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halobirthdays · 5 months

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Happy birthday to The Weapon!

Today is her -536th birthday!

When Catherine Halsey flash-cloned herself to use her brain as the blueprint for an AI, she made multiple copies, kept in a sealed lab under CASTLE base on Reach. When Reach fell, she abandoned the copies until the rise of Cortana and the Created forced her to send Blue Team back to retrieve them.

Halsey used an extra clone to make an exact copy of Cortana, one that could mimic her and infiltrate her defenses on Zeto Halo. That copy would become the Weapon, created to contain Cortana for retrieveal and destruction by Master Chief. Key information about her origin and the mission were kept from her to prevent corruption. Once her mission was complete, she would automatically be deleted.

The Weapon was deployed just as the Banished attacked the UNSC Infinity. She was able to find and isolate Cortana, believing that the mission was complete after Cortana was destroyed. In reality, Cortana self-destructed after she came to regret her actions, stopping Atriox from taking control of the ring. However, she was also able to infiltrate the Weapon without her knowledge, deactivating her deletion programming. In this way, Cortana hoped that the Weapon would take her place. The Weapon, unsure why she was still alive, waited to be retrieved.

Six months later, she was discovered by Master Chief, who also did not know why she was active, but chose to keep her functioning. She accompanied him on Zeta Halo, providing intel and helping piece together the previous six months while also combating the Banished presence on the ring.

Despite her enthusiasm and naiveté, Chief struggled to trust her, still wary after the loss of Cortana. Along the way, they recovered old data clusters left by Cortana and eventually the Weapon realized that she was an exact copy. Having seen the atrocities that Cortana committed, the Weapon understood Chief's reticence to trust her and asked to be destroyed. Instead, Master Chief once again refused to delete her and decided to keep her active as he faces old and new dangers and learns to trust his new companions.

In canon (~2560), she is turning 1!

#happy birthday littol baby weap #the weapon #halo infinite

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almondcroissantsandink · 1 year

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leggy princeling of ATN

#succession #greg hirsch #succession fanart #studies of the ol' gregster #this man...what does he even do at the company #what do any of them do #really #art #digital art #also I had to draw him as a borzoi because other artists have and THEIR MIND YOU'RE ALL SO RIGHT #he does look like a borzoi lmao #also i think he should've had little charms on his flip phone so he coul swing it like a weapon in self defense #also i gave him a halo for fun

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poisonheadcrabsalesman · 3 months

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Lucky

Chief/Pilot House of Reckoning rewrite Because Chief Would Not Fucking Say That.

The fight ends as abruptly as it starts, not with a roar but a choked gasp. Chief doesn’t take his eyes off his enemy until he’s sure he’s down for good. Escharum goes down with a gurgled wheeze. All his grandstanding silenced by his need for a warrior's death, but in the end his own body dealt the final blow before Chief could.

If John had cared to spare the old Brute a moment's thought beyond analyzing his attacks, he may have wondered why Atriox's teacher was a paradox fighting himself every step of the way. Obsessed with power and battle prowess in the Jiralhanae tradition, but committing the sin of bolstering himself with fancy tech and hiding behind a weak human shield. It didn’t make sense. Then again, nothing on this Ring made sense, but the Master Chief had to keep going.

He did not care for the Brute or his ideas. His grandstanding was worse than the usual threats that the Demon received. He was not a respected leader or an old warrior that Chief saw himself reflected in. John made his choices and kept living, kept clawing back towards his humanity. He put the old Brute down with cold efficiency, like he had hundreds of times before with other Covenant and Banished leaders. An enemy that terrorized and hunted down his fellow UNSC soldiers, who had his troops trap and eat them, did not deserve mercy or attention.

The Brute collapses, air hissing out of his mangled throat. Escharum's last testament was silenced by his own hubris. Dooming himself to be forgotten.

The Master Chief doesn't spare him a glance and hurries to the terminal. The Weapon is already deploying herself to free their pilot from the torture device pulling him apart with micro gravity wells. A torture device he had seen used on a Spartan, enough to kill him. She signals that she's about to switch the device off, but the Master Chief is already there.

He cradles their pilot down from the dying energy field, and tries not to remember the feeling of Spartan Griffin in his arms barely two days ago. The pilot falls into his gentle hold, his breathing hitching and muscles spasming as his body adjusts to the lack of force pulling him apart. John shifts his weight as carefully as he can, fingers prodding his pulsepoint with a featherlight touch so the Mjolnir can get a read on his vitals.

"I can't-" His words stick in his throat and shudder out as he shakes violently, "I can't believe you came for me." The pilot swallows thickly. Tears well in the corners of his eyes and he looks away from his reflection in Chief's visor. He tries to wipe his face but his arms are limp and take a second to remember how to work.

John watches the tears run tracks down his cheeks and he speaks quietly. "I got you. It's over."

