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WARNING:This is a classified military intelligence document, protected under ONI.SEC.PRTCL.1A, administrated by UNSC MIL AI 7306-GLR [Glaurung]. Disclosure of its contents to non-military personnel, or military personnel with authority of [GAMMA 2 Clearance] or less, is an offense punishable by court(s) martial and inprisonment and/or execution for treasonable acts. Failure to disclose breaches of security will be treated as complicity, and is punishable by dishonourable discharge and/or imprisonment. Lieutenant Commander Michael Pomare, Office of Naval Intelligence.

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"All your base are belong to us"

— Sangheili military commander

I welcome you to my place of solitude, weary traveller, and I bid you take shelter within this temporary sanctuary from the oncoming storm that rages outside. May the blessings of the Truth Givers be upon you and your kin if you be Sangheili or human, and may their curses follow the treacherous Jiralhanae and San 'Shyuum for straying from the path the Gods set before us, and for their betrayal. The traitors have sown the seeds of their own destruction. And for them, it shall be a bitter harvest.

-- Administrator Specops306 - Qur'a 'Morhek ^{Honour Light Your Way!}

All You Need To Know

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Who Am I?

Allow me to introduce myself, if you do not know me already, and to clarify some things if you do.

I am Michael Graeme Pomare, born on the 30th of June, 1989 in Auckland, New Zealand. After spending a brief time in Britain, and an even briefer time in Australia, I spent ten years in the hot and tropical country of Papua New Guinea, in the capital city of Port Moresby, a land of heat and humidity and gangs armed with machette's roaming the streets. After those ten years of hell were over, I moved back to New Zealand, eventually settling down in Matamata, where I have spend the last seven years of my life.

My Halo experience began relatively late in my interest in the series. I was introduced to Halo: Combat Evolved by a friend, who had it for PC. Unwisely, I attempted to continue where he had left off - 343 Guilty Spark on Legendary. Needless to say, I had the shit scared out of me before I even reached the structure, but I made a concerted effort, borrowing the game to beat it at home.

As I played through it, I fell in love with it. The brilliant characters and storytelling, the awe-inspiring vistas, the depth of the Covenant, and the constant plot twists. As if finding the Flood wasn't enough, we soon discovered that we had to destroy an entire artificial planet. Afterwards, I was hooked, and Halo became my newest favourite, quickly eclipsing the still-excellent Star Wars: Knights of The Old Republic. And when Halo 2 came out, I instantly loved it. The improved graphics and gameplay, as well as the (if it was possible) even more epic storyline were an instant hook. The revelation that we would play as the Arbiter took me completely by surprise, and my playthroughs with my brother were the only enjoyment I have ever had with him.

Ever.

It was soon after that, that I began writing my own fanfiction. At the time, i had no idea that this was what it was called - I had absurd dreams of penning the next Halo game script, submitting it to Bungie, and finding Frank O'Connor, Joe Staten and Robert McLees turn up at my door to bow before their god. But as I continued, I began to look for references to use, a place where there existed a sufficiently expansive database of weapons, characters, species and history to use.

That's right. I found... The Halo Library.

Yes, I had yet to stumble upon the awesomeness that was Halopedia. But for a while, The Halo Library was sufficient. But as a began to branch out, and explore the rest of the intarwebs, I discovered that invaluable source of party trivia and revisionist history - Wikipedia. And I discovered that they also had articles on Halo. My gateway to Halopedia was their article on the Fleet of Particular Justice - and for a while, that was the only way I could reach it, since I always forgot to save the URL. But after it was deleted as not relevant, I lamented being cut off from my beloved Halopedia.

And then I remembered that stalwart, Google. Searching Halo Pedia, I returned to Halopedia and this time saved it as my home page, making sure I could never lose it again.

And thus...my history here began.

How Am I?

