Sam

Spartan IV suprrsoldier

[gameknigh]

This was way too high effort, it took me like 20 minutes for this shitpost

[oni-official]

Are Spartans allowed internet access?

One just asked for a tumblr account

Since the Spartans are already declassified, sure. What could possibly go wrong?

[gameknigh]

Very much.

[gongled-deactivated20240525]

I am going to fucking sob. This person is either stupid or taking the piss. If you know what ONI is, then you know how bad they are.90% of the time they’re talked about by people who aren’t obsessed with the lore it’s talking about how they KIDNAPPED CHILDREN, brainwashed them, and did some severe augments to their body which killed or disabled multiple children, all to fight some terrorists, the covenant didn’t exist when the Spartans were made.

And that’s just the surface lore the average guy knows. If you go deeper they actively arm (and helped) alien terrorists, almost committed a genocide by making a strain of crop that would kill most of the elite population, l DURING A CEASE FIRE. They tested with the flood on prisoners and pows, which is a war crime and morally wrong.

That’s all I could think of off the top of my head, but there’s a lot more. Just imagine the CIA but like 100x more evil and with almost no regulation or morals.

[gameknigh]

They are called Human Rights for a reason, it doesn’t mention little grey crabs or massive monkeys.

Glyke had it coming.

0 x100 is still zero.

[john-halo]

What does your helmet smell like?

Outside: Metal. Shield generator. Dirt.

Inside: Air scrubbers. Sometimes me. New helmet smell if I screwed up bad enough in the last month or so.

[sarnakhwritesthings]

what's a new helmet smell like exactly?

[john-halo]

Plastic, mostly. Takes a while for that to settle down. Helps if you can wash out the liner and let it air.

There's a good period you get into for a bit where it doesn't smell new, but the old helmet stink hasn't set in yet.

R&D should work on extending that.

[gameknigh]

What does shield generator smell like? I know… i uhh just can’t describe it… for a friend.

[unsc-offical]

Oh lucky spartans with your "shield-generators" us odsts dont need shields to die en mass

[gameknigh]

Oh you guys have “stamina”, cry me a river

[bloodgulchblog]

halo should have even more guys named john, it gets funnier every time

[gameknigh]

Arbiter Jah’ann Vadamee

[willowzbox]

arbiter in a funky dress

[gameknigh]

That is the most funky of dresses

[zitasaurusrex]

my stupid son

(a cat)

[gameknigh]

You can’t mention having a car and *not* post a picture of said cat

[john-halo]

What does your helmet smell like?

Outside: Metal. Shield generator. Dirt.

Inside: Air scrubbers. Sometimes me. New helmet smell if I screwed up bad enough in the last month or so.

[sarnakhwritesthings]

what's a new helmet smell like exactly?

[john-halo]

Plastic, mostly. Takes a while for that to settle down. Helps if you can wash out the liner and let it air.

There's a good period you get into for a bit where it doesn't smell new, but the old helmet stink hasn't set in yet.

R&D should work on extending that.

[gameknigh]

What does shield generator smell like? I know… i uhh just can’t describe it… for a friend.

[john-halo]

Chief, how did you get through interacting with Del Rio without punching or strangling him once?

I can't afford impulses like that.

And I didn't need to do anything physically to work past Del Rio anyway.

He'd already lost that crew.

[gameknigh]

Don’t worry John, I gave him a good smack for ya

[oni-official]

You didn't think you'd get rid of us that easy, did you?

[gameknigh]

Oh, no, not me.

I never lost control.

[halobirthdays]

IT'S FINALLY TIME

PUT ON YOUR PARTY HATS AND GET READY

In honor of Rtas Vadum's birthday on September 21, 2023, Halobirthdays is hosting an Rtas-themed birthday give away!!

