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| Metroid, 6th Recon Unit; i couldn't call it Metroid Fusion, lol | |
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| Topic Started: May 21 2008, 12:19 PM (445 Views) | |
| Greth | May 21 2008, 12:19 PM Post #1 |
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This is an original story based on the Metroid Franchise, taking place before Metroid (as in the first game). Of course it has FEF members, otherwise it wouldn't garner any attention here. I saw that Feez and Leon were doing FEF fics, so i figured i might as well jump on the bandwagon instead of doing ym next game review or working on the FEF game at anyrate, i got the idea after looking at the cover of the may 2008 issue of Popular Science. ![]() If i refer to armor in the fic, I mean that up there. next post will be first chapter |
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Has been known as: mrmastodon, Greth, MF Greth, L, Shu, Sailor Star Healer Voted most manly last time, and most underrated twice in a row, shit yeah! | |
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| Greth | May 21 2008, 01:13 PM Post #2 |
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“Sir, the primary terminal’s scanner is picking up planetary activity on undesignated surfaces.” “For what planet?” “The second planet from FS-176, the planet known as Zebes” ____________ Chapter One ____________ Greth entered the meeting room, the central hub to the spacecraft the Starjumper; it was the sixth ship for the Galactic Federation Police’s Recon Squadron. The room was spacey, and lit by the strange orb lights that floated in mid-air. Greth never knew what to make of those things. The Purple and blue shades of the ship, mixed with the bluish glow from those orbs always gave him this weird, calming feeling. Most noticeable in this room was either the long, ovular table, which glowed iridescently. The room was finished off with a huge holographic monitor. It was hard to believe these things existed, especially after living in a pre-modern kind of society on Earth. “Alright kids, we’ve got a commission from HQ,” Sentenal announced as he entered the room. Greth was so mesmerized by his surroundings, he nearly forgot he was sitting in on a meeting with his peers. Four other officers and his captain. “Give me a sound off.” “Reporting, sir!” Hafeez said with diligence. That was just like Hafeez. He was a bit of a busy-bee, as Greth might put it. He was a good guy though. He made great steak. Fun to play some chess with. Everyone on board just called him “Feez”. He was the team’s communications and explosives guy. Most teams had two guys for that, but Feez was some sort of super-genius, so he handled both jobs, which just made more room for team brute force. “I’m here, sir.” Rin was a pretty meek girl, when in regular interaction, but she was a strong soldier. Greth had personally seen her kill three space pirates with two pistol bullets. Not many men could claim that. That extra brute force that was earlier mentioned, that would be Rin. “Yeah.” That was P.Z. His name was a testament to his attitude. Sly, show-offy. Greth wasn’t sure what his real name was anymore, but it didn’t matter. P.Z. Was the kind of guy that had three prom dates in high school, and then went with someone entirely different, simply because he could. Greth noticed how his sneakers were propped up on the table and his leather jacket’s collar was standing up. It made Greth roll his eyes to himself, but there wasn’t much he could do. “I’m here, guys.” Phil. There wasn’t much to say about Phil. Greth liked the guy, he was a bit annoying sometimes though. He was always cracking jokes at the wrong time. He was a loyal guy though, and never let Greth down before. He was easily Greth’s best friend on the ship, they were always hanging out. Phil happened to be an ace sniper. “Present, sir.” Greth was a pretty typical guy. He lived on Earth until he was 19, where he joined the Galactic Federation’s Police Force. He wanted to see space, being an adventurous kid and everything typical in that story. He’s twenty four now, just about the same age as everyone else, the exception being the Captain. Sentenal was a veteran at the age of 39. He had seen more conflict than most Federation Officers do in their entire service, and that’s because he was an amazing soldier. There’s a story that he earned his medal of bravery after killing six space pirates with nothing but his fists, so he could carry one of his wounded comrades back to their encampment. He’s some sort of super-solider, and his history shows it. He was offered a General position, but he declined, preferring to be on the field of battle. “Alright, since everyone’s here… HQ says we’ve got activity on Zebes. Probably a small group of pirates looking for somewhere to hideout for awhile. Doesn’t look like much else. We’re dropping in because we just so happen to be in the area. We’re just gonna check it out, kill any pirates, and make our report. Easy pay bonus. We’re actually following the 12th and 3rd teams, who already dropped in and have yet to report. We’ll be meeting up with them after we land on the surface. Take note that Zebes might be a relatively small planet, but it is a natural maze, and it’s easy to get lost. This means we’re gonna have to stick together on this one. Any questions?” Feez quickly raised, “What’s our drop point?” “The Brinstar sector, it happens to be where our activity seems to be stemming from,” Sentenal replied. “Easy… we should be back in time for dinner.” P.Z. commented. “Never underestimate the mission,” Greth retorted. “Never.” “Whatever…” P.Z. sighed. “Alright team, let’s get ready to roll out.” |
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Has been known as: mrmastodon, Greth, MF Greth, L, Shu, Sailor Star Healer Voted most manly last time, and most underrated twice in a row, shit yeah! | |
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| Leon | May 21 2008, 01:31 PM Post #3 |
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GUUUUNDAAAAAAAM
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Good, though you threw in a lot of characters for a short chapter. |
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| Greth | May 21 2008, 01:39 PM Post #4 |
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fuck all y'all
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no. lol. |
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Has been known as: mrmastodon, Greth, MF Greth, L, Shu, Sailor Star Healer Voted most manly last time, and most underrated twice in a row, shit yeah! | |
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| +Reaver | May 21 2008, 02:26 PM Post #5 |
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Troll
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Nice start, get it rolling. |
Favorite Staffer Summer 2008 -- Send me a Personal Message | |
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| Tiaro | May 21 2008, 02:42 PM Post #6 |
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Or you could put us all in Samus suits~ |
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| Greth | May 21 2008, 02:45 PM Post #7 |
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Samus Aran is the ONLY ONE with that suit. She's the only one who could've, it's a Chozo artifact. Besides, i feel like the one im using looks a bit more uniform. |
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Has been known as: mrmastodon, Greth, MF Greth, L, Shu, Sailor Star Healer Voted most manly last time, and most underrated twice in a row, shit yeah! | |
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| Tiaro | May 21 2008, 02:56 PM Post #8 |
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Samus is a she. And I'll admit it'd be too much rape for whatever we fight. XD |
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| Greth | May 21 2008, 03:01 PM Post #9 |
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i knew that, sometimes i just mix things up, you're right though, Samus is a she. trust me i know, though, i love metroid. |
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Has been known as: mrmastodon, Greth, MF Greth, L, Shu, Sailor Star Healer Voted most manly last time, and most underrated twice in a row, shit yeah! | |
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| Feez | May 21 2008, 07:03 PM Post #10 |
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Ebullient Future
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Nice to see me in here.
