“Ah don’t know ‘bout yall, but Ah think he’s a good po—I-I mean, person,” Applejack said, shrugging.
“I agree; he was very polite in his declination of my services,” Rarity added, “Albeit, he tends to lose himself occasionally, but that’s acceptable considering his knowledge about proper etiquette around a lady.”
Four mares were seated inside a deserted Sugarcube Corner, which had been closed in the event of the “unveiling” of the super-soldier. Twilight had called Applejack, Rarity and Pinkie Pie here to discuss their experiences with John, and hopefully piece together something about the mysterious human.
“I think that’s just how he is around everypony, Rarity,” Twilight chuckled.
“Well, not around me!” Pinkie Pie cried, frowning. “He was super-duper quiet! I asked him, like, a bajillion-million questions! And he didn’t answer a single one! And I know he can talk, since I heard him talk back in the Everfree Forest, and I was all, ‘*GASP* YOU SPEAK EQUESTRIAN?’, and you guys were all, ‘Pinkie, what’re you talking about?’ And I was—”
“Well, for starters, Pinkie, did you even let him speak?” Twilight asked, raising a brow.
Pinkie tapped her chin thoughtfully. “Hmm... Nope!”
The girls shared a moment of laughter. “That’s Pinkie for you!” Twilight squeaked out between giggles.
After they had all calmed down sufficiently, Applejack turned to Twilight, addressing her, “So, why exactly have ya gathered us here today, Twi? Somethin’ on yer mind?”
Twilight nodded, “Yes. I wanted to ask you all a few questions about experience with John. Applejack,” She turned towards the farmpony, “You’ve had the most contact with him; any quirks that you’ve noticed?”
Applejack scrunched up her face. “Well, Ah’ve noticed that he has a tendency to stare off into space a lot. Like he’s… remeniscin’ ‘bout somethin’,” She said.
“Yes, I’ve noticed that, too. And I’ve only met him once,” Rarity added.
“Did you girls ever ask him any questions?” Twilight inquired.
Applejack smiled sheepishly. “Other than askin’ him what he’d like from the table, no.”
Rarity shook her head. “He never said a word other than, ‘thank-you’.”
“He didn’t even say a word to me!” Pinkie Pie cried exasperatedly. “You girls are so lucky!”
Twilight took a sip from her glass of milk before looking up. “In any case, I think we should all do our best to uncover what we can about him.” She gazed at the table sadly. “It bothers me to see him so down all the time. I’m sure it’s just an average case of posttraumatic stress disorder, but coupled with the fact that he just lost someone important to him, I don’t know how well he’ll be able to cope.”
Applejack and Rarity exchanged nervous glances. “I don’t know, Twilight,” Rarity said cautiously, “This doesn’t seem like something you can just ask about. He’s very secretive about his past, and I know that ponies with PTSD usually dislike talking about the events that caused such mental trauma.”
“I agree, Twi. Even though he’s not a pony, he’s practically one at heart,” Applejack said, “Maybe we’d rather have him try an’ forget his past instead of acceptin’ and movin’ on. It’s a big step to be takin’ so quickly,” She explained.
Twilight frowned, turning away from the table. “I know, girls. It’s just that it pains me to see him like this. I just feel terrible, since he saved my life back in that forest. And all I can do is watch him retreat into himself.”
Pinkie Pie appeared next to Twilight, resting a foreleg on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, Twilight. You’re already doing everything you can for him, and I’m sure he appreciates it. Just give him some time to wrap his head around the recent events. If Applejack was right about him being a pony at heart, time is the best medicine for him right now.”
The three mares slowly turned their astonished gazes towards the pink pastel pony. Pinkie Pie blinked. “What? I can be intelligent, too!”
“Pinkie Pie, you are so random!” They all cried in unison, collapsing into another gale of laughter.
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John watched as the late afternoon sun slowly began to sink behind the distant buildings. He sighed, fatigue washing over him. It had been a four hour-long process of answering questions about how he had arrived, and what he was, not to mention convincing these equines that he really meant no harm, and that he would do his best not to interfere with their everyday activities.
For now, he only wanted to be alone.
A single red blip appeared behind him on the motion tracker. “Who’s there?” John asked without looking.
“U-uh, Mr. Spartan, sir?” inquired an unfamiliar feminine voice.
