Even though anon is totally obvious and fails at writing Chief.
Samus and Master Chief go on an ~*Adventure*~
“Behind you.”
Samus turned her head to see, sure enough, another one of the lobster monsters running towards her. Unfazed, she lifted her cannon. A shot to the face sent the creature crumpling to the ground before it disintegrated. She turned back to the mess of wires in the wall she was previously working on.
“You couldn’t have gotten that?”
“I thought you liked taking care of them yourself,” the Chief shrugged. Samus was constantly trying to prove how she could handle herself. If she was in any real danger from the creatures, he would have stepped in, but there was nothing wrong with teaching Samus about the usefulness of others for the moment. “No luck with the door yet?”
“No,” Samus thinks maybe Chief should try working with only one hand sometime. “I don’t think it’ll open from this side.” The two were stuck. They had been working to open a door to a passage that would lead them to the center of the abandoned facility where they would obtain a sample of florotitan, a chemical manufactured on this planet. What Stacy wanted with it, neither of them knew.
“We’ll go around then, there’s probably a different route…”
“Of course there’s a different route, but this one is the fastest.”
“We can’t get through this way. That hallway we passed earlier might take us around,” Chief pointed back in that general direction.
“No, I can find a much faster route than that,” Samus was still eyeing the door.
A pause in the conversation, the two just looked at each other before turning to go their separate ways. It was another unspoken competition between them. Although never truly acknowledged by either, they both knew about it and would both deny any sort of real feud between them.
Chief jogged through the hallways, backtracking to the beginning of the facility. One simple change in their former path lead him down an entirely new maze of rooms, each filled with wonderful surprises. By which we mean alien scum.
No matter though, each creature went down fairly easily with a few blasts to the head or a plasma grenade tossed into the room. It was easy stuff for him. He had made it to another door that would lead him into the passage they were trying to access before with surprising speed. Samus had not followed him; he was sure he would have beaten her.
Except when he walked in, he found Samus casually leaning against a wall, adjusting with width of her cannon like she had nothing better to do.
She looked up at Chief “Took you long enough.”
“How did you…”
She cut him off, “Air ducts.”
Chief looked at the conveniently morph ball sized air ducts and shook his head. He wasn’t even going to bother asking any more.
Samus nods towards the last door leading to the center of the facility. They were just a few steps away from their mission goal. Chief steps over to the door and opens it. It’s dark. It’s quiet.
It’s too quiet.
They peak in; the florotitan is in a convenient container in the center of the room. The two step into the room, the door immediately shuts behind them. With a menacing growl, an ominous looking creature crawls out from the darkness. It’s sickening grin and seemingly hundreds of glowing eyes would strike fear into the hearts of any normal human. Luckily, our two heroes are anything but normal humans.
And what resulted is a combination of epic skills and pure badassery. A barrage of bullets and beams and blasts and booms coupled with missiles and grenades makes for great explosions. A battle simply too awesome to be described with plain text resulted.
Thud. The monster falls to the ground, but the expected calm after the battle never comes. A shrill beeping fills the room. A stray missile or a missed blast must have triggered the…
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Samus and Master Chief go on an ~*Adventure*~
“Behind you.”
Samus turned her head to see, sure enough, another one of the lobster monsters running towards her. Unfazed, she lifted her cannon. A shot to the face sent the creature crumpling to the ground before it disintegrated. She turned back to the mess of wires in the wall she was previously working on.
“You couldn’t have gotten that?”
“I thought you liked taking care of them yourself,” the Chief shrugged. Samus was constantly trying to prove how she could handle herself. If she was in any real danger from the creatures, he would have stepped in, but there was nothing wrong with teaching Samus about the usefulness of others for the moment. “No luck with the door yet?”
“No,” Samus thinks maybe Chief should try working with only one hand sometime. “I don’t think it’ll open from this side.” The two were stuck. They had been working to open a door to a passage that would lead them to the center of the abandoned facility where they would obtain a sample of florotitan, a chemical manufactured on this planet. What Stacy wanted with it, neither of them knew.
“We’ll go around then, there’s probably a different route…”
“Of course there’s a different route, but this one is the fastest.”
“We can’t get through this way. That hallway we passed earlier might take us around,” Chief pointed back in that general direction.
“No, I can find a much faster route than that,” Samus was still eyeing the door.
A pause in the conversation, the two just looked at each other before turning to go their separate ways. It was another unspoken competition between them. Although never truly acknowledged by either, they both knew about it and would both deny any sort of real feud between them.
Chief jogged through the hallways, backtracking to the beginning of the facility. One simple change in their former path lead him down an entirely new maze of rooms, each filled with wonderful surprises. By which we mean alien scum.
No matter though, each creature went down fairly easily with a few blasts to the head or a plasma grenade tossed into the room. It was easy stuff for him. He had made it to another door that would lead him into the passage they were trying to access before with surprising speed. Samus had not followed him; he was sure he would have beaten her.
Except when he walked in, he found Samus casually leaning against a wall, adjusting with width of her cannon like she had nothing better to do.
She looked up at Chief “Took you long enough.”
“How did you…”
She cut him off, “Air ducts.”
Chief looked at the
conveniently morph ball sizedair ducts and shook his head. He wasn’t even going to bother asking any more.Samus nods towards the last door leading to the center of the facility. They were just a few steps away from their mission goal. Chief steps over to the door and opens it. It’s dark. It’s quiet.
It’s too quiet.
They peak in; the florotitan is in a convenient container in the center of the room. The two step into the room, the door immediately shuts behind them. With a menacing growl, an ominous looking creature crawls out from the darkness. It’s sickening grin and seemingly hundreds of glowing eyes would strike fear into the hearts of any normal human. Luckily, our two heroes are anything but normal humans.
And what resulted is a combination of epic skills and pure badassery. A barrage of bullets and beams and blasts and booms coupled with missiles and grenades makes for great explosions. A battle simply too awesome to be described with plain text resulted.
Thud. The monster falls to the ground, but the expected calm after the battle never comes. A shrill beeping fills the room. A stray missile or a missed blast must have triggered the…