Keep up the work Greth.
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| PhantomZero | May 21 2008, 07:05 PM Post #11 |
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Swarley
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I'm awesome. |
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A NEW WORLD ORDER ~Known as PhantomZero, Mr. Noogen, Yosuke Hanamura | |
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| Greth | May 21 2008, 07:45 PM Post #12 |
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____________ Chapter Two ____________ Greth entered the capsule that was human shaped. He closed his eyes. There was steam and clamping sounds. Clicks and beeps, and then he felt a right grip on his body. A few seconds later, a release. He was now in his Federation Approved Exo-Armor. It made him stronger, faster, able to leap higher, and gave him a reliably durable armor. More noticeable was the extra claw on his right fist, an extra attachment to help him grasp the ungraspable. It could detach and hook to his belt when he was not using it, which he immediately did. The HUD in his helmet lit up, showing his life signs, his weapon supply, and a short range scanner that was connected to the ship’s computer terminal, which in turn was connected to the Federation network to give him any info he needed, whenever he needed it. On the wall next to him was his weapon, a TR-31 Automatic. It was like an assault rifle, but the shells it carried, after being fired, released a bullet of pure plasma. Or laser. Greth wasn’t sure what it was, lasers and the such were the way weapons were going nowadays. Or they had been since humanity entered occupied outer-space. It didn’t really matter, he figured, a gun was a gun. There was a small emergency laser pistol attached to his hip as well, a handy little device that could transform into a whip if need be. His preparations were done, so he exited the chamber into the small drop hatch of the ship. His fellow officers were waiting for their drop point cue. None of them were nervous, and P.Z. was rather relaxed, sitting on the bench and leaning against the wall with his leg propped up against the other, and his arms crossed behind his head. “You know what I’m going to do with the extra cash?” He started, “I’m gonna’ upgrade my ride back home. Get a new finish and dash and stuff… it’ll be sick. Hey Rin, maybe you can ride in it with me someday, eh?” Rin blushed and stepped back a bit, “Yeah…sure…great.” Phil snickered a bit to himself and nudged P.Z. “Will you give me a ride too, baby?” This prompted the hotshot to punch him in the arm pretty good. “Ow! Damn, good thing I’m wearing this armor…” Sentenal growled a bit, “Cut it out, we’re about to drop. Bryars, what’s our status?” “Light is green, approaching destination, drop in thirty,” a voice replied over the soldiers’ intercom. Bryars was the pilot, and a guy Greth didn’t know too well. He spent most of his to time in the cockpit. At meals he didn’t talk, he just read comic books or surfed the galactic networks with his P.D.C., looking at foreign homepages and checking out his stocks. He was very self-kept. Greth was caught up in his thoughts, and before he knew it, a loud buzzer rang. Good thing he had been trained so well, that dropping became second nature. They were dropped out of the ship a couple hundred feet in the air, a small plasma-chute opening halfway through their descent. It wasn’t meant to make float down though, just break their speed and make them come down at an angle. The armor gave them enough force to land on the ground with any damage to their selves. They would all land a bit differently. Phil was near Greth, noticeably skidding to a halt. Greth rolled for a bit, and immediately perked up with his gun raised, looking for enemy contact. None visible. He checked his scanner, only to pick up nothing. “Captain, the area looks clear.” “Okay, I think we’ve all landed now.” They all met in the middle of the clearing where they landed. Except P.Z., he was about ten feet off to the side, casually sitting on a tree branch. “Let’s set up encampment and wait for friendly contact,” Sentenal ordered. |
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Has been known as: mrmastodon, Greth, MF Greth, L, Shu, Sailor Star Healer Voted most manly last time, and most underrated twice in a row, shit yeah! | |
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| Tiaro | May 21 2008, 08:58 PM Post #13 |
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Short.
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| PhantomZero | May 21 2008, 09:39 PM Post #14 |
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Swarley
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I'm still awesome. |
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A NEW WORLD ORDER ~Known as PhantomZero, Mr. Noogen, Yosuke Hanamura | |
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| Hospitality | May 21 2008, 09:56 PM Post #15 |
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My rooming is horrible.
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You're a dick. |
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Keep up the work Greth.
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