John slowly stood, turning to face the speaker. It was a young unicorn; this one bearing a turquoise coat and mane, a white streak running through her flowing hair. She gazed up at him with a pair of dazzling gold eyes. A smile lit up her face. “Wow! A human up-close… This is just too cool!” She squeaked under her breath.
John narrowed his eyes at her. “You need something?”
“O-oh! I just wanted to talk, considering you’re the first human I’ve ever seen!” She replied happily, “I always knew you guys were real! My friends never believed me,” She said, her eyes drifting downwards.
John’s eyebrow flicked upwards, but he remained silent.
“But you’re living, breathing proof that I’m right!” She squealed happily, moving closer to John. She extended a hoof, beaming a smile. “I’m Lyra Heartstrings! Nice to meetcha!”
John looked at the hoof stupidly before realizing what gesture this was. He knelt and took her hoof gently, shaking once before releasing her. “Likewise.” He took a step back, unsure of what to make of this unicorn. She didn’t seem hostile towards him; just a bit unnaturally friendly.
“So, what’s it like?” The unicorn inquired, “Back home, anyways.”
“It’s…” Memories flashed behind John’s eyes. The Covenant finding Earth. Discovery of the portal. Flood arriving. Elites glassing half a continent.
John shook his head, looking at the buildings behind her. “It’s a lot like your world; only more technologically advanced.”
The unicorn was temporarily stymied by his delayed reply, but all signs of confusion quickly left her face. “O-oh. I see. Like, exactly the same? I always imagined that humans would live something dynamically different from us.”
John turned away, gritting his teeth. Simply talking to anybody always caused him to recall unwanted memories. “Sorry to be cutting our chat short. I’m a bit weary from standing for four hours.”
“O-oh… I see,” The unicorn replied, her voice sounding crestfallen. “Can we talk tomorrow, then?”
John shook his head, “No. I need… I need to collect myself.”
“Oh. Okay… Sorry to bother you…” The unicorn’s voice trailed off as her retreating hoofsteps became fainter and fainter. Eventually, John was left in the silence of the fading sunset.
There it was again. That brief moment of regret…
He barely blinked when the Princess of the Sun sidled up next to him. “Come with me. I need to show you something.”
John glanced at her. “Pardon?”
The Princess started off, talking as she went, “It’s time that I explain why I’ve been so hostile to you. I think you deserve to know; it is about humans, anyways.” She stopped a short distance away, fixing him with a serious gaze.
John’s eyes narrowed before he approached the Princess, nodding once. Her horn glowed, and the two of them disappeared, leaving the small hillside barren of any activity. Save for one pair of curious eyes.
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John felt himself being pieced back together, atom by atom. A quick spell of dizziness washed over him before disappearing completely. John took a quick glance around him, noting that they were no longer in the clearing.
They had materialized in a library of sorts. Large red curtains were draped over enormous windows that lined the walls. Enormous shelves, packed with books, formed hundreds of rows, some equipped with ladders while others had a severe lack thereof.
He could feel the Princess’s gaze fixed on him. “What?” He asked, turning to face her.
“Nothing; it’s just that I’m surprised you took to teleporting so well.” The Princess said, raising a brow.
“I’ve been through it before,” John replied.
The Princess looked as though she was going to ask a question, but she obviously decided against it by changing the subject, “Well, then, keep up. We have much to talk about, although there is little time to explain,” She passed several rows of bookshelves before arriving at a large cul-de-sac in the walls, the bookshelves forming a palisade of sorts. “As this is something that not even my sister knows, and I must share this with you before she returns.”
John took a glance around the surrounding bookcases. “Why must it remain secret?”
“To protect my subjects, many things must remain a secret.” The Princess stated simply. John felt an involuntary chill run down his spine.
“Then why am I not a secret?” John asked.
The Princess of the Sun frowned, staring back at him. After a pregnant pause, she answered him, “If you put it that way, it was because I didn’t find you first, and I lack the ability to wipe minds of their memories, specifically of fairly shocking ones.”
John sighed. For some odd reason, it was a relief to him that she couldn’t do everything. He also felt a bit guilty for putting words in her mouth upon realizing why she had given him that look.
“As for this secret…” Her horn lit up with an azure aura, and four books immediately lit up with the same glow. They were pulled back at random in a sequence John couldn’t exactly keep up with. As soon as her aura faded, the bookshelves gave a low groan, and the closest shelf swung outwards, towards the Princess. A space just large enough for three people standing shoulder-to-shoulder to enter through appeared behind it, although nothing was visible inside due to the lack of light.
