NSWRPF Archive Halo: Story's of the Front

Hello and Welcome to Halo:Story's of the Front a Halo RPG where you are a soldier fighting on the front lines.
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About

Well its exactly like the welcoming you will play as a soldier on the front lines, getting axcess to the many vehicals in the Halo games.You will personnaly depict the fate of your squad with which may die if your not careful.
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Weapons

The weapons in this RPG will not be all of them as they are to numerus for me to list so here are a few that you have access to.

--Assault Rifle
--Shotgun
--M6C Magnum
--Sniper Rifle
--Battle Rifle
--Fuel Rod Gun
--Needler
--Plasma Pistol
--Plasma Rifle
--Frag Grenades
--Plasma Grenades
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Vehicals

The vehicals in this game are almost all the vehicals in the Halo serise save a few, all are accessable, all with limitations found in the games.

--LAAG Warthog
--Troop Transport Warthog
--Scorpian Tank
--Pelican
--Shortsword
--SparrowHawk
--Rhino
--Cougar
--Banshee
--Ghost
--Shadow
--Wraith
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Units in the Marines

Everyone will be assigned a Regiment or Division according to me.Also everyone will be stored on the Midsummers Night a Frigate in the UNSC Armada.

--17th Marine Regiment
--77th Marine Regiment
--105th ODST Division
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Colors

--17th Marine Regiment
--77th Marine Regiment
--105th ODST Division
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Rules
There are not many rules as this is one of those games where you do what ever you want but there are a few so here they are.

--No Godmodding - except the fact that you got shot and killed its not too difficult to comprehend.
--Friendly Fire OFF! - please refrain from shooting your own men unless its unavoidable.
--Have fun - everyone knows that a game with out any fun is usless and as such does not belong so lets all put on our game faces.

Thats about it the rules now a little about dieing, when you die you are aloud to make another character in the same Regiment BUT there is a limit to how many people you can have only 3, so try not to get killed to often.
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Character Sheet

Name:
Rank(highest is Private First Class unless apointed by me):
ID(ill supply this as well):
Favored Weapon:
Favored Vehical:
Regiment(supplyed by me):
Height:
Age:
Weight:
Side Arm(always at Magnum):

So there it is lets get those character sheets in now.

 

Name: William "Will" Hawkins
Rank:
ID:
Favored Weapon: Assault Rifle
Favored Vehicle: Ghost
Regiment:
Height: 6' 4"
Age: 22
Weight: 110 lb.
Side Arm: M6c Magnum

 

Sith send it to me next time, but anyway ill accept it and here is your updated CS.



Name: William "Will" Hawkins
Rank:Sargeant
ID:01153269
Favored Weapon: Assault Rifle
Favored Vehicle: Ghost
Regiment:17th Marine Regiment
Height: 6' 4"
Age: 22
Weight: 110 lb.
Side Arm: M6C Magnum

 

ok, sorry.
bump!

 

GM Approved:

Name: James Finnersen
Rankrivate 1st Class
ID:00295321
Favored Weapon: Battle Rifle
Favored Vehicle: Scorpion Tank
Regiment:105th ODST Division
Height:5'10"
Age: 18
Weight: 155
Side Arm: Magnum

 

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GM Approved! By the way its spelled Sergeant not Sargeant.

Name: James Ramon Santiago
Rank: Sergeant
ID(ill supply this as well):039657421
Favored Weapon: MA5B Assault Rifle
Favored Vehical: M808 Scorpion MBT
Regiment(supplyed by me): 105th ODST Division
Height: 6' 2'
Age: 24
Weight: 160 lbs.
Side Arm(always at Magnum): M6C Magnum Pistol

 

OOC:Well wiere going to start now new members are alowed but only as Privates and a note some parts may be non-canon as there is not very much known about the battles.

Battle odd's of Success:10/1 Covenant Most likely going to lose
Combatants:17th Marine Regiment,105th ODST Division, 77th Marine Regiment
UNSC outnumber the Covenant 2-to-1

2531, April 27 Harvest Colony

The pelicans were every droping to the planets surface from the Midsummer's-Night, they were the most important part of the Retaking of Harvest.The 17th Marine Regiment was the first ones to fly in, the first ones to engage the covenant onslaught, the first to witness the atrocities of the Covenant.Sargeant Hawkins flew in with two other regiments one and a half were left.They were pinned down inside a old, bunker not destroyed by the Covenant, there they found a array of Warthogs and Scorpions that were still in working order.Now though the Covenant have entered the base and there is a three way battle over dominance.The third combatant is a array of drones that could set fire to a Marine in seconds, their oragin is unknown but what is known is that they are powerful enough to kill a battalion of Covenant Elites.

TAG:The 17th Marine Regiment

2531, April 28 Harvest Colony

The 105th ODST division was known to 'Jump Feet First into Hell' but they were not prepared for the power of the Covenant Hierachy.They were second to go in to face the Covenant only to be met with legions of Grunts, the Covenant were slaughtered under the fire power of the ODST's like a fly to a hand.The battle above was not much better with at least 1/3 of the UNSC Warships already destroyed.The Covenant arrived in waves of hundreds with at least two Elites(a Gold and a Red) leading them.The 105th are on the move with at least one-thousand ODST's in the entire Division left, they travel by Warthogs, Scorpions, and Pelicans with constant attacks to Covenant camps.This will be the hardest battle the UNSC has ever fought, even with the UNSC outnumbering them.

