In Response To: Re: Halo 2 Trailer Dialogue (transcription) (vector40)
Sounds right to me.
: First: something's been making me crazy happy recently, and it's not just the
: trailor (THAT made me weep). What is it?
: The Bungie Community is, in a sense, back. As in the ye days of pre-release
: lore, when HBO, R.net, Marathon's Story, and their friends were small
: havens of Bungie-philes, making speculation... like this.
: And now, a full analysis. I'll assume this script is correct, because any
: discrepancies will be minor.
: Pilot: "Sir! They
: The Earth defense fleet has been holding a defensive formation around Earth.
: The Covenant fleet folds out of Slipspace — but, using a precision jump,
: jumps INSIDE the human formation, not outside of it. Pilot, captain,
: whoever starts flapping to the admiral, because his neatly-formed plan
: just went apeshit. Admiral attempts to calm him and rectify the situation.
: The Covenant ships have broken past the human defense perimeter, have assumed
: orbital positions to Earth, and are pummeling it with fire. The commander
: of the ground troops, whose men are taking the hits, compels the admiral
: to get rid of the ships. But he's having trouble, because their defensive
: formationm (and as anybody knows, a good, dug-in defensive formation is
: one of the only advantages an inferior force can have) has been lost. Now,
: it's just Man against Ape — and the Ape's better.
: The Covenant are beginning to send down invasion troops via their carriers.
: The admiral is attempting to stop them, but his frigates are tied up with
: fighing the fleet (or destroyed), and his fighters don't have big enough
: weapons to attack the carriers. Frigates and fighters are the bulk of his
: fleet. The general, predictably, is shitting himself, because he does NOT
: want to be fighting several hundred thousand Covenant mano-a-mano on
: EARTH.
: Earth is still taking brutal fire from the orbiting Covenant vessels, and the
: human ground troops are helpless against it. The ground commander pleads
: for the admiral to fend them off — but the admiral's caught up in his own
: problems. He must have reestablished something of a perimeter, and has a
: "kill zone". (Quick summary for those unfamiliar with miltary
: nonsense: it's an old formation. Basically, you arrange your guys however,
: and split up their firing "arcs" into small sections, with
: everybody covering their own area. You can have some overlap, but not
: much, to maximize the protected area. The region you're targeting is the
: area the enemy has to pass through, and when they do, you rake them. There
: are variations, but the main idea is the same — a particular area where
: you're "killing". Very old-school.) The kill zone is protecting
: the planet and fending off the Covenant (sort of) — maybe it's not doing
: too great, but it's the ONLY thing keeping them from swarming in like
: bees. If the ships take their attention away from the kill zone, ships
: will slip through, upsetting the formation and forcing them to stop
: targeting the zone even more.
: Tricky. We need verification of this dialogue before I can proceed.
: Explain itself, pretty much. The MC's going in.
: The MC's target, a big-ass Covie ship (cruiser, maybe — maybe a flagship), is
: directly underneath him, with a proximity of essentially zero. Time to go.
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