Halo: Behemoth Squad 2

"Yes ma'am." Tex said, turning around and picking up a battle rifle, magnum, and spartan laser. Randall himself picked up a shotgun and battle rifle.

"Let's pick em' up and head to the hangar." Randall said, walking towards the hangar.

Blade picked up an SMG, Battle Rifle with a laser sight attachment, and a specialised shotgun with a grenade launcher attachement. He also picked up a few frag grenades before leaving for the hanger. "Silent Night, get ready to transport us to the hanger." Blade called.

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Randall and the others were transported to the hangar, Randall took the pilot's seat of a pelican as Tex hopped onto the seat in the back.

"Get your asses in here, guys!" Randall said.

(( Height is changing now. I had a bad feeling I messed something up. ))

Fan climed into the Pelican shortly after the others. On her back was her customized sniper rifle that looked like the beam rifle and sniper rifle combined, but other than that, she simply had a magnum fixed with a small scope and some grenades. She climed into the co-pilots seat and began a full system sweep. "We don't have Silent Night with us this time guys, the last time I took him out of the base, the whole place nearly fell apart." Fan told the others.

((Accepted, welcome to Behemoth Squad))

Right before starting the ignition Randall looked back at the armory, he saw a shadow inside of it.

"Fan, is there another person in the base besides all of us?" Randall asked.

"No, not that I know of. Maybe the admiral here brought another noobie with him." Fan replied.

((damn my internet. i missed this rp's launch....well, im entering a bio...


Name: Harry Malkovich
Spartan Tag: T101
Age: 15 (Biologically 25)
Gender: Male
Weight: 145 (Without Armor) 175 (With Armor)
Height: 5'8 (Without Armor) 5'11 (With Armor)
Armor: ODST
Armor Colors: Black Camo with dark visors.
Skills: Seeminly an expert at long ranged weaponry such as the Sniper Rifle. He is capable of using his speed and agilityto move at a quick pace from one point to another. If the situation comes to hand, he will use a close ranged shotgun. Also, because of his abnormal resistance to the Flood Infection, he had acquired the strength of the flood in his right arm, along with high regeneration capablity.
History: The Flood that had destroyed his home and his family. A Spartan Patrol found him near death, brought him to the HQ. The surgeon there found that he had been infected, but, however is having a diffrent reaction to it. His right arm had been mutating into flood, but the flood DNA seems to stop at his shoulder. The surgeon also said that in the records, he is the last living relative of Jack "Overlord" Krill, one of the members of the Behemoth Squad that had died in the process of retaking the last Beyok piece. At this point, he decided to train to join the Behemoth Squad, after training for nearly 6 months. He had been chosen to join the reformed Behemoth Squad...



let me know if I gotta change somethin'))

((Accepted, Swamp and Superman make your intro posts :P))

"I'm going to go see what's up quick." Randall said, exiting the pelican and walking into the armory, he saw two spartans inside with Admiral Jones next to them.

"Meet your new rooks." Jones smiled.

"Ah ****..." Randall grinned.

Terrance was holding an assault rifle over his shoulder. He looked around, changing the tint of his visor to make up for the lighting of the area. He nodded at Randall, and then magnetized his Assault rifle to his back. He had a Magnum holstered. Terrance started walking towards the pelican, not much caring for a formal introduction. That was what Jones was for.

((Superman, your character sounds a little like Fan + Blade...))

"So, mind telling us just who the hell you are?" Fan said to the newcomer. "I don't recall letting you in, did Jones slip you in to annoy me? If so, it's working."
Blade chuckled lightly at this.

Terrance hopped into the Pelican and took a seat.
"Terrance." said the bug-eye helmeted Spartan. He nodded again.

The spartan looked up, as he was in a trance for a while. "Sorry, name's Harry...you're Blade right, just to let ya know, big fan." He spoke out in a husky voice.

Blade cocked an eyebrow. "Really? How so? I thought I was the most hated member of the UNSC, considering Fan isn't a member anymore." Blade said.
An angry grumble came from the cockpit.

"Just because other people hate ya, doesn't mean I can't be a fan of your skills" Harry replied as he picked up a SMG, a Barret Sniper Rifle and a Shotgun.

"You mean being a flood? Or being the guy who gets shot at the most to free up his teammates?" Blade laughed.

((Could I join? And could I start the negative SPARTAN series? it would be like -001 and so forth. And I would explain what they appear as,and everything. So is it ok? If it is, I'll join later today, like aroun 6 pm today.))

((Sure, go for it.))

"Good to see you, Harry. You seem like quite a young spartan." Randall said.

Tex who was in the pelican got up from her seat, extending her hand to Terrence.

"Hello, I'm a new recruit of Behemoth to, Tex is the name. Nice to meet you Terrence."

"If all the introductions are over, we should really get moving." Fan said. "Silent Night, open the airlock." She said. The large gate of the hanger opened, inviting the Pelican in. Fan quickly pressed some buttons and the Pelican began to start up.

Harry quickly moved into the Pelican, he sat down on one of the benches. He took a picture out of a small compartment in his chest armor piece, the picture has three figures on it. A figure strangely resembling Jack, but in his younger youth, standing besides a younger Harry and a woman. Harry seemed to be in a trance as he looked at the picture, a slight tear came out of his eye.