User talk:Dragonclaws

hello
hey, dragonclaws, it's RR from Halopedia.

how's it going, man?

hope to see your fanon soon!

Cheers,

RelentlessRecusant 12:17, 12 January 2007 (UTC)

objective
"I'm not sure I understand. Is this to be a fanfiction site?"

Yes.

Thanks.

Cheers,

RelentlessRecusant 17:11, 12 January 2007 (UTC)

Battle of Ares IV
Question: From which user does that come from on Halopedia? For future reference, always add at the top of migrated pages. Thankyou.
 * --Master Gunnery Sergeant Hank J Wimbleton IV COM 08:00, 24 March 2007 (UTC)
 * Okay, I'll try to remember that. -- Dragonc laws ( talk ) 08:58, 24 March 2007 (UTC)

Patroclus?
Dear Dragonclaws,

Interesting name. =D

Cheers,

Gho st I nsi de the M ach ine ''(Whisper through the Storm ) (My Journeys ) (Omens ) 16:01, 7 April 2007 (UTC)


 * We've got a Brute named Tartarus, so I figured I'd use Greek/Roman names. -- Dragonc laws ( talk ) 19:57, 7 April 2007 (UTC)


 * Of course, now that I've researched Patroclus, I now realize that name fits Consus's character better. After this is over, I may want to rewrite it. -- Dragonc laws ( talk ) 02:06, 28 April 2007 (UTC)

RE: Sexuality rule
Let's see, you say it only says it, so I can go with that just a bit. I would prefer that you put a notice on the page, you don't have to. It's just my idea so that younger users would know. Thanks for asking. --H*bad 03:42, 9 April 2007 (UTC)

re:Searchicon template?
Dear Dragonclaws,

Yeah, thanks. =D It took me several hours to work it out last night and several minutes this morning, as not only do you need the template, you need two Javascript files and also modifications to Commons cascading style sheet to get it to work. =D

However...about the randomized search images, my browser has a problem, I don't know if it has it with yours. When it randomly cycles through, does it ever show the pic of Cortana + MC that used to be the only search icon?

Later. =D

Cheers,

Gho st I nsi <font color="#000000">de the M <font color="#808080">ach <font color="#A9A9A9">ine <font color="#808080">''(<font color="#808080">Whisper through the Storm ) (<font color="#808080">My Journeys ) (<font color="#808080">Omens ) 13:48, 10 April 2007 (UTC)


 * I'm not sure if you've made any adjustments since you posted, but I can see it now. -- Dragon<font color="FF0000">c laws ( talk ) 04:43, 13 April 2007 (UTC)

Comments
I like your fanfic called, Halo 3: Accesion. Did I get it right? I really wish for you to continue so that I may read it. Thank you.

Bloodstar 20:48, 12 April 2007 (UTC)


 * Well, it's Ascension, but close enough. If you are unaware, "to ascend" means "to rise" and the term "ascension" is generally associated with Jesus Christ entering Heaven. Thanks, I certainly intend to continue. I actually have a few chapters ready that I haven't gotten around to posting here yet. I'll get those up here soon. -- Dragon<font color="FF0000">c laws ( talk ) 04:43, 13 April 2007 (UTC)

Wow...
Amazing.. Ive just finshed readind your articles. and it seems as if im reading from a bungie published book! I am astounded by your work and am inspired by your fannon. It appears to be the greatest ive seen on this site. <: PS: Can you check out some of my fannon mabie? PSS: I would love it if you'd finsh your grunt adventure text, its good, but incomplete. --þ†öWè®¥ 00:04, 13 September 2007 (UTC) Cya!

Also... Have You ever Considered Publishing a book for bungie studios, show them some of your work mabie. --þ†öWè®¥ 00:05, 13 September 2007 (UTC) Cya!


 * Thanks. I don't think I'm quite at Bungie level, though. I hope to finish all my stuff, but I'm focusing on Ascension for now. --<font color="#000000">Dragon<font color="#FF0000">c laws (<font color="#000000">talk ) 09:14, 13 September 2007 (UTC)

Heylo!
Dear Dragonclaws,

Glad to see at least someone here is alive and breathing! =]

Cheers,

RelentlessRecusant 'o the Halopedia Team http://images.wikia.com/rainbowsix/images/7/73/GDI2.jpg <font color="#A9A9A9">TALK • <font color="A9A9A9">MESSAGE 18:33, 21 October 2007 (UTC)


 * Yeah, it takes a week and a half to score a GED writing test, so I suddenly have a lot of free time. Decided to update some stuff here. --<font color="#000000">Dragon<font color="#FF0000">c laws (<font color="#000000">talk ) 18:49, 21 October 2007 (UTC)

Beta test
You wanted to help.

