But, so many of your heroes wear tights! Like Batman! And… Magellan!
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Posted by Shawn Handyside on May 4, 2010 · 4:22 PM
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A Needler in one's kneecap must be painfull
And now I will do an interpretive dance describing the pain in my kneecap, set to the Blue Danube…
*explosion*
This is why Spartans do not take ballet. You will be shot first.
~*~
FIRST!!!!
At least his performance was killer.
OBJECTION! This is Reach! …Or Sparta. I'm not really sure.
''Lord save me I am vanquished..and pink…and silly looking. Oh woe is I!!''
Don't you mean killed?
*BADUMTSH I KILLED THE JOKE D:*
This is not Sparta…
I am lost…D:
This is not Sparta…
I am lost…D:
SPARTANS!
TONIGHT! WE DANCE! IN HELL!
It is, in fact, Athens.
It is, in fact, Athens.
It is, in fact, Athens.
It is, in fact, Athens.
It is, in fact, Athens.
I hear Satan's a killer breakdancer.
But the directions told me I was dining in Hell here.
A Needler in one's kneecap must be painfull
One again another example that Halo 3 is fucking fabulous.
DOUBLE GRAMMAR HAMMER!
It's spelled "painful" and you had no ending punctuation.
DOUBLE GRAMMAR HAMMER!
It's spelled "painful" and you had no ending punctuation.
OBJECTION! This is Reach! …Or Sparta. I'm not really sure.
Boy, 300 sure sounds like a comedy if the Spartans were dancers…
SPARTANS! What is your profession?!
WE DANCE! WE DANCE! WE DANCE *cue in dancescene*
"It's not pink, it's lightish red!"
"It's not pink, it's lightish red!"
simpsons reference?
from the good old days?!
aww that just made my day today :D
''Lord save me I am vanquished..and pink…and silly looking. Oh woe is I!!''
''Lord save me I am vanquished..and pink…and silly looking. Oh woe is I!!''
Spartan Newfag: Whoa, I love the new sticky light-BOOM!
Don't you mean killed?
*BADUMTSH I KILLED THE JOKE D:*
It was drop dead beautiful.
Wouldn't it just be easier to use your Wolfite powers on me?
That's what she said.
Especially when they have needler rounds in their legs.
Persian: Our arrows will block out the spotlights!
Stelios: Then we will dance in the shade.
This is Madness. You need to head East to get to Sparta.
I hear Satan's a killer breakdancer.
I hear Satan's a killer breakdancer.
Oh, a Needler in my kneecap. Can't be that ba-
BOOM.
Oh, a Needler in my kneecap. Can't be that ba-
BOOM.
This is why the movie is called "Men in Tights," not "Men in Armor."
THIS! IS! BALLET!
*starts dancing and kicks him off stage*
No, that's later tonight.
"there's a word for that its called pink"
All we require is an offerring of dancing….and water.
Ballet?
THIS! IS! OPERA!
Dibs on conducting.
Poor Spartan just wants to be with you, and make believe with you…
harmony harmony~
No. Bad Alpar. Don't make me get the spray bottle.
+1 for Robot Unicorns
Wouldn't it just be easier to use your Wolfite powers on me?
Wouldn't it just be easier to use your Wolfite powers on me?
dancing and water? You'll find plenty of both in 'Flashdance'
Here is a man, enlisted into the combat forces against his own will. He did not believe in fighting, for he was but a dancer, seeking approval from those near him. His unit was called upon to defend a base against a well-known and well-feared Covenant military force. He figured that this may be the chance where he could avoid pointless slaughter and bewilder a large crowd with his graceful moves. He donned his pink armor and wore his lucky flower charm, and was sent on his way, along with the rest of his fellow soldiers.
The base was bustling with soldiers, arming themselves and planning against the oncoming threat. The Pink Spartan looked down upon them from their dropship, he smiled from behind his visor and thought to himself Today, I'll be the hero. After they landed, the base's Lieutenant approached the Spartan unit and quickly briefed them of their current defense strategy: hold out for more reinforcements. But for how long? The army was getting closer and there were possibly thousands of them. The Pink Spartan approached the Lieutenant and said "Don't worry, I think we'll hold out."
