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just poppin in to let you all know i’m still alive

i have a lot of stuff to deal with rn, i won’t be dropping any current threads or anything but i just haven’t been able to focus on writing

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*hands you fruit gummy(singular)*

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ . . . "

—- - She gingerly picks up the one(1) singular fruit gummy. Red flavour.

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ . . . Thanks . "

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// Y'know, you should never trust strangers Sammy.

(¬‿¬) —This is gonna be fun.

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ That's my secret . "

" I don't trust anyone . "

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Like a brisk breeze in the early morning the samurai leapt into the fray, the large beast creeping up behind the other felled by his blade. He did not let his guard down as other creatures continued to gather, but his face carried a placid smile, the situation clearly being something he was not unfamiliar with. 

❧❧ ❝ I hope you do not mind me interfering, I do hate to see someone so outnumbered. ❞

He lightly tipped his kasa in greetings, taking only a brief moment to look at the person he just helped. Well then, that’s more armor than he’s seen even on Palpebran adventurers the few times he’s visited.

❧❧ ❝ Though something tells me you wouldn’t have needed the assistance of my blade regardless. ❞

—- - As much as she prefers to work alone- leaving all responsibility of her, to her, she can’t deny that the horde slowly gathering around her was getting irritating. All of these strange, unfamiliar creatures were more than easy to put back into the ground- but for whatever reason they seemed attracted to her technology. So in mere moments, she was surrounded and forced to stand her ground.

—- - A glance is thrown in the stranger’s direction- but no further conversation is made. It seems like Samus isn’t even paying mind to his presence, until just before one of the insect-like creatures rises from the ground just beneath the man- Samus lunges over, picking him up with her hand, and stomping the exoskeleton of the insect to pieces.

        -And she sets him down gently and gets right back to monster slaying.

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Samus Aran

This Samus was here on a mission - she is more liberal in accepting them than the older counterpart seemed to be - and she’s blissfully unaware of the other Samus’s presence, even. It wasn’t a break, no, far from it. She’s arrived for scouting purposes and to suss out the general populous.

Even though she’s far enough in the timeline to have had experience with phazon and the whole Dark Samus ordeal, she didn’t care much. Her compassion and empathy would be the death of her someday, if something else didn’t kill her first.

But then, she feels something. It’s a slight pull at her senses but it’s strong enough not to ignore, so she presses her back against the far wall to scan the area as descreetly as she possibly can.

Hmm. Nothing odd, really. But what is it she’s feeling?

—- - The longer that her double stands there, the sooner she knows that she’ll get exposed, and some kind of situation will be on her hands. There’s no possible way any of her known enemies had somehow reverse-engineered the power suit; then again, she’s not all too familiar with the makeup of this sleeker, more streamlined design of the power suit.

—- - She finds curiosity getting the better of her, for once. Her drink is brought up to her lips- another sip taken- before it’s set down, and Samus leans back into her seat; firing a glance at the other bounty hunter before going back to looking like she’s minding her own business.

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Samus Aran.

The taller counterpart walked alongside herself, arm cannon ready to be fired at a moments notice. Any and all creatures here were no doubt X Parasites in disguise and none of them were going to get the drop on either of the Samus’. She’ll make sure of that. 

The hunter looks down as the other speaks and for a moment she’s taken back into her memories. There were many times throughout her life she thought it would be the end of her. That final attack from Mother Brain convinced Samus it was indeed going to be it, that her mission was ultimately going to end in failure. But then the hatchling saved her. It cost them their life but they saved her to finally put an end to that wretched tyrannical AI. Rest in peace, little hatchling.

“Years ago.” She finally spoke. “My latest mission was to Planet ZDR.” 

—- - Samus looks down at the ground for a moment, thinking about that. ZDR? Why does that name sound so familiar? She could swear that Old Bird or Grey Voice- or any of the other Thoha scientists at the time- had mentioned it at some point. For what reason, though, she couldn’t place...

          But if the taller hunter had been there, she knows that if it was mentioned- it wasn’t mentioned lightly.

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ I’m guessing it has to do with these parasites . “

—- - As the pair draw closer to where the point of first contact was- they find none of the Federation officers, nor any of the other parasites. Samus clenches her fist, and scans the immediate area- still finding nothing of note. Seems like this has suddenly become a rescue operation.

[inaaaactive]

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i should make a baiken blog

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Samus Aran.

The immediate difference was the sheer height gap between them. Samus had obviously grown into being a tall woman but her mixing of metroid and chozo DNA skyrocketed that height to nearly eight feet. The transformation was a gradual one, starting a mere few weeks after her time on ZDR. Everything else soon followed suite.

Sadly things don’t get any easier. But that was fine for the hunter. It just meant someone else wouldn’t have to endure this kind of life.

Samus nods her head to the question. “Yes. In my time I was infected by the first parasite. I nearly died but the Federation managed to retrieve me. They had created a metroid vaccine to use on me which had the benefit of allowing me to absorb them.” The hunter properly explained. For a moment she thought about ZDR. Raven Beak, Quiet Robe. All of it. Should she mention that as well? No, one step at a time. Right now the focus needs to be on the X Parasite here before matters get worse.

