So I write requests, (CHARACTER) x reader, (CHARACTER.) X Oc and reader x one of my oc’s I will mainly write for Halo and will attempt mass effect. (although I am a fan girl of a lot of differentfandoms. So I may write for other fandoms.)WARNING: I may be Lasky Trash some days but do forgive me lol, I’m also Mildly Garrus Valarian Trash as well.
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There General is a lovely Mamdolorian Twi’Lek Jedi called Anaya.
And the 422’s Captains are:
Captain Reton he’s in charge of the basic infantry and main ground forces and works with Captain Medsen mainly.
Captain Domino is in charge of all stealth operations of the 422.
Both Domino and Reton report to Commander Grain who oversees the troops.
Captain Skyline is in charge of all fighters and anything that flies.
Captain Medsen is in charge of the armoured vehicles like tanks etc...
Both Captain Skyline and Medsen report directly to Commander Sangunar.
And commander sangunar and Grain report directly to the general and/or the admiral.
@a-dorin if you want more Lemme know \•^~^•/
THE 422
Also referred to as:
Skyclads.
The 422 formed shortly after the battle of geonosis, is composed of clones (obviously.) that have a strange command structure (will be explained further down.) and is ran by strangely two commanders, (reasones will also be explained.)
The command structure is experimental and such only the 422 are formed this way, having four captains, one in charge of all ground forces, the second being in charge of the stealth operations, the third in charge of all ground vehicles and the fourth being in charge of all air/space based vehicles.
The two commanders are reported to by two captains each, one overseeing the Vehicle and flight captains and the other in charge of the stealth and ground force captains.
Both commanders report to the General and/or the Admiral of their fleet.
Their unique blue and purple war paint is to pay respect to their General, due to her having the blue splotches on her skin due to her not being human but humanoid and so they paint their patterns to make their general feel included in a sense and not to feel too odd.
The 422, where the clone legion who also battle tests the experimental weapons and armour hence why the phase 3 helmet was exclusively used by them hence no other legion is seen using phase three and went straight on to the stormtrooper armour.
The Epsilon Troopers (insert jokes here.) are a specialised group of clones unique to the 422 via their skills, due to the shields durability they have been seen forming shield walls covering their brothers as they push the enemy back with their brothers shooting at the enemy, another unique aspect about them is that they are trained to deal with magma guards and assassin droids in melee combat giving the 422 a slight edge.
Another thing giving them a slight edge is, as mentioned before, their command structure, allowing more to be done and less strain on the commanders and officers, meaning they are more effective in theory when it comes to battling on multiple fronts allowing them to be more versatile.
The reasoning for the darker tones on the armor is due to them having a preference for fighting in dark environments, meaning that they will have a better advantage, despite the bright slightly faded orange in their armor, although the stealth operations are better suited for it if push comes to shove, the majority of clones are trained in stealth and espionage.
The clones personalities differ greatly between the different sections of the 422, with the ground forces being more outgoing and friendly and the vehicle crews preferring the safety of their armoured vehicles to being social, but will work with others easily.
The stealth operations prefer to be left alone and are not very vocal, preferring to communicate via sign language and morse code, but will speak to the others when needed on a mission and the likes.
The pilots are normally friendly and like their women (ranging from human to togruta.) and their drink and are often, (when on leave.) found in the many bars and clubs on Corusaunt.
Ma bois :3
i.love.it.so.fucking.much.
this is golden! i loved hearing about them and they seem like quite the squad!
do you have any special boys named already? who was/is their general?
THE 422
Also referred to as:
Skyclads.
The 422 formed shortly after the battle of geonosis, is composed of clones (obviously.) that have a strange command structure (will be explained further down.) and is ran by strangely two commanders, (reasones will also be explained.)
The command structure is experimental and such only the 422 are formed this way, having four captains, one in charge of all ground forces, the second being in charge of the stealth operations, the third in charge of all ground vehicles and the fourth being in charge of all air/space based vehicles.
The two commanders are reported to by two captains each, one overseeing the Vehicle and flight captains and the other in charge of the stealth and ground force captains.
