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I dont know why people keep adding these to their Halo groups, this picture is ugly. Add these instead
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I always go to s profile and see all her videogame OCs and want to make one, but I LOATHE doing fanart. Im never good at it (ow these are painful to look at).
After going through s profile I finally decided to confront my fanartophobia and drew up some Halo OCs (still ow)

"But like EW why THOSE? Theyre so ANNOYING"
What can I say, I will forever be addicted to avian creatures. And besides, elites are grossly overrepresented, and the females are fugly. Brutes and grunts are fugly, and engineers, drones and hunters only speak in gurgles. Not much fun there. Maybe Ill make a pet moa.

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Dahl is a female skirmisher, who -despite her bold and standoffish nature- managed to survive and murder her way up to the rank of champion. Her skin is light gray, almost a pale blue-white, and her feathers have a slight ruddy tint on their tips. She has a helmet, but refuses to wear it except in heavy battle, saying it makes her head itch. Her skin and appearance is smoother than most skirmisher, almost like that of regular jackals, and even parts of her armor appear ripped off of one. She has the small point defense shields on each arm, as well as the wrist-mounted plasma blade on each hand. Though her main weapon is her needle rifle, she would much rather use the daggers, and wont hesitate to bring her claws into play in a pinch. She is boisterous and surprisingly friendly, considering her track record. Like all kig-yar, she wont hesitate to trade with humans should the opportunity arise...and wont hesitate to shoot them later should the order be given. She is loyal to her squad, herself and her next meal and paycheck...and not much else. Like most kig-yar, she scoffs at the sangheili and unggoy, thinking the former to be pompous and self absorbed and the latter to be foolish and weak. In fact, the only other race shell admit to admiring is the mgalekgolo...when shes not wondering what the little worms taste like.

Gur is a male kig-yar sniper with red-orange skin and dark, rust colored frills. He is left handed, and has a point defense shield (that he never uses) attached to his right arm and a plasma dagger attached to his left that he only uses in emergencies. Though most forces upgraded to the beam rifle, he is still fond of his particle beam rifle. Though he has had 0G training as a ranger, he prefers to keep his feet on the ground, and eventually joined the ranks of ordinary snipers. He is more quiet and patient than mos kig-yar, preferring to think things over and take his time to get the perfect shot. Like many of his kind, he is loyal to money, not religion, and has been suspected of trading weapons and supplies with humans when no other forces are around. Though he generally finds the other Covenant races detestable, he does his best to keep his opinion to himself. Dont let the quiet nature fool you though, hes eaten the flesh off plenty of enemy (and the occasional ally) soldiers. Unlike many kig-yar, he prefers to make sure his dinner is dead before he eats it, something of a kindness by kig-yar standards.

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I dont know why people keep adding these to their Halo groups, this picture is ugly. Add these instead
[link]
[link]
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I always go to s profile and see all her videogame OCs and want to make one, but I LOATHE doing fanart. Im never good at it (ow these are painful to look at).
After going through s profile I finally decided to confront my fanartophobia and drew up some Halo OCs (still ow)

"But like EW why THOSE? Theyre so ANNOYING"
What can I say, I will forever be addicted to avian creatures. And besides, elites are grossly overrepresented, and the females are fugly. Brutes and grunts are fugly, and engineers, drones and hunters only speak in gurgles. Not much fun there. Maybe Ill make a pet moa.

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Dahl is a female skirmisher, who -despite her bold and standoffish nature- managed to survive and murder her way up to the rank of champion. Her skin is light gray, almost a pale blue-white, and her feathers have a slight ruddy tint on their tips. She has a helmet, but refuses to wear it except in heavy battle, saying it makes her head itch. Her skin and appearance is smoother than most skirmisher, almost like that of regular jackals, and even parts of her armor appear ripped off of one. She has the small point defense shields on each arm, as well as the wrist-mounted plasma blade on each hand. Though her main weapon is her needle rifle, she would much rather use the daggers, and wont hesitate to bring her claws into play in a pinch. She is boisterous and surprisingly friendly, considering her track record. Like all kig-yar, she wont hesitate to trade with humans should the opportunity arise...and wont hesitate to shoot them later should the order be given. She is loyal to her squad, herself and her next meal and paycheck...and not much else. Like most kig-yar, she scoffs at the sangheili and unggoy, thinking the former to be pompous and self absorbed and the latter to be foolish and weak. In fact, the only other race shell admit to admiring is the mgalekgolo...when shes not wondering what the little worms taste like.

Gur is a male kig-yar sniper with red-orange skin and dark, rust colored frills. He is left handed, and has a point defense shield (that he never uses) attached to his right arm and a plasma dagger attached to his left that he only uses in emergencies. Though most forces upgraded to the beam rifle, he is still fond of his particle beam rifle. Though he has had 0G training as a ranger, he prefers to keep his feet on the ground, and eventually joined the ranks of ordinary snipers. He is more quiet and patient than mos kig-yar, preferring to think things over and take his time to get the perfect shot. Like many of his kind, he is loyal to money, not religion, and has been suspected of trading weapons and supplies with humans when no other forces are around. Though he generally finds the other Covenant races detestable, he does his best to keep his opinion to himself. Dont let the quiet nature fool you though, hes eaten the flesh off plenty of enemy (and the occasional ally) soldiers. Unlike many kig-yar, he prefers to make sure his dinner is dead before he eats it, something of a kindness by kig-yar standards.