“We should move. It’s only a matter of time before they recognize what I am and by then they’ll do everything they can to get rid of me.” 

—- - Without even nodding, Samus rolls her shoulders, places her hand on her arm cannon, and starts moving- back towards where she parted ways with the Federation platoon. As much as she can’t stand the Federation as a whole, those individual lives are worth saving, if possible.

          Samus considers the risk. She doesn’t know what her alternate has gone through- but seeing that they’re technically the same person, she’s sure that the older Samus knows that there’s no way she can get the slightly younger Samus to leave, or be on the defensive. She’s already recognized that while assuming a more solid form, the X parasites can be forced into their much slower, less dextrous true form; where her alternate can then easily absorb them. In her eyes, having the other Samus here made this mission go from a death sentence to a cake walk.

          She can help shoot down the beasties, wherein her alternate can clean up. Easy.

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ . . . My last mission was to return to Zebes.                    Get the hatchling from Ridley . “

                 “ How recent is that for you ? ”

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-  [ honestly my favorite part about the Chozo language in Dread is that it’s an actual language with structure and shit

     and I love it ]

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Samus Aran.

“Good, good.” 

Or was it? The only reason she obtained the metroid vaccine and ability to absorb the X Parasites was because that first one infected her. And now in this parallel time that didn’t happen. But things were already different and…oh she was going to make her head hurt from all this overthinking. She has to mentally shake her mind and turn her full focus onto her counterpart. She’s here now and with pre-existing experience against the X, the larger Samus can handle them when they eventually get courageous again.

Samus nods her head to confirm it. 

“The X Parasites. In my time I have already dealt with them.”

 Just like the metroids they were no more. All that remained was Samus herself and the thing she had gradually turned into.

—- - Then, her attention is finally turned to her alternate’s appearance. She knows that each of her journeys had its own upgrades, suits, and other gadgets tied to it, but... save for the Phazon Crisis, nothing had ever affected her in such a physical way. In a way, Samus eyeing her double up and down, and tilting her head, only really said ‘It doesn’t get any easier for us, does it?’

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ You . . . absorbed them . “

—- - Never the one for conversation, Samus keeps her responses short. Should her alternate have the answers she’s looking for, she doesn’t doubt that she’ll either explain everything or at least provide some helpful information.

         in spite of this, she could piece things together on her own. If this separate timeline, so to speak, was in a similar condition to her own- then she could only assume that this ability to outright consume the X parasites was very Metroid in nature, and that this Samus...

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ The last metroid . “                   “ It’s the key to defending against these ‘X’, isn’t it ?”

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Samus Aran.

This time the sigh that emerges is far more audible. She knows her counterpart is horribly confused by all of this. She is unfortunately in the same boat but for different reasons. At the very least Samus can give some comfort towards the other. She slouches ever so slightly in order to be more at eye-level before speaking.

“I can not give a full answer I’m afraid. I’m inclined to believe this is dimensional activity with me falling into yours. How I’m still not certain.” Her memory is still a little bit fuzzy right now. “I…apologize for the scene earlier. I lost control of myself. You didn’t get infected, did you?”

—- - Samus withdraws her hand from her face, and quickly looks over the surface of her armor. Then, with a quick internal diagnostics check- nothing abnormal was returned. She shakes her head, and glances behind her- around at the immediate area. It seems like the scene the pair caused had attracted all of the parasites in the immediate area, which were then absorbed by the... other Samus. So they had some time.

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ . . . These are the parasites the Chozo wanted to destroy . “

—- - Samus states, almost matter-of-factly. She had a great majority of Thoha history simply memorized, and so she recognized the nondescript form and description of the X parasites right away. The Metroids were their answer, and with the X parasites simply not present for so long- nobody ever thought of them. For the longest time, only the Chozo remembered that they existed...

          ...Samus destroyed all the Metroids. Save for the hatchling she let live.

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Samus Aran.

Ah, good. The greeter is the same. That just saved her a lot of time. Hearing the fluent Chozo words puts a small smile onto her face. It’s nice hearing that again. She was fluent in a few languages but by far her favorite will always be the chozo.

The hunter promptly responded with her name. Samus Aran.

—- - There’s a long period of silence. Of thought- of reasoning within her own head. None of this makes sense. She’s no stranger to the supernatural- the paracausal- but absolutely nothing in her head could explain what’s happening right now. She eyes the other hunter up and down- then shakes her head.

          Her hand reaches up to her forehead- and drags down her visor. As experienced as she is, she simply doesn’t have an answer this time. And that frightens her.

ᚑᚖᚆ ᚗ᚜ᚖ᚛⬳ “ What’s going on . . . ? ”

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Samus Aran

The first thought to enter her mind is to turn and flee. However it does not occur. What would it accomplish if she did so? They were both in the heart of X territory right now. Leaving her counterpart here without the knowledge of just what these creatures were capable of was a death sentence. The larger hunter lets out a sigh though it can not be heard. The matter now is getting her self to believe she is also Samus despite the…changes.