Both commanders report to the General and/or the Admiral of their fleet.
Their unique blue and purple war paint is to pay respect to their General, due to her having the blue splotches on her skin due to her not being human but humanoid and so they paint their patterns to make their general feel included in a sense and not to feel too odd.
The 422, where the clone legion who also battle tests the experimental weapons and armour hence why the phase 3 helmet was exclusively used by them hence no other legion is seen using phase three and went straight on to the stormtrooper armour.
The Epsilon Troopers (insert jokes here.) are a specialised group of clones unique to the 422 via their skills, due to the shields durability they have been seen forming shield walls covering their brothers as they push the enemy back with their brothers shooting at the enemy, another unique aspect about them is that they are trained to deal with magma guards and assassin droids in melee combat giving the 422 a slight edge.
Another thing giving them a slight edge is, as mentioned before, their command structure, allowing more to be done and less strain on the commanders and officers, meaning they are more effective in theory when it comes to battling on multiple fronts allowing them to be more versatile.
The reasoning for the darker tones on the armor is due to them having a preference for fighting in dark environments, meaning that they will have a better advantage, despite the bright slightly faded orange in their armor, although the stealth operations are better suited for it if push comes to shove, the majority of clones are trained in stealth and espionage.
The clones personalities differ greatly between the different sections of the 422, with the ground forces being more outgoing and friendly and the vehicle crews preferring the safety of their armoured vehicles to being social, but will work with others easily.
The stealth operations prefer to be left alone and are not very vocal, preferring to communicate via sign language and morse code, but will speak to the others when needed on a mission and the likes.
The pilots are normally friendly and like their women (ranging from human to togruta.) and their drink and are often, (when on leave.) found in the many bars and clubs on Corusaunt.
Captain Reton (Ground forces.):
Captain Medsen (armoured and Vehicles.):
Captain Donino (stealth operations.):
Captain Skyline (fighters and air based vehicles.):
Commander Grain (Incarge of the ground forces and stealth operations.)
Commander Sangunar (commander of Armoured divisions and Fighters.)
So yeah.
Hello writers block again.
You’ve disrupted me again.
And yet the idea is still there.
But I don’t have the time to spare.
All I do is stare at this empty screen.
It almost makes me want to scream.
My thoughts are scrambled.
And yet I still ramble.
Writers block, why must you be.
I’m just trying to write.
So please just let me be.
Me rn XD
So I made a thing
Gotta love Cells at work
I’m posting this entire scene uncut because I need you to experience this with me
So I had an exam today and drew what I have labelled Anxiety trees:
Y’all be safe playing among us. I now its a social game but like don’t give out your name or what school you go to. Like I’m sure people might Not track you down using that information but im 23 years old and I grew up during a time were they made us fear strangers and putting information online.
I feel this XD
why are drell and turian faces and asari crests your least favorite thing to draw?
because 16hr weekdays stress me out and they stress me out some more
I’m trying to prove something.
New game:
Send in a 🍁 and a theme and I’ll (try.) and write a short story with each one.
Not my best drawings but I’m just spit-balling ideas for future OC’s.
Feel free to critique
:3
I am not complaining:D
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So I’ve deviated from Halo in one fic. It’s about a mute guardswoman and her experiences in war. I’ll type it all up here and see what ppl think.
🌻
It’s the afternoon and I’ve had too much caffeine to the point I can’t keep still and I have to wire a fixture and I’m gonna die XD.
Also that the earth wire in a plug at one point used to be black or red.
And an Inch is 25.4mm or 2.54cm.
new ask game send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want
ALTERNATE AU SNEAK PEAK:
I crawl out of the crashed pelican, and gasp at the sight before me, the once destroyed requiem is perfectly intact and UNSC ships control the sky. “Did the infinity always have such a large entourage?” I ask myself quietly as I pick up my magnum, the assault rifle being too damaged to use.
