Masterchief Get's a Myspace
Note: Thank you to the reviewers, and thank you Great Beaver for recognizing my work and letting me into your C2 Community.
Chapter 3. Damn!
"What the hell!" exclaimed John.
He was staring at the holograhic screen, and he was looking at Sgt. Johnson's profile. The background was pink, red, and black, and the text was red. A video displayed Johnson in a hot-tub with some hot chicks.
"How does that old man get all the chicks!"
Suddenly, a plasma bolt whizzed by. John killed the grunt who fired the bolt with his battle rifle.
"I want to tell him something."
Cortana nodded.
"Ask him how he gets all the chicks."
"Right away sir..."
Suddenly, the hologram died. Brutes started flooding the room.
"Sir! They cut off the internet connection!"
"Damn!"
John lobbed a grenade at the brutes, and fired some bursts.
"Sir, there's a seraph that we can high-jack!" yelled Cortana.
John tossed his last grenade, and ran across the room. He opened the door, and went inside the seraph. He closed the door, and flew into space. John noticed that there was an internet connection in the ship, and he could go to Myspace! He immediatly went to his account, and he checked his inbox. There was a reply!
He opened it and it said: Yo' dawg, I hook up chicks by showing my battle scars, you should do it too, but too bad for you, you have armor on! Muhahahha!
"Nooooo!" yelled John, "I'm going to log out for now."
Note: I'll update this fic soon, but I have to go to Korea for awhile.