TAG:105th ODST Division

OOC:Well there you go you may begin.

 

IC: Sergeant Santiago

"Move it Column A!" Sergeant James Santiago yelled to the first column of armor. Once the 105th Division had landed all hell had broke loose between the Helljumpers and the Covenant forces occupying the surrounding the area. The Midsummer's Night sent down a company of armor to help the 105th get the job done. Twelve Scorpions and nearly four dozen Warthogs made up the company with three Scorpions and a dozen Warthogs for each Column...A.B.C. and D Column. So far at least two Scorpions were blown to small metal bits and at least half a dozen Warthogs were either destroyed or inoperable. What the Helljumpers needed was air support which would be hard to get.

Even from the planet, the Sergeant knew that the Navy was getting its ass kicked by the Covenant War Fleet. Getting air support would be impossible because of the battle going on up in the space above Harvest.

"Sir, another squadron of Banshee's coming up on our left flank!" a Private said.

"I see them. Column B get some fire over there!" the Sergeant yelled. A few rounds of Scorpion main gun power and some rapid LAAG power suppressed the incoming Banshee's.

Ever since the Division had landed, its was like death city. Many of the officers of the ODST group were wounded or killed. In Santiago's company he didn't even know if the lieutenant's or captain were alive so the Sergeant had pretty much taken control of the whole deal. Hopefully he would get some type of order of something because for know if it kept up like this, bad things were going to happen. Already, communications were all messed up and a lot of Marines were scared making it harder for the Sergeant to try to keep things up. Even though Sergeant Santiago wasn't dead yet...he was in a living hell...

TAG: ODST's

OOC: Finnerson, since your a PFC you mineaswell be in my squad okay? Since there's no other ODSt's so far...Thanks.

 

A long burst of blue plasma eggs zipped over finnersons head, he winced and crouched further, firing off three bursts from the battle rifle in response, even though he could not be certain of the shooter. There was too much smoke and fire to do anything except fire ahead. Hopefulyl that applied to the Covenant as well.

Another burst of blue plasma, and finnerson went to ground. The ground had absorbed several plasma shots before, and was noticeably warm, even through the armor.

Blue plasma probably means an Elite, the thought resounded in Finnersons head. He crawled forward a few feet until a warthog roard by, its Gauss cannon barking metronically as it zipped into the fray. A dozen covenant guns fired on it. Most went wide, but a few blasts sparked against its armor.

Finnerson took the opportunity. With those Covenant soldiers distracted, he got up and ran crazylegs style for ten yards before flopping down again into a small depression in the earth. He was nearly shot by two other ODST troopers, but they checked their target and Finnerson kept breathing.

Finnerson wedged himself against the side of the depression, and saw that the ground near the top had been crystalized and burnt from multiple plasma strikes. He reached behind himself, drawing out his Combat knife. Flipping the polished side towards himself, he slowly raised it to get a reflection of the enemy ahead.

He had to jerk his hand back almost immediately as several green bolts arrowed towards him, toasting the blackened earth another shade of midnight.

"Five grunts." Finnerson said to his comrades. He was about to say more when he noticed that there was an NCO in the depression as well. Sergeant Santiago.

"I say again, Five grunts sir. They're in some sort of shallow trench. Negative on Elites or Jackals."

TAG: Santiago

 

Sergeant Hawkins

Hawkins darted from cover to cover, dodging fire from the enemy. He had thought it bad enough when he and the rest of his regiment had been pinned down inside this bunker by the Covenant. Then they were attacked by these drones. Now a horrible three-way battle had begun. His radio buzzed loudly.

Hawkins crouched behind a partially destroyed wall and pulled out his radio. It was probably one of the the 2 engineers that were working on the base's motor pool.

"Go ahead."

"Sarge, we've got all the Warthogs and Scorpions up and running. Problem is, we don't have very much ammo for them."

Hawkins swore and pulled out his pistol as one of the drones appeared from around a corner. He emptied his clip into it, blowing it into pieces.
"Any contact with The Midsummer's?"

"Negative. We can't count on any support from orbit."

Hawkins shook his head wearily, glad that the drones and the Elites were keeping each other busy fighting, giving the Marines a little bit of rest.

"All right. Try to get a burst transmission out to any of the the other ground forces. ODSTs, another regiment, anyone. We need backup if we're going to survive past the next day in here."

"Roger!"

Hawkins prayed that some marines, any marines, would answer the call and come pull him from the fire. They wouldn't last much longer.

TAG: Anyone

 

Sergeant Santiago

"Okay, I seem 'em!" the Sergeant said to the soldier next to him. He contacted one of the Scorpions "Scorpion number 7 take out the Covie position with the grunts to your right!"

