This is the true story of a sad sad little man. Once upon a time there was a young gay lad, yes gay. He was sooo happy, he loved fallout so much. Every night he prayed for Fawkes to come to him. Fawkes is love, Fawkes is life he would say. His mother and father were busy having sex with a tranny so they didn't notice how sick their child was. One night it was cold, but then Broken steel...I mean broken troll felt a warmth beside him. "It's Fawkes!" He cried in joy thinking that the jolly greenish yellow giant had come to fill him with lazers. But then he turned and saw a massive glowing sword....IT WAS AN ELITE. Thrown against the wall Broken Troll was lunged at, again and again. Bright blue balls slammed against him. With a long "wort wort" gasp the elite filled him with pink mist. After the elite finished he looked at the child and said "now you gotta holy ring boi, I'll be back for dat wort wort". The child cried and cried while pleasuring himself with tree bark. He swear that day to spread his hate of halo. And that my friends is the true unaltered story of the number 1 heavy weight Bungie forum champ Broken Steel 3....I mean Broken Troll 3.....yeahhh [spoiler]Sorry had like 5 mins of free time waiting for a friend in gta, had to do it lolol[/spoiler]