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Kid Metroid II: Uprising of Samus
Who: Pit, Samus, and anyone else who wants to join in
What: ANGELS AND BOUNTY HUNTERS IN SPACE. The events of Kid Icarus Uprising: Chapter 8 are relived as well as some events in Metroid II.
Where: IN SPACE. Then the star pirates' ship. Then we segue into SR388 up until the death of the Metroid Queen.
When: June 23rd, but time is so spazzed out that it probably doesn't make much sense regardless of date.
Great. Just great. Pit only just landed foot on school grounds after his 29 year break, and what happens? He instantly gets vacuum-packed into this bizarre pocket of space-time disharmony. Not much time for salutations anymore!
The odd pulsing, compacting sensation that coupled with getting sucked up by the portal diminished, and Pit felt himself floating. He wasn't attached to any structure whatsoever and gravity had unchained him, or so it felt. Pit knew this feeling. This was the feeling of flying.
Or hovering. Since that's what you do in space from time to time. He opened his eyes to be greeted with the inky blue horizon of space engulfing his vision. It only took a moment before he realized where he was.
"It's like I'm hitting replay on this chapter my life or something," he awed as the sea of stars glittered like sand before him. Weird... On each side of his shoulders lingered a fairy orbitar. Yeah, this totally happened before. He remembered like it was yesterday because he totally served up the space Kraken with these little guys.
Oh! And Palutena's power of flight was searing through his wings! Grinning ear to ear, he took an experimental swerve to the left, then a swerve to the right. The first enemies popped up: remboblams. It was time to go.
He remembered this clearly. What was going through his head at the time? The scenery for one. He recalled paying attention to the mission objective... Oh! That's right! "The sacred treasures!" he shouted. Then it was like he snapped backwards in time to fit the mold.
"So, the Three Sacred Treasures are pretty old now. Do they still work?"
Palutena chimes in from her mysteriously omnipotent position from Skyworld, as if on cue. "They've grown more brittle with age, but they'll likely last a few more battles."
"You're not exactly inspiring confidence here."
"Well maybe you don't even need them anymore. Don't be such a chicken."
The angel deemed chicken went ahead and plucked those remboblams out of the sky with shots from his orbitars. "I'm no chicken! I could take Medusa with one arm tied behind my back!"
"Listen to that swagger! You've toughened up nicely, Pit. Remember when you'd be like, "I'm finished!" all the time?"
"I... still say that... a lot..."
Things proceeded normally from here, but not for long...
What: ANGELS AND BOUNTY HUNTERS IN SPACE. The events of Kid Icarus Uprising: Chapter 8 are relived as well as some events in Metroid II.
Where: IN SPACE. Then the star pirates' ship. Then we segue into SR388 up until the death of the Metroid Queen.
When: June 23rd, but time is so spazzed out that it probably doesn't make much sense regardless of date.
Great. Just great. Pit only just landed foot on school grounds after his 29 year break, and what happens? He instantly gets vacuum-packed into this bizarre pocket of space-time disharmony. Not much time for salutations anymore!
The odd pulsing, compacting sensation that coupled with getting sucked up by the portal diminished, and Pit felt himself floating. He wasn't attached to any structure whatsoever and gravity had unchained him, or so it felt. Pit knew this feeling. This was the feeling of flying.
Or hovering. Since that's what you do in space from time to time. He opened his eyes to be greeted with the inky blue horizon of space engulfing his vision. It only took a moment before he realized where he was.
"It's like I'm hitting replay on this chapter my life or something," he awed as the sea of stars glittered like sand before him. Weird... On each side of his shoulders lingered a fairy orbitar. Yeah, this totally happened before. He remembered like it was yesterday because he totally served up the space Kraken with these little guys.
Oh! And Palutena's power of flight was searing through his wings! Grinning ear to ear, he took an experimental swerve to the left, then a swerve to the right. The first enemies popped up: remboblams. It was time to go.
He remembered this clearly. What was going through his head at the time? The scenery for one. He recalled paying attention to the mission objective... Oh! That's right! "The sacred treasures!" he shouted. Then it was like he snapped backwards in time to fit the mold.
"So, the Three Sacred Treasures are pretty old now. Do they still work?"
Palutena chimes in from her mysteriously omnipotent position from Skyworld, as if on cue. "They've grown more brittle with age, but they'll likely last a few more battles."
"You're not exactly inspiring confidence here."
"Well maybe you don't even need them anymore. Don't be such a chicken."
The angel deemed chicken went ahead and plucked those remboblams out of the sky with shots from his orbitars. "I'm no chicken! I could take Medusa with one arm tied behind my back!"
"Listen to that swagger! You've toughened up nicely, Pit. Remember when you'd be like, "I'm finished!" all the time?"
"I... still say that... a lot..."
Things proceeded normally from here, but not for long...
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It sure was surreal having Palutena and Mac finally talk to each other, Pit thought as he bounced up jump pads with Mac. They made it to the top and reached a doorway, where they would enter it and take a turn down a curvy hallway. Out popped another space pirate, and Pit wasted no time firing away with his fancy fairy satellites until it was decimated."I'll lead the forefront," he told Mac. "You can take any baddies that managed to get past me." They continued down that hall into the next room combating more cronies along the way, until they reached the generator room.