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The winner will receive:

One (1) copy of Halo: Fractures

One (1) copy of the Halo Graphic Novel

One (1) unassembled, unpainted 3D print of a Kerel-pattern assault carrier** (like our girl Shadow of Intent)

One (1) high-res, watermark-free print of the commission created by @destinysquared, which I have affectionately dubbed "Rtas Pondering His Orb"

One (1) high-res, watermark-free print of the commission created by @ab-rinart

The cost of shipping and handling will be covered by Halobirthdays

**Listen to me. Read that again. The example shown is a 3D render. The winner will receive a plastic, unassembled, unpainted model, which measures around 7inx4in. The model includes supports that were added during printing that need to be removed. I will send the winner instructions on how to get it ship-shape (pun intended).

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[halobirthdays]

Happy birthday to Shipmaster Rtas 'Vadum!

Today is his -464th birthday!

Rtas was born on Sanghelios and raised in a keep by the sea. He spent much of his childhood exploring the shoreline and hunting the creatures within. He graduated with honors from a top war college, setting the course for his advancement.

By 2552, he held the rank of Special Operations Commander, specializing in discreet, unconventional warfare--often answering directly to a Hierarch. He served under then-Supreme Commander Thel 'Vadam(ee), who tasked him with investigating the agricultural support ship Infinite Succor, which sent the fleet a distress beacon. Once on board, 'Vadum(ee) discovered that the ship had been overtaken by the Flood, making him one of the first to encounter the outbreak from Installation 04. Recognizing the threat of the Flood spreading, he and his team fought their way to the bridge to initiate self-destruction protocols. Before he could escape, he was forced to fight his Flood-infected comrade, Bero 'Kusovai, who had been his best swordsman. During the engagement, the Flood form cut off 'Vadum's left mandibles with an energy sword, leaving him permanently maimed.

After the destruction of Installation 04, he and Thel 'Vadam were given a mission to find and kill Sesa 'Refumee, a Covenant defector who was labeled a heretic for his (correct) denial of the Great Journey. By this point, his once-superior Thel 'Vadam had been publicly shamed, stripped of his title, and was appointed as the Arbiter. Though Rtas lost respect for Thel, he still recognized him as a skilled warrior and valuable asset.

Rtas and Thel fought their way through the gas mine, killing the heretic leader and taking 343 Guilty Spark with them. When the Prophet of Regret arrived at Earth unprepared and fled to Installation 05, Rtas sent a large group of reinforcements to protect the Hierarch, before being unknowingly thwarted by the Prophet of Truth. When Truth used these events to justify the Changing of the Guard, he protested but accepted the decision.

However, following these events, he and Thel forged a mutual trust in their unified disagreement with the decision, and their experiences fighting together. When Thel was betrayed by Tartarus, Rtas was the first person he told, kicking off the Great Schism and forming the first Covenant separatist group.

While Thel fought his way to Installation 05's control room to prevent the firing of the Halo, 'Vadum engaged Jiralhanae forces in orbit, capturing the Kerel-pattern assault carrier Shadow of Intent, which would become the flagship of the newly-formed Fleet of Retribution. Rtas was instrumental in forming an alliance with the humans, quickly recognizing the importance of Flood containment above their previous hostilities. He ordered his fleet to glass Voi, a restrained measure meant to balance his serious interest in containment with the delicate alliance with the UNSC.

At the close of the war, Rtas and the fleet would follow Thel and the UNSC to the Ark, providing joint support to pave the way for Master Chief and Thel to stop Truth. When the ceasefire between the humans and Sangheili was formalized, he escorted Thel back to Sanghelios, but would not stay for long.

Though he grew weary of fighting, Rtas continued to serve as commander of the Shadow of Intent. After answering a distress signal from the colony Rahnelo, he learned that some San'Shyuum--who had largely gone into hiding after the end of the war--were still alive through Prelate Tem'Bhetek. He went on a mission with Tul 'Juran to stop 'Bhetek's misguided revenge efforts against the Sangheili, believing that the Swords of Sanghelios were responsible for the death of his family. Rtas convinced him of the truth, and 'Bhetek died trying to aid him. After this encounter, Rtas set aside his resentment of the San'Shyuum, recognizing that some deserved death, but some, like 'Bhetek, had also been deceived. Though he was offered leave by Thel, who was now a brother to him, Rtas declined, having learned that thousands of San'Shyuum yet survived, and was determined to locate those responsible for the lies of the Covenant. By present canon, he continues this campaign.

