UNSC Marine Corps (Delta Team Curt)

"The UNSC Marine Corps is over 400 years of romping, stomping, hell, death, and destruction. The finest fighting machine the galaxy has ever seen. We were born in a bomb crater, our Mother was an MA5C, and our Father was the Devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I am a rough looking, roving soldier of the stars. I am cocky, self-centered, overbearing, and do not know the meaning of fear, for I am fear itself. I am a green amphibious monster, made of blood and guts, who dropped from orbit, feasting on the enemies of Humanity throughout the galaxy. Whenever it may arise, and when my time comes, I will die a glorious death on the battlefield; giving my life for Mom, the Corps, and Earth. We stole the eagle from the Air Force, the anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. On the 7th day, while God rested, we over-ran his perimeter and stole the heavens, and we've been running the show ever since. We live like soldiers and talk like sailors and slap the Hell out of both of them. Soldier by day, lover by night, drunkard by choice, Marine by God, Oorah."

- Unknown Marine