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Started off with some Black Arrow with some old friends on some new maps. Some office building one which is great and based upon one of the single player missions. Take out the entire opposing team twice in a row with some distraction techniques and all out Rambo charges
It breaks up after a while and me and my other friend who are left move onto Chaos Theory where we have some Deathmatch 1 on 1. I win easily as a merc then he wins extremely easily as a merc because I can't be assed to wait in vents and all that crap tonight. We have training mode on so we can chat whilst playing. After about 40 mins it's time for new opposition.
I accidentally join a friend's ranked game and after being previously given a severe owning by a rather drunk merc friend (see above) I decide I'm not ready for ranked stuff yet, staring down the barrel of 2 level 3 mercs as I am, and say I'm off as I don't want to do ranked. The american host doesn't throw a hissy fit and simply nods out an 'ok' and I go.
Now it's time for Halo 2 and it all becomes a blur of greatness. I joined either Biggles & co as they were leaving or some other friends first (I forget which) and end up palying with an all-american side. Oh crap, this could be bad apart from they're all decent and not one is a retard.
Over the next few hours we kick ass on numerous big team battles one of which I stroll in with the bomb and it's done. Then 2 rounds later I stroll in with the powersword, with the bomb guy behind me, take down two opponents and win the round effortlessly to my teammates obvious glee. We carry on picking up more people for our party as we go from the best the opposition has to offer.
It's now 8 in the morning, I've made an excellent new friend on Live and had one of the best nights I've ever had on Live.
It breaks up after a while and me and my other friend who are left move onto Chaos Theory where we have some Deathmatch 1 on 1. I win easily as a merc then he wins extremely easily as a merc because I can't be assed to wait in vents and all that crap tonight. We have training mode on so we can chat whilst playing. After about 40 mins it's time for new opposition.
I accidentally join a friend's ranked game and after being previously given a severe owning by a rather drunk merc friend (see above) I decide I'm not ready for ranked stuff yet, staring down the barrel of 2 level 3 mercs as I am, and say I'm off as I don't want to do ranked. The american host doesn't throw a hissy fit and simply nods out an 'ok' and I go.
Now it's time for Halo 2 and it all becomes a blur of greatness. I joined either Biggles & co as they were leaving or some other friends first (I forget which) and end up palying with an all-american side. Oh crap, this could be bad apart from they're all decent and not one is a retard.
Over the next few hours we kick ass on numerous big team battles one of which I stroll in with the bomb and it's done. Then 2 rounds later I stroll in with the powersword, with the bomb guy behind me, take down two opponents and win the round effortlessly to my teammates obvious glee. We carry on picking up more people for our party as we go from the best the opposition has to offer.
It's now 8 in the morning, I've made an excellent new friend on Live and had one of the best nights I've ever had on Live.
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I did today.
It was mucho fun.
It was mucho fun.
Hedfix wrote:
> It's now 8 in the morning, I've made an excellent new friend on Live
"It must be love, love looooooove"
You played till 8 in the morning? Yeebus!
> It's now 8 in the morning, I've made an excellent new friend on Live
"It must be love, love looooooove"
You played till 8 in the morning? Yeebus!
Started off with some Black Arrow with some old friends on some new maps. Some office building one which is great and based upon one of the single player missions. Take out the entire opposing team twice in a row with some distraction techniques and all out Rambo charges
It breaks up after a while and me and my other friend who are left move onto Chaos Theory where we have some Deathmatch 1 on 1. I win easily as a merc then he wins extremely easily as a merc because I can't be assed to wait in vents and all that crap tonight. We have training mode on so we can chat whilst playing. After about 40 mins it's time for new opposition.
I accidentally join a friend's ranked game and after being previously given a severe owning by a rather drunk merc friend (see above) I decide I'm not ready for ranked stuff yet, staring down the barrel of 2 level 3 mercs as I am, and say I'm off as I don't want to do ranked. The american host doesn't throw a hissy fit and simply nods out an 'ok' and I go.
Now it's time for Halo 2 and it all becomes a blur of greatness. I joined either Biggles & co as they were leaving or some other friends first (I forget which) and end up palying with an all-american side. Oh crap, this could be bad apart from they're all decent and not one is a retard.
Over the next few hours we kick ass on numerous big team battles one of which I stroll in with the bomb and it's done. Then 2 rounds later I stroll in with the powersword, with the bomb guy behind me, take down two opponents and win the round effortlessly to my teammates obvious glee. We carry on picking up more people for our party as we go from the best the opposition has to offer.
It's now 8 in the morning, I've made an excellent new friend on Live and had one of the best nights I've ever had on Live.
It breaks up after a while and me and my other friend who are left move onto Chaos Theory where we have some Deathmatch 1 on 1. I win easily as a merc then he wins extremely easily as a merc because I can't be assed to wait in vents and all that crap tonight. We have training mode on so we can chat whilst playing. After about 40 mins it's time for new opposition.
I accidentally join a friend's ranked game and after being previously given a severe owning by a rather drunk merc friend (see above) I decide I'm not ready for ranked stuff yet, staring down the barrel of 2 level 3 mercs as I am, and say I'm off as I don't want to do ranked. The american host doesn't throw a hissy fit and simply nods out an 'ok' and I go.
Now it's time for Halo 2 and it all becomes a blur of greatness. I joined either Biggles & co as they were leaving or some other friends first (I forget which) and end up palying with an all-american side. Oh crap, this could be bad apart from they're all decent and not one is a retard.
Over the next few hours we kick ass on numerous big team battles one of which I stroll in with the bomb and it's done. Then 2 rounds later I stroll in with the powersword, with the bomb guy behind me, take down two opponents and win the round effortlessly to my teammates obvious glee. We carry on picking up more people for our party as we go from the best the opposition has to offer.
It's now 8 in the morning, I've made an excellent new friend on Live and had one of the best nights I've ever had on Live.
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