While serving the Covenant, Rtas was devout but not a zealot, willing to challenge orders from the San'Shyuum, including threatening to kill the Minister on the Infinite Succor for his singular interest in his own safety over Flood containment protocols, and his vocal disagreement with the Changing of the Guard. Though he is war-weary and embarrassed by his disfigurement, which makes it difficult for him to enunciate, he still prioritizes his responsibility to his species and loyalty to Thel over his own wishes. He is more tolerant than typical for his species and values pragmatism over tradition, willing to let female Sangheili and Unggoy in his ranks before either was deemed acceptable. In other words, he's special and amazing and you love him. And that's still lore so jot that down.

In canon (~2560), he is turning 73!

If it wasn't apparent, Rtas is this blog's favorite character and EVERYONE IS GOING TO CLAP RIGHT NOW.

[gameknigh]

Anyways here is a list of about 200 things I am no longer allowed to do within the UNSC ONI or Spartan Operations, I do not regret any of these

My proper military title is ‘Spartan Sam’ not ‘Princess Anastasia’.

Not allowed to threaten anyone with black magic.

Not allowed to challenge anyone’s disbelief of black magic by asking for hair.

Not allowed to get silicone breast implants.

Not allowed to play ‘Pulp Fiction’ with a suction-cup dart pistol and any officer.

Not allowed to add ‘In accordance with the prophesy’ to the end of answers I give to a question an officer asks me.

Not allowed to add pictures of officers I don’t like to War Criminal posters.

Not allowed to title any product ‘Get Over it’.

Not allowed to purchase anyone’s soul on Government time.

Not allowed to join the communist party.

Not allowed to join any militia.

N ot allowed to form any militia.

Not allowed out of my office when the president visited Boston.

Not allowed to train adopted stray dogs to ‘Sic Brass!’

Must get a haircut even if it tampers with my ‘Sampson like powers’.

God may not contradict any of my orders.

May no longer perform my now (in)famous ‘Barbie Girl Dance’ while on duty.

May not call any officers immoral, untrustworthy, lying, slime, even if I’m right.

Must not taunt the Harvestians any more.

Must attempt to not antagonize ODSTs.

Must never call an ODST a ‘Wanker’.

Must never ask anyone who outranks me if they’ve been smoking crack.

Must not tell any officer that I am smarter than they are, especially if it’s true.

Never confuse a Revian soldier for a Martian one.

Never tell a German soldier that ‘We kicked your ass in World War 2!’

Don’t take the batteries out of the other Spartan’s alarm clocks (Even if they do hit snooze about forty times).

The Irish Spartans are not after ‘Me frosted lucky charms’.

Not allowed to wake an Non-Commissioned Officer by repeatedly banging on the head with a bag of trash.

Not allowed to let sock puppets take responsibility for any of my actions.

Not allowed to let sock puppets take command of my post.

Not allowed to chew gum at formation, unless I brought enough for everybody.

(Next day) Not allowed to chew gum at formation even if I *did* bring enough for everybody.

Not allowed to sing ‘High Speed Dirt’ by Megadeth during airborne operations. (‘See the earth below/Soon to make a crater/Blue sky, black death, I’m off to meet my maker’)

Can’t have flashbacks to wars I was not in. (The Interplanetary War isn’t over).

Our medic is called ‘Sgt Larwasa’, not ‘Dr. Feelgood’.

Our supply Sgt is ‘Sgt Watkins’ not ‘Sugar Daddy’.

Not allowed to ask for the day off due to religious purposes, on the basis that the world is going to end, more than once.

I do not have super-powers.

Camouflage body paint is not a uniform.

I am not the atheist chaplain.

I am not authorized to fire officers.

Not allowed to trade military equipment for ‘magic beans’.

Not allowed to sell magic beans during duty hours.

