Terminals are a collectible featured in the campaign mode of Halo: Campaign Evolved. Like the original terminals featured in Halo 3, Campaign Evolved's terminals are text-only, rather than the animated videos produced by Sequence for the terminals of Combat Evolved Anniversary, Halo 4, and Halo 2: Anniversary.[1]
There are thirteen terminals in Campaign Evolved, with one included in each level of the game (including the prequel bonus levels).[2] Once unlocked the terminals can be read in the Collectibles section of the main menu.[3][4]
Universe and lore[edit]
During the Battle of Installation 04 in 2552, terminals were discovered on Installation 04 that covered exchanges between 343 Guilty Spark and 2401 Penitent Tangent.[5] According to the Office of Naval Intelligence, the information within these terminals are classified under Project BOOKWORM.[3]
Terminals[edit]
Pillar of Autumn - Approach[edit]
- Main article: CEV:The Pillar of Autumn
- Location: Later in the level you will find the observation deck overlooking the cryo-room you first awoke in, where Samuel Marcus was killed. Head through this room and then to the left; the terminal can be found in the darkness.
The terminal in the corner of the room.
//CHATTERNET [MILSPEC]
//ANNEX CHANNEL [UNSC C-709]
//TRANSCRIPT RANGE [OPEN]
//SEPT 06, 2552
MHUDSEN: Look, all I'm saying is that there is no way in hell he ate the whole thing.
BDAWKINS: You obviously haven't seen Doc eat.
ALANG: Or had Suzu's cooking.
MHUDSEN: No, but I have seen an Aleutian Nightcrab. Each leg at least a meter long! There's no way.
ALANG: Marcus, let me assure you. With enough butter, anything is possible.
//SEPT 07, 2552
BDAWKINS: Anyone seen Doc this morning? Didn't answer my last two pings.
ASILVA: Lieutenant Valdez is on sick leave for second shift. If you need immediate attention, the on-call is in the infirmary.
MHUDSEN: Huh... maybe he did eat the whole thing.
//SEPT 10, 2552
BDAWKINS: Get. WRECKED. Hudsen.
MHUDSEN: ?
BDAWKINS: 357,277. Read it and weep.
MHUDSEN: Not a chance. You use any modskulls?
BDAWKINS: Only vizmods. No excuses, man.
ALANG: If you two worked on live fire drills as much as you played Slipspace Invaders, we would probably have won the war already.
BDAWKINS: Don't try and distract folks from this momentous achievement, Ava.
MHUDSEN: Here we go...
BDAWKINS: I just want to bask in it.
BDAWKINS: The knowledge that my name will be at the top of the boards.
BDAWKINS: They might as well have me start training Spartans, honestly.
MMCKAY: 401,959.
BDAWKINS: Wait what?
MHUDSEN: [motion file uploaded]
MHUDSEN: [motion file uploaded]
MHUDSEN: [motion file uploaded]
BDAWKINS: No.
MHUDSEN: So do you want to turn down that Spartan instructor role yourself or can I do it for you?
//SEPT 12, 2552
EGRAVES: Does anyone have the channel code for the hypersport vodcast? My shortlink is borked again.
VRAMOS: I should have access. I'll drop a sidechat.
MHUDSEN: Epsilon Cup?
EGRAVES: Nah. Quezon 24.
MHUDSEN: You're STILL watching that race?!
EGRAVES: Look, the endurance rounds are the pinnacle of the sport―a triumph of mind and machine.
MHUDSEN: And staying awake.
EGRAVES: You're just mad you still can't beat my sim time.
MHUDSEN: Does the 24 stand for months? Cause that's how long you've been trying to finish that thing.
MHUDSEN: Wait.
MHUDSEN: Is Disztl still in it?
EGRAVES: [THUMBS-UP]
MHUDSEN: Pour another drink; I'll be there in ten.
EGRAVES: Minutes or months?
