To cure the pervasive boredom at my cousin's abode, my cousin booted up his copy of Halo 3. Next, he proceeded to load a one-on-one Deathmatch on Guardian with the typical weapon loadout. Since I never owned a game within the Halo franchise, he proceeded to mercilessly pound me to oblivion. Halfway through the match, we continuously tried to outflank each other to reach the optimal positions for a kill. Near the end of our bloody bout, our annihilation attempts deteriorated into kamikaze runs at each other's throats. With our Gravity Hammers slashing through the air, we cried "Hammertime!"