Kinda bored and I wanted to see what the Flood would ask me.

Oh boy... Alright then.

I don't think people who believe in a god/gods should be able to hold public office.

Disagreed. But oh well.

kk? kk.

9/10

Cute.

Hawt
 

Lol

Part 3: The Key

TBlocks flew a banshee into the crash site not so far from where the fighting had occurred. #Off-Topic's arrival had been unprecedented but understood since they too wanted DeeJ out of the  picture. Now a new Halo had come out of the ashes of Destiny and held the salvation of all life from the shitposting of the Offtopites. But it couldn't be activated without the index and there was only one person that held the last remaining activation key and she was currently trapped within #Off-Topic.

The armored Canadian landed his banshee next to a hole, TBlocks noticed that a lot of the superstructure of the old forum had been replaced by fleshy and grotesque biomass produced by the shit that the Offtopites said. TBlocks jumped down into the hole and found himself alone inside the belly of the beast. "TBlocks, I've gather up the survivors and fell back to the  Septagon, Vien will do the same with the Elites" Cheat informed him. "Korra is in there somewhere."

TBlocks turned off his radio and proceeded with his mission, he could see the bodies of dead Desticles that had died in the beginning of the civil war. TBlocks could still remember as it had been yesterday, how DeeJ rose up and slaughter the defenseless Floodians and accidently released the Offtopites from containment. On his way towards the former great hall of Achronos, TBlocks received a very disturbing message.

"Child of my enemy, why have you come? I accept no forgiveness...a father's sins passed to his son." Long face was communicating with him despite his radio being turned off. TBlocks ignored the monster's calls and continued on to the great hall. The great hall of Achronos used to be magnificent, a testament to the  ancient overlord of all forums but now it was nothing more than a wretched hive. Out of the walls came out the Offtopites, like bees defending their nest, they attacked the armored Canadian.

He shot his assault rifle at all direction, luckily these were nothing more than shitty trolls and were put done quickly by the hail of bullets. TBlocks kept his cool while he reloaded his gun, and drank a bit of maple syrup. He knew that this was just the welcome committee and far worse horrors awaited for him deeper in. TBlocks noticed a pelican nearby, on the outside walls that hadn't been covered by biomass. That would come in handy if bad turned to worse.

"Ah...you came for her. We exist together now, two shitposters in one thread." Long face realized the reason of TBlock's visit to his domain. The valiant Canadian once more ignored the blatant excuse for trolling and kept on with his mission.

A strange transmission turned his radio on by force, TBlocks was taken by surprise by it. "A newfoman is all I am...stolen honors and memories." Korra's voice was heard, now TBlocks was concerned more than ever. He knew that she was resistant enough to prolong the Offtopites corruption by it sounded like it began to consume her logic.

"Perhaps a part of her remains...!" Long face stated with a curious yet malevolent voice.

TBlocks hurried, running through several corrupted gates and hallways until he came to  dead end.  Nowhere to climb on or crouch below of, no way out. "Shit!" TBlocks said in desperation, he guessed that Korra must be held captive in the high quarters of the lord just beyond these halls but the way had been blocked.

"Indeed," A dark voice said coming from behind our hero. TBlocks turned to see one of the traitors, the Benedict Arnold of the Septagon.

"Comms Officer." TBlocks said. "We believed you dead after the self destruction of the forums weeks ago."

"I was rescued by Long face and saw the light, or rather the shit that I could unleash with his power. Imagine the butthurt spread throughout the galaxy! A rightful end to such pitiful existence, don't you agree?" Officer said, TBlocks couldn't believe his ears. He knew that Comms was a blatant no good troll but this was downright evil.

"That's not going to happen." TBlocks said unleashing a rain of lead at the corrupted Comms Officer, the bullets ripped through his body. The twisted Comms fell on the ground motionless, but once part of #Off-Topic he was virtually immortal. The only way to destroy an Offtopites is by nuking from orbit or something like that.

TBlocks looked at the blockade in front of him, he couldn't proceed. Then he noticed a small opening in the side of the fleshy wall. He slowly walked through it, always looking at his motion tracker for enemies. He  ran towards the high quarters of the lord, the giant nuclear reactor that powered the forum stood between TBlocks and the chamber.

"You will tell me what she hides or I shall feast upon your bones!" Long face yelled in anger, this felt like a trap but TBlocks had to rescue Korra. He entered the chamber, he saw the skeleton of Jason Jones sitting on his throne. TBlocks looked around and saw Korra trapped in Offtopite corruption to the adjacent wall to the throne. He quickly went to help her out, ripping the corruption off her wrists and neck.

"You found me...but so much of me is wrong...out of place. You might be too late." Korra said with a weak voice as she was helped up by TBlocks.

"You know me...when I make a promise." TBlocks said.

"You keep it...I do know how to pick them." Korra replied.

"Lucky me. Do you still have it?"

"The activation index of the last Halo I played, a little souvenir I held on to just in case." Korra said as she took the index from her backpack. "Got an escape plan?"

"Thought I should shoot my way out, mix things up a little."

"Just try to stay alive, we are a team now remember."

End of Part 3.

I love hot tubs!

Iron Maiden and Alice Cooper.

And therefore, shitposting shouldn't be punished because the Protheans did that, and they were retarded. Unless you wanna be....

RETARDED

In the words of the  Must33r Ch33f:

No u

The Protheans were wiped out for a reason you know.

Yes, because of evil space squids.

Don't hurt me, no more.

k

whoa there, korra

Okay...okay...

Deserves to be fed to the wolves.

Deserves to be fed to the lions.

1890s kids lol

Well I'm female enough that I can kick a guy in the nuts if he annoys me too much.

Robert Downey Jr was born in Manhattan...

'Murica!!

'Murica!!!