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Thursday, October 14

Meet Bob, the Golden Ranger

I simply just had to steal this post from the HBO forums cos like well, it was just awesome and I've got nothing else to do.... does Bob the Golden Ranger remind you of Bumblebee from Transformers?

The Blue Ninja writes:


Ever since I heard of Elites scouring the countryside of our beloved Reach, I've been travelling all across the planet, trying to document and study the creatures. While ONI tries to depict them as brainless lizards, I've discovered they're actually very clever, very fierce and very proud warriors, who wouldn't hesitate to snap my neck and eat my elbows. This knowledge, however, has not stopped me: after all, I've had some training to deal with problematic and armored situations.

As I traveled and documented, I began hearing tales of a mysterious type of Elite. These mandibled enigmas look a lot like their lesser Ranger brethren, with one key difference: they have Gold armor. I was intrigued, to say the least. Occasionally, I came across one of these Bigfoots of the Sangheili species, and quickly discerned a pattern: they would always appear in the same place, and when they spotted any human presence nearby, would make a break for it, eventually disappearing alltogether. Curious behavior for an Elite, to say the least.





So imagine my surprise when, as I was traversing the Covenant-infested landscape of Utzkotet, one of these so-called 'Bobs' (as the population of Reach have come to calling them) not only appeared appeared in a place it had never appeared before, but also proceeded to attack me. Not having anticipated this attack, I was quickly overwhelmed, and forced to retreat.





The Elite, while more aggressive than his colleagues, was still less aggressive than a "normal" Sangheili, however. As I made my second foray into its territory, it just stood there, and watched: undoubtedly waiting for me to get close again.





In the end, my survival instincts took over, and I decided I'd kill first, and investigate later. In an impressive display of gravity-defiance (even if I do say so myself), I pushed the Elite down to my level, where I'd be able to tango with him on a much more intimate distance.





I don't like dancing, though, and quickly decided to cut our téte-à-téte short. Literally.




Here's a video of one of the instances of the Golden Rod appearing:




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