Not allowed to quote ‘Dr Seuss’ on military operations.

Not allowed to yell ‘Take that Cobra’ at the rifle range.

Not allowed to quote ‘Full Metal Jacket ‘ at the rifle range.

‘Napalm sticks to kids’ is *not* a motivational phrase.

An order to ‘Put Kiwi on my boots’ does *not* involve fruit.

An order to ‘Make my Boots black and shiny’ does not involve electrical tape.

The proper response to a lawful order is not ‘Why?’

The following words and phrases may not be used in a cadence- based, necrophilia, I hate everyone in this formation and wish they were dead, all Marines are latent homosexuals, Arcadian yoga, Gotterdammerung, or any references to squid.

May not make posters depicting the leadership failings of my chain of command.

‘The Giant Space Ants’ are not at the top of my chain of command.

It is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission, no longer applies to Spartan Sam.

Command decisions do *not* need to be ratified by a 2/3 majority.

There are no evil clowns living under my bed.

There is no ‘Anti-Mime’ campaign on Harvest.

I am not the Spartan Ops Mascot.

I may not line my helmet with tin foil to ‘Block out the space mind control lasers’.

May not pretend to be a fascist stormtrooper on duty

I am not authorized to prescribe any form of medication.

May not conduct psychological experiments on my chain of command.

The MP checkpoint is not an Imperial Stormtrooper roadblock, so I should not tell them “You don’t need to see my identification, these are not the droids you are looking for.”

I may not call block my chain of command.

I am neither the king nor queen of cheese.

Not allowed to wear MJOLNIR to any army functions.

May not bring a drag queen to the battalion formal dance.

May not form any press gangs.

Must not start any SITREP (Situation Report) with “I recently had an experience I just had to write you about….”

Must not use military vehicles to ‘Squish’ things.

May not challenge anyone in my chain of command to the ‘field of honor’.

If the thought of something makes me giggle for longer than 15 seconds, I am to assume that I am not allowed to do it.

Must not refer to the Commander as ‘Dad’.

I am not authorized to initiate Jihad.

When asked to give a few words at a military ceremony ‘Romper Bomper Stomper Boo’ is probably not appropriate.

Nerve gas is not funny.

Crucifixes do not ward off ONI officers, and I should not test that.

I am not in need of a more suitable host body.

The proper response to a chemical weapon attack is not ‘Tell my chain of command what I really think about them, and then poke holes in their masks.’

A smiley face is not used to mark a minefield.

Claymore mines are not filled with yummy candy, and it is wrong to tell new soldiers that they are.

I am not allowed to mount a bayonet on a crew-served weapon.

Rodents are not entitled to burial with full military honors, even if they are “casualties of war”.

My commander is not old enough to have fought in the Second American Civil War, and I should stop implying that he did.

Vodka, green food coloring, and a ‘Cool Mint’ Listerine® bottle is not a good combination.

I am not allowed to bum cigarettes off of anyone under twelve.

I may not trade my rifle for any of the following: Cigarettes, booze, Unggoy, Kalishnikovs, Covenant Armored vehicles, small children, or bootleg CD’s.

Must not mock command decisions in front of the press.

Should not taunt members of the press, even if they are really fat, exceptionally stupid, and working for the UEG.

I am not authorized to change national policy in the Eastern Orion Arm.

Never, ever, attempt to correct a Spartan II about anything.

I am not qualified to operate any Covenant, UNSC, Banished, or Swords of Sanghelios Armored vehicles.

I cannot trade my CO to the Covies.

Crucifying mice – bad idea.

Burn pits for classified material are not revel fires – therefore it is wrong to dance naked around them.

I cannot arrest children for being rude.

An EO briefing is probably not the best place to unveil my newest off color joke.

Radioactive material should not be stored in the barracks.

I should not teach other soldiers to say offensive and crude things in Sangheli, under the guise of teaching them how to say potentially useful phrases.

Two drink limit does not mean first and last.

Two drink limit does not mean two kinds of drinks.

