Read part 2 here! Chapter 1: The introduction The Flood started as a wonderful place. There were golden towers and enormous palaces, one of these palaces held the Oldfomans™, they were the greatest of the great, their wisdom shone and reached all corners if the land. People forever made threads about religion and pointless politics, all to start a flame war of the wills. Tears were shed and weapons were drawn, but in the end everyone always ended up as one big family again. This was the Floods Golden Age. They were told of an upcoming game known as Destiny. They were looking forward. All to quickly Newfomans™ invaded the Flood with class polls and terrible trolls, unfunny and boring. Most of the Oldfomans™ left to go and settle else where, on failing offsite forums, the forums were nuked and they continue to look for a new home, it is up to the Flood to reclaim what they own and rise up against the Desticles. Bungie blinded them with a new bright theme that burnt their eyes and forced them to wear shades until they adjusted. The Flood must adapt, to survive... Chapter 2: The mean streets Super walked down the dark alley, the further he got, the more he saw spray paint on the walls, stating either "( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" or "wha klas u gon pleh" [i]That grammar...[/i] he thought as he crept along the path. He carried on along the road until he saw people drinking outside a place with a sign that said "Qwerty's pub" in rough, scratched letters. He knocked on the old tavern door and stepped onto the muddy rug. He walked over to the bar and ordered a pint of Guiness, his personal favourite, the Irish ran in his blood. Super saw Qwerty with a group of guys and asked, "I need help reclaiming the Flood, who will join me?" Super looked around, Qwerty said, "If you're willing to take care of something first..." "Ok then," said Super, "what do you need?" Qwerty handed him a package, it read, "deliver to COWPIE" Qwerty nodded and Super went on his way. [i]Now where would a Cowpie live?[/i] he thought. He heard a noise and span round to face a man who looked incoherent and round. "I am Camnator!" He exclaimed, removing the Ganja roll up from his lips, "now walk away with your botched lobotomy, cannabis will be legalised, I am a police officer!" "It's you!" Exclaimed Super, Camnator threw a punch but missed, Super grabbed a pole and swung it a him, Camnator howled in pain and pummelled Super mercilessly with his Cannabis cane, that was when super saw a cat man leap off of a rooftop down on Camnator's face... Chapter 3: Biosmiley and COWPIE Camnator got up and ran while Super shook the stars from his eyes. He coughed and spluttered, blood dribbling from his lips, "Who are you?" "I am Biosmiley" and Super passed out. A few hours later, he woke up on a very large bed, with a large Lek'golo towering above him. "Aaaaaaaahhhh" Super exclaimed, "WHATS WRONG?" Super sprang up ready to defend himself, "who are you?" The Lek'golo said, "I AM COWPIE" Biosmiley entered the room, with the package Super was supposed to deliver, "Here you go COWPIE." COWPIE sat down and opened his package, "COOKIES! MY FAVOURITE!" Super grinned,"They're from Qwerty, c'mon lets go to the pub, that will be our base of operations." COWPIE ran outside, rubbing his face in the box of cookies. "Thanks for the save Bio," Super said, "It could have been a lot worse." Bio smiled, "let's go." So the trio embarked upon their quest to gain followers... Chapter 4: Base of operations When the crew returned, they asked Qwerty if they could stay here to set up base, he allowed them this once, for a small fee of 10$ each. The trio went around the pub looking for followers on the quest, one was a guy named Zachary. Zach was a cool guy, but a man of few words it seemed. "I'll help" is all he said to them, but it was enough. They came across a strange fellow named Bastage, he was a wild one but he could be of great service to their crew, "no u" he said, followed by "k" That made the gang a strong five now. They climbed into the cellar and put up maps, laptops and plans. "We need to target this area of Desticles," said Bio, "their presence has grown here over the past few days." Super looked up, "We'll need weapons first." Bastage screamed, "No u!" Interrupting the conversation. "SHUT UP BASTAGE!" Wailed COWPIE, pouncing on him, leading to an intense battle. "Everyone stop..." Said Zach in a quiet voice. "We attack the Desticle armory tonight." Chapter 5: The Desticle armory The group traveled South through Density land, they went unnoticed. They finally made it to the armory, there were 2 Guardians outside, a Hunter and a Titan talking about a Devil Walker or something. Bio climbed over the wall while COWPIE and Bastage caused a distraction drawing the Guardians towards them. "SPACE MAGIC TIEM!!!" Exclaimed the Guardians. The rest of the gang went inside, they saw a rough looking ex-soldier wearing a blood splattered brute helmet, "Hey I was here first!" Bio scowled, "Scram jphn, you bosh'tet!" Jphn was scavenging for weapons and he grabbed a rifle. "You move and I shoot." he said. All of a sudden, COWPIE and Bastage came crashing through the wall, launching themselves onto Jphn. "WE MAKE A GREAT TEAM!" Said COWPIE, "yes u du" said Bastage. Super stood over Jphn, clasping the rifle, already aimed at his head. "You have courage, soldier, I'll offer my services." Super considered the offer as the others grabbed the loot, "Good choice, now hurry." The group made a bee-line for the exit, they heard a faint, "wha klas u gon pleh" in the distance, the Desticles were coming... Chapter 6: The mysterious Sniper An angry mob of Desticles was upon the team, out of know where they began dropping like flies. They heard gunshots and shells bouncing on the ground. They looked around at the dead Desticles and saw the glint of a golden visor and a sniper rifle barrel oking out from a bush. On a body, a note was placed,"Thank your friendly neighbourhood Dragon Sniper" it read. "The hell?" Said Jphn, "I don't know..." Said Bio. "We could use him... Let's go back to base." 3 hours later, gear in hand, the motley crew returned to the cellar and tracked the sniper's locations to one point, the Troll Threads. It was a dangerous place, where the tears of Newfomen™ were delicious... Chapter 7: The Troll Threads The team packed their bags and continued on their journey. This sniper would be valuable to them and they could not let this slide. So they tried not to cry or rage the whole way through the thread, but it got too much for them. COWPIE kicked down a wall while people laughed at his reaction to the "COWPIE sucks thread lel" so Bio had to drag him along, people hated on Bio for his Tali dance and they slapped him the hell up. Super was flamed for making a thread where nobody even read the #sarcasm tag. The others left unscathed, dragging the affected three behind. Super was angry at the hate and stormed off from the group and cried. "Come back!" Said Bio, " NO!" Super roared loudly, while the Trolls laughed at his anger. "We must journey on." Said Zach. There he stood, Dragon Sniper, he was arguing with someone over a topic called "why religion sucks" He started punching the other guy and he fell to the ground. "Sniper?" Called Bastage, "we needs u" Dragon turned round and laughed, "this is not a place for the weak." "We need help getting Super back, he won't budge!" Zach had finally said more than three words, he had the courage to find his voice. "Him? Oh he's replied to me a few times, a little annoying sometimes, but I don't mind, c'mon lets just get a move on." Just then, a sound of breaking glass could be heard, the Desticles had ambushed them.