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helix-studios117 · 3 days
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Halo Reloaded: A Star-Spangled Man...
John emerged from the confines of a nondescript closet—not exactly the noble entry befitting a supersoldier of his caliber.
As he surveyed the penthouse, his HUD flickered like a confused tourist. Sleek, minimalist furniture met his gaze, betraying a taste for luxury that would make even a Covenant Elite's eyes widen with envy. But outside the glass walls, New York City sprawled in an architectural time capsule—buildings squatting lower than he recalled, the skyline an awkward teenager compared to the mature metropolis he knew.
The Spartan's reverie was cut short by a projectile hurtling toward his visor—a shield, star-spangled and as patriotic as apple pie. Catching it was reflex; the man who'd thrown it, however, was anything but predictable. Dressed in a combat suit that screamed 'America!', complete with helmet, he launched into a drop kick that even professional wrestlers might applaud.
John staggered, an uncharacteristic "oof" escaping him. The two squared off, sizing each other up. John’s opponent smirked, his suit a walking flagpole.
"Planning on dropping more surprises, or is the shield your only party trick?" John's tone was dry, the kind of dry you'd need a gallon of water to recover from.
"Just warming up. Let's dance, Tin Man," the flag-man retorted, his voice dripping with Brooklyn bravado.
The Star-Spangled Man charged, his sprint more a blur than a run. The penthouse's luxurious floor tiles seemed to quake under the force of his super-soldier speed. As he neared John, he leaped high, his body horizontal to the ground, twisting mid-air to deliver a roundhouse kick. The kick was a blur of red, white, and blue—a patriotic whirlwind.
John, his reactions honed by countless battles, swung the shield upward in a sweeping arc, intercepting the kick with a metallic clang that resonated like a gong. The impact sent a shockwave that rattled the nearby furniture, a crystal vase teetering perilously on the edge of a table.
Undeterred, The Patriotic Stranger rolled backward on landing, regaining his stance with feline agility. He then dashed forward again, this time pulling a series of rapid punches, each blow a thunderous crack breaking the air. John deflected each with the shield, the rhythm of their impacts a deadly drumbeat.
Seeing an opening, John thrust the shield forward like a battering ram. The other soldier, anticipating the move, ducked under the swing and swept a leg toward John's ankles in a sweeping arc meant to topple giants. John leapt over the sweep, a graceful arc in his own trajectory, landing with the floor cracking slightly under his armored weight.
Not missing a beat, John delivered a spinning back kick, aimed with precision at his adversary's midsection. The flag-man caught the kick with his hands, grunting under the force, his feet sliding back, carving grooves into the wooden floor. With a Herculean effort, the old-soldier twisted, redirecting the momentum to hurl John over his shoulder. John flipped mid-air, landing on his feet.
The penthouse now resembled a battlefield, the sound of their conflict a symphony of destruction. The red-white-&-blue combatant retrieved his shield, slinging it with explosive speed. John caught it again, using it to bash forward in a powerful charge. He met the charge with his own body, the collision a thunderclap of force that blew out the penthouse windows, showering the streets below with sparkling debris.
Locked in a grapple, the soldier-in-stars-'n-stripes whispered through gritted teeth, "Not bad for an old-timer, huh?"John, his grip iron-tight, managed a smirk. "You're not the only one out of time."
With a surge of strength, John pushed forward, breaking the grapple. He spun, wielding the shield in a sweeping, circular motion. John's opponent mirrored the movement, and for a moment, they were two cyclones colliding, their strikes a blur of motion and power that seemed to distort the very air around them.
As the duel reached its climax, John feinted with the shield, a deceptive move that the flag-man had anticipated, but it was a ruse. With a sudden drop, John swept the soldier's legs, sending him crashing to the ground. The Spartan quickly pinned him down, the shield at the ready.
Breathing heavily, the flag-man looked up, a grin spreading across his face.
"This isn't your usual sock-hop. Stand down and talk," John commanded, easing off as his sensors confirmed no further threats—just a very stubborn super-soldier beneath his boot.
Catching his breath, Rogers managed a grin. "You're not bad... for a walking tank. Steve Rogers, Captain America. And you are?"
"Master Chief Petty Officer John Downes. What year is this?"
"1943. Guess you took a wrong turn at Albuquerque, huh?" John deactivated his weapon, processing the anachronistic nightmare he’d stumbled into. "Seems like it. I need a way back to my time. Not sure how much help World War II tech will be."