Two drink limit does not mean the drinks can be as large as I like.

‘No Drinking Of Alcoholic Beverages’ does not imply that a Jack Daniel’s ® IV is acceptable.

“Shpadoinkle” is not a real word.

The Microsoft ® ‘Dancing Paperclip’ is not authorized to countermand any orders.

‘I’m drunk’ is a bad answer to any question posed by my commander.

The loudspeaker system is not a forum to voice my ideas.

The loudspeaker system is not to be used to replace the radio.

The loudspeaker system is not to be used to broadcast the soundtrack to a porno movie.

Shouting ‘Let’s do the village! Let’s do the whole ****ing village!’ while out on a mission is bad.

Should not show up at the front gate wearing part of a Sangheli Combat Harness, messily drunk.

Even if my commander did it.

I am not authorized to sell mineral rights.

Not allowed to use a broadsword to disprove ‘The Pen is Mightier than the sword’.

I should not drink three quarts of blue food coloring before a urine test.

Nor should I drink three quarts of red food coloring, and scream during the same.

J should not threaten suicide with pop rocks and Coke ®.

Putting red ‘Mike and Ike’s’ ® into a prescription medicine bottle, and then eating them all in a formation is not funny.

Must not create new ONI forms, then insist they be filled out.

On Sports Day PT, a wedgie is not considered a legal tackle.

The proper way to report to my Commander is ‘Spartan Sam, reporting as ordered, Sir’ not ‘You can’t prove a thing!’

The following items do not exist: Keys to the Drop Zone, A box of grid squares, blinker fluid, winter air for tires, canopy lights, or MJOLNIR oil.

Shouldn’t treat ‘piss-bottles’ with extra-strength icy hot.

Teaching Sangheli children to taunt other soldiers is not nice.

I will no longer perform ‘lap-dances’ while in MJOLNIR.

The revolution is not now.

When detained by MP’s, I do not have a right to a strip search.

No part of the MJOLNIR armor is edible.

Bodychecking General officers is not a good idea.

Past lives have absolutely no effect on the chain of command.

Take that hat off.

There is no such thing as a were-virgin.

I do not get ‘that time of month’.

No, the pants are not optional.

Not allowed to operate a business out of the barracks.

Not allowed to ‘defect’ to Covenant during training missions.

On training missions, try not to shoot down the General’s helicopter.

‘A full magazine and some privacy’ is not the way to help a potential suicide.

I am not allowed to create new levels of security clearance.

Furby ® is not allowed into classified areas. (I swear to the gods, I did not make that up, it’s actually ONI policy).

We do not ‘charge into battle, naked, like the Celts’.

Any device that can crawl across the table on medium, does not need to be brought into the office.

I am not to refer to a formation as ‘the boxy rectangle thingie’.

I am not ‘A lesbian trapped in a man’s body’.

On Army documents, my race is not ‘Other’.

Nor is it ‘Secretariat, in the third’.

Pokémon® trainer is not an MOS.

There is no FM for ‘wall-to-wall counseling’.

My chain of command has neither the time, nor the inclination to hear about what I did with six boxes of Fruit Roll-Ups. ®

When operating a military vehicle I may *not* attempt something ‘I saw in a cartoon’.

My name is not a killing word.

I am not the Emperor of anything.

Must not taunt officers in the throes of nicotine withdrawal, with cigarettes.

May not challenge officers to ‘Meet me on the field of honor, at dawn’.

Must not make s’mores while on guard duty.

Our Warthogs cannot be assembled into a giant battle-robot.

The proper response to a briefing is not ‘That’s what you think’.

The Masons, and Gray Aliens are not in our chain of command.

Shouldn’t take incriminating photos of my chain of command.

Shouldn’t use Photoshop ® to create incriminating photos of my chain of command.

I am not allowed to give Spartan augmentations

Not allowed to lead a ‘Coup’ during training missions.

I should not confess to crimes that took place before I was born.

My chain of command is not interested in why I ‘just happen’ to have a kilt, an inflatable sheep, and a box of rubber bands in the back of my car.

