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Super Metal Mario Sonic Gear

Somewhere in a Tanker near New York, a man fitted in a blue sneaking suit complete with gear hides in a box labeled "Oranges" on the side. When suddenly a ring came in his ear. The man then placed his finger behind his ear, trying to recieve a codec call. Codec was a special way of communicating with one or more people. In a way, it was a cellular phone trapped in a head. As the man recieved a call he instantly heard his partner in crime, Otacon. Otacon was one of the few survivors of the Shadow Moses Incident. His real name was Emmerich, but was always referred to Otacon. Being a fan of anime, Otacon had dedicated his life into building robotic machines. One of his biggest accomplishents was Metal Gear Rex. Otacon occasionally wears glasses and casual looking outfits.

"Got the time to talk for a sec, Snake?" asked Otacon as he placed his glasses.

"Not really, Otacon" replied Snake, " I'm a little busy at the moment."

As Snake hid in his box, he was eyeing on a guard who was urinating off from the tanker. Snake had waited for hours for the guard to leave, but the guard took his time. As he stood there, Snake didn't heard a single drop from the guard. All he could hear was the dripping of the rain hitting against the ocean and tanker.

"What is taking this guy's time?" wondered Snake, " Just pee already!"

"Who goes there!?" replied the guard. He turned around and zipped his pants and had gone into a far more alert stance. He noticed that the sound came from the box and decided to walk towards it to investigate. But then the guard had realized that he had misplaced his AK47 somewhere in the tanker.

"Damn!" cursed the guard, " Why do I always leave my gun in the pantry!?"

As the guard stood in his frustation. Snake instantly revealed himself to the guard, aiming his MK. 2 pistol on the guards head.

"Freeze" Snake said in his gravelly voice, " Don't move if you know whats good for ya"

"Please! Don't shoot!" Pleaded the guard. He willingly shook his belongings off from his pants. The guard gave Snake a little dance in exchange for his life.

"Heh" chuckled Snake, "I don't need your tags"

Snake then shot a dart off from his weapon directly to the forehead of the guard. The guard responded by fainting, he then fell to the cold wet metal floor of the tanker snoozing in dreamland.

"All right Otacon" Snake asked, " Whattya want?"

"Well Snake" Answered Otacon, " I need you off the tanker, Metal Gear Ray can wait."

"What?!" said Snake in a mixed shocked and angry tone. Snake had jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge all the way down to a tanker. He didn't want come all the way here and turn back for nothing. Besides how was Snake supposed to get out of the tanker? The ship had already set sail. And Snake couldn't just go overboard. He would be diving into his own grave.

"I am NOT leaving this tanker" Snake angrily said " I came all the way down from the Brooklyn Bridge and you expect me to turn around and swim off to shore!?"

"Look Snake" sighed Otacon, "There's gotta be some rescue boats around there in that tanker".

"Great, now you want me to ROW all the way to shore!?" questioned Snake still in his angry and annoyed voice.

"Look do you want me to get a chopper out there and land on the tanker and hope that the guards won't notice it" replied Otacon.

"Fine, I'll find the freakin rescue boat" Snake said as he gave in to Otacon's demands.

Meanwhile on the shores of New York, Otacon was waiting with a helicopter behind him. As he stood, Otacon looked onto the horizon of the ocean. He saw a silhouetted figure of a man rowing a yellow inflated rescue boat from the tanker. As he looked more closely, he realized in a split second that it was Solid Snake with an annoyed yet relieved look on his face as he was ready to depart from the rescue boat.

"All right I'm here" Snake tiredly spoke as he got off from the rescue boat, " Now what's so godamn important that you wanted to talk to me about?"

"Glad to see your here, Snake" joked Otacon, " Well the reason why I wanted you off that tanker because someone just e-mailed me something when you jumped off the Brooklyn Bridge".

"You know, you should of told me that before I jumped" informed Snake even more annoyed, "Just because I'm a former Foxhound member doesn't mean I can't break a few bones when I jump off from high ranged buildings".

"Sorry" apologized Otacon, "But anyways the e-mail I recieved was from a Mr. Miyamoto".

"And?" Snake asked. Snake wasn't very familiar with celebrities or famous people, he was just too busy saving the world from Metal Gear. There was no time to watch television or any other forms of entertainment for Snake.

"Mr. Miyamoto is the famous creator of the Nintendo franchise" Answered Otacon, "He wants you to join some tournament called Super Smash Bros. Brawl".

This then caught Snake's attention. He never really heard of Miyamoto, but he was familiar with Nintendo. As a child, Snake had played various video games on his NES. But sadly his father, Big Boss, would turn off the system and order him to focus more on his physical prime. Now Snake couldn't play with video games but once in a while he would play just a little bit of "Super Mario Sunshine" there and just a little bit of "Sonic Adventure Battle 2" here.

"Super Smash Bros. Brawl huh?" Snake said in wonder, "Sounds like to me that we should contact this Miyamoto and tell him that I'm on my way"

"Great Snake" Otacon said in excitement, "We'll be meeting with the other fighters in an area called the Mushroom Kingdom"

As silly as that last word sound to Snake. He lit his cigarette and inhaled, he then took his cig off his mouth and said...

"It's show time"