This book is takes place in the year 2552 on a planet named Harvest, which was given it's name because it is a farming planet that supplies 60% of the solar systems grown foods such as corn, rice, and any other vegetables, fruits, or grains. Most of the planet is covered in fields of wheat, and the rest is a giant ocean. The covenant have just reared their ugly faces and are heading towards Harvest with means to glass the planet. Glassing is when multiple ships fly around a planet shooting liquid hot plasma, burning the surface until it's as smooth as glass and uninhabitable. The mode of literature for this book changes because it follows three different people. The first one is Sergeant Major Avery Johnson.
Avery is one of the top Sergeants in the UNSC, the future human military. His story takes him from morning after his dead aunt to him fighting on a covenant cruiser that is trying to destroy the planet Harvest. This stories mode of literature is comedy because in the beginning his life is normal. The second plot point is when his aunt dies. The third is when the Covenant attack Harvest, and the last is that he helps repel the covenant. Now for the story of Da'daab.
Da'daab is an alien known as the unggoy, short creatures with 2 arms and 2 legs and an exoskeleton that is really strong. The second story follows this creature, and the mode of literature has to be tragedy. The first plot point would be normal life. The second point is when he makes a new friend who gets him a promotion so he won't have to be on the front lines. The third is when he gets demoted for not lying to the leaders of the covenant. The last plot point is when he betrays the covenant to help the humans to kill his captain that demoted him. The last story follows another alien named Tarterus.
Tarterus is an alien known as brutes by the humans. They are a mix of human, rhino, and gorrila. They are 1.5 times taller than the average human, with muscles so huge the could rip a tank to shreds. His story is half as long as the others but it just explains how he dies, why he demoted Da'daab, and why he killed Da'daab for betraying the covenant right before he died from human gunfire.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Theories of why Justin Beiber never went through puberty
Scientist have been studying for many years now and have come up with many theories of why Justin Beiber hasn't gone through puberty. One of the theories is that Justin and Chuck Norris had a singing contest, and the loser would never hit puberty. Another is that a small helium tank was dropped into his stomach and always made his voice sound like a dog whistle. Another reason is that he is just Selena Gomez in a wig. Further study is needed on this topic and I suggest we should dissect him to find out why, plus save thousands of people from losing their hearing from his singing.
Monday, May 23, 2011
What do I want to be?
I want to be a stand up comedian or have a comedy show like Daniel Tosh. He is really funny and I want to be like that. I think I could be a comedian because everyone laughs at my jokes and I think it would be a really great job. To me it would be really fun because I love making people laugh because I hate it when my friends are bored or depressed so I say a joke and cheer them up, plus it's a challenge to come up with a joke that everyone will laugh at. The hard part about jokes is that they have to be mean. They can either be not mean enough which is a dud, too mean of a joke and audience members are mad and will hate you and not listen to the rest of the jokes, or the perfect joke, which is mean but not too mean and everyone laughs. People don't realize that enough, that if we say one bad joke we get booed off the stage.
Why socks are important
Socks are important because they keep you're feet warm so you're toes don't fall of and get eaten by ferocious badgers and snakes and other toe eating monsters. They are also the name of a baseball team and can be stylish like neon green socks or knee high socks which look weird.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Halo: Contact Harvest Essay
The book Halo: Contact Harvest science fiction book about aliens hunting humans, people living on planets quadrillions of miles away. The book's mode of literature is different, since there are three stories told throughout the book, one following SGTMAJ. Avery Johnson, another follows the alien creature known as Da'daab, and a shorter story following the other alien, Tarterus.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Comedy
I like to be funny
That is easy to see
Making everyone laugh
Fills me with glee
I like people
Who can take a joke
Not people who want me to choke
I talk and I talk
About so many things
And I keep talking
Until the timer rings
It always cheers me up
To see the smiles on their faces
And that they won't
Beat me to death with maces
My dream is to be a comedian
To make people laugh
And one of the only jobs
That doesn't need math
That is easy to see
Making everyone laugh
Fills me with glee
I like people
Who can take a joke
Not people who want me to choke
I talk and I talk
About so many things
And I keep talking
Until the timer rings
It always cheers me up
To see the smiles on their faces
And that they won't
Beat me to death with maces
My dream is to be a comedian
To make people laugh
And one of the only jobs
That doesn't need math
Monday, May 16, 2011
Apocalypse
Prologue
During the summer in the year 1969, the Johnson family was taking their yearly vacation. This year it was to the Grand Canyon. There was a path for tourists to follow, but instead they walked away from the path to a spot that looked over the entire canyon that their son, Aaron thought looked cool. As they strayed away from the designated path, little did they know the danger lurking right beneath their very feet.