“John, your lights, please.”
John’s hand drifted to his headlamp switch, flicking it on. A spiraling staircase revealed itself in the darkness of the passage, the walls only broken at certain intervals by a torch brazier.
John nearly stumbled when the floor suddenly evened out, the staircase ending at a large door. John squinted, examining the carvings that decorated the oak structure.
Hundreds upon hundreds of carvings were etched into the wood. Many depicted enormous battles being waged among nearly incomprehensible bipeds, obviously humans, the long lines of phalanxes and arrows raining down on opposing armies, the battlefield’s line being drawn down the middle of the door.
“This… This is man-made.” John breathed, reaching out to touch the door.
“Yes; this is one of the last human artifacts known to this world, John,” The Princess said, “This door was wrested from the great Gryphon-Pony wars during my post-Discordian reign.” She flicked her tail, glancing back at John. “Few know of its existence.”
John returned her gaze. “So, I’m not the first human to arrive?”
“I’m sure Twilight must’ve mentioned something about humans existing in Prequestria?”
“…Prequestria?” Was all John could manage.
The Princess sighed. “Just stay close; I’ll explain as we go.”
The doors swung inward, the handles enveloped in the glow of Princess Celestia’s azure magic. A long corridor stretched before them, the walls lined with iron doors at certain intervals. More ‘secrets.’ John supposed.
“Prequestria is Equestria before it was known as such,” The Princess began, “It was long ago, when the three species of ponies, the pegasi, earth ponies and unicorns lived together in one city-state. This was known commonly as Paradise Estate. For many years, they lived in relative peace, although their numbers remained small due to the fact that nearly the entire population remained dominantly female.
“One fateful afternoon, a villain by the name of Tirek arrived near Paradise Estate, carrying one of the most frightening weapons known to ponykind. The Rainbow of Darkness. This ‘rainbow’ had the power to transform anything it touched into a mindless beast, with only the desire to serve the holder of the ‘rainbow’.”
John couldn’t help a scoff. These names were sounding like something out of a long-cancelled cartoon.
Ignoring this, the Princess continued, “He attacked Paradise Estate from his newly-built fortress of Midnight Castle, raiding the city-state for its pony populace in hopes of acquiring beasts to pull his sky-chariot. If he used the Rainbow of Darkness while he was airborne, he would be able to enslave animals into his will by the hundreds. Using this method, he could raise an army large enough to conquer the entire planet of Equus.
“However, the ponies of Paradise Estate had other plans. A lone Pegasus, Firefly, left the castle to search for outside help. What she found was something that was suspected to be long-lost, and long forgotten. A human being.”
John’s ears perked up. She had his attention.
“Her full name is still a mystery, but she went by the name of Megan. With the help of this human, the ponies left to find a way to defeat Tirek and his Rainbow of Darkness, converting it into a Rainbow of Light.”
Original. John coughed to mask his chuckle.
“When Tirek’s reign was lifted, his servant was transformed into a prince, revealed to be the heir to a throne long forgotten. The ponies praised this man as their new ruler, who provided a long and prosperous rule,” The Princess stopped at one of the doors, this one no different from the rest. John presumed that this was their stop. “It was towards the end of his reign that this long-held peace crumbled.”
The door swung open, a relatively large room yawning within the darkened doorway. She stepped through, her horn flaring once, causing two massive braziers on the opposing walls to ignite. John’s eyes widened at the sight.
Rows and rows of human weapons, from melee to a variety of projectile weapons, lay in a huge array. Swords, maces, lances, falchions and axes lay arranged in rows, their surfaces glinting dully in the orange torchlight. His eyes swept across their wooden handles and hafts, eventually reaching the projectile weapons. His brow raised at the sight of a flintlock pistol, the metal barrel gilded with gold.
“Is that…?”
“Yes; That is how I knew what your ‘weapon’ was.” The Princess said, revealing John’s M6D pistol among the ‘relics’. With a flick of her magic, she tossed it to John, who caught it deftly before holstering it.
“But it sounds as if humans were able to peacefully co-exist.” John asked.