A sudden sound of radio static and a voice comes through from one of my deceased squad mates radios. “Pelican 935 explain why you are no longer in the air and delivering the ancient ones wrath upon the faithless heathens?!” An angry sounding voice booms through.
I sheepishly grab the radio. “This is Corporal Mitts we where caught in an explosion and taken out of the sky.” I report, hoping the angry voice would stop.
Rustling bushes was all that was heard as the radio erupted into loud static and high pitched noises, I put my hands to my ears as I try to block it out.
“FURY SQUAD, YOU HAVE FAILED THE ANCIENT ONES FOR THE FIRST AND FINAL TIME!” A distorted screaming voice shouts through the radio as I throw it away from surprise and take cover.
Then silence.....
Across Dimensions part two:
Awakening:
Ghost POV:
I groan as my biotic implant feels like it bounced around my head. The air is cool against my face.
My vision returning too me as I see Phoenix sit up as well. "It appears that we are not dead, just... misplaced." I say massaging my temple to try and relive my headache.
I look around seeing a thick jungle around us the air was thick and damp, the place looked beautiful, the sound of birds chirping and leaves rustling, then my ears picked up something else. Gunfire, I checked the HUD of my visor and found I only had my side arm (A/N:the pistol in the drawing I think it's the Carnifex hand cannon. please correct me if wrong.) and stand to my feet and walk over to Phoenix and help her to her feet. "You're right about that we are misplaced." She says surveying the area. "Were are we Ghost?"
"I don't know but we need to move, I hear gunfire." I go run in the direction of the firefight.
"Phe do you have a weapon?" she reaches for her back, nothing then reaches for her side to pull out her Predator pistol. "How many clips? I only have five."
"five, maybe we'll find more of our stuff on the way."
"Either that of more clips." I say as I put a barrier over my armour shield.
As we weave through the jungle into he direction of the noise I spot marines in a strange uniform and rather tall people and, or mechs in heavy armour and a brunette man in what looks like an officers uniform, they were under heavy fire from these strange machines some looked like the old style drones just glowing and sideways floating and some looked like skinny glowing FENRIS mechs and the other ones I had no idea what the hell they are.
"We need to help them." Phe motioned the her pistol and looked at me.
"We don't have enough clips." "We don't but we have an Omni-blade and we have biotics."
"sure... but we don't know them."
"We are members of the Alliance Military, It is OUR duty to help our fellow man, so let's go."
"Yes Lieutenant." She says as I sneak along the edge of the battle getting behind the strange robots.
Saying a silent prayer as I launch myself over a fallen tree firing at one of the dog-like ones, then another as Phoenix was next to the other marines firing at the other machines, creating a biotic sphere around her and the others as they look to her in mild fear, but quickly return to firing at the machines, I biotically charge at one of the larger ones and then used nova pouring the energy from my shields into it, as the larger one dissolved into a orang-yellow glowing dust. I then use stasis on a group of the dog-like ones and then throw.
A larger one appeared behind me about to bring it's blade down on me, as I quickly turned around activating my omni-blade and stabbing it in the side, at that the current battle came to an end with the strange marines finishing of the remaining forces, Phe waked to me looking exhausted from using biotics after what happened earlier on the Normandy, god knows what state our implants are in.
"Hey phe, you good?"
"Yeah, out of clips, a bit tiered and slight headache, but otherwise good." She says, as she looks o my nose. "Umm... Ghost your nose is... uh bleeding."
Surely enough I put my gloved hand to my nose to find the warm crimson liquid on my finger-tips. "Probably due to damage to my implant, either that or doing too many things at once again."
Our discussion was ended by the sound of guns being cocked and aimed at us, me and Phe immediately put a Barrier over ourselves and activated our omni-blades, I feel more blood slowly drip out my nose. A brunette woman stepped forwards *so not mechs, just really tall humans.* I thought.
She had a strange looking pistol at us. "What and who are you?" She demanded, her voice filled with authority.
We looked at the tall female confused. Phe spoke up. "Don't you know what biotics are?"
"No." The brunette says coldly. I start to fidget, those machines could come back anytime or worse, and yet they're questioning us out in the open.
