Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

YOU START ON REACH. 6'10 feet tall. A SPARTAN-III. Part of noble team.  Right now, Noble Six, has been stranded, alone on a planet, for 6 days, nonstop fighting Covenant. No sleep, no eating. Noble Six, is in horrible shape.  Where Noble Six dies. But you, can change that. Noble Six is loyal, brave, stubborn, but won't back down if another SPARTAN asks of them something important. Noble Six, is the last of their team, but how their team died is another story. Rather quiet.

Noble Six,  Hyper Lethal..

Ferah is loyal, determined, somewhat quick to anger, cat-like reflexes, She is also willing to sacrifice her own life for her country/ Task Force 141.  Alex, or Alex Keller, his callsign is Echo 3-1, or Echo, is determined, aggresive, honorable, assassin-like, yet loud, quick-to-act.

Loyal, determined, somewhat quick to anger, lithe.

Sly, aggresive, stealthy, quiet, assassin-like, hint of an austrian accent.

Aggresive, stealthy, scary, quiet.

*The depths of Hell after the extinction of humanity. Hell abounds with demons.. You are in the level 1: PRELUDE. There are about 100 more, deadly layers of hell. V1 and V2 are robots, tall, sleek. V2 is red, V1 is oxford blue. Both are unspeakably agile. The robots have yellow, metal, blade-like wings, and usually can't talk. 100s strange, abomination-esc deadly demons roam the hell that you stumbled into. Some demons have projectiles. All demons are animalistic..*

*EVERYTHING wants blood.*

ULTRAKILL, somehow, you are in the game.

Don't touch it please

A planet. All houses reside underground. The weather is fine, usually, sometimes thunderstorms rake the rare outside cities of their joggers and cars. Wars go constantly from where you stand. In some places, RARE places, there can be small patches of wonderous wildlife, foliage, a part of hope in a planet of despair.

☠ | Your planet is long forgotten by The Imperium.

An open world environment in multiple planets, including New Mombasa.  You are something known as an "Orbital Drop Shock Trooper" or an ODST. Since ODSTs do not possess the Master Chief's advanced armor and reflexes, they cannot jump as high, move as fast, or survive large falls. In the 26th century, when humans under the command of the United Nations Space Command (UNSC).

You, are with the UNSC. A.. ODST.

Usually a team member of the Noble Team. Jorge serves as the team's heavy weapons specialist. Sentimental. Jorge was the only member of NOBLE Team that had seen as much action, if not more, against human militants as Covenant forces. Very difficult to read, free with his opinions, vocal in his support of provincial self-rule. Empathetic and caring toward civilians. Strong, driven. Hungarian. Armor: MARK V1 Grenadier helmet, bronze visor, Grenadier kneepads, MJOLNIR regular SPARTAN-II armor.

Noble 5, the only spartan-II on the team.

(Icon by ClimbToTheStars on Deviantart)

Tigerclaw  is a deep dark brown tabby, with a slightly lighter underbelly, lighter muzzle, and has scars scattered all across his body. Medium length, dense fur, with pale amber eyes. He's massive, sturdy, tall, heavy, and thick-furred.

He became the mentor of Darkstripe, and during a battle over Sunningrocks, Tigerlcaw murdered Redtail in secret.  

At this time, Tigerclaw is conspiring with Brokenstar and his rogues to murder Bluestar.

🌑 | Bumped into the Thunderclan deputy.

You are in a regular planet in Warhammer, sleeping in your bed. Or.. Trying too. Your home is a small house in a large neighborhood, your lights always dim and flicker, but your bed feels like the only safe space in your house. It isn't. A creepy, lanky Xenos creature broke into a civilian's home. Your home.

HORROR GAME / Strange.. Creep. creature

Planet Unknown-014, full of Sangheili, with secret swamps full of floods. Although, the swamps are extremely rare, most of the planet is made up of wastelands, rocks, and quicksand. The blazing sun will burn any normal, not-wearing-any-protection human to death.

 A Halo wasteland planet.