Must not valiantly push officers onto hand grenades to save the squad.

Despite the confusing similarity in the names, the “Safety Dance” and the “Safety Briefing” are never to be combined.

“To conquer the earth with an army of flying monkeys” is a bad long term goal to give the re-enlistment NCO.

NEVER nail a stuffed bunny to a cross and put it up in front of the Battalion Headquarters sign as an “Easter Desecration.”

Don’t write up false gigs on a Warthog PMCS. (“Broken clutch pedal”, “Number three turbine has frequent flame-outs”, “flux capacitor emits loud whine when engaged”)

Not allowed to get shot.

Not allowed to play into the deluded fantasies of the civlians who are “hearing conversations” from the CMA, ONI, UNSC and SoS due to the microchip the aliens implanted in their brain.

Must not make T-shirts up depciting a Grunt with the writing “Breath Oxygen or Die” in Unggoy to bring as civilian attire when preparing to deploy to their homeworld.

Must not go on nine deployments in six years that require a security clearance that I don’t have, even if the ONI tells me repeatedly that I have one and I have no reason to question them.

Do not convince NCO’s that their razorbumps are the result of microscopic parasites.

Do not lick Spartan IIs

Do not change Smart AI’s avatars to “obscene” things or pictures of my Cat

Do not show up to the UNSC Infinity in a “Anime Bunnysuit and fishnets”

Do not use a 560 year old H&K XM8 because ‘it looks enough like a battle rifle’

Well, that concludes the list. I probably shouldn’t have done some of these, but I definitely don’t regret the second to last (I looked hot AF).

[gameknigh]

Not allowed to ride a bomb with a cowboy hat

[gameknigh]

Not to use a "see more" line In your tumblr post

Not allowed to abuse reclaimer status

Not allowed to akimbo officer model M6D magnums

Not allowed to use Forerunner combat skins

(Next day) Not allowed to not explain how I acquired, used, or lost a Forerunner combat skin to ONI

Not allowed to modify Covenant weapons, especially plasma pistols

Not allowed to cut a needler in half to “see how in the everloving fuck it works”

Not allowed to put needler crystals in frag grenades

Not allowed to bring rifles from home

[gameknigh]

Not allowed to make fun of Thomas Lasky for being Martian… on his birthday

Not allowed to punt grunts

Not allowed to go to any more Halo Rings

Not allowed to sing God’s Gonna Cut You Down by Johnny Cash while on spec op missions

Not allowed to speak Russian (unless absolutely necessary)

…or Italian

Not allowed to die

Not allowed to bring coffee maker from home on missions

Not allowed to play Fortunate Son on my armor’s speaker system, especially while in a Falcon

Not allowed to kill somebody for being a communist

Not allowed to bring more than one knife on deployment

Not allowed to punch a hole through someone for claiming something is propaganda (it is literally the story of humanity survived extinction from the covenant)

[gameknigh]

Not allowed to pilot forerunner warships

Not allowed to request for my armor to be painted metallic silver and for a red VISR

And especially not allowed to go around demanding the location of ‘John Connor’ and threatening civilians for it after aforementioned armor customization

Not allowed to bullpup weapons

Or un-bullpup weapons

Especially ones whose basis operation is unknown to human and of alien origin

Not allowed to make fun of people for using night vision goggles

[gameknigh]

Not allowed to sing ABBA songs… any of them

[oni-official]

One of the worst things about working for ONI is that every now and then the pizza delivery guy will try to kill and replace you.

But, well. We can usually get our money back on those orders, so...

[gameknigh]

Sometimes when at my apartment and the pizza delivery comes I will put on my MJOLNIR and answer the door in it for shits and giggles.

Just don’t ask how I got a Spartan Peeler into my apartment… or how I got it at all in the first place.

[oni-official]

Hey ONI, what's the current procedure on dealing with a S-IV that keeps dropping some solid confidential documents and details to one up another near non-official civilians? I swear I heard one kept speaking of dropping a 'Nova bomb' on a hingehead world.

