User:Stigma-231

Short Hiatus; I'm moving. Finally. It's not a far move, within my same state, but I may be gone for a few days while we get everything set up. I'll technically have a connection there already, but we need to run cables so I can connect. I'll be back as soon as possible, so don't miss me too much! -Stigma

''Were you looking for Stigma-231's guest book? No? You should be.'' ''Or maybe you were looking for Stigma-231's signatures? Not as important, but feel free to look.''

stigma 1. a mark of disgrace or infamy; a stain or reproach, as on one's reputation. 2. Medicine/Medical
 * a. a mental or physical mark that is characteristic of a defect or disease : the stigmata of leprosy.
 * b. a place or point on the skin that bleeds during certain mental states, as in hysteria.

3. Archaic. a mark made by a branding iron on the skin of a criminal or slave.
 * —Dictionary.com

Enigmatic Stigmatic
"We're not nominal!"

- Sgt.johnson, running from Stigma in a tank.

Hail, and welcome to my user page. I go by many names, but here I am known as Stigma-231, Stigma for short. What my other nicknames are don't matter, at least, not at the moment. In due time, of course. How did I come to join this site? If I'm not mistaken, I was looking about at Halo-related things on Google, and somehow found a link to Halopedia. I stopped to read the article I found, intrigued, but became slightly disgruntled by some grammatic mistakes I found later on in the page. This was...unacceptable, especially for a wikia. About three days later, I registered and joined in. Ever since, I've been a relatively dedicated member of Halopedia, trying to upkeep the standard of the wikia that has helped me, to some degree, in quelling my incessant thirst for knowledge. My edits are generally related to fixing grammar and spelling errors, correcting links, and reverting edits when appropriate. Yes, I do have rollback rights, so if you need any help, feel free to ask me. I'm also moderately familiar with wikia codes, so I can also assist in that area, if need be.

Yes, I am a girl. It may seem like I make something of a big deal over it, but I must say I'm proud of who I am, and I don't want to be mistaken for anything else. I'm endlessly glad I didn't turn out to be one of those...despicable, arrogant girls that sit about and play with makeup, talking about the opposite sex. No, I'd rather be playing any of my numerous array of video games, namely first person shooters. I frankly don't care what anybody else might come to think of me because of my hobbies. I do what I like, and how I like it – their opinions are irrelevant. Oh, yes, I have more hobbies than playing video games. I enjoy drawing, writing every now and again, and roleplaying when I get the chance. I run two roleplaying forums, by the way, one of which being Halo related... If you're interested in either, feel free to contact me about them. But, I digress. I also like to write poetry from time to time. At the bottom of my page are a few Halo-related poems I've come up with. The first of which, “Anger”, is supposed to be taken from the potential views of a Sangheili warrior who survived both the Human-Covenant War and the Covenant Civil War. I imagined the Elites were enraged by the treachery of the Prophets during the wars, and would more than likely not allow the remaining San 'Shyuum to live an easy life without guilt. In any case, part of the reason I decided to join was that I believed Halopedia would be a definite source of information, and that it would help me write canon-friendly stories, or draw pictures without having to go all over search engines to find decent reference pictures. It's definitely lived up to my expectations of that.



Hm, what else to go on about? Congratulations, by the way, if you've read this far. Your patience is to be commended. Ah, yes, here we are... Whoever you are, by now you should have noted that I have a great respect for the Elites. Yet, that should not be mistaken at all for a hatred of the Brutes. I'll admit, I may find them to be...vulgar and mindless at times, and I have a certain detestation for specific members of the race, the species as a whole intrigues me. I seem to have a curiosity for just about everything. Even the Flood, although they used to scare me to a high degree. The Gravemind is an awesome creature, one that further intrigues me by way of its poetic speech patterns. All-in-all, I believe it's safe to say that I'm inspired and captivated by the vast majority of the Halo universe. The mysterious Forerunners, humanity's desperate stand against the conglomerate of aliens that make up the Covenant. Everything just makes me want to know more.

Now, I'm pretty sure that's just about all I'll tell here. Everything I've said are the basics about me, though surely there is an almost infinite amount more to know. If you're compelled to learn more, whatever your reasoning is, try talking to me. I'm usually...pretty nice, I believe, though I tend to have those kinds of days that render me in a foul mood. On those days, it's probably best to leave me be. I'm still approachable enough if you need help with something, however. All I ask for is the respect I believe I deserve. If you give me that much, I will return the favour. In any case, thank you for visiting my page, and reading through all of this...or, whatever you've done.

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Poetry
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Anger
So throw down your false beliefs,

Build back the bridges you've burned.

Apologize for those you knocked down

In an attempt to reach beyond the world's final turn.

Never will you be completely forgiven,

Your sins will be writ in history.

For centuries they will hear of your mistakes

For centuries you will mourn what you've done for false glory.

Go
Afraid to run,

Afraid to fight.

Afraid to die,

Alone, in a night.

Afraid to stay,

Afraid to go.

What of the people,

That I'll never know?

But I won't run.

I will fight.

Because I know

That it is right.

To save the people

I'll never know,

I will not stay;

I will go.

Walk
Across the stone floor,

We walk.

Across the grassy ground,

We walk.

Across the rocks,

Over the water,

We walk.

Across the battlefield floor,

We walk.

Across the blood-pooled ground,

We walk.

Across the corpses,

Over their bodies,

We walk.

Across time,

We walk.

Across distance,

We walk.

Forever and ever,

We walk.

We walk. }}