Thursday, October 11, 2007

Messy kill.


Oh darn. I messed up his armor.

Common goal.


Two match leaders work together to take a common enemy.
...of course, then the bastard Spartan shot me in the back, but it makes for a dramatic picture.

Spartan 001


What are you trying to tell me - that I can dodge bullets?

Action hero.


A fitting end. Sending him out with a bang.

Acrobatic beatdown.


Any higher, and it would be an Assasination!

Guardian Night Fever.


From time to time, a pose happens that makes me wish for some taunts. And good lord, I don't mean teabagging.

Guardian Wildlife.


Damn, this map makes me wish Halo 3 had some Installation 04 kind of environments. I'd kill for a nice, wet swamp level.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

And the horse you rode in on.


Boy, posing in a Hornet is difficult. Not to mention the fine art of positioning the camera.... But I think it was quite worth it. Unlike the hour I spent trying to get a good view on a Grunt throwing a grenade inside a Bubble.

Chief the Hedgehog.



Playing on Normal (with lots of skulls turned on for extra funny) is good for Saved Film whoring, as it creates many ridiculous situations and little repetition.

What are you looking at?

Shh, don't tell him.

Payback.




It's really nice to finally be able to pay back the hunters for all the smashing I received in previous halos. Well, maybe not the first one, as they go down after one pistol shot in there...
Oh, and now they even bleed pretty.

Mommy, can I ride the Hunter?


Alternatively: Airbagging.

So hammered right now.


I came, I saw, I hammered. I came.

Cpt. Selfstuck.


Oh, Catch Skull. How I love you and your ability to make the already mentally challenged Grunts become completely reckless in their grenade throwing.

E.T.


Flying mongoose! Oh, the magic of heart warming video game blockbusters.

Army of silly walks.


I love ragdolls too much. I'm thinking of grabbing a bucket of grenades and doing a completely suicidal/teamkilly run.

Relieve.

A peeing-Brute-with-a-grenade-stuck-to-his-bottom monument.


The fact that he relieves himself in a room full of sleeping Grunts only makes it better.
...or worse.


About to go out with a bang.


Good lord. What in the world did you eat?


Asses of Fire, indeed.

Bad time.


And the worst of places.

THIS is the way the world ends.

Switch.




Posing in the Scarab's glow.

Getting a little push.


The force of a Scarab's explosion throws a chopper around.
Its light makes everything serene.

I'm a firestarter.


Grunty firestarter.

Super Grunt Galaxy.


Exploring the Milky Way.

Gruntycarus.

Too close to the sun.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

In the pale Scarab light.




First seconds of the Scarab explosions make for some interesting shots.

Nap time.


Saving the world is hard work. I'll just lie down here, watch the clouds. You guys take Earth back. Oh, and grab Cortana, will you?

Mad dash.


Berserker Brute dodges my sticked Wraith's blasts.

Blue bugs.



I'd like to learn more about the Drones. It would be nice to see them do something more than swarming in and dying.
They could be quite fun if I could see a trace of intelligence in them.
Now, about those Jackals...

A bubble full of boom.



Probably my favorite use of the Bubble Shield, playing bomberman with cowardly Covenant. Too bad filling them up with spikes doesn't read well in stills, it's also madly entertaining.

Believe.


Lucky me...
She doesn't know how to pick them.

Team Sticky Fingers.






Two dead Jackals, a pile of Grunts, sweet chain explosions, and I didn't even have to give them the mean helmet-stare.

Flee. The Grunt-819 memorial.


Many years after the war, the Grunt kind still remembers the bravery of one little Grunt, and his amazing tactical prowess.
Pictured here is his daring attempt to stick the Demon, from inside a Bubble.


Demon remained unstuck, and the explosion inside caused the Grunt to be thrown out of the Bubble.
Historians to this day argue if it was sheer luck, or a cunning plan to gain higher ground.


Not worried about plasma burns, the brave one lobs another plasma grenade mid-flight.
Misses.


The brave little Grunt lurks his prey.


A few more (misses) for the team, before his amazing career has been abruptly ended by a handful of Demon Flares.



We knew the brave little Grunt was still in the fight.
He gave us epic lols.