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Well, thank you so much for reading. Just a forewarning, many of the readers that have seen this before commented that this can get confusing. THIS IS QUITE INTENTIONAL, Louie has no frigging clue what's going on. Neither do you. Expect things to get more convulted before they get less.
"You don't seem happy to see me," Olimar stated. He was holding his arms out, begging for a hug. The energy sword he had killed a pikmin with was still live in his left hand.
"Yeah, seeing a pikmin's brain get poked out does that to a person," Louie replied, "Wh-Why did you do that?"
"Well that's easy, silly," Olimar answered, "The machines told me to!"
"Machines. Like the voices?" Louie asked.
"No, voices are for crazy people," Olimar replied, "Look!"
Olimar dug his hands into his suit, and up through his helmet. He brought his hands to his forehead, and began to claw the skin away. Louie turned away, and puked.
Louie could see naked skull when he looked back. Of course, that wasn't the main attraction. A LED on Olimar's skull was blinking rapidly. Small... things, somewhat resembling tiny, tripedal spark plugs began crawling up Olimar's smiling face. The mass of them frothed on his forehead, attacking the bloody tear he made, After a few seconds, the mass retreated, leaving bald skin in their place. Louie looked closely, and saw a blinking green light pulsing from his captains forehead.
"Olimar, you're... you need to come with me," Louie said, nervously. Olimar cocked his head, appearantly to a shrub. The shrub seemed to be making him upset.
"Aw, please? He's like my bestest friend!" Olimar pouted, "Sorry, Louie, they won't let me."
"Olimar, yo..." Louie began. Olimar swung the energy sword, coming millimeters from Louie helmet. Louie stared cross-eyed at the weapon.
"Louie, I don't want to hurt you," Olimar said, in an incongruently comforting tone while holding a lethal weapon, "What the machines say goes. I can't come with you, and that's that." The captain lowered the sword and broke off, running behind a tree. Louie chased after him, only to find that Olimar had dissapeared.
"That was not a reassuring event, was it?" The S.S. Parrotfish (Yes, my name for the ship from Pikmin 2) commented.
-It is imperative we activate the SDRPC now- A blue light said, in a circular, very dark room, -We were lucky that Cepah did not send a search party when IOB first dissapeared; with this information, he will act to the promp.-
-We have also been fortunate that the OBOSTs have not detected our presence!- A red light countered, -They keep an eye on this planet, however blind it may be. Once we embed this planet in a 6-dimensional pocket, they will notice! It can only buy us so much time: they will locate us after some time of digging. The exact time will depend on who will be investigating, what search patterns they use, and much of it will be up to sheer chance. I can say for certain, though, that we will not have advanced far enough to counter their attack!-
-The problem with your argument, REAS- a black light (Yes, a black light in darkness, even when black lights aren't possible in daylight) rumbled, -Is that the OBOSTs will also investigate the retrieval team. If Louie is found by the OBOSTs, he will leak information which will accelerate their search, as will the corpses of our fallen units. He must remain on the planet now.-
Six metal spires extended themselves in an octahedral arrangement around Earth. Spikes shot out from the pillars, sending sparks along the tips spiring upwards. Eventually, they hit a maroon glass sphere on each pillar, which shot a similarly maroon spark into the center of the planet. After a half-minute, the surface of a maroon sphere could be seen coming up from the ground, enveloping everything below it. After the sphere had just passed the edge of Earth's atmosphere, it stopped growing. The surface of the sphere became increasingly jerky, erratic. A certain pattern began to emerge, though, and after a minute the waves on the sphere were as orderly as Adrian Monk's closet. Suddenly, the waves froze, and the sphere began shrinking. From the way the space looked, it would have seemed nothing had ever been there.
Confused? Super! I really liked the idea of having the 'lights' talk with accronyms - not only do you have no idea what they mean, it's just what they'd say as what they are. Hopefully, you're smart enough to use context clues to be able to read that particualr passage.