Later that day when everyone else had left, the family's father, Steve Johnson, decided it was time to head back. As Aaron turned, he tripped on a broken tree branch and fell down the steep side of a hill. He landed face first into what seemed like a snake hole, but when he opened his eyes, another pair, these glowing red, stared right back at him. As Aaron let out a scream of pure terror, the sun disappeared behind the moon in a horrifying total eclipse.
Aaron screamed and rolled as fast as he could away from the blood red dots that stared right through him. He stood up, and tried t run back to his family, when all of a sudden, a little ball of fur blindsided Aaron in the neck. Then another, and another until his entire neck was covered in the black fur. The poor, helpless boy let out his last scream until his body fell and hit the ground with a loud thud. And just as fast as the fur balls came, they disappeared into the haunting night. The other three family members ran to the fallen brother and son. All over his neck were puncture holes and his body was drained of all color. The father checked for a pulse, but felt nothing. There wasn't even a drop of blood left in Aaron's body at all. And that was their last sight as the mother sobbed. Their son's carcass, just as the furry clumps returned and claimed the lives of the three humans. A short scream echoed across the canyon walls. Then a deadly silence...
That was the first encounter. Whatever they are, they seem to have been awakened by the eclipse. The sun hasn’t moved from behind the moon at all. Even earth itself seems to be dead. We are just sitting here in dead space, floating. The world fell into chaos as those freaks took innocent lives. There was no mercy. Everywhere, cities are destroyed, carcasses of all kinds are strewn throughout cities, some use to belong to children. They all met the same fate. No one survived but us. Even now I am slowly dying. This is how it all began. This is the story of the apocalypse. It all began about eight years ago, when I was eleven…
Chapter One
It was just an ordinary day for me. Same home, same routine, same old everything. I was heading off towards school, said bye to my parents, and went out the door. If only I had known that that would be the last time I saw them alive. The day just seemed to fly by like normal, until my last class. As my teacher was giving us a lecture on proper school behavior, the windows to her right shattered. A tiny ball of fur appeared on the side of her neck. She screamed, and the class laughed at her. She was running around in circles and everybody thought it was a joke. But then she dropped to the floor as stiff as a board, and hit the ground with a horrible hallow sound. The ball of fur jumped to one of my classmate’s neck and the same happened. By then, all the kids had figured out that what was happening wasn’t a joke.
We all ran for the door at once, and instantly more fur balls flew through the glass windows. One by one, kids fell. I was lucky to be the first one out of the class. When I stepped out of the room, I did something horrible. I locked the door behind me, trapping all of my helpless classmates. I just turned and ran for my life and I didn’t look back. Running out of the school, I heard screams from all over. It all just didn’t seem real. My friends just likely have been killed by some flying fur balls. All I did was run home with tears in my eyes. I never looked back.
I had finally reached my street to find bodies all over the ground, and they too were completely pale. I ran inside. I looked all over and no one was home. I thought that maybe they had gotten away and they would be ok, but that thought disappeared faster than light as I saw a hand on the ground sticking out from a corner in my parent’s bedroom. I slowly went in and saw what I had hoped wasn’t true. Both my parents were laying there. Dead.
I tried shaking them, pushing them, and everything else that I could think of. The truth could never be avoided, and I knew that neither of them would wake from their sleep , hold my hand, and tell me everything’s going to be okay. It was a warming thought, I knew the truth though, but I didn’t want to accept it.
I traveled across the country, going city to city and each one was the same. Bodies in the streets, no life anywhere to be seen. I was heading towards California, where the rest of my family lived before we moved to NY. We left everybody behind, and right now the idea of them being alive is the only reason I keep on going. The only things that I had was an old M14, an M1911 semi-auto pistol, and the clothes on my back. Oh, and did I forget to mention I have a Hummer with a Gatling gun on the top and enough ammo for it to shoot five days straight? Well I don’t. If I did, that would be so awesome. I drove nonstop to California, and I came to a small city with giant barricades around it, and the rattle of gunfire in the background. I jumped over the piles of rubble to find that there were actual people alive here. I was so happy, until a dark cloud filled through the streets. People screamed and dropped to the ground, clawing at their necks. I almost jumped down to try and help them, but I realized there was nothing I could do.