I am currently suffering from Scheuermanns Kyphosis, a condition where at least one of my thoracic vertebrae has growned malformed, wedging above and below, resulting in an abnormal curvature of the spine. This in turns puts pressure on several internal organs, amking it difficult and physically painful to exert too much effort, especially in the areas of lifting, running, or even walking for prolonged periods. Until recently, matters were not helped by my chair, which was a simply wooden dining room chain that was uncomfortable and falling apart. My newest acquisition is a comfortable barrel chair, with armrests and a medium-height back rest, allowing comfort and support. It is leather, and currently risks my keyboard tray gauging out chunks.

At the moment, I am visiting a chiropractor bi-weekly in order to correct the curvature of my spine, and it is working to the degree where it has been commented upon by friends and family. The "hunch" that was once characteristic of my back is no longer as noticable.

I have finished secondary education, and am currently working in the catering industry in order to accumulate enough funding to pay for a part of my university education. Given the considerable expense, I may be forced to resort to a student loan, but I would at least like to have a fallback. Unfortunately, my physical condition has hampered the amount of hours which I am able to work, at the moment reduced to a paltry six hours a week. I hope to rectify this as I recover.

Currently, I am purchasing a new bed - a spring has given out on my current one, and combined with my scheuermann's kyphosis, is twisting me in ways the human body was never meant to be twisted. Do you have any idea how much a bed actually costs? There's the mattress, and if you just want what you already have, then you can stop there at $400 NZ. But my bed was bought when my age was in the single digits, and I'm not six-foot-something, so I'm getting a larger one - which means that I have to purchase all the accompaniments: a base, sheets, duvets, duvet covers, etc, which will set me back another $200 NZ. So that's $600 NZ - not taking the base, since my father is building that himself, skilled wood worker that he is, saving me perhaps $500 NZ. Kids, when you move out, remember to thank your mother and father for the crap you've put them through your whole life.

If this did not answer your original statement, then it was too prying for me to answer comfortably. Bugger off.

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Such arrogance and pretension. Your petty squabbles and wars mean nothing. Mere billions dead, and a handful of worlds burnt. You revere those who are now but dust, no longer here to be offended by our arrogance,

 

Children. You’re all just children. Delicate; fragile; immature. And all the more dangerous for it.

 

Our Mantle was passed on to ensure that you rose above such pettiness. It was ignored and forgotten, reduced to folklore and myth, and they paid the price for such abuse of power. We watched as they squandered the sacred charge we gave them, and we watched as they sowed the seeds of their own destruction, and reaped a bitter harvest.

 

We also watched as they did what had to be done, finally understanding their task; guardians of life, eternal sentinels safeguarding the galaxy from threats beyond your limited comprehension. They fulfil their duty better in death than they did in life.

 

But they overstepped their boundaries. The Mantle we gave them was not theirs to pass on. Their “inheritors” have been left an empire that they have not earned.

 

We cannot allow that.

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Ode of Remembrance

"They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
Lest we Forget"

— -ANZAC Day Ode of Remembrance

My father's father served aboard the HMNZS Achilles, the ship that sunk the Graf Spee. My mothers father served in the Queen's Own Cameron Highlanders during World War II. And though I have no plans to enter the military, I'm still proud of what both of by granddads did for their respective countries.

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My Fanfiction Works

these are my fiction works so far - meaning that you can expect more (hopefully some time this year, but i'm spending time to make it half-decent!). Please don't plagiarise, but if you want to contribute, or would like to use my character, just ask!

My Halo Fanon

Halo: Ares, my first fanfiction.

Awards

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Morhek, has been awarded the Editorial. The Editorial is an honor given solely by ImperatorExercitus. ImperatorExercitus recognizes this Halopedian, that has shown such dedication to the general good of Halopedia, through superior edits, stopping vandilsm, and being a good friend. It is for those who excel beyond everyone else. Be thankful, for your efforts have not been fruitless. Morhek has proven himself worthy of this great award.

The Honour Legion

Those who have earned the Honour Legion gain acceptance into the Kr'Rana Legion, an elite Sangheili unit. Those who possess it have proven themselves on the field of combat time and time again, and shall be remembered in song as heroes of the Sangheili!

The Honour Legion award cannot be asked for. It can only be given. Those who ask do so out of ignorance - the Honour Legion is a select few, and those who possess it are exalted above all others.