I bring you another edition of Overheard in Halo, where I get a glimpse of the part of America that I normally don't hear about first hand. While playing a Halo 3 match online, two people on my team who knew each other were voice chatting. A guy (R—) and a girl (W—). Paraphrased from memory:
R—: So are you going to have to kill anyboody?
W—: I don't think so. I hope not.
R—: Probably not?
W—: Well I'm just gonna be like an administrator.
R—: What about J—? Did he kill anybody?
W—: Yeah, he did.
R—: Yeah, but if some towelheads are, like, shooting at you, what are you gonna do?
W—: I guess.
R—: How many did he kill?
W—: Just one.
R—: Was he all freaked out about it?
W—: No, not really, but it was a kid.
R—: It was a kid? How did it happen?
W—: Well, there was an AK-47 on the ground next to the kid because his dad just died, and J— told him not to pick it up, but he picked it up, and so he had to shoot him.
R—: Oh wow, where did he shoot him?
W—: In the chest, I think.
R—: So at least it didn't make his head explode or something. Man. But the dad was probably some towelhead who was shooting at him or something, right?
R—: Oh well, I guess I don't see J— getting too freaked out about that. He probably wouldn't be freaked out at all if it wasn't a kid. Hey didn't J— get shot at a lot over there?
W—: Yeah I think so.
R—: Didn't an RPG hit his Jeep or something?
W—: Well, an RPG went through his Jeep, but it didn't explode. But yeah he got shot at a lot.
R—: Oh, okay. Man, this game is so laggy! I can't hit anything! I hate when they keep popping up behind me where they weren't a second ago!
And the chatter petered out for the rest of the game for the most part, except with R— complaining about network lag every once in a while.
(Here's my last overheard in Halo post.)