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So I see an explosion in the far distance against the mountainside and hear Nick groan in dismay. I look to my right. What do I see but my trusty Banshee. My reliable Covenant ship. I board it and head in the direction of the mountain wall. Matt grins. An evil grin, and a chuckle leaves his lips, "Got you Berg." A little light from in front of me appears. A pretty little light. But it gets bigger... and soon I realize.... rocket launcher. I jump from the Banshee as soon as I can only to fall 200 feet to the ground staring up as I fall watching my Banshee be blown to smithereans... careful to move out of the way so that it does not fall to the Earth and land on top of me.
Of course I speak of only one game.
HALO 2!
11/9/04, forever the date of absolute bliss and serenity. A seven hour halo party isn't over kill is it? Anyways... all this murder has made me tired. I'm gonna peace out. Double-Kill.
-Rhino-
Of course I speak of only one game.
HALO 2!
11/9/04, forever the date of absolute bliss and serenity. A seven hour halo party isn't over kill is it? Anyways... all this murder has made me tired. I'm gonna peace out. Double-Kill.
-Rhino-