Steve shrugged, accepting John’s hand and rising to his feet. "Well, we might not have fancy lasers or AI, but we've got grit and a whole lot of stubborn. Plus, I know a guy."
"Is he also a man out of time?" John inquired, a hint of amusement in his voice."Something like that. You ready to roll, Chief?"John nodded, his demeanor softening into what might pass for a smile under his helmet. "Lead the way, Captain."
As they exited the penthouse, John couldn’t help but think how absurdly out of place he looked—a futuristic warrior strolling through a historical chapter, guided by a man dressed as a flag. But then again, time travel was bound to have its quirks. And with Captain America at his side, maybe the 1940s wouldn’t be so bad. After all, they had the best music.
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empresskadia · 2 months
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Happy Valentine's day! I lowkey wanna write a drabble for today, but I have nothing planned out. But-
I think it would be cute to give the Spartans Valentine's Day chocolates.
John would be puzzled, like why? He doesn't understand the concept of celebrating love and affection to the world, it was just another day for him until you gave him the small box and told him "Happy Valentine's Day." John's seriously confused but accepts his partner's gift with a subtle nod, not wanting to dismiss your gesture. It wasn't until he noticed others at the base receiving similar tokens from their partners that his confusion deepened. Why were people exchanging gifts today? What made it so special?
It's Cortana who has to jump in and explain the origins and significance of Valentine's Day, how it's the idea of expressing love and appreciation, and how it's a tradition to exchange gifts on this special day with the one you love. This was so foreign to him but he tries to understand, at the very least for you.
John goes MIA for a solid hour, like you honestly can't find him and no one has seen him. So when he appears before you with a bouquet of wild roses and presents them to you, the first thing you notice are the thornless stems and John's dirty hands. It's clear he had gone out of his way to personally gather these flowers.
"Happy Valentine's Day," he says, presenting you with the wild roses. His typically stoic expression softened, John might not have fully understood the concept of Valentine's Day, but his actions spoke louder than words about his commitment to you.
Though Linda didn't fully grasp the significance of the day, she understood the origins, having overheard about it from Marines in passing. She'll blink when you offer her the chocolates, giving you a raised brow before taking them. Girl is 100% secretly excited about it, she's not going to boast or react over it but the rest of Blue team can see a bounce to her step.
This was a pleasant surprise and she honestly didn't expect her partner to go out of their way for her. Linda makes it a personal mission to find something to gift you, yes she could have Roland help her buy something, and get it to the UNSC infinity, but she also wants it to be special. Maybe she could make you something with a piece of her armor? Or find something you might like during a mission?
Poor Fred was stuck with paperwork when you happened to bound into his office with a box of chocolates. He's surprised and curious when you present him with the gift, giving you this adorable head tilt when he opens it. Did he miss something? Was today an anniversary he happened to forget? The confusion is pretty evident when he asks "What's this?"
When you explain it, it clicks that he's heard about the holiday from commanders before. Honestly, the day slips his mind, it had never really held much significance to him and he only remembers it exists every once in awhile. Despite his initial confusion, Fred's expression softens into a grateful smile as he thanks you for the chocolates.
However, his mind was already racing, searching for a way to reciprocate the gesture. While he couldn't immediately think of a suitable gift, he recalled Roland mentioning that the UNSC Infinity's Memorial Park atrium was holding a dance that evening and he could do a public event for you. The idea formed in his mind, that it was a thoughtful way to show his appreciation, and a shared experience at the dance might be a meaningful way to celebrate Valentine's Day together.
I will say when Kelly finds out about the dance being held in the Memorial Park atrium, she is on her way to find her partner. Like full-on sprinting through the ship [it took Fred a minute to realize who just blurred by his office in a rush, asking if he's seen her partner.] So before you even start searching for her to give her the chocolates, Kelly has already found you first.
She was so ready to ask about this dance thing and what was going on until you gave her that sweet smile and handed her the box. Her expression transformed from eager anticipation to surprise and then delight when she opened the chocolates. Her eyes held most of her emotion, they almost seemed like they were glittering and she smiled when you explained the reason behind the gift and the upcoming dance.
Of course, she accepted your invitation with a tease, that mischievous glint in her eyes. Unbeknownst to you, she had already set aside a gift for her partner when she learned about the holiday a week beforehand from Commander Palmer. It was a small token of her affection, carefully chosen with Roland's help to express her appreciation and love.