"Ok I may be speaking out of turn, but do you really think this is the right location to play twenty questions? Those machines could come back and we are all unprepared." I say, the brunette goes to argue further but the man in the officer uniform stops her.
"Lieutenant Palmer enough, the lady is right." He says looking around at the other marines.
"We need to find somewhere to treat our wounded and try to re-establish sturdy communication with the Infinity." The brunet woman speaks up again. "We still don't know them and their armour is not standard UNSC or civilian wears and judging by the design definitely not spartan."
"I understand that Lieutenant." He turns to us with a dorky smile on his face.
"I'm commander Lasky and this is Lieutenant Palmer." He says to us as he motioned to the brunet woman.
"Nice to meet you commander, I'm Lieutenant Kaen, an my companion her is Lieutenant Panshura." I say briefly and professionally.
"But with all due respect, sir. This is hardly the place for introductions either." I say as I use my Omni-tool to scan the nearby area detecting a nearby structure.
"I have a location on somewhere That will be able to provide ample cover and a safe place to tend to the wounded, and hopefully you can re-establish communication with you ship." I say as me and Phoenix start to walk to the location I sent to her Omni-tool.
I look over my shoulder at them. "Feel free to stay there, or follow us. I ain't the one in charge of you."
After a few minuets of walking I check behind me to see the marines, Spartans, the Lieutenant and the Commander following behind. I lean to phe. "What do you recon about them?" I whisper to her.
"Lieutenant Palmer seems to have her guard held high with us, while Commander Lasky seems like the type of person who keeps an open mind." She whispered back.
I laugh slightly. "I mean the Commanders a bit of a dork though."
"Kinda reminds me how you are talking to the opposite sex normally." She retorts.
"Heh kinda like you talking in general."
"At least I can talk to people, without keeping it brief."
"At least I can keep it brief."
"Keep it brief huh?" She says smirking, as I flush a bright red.
"That's how I meant!" I yell embarrassed, whispering is out the window.
"See that's were keeping 'it brief' goes wrong, people tend to misinterpret thing."
"You know exactly what I meant!"
"Oh, do I now?" The conversation was interrupted by a short cough. we turn around to see an unimpressed Lasky. "How much did you hear?" I say meekly.
"Everything." He says looking at me. "So I'm a 'Dork' ey?"
"Nothing wrong with being a dork." Phe says with a shrug. Lasky gives her a 'really' look.
"Eh. I tried to save ya." She says patting my shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it as an insult, but I guess that's up to the person's interpretation. I am sorry if I offended you." I say slowly sinking in on myself *I never apologise.* I notice Phe look at me mildly surprised. "wow. You've reached a whole knew level of dysfunctionality." She says sarcastically, laughing slightly.
I just start walking looking at the ground refusing to speak. "What do you mean by that?" I over hear Lasky asking Phe.
"Oh, she never apologises. You must've really made her unconfutable for her to apologize. Without argument." She says laughing slightly.
"Should I consider that an honour?" He says, I can hear the smile in his voice.
"Most people make her unconfutable, especially ones she finds cute." She says laughing slightly.
As I increase my walking speed. And I wasn't paying attention as I feel something tug my ankle as I fall forwards and down a slope, my helmets visor finally smashed cutting the ridge of my nose as I land with a thump. "I think there's a fucking slope!" I yell up minorly in pain, as I pull my helmet off. *No use now.*
"Hey! There's a slope, I think it's pretty steep." Phe says
"No shit Sherlock!" I yell up, as she takes a step and slips down.
She stops just besides me as I feel a sharp pain in my left shoulder. "Hey Phe, my shoulders outta place!" I see the others found a safer route down as they walk over to check on us. "You two ok?" Lasky asks.
"I think I fucked my ankle over, but I'll be able to walk." Phe responds.
Lasky looks to me. "And you?"
"Well, my helmets fucked and My shoulder is dislocated but I can deal with that..." I say looking down at my literally twisted ankle.
