I did render of Master Chief from Halo

**HectorOfTroy** · 11-17-2023, 07:49 PM

Big Halo fan here. Based off the Halo Novel descriptions, forgot to make him pale, other than that I think I did a good job

In Halo: The Flood, referring to John in 2552, he is described as having "Short hair, with serious eyes, a firm mouth, and a strong jaw."

The picture in the file showed a typical six-year-old male. He had tousled brown hair and a sly grin that
revealed a gap between his front teeth. A few freckles were speckled across his checks. Good—she
could match the patterns to confirm his identity.
“Our subject.” As she angled the pad toward the Lieutenant so he could see the boy, Dr. Halsey noticed
that the picture was four months old. Didn’t ONI realize how fast these children changed? Sloppy. She
made a note to request updated pictures on a regular basis until phase three started.
“Is that him?” the Lieutenant whispered.
Dr. Halsey looked up.
The Lieutenant nodded to a grassy hill at the end of the playground. The crest of that hill was bare dirt,
scuffed clean of all vegetation. A dozen boys pushed and shoved one another—grabbed, tackled, rolled
down the slope, and then got up, ran back, and started the process over.
“King of the hill,” Dr. Halsey remarked.
One boy stood on the crest. He blocked, pushed, and strong-armed all the other children.
Dr. Halsey pointed her data pad at him and recorded this incident for later study. She zoomed in on the
subject to get a better look. This boy smiled and showed the same small gap between his front teeth. A
split-second freeze frame and she matched his freckles to the picture on file.
“That’s our boy.”
He was taller than the other children by a full head, and—if his performance in the game was any
indicator—stronger as well. Another boy grabbed him from behind in a headlock. Number 117 peeled
the boy off, and—with a laugh—tossed him down the hillside like a toy.
Dr. Halsey had expected a specimen of perfect physical proportions and stunning intellect. True, the
subject was strong and fast, but he was also dirty and rude.
Then again, unrealistic and subjective perceptions had to be confronted in these field studies. What did
she really expect? He was a six-year-old boy—full of life and unchecked emotion and as predictable as
the wind.
Three boys ganged up on him. Two grabbed his legs and one threw his arms around his chest. They all
tumbled down the hill. Number 117 kicked and punched and bit his attackers until they let go and ran
away to a safe distance. He rose and tore back up the hill, bumping another boy and shouting that he was
king.
“He seems,” the Lieutenant started, “um, very animated.”
“Yes,” Dr. Halsey said. “We may be able to use this one.”