“They did, but only under the first and last of the human kings,” The Princess replied, “When a particular draconequus appeared, he was easily able to stir the aggressive nature of humans. Especially one particular weakness humans had a tendency to share…”
Princess Celestia’s face darkened. “…Greed.”
John had seen this coming. When he didn’t respond, the Princess continued, “With the assassination of the king, encouraged by our dear draconequus, Discord, came the fall of the human reign. Small civil skirmishes escalated into full-scale war for resources between different nations, and the humans even cast off their pony-allies, turning against them when they attempted to resolve the conflict with treaties and compromises. Eventually, war was all that encompassed the world of Equis. It was only a matter of time before the motivation of the war drove them to develop powerful and advanced weapons, both sides attempting to one-up the other in how many they could kill with a single device."
“How was it resolved?” John ventured.
The Princess blinked. “It wasn't. You wiped yourselves out.”
The Spartan was slightly taken aback, but managed to keep his composure.
"Your species' greatest advantage turned out to be your greatest weakness: Your ability to invent." The Princess turned away, facing the massive array of weapons. "All it took was a gentle nudge over the edge, and instead of beneficial inventions, your creativity was turned to items of more malicious intent. Although I'd say your greed and eagerness to fight are just as terrible."
The alicorn turned to face John. "That is why I had my doubts about you. Especially after you nearly killed Applejack's brother. I did realize you were defending yourself, however, so I refrained from immediately labeling you as one of those miserable creatures that had destroyed our home eons ago. But when I heard that you nearly killed my student, my views were quick to change. I'm sure this was obvious when I brought you in after incarcerating you?"
"It wasn't hard to notice," John admitted.
"So why I brought you down here is to ask you a question."
"Which would be?"
"Why should I tolerate you, a member of a species that brought upon its own extinction, and nearly devastated the world beyond repair?"
John paused, thinking for a moment. "Ma'am, how long did the humans live here in Equis?"
"It was an eon-and-a-half. Why do you ask?"
"With all due respect (Although, deep down, he really didn't mean it), my species has been living around ten-thousand years. We've had major wars in that duration, but we still exist today, despite having the means to completely destroy each other in an instant."
When the Princess's face registered slight surprise, John continued. "As for fighting, it is in our nature. But it can be controlled, and even turned against those that wish to exterminate us."
"Who would want to exterminate you?" Celestia ventured.
The soldier opened his mouth to reply, but quickly shut it. After a few seconds, he turned away. "All I ask is that you do not pass me as something that enjoys killing my own species."
"Why do you do it, then?"
"Because I must. It's why I exist; I am a soldier."
"Isn't it your duty to protect people rather than slaughter them?" the Princess shot back.
"My duty is to follow orders," John replied sternly. "Just as your soldiers are expected to do the same. And if my orders entail me being forced to subdue others with lethal force, I will follow them."
"And what were you saying earlier about enjoying killing your own kind?"
"I never said I enjoy it."
"Then why do you continue to be a soldier?"
John thought for a moment. "I can easily tell you how to eliminate a hostile that has you in a sleeper hold. I can calculate adjustments I would need to make if I was trying to take down a high value target from exactly a mile and a half away, taking both the Coriolis effect and windspeed/direction into account. But..." The Spartan thought for another moment before continuing. "I don't have a perfect golf swing."
This caught the Princess off-guard. John went on. "I don't know all the words to a single song. I don't know how to bake a cake. I can't play basketball to save my life."
A third pause followed. "I continue to be a soldier because being a soldier is all I know."
The Princess regarded the soldier with a curious stare. Ignoring it, the Spartan moved towards the door. "Besides, if I truly enjoyed fighting, you'd be dead already."
He pushed his way past the partially closed door, leaving a very confused Princess behind.
seems legitimate. firtsy faustness?
Damn. I wonder how Celestia is going to react when she learns what happened with the Covenant.
OH SNAP
THE SPARTAN SMILED
and yeah the entire anihalation of the human race I equestria is shocking too..
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Aww, bless her at the end!
But that whole "exterminating the human race" part seems a tad ooc, as well as downright terrifying! I'm amazed John managed to take that as well as he did, seeing as he was facing an alien that had single handedly destroyed human civilization on Equis...
Nice
yay new chapter
And we slowly chip away at the Spartan's outer shell, slowly making our way to the deeper, darker secrets...
I really want Celestia to find out what happened with the Covenant and how the humans lived on from their genocide.