The raised cannon is expected for she would have done the same in this scenario. The hunter would wait for a few seconds before giving her response. Her hand goes to her chest before bowing her head slightly towards her counterpart.

Given how different the event unfolded beforehand, Samus is confident in the idea that where she is right now is a parallel time rather than her own but in the past. Of course that gives way to the thought that perhaps the thoha greeter is different in this time instead. She’ll just have to wait and see the response.

—- - Seeing the formal Thoha greeting more than catches her off guard. In fact, she’s left stunned for a moment- but once her senses quickly return, she lowers her arm cannon... and returns the greeting. She doesn’t fully believe that this is... who she thinks it is... but seeing a familiar Chozo practice brings some comfort, and affords her some space to lower her guard. Just slightly.

—- - Samus recites, asking ‘who are you?’ in fluent Chozo. To her, the true test of trust would be if this stranger could not only understand what she’s saying- but respond.

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Samus?

There’s no stopping her as she ventures deeper within in search of her prey. The lumbering hunter is slowing down unfortunately given the amount of energy it takes to run now. She wasn’t a human since a young age and even now she’s far less than that. Her own speed booster is activated with her reserved energy to make the necessary push forward. She can almost sense it being near. No, many. The sight of the hunting horde sends Samus’ mind into a madness of insatiableness. Now she really was in overdrive.

Almost like it was instinct was her shinespark activated and the behemoth rampaged its way to its prey. Her helmet de-materialized mere moments before reaching the horde, exposing her mutated features to all. It was both recognizable and alien at the same time.

The event that unfolded next was truly something to behold. Samus wasted no time in gorging herself. Many were absorbed through the suit, others were straight up shoved into her fanged maw to be devoured. She was like a ravenous beast with only one thought in mind : KILL THE PARASITE.

The final one met her crushing hand, absorbed. The once plentiful horde that had sought out her counterpart was nothing now. Simply gone for good. Slowly but surely did the creature return back to its senses. Her blue eyes stared down to her hand before at the other. Samus almost seemed a little confused. Like she had been in a haze. 

Only now does she realize her helmet is gone and her mutated face exposed. In a panic she brings it back up to hide herself. A nervous step is taken back as her visor falls upon her smaller self.

—- - In the instant that the horde of X parasites was impacted by the shinespark, the sheer force of the impact causes Samus to get thrown a ways forward, tripping her up and deactivating her own speed booster. With her own agility, she plants a hand on the ground to catch her own fall and brings herself back up to her feet. Near-instantly, her arm cannon is brought up towards the display, and a wave of horror washes over her facial expression, for just a moment.

          Is she eating the parasites? And that suit... it looks like...

—- - There was no mistaking it. She was face to face- yet again- with another doppelganger. But this one was far too different to assume anything. The suit- the features- the... everything. She keeps her guard up, though- arm cannon raised at the alternate, without any sign of lowering it.

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????? ????

The sounds of missiles and charge shots alert the hunter and carefully does she look out once more. The sight before her is both a surprise and not one at all. It’s like watching a memory come to life right before her very eyes. The X Parasite attempting to lunge its way towards her and infect. To her surprise the other had the time to roll out of the way. She hadn’t.

Samus nearly died that day.

Her eyes remained glued to the scene, heart rapidly racing. More so than before in fact. She could feel…something. A rising urge. An unstoppable desire hitting her to her very core. Slowly but surely her vision started to become blurry and hazy. Everything around her started to not matter. Not even the counterpart doing their best to handle the X. The only thing Samus could see was the parasite.

Clawed armored fingers dug into the formation as her mind started to lose itself. Consume the Parasite. Absorb the Parasite. Kill the Parasite. The thoughts repeated over and over in her mind. It very quickly became too much to ignore. Her metroid DNA was acting up, sent into overdrive once more. For once it was for a good reason.

As the two head deeper into the dark forest, Samus gives her own chase. The lumbering hunter charges forward at a terrifying speed. The Federation officers are but blurs to her vision yet she evades them anyway simply but leaping into the air and over. Samus comes down with a thunderous slam, knocking them all down to the ground. The hunter stomps forward with a ravenous need.

Consume. Absorb. Kill.

—- - The Federation platoon, while all relatively unharmed- all stared on in confusion and terror as they picked themselves up from the ground. Before any of them could establish a point of communication to ask for evac or reinforcements- or even simply report what was happening- a wave of X parasites jumped out from the brush around them, causing them to scatter as the hulking bounty hunter pursued the singular X she’d set her eyes on.

          Samus, along her path of escape from the parasite, attracted a few more of them- with each passing moment, creatures were either melting down into their base form, or getting trampled by her speed booster and joining the horde that was slowly forming behind her.

—- - She doesn’t know what to do. They’re impervious to her weapons- she has no choice but to assume everything here is already infected. And she has a horde of them making hot pursuit as she charges through the biological woods of SR388. Their home turf. She won’t be able to run forever, but she needs a moment to think. Think...

[rpmindthinker]

If they stand behind you, give them protection.

If they stand beside you, give them respect.

If they stand if front of you, watch their back. And if they stand against you, show them no mercy.