Halo Kid

In high school, he was in an eternal game of imaginary halo. You could run up to him and yell “ENERGY SWORD” and pretend to stab him. He would drop all his books and act out a painful death. No matter what. One time I did it and he said, “Aww, I’m going to be late.” He still committed to it though, as he slowly bled out in the ground, groaning the whole time.

You could throw plasma grenades too. He’d jump out of the way most of the time, but every once in a while, you’d stick that fucker and he’d leap up as he was exploded, throwing all his books and papers everywhere. He was one of the most well liked kids in the school.