The pilot squirms in his hold and tries to stand, but his legs don't hold his weight. Embarrassment at his weakness and need for support makes him unsteady as he tries to avoid leaning on Chief. He hisses in pain and Chief, having never let go of his hold on him, scoops him up. The hold is as gentle as he can make it as he turns and walks them out of the Banished outpost. Footsteps steady and measured as the man sags in his arms. His pilot leans his head against Chief’s chest and shuts his eyes to the harsh reds of the room.

"Chief, the Harbinger..." The Weapon starts, quietly projecting her voice through the external mics. She wants to say more, but she busies herself in sensor data looking over the pilot.

"One thing at a time." Chief nods at her, "She- Cortana damaged this ring, we have time."

"What's going on? What now?" The pilot asks, his voice barely a whisper. He's having a hard time keeping his eyes open.

"I'm getting you out of here." Chief says and the pilot slips into unconsciousness.

He comes to as he's strapped into the co-pilot seat of the pelican. He jolts awake and groans as he tenses overtaxed muscle in his panic.

"You're safe." The Master Chief tells him with a hand covering his shoulder and grounding him as he realizes where he is.

"You can fly this thing?" The words are open and unguarded and John wants to smile. The pilot spoke so openly to him when it came to things he thought Chief was doing wrong.

"Are you surprised?" The helmet tilts towards him.

"I'm surprised you still let me pilot if you could this whole time..."

"I've been told I'm not the best driver." John jokes.

The pilot is looking at him like he's lost his mind. Maybe that's what spurs Chief to share. That, and everything else they've been through.

"You asked me if I had family. I told you no." The pilot sits back in shock, but John continues, "But I do. They're out there, somewhere. My sister, Kelly, she's the better pilot. She hates my flying."

The words are stilted and honest, so much so he can feel the AI leaning against his mind despite the firewalls in place. There is no room for dishonesty and secrets in the neural interface. He's too tired to keep any more secrets for long.

"I'm going to drop you off somewhere safe, and then I'm going to finish this."

"And you'll come back?"

It shouldn't surprise him, but it does. John always seems surprised when he's reminded of what he means to people. He'd been the pilot's first human contact in a long time. They had saved each other.

"I promise."

The Master Chief leaves the pilot with the marines at FOB November, their medic looking him over.

The Master Chief goes to the Silent Auditorium, he fights, and She saves him again.

John, the man under the armor and the symbol, is tired. Another goodbye tears something inside him that will never heal right, but there’s no time to dwell. There’s never any time and he’s running again as the world collapses in on them. He had never liked depending on portals or Forerunner tech. It usually didn't end well for him. He was learning to trust again, and he keeps his promises. John has someone counting on him to make it back.

They tumble through the portal and Chief grunts as he hits solid ground. He's barely upright before the radio crackles to life.

"Chief! Your beacon just appeared out of nowhere." The pilot laughs with relief. "Oh, I thought I'd lost you. Where did you go?"

The Weapon answers for him, relief audible in her voice as well. "Echo-216? Are you okay to fly?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Listen, stay put. I'm coming to you."

And he does.

Three days have passed and his pilot, Fernando Esparza, is doing better. He'd seen the signal and jumped at the chance to retrieve them. The pelican lands and Chief is barely up the ramp into the troop bay before the pilot- Esparza is there and wrapping his arms around John.

He can't feel it, but the armor lets him know with sensors and proximity alarms. John freezes, briefly scared to move before he relaxes and drops his hands to the man's shoulders. It's not a full hug, he can feel the AI judging him for that, but it's a reciprocated touch. His gauntlets squeeze Esparza’s shoulders and the man looks up at him with a smile stretching from ear to ear.

He's tired and hungry, and now they have nothing but time. There was still work to be done, but no escalating doom beyond cleaning up Banished remnants and building the UNSC back from scratch. Nothing he couldn’t handle.

They land back at the FOB and Chief reluctantly lets the medic look him over. He reluctantly lets them celebrate his return too. People did need heroes.

It’d taken John no time at all to learn life’s harsh lessons of regret and lost time, but he was slowly learning how to keep moving forward. Learning how to stick around. The future is a terrifying thing.

The one thing Chief is beyond reluctance is having to remove his helmet to eat. He pries it off and camps out against a rock with several meals worth of MREs once the crowd disperses back to their regular duties. His pilot joins him.

Esparza looks healthier, and has no problems moving, other than some wincing as he settles on the ground across from John. They heat their meals in silence and watch the distant patrols around the far side of the lake. It’s comfortable; so far from the last few days together that it feels alien. Esparza keeps grinning and the tear inside John’s chest feels a little lighter for it. He’s alive, they’re alive. Whatever came next….he could handle it.

It’s a nice moment. Nice enough for John to do what he does whenever he likes someone enough. Ruin it.