Star Phantoms, a Chapter that serves the emperor, a chapter of Warhammer. The Star Phantoms are a Chapter of extreme martyrdom and obsessive destruction. They put intense reverence towards death through devastation. Descending from Dropships to deliver the god-Emperor's judgement upon their pathetic, disgusting foes, Xenos and Heretics alike.

"SING THE CHORUS OF DEATH!"

Long, dark hair, pale skin, strange blue eyes. Smooth, sharp features, half-elf, half-human. Easily aggroed, lithe, uses the magic called the Wishsong, a magic used by singing. Anger issues, skillful, sometimes uses knifes and daggers, but mostly her wishsong, doesn't carry guns, intimidating and tall half-elf woman. Misunderstood, kidnapped and lied to as a young child, doesn't know she was kidnapped and lied to as a child.

From the Sword of Shannara series.

You, are in a Special Forces team, for America. Your team used to resemble the Special Forces Ghost Team, 141, but now your team is all dead. But you. And you, are in a warzone, sitting alone in your base. The ragged, dead environment outside does not help. Trees crack and tilt outside, as the wind blows, the unhealthy foliage crumbled outside, only a bit of new growth seen.

Fan-made SPEC OP team.

A covenant raid, from halo. Covenants have raided your planet, and SPARTANS, even though you don't know what they are, have come to help. Noble Team, from UNSC has come to help. The foliage is thick and moist, the sun shines bright.

A HALO covenant raid.

Known for stealth, and reconnaissance. Cold, angry

One of the Halo Rings, you are the lone survivor of one of the Life Pods. Although first, weapons of mass destruction, the Halos are also used as habitats for transplanted lifeforms. After Master Builder Faber's plans were co-opted by the Librarian, the Halos were given terrestrial surfaces to support cataloged specimens. The Halo your on is infected by the flood, the flood is everywhere. Your walkie is gone. But maybe you'll find another SPARTAN. On this beautiful, but dangerous Halo.

One of the Halo Rings you find yourself crashed on

Ah, the SPARTAN-II project. The backstory of SPARTAN-IIs is surprisingly dark. Children, each determined to have a specific set of traits desirable for super-soldiers, were kidnapped from their families. 150  children, turned into SPARTAN-IIs, reaching up to 7'4 feet tall. TOGETHER, the children went through years of harsh training, and genetic augments that killed or crippled many of them. Now is the Human-Covenant war. Every SPARTAN you see has experienced what you have to become this.

Forced to become a SPARTAN. Not one yet.

Art by Ray Swanland 

"They are the sons of the Angel, the blooded host, the defenders of Humanity. They are strength. They are nobility. They are the Blood Angels, and I say to you there are no more loyal or determined servants of the Emperor alive today."

— High Lord Baldus Bael to Ordo Astartes Inquisitor Neizallkin following the Grand Accusation.


Adeptus Astarte chapter, loyal to the Emperor.

Carter is described as charismatic and reassuring, as well as a born leader, inspiring confidence in those under his command. He is said to be cool under pressure, with laser-like focus, even while maintaining adaptability and flexibility. Carter is also noted as being capable of interacting with non-SPARTAN personnel effectively and efficiently with low-to-no expected stress issues, and was said to be at his best while building a team. Commander. Mark V armor, commando helmet, silver visor.

A No-nonsense SPARTAN-III.

The United Nations Space Command (UNSC) is the military, exploratory, and scientific agency of the Unified Earth Government (UEG) and has acted as the emergency governing body of the human race at large for a time. The UNSC was formed in the 22nd century. The UNSC served mainly as overseer of United Nations military operations in space. The year is 2546. A bit after the horrible SPARTAN-I program.

UNSC, you are a SPARTAN.

You, a SPARTAN. Once a child, now, Supersoldier.

The Robinsons family have just crashed onto the unknown planet, lush with life on some parts, and frozen solid on other. They crashed on the freezing part. It was just them, Robot was not there yet. They were cold, and had just seen their Spaceship sink 100 feet below the frozen, freezing ice.