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Metroid: Rogue: Ch 5Commander ThruskMetroid: Rogue: Ch 5 by Triforce-Dragon
My ship entered the region of space containing Phrygis, the large yellow star at the center of the small system quite visible in the distance. There were only four planets in the entire system, but large amounts of debris floated around the system from various rocks, most of which dated back to the systems formation, proving a hazard to any ship traveling the system.
It also made long range scanners near useless as debris would mess up any readings beyond a certain range, a fact that I was counting on along with the other stealth systems of my ship, to make me virtually undetectable as I approached, but only to a certain extent.
As such I brought my ship in a wide arc around the system, slowly circling Phrygis until I knew that the Federation outpost was at the opposite side compared to me, a fact that would limit their sensors somewhat.
Following Adam’s suggestion on how to get close from there I had computer calculate an entry angle for the planet’
Metroid: Rogue: Ch 4Planning and ArmingMetroid: Rogue: Ch 4 by Triforce-Dragon
I leaned forward, watching the screen as the data I had downloaded all appeared. I quickly sorted it through it, keeping only what was essential right now.
"Adam, what are we looking for?" I asked quickly, knowing that Adam, probably had more experience with this than I.
"Strange patterns in the reports or locations visited or weird omissions in the profile.
I'll look over her patrol reports, if you look at her profile," said Adam even as the purple orb moved off to the side.
Nodding in agreement I brought up Milona Saenz profile, downloaded along with the other reports. The picture accompanying the profile showed a serious looking light skinned woman with short raven black hair and wearing the traditional Federation commander HQ uniform.
Additional data mentioned her as a skilled personal fighter, well loved by the people in her platoon, but also that she was prone to emotional outbursts at times.
"Do you know her?" I asked quickly as I followed the purple e
Metroid: Rogue: Ch 3Safe HavenMetroid: Rogue: Ch 3 by Triforce-Dragon
The ship started to even out as we left atmosphere and the ships own artificial gravity took over allowing me to regain my footing after the sudden take off and head towards the cockpit.
I quickly headed to the cockpit, arriving to see a few plasma shots flying past the front of the ship, a light shaking marking when a blast impacted the ship.
“Are we damaged?” I asked quickly, seeing U-Mos by the controls, manipulating them using a form of telekinesis as his size did not fit the cockpit.
“No, we managed to get to the atmosphere before the fleet truly reacted, so for now it is only light fighters in pursuit and our upgraded shields compared to the standard model should be able to handle that,” said Adam quickly.
A few more plasma shots flew past the cockpit even as warnings blared across the screen. A little ahead off to the side I could see a Federation Griffin-class frigate accelerating to cut us off. But before it had the chance our ship acc
Metroid: Rogue: Ch 2Breaking and EnteringMetroid: Rogue: Ch 2 by Triforce-Dragon
As I moved through the vent in morph ball form I was careful to watch for sensors or other detection methods. It would be stupid to trip an alarm now just because I did not expect this entrance to be watched.
It was strange to infiltrate a facility, this facility even, while staying hidden and unseen. While not my first time having to sneak around, it was never my first choice. My hacking tools and morph ball mostly saw use for circumventing obstacles, not as the main focus.
But in this case I had little choice. Getting out of the building could get ugly if I was discovered, getting off the planet even harder than that if we did not away fast before the defense fleet could intercept.
I managed to make my way up two floors in morph ball form before I was forced to leave the vents to continue. Watching from the vent exit I scanned the room, a small meeting room by the looks of it, for any sign of cameras or other security, but saw nothing and I pushed a
Metroid: First ExperienceVaria Suit...check.Metroid: First Experience by Thunderchin
All Metroids dead...check.
Alright, time to get this show on the road, I thought as my finger struck the Missile trigger. A projectile streaked out of the Arm Cannon attached to my arm and impacted the red door ahead of me. The door was blown off its hinges, and I stepped inside to find something so familiar, yet at the same time so very alien.
The first obstacle was the array of big red life-support tubes blocking the passage ahead. I hit the trigger again, and another crimson explosive rocketed its way to the target. It may have been a first obstacle, but damned if I've ever seen a tougher one...HOLY CRAP!
I saw the Turret pop out of its hatch on the wall just in time to avoid its burst of machine gun fire. Switching temporarily to my Ice Beam, I struck it again and again with shots that normally froze enemies solid. But it absorbed ten shots and not so much as a lone crystal
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Zero-Suit Alternate--for Metroid-Club ContestWritten for metroid-club's Contest 16:
The goal? Redesign Samus’ Zero Suit. And so we go.
A tall figure stood against the wall of an out of the way spaceport as she waited for her latest client, some Federation rep who--ironically enough--didn’t seem to know what galactic-standard time meant. As the minutes drew slowly on, Samus Aran looked down at herself, musing upon her clothing, so often worn yet so rarely seen beneath the armor of her Chozo Battle Suit.
Below all else, a bodysuit the color of desert sand thrummed with living energy against her skin. It covered her entire body down from the neck, thick enough with technology and insulation to soften the lines of her body--amazonian, but lithe and long-limbed--without compromising her essential flexibility.
A sparse exoskeleton of Chozo biometal merged into the bodysuit, almost invisible along the limbs and most of the front--nothing but dark lines and patches lurking below the suit’s surface to mark its presence--
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