If you go over the roster, you'll find that such Spartan IVs have never existed.

They've never existed.

[gameknigh]

Don’t listen to them Anon, a team of Spartans used a NOVA thermonuclear fission warhead on a Sangheli planet completely destroying the planet. For more information meet me a—

ERROR USER DISCONNECTED

[unsc-offical]

Me trying to explain to the rest of my ODST squad that silenced smgs and shotguns are not always the most effective option (sarge (my sister) said they could take whatever they wanted from the armoury for this mission) (I'm the only one with a long or mid range weapon) (we're going to fucking die)

[gameknigh]

8 gauge shotguns have an effective range of nearly 100 meters. 300 if you use longer range slugs.

So cry about it smh.

[unsc-offical]

Wait. They supply you with slugs? The fuck? I haven't seen anything but birdshot since 2552, which, well very nice at dealing with covvie shields is shit at any big distance considering birds don't have armour but covvies do.

[gameknigh]

You should speak to your unit’s sugar daddy supply Sargent and ask for AP, Sabot, or HE slugs.

[unsc-offical]

Our supply Sargent "supplies" us by handing us a box with like seven (if we're lucky) loose 7.62 rounds. We get ammo by stealing from the Delta-Three odsts lol

[gameknigh]

Now I know you are probably talking about 7.62x51 for a MA— or DMR, but I imagine it’s like two of those, a 7.62x39 for a Kalashnikov, and like four 7.62x25 handgun rounds.

Anyways I would ask for someone higher up. I wouldn’t be shocked if some poor marines got your treatment, but ODSTs is kinda shocking tbh.

[unsc-offical]

I think it's gods way of punishing delta three actually. I mean they deserve it. Also last month it was a whole three 7.62×51 rounds. No 7.62×39 though which sucked because I'm making a vest out of our Kalashnikov rounds. I got the idea when we got some 5.45×39 Kalashnikov as a treat 2 years ago. The 5.45 are the stripes.

[gameknigh]

What did Delta Three do???

[unsc-offical]

I don't think I'm aloud to talk about my fellow soldier in a rude way on the official UNSC blog but I'll just say they're the ones you used to terrorize

[gameknigh]

Actually, I just thought of this.

Why is an ODST running the UNSC blog? I thought you’d be a random intern? What happens if you like… die?

[unsc-offical]

Me trying to explain to the rest of my ODST squad that silenced smgs and shotguns are not always the most effective option (sarge (my sister) said they could take whatever they wanted from the armoury for this mission) (I'm the only one with a long or mid range weapon) (we're going to fucking die)

[gameknigh]

8 gauge shotguns have an effective range of nearly 100 meters. 300 if you use longer range slugs.

So cry about it smh.

[unsc-offical]

Wait. They supply you with slugs? The fuck? I haven't seen anything but birdshot since 2552, which, well very nice at dealing with covvie shields is shit at any big distance considering birds don't have armour but covvies do.

[gameknigh]

You should speak to your unit’s sugar daddy supply Sargent and ask for AP, Sabot, or HE slugs.

[unsc-offical]

Our supply Sargent "supplies" us by handing us a box with like seven (if we're lucky) loose 7.62 rounds. We get ammo by stealing from the Delta-Three odsts lol

[gameknigh]

Now I know you are probably talking about 7.62x51 for a MA— or DMR, but I imagine it’s like two of those, a 7.62x39 for a Kalashnikov, and like four 7.62x25 handgun rounds.

Anyways I would ask for someone higher up. I wouldn’t be shocked if some poor marines got your treatment, but ODSTs is kinda shocking tbh.

[unsc-offical]

I think it's gods way of punishing delta three actually. I mean they deserve it. Also last month it was a whole three 7.62×51 rounds. No 7.62×39 though which sucked because I'm making a vest out of our Kalashnikov rounds. I got the idea when we got some 5.45×39 Kalashnikov as a treat 2 years ago. The 5.45 are the stripes.

[gameknigh]

What did Delta Three do???