"Rodger that sir," the gunner said. A shell propelled at amazing speed hit the trench and James saw several dead Grunts fly up into the air.

"Damn beautiful sight!" a marine yelled.

"Pretty colors..." another remarked.

At least the ODST's had some faith that the battle would go well. The had some confidence they just needed to use it against the Covenant if they were going to win.

"Finnerson, find a squad or two and bring them to me. There's a Covenant bunker up ahead. I'll order the Scorpion's to put 'a shell or two into it then me, you and the rest of the leathernecks will storm it and blow it. You got that soldier?"

Tag: Finnerson, Anyone

 

IC: Finnerson

"Wilco, Sergeant!"
Finnerson crouch-ran out of the depression and towards the follow-on infantry companies. With the scorpions booming their Main guns all around, the COvenant fire had dimmed considerably. He flagged down a squad.

"You're with me. Got a bunker to bust. On me!"

The squad fell in behind Finnerson and they proceeded back to the depression. One of the men took a blasma shot in the left arm on the way, and he rolled about in agony, howling and clutching at blackened, melted skin on his upper arm. It smoked sickeningly.

"Corpsman!" Finnerson shouted, and then rolled back into the depression with the sergeant.

"One squad as ordered, sir."

TAG: Santiago

 

IC: Sergeant Santiago

"Good...lets go men. Lets put some smoke grenades into the bunker. Use your helmets HUD settings to see through the smoke!" Santiago yelled.

 

IC: James Finnerson

FInnerson Pulled the pin on the smoke grenade. As he drew back, movement caught the corner of his eye.

about 6 panicking grunts were rushing to the rear. They ahd broken cover, but were intelligent enough to stay behidn the bunker, in defilade to the Heavy weapons being poured at it. An Elite encouraged them.

"Troops! TROOPS!" Finnerson screamed, slamming the pin back into the smoke grenade. He brought up the Battle Rifle and began firing off three-round bursts.

The grunt in the lead bent over abruptly and fell to the ground. The Elite, obviously an inexperienced one, stopped and sought the source of the fire. Finnerson pasted him square in the chest. His Shield sizzled, and the elite then decided to go to ground, firing his plasma rifle wildly in the general direction of the incoming fire.

By this time other ODST troopers had joined in, and in a matter of seconds all the grunts were reduced to neon-blue paste. They barely got a shot off in return. The Elite tried to break for cover, but a sniper caved in his skull with a perfectly led shot. The Elite went head over teakettle from the imact and lay still, quietly pulsing purple ichor into the war-shattered dust.

Finnerson plucked up the Smoke grenade, and yanked the pin again, waiting for the word from the Sergeant.

TAG: Santiago

 

IC: Santiago

"Go now!" Santiago said urging his troops to move. THe squads got up from the depressions and charged toward the bunker. Suddenly a line of shielded Jackals and a squad of Grunts appeared from the smoke and started to fire. Sergeant Santiago fired an entire clip into the line of Jackals taking out three or them and a couple Grunts. THe rest of the Covenant were reduced to blood and guts by the other Helljumpers.

"Keep moving!"

Suddenly a huge creature came out of the smoke. The behemoth was huge at least eleven maybe even thirteen feet tall, bigger then any Covenant Santiago had seen.

"****..." he said under his breath. "Concentrate fire on that thing!"

By the time Santiago got that out already four of the Helljumpers were blown away with holes in there chests as another behemoth appeared next to the other.

Tag: Finnerson

 

IC: Finnerson

The behemoths did not seem to be interested in rushing forward to take advantage of the disruption they created. They seemed only interested in defending the bunker. They stayed very close together so they could not be destroyed in detail.

Finnerson reacted rather than thought. He fired off three three-round bursts into the nearest leviathan. The thing hardly even flinched. Instead it turned towards him, lowering one arm that bore what appeared to be a shield, albeit a metal one unlike the energy ones the rest of the Covenant seemed to favor, and brought its weapon to bear.

Finnerson scrambled as a thick, sparking beam of green light erupted with a screech and blasted across the field towards him. It missed, but only barely. The Radiation sensors on Finnersons HUD screamed at him as the blast surged by.

Before it could line up a second shot, finnerson plucked out a fragmentation grenade and tossed it. He'd always scored well on the grenade toss in training, and his aim was true. He properly led the Covenant monster, and the grenade bounced off the ground and up behidn the beasts shield to burst full against it's chest.

The creatures staggered back against the explosion, but caught its footing and, amazingly, did not fall. Apart from a few blotches of Orange cream-soda fluids on the ground at it's feet, it seemed unhurt. Then it focused on Finnerson and charged...

TAG: Santiago (Help!) ;-)

 

OOC: Sent my cs in, waitinbg for activity

 

IC: Santiago

"Get out of the way Finnerson!" Santiago yelled as he pushed the man to the ground. The Sergeant fired an entire round into the belly of the oncoming monstrosity. It flexed its spines on its back and charged. A single green bolt streamed toward Santiago but he dodged it.

Santiago quickly got to the ground and grabbed Finnerson dragging him into a ditch.

"Get all the grenades you have and prime them!"

Tag: Finnerson