//SEPT 16, 2552
MHUDSEN: Hey Lang, you hear anything from your folks at all?
ALANG: Not yet.
ALANG: Thanks for asking though.
VRAMOS: Still hard to process, if I'm honest.
VRAMOS: The entire time I watched Reach burn, all I could think about was the same thing happening back home. Every building collapse, I knew there was one on Tribute doing the exact same thing.
ALANG: I'm so sorry, Ramo.
VRAMOS: Thanks, but they're the ones that will be sorry.
VRAMOS: Damned bastards burned everything I had.
MHUDSEN: Not everything, brother.
//TRANSCRIPT RANGE [CLOSED]
Halo - Forgotten[edit]
- Main article: CEV:Halo
- Location: During the first underground section, just after Cortana relays the "this cave is not a natural formation" line, you will come across a small window on the right-hand side overlooking a ramp down. The terminal is located on the ledge just below the window.
The terminal on a ledge on the other side of the window.
>>DATA TRANSCRIPTION ANALYSIS - FILE EXTRACTION SUCCESSFUL
>>BEGIN TRANSCRIPTION
MONITOR REPORT
[alpha site]
04-343
"We deserve to be forgotten."
Those were the final words imparted to me by 049 Abject Testament before we were assigned to our respective installations and went our separate ways.
I have had [5,527,580 hours] to ponder and reflect on that [dictum], and to this day I am yet to arrive at my own conclusion. And I feel that I must reach some kind of consensus, for this will surely impact my own perspective on my duties as caretaker. Perhaps I may benefit from a good rhetorical exercise.
There is so little that I can remember about the time before I was assigned to my installation. But I remember the Librarian and the lessons she sought to impart.
She said that we are honored with life, and all have our part to play in [Living Time], and so we must perceive and understand the consequences of our actions. If we do not, then we are forced to live them again—around another corner, from another angle. History shall circle back upon us again and again, until we are eventually humbled with wisdom.
And oh, how my makers have been humbled!
Yet, there are many things that I have forgotten in order to best serve the role of monitor for Installation 04.
My past, who I was before accepting my [present duties], is gone from me. Perhaps it still exists under multiple layers of [anamnesis]. Sometimes, I think pieces of it may seep through the gaps in my compartmentalization—no process is perfect, after all. But my makers wisely limited my knowledge and provided me with all that I require to maintain [alpha site].
Perhaps to [obliviate] is—at times—a necessary function. It is, after all, a fundamental trait of organic beings, at least of those recorded in my experiences and archived records.
Is there not a danger in organic beings' propensity to venerate the imperative to remember as a moral obligation without truly paying heed to the lessons of that history? My makers suffered greatly from this in their waning millennia as the Builder rate closed its grip on the [central government], exalting the alleged glory of the past while casting the then-present as [aberrant]. With the continued lapse of [Alexandria before the Fire] from this age, I fear that future civilizations will not be able to [apprentice themselves] from our deep well of history.
What must we look like to the young species we indexed for the Conservation Measure? Did they look to us as [gods]—as divine beings sheltering them on our [Waypoint] as a threat beyond their comprehension drowned whole worlds and star systems across the galaxy? Do they see the power of our advanced [ordnance] and wish to claim that for themselves?
Ah, but my mind is wandering now. Yes, there are benefits indeed to both remembrance and forgetting. I could spend many cycles detailing the virtues and shortcomings of both. Perhaps I shall to pass some time, if it proves necessary.
But the question is: do we deserve to be forgotten?
Did 049 Abject Testament mean this to be a blessing or punishment for our people after the activation of the [destructive arrayed matrix]?
Was our [pyrrhic measurement] to save the galaxy a crime so great that it should be lost to time—that future civilizations would go without ever knowing of the sacrifice that was made so that they too could one day walk among the stars?
And what of [those who are chosen
The terminal in the corner of the room.
The terminal on a ledge on the other side of the window.