"That's… what I like to hear, Spartan," he said in a disgusted tone, eying the Spartan from head to toe and then he just walked away.
Two hours passed, and the Covenant force was just beyond the hills, waiting. What were they waiting for? They could've just stormed the base and taken it with their numbers. They knew what was about to happen. They were all going to die. Everyone had a disdainful look on their face, but beneath the Pink Spartan's visor, he was smiling brightly, knowing that today he would be the hero. Today he would save everyone. Today he would get the approval he was looking for. The Lieutenant walked over to his soldiers with a sorrowful look on his face, "The Covenant just sent us a message, boys… 'We have four-thousand soldiers. Surrender your base or be destroyed.' So… what's it gonna be, do you want to retreat while you still have lives?" A silence broke over the crowd of soldiers, they looked at each other with a fear in their eyes. Four-thousand? Surely staying here would be suicide! But the Pink Spartan did not go silent. He immediately stood proud and straight, and said in a confident voice, "I will stay and fight, I have confidence that we will win this day, and we will go home unscarred!"
The Lieutenant, knowing though that the odds were heavily stacked against them, upon hearing his moving speech, smiled. He smiled and looked upon the rest of the unit, "So, you boys wanna run away or are you going to stand and fight?" Each of soldiers, motivated by the Pink Spartan's short speech, stood up and said "I will fight," until all the soldiers were standing. And then they applauded him. The Spartan, looked around with surprise. Maybe this was the true approval he was seeking? The applause was quickly interrupted by the sounds of turrets being fired. The soldiers looked just over the hills to notice blue streaks arcing across the sky, right towards their position. Each soldier quickly made a run for cover, while the Pink Spartan dropped his gun and ran towards the source of the shots. The shots hit the ground behind the Spartan with a deafening boom, sending soldiers and debris flying in every direction. He turned to observe the carnage the blast had created, staring in utter shock for a moment before turning to be met with an oncoming wave of Covenant infantry. He shook in fear for a moment, and then he remembered what he was here to do. He quickly took a stance, he held the tips of his fingers together above his head and stood on the tips of his toes. The remaining soldiers and the Covenant looked upon him with confusion. The Pink Spartan quickly took a bow, spun around and hummed a faint melody…
And he danced. He danced, with thousands of soldiers as his audience and a field of battle as his stage, and he bewildered them. He danced until his audience saw that there needed to be an early closure on his performance. He danced until he exploded into a fine array of crimson giblets.
The entire unit of soldiers quickly fell to the Covenant's numbers.
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-Mixes in some red clothes into his whites-
its a bottle of spray that stops you doing that…DUH!
"Remaking" isn't exactly the word. "Pulled from my ass because it was three in the morning and I was bored" is more like it, actually.
still -- effort!
"there's a word for that its called pink"
"there's a word for that its called pink"
Here is a man, enlisted into the combat forces against his own will. He did not believe in fighting, for he was but a dancer, seeking approval from those near him. His unit was called upon to defend a base against a well-known and well-feared Covenant military force. He figured that this may be the chance where he could avoid pointless slaughter and bewilder a large crowd with his graceful moves. He donned his pink armor and wore his lucky flower charm, and was sent on his way, along with the rest of his fellow soldiers.
The base was bustling with soldiers, arming themselves and planning against the oncoming threat. The Pink Spartan looked down upon them from their dropship, he smiled from behind his visor and thought to himself Today, I'll be the hero. After they landed, the base's Lieutenant approached the Spartan unit and quickly briefed them of their current defense strategy: hold out for more reinforcements. But for how long? The army was getting closer and there were possibly thousands of them. The Pink Spartan approached the Lieutenant and said "Don't worry, I think we'll hold out."
"That's… what I like to hear, Spartan," he said in a disgusted tone, eying the Spartan from head to toe and then he just walked away.
