Title:           Spartanon S044 (tbf)
Author:          Remissa
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First Edit:      Monday 11th of August 2014 02:36:08 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 11th of August 2014 02:36:08 PM CDT

>be Anon, Spartan 044
>You used to be called Anton due to idiots mispronouncing your name
>Your last memories were being fucked up over a Forerunner Crystal
>the thing caused some sphere around you and that's all you remember.
>You've woken up in some odd land near what seems to be a forest
>Your radio seems to be functioning, most of your electronics seem to be fried
>Might as well try to see where your Squad is.
"Call Sign, Red-Fifteen, Spartan 044-"
>Ah fuck protocol, people will recognise your voice
"Anyone know where the fuck I am, is anyone out here?"
>No response.
>Fucking great.
>You check around this unfamiliar land
>Seems like no sign of life here.
>You wish you had your motion detector working
>That thing has saved you from tight situations.
>You hear something moving behind you.
>You turn around and are greeted by..
"Sgt Forge?"
>Forge: Spartan? Glad to see a familiar armored ally here.
>This is the guy who partially led some of your squad back 20 years ago
>Wait the fuck up.
>Didn't this guy die?
"Same here, Didn't you kill a Arbiter with a knife and Sacrifice yourself on Shield 459?"
>Forge: Glad people enjoyed me stabbing that ugly son of a bitch in the neck. And yes I did"
>Hold the fuck up.
"Does that mean.. I'm dead?"
>Forge: Sorry to say, but yup, seems like were both here in hell son, or whatever this place is..
>Well that confirms something. Were both dead and somehow in afterlife, still in our armor on this odd planet.
"How long have you been here Sir?"
>Forge: No need for formality. I'd say about 10 minuites as I just woke up
"Same here"
>Well we both have no idea what's around then
>And by some great coincidence afterlife is real.
"Any chance you see anything before you woke up here?"
>Forge: All I remember is being trapped in a Forerunner box room arming a nuke"
"I recall being encased in some bubble due to some Forerunner tech, Slipspace Incident"
>Fucking Forerunner shit
"Well we better go look for others"
>Forge: You take point
>You walk into the forest, Forge following
>After what seems like a hour of wandering through this odd vibed forest
>You come across a tree with what seems like a hut carved inside it
"Want to check this hut thing Forge?"
>Forge: What's  the worst that could happen?
>You open the door slowly
>You are greeted with a equine looking animal
>Forge: A Zebra? of all the things, a Zebra.
>The fuck is a Zebra?
>You can't remember much things from your childhood, only what the UNSC has said with animals.
>If you did you'd probably know what this thing is.
>Thanks Halsey.
>The Zebra looks at you
>And speaks
>The thing speaks.
>Zecora: I am intrigued, new ones indeed.. Zecora is pleased to meet with this new species.
>well what the fuck, talking animals
>At leastit isn't a fucking talking Ape
>Fucking Brutes
>Forge: I'm not sure how to say hello to a talking Zebra.
"I'm supprised such a thing even speaks."