"..You make me sound old"
S'cuse you are!
1087870 uhh the human race is already being exterminated
not much to be pissed about
Huh................well that's a new side of Celestia..........if the humans they killed had guns.........why no pony muskets????
Anyways nice chapter!
It may just be me, but having JUST come out of a war against aliens who were hell bent on wiping out humanity and then finding out that ANOTHER alien species managed to do that exact thing, at least on that planet, seems to me it sould have provoked more of a reaction out of our wayward SPARTAN if you are going with the emotional chief instead of the Halo Chief.
GASP* every time a spartan smiles santa says the covenant loses another battle!!!
Two things:
1.) M90 shotgun or M6 pistol?
2.) Really? He's been fighting to protect humanity from genocide for so long, he just drops when it did happen (and with one of the war criminals standing right in front of him) like that. I'm calling BS on that. It makes no logical sense. A soldier doesn't just drop his duty like that, (by international human law, there is no statute of limitations for a war crime, and there is no good excuse for it) and even with her parents "exiling" themselves, that doesn't mean that they can just walk away from a crime like that. Once again, this story seems to be following a path that makes no sense, and is becoming like every other failed Halo/MLP cross out there. No warrior with PTSD would accept a friend like that, much less one who has treated said soldier with NO respect and treated him like a criminal. In a more realistic reaction, "No" is the only proper response. Especially from someone with PTSD, and for more than one reason.
Sweet
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...I am simply waiting till everypony finds out about what happened with the Covenant... Celestia would think the humans were child-toys
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1. Fixed.
2. True; in hindsight, it would be WAY OOC for someone with PTSD to accept her friendship. Even though I tried to make John's response ambiguous, it doesn't change the fact that this went way too smoothly.
This'll change in a rewrite, but I don't want to make major changes until the story is completed. Thanks for taking the time to critique it.
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Glad to see that you took the criticism the way it was intended. I was worried a bit after I reread what I submitted that it was meant to help improve. I do like the story, and am worried to see it go down the same path that so many other Halo/MLP stories have gone (and died on).
Covenant time?
Ha! Old My Little Pony reference...from like 1984 or something.
me and my friends stand by this
the Princess is a BITCH
I still think my interview was better :P
I feel that he needs to call her out on the fact that she committed Genocide and her punishment was becoming a princess for centuries. And her parents punishment was to leave this one planet and keep traveling the galaxy.
Why does the Alicorns happen to arrive into a world where there are other Equines?
I never really liked the idea that Celestia is a super goddess in crossovers with sci fi. Kinda throws everything around.
Then again I'm not sure if he is in another planet or an AU.
I'm surprised the Covenant-War didn't come up in the interview. It would be a nice bridge to make Celestia realize she was wrong. Would be fun if Luna was spying on her.
I wonder how they will react to his fights with The Flood. Dear god, even they gave John nightmares.
"Would you be my friend?"
"Yeah....no. Just leave me alone. I wouldn't want you close to me with a 5 foot pole thank you. Also, where is this Discord so i can put a bullet in him. Problem will be solved in less than a second."
So she blames humans, even though Discord was the start of the problem....and she destroys them....Am I missing something here? That...that is faulty as fuck.
Then again, WW1 started with an assassination of an Archduke and spread out from there. So there is that.
I don't how to feel about this chapter. It is well thought out and you managed to bring in former MLP storyline (Shudders) But the whole deal with Celestia and her family destroying humans because of Discord kind of leave it in bad taste. I mean, what about humans that didn't want war? I know for a fact there is always some humans that don't want to fight, did they kill them too? What about the children, did they kill them in the slaughter? They couldn't just take them away and raised them under their wings?
If so, then in Chief's mind, she is just as bad the Covenant, who slaughtered man, women, and child because they were "Human". Hell, i wouldn't want to be in same damn country as Celestia, let alone be her friend.
I am leaning slightly less to the negative here. But you did explain a lot of her hostility to the Chief.
1088201 Shameless self-promotion on my story?
She was obviously left behind to watch over Luna.
I know it would be easy for me to just have the Chief mention this, but it's something he really wants to avoid at the moment. He's not the kind of guy to simply throw it out to show Celestia wrong after she just admitted a fault, as amusing as it would be.