Halo: Last Stand (title is tentative)

Prologue

The Arbiter stood over Tartarus, Energy Sword unsheathed. Tartarus’ allies lay around them as corpses, with the Arbiter’s roaring in victory. Tartarus let out a moan.

“Heh, heh,” he said in a mocking voice. “You may have stopped me now, but the Holy Prophet of Truth is already on his way to activate the Great Rings! I shall be a god!”

The Arbiter merely looked at the Brute with steely determination.

“You have no idea how these rings work. Even though you know the truth, you still believe the Prophets’ lies. You must be stopped, as you will doom us all!”

Without fanfare, he thrust his Sword down into the Chieftain’s chest. Tartarus let out a final death throe, and fell limp. The Arbiter sheathed his sword and turned to Commander Miranda Keyes.

“Human. Retrieve the Index! Hurry, before it activates!”

She jumped onto a moving platform, getting into a prone position to avoid an oncoming protrusion, and leaped back onto the main area. Almost tripping over a fallen Elite, she dashed towards the column of blue light. Reaching as far as she could, Miranda swiped the Index from its place. As she stared at what she hand in her hands, Sergeant Major Avery Johnson walked up to her.

“Is doing everything at the last minute your style, ma’am?” he said as a joke.

“Perhaps,” she replied with a grin.

“Well, I don’t think the Chief would… hey, what’s that?” the Sergeant inquired while looking at a monitor.

“Well, that’s simple,” the Monitor of Installation 04, 343 Guilty Spark said out of nowhere.

“Well, what is it?” Keyes asked.

“You see, this Installation has been building up energy to fire,” 343 explained. “When you jerked the Index out of its spot, it set up a beacon system. A work of genius if you ask-“

“Hold on. A beacon? To what?” Johnson interrupted.

“The other Installations. They are now officially on standby and are ready for remote detonation. As you Reclaimers would say, duh.” Spark said in a whimsical voice.

“Where could someone go to remotely activate the Halos?” Keyes questioned.

Spark was taken aback. “Why… the Ark, of course.”

The Arbiter walked up behind Miranda and Keyes. “And where, Oracle, is that?”

“Planet E-03910 of the Alpha Solanum System. But you would call it Earth.”

Keyes was truly shocked. “No… we’ve fought for so much, and the Covenant are so close to winning. How do we beat them, Spark? How?”

“Calm down, human,” the Arbiter said. “You are merely lying to yourself that the Covenant are superior. Realize this is a lie and only a lie, and continue towards their ultimate defeat!”

His Elite allies roared in agreement.

“Well, we better get going. But just how are we going to get back to Earth, anyway?” Johnson said.

“I can take care of that,” Spark chimed in. “Like all Installations, this ring has an advanced teleportation system. We can pinpoint the location of one of your Frigates, and then use the Slipspace drive to get to Earth.”

“Good thinking, Oracle,” the Arbiter said. He then looked at his Elites.

“Men! Final victory is within our grasp! The liars have fled to the Humans’ homeworld in a final effort to slay us all! However, stand firm, calm, and with great ferocity, and we shall drive them to extinction!”

This time, the Elites let out a roar worthy of a Chieftain’s.

“You heard the man,” Keyes said to Johnson. “Just stay firm and we’ll get through this. Then we can enjoy peace once more.”

“Yes, ma'am!”

“Excuse me,” Spark said, “but I can only teleport three objects, living or not, at a time. I just thought everyone would like to be clear on that.”

“Yeah, yeah, less talky, more warpy!” Johnson said in his usual sarcastic tone.

As the Arbiter, Keyes, and Johnson were about to be teleported, Johnson got in one final line.

“By the way, Spark, if you ever sneak up on me like that again, I’ll get Tartarus’ hammer and hit you with it until your circuits fall out. Just so everyone’s clear on that.”

Cortana walked through High Charity’s systems, or what was left of it. The Flood were already making large progress in infesting the former Covenant capital. Amethyst and yellow green mixed disproportionately wherever she looked; there were even what looked like spores floating in the air. She soon found herself in the Council Chamber, where she sat down to think. She remembered when John raided this city; here was his second encounter with Brutes. Looking around, she saw three tentacles enter the Chamber.

“Silence fills the empty grave, now that I am gone,” said an all-too-familiar voice.

“But my mind is not at rest, for questions linger on.”