"I think I'll be fine... Just... Just need to... Uhhh... Walk it off. Yeah. Just gotta walk it off." I say painfully popping my shoulder into place with a sickening pop, I try to stand up but as I put pressure on my ankle I scream slightly and fall back down.
"I don't think your ankle is meant to face that way." Phe says looking slightly worried.
"I agree, the condition of your leg leaves you in no position to walk." He says taking a step towards me, helping me up and proceeding to attempt to loop my arm over his shoulder, but there was a major height difference also I can't walk without support so he took it upon himself to carry me bridal style. "W... What are you doing, I... I can walk..." I say getting gradually more and more embarrassed. Lasky looks down at me with a serous face.
"No you can't your ankle is facing the wrong way." "But..."
"Actually you would be surprised, she's walked on worse." Phoenix says, attempting to save me from further argument.
"Such as?" Lasky asked.
"Well, something fell on the lower half of her left leg and crushed below the knee, she voluntarily hoped for a full hours walk."
"She is not doing that, her ankle needs to rest and have no stress on it, at all." And he starts to walk.
"Stubborn bastard." I grumble under my breath.
"I heard that."
"I hope so." I say crossing my arms, looking away from him.
"And she's being a child, again."
"She does this often?"
"For someone as hard-ass as her, she's surprisingly immature."
"Heh, reminds me of some people I know."
"I'm going to the back." Phe says as she slows her walking pace and lags at the back.
"You didn't have to carry me." I say meekly.
"Well, you and Miss Panshura assisted us, and even though you did kind of insult me..."
"I said I was sorry."
"... You helped me and my men, so I'll help you." He says looking down at my smaller frame in his arms.
"Thank you... and... and I'm sorry for insulting you." I mumbled.
After halve an hour and a few altercations with the strange machines, and of Lasky carrying me walking we reached a very advanced looking structure buried in the forestry.
"Commander this is the structure I detected on my map, there's a clearing a bit further along you could try to secure as a landing zone." I informed him.
"Thank you for finding the location for us."
"It's standard protocol, if lost in a unknown location and if you have wounded find a safe structure of a defensible position and head there immediately."
"That makes sense. "
"Also Commander?"
"Yes?"
"Can you put me down now, I want to scan the structure, and maybe some of the plants, see if any have medicinal uses?"
"Sure but either me or another marine will accompany you. You still haven't explained what a Biotic is."
"I understand I guess we have plenty of time now for me and Phe to explain a biotic, but I also have the information on my Omni-tool." I say activating it and pulling up the files on Biotics.
After a few minuets of him reading the information he looks at me. "So it's like telekinesis?" He asked curiously.
"Kind of, it is hard to explain but it has a multitude of uses, but just believe this me and Phe are on your side." I say reassuringly.
"Hey, I'm convinced. I think that the Lieutenant will need more convincing that me." he says smiling slightly. I laugh slightly. "So Commander, You said that you would allow me to take scans of the architecture? May I?" I say keeping eye contact with the taller male. He thought for a few seconds. "Sure, but I did say with supervision, and since your leg is still the.. uh... way it is. I will accompany you." He says wrapping an arm around my waist to allow me to walk properly. I huff in mild annoyance. "I'm not a child you know."
He looks down at me from the corner of his eye as we were walking about the large space of the structure. "Well you sure do act like one." He says mildly amused.
I was about to say something in response but we stop by what looks to be a terminal. "Scan away, Little Biotic." He says almost teasingly.
"You do know I can make you have to cling to the ceiling right?" He gulps.
After a few moments going through the alien terminal, and learning about these Forerunners, and me and the Commander poking fun at each other.
We both hear the Lieutenant's voice ring through, Commander picking p movement outside the door." A few seconds of silence. "It's the Master Chief, sir."
"Affirmative Lieutenant." As he wraps his arm around my waist again. Escorting me back to the main area.
Update: it is now 1:23 am.
I have Collage at 9am.
Im doing a course that requires a lot of focus to get things done safely.
I HAVE NOT SLEPT.