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nekoprankster218 · 7 months
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random Halo headcanon that struck me in the dead of night:
imagine if Sangheili personally hunt and handcraft cloaks or other significant clothing items that Halo hasn't name-dropped yet as an affectionate gesture to one they fancy more than friendly-like
your crush got premoted to shipmaster? make them a cloak. shipmasters love cloaks.
they got injured and injuries are still looked down upon? make them a sash that covers it up and looks beautifully ornate in the process, silently letting them know in the process that the "mark" on their career does not change the admiration you have for them and their body.
they've returned from the war? make them a comfortable hat or robe or something to help them relax.
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spartanxanthe · 1 month
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custom spartan helmets i created for me and partner’s characters, xanthe and hayabusa ! ( ˘ ³˘)
ipad air 4th gen + apple pencil, procreate
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Hunter Language Features
The language has two versions; "Inner Speak" and "Outer Speak". Inner Speak is used for communication between members of the same colony or member of the same species while Outer Speak is used for communication with members of other species.
the "phonology" of the language is less based on sounds and sequences but are more based on pheromones and relative percentages of said pheromones. in other words, when transcribing the language, the order of letters symbolizing scents is not the order in time, but the order they are most numerous.
there exists a pronoun system. except the first-person ones have different genders. this tracts with the colonial organism nature of the Lekgolo, as they are a composite of individuals.
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selfawarejester · 1 year
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Headcanon: Sometimes in her spare time, Catherine Halsey would research old UFO conspiracy stuff and the thing that keeps her up is what the hell did people see back in the day resulting in her wondering if there’s other alien species out there. Although she assumes the Grays were possible sightings of Unggoy.
Hi! So this is from a really long time ago, but I just saw it, so we’re going for it! I’m really really sorry for the late reply (you probably don’t even remember sending it), but I’m still very happy that you reached out with your headcanon!
Absolutely, Halsey does this. I can see her getting bored of the UNSC, ODI and the general incompetence of minds who are unable to match hers, and deciding to wind down…
By deep-diving into long and most times nonsensical papers on alien conspiracies. We all have our hobbies. I imagine she’s mostly just chuckling and shaking her head at the lengths human imagination can go, and sometimes pinching the bridge of her nose as certain lines remind her of specific colleagues and just spoils her mood.
She does wonder if there’s any truth to all of these reports and sightings; after all, so many had dismissed the Covenant in the early days of the war until news of Harvest came and shook humanity to its core. Even after Halo, people refused to believe the Forerunners ever existed. Especially with certain similarities between noted species and these sightings, she’s not ready to toss it aside entirely.
And actually, she‘ll probably liken the Greys to some sub-species of Jackals rather than Grunts, or maybe the picture quality was just bad? I dunno, I feel like the methane tanks would’ve been a dead giveaway.
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gabe-lovebot · 1 month
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councilor 3D model
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i learnt 3d modelling from the ground up to bring him to life. he's yours now. do whatever you want with him
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please credit me if you make something using the model (or even ping/link me to it, i would love to see what you made!)
currently available as a .blend, .fbx and an SFM port.
#hello councilnation i'm finally releasing him to the wild#have fun playing toys with him#ultrakill#councilor#councilor ultrakill#3d stuff#obviously with the councilor having just 1 full body image of him means that some stuff i had to improvise on#so you get to enjoy my headcanons on how he looks#(like obviously the wings & halo)#(but also the chestplate design)#but did you know that the councilor's canon design has subtle engravings on his forearm armor pieces?#i only barely noticed them when painting textures and i was floored#i had to add them#to the sfm anon and whoever else wants to use this for sfm stuff-#i did my best with a port for sfm and i'm quite proud of the result#but please be aware i have never used it before so if you find that something doesn't work as it should please please let me know!!#gonna pour my heart out in tags as always so close your eyes if you don't wanna see me being sentimental but#i'm not kidding when i say i learnt 3d modelling from the ground up for this#i have meddled with blender before but never actually came close to finishing a project#and i don't know how i did it and how i kept going#(i do know) (it was my friend encouraging me every time i showed him progress)#this was like 1 entire month in the making#but i'm so fucking proud of this and how it turned out and people's tags in my act 2 render genuinely were such a huge confidence boost#so thank you guys for liking it <3#i'm still very much thinking of doing a version with just his bloodied head#but it might take a while because i want a break and i want to play warframe
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trashinyourpockets · 3 months
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Oof.
