SAMUS FINDS A SECRET WORLD
By: Mr. Manguy
I don't own Metroid. Metroid is owned by Nintendo and a bunch of other people who aren't me. Please don't sue me, kill me, or freeze me with an ice beam.
Samus was jumping through the corridors of planet Zebes on her first adventure ever. She came across a pipe letting insect creatures out of it. Samus was low on missiles and saw a golden opportunity to recharge her supply. Then, one came at her from an unexpected direction and put her through the wall.
"Hey, what the hell," I wondered, "That's not supposed to happen, hey, where am I?"
"That's a good question," Samus said.
Samus ran through a weird rapidly shifting room until she saw a house- looking thing. The sign on it read: Mad Marline's house of bad girlz.
"Oh, man, what kind of an idiot would spoil Metroid by putting a whore house in it, hey, Samus, what are you doing?"
Samus was busy taking off her power suit, and walking to the door of the house. "I'm taking a break, We've been playing for almost two hours, and I'm tired and horny."
"But you're a girl, Samus, put your suit back on, we're almost finished."
"Yes, we are finished."
"No, Samus, we are not finished yet."
"Go play Legend of Zelda or something."
"Damn bitch."
I turned off Metroid, took it out of the NES, and stuffed it into the garbage disposal. Then I wrote to Nintendo and told them that the Metroid games couldn't be played because the over-sexed horny lesbian bitch of a video game hero refused to do anything outside of the whore-house they put in the game.
Fin
By: Mr. Manguy
I don't own Metroid. Metroid is owned by Nintendo and a bunch of other people who aren't me. Please don't sue me, kill me, or freeze me with an ice beam.
Samus was jumping through the corridors of planet Zebes on her first adventure ever. She came across a pipe letting insect creatures out of it. Samus was low on missiles and saw a golden opportunity to recharge her supply. Then, one came at her from an unexpected direction and put her through the wall.
"Hey, what the hell," I wondered, "That's not supposed to happen, hey, where am I?"
"That's a good question," Samus said.
Samus ran through a weird rapidly shifting room until she saw a house- looking thing. The sign on it read: Mad Marline's house of bad girlz.
"Oh, man, what kind of an idiot would spoil Metroid by putting a whore house in it, hey, Samus, what are you doing?"
Samus was busy taking off her power suit, and walking to the door of the house. "I'm taking a break, We've been playing for almost two hours, and I'm tired and horny."
"But you're a girl, Samus, put your suit back on, we're almost finished."
"Yes, we are finished."
"No, Samus, we are not finished yet."
"Go play Legend of Zelda or something."
"Damn bitch."
I turned off Metroid, took it out of the NES, and stuffed it into the garbage disposal. Then I wrote to Nintendo and told them that the Metroid games couldn't be played because the over-sexed horny lesbian bitch of a video game hero refused to do anything outside of the whore-house they put in the game.
Fin