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The challenge is to create a Star Wars and Halo crossover. The conditions are as follows:

-In the HALO universe it occurs shortly before the Fall of Reach
-In the SW universe the Galactic Empire is at its height (Post-ESB)
-No Master Chief Wanking
-There are multiple SPARTAN IIs involved
-No Flood involvement
-Raw Hotdogs must be mentioned at least twice on seperate occasions

-Raw Hotdogs must be mentioned at least twice on seperate occasions

I just felt like putting that in there. It still applies.

Covies vs GE or UNSC only?

Covies, the GE, and UNSC all have to be involved. You can even throw in a few of the rebels. The sides are determined by the author. It can be Covie vs GE and UNSC, Covie vs UNSC vs GE, GE vs Covie and UNSC, etc.

I'll do it!

Sorry, no time.

There was one being written about a year ago that I really was enjoying, but it never got finished. I dont know if anyone remembers it but the MC whipped some Vong ass barehanded

So, is anyone going to try to do this?

*Punches way into Fan-Fiction forum like He-Man in the cartoon's opening credits*
*THWOK!!!*
I will!!


Song and Sorrow on The High Seas, By Utsanomiko.

It was within the recreation room aboard the Earth frigate H.R. Puffnstuff, where the SPARTAN soldier Jeremiah-313 was making fun of Tim-148's sister.

"Jeremiah, stop making fun of my sister," Tim demanded.

"Dude, I'm telling you, she begged me to bang her with a raw hotdog!" Jeremiah-313 was adamant on discussing the subject.
"It evened out in the end, though: later she gave me a footjob."

"A footjob?"

"Yeah, it's where she strokes your dick with her fee-"

"I *know* what a footjob is!" Tim sighed in frustration and disgust, banging his head against the view port. "Hey, what is that ship-thing?" It was definitely some kind of ship; large and arrowhead-shaped, with a command tower prominently jutting out the top. A volley of green bolts of light flew out from the new warship, brighter and hotter than anything comprehendible.

"Timothy," the tone in Jeremiah-313's voice became very serious. "I want you to know I always loved your sister. I should have gotten around to marrying her, so you could have had some legitimate relatives for a change."

Tim replied with the only appropriate comment available. "Aww, snap..." The green lights punched through the frigate, shredding it instantly and detonating its reactor in a fiery blast. The debris plumed out in all directions.

The Imperial naval officer commanding the attacking ship watched in satisfaction. "I must say, that was a good show," he commented to the subordinate Lieutenant next to him.

"Yes sir, it was jolly-good. More hotdogs, Captain?"

"Oh, why yes, thank you." He grabbed one off the conveniently-located tray and began stuffing it into his mouth loudly. Abruptly, he spat it back out. "What in blazes? This hotdog isn't even cooked! Outrageous!" He threw the raw hotdog onto the steel floor and stormed off the bridge. "I expected better than this rubbish, Lieutenant."

The Lieutenant was left to stand alone, sobbing.

I think that's going to be as good as they come.