So, I was thinking about Epsilon and Caboose and how Epsilon is so used to being abandoned that I just realized.
Caboose never left. He stays with him.
He stays with this supposed memory of his dead best friend, who, for all we know, is experiencing the worst time of his short life inside the unit, reliving memories of lives that aren't even his, and then that memory just hears someone talking to him.
Telling all these stories, treating him like another person, and always coming back.
And I can't help but feel that it was a grounding point for him, to be distracted by these stories instead of the painful memories that he'd soon repress until there was no other way than to remember.
Or I'm projecting.
Anyway, Caboose is awesome, Epsilon is my blorbo, and I am reaching hard to excuse my personal headcanons.
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winterxisxcomingx · 2 months
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thinking about Vaggie & Emily being super protective of Charlie but in different ways.
Vaggie will hurt, fight & kill Charlie (& Emily)'s enemies.
While Emily will hold her stand in any discussion with higher powers. Being calm but sure and confident, knowing how to say things to make people see her point and agree with her.
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helix-studios117 · 2 months
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Master Chief
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It's rough, but it has been a while.
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empresskadia · 2 months
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Halo self-insert thought...kinda
Can you imagine John's reaction to finding out his partner became a Spartan-IV when he came back? When he sees them again, they're different yet the same. There is a hardness to them he hasn’t seen before, but when they look at him, they just soften to the person he remembers.
And later, when they're alone, he traces all their new scars and old wounds from battles he knows nothing about. The wound of Cortana being gone is still fresh but now he blames himself for his partner’s suffering too. In his mind, he’s let down two people close to him, regardless of what you tell him. John doesn’t even know how to ask why you did this or how this happened, he just feels so much guilt, like he's to blame for this happening, that he couldn't keep his promise to protect you.
He will do his damn best to reroute orders to have you on Blue team, only to find out you’ve met them and they've been watching your back this whole time and you theirs. Fred just gives you a nod and greeting, saying it's good to see you again and he's glad you're doing well [aka glad you're not dead], Kelly bumps her shoulder against yours affectionately, something she only ever does with her spartans, asking if you're ready to cause trouble and Linda shocks John by giving you a spartan smile on your helmet, which you promptly return. He has no idea who you're asking about when you turn to Fred and wonder about the Ferrets and company, a note of warmth taking hold in your tone.
He finds out it's Kelly who hunted his partner down the moment she heard rumors about you being involved with him and made it her personal mission to watch over you, a mission that Fred and Linda jump aboard instantly without even meeting his partner first. When Fred found out you joined the Spartan IV program, he requested your transfer to Blue team indefinitely and the three had trained you to be the best after them. So that you could survive their world to see John again and he feels his chest constrict when he knows he's the reason you signed yourself up for their world of bloodshed and war.
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nekoprankster218 · 3 months
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Headcanoning that Sangheili have one kidney so that they contrast humanity’s one heart + two kidneys biology (Sangheili have two hearts canonically)
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wasyago · 1 year
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a quick idea
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Potential Halo Conlangs
I haven't fully committed to the idea yet, but I think it would be interesting to explore the linguistic characteristics of the major species of the Halo franchise. how would the language of the Elites, aka Sangheli, differ against that of the Brutes, aka Jiralhanae, with both of them having a warlike culture? how challenging would it be to come up with a language for the Engineer, Huragok, and Hunter, Lekgolo, species with the two being so divergent from terrestrial life? not to mention those of the Grunts, Unggoy, Jackals, Kit-yar, and Drones, Yanme'e, who are all pretty low on the Covenant's Social ladder. and to top it all off for the covenant, what could the Language of the Prophets, San'Shyuun, be like as the Lingua Franca of the faction as a whole, due to their species high status? and excuse me, but I can't help but notice how samey all the Covenant names are for their races. perhaps they are all San'Shyuun words? if so, what would the species' names be in each their own native language?
Then there are the Precursors and the Forerunners. the latter of which could be fairly easy due to their humanoid appearance while the latter would be quite a challenge with them being mysterious shape shifting essentially-space-gods. yeah, the Precursors would be fun and frustrating to make a language for.
Again, not fully committed to the idea. this is mostly due to my other conlang and creative in general projects that I already have cooking. but maybe sometime down the line I'll have enough to really come up with something satisfying for myself to share with all you. till then, I just wanted to throw this out there to see if anyone had similar ideas. I, and potentially others, would be happy to hear what you have to say on this no doubt niche topic.