1088206 Yeah. Ghost-091 was kind enough to point that out for me in a previous critique.
Although you did add a curveball to the whole 'genocide' bit. Thanks for the critique.
so question quick one did Equestria used to be planet Earth? And how long was John in cyro for? Also is the UNSC still around? Or is Equestria just on a totally different planet all together? And also humans are still alive and John isnt the last? cant wait for the next chapter
he forgives too easily....i would have just shot her :P
I think he was a little too accepting of that decision. Did he himself not come from another war that was fighting against Genocide?
1088224 Hmmmm yes quite.
Is it wrong that I want celestia full of bullet holes and lit on fire I mean if I found out this pony just committed genocide against the human race I would go apeshit and a lot of stuff would be obliterated i mean I would personaly send a signal out to the covenant for this planet to be glasses
1088224 Tch, fine Mr. Goody two-shoes
Update! Yes! *Fist pumps*
Spartan cracks a smile.
Seems Legit. :D :P
Well, awesome update. Thanks Blazer
1087846 no shit, john learning that his race was exterminated by a bunch of ponies before and now with a technologically advanced race of aliens bent on doing the same. Shit is going to hit the fan and hit everyone on the way down.
Assuming that this is taking place in the same universe as our own, ( i dont recall anything saying it wasent) i would love jon to exsplain to celestia how he possably saved there entire species by preventing the halo ring from firing.
And this is supposed to be Master Chief, protector of humanity? Friend of a genocidal bitch that got away pretty much scot-free along with her entire family of sick bastards? Riiiiight. Shame on your characterization, dude.
Also, Celestia's magical aura is yellow, not azure.
better hope Chiefs superiors don’t learn about her little war crime.
Assuming that this is taking place in the same universe as our own, ( i dont recall anything saying it wasn't) i would love jon to exsplain to celestia how he possably saved there entire species by preventing the halo ring from firing.
1.- S-117 smiling? Wow
2.- have an aplause, hwy? Just because :P i1.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/000/230/362/520.gif
Easy solutions for immediate problems. Makes me think of the nuclear bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki really. Regardless of what history said, the nuclear option really was the easy way out, even though hundreds of thousands of people died, simply because it was a question of choosing one people over another. From a tactical standpoint, humans were Discord's most powerful weapon, and so in removing that weapon, made overthrowing him significantly easier. The fact that it was genocide doesn't even factor in until there's time to consider it after all is said and done.
Wonder how she would react to hearing about what the Covenant did to humans? Not well, I think. Not well at all.
1087976 ate you kidding? Covenant loses a battle when a soartan wiggles his/her little finger. When a spartan smiles, a prophet gets raped in the butt with a spork.
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1088985 My Princesses, so mature!
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I was talking to the author, which I doubt you are.
tell em about the flood and the covanent
Master Chief is smiling? John never smiles. He's like K in that regard. Therefore something terrible is going to happen to a certain Princess when she's least expecting it. Also if they want to cheer him up Twilight and the rest of our adorable ragtag group of ponies should challenge him to a game of capture the flag! Because that could only end well for everyone involved.
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Nah, it's just that you were complaining without giving criticism. If you're going to complain on a story how the author didn't do something right leave a polite comment of what was wrong and explain why; or just write your own damn story. I'm sure the author has his reasons for Chief doing what he's doing. Also, I think that image is bigger than the size limit Knightly enforced on pictures, just a warning so you don't get in trouble.
Summery, in case you're too lazy to read what I said: No need to be a fucking dick.
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I have to agree where is the badass i know and love?
No offense to the story or its writer cause its a great story But.........
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Wheres this guy?
1089230 Yeah, I gotta agree. I shouldn't have assumed the author knows how MC would act if he wrote... this. Still no reason to tell me to 'eat a dick', moreso because I didn't attack anyone personally. Shame on you, homie.
Well, then let's do it.
John wouldn't take these news NEARLY as well as you made him. Seriously, a protector of his caliber accepting Celestia's story more passively than the okay guy isn't a protector, it's an OoC farce. The real Chief, as we see him in-game with the most of the little characterization he has, wouldn't exactly go thermonuclear on the ponies (it was a different humanity after all), but he sure as all hell would re-double his efforts to find even the faintest, most obscure possibility of returning to the USNC and warning them to at least keep an eye out on Equestria, since it's a planet with an almost-deity not reluctant to kill off an entire sentient, sapient species.
Hah, I see that G1 story in there. Nice work.