Two hours passed, and the Covenant force was just beyond the hills, waiting. What were they waiting for? They could've just stormed the base and taken it with their numbers. They knew what was about to happen. They were all going to die. Everyone had a disdainful look on their face, but beneath the Pink Spartan's visor, he was smiling brightly, knowing that today he would be the hero. Today he would save everyone. Today he would get the approval he was looking for. The Lieutenant walked over to his soldiers with a sorrowful look on his face, "The Covenant just sent us a message, boys… 'We have four-thousand soldiers. Surrender your base or be destroyed.' So… what's it gonna be, do you want to retreat while you still have lives?" A silence broke over the crowd of soldiers, they looked at each other with a fear in their eyes. Four-thousand? Surely staying here would be suicide! But the Pink Spartan did not go silent. He immediately stood proud and straight, and said in a confident voice, "I will stay and fight, I have confidence that we will win this day, and we will go home unscarred!"
The Lieutenant, knowing though that the odds were heavily stacked against them, upon hearing his moving speech, smiled. He smiled and looked upon the rest of the unit, "So, you boys wanna run away or are you going to stand and fight?" Each of soldiers, motivated by the Pink Spartan's short speech, stood up and said "I will fight," until all the soldiers were standing. And then they applauded him. The Spartan, looked around with surprise. Maybe this was the true approval he was seeking? The applause was quickly interrupted by the sounds of turrets being fired. The soldiers looked just over the hills to notice blue streaks arcing across the sky, right towards their position. Each soldier quickly made a run for cover, while the Pink Spartan dropped his gun and ran towards the source of the shots. The shots hit the ground behind the Spartan with a deafening boom, sending soldiers and debris flying in every direction. He turned to observe the carnage the blast had created, staring in utter shock for a moment before turning to be met with an oncoming wave of Covenant infantry. He shook in fear for a moment, and then he remembered what he was here to do. He quickly took a stance, he held the tips of his fingers together above his head and stood on the tips of his toes. The remaining soldiers and the Covenant looked upon him with confusion. The Pink Spartan quickly took a bow, spun around and hummed a faint melody…
And he danced. He danced, with thousands of soldiers as his audience and a field of battle as his stage, and he bewildered them. He danced until his audience saw that there needed to be an early closure on his performance. He danced until he exploded into a fine array of crimson giblets.
The entire unit of soldiers quickly fell to the Covenant's numbers.
Never knew Spartans could dance in armour
was she a painter?
Too read; didnt long
re-making this whole text yourself definately earned you a +1 for effort!
GEDDIT? SHOT FIRST AND THEN FIRST? hehe you crack us up…
apparently the spartan also forgot to take off some of the needles from his (or hers) acupuncture procedure!
Or just colourdeaf?
Is it of the new brand geass?
We should teach the terrorists ballet. Would make a helluva easy job for security.
Nice pic, good to see some Halo Reach on here now.
As for comments, I do not get what is going on here…
Ah, ok, the comments are back to normal now…
Nice pic! Can't wait to play Halo Reach and get my graceful on!
dammit now i'm singing that song all day ~Oh love~
dammit now i'm singing that song all day ~Oh love~
Well, square dancing maybe. Possibly clogging. The can-can might have a chance, but only like 23% tops.
Ah, ok, the comments are back to normal now…
Nice pic! Can't wait to play Halo Reach and get my graceful on!
ohhh snap!
let me in on summa dat!
Ballet?
…
THIS!
IS!
KANKAAAN!
dammit now i'm singing that song all day ~Oh love~
that seems logical….
lets do it!
Battle? I thought you said Ballet!
It was to die for!
Move over, Michael Flatley!
Alright, thumbs up, let's do this. LEEROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOY JEEEEENKIIIIINS!!
who cares if spartans are pink?
why is that pink needle is on that spartan?
colonel_obvious is a nuter
"What is it? Is it a spider? GET IT OFF!"
Evade looks pretty awesome when you do it with plasma grenades attached to you.
Also, that Spartan USED to be a Spartan, then took a needle to the knee.
Literally, look at their left knee.