That is all, thank you, and till next time... ;).
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angrybatart · 7 months
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I read the tags to my sibling, and they told me I needed to draw this.
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ghostlychief · 3 months
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I'm not sure if you write for Blue team, but can you do relationship headcanons for them? If not, then relationship headcanons for John-117?
another master chief request for the books, LETS GOOOOO
(i decided to write headcanons for John) enjoy!! <3
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Dating Master Chief (John 117) Headcanons
no warnings; just fluff
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Dating John would feel like the calm after the storm, or like a consistent gentle rainfall that can’t help but ease you, quelling your worries
Dating John is calming like rainfall in the sense that you feel a sense of respite wash over you when you’re with him; being with him is also akin to that of the calming pitter-patter noise you hear when the rain comes; it’s never to harsh, or too loud; always a consistent rhythm
You feel a blanket of security wrapping itself around you tightly, never threatening to let you go when dating him; it’s solid and firm, just like John
You both were a bit shy when you first got together; no surprises there though, John leans more on the quiet side, and you, well, anyone would be a little timid when first dating a Spartan (they were genetically modified humans after all)
But John quickly made sure that you felt completely and utterly safe around him; he knew what he was capable of, and the last thing he wanted to do was ever scare you; and you appreciated that about him
It’s not like you are some scared little girl, afraid of Spartans, but, you know, they were the infamous Spartans you heard about growing up, you weren’t quite sure what to expect when you first met them (surprise, surprise Blue team all turned out to be lovely people)
You appreciated John’s understanding for the time it took for you fully get to know him, and be comfortable around him
In your early stages of dating, you guys mainly kept to public outings, like restaurants, movie theaters (yes Reach has a cinema), parks (you both enjoyed going on long walks together and you tease John about how his ‘normal’ walk is your jog)
You could say that he properly ‘wine and dined’ you, well as much as one can on Reach seeing that its operation is more so military and not just another regular planet
He was a gentleman: he opened doors for you, whether that be building, apartment, or car doors; it didn’t matter, he was there to open them for you; he also would sometimes place his hand at the small of your back, which sent sparks twinkling up your spine the first few times he did that (let’s be honest, you still feel giddy even now)
He was a great listener, always ready with a question (or 10) whenever you were telling him about your day, things that happened at work, the latest book you read. He always had a follow-up, always curious to know more about you, and what you’re thinking
You also were the same in that matter, always asking him questions; who could blame you though, his job was a lot cooler than yours
You were in awe of all the different planets and solar systems he’s been to (including the Halos) and you always picked his brain about the Covenant (you’ve been fortunate enough to not cross paths with the Covenant)
When John wasn’t on a mission, you weren’t at work, or you guys weren’t going on a “formal” date, you and John could be found lounging around one of your apartments, either reading, watching TV, doing puzzles, things like that
Sometimes you guys liked to do your own thing but in the company of the other
However, one of your favorite things to do is to nap with John
He’s so large that he generates a lot of body heat, so whenever winter rolls around and there’s snowflakes in the air, you loved to cuddle up with him on the couch, completely wrapped in his embrace and fall asleep with no worries on your mind (being with John made that easy)
John is the kind of partner who is a great shoulder to cry on; his support is endless for you, and he’s always there whenever you run into a problem; he’s there to listen about what’s troubling your life, but he’s not one to be pushy about how to fix it; no, he’s there for you, and makes sure to comfort you the best he can (which usually is you asking him for a hug, which he immediately complies with)
John gives the best hugs because 1) he is taller than you, so he can easily wrap you up tight and rest his head on yours, and 2) his arms are long and muscular, which makes his hugs 10x warmer and just better overall
Something that you quickly learned about John after a couple months of dating was that he was actually funny (right, like what are the odds a Spartan of his caliber has a funny bone?)
His humor was of course dry and sarcastic, but he got a laugh out of you every time he cracked a joke
Blue team also tells you stories about John (not to his knowledge) since they have known him since they were all pre-teens; sometimes you’ll bring something up to John, and he’ll be like “Where’d you hear that from?” (he wasn’t stupid he knew); and then a couple days later you’ll hear how hard John made training for them (oops)
Nevertheless, dating John has brought a sense of security into your life that you never thought you would feel, or have; you only hope is that you provide the same for him
(spoiler, you do)
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