Chapter Two
Once the deadly fur balls went to another area, I decided it was okay to come out of hiding. Walking through the street void of life, I thought that there was absolutely no hope for humanity. Eventually, these scum would overtake humanity and all other life. We would all meet the same horrific fate. Pushing the thought down and blocking it from my mind, I knew that they wouldn’t kill me without a fight. So I pulled out my M14 and went in.
Looking closely at the twisted and mangled corpses in front of me, I recognized them to be my uncle and his family. I searched throughout the town, and couldn’t find anyone else still alive. It seemed the last of them were my uncle and his family. I ran into one last person, right as they were being drained off all blood. He reached out to me and mouthed the words “help me” right before he dropped dead. I took out my pistol and shot each one of those merciless fur balls all the way back to hell. I grabbed the nearest car I could find and drove away from the city, knowing now there was no other living human being on the face of the earth.
As I was driving past what must have been a nuclear missile launch facility in Nevada, I came up with an idea to give those evil creatures the death they disserve. I went into the facility, and rummaged around a little bit. After a few hours, I found what I was looking for. A prototype of a Star Killer, an experimental bomb I had heard about right before the outbreak. I drove non-stop all the way to Canada, and then to the Grand Canyon, their breeding grounds. I came out and shot as many rounds in the air as I could and waited. The day grew dark, and I looked at my watch and it was only noon. Looking more closely at the darkness, I saw that it wasn’t the normal kind of darkness that follows with the night, it was the darkness that had would erase humanity off the face of the earth.
The fluttering from the millions of wings went from a small vibrating to an enormous earthquake. I picked up my little surprise, a nuke strong enough to kill the sun, and set it for 00:30 seconds. As it counted down, the creatures all flew down at me all at once. Pulling out both my guns, I fired at them, and one by one they hit the ground, but there were just too many of them. Then one struck me right on the neck. I tore it off taking a chunk of my flesh with it, threw it to the ground, and pumped one straight through its head. Then another struck me in the back of my calf, then another in the arm. One by one, hamsters latched onto my skin as I tried the hopeless job of ripping them off. As I became enveloped in fur, I watched as the timer hit 0:00. There was a bright flash, and the rumbling of 5,000 earthquakes as the world was ripped to shreds. Then, nothing.
During the summer in the year 1969, the Johnson family was taking their yearly vacation. This year it was to the Grand Canyon. There was a path for tourists to follow, but instead they walked away from the path to a spot that looked over the entire canyon that their son, Aaron thought looked cool. As they strayed away from the designated path, little did they know the danger lurking right beneath their very feet.
Later that day when everyone else had left, the family's father, Steve Johnson, decided it was time to head back. As Aaron turned, he tripped on a broken tree branch and fell down the steep side of a hill. He landed face first into what seemed like a snake hole, but when he opened his eyes, another pair, these glowing red, stared right back at him. As Aaron let out a scream of pure terror, the sun disappeared behind the moon in a horrifying total eclipse.
Aaron screamed and rolled as fast as he could away from the blood red dots that stared right through him. He stood up, and tried t run back to his family, when all of a sudden, a little ball of fur blindsided Aaron in the neck. Then another, and another until his entire neck was covered in the black fur. The poor, helpless boy let out his last scream until his body fell and hit the ground with a loud thud. And just as fast as the fur balls came, they disappeared into the haunting night. The other three family members ran to the fallen brother and son. All over his neck were puncture holes and his body was drained of all color. The father checked for a pulse, but felt nothing. There wasn't even a drop of blood left in Aaron's body at all. And that was their last sight as the mother sobbed. Their son's carcass, just as the furry clumps returned and claimed the lives of the three humans. A short scream echoed across the canyon walls. Then a deadly silence...
That was the first encounter. Whatever they are, they seem to have been awakened by the eclipse. The sun hasn’t moved from behind the moon at all. Even earth itself seems to be dead. We are just sitting here in dead space, floating. The world fell into chaos as those freaks took innocent lives. There was no mercy. Everywhere, cities are destroyed, carcasses of all kinds are strewn throughout cities, some use to belong to children. They all met the same fate. No one survived but us. Even now I am slowly dying. This is how it all began. This is the story of the apocalypse. It all began about eight years ago, when I was eleven…
Chapter One
It was just an ordinary day for me. Same home, same routine, same old everything. I was heading off towards school, said bye to my parents, and went out the door. If only I had known that that would be the last time I saw them alive. The day just seemed to fly by like normal, until my last class. As my teacher was giving us a lecture on proper school behavior, the windows to her right shattered. A tiny ball of fur appeared on the side of her neck. She screamed, and the class laughed at her. She was running around in circles and everybody thought it was a joke. But then she dropped to the floor as stiff as a board, and hit the ground with a horrible hallow sound. The ball of fur jumped to one of my classmate’s neck and the same happened. By then, all the kids had figured out that what was happening wasn’t a joke.
