Friendly neighborhood self-confessed laconophilia, whose armor suits him, but it can not hide that mark (Nothing ever will), who was prepared the very moment that he let his arrow fly, that’ll slay anything that's evil (that's his deal), who will never die (just go Missing In Action), who's desperate to regain his honor, who has the innate ability to be overlooked and ignored, who hides a bitter heart under a veneer of lovable idiot, and who knows deep down that Who I am is not who I want to be...
I've been used as the base model for 4 Marvel Sketch Cards, 1 Topps Star Wars Galaxies trading card, a Star Wars Insider cover image, and a T-Shirt at Hot Topic.
It’s freaking Spartan Ops, the whole goal is to work together, and yet this immature idiot spent the entire game, the entire game, team killing everyone. I politely asked him three times to please stop team killing as this was the last chapter of Spartan Ops I needed to beat on Legendary, to which I get a text message of and I quote “LOLOLOLOLO.”
I don’t get people, I really don’t. I never even raised my voice, I simply plugged in my mic just to say, “Hey man, you think you could lay off the team killing so we could just finish this chapter?”
Stops his tank, turns around, boosts right over me, “LOLOLOLO” message.