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CT1 - Fromble
Date: 9 March 2003, 4:33 PM
Fromble; a misguided simpleton Dead Grunt disposal officer on his first mission to the Silent Cartographer.
And we begin...
Fromble walked across the sand of the island. He was expecting this. He could hear a buzz in the air. He looked up and his Elite friend, who was writing his name in the sand with his lightsword. He heard it too. He looked up and pointed his sword at 2 Dropships flying over the horizon. All of the grunts ran into thier positions, and Fromble ran behind a bush. The Pelicans landed to meet 3 Elites. A gold one, Fromble's friend, a blue one, and a neat little black one.
The Marines were shooting at them, and the black Elite and the blue one were firing away, defending the gold one. Suddenly, the gold one ran noticed something over his shoulder. He ran to an Active Camoflague. He stood still for a moment, his sword concealed behind a rock. Fromble was quivering with a grenade in his hand and a pistol in the other. He wasn't fighting. He was hiding.
All of his friends were dead. The Blue elite, Skiladbladnir, who he hated, was also dead. It was just him, the Gold elite, the Master Chief, and the Marines. The Marines ran up to the area beside the Elite. The MC walked up slowly, gun over his shoulder, and cleaning his visor (advice from Sarge). As the MC walked up past the Marines, Cortana contacted Foe Hammer. The Elite stayed against the wall, and sneaked up behind a marine. He hid his sword to the side of him, and waited for the MC to walk off. He started walking to a clear part of the beach, and the Elite leaped out and slashed a Marine's head off. The MC span on his heels and shot out the Elite's sheild, with the help from the Marines. When it was dead, Fromble made a little crying noise. He was still hidden in a bush.
The Marines stood still, and the MC sat down, toying with his gun ("Cleaning my gun with the safety off, safety off, safety off..."). Finally Foe Hammer arrived. She dropped off the Warthog, and the MC grabbed the wheel. 2 Marines got in. He drove round the corner of the island, right past Fromble, and in the process making a dead grunt fly over to him. He squealed, and ran round the corner, following the humans. He went and sat under a tree, near a rock, in the shade. Damn back container thing. Such a restriction. He got comfortable, and tryed to go to sleep.
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A warthog fell from the sky and landed next to Fromble. He jumped up, squealed, and ran around a bit. Then he noticed something different, a crashed pelican! He waddled over to it, hiding behind rocks and checking for Marines. He sat in the back of the Pelican, surveying the seats. He tryed to put his back against the wall, but instead he rolled out of the ship, and landed head first on a rocket launcher. This was Fromble's first mission out in the feild, he's only qualified to be a Dead Grunt Cleaner. He looked at the launcher, and then heard a little engine noise. He jumped behind the Pelican, and poked his head out to see what was going on. Another Warthog fell down from the sky, but it was containing someone, the MC.
"Wooohooo!" he screamed. He looked at the place his earlier Warthog landed. He got in the one he just drove down, and then drove round the island a bit, shooting random enemies as he went. Fromble ran around the island to try and find the MC again. When he found him, Fromble had had to jump down holes, dodge plasma bursts from carless Jackass-Jackals, and at one time even pull a thorn out of a crying Hunter's back...but that's a different story...
The MC was stood beside an oversheild and his warthog. Under the Warthog he'd dropped loads of grenades. And he'd strategically parked it beside an oversheild. All of the living Marines were sat agianst a wall, some smoking, and some scrubbing dirt off their boots. Then, the MC anounced he was ready, and one of the Marines stood up, and pulled a grenade out of his pocket. "Sure?". He MC replied positivly, and jumped into the seat of the Warthog. He held out towards the sheild, and gave the signal for the Marine to throw. Fromble made a little noise, and ran behind a box. The Marine threw the grenade under the Warthog, and the MC grabbed the oversheild.
"Bye Guys!"
Fromble poked his head aroudn the box, and looked in time to see the explosion, and a massive 4x4 fly across the Silent Cartographer's huge shaft. Fromble ran off towards the door, and then went and ran upstairs again. He went and hid in a corner.
Part Two Coming "When It's Done".
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