space ship appears in the sky above you. You try to run over to your aquad but a crashing alien dropship crashes in front of you. Several Elites being to walk out followed by several grunts. You grab your gun out and aim it. As a marine you are prepared to do what you've been taught. As we all know, you're on your own now.
Factions:

UNSC
Bio:
Name:
Rank:
Age:
Planet of Origin:
Primary Weapon (Choose between Assualt Rifle, Magnum, Battle Rifle, SMG, or Rockets:
Secondary Weapon:

Depending on your rank and abilities you will recieve a PM from the UNSC's head informational organiztation the ONI (Office Of Naval Intellegence) assigning you to a sqaud/fireteam


Covenant
Bio:
Species:
Rank:
Primary Weapon (choose from all Covenant weapons):
Secondary Weaporn:
Depending on your rank, species, and abilities you will recieve a PM from the High Council regarding your deployment.

*For more info on the Halo series and back story visit halo.wikia.com

So let the sign ups begin

[Shoots Da Kine]

UNSC! I'll join, LVR.

Bio: New Marine; Unknown
Name: Indy Cormic
Age: 24
Planet of Origin: German-American
Primary Weapon: B-91 Shotgun (yes, it's a HALO Marine gun)
Secondary: Spartan Laser (Is that OK to use? If not, then I'll choose the SMG.)

[LordVaderRulez]

All I need is your rank then I can get you going. Spartan Laser can be used too. I forgot about that one and also B-90? Perhaps you are thinking of the M90. None the less you can use it.

I'll make my own:
Bio: Born on the colony of Harvest inthe year 2517 he witnessed the glassing of his colony at the age of eight. This left him with a profound hatred of the Covenant. After joining the UNSC he has become quite the pryromaniac.
Name: Brian Steveson
Rank: Private, First Class
Age: 20
Planet of Origin: Harvest
Primary Weapon: M7057 Flamethrower
Secondary Weapon: M6D Magnum

[Shoots Da Kine]

Sorry. Is that the name of it? Anyways, back to the roleplay.

Sergeant Indy, reporting for duty, sir! My squad, excluding the radio men, got destroyed by the covenant. We were... brutally ambushed. Thanks to my radio men, though, we got out only with a broken arm.

[LordVaderRulez]

*Static* this is........ Private...... O'Brien to Cormic *static*.............. I'm in the ditch some 50 meters from you. I have an overturned Warthog and several wounded marines. I need some help now.

[Shoots Da Kine]

*Static slowly goes off, and then I hear nothing* *I hop up* Men, we have some covenant to get back for. Huh. Gear up. We've also got one of our OWN to save.

Move out! *4 warthogs go off, looking for you in the deep, dark sky of the night*

[LordVaderRulez]

*Private O'Brien and two other marines open fire on the overwhelming covenant forces. One of the marines is killed by three shots from a needler to his chest. Just as an Elite walks up to stab O'Brien a warthog jumps over from above killing the elite.*

O'Brien: Thanks I owe you one!
Cormic: No problem.
Marine #1: Aww Cormic we got a problem.
*A huge ball of plasma form a faraway wraith destroys one of the warthogs*
ODST #1: Sergeant we got Covenant Artillery and lots of it!

[Shoots Da Kine]

Cormic: Move, we gotta get O'Brien OUTTA here! All available ODST units (excluding medics), attack at the far right side of the artillery with Scorpions n' Gauss'!
Marine Commander #1: Yes sir!
Marines: *all get loaded up, and head toward artillery*

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*Two medics pick up O'Brien and the rest of the wounded and move towards an open field*

Medic #1: I've called for extraction for the wounded. Pelican should be here any minute,
Pelican Pilot: This is Echo 420, I am en route to your location. Stay put as long as possible.
Marine Segeant: Perez, Hudson, stay with the wounded. Me and cormic will head up towards the city and take out any artillery. You two stay and make sure no one gets the wounded.
Perez: Yes sir!
Hudson: Yes sir!