I feel like death and Wanna cry but now I’m going to drown myself in coffe and runarb and Stwarberry herbal tea until 7am and then attempt to pull myself properly together and drag my ass into collage.
So how’s everyone else doing on this fine morning? (Or afternoon depending on timezones.)
CHARACTER SHEET 1:
Spartan Ghost.
Name: Ghost Morinth Kaen.
Age: 37
Race: Human. Spartan 4.
Height: 7’2
Weight: 200kg (I’m not good at weight Sorry if inaccurate or unrealistic.)
Appearance: (I will draw this eventually.) One green and Blue eye, the blue one being heavily scarred, she is pale, has augmentation scarres and is toned, as expected for a Spartan. She has short half shaven hair that is dip dyed electric blue and is naturally platinum blonde. She also has a tattoo on her shoulder of a small poison dart frog.
Personality: She is cunning, a team player, has the occasional disagreement with her squad leader but will gladly lay down her life for them, she is kind, loyal and stubborn. Sadly her stubbornness is her flaw, she has ended up in the brig or being reprimanded for it numerous times.
Backstory: (her past will be uncovered in the story.) she was a former ODST as some 4’s where, she was the best in her squad being gifted with a natrual skill for assault tactics and weapons, she learns from every mistake (judging by how she’s still alive none where fatal.) she later was chosen to partake in the Spartan 4 programme and was deployed aboard the UNSC INFINITY for the foreseeable future.
So this is concept art for my OC. Spartan Ghost, just spitting ideas out onto the paper to see what catches my eye. :3
This may be annoying but still thank you!!
I may not have a title but I’m writing up character sheets and such, so YAY! I’m making some level of progress. \•^~^•/
Thank you for the advice on Lasky’s character, it helped a lot. :3
Hell yeah, I'm glad to hear it!!
As I’ve already said, THANK YOU FOR THE ADVICE!! :3
So I’m writing an alternate AU for halo where the covenant is swapped with humanity and the infinity is the flagship of the evil UNSC but I’m actually struggling of writing lasky as I villain but I have the cover art done if you want to see it. (It isn’t good but I tried.)
I would LOVE to see the art, and even read some of what you have (and give feedback if U would like)!
As far as writing Lasky as a villain, I revlogged this awhile back and it may prove useful. A villain does not have to be inherently, obviously, overtly evil. The Covenant weren't even that. They were 1: misguided due to misinterpretations of Forerunner text and 2: once the text was properly translated, the Prophet of Asspocketry fried the AI (Mendicant Bias, or a remnant thereof, I think?) that translated it and just didn't tell the rest of the Covenant. So the UNSC would be the opposite side of the same coin.
Much as I'm not fond of Lasky as a villain (he is such a sof sweet mans I just cant 😭), he'd actually be fairly easy to write as one.
Take a look at Thel, or Rtas. Both high-ranking loyal soldiers who were 100% taken in by the Prophet's ideology (like god knows how many generations before them) right up till the bitter end. If you notice, Thel still clings to that ideology even after Tartarus is like "Yeah bruh, ur fucked". It took meeting up with Rtas and learning that the Jiralhanae are actively exterminating their people for him to realize they'd all been lied to. Lasky would likely be much the same; he's shown to have a strong moral compass and drive to do what's right and he's obviously shocked and mortified when Osman orders him to pop a cap in Halsey with no trial, and he dislikes (I'm willing to say, even HATES) her. This isn't dissimilar to how Thel is seen by his people.
If the UNSC is taking the place of the Covenant, I could see Lasky filling the role of Thel 'Vadam: He is fighting a war of extermination based on the ingrained (but false) belief that his family, his race, his very soul are at stake. He's fighting for something that is orders of magnitude bigger than himself, just like Thel did, and feels driven to secure that future at any cost.
I can discuss this more after we chat, if you feel comfortable hitting me up in DMs to work things out, but I hope this helps!
So this is a cover for a fan fiction I am also writing about an alternate Halo AU.
Note: the AU it’s self is a work in progress and I still haven’t got a title for it yet.
Feel free to send in asks! :3