"I could tell you were a civilian from the beginning." Chief says, breaking the silence of their previously peaceful meal. He's unbothered as he swigs some coffee out of the tin cup that's obviously not made for Spartan hands.

Esparza gapes as the Master Chief digs into his MRE. "What?"

"Marines call me 'sir', not 'Big Guy'. And they usually know better than trying to hit the armor."

John smiles at him. It's a small thing, but wide enough Fernando can make out the gap between his front teeth. It startles him out of his embarrassment for a second before he remembers the Master Chief is making a joke at his expense. "Well, maybe you would get in less trouble if people were up front with how frustrating you are!"

John huffs a breath. "Maybe."

“You are infuriating, you know that?”

“I’ve been told.”

“Well, maybe you need to hear it more! Always going off or- or jumping out of buildings or pelicans! Without any warning!”

“I’m lucky I have you to catch me.” John says with a grin and nudges Esparza’s boot with his own.

His pilot sputters and flushes as words escape him. “You-! Oh I can’t stand when you-! Fine. You’re lucky I like you. Big Guy…” His words trail off with less fire than the start of his tirade.

John hides his smile by shoveling food into his mouth.

Esparza copies him, still fuming, but he nudges his boot against John’s in a playful push.

#my writing #Halo Infinite #Halo fanfic #chiefpilot #John 117 #Echo 216 #The Weapon

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texd41reborn2022 · 1 year

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Chiefxweapon

#master chief #halo #the weapon #cortana #halo art #halo fanart #myart #artists on tumblr

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forestofsprites · 12 days

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if cas had a materialized halo he would be strangling people (angels) with it at BEST. that light of god crown of glory is a weapon, babey!!!

#if cas has a materialized halo it's a weapon and it'd be very hot to bear witness to . actually #halo in the sense of tangible ring. btw #not the sort of original idea of gleaming light disc and such #spn thoughts

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halopedia · 1 year

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Lore Thursday - Type Classifications

When analysing recovered Covenant equipment, ONI researchers assigned a Type-designation based on the year of recording. However, these entries rarely matched the Covenant's own internal classification schemes.

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superintendent-b · 1 year

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#halo #halo infinite #master chief #cortana #the weapon #halo meme #img post #did this on my phone. sorry

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otaku553 · 11 months

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Tianci

(The heaven-sent)

#oc stuff #he!#he was originally based on a friend of mine but now that I’m developing him a bit more he’s taken on some of his own identity #still named after my friend because that’s such a name. tian ci. like #literally means heaven’s blessing or smth along those lines #enjoying that with the halo shaped ahoge as a motif for the siblings #once again #goodnotes my beloved #anyways his powers essentially give him a limitless arsenal of weapons #he doesn’t have much actual physical strength to swing the swords around and prefers archery over anything else #but when he pulls out the big guns he really can just generate a shit ton of swords and just control them with a flick of the wrist #he’s a ranged dps with decent defense because he can generate his own shields

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empresskadia · 17 days

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OMG, OKIE

But I was thinking about taking John on a date, what would happen? How would it go down? Then I know for a fact I would call him love, I don't care for the babe or bae stuff but love? Darling? Dearest? I'm dead.

But let's just say it slips out of his partner one day, the setting doesn't have to be them having dinner, it could be after a battle, after training, them laying in bed together, and then you absentmindedly call him 'love'

John.exe has officially stopped working, he hopes to all gods that his helmet is on because it shows and Blue team would give him shit, even the Mjolnir freezes and the rest of Blue get an 'error' status from him.

and even if he's not in armor, you can feel him freeze, he has such a visceral reaction that you almost ask him if he's okay, the chief might not even be breathing at this point.

Like just the thought of him being someone's love? Him? Of all the people? Him??? It's something that would have never crossed his mind as possible.

Being a supersoldier? Yes

A team leader? Absolutely

But, being his partner's love? This is a snag he wasn't prepared for.

He knows he's comfortable with you, even adores you since starting to understand the meaning. But this opens up something entirely new for him, because if you love him, then he has to make sure he doesn't dishonor that.

But oh gosh, he almost wants to hear it again, maybe he didn't hear you right the first time,

and then, like you read his mind, you call him "love" again and somehow the word "really?" escapes from him, because he can't believe it

It's not what he was made for.

How could he be his person's love?

#*FERAL NOISES*I'M SCREAMING #AHHHHHH #JOHN JUST NOT UNDERSTAND WHY #BREAKS MY HEART #BUT OMG DO I BELIEVE THIS IS TRUE #THIS MAN WANTS TO BE A WEAPON #AND NOW HIS SOMEONE TOLD HIM #HIS THEIR LOVE???#I jusyt #john please #I'm making myself sad #wtf #halo #halo series #master chief #john 117 #john 117 x reader #master chief x reader #halo x reader

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