*Three pelicans appear in the horizon heading towards the group of soldiers. Two drop off Gauss Warthogs and the other one drops a tank. Thw to fly off while one stays for evac. The medics carry the wounded toward the pelican when a sqaud of Banshees flies over.*
Perez: Banshees! Hit the deck!
Pilot: I'm losing her.
*Pelican spins out of control crashing into a group of trees*

[Shoots Da Kine]

*My squad hears a huge blast coming from the nearby field*
Cormic: Men, send out a scout warthog to check out what is going on and make sure the private, sergeant, and pilot's OK.
Marine Scouts: Yes sir! *They hop into warthog and ride off into the field*

30 Seconds Later...


Cormic (in the middle of a lecture): ...then, we must move out toward the left of the field to where we--*Just then, a artillery shot hits the scout warthog, killing both of the scouts*
Cormic: Men, full suppress attack on the artillery... NOW! Move, move, move! *All scorpions, warthogs, and bazooka men fire at the artillery*

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*Medic lays down the wounded*
Medic: I'll stay here with the wounded you two look for any survivors in the pelican.
Perez: Hudson, come on we need to find that pelican.
*The two marines head out*

Meanwhile a transmission from the Covenant occupied city comes in.
Female Officer: This is the New Harmony miltia we ned to get these civilians out of here. Requesting back up now!
Marine: Negative, Ma'am we gotta take out these wraiths first.

[Shoots Da Kine]

Meanwhile...

*Scorpions, Gauss Warthogs, and USNC soldiers shoot at the artillery, wiping out a few tanks, though, with a price*
Cormic: We have an officer down! Requesting backup! We need--gah, oh my... *zzz-ch-zeet-ch-ch-ch: radio goes out*

*a few seconds later, a huge purple blast covers the sky*
Marine Medic: It looks like we've lost our main defense from the artillery.
Marine Medic 2: We're doomed. Everything, lost. We need to... retreat.

[LordVaderRulez]

*Dozens of marines run under heavy fire from the covenant*
Marine 1: Fall back, head for the rally point in the fields.
Marine 2: I got a soldier down
Marine 3: Medic!
Marine 4: Wraith! Get some cover!

[Shoots Da Kine]

*suddenly, the wraith pulls up to the marine* *the marine then pulls his hands up, but sees a red blinking laser pointed right at the engine*

Marine 4: GET DOWN!!!

*the red laser then stops blinking and sets to be just red, until... BOOM* *the wraith gets obliterated by the spartan laser*

Cormic: Now, that's a laser. Though, instead of spartan laser, they should've named it something better. *drops laser*
Medic: Cormic, sir! *salutes to Indy* We gotta get out of here. We need someone to pick us up. Otherwise, we'll perish.

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Marine 2: Navy isn't sending in anymore pelicans they've already lost to many down here. We're gonna have to move by foot.

Marine 5: You've got to be kidding me.

Marine 2: It's our only chance Corprol. I suggest we head up towards the city. It's our only chance.
*A large metal piece from a destroyed UNSC Cruiser high above the land falls*
Marine 2: Get some cover!

[Shoots Da Kine]

Medic: Sir's, our supplies are running too low. We don't have anything to eat or drink.
Marine 3: So, we have no chance here?!
Cormic: Medic, do you still have O'Brien? Or did the pelican get thru?

[LordVaderRulez]

O'Brien: I'm here, sir. Pelican crashed a few hundred yards away. Navy............ isn't coming....in.
Medic 1: I'm losing him!
Medic 2: Get him some biofoam, he's got a punctured organ!

[Shoots Da Kine]

Random Marine: *goes off and gets sick from looking*
Cormic: That's what is inside of me? Sick. Get him bundeled up, NOW!
Medic: Yes sir! Get that foam on 'em!
Marine 3: I'll run and get it from the warthog.
 
Later on, the Marine goes off and runs to the warthog. But, just as ge gets to running back, a sword strikes him from the back, and tumbles to the ground...

[LordVaderRulez]

* marine hears the sound of the sword.*
Marine: Corprol!
*No responce is heard*
Marine: Stay low!
*The other marines lower their heads as the Marine fires his Assualt rifle in a round direction in attempt to hit the elite*

[Shoots Da Kine]

Elite: *deactivates his sword, so no-one can see him*
Cormic: Stay low. Get your gili's on. Cock your weapons.
Marine 2: I can't SEE-AH! *a sniper shot shoots him bulls-eye in the helmet*
Marine: No! Medic, medic!!

Cormic: O'Brien, you still with us? You can't fall asleep. If you do, our mission will... fail.