We all ran for the door at once, and instantly more fur balls flew through the glass windows. One by one, kids fell. I was lucky to be the first one out of the class. When I stepped out of the room, I did something horrible. I locked the door behind me, trapping all of my helpless classmates. I just turned and ran for my life and I didn’t look back. Running out of the school, I heard screams from all over. It all just didn’t seem real. My friends just likely have been killed by some flying fur balls. All I did was run home with tears in my eyes. I never looked back.
I had finally reached my street to find bodies all over the ground, and they too were completely pale. I ran inside. I looked all over and no one was home. I thought that maybe they had gotten away and they would be ok, but that thought disappeared faster than light as I saw a hand on the ground sticking out from a corner in my parent’s bedroom. I slowly went in and saw what I had hoped wasn’t true. Both my parents were laying there. Dead.
I tried shaking them, pushing them, and everything else that I could think of. The truth could never be avoided, and I knew that neither of them would wake from their sleep , hold my hand, and tell me everything’s going to be okay. It was a warming thought, I knew the truth though, but I didn’t want to accept it.
I traveled across the country, going city to city and each one was the same. Bodies in the streets, no life anywhere to be seen. I was heading towards California, where the rest of my family lived before we moved to NY. We left everybody behind, and right now the idea of them being alive is the only reason I keep on going. The only things that I had was an old M14, an M1911 semi-auto pistol, and the clothes on my back. Oh, and did I forget to mention I have a Hummer with a Gatling gun on the top and enough ammo for it to shoot five days straight? Well I don’t. If I did, that would be so awesome. I drove nonstop to California, and I came to a small city with giant barricades around it, and the rattle of gunfire in the background. I jumped over the piles of rubble to find that there were actual people alive here. I was so happy, until a dark cloud filled through the streets. People screamed and dropped to the ground, clawing at their necks. I almost jumped down to try and help them, but I realized there was nothing I could do.
Chapter Two
Once the deadly fur balls went to another area, I decided it was okay to come out of hiding. Walking through the street void of life, I thought that there was absolutely no hope for humanity. Eventually, these scum would overtake humanity and all other life. We would all meet the same horrific fate. Pushing the thought down and blocking it from my mind, I knew that they wouldn’t kill me without a fight. So I pulled out my M14 and went in.
Looking closely at the twisted and mangled corpses in front of me, I recognized them to be my uncle and his family. I searched throughout the town, and couldn’t find anyone else still alive. It seemed the last of them were my uncle and his family. I ran into one last person, right as they were being drained off all blood. He reached out to me and mouthed the words “help me” right before he dropped dead. I took out my pistol and shot each one of those merciless fur balls all the way back to hell. I grabbed the nearest car I could find and drove away from the city, knowing now there was no other living human being on the face of the earth.
As I was driving past what must have been a nuclear missile launch facility in Nevada, I came up with an idea to give those evil creatures the death they disserve. I went into the facility, and rummaged around a little bit. After a few hours, I found what I was looking for. A prototype of a Star Killer, an experimental bomb I had heard about right before the outbreak. I drove non-stop all the way to Canada, and then to the Grand Canyon, their breeding grounds. I came out and shot as many rounds in the air as I could and waited. The day grew dark, and I looked at my watch and it was only noon. Looking more closely at the darkness, I saw that it wasn’t the normal kind of darkness that follows with the night, it was the darkness that had would erase humanity off the face of the earth.
The fluttering from the millions of wings went from a small vibrating to an enormous earthquake. I picked up my little surprise, a nuke strong enough to kill the sun, and set it for 00:30 seconds. As it counted down, the creatures all flew down at me all at once. Pulling out both my guns, I fired at them, and one by one they hit the ground, but there were just too many of them. Then one struck me right on the neck. I tore it off taking a chunk of my flesh with it, threw it to the ground, and pumped one straight through its head. Then another struck me in the back of my calf, then another in the arm. One by one, hamsters latched onto my skin as I tried the hopeless job of ripping them off. As I became enveloped in fur, I watched as the timer hit 0:00. There was a bright flash, and the rumbling of 5,000 earthquakes as the world was ripped to shreds. Then, nothing.
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