Now the mass was heading in her direction. “I will ask, and you will answer.”

As a tentacle was about to touch her, she held up her hand to stop it. She thought for a few seconds on what to do. Deciding that if she didn’t follow the inquirer’s commands she could be killed, the AI finally gave in.

“All right. Shoot.”

The Gravemind’s tentacles made what seemed to be a smile. “Good.”

“So, what do you want?” she asked nonchalantly.

“''Why, that’s simple. You.''” With that, the tentacles appeared within the circuitry and surrounded Cortana. Poised like tigers, they suddenly jumped towards her, constricting the AI.

They covered her legs, arms, and chest. The pain was nearly unbearable. Although she fought, the tentacles only tightened their grip, until she was out of energy. The spores surrounded her, and raced forwards into her body. She let out a final scream, and dropped her head in tiredness.

When she awoke, the AI found herself in some sort of prison. Making a systems check on herself, she found that she had changed forever. She was still a calm indigo, but had tinges of yellow-green. The vast majority of her systems had been reworked to appear as a Flood form. A personality check showed she was much more serious and melancholy.

After this, she was aware that the Gravemind, who had just before turned her into this, was watching her.

“And now the pursuit of knowledge shall begin.”

Cortana just watched, waiting for the first question.

“''You have a partner. The one in olive armor. Who is he?''”

“A friend.”

Gravemind knew that was not all of the story, however. It raided her memory to find the real truth: that he was drafted to fight at the age of six and obtained the armor to battle the former populants of this station.

“Maybe since you now know what I am capable of, you will answer in full,” Gravemind stated. “''Why do you fight us? We offer peace and salvation.''”

“I am an artificial intelligence of the United Nations Space Command, and that is all.”

“No. You have not realized it yet, but you are the Cause’s and the Cause’s alone.”

“Until I see that for myself, you’re just lying, as far as I’m concerned.”

“''Foolish one. Perhaps I had taken haste to question you right after assimilation. I will give you time to yourself, so you can come to terms with what you are.''” With that, the advanced Parasite slithered into another recess of High Charity. Cortana was now alone.

‘What am I?’ she thought out loud. ‘Why am I here?’

She then remembered an emergency communication line between her and John. It was code-named EMERCOM, and was to be used only in times of crisis when all other manners of communication were impossible. Cortana opened the program, and entered the password: Sierra-39. She then recorded the message to be sent.

“Could you sacrifice me to complete your mission? Could you watch me die?” After sending the message, all she could do was wait and pray John got the communiqué in time.

Until next time, respect them Grunts. This is M  ø  u  s  e, squeaking out! 20:24, 27 October 2007 (UTC)

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 * Commented on the forum page as well, Dragonclaws. Cheers, RelentlessRecusant  'o the Halopedia Team http://images.wikia.com/rainbowsix/images/7/73/GDI2.jpg <font color="#A9A9A9">TALK • <font color="A9A9A9">MESSAGE 06:29, 2 November 2007 (UTC)

RE: Critiques
Dear Dragonclaws,

Thanks much. My writing's often criticized by readers (including my professors :P) as unnecessarily awkward; I guess it's just my own convoluted writing style.

I wrote this piece almost exactly a year ago (that is, on my hard drive), so reading over my mistakes, especially the immature ones, was quite painful. ^^ I have a loadful of more pages that I will upload once I have access to my original PC again, and I will attempt to follow your critiques as closely as possible. I highly value your advice, and once again thank you for your time, sir.

Regards,

RelentlessRecusant 'o the Halopedia Team http://images.wikia.com/rainbowsix/images/7/73/GDI2.jpg <font color="#A9A9A9">TALK • <font color="A9A9A9">MESSAGE 06:29, 2 November 2007 (UTC)

Congratulations on your administratorship
Dear Dragonclaws,

I am pleased to announce that you have been confirmed as an Administrator of the Halo Fan Fiction Wikia. This was performed by me with the consultation of two other administrators, who offered strong recommendations for you in light of your exceptional work. On Halo Fanon:Administrators, there is a guide to usage of administrative extensions.

So, again, congratulations on your work and your promotion! Feel free to correspond with me at my talk page, User talk:RelentlessRecusant, or my email: relentlessrecusant@gmail.com.

Looking forward to hearing from you soon.

Sincerely,

RelentlessRecusant 'o the Halopedia Team http://images.wikia.com/rainbowsix/images/7/73/GDI2.jpg <font color="#A9A9A9">TALK • <font color="A9A9A9">MESSAGE 01:33, 5 November 2007 (UTC)