It was blinding. Flashes everywhere, the hustle and bustle, so
claustrophobic, 'Get me out' she thought.
"GET ME OUT!" Samus screamed, before falling down, down the stairs of the XXX Rated X's Nude Club. It was darker in here, Samus looked up feeling no pain from her fall, all she saw were these...dancing...green and yellow...things. They were so wiggly; they wrapped themselves around a silver pole and almost engulfed it. My god it was a hypnotising sight. It was like living hair gel. Samus got up and just needed to touch one, but as soon as she got up two rather large blue blobs, both of which appeared to be wearing a suit, greeted her. 'What the hell is going on here?' she thought, it was all so very confusing. The blob on the left engulfed one of her arms, and the blob on the right did the same with her other arm. They just kind of floated out of the joint and belched her out onto the pavement.
Samus got up. 'If I'm going to fall down into some place again' she pondered, 'I best make sure there are no blobby things'. She didn't quite know if what she just thought made sense. It didn't matter anyway; she was already half way down the street and falling through a pair of doors.
This time she looked up and found herself in a cold place, full of people eating at tables and also full of people mopping the floor. Samus once again managed to rise to her feet. In front of her was a counter, grey coloured, quite shiny, with three cashiers evenly spread between the counter's space. Behind the middle counter was what could only be described as a complete and utter oddity. There stood a dragon looking rather glum, wearing a greasy shirt and trousers, and a nametag which read "Ridley Jr". Behind the Oddity was a menu, it read:
** McRidley's **
- Burger, 79 credits.
- Burger containing yellow material, 99 credits.
- Cheeseburger, 99 credits.
- Big Ridley, 120 credits.
- Tallon Fries, 60 credits.
- Liquid, 60 credits.
'What's the difference between option two and three?' Samus wondered. She continued to stare at the menu for a moment, slowly deciphering the last few words through her wobbly vision, but Ridley Jr decided to look up and noticed the customer. Samus noticed Ridley Jr noticing her – she made a mental note of this noticing...and then she got confused. Ridley Jr opened its mouth; Samus braced herself for whatever harsh, brutal screeches or sounds this creature would come out with.
"Can I be of assistance, madam?" asked Ridley Jr in a perfectly polite, feminine voice.
"Er yeah" came an oddly gruff reply from our ex-bounty hunter. Someone's been switching roles in the script of life. "Whassa difference between two option and three?"
"The difference is the yellow material, while looking perfectly like cheese, is in fact Sheegoth excretion, carefully taken from Phendrana Drifts. The cheeseburger, while looking perfectly like Sheegoth excretion, carefully taken from Phendrana Drifts, is in fact cheese. We call it 'yellow material' as it just sounds nicer that way."
Every single word after "yellow" simply passed through Samus' mind like Sheegoth excretion, carefully taken from Phendrana Drifts would through your, well, let's not get onto that.
One of the many workers mopping the floor started to mop around Samus, and then started to mop her feet.
"Incredibly sorry, Miss Customer, but we've got to keep this place clean you know!"
A customer quietly eating in the corner overheard this and decided to throw a wrapper on the floor. Every single worker mopping the floor turned and looked – one picked up the wrapper and calmly threw it into the bin, while all the others quietly crowded around the customer embalming him in a kind of mop-stick-jail. Samus didn't have a clue what was going on.
"Okay, thanksh Mrs Dinosaur" Samus finally replied. She decided to fall backwards through the doors she first fell through, and on her way down she saw through the window that the customer who had thrown the wrapper onto the floor was being furiously washed by the workers and their mops.
"Thank you, please come again and sample our Tallon Fries" shouted Ridley Jr just as the doors closed.
Samus groaned. Nothing seemed right, everything was SO confusing. Her head was pounding, her brain was learning how to play the bongo drums, she just needed to let go. Her head, it was as if everything was being drained away, as if things were being sucked out – it hurt so much. Just need to let go. Just, let...go.
"Squeeeeeeeeeee!"
A faint green blob zipped past Samus' vision. Darkness.
"GET ME OUT!" Samus screamed, before falling down, down the stairs of the XXX Rated X's Nude Club. It was darker in here, Samus looked up feeling no pain from her fall, all she saw were these...dancing...green and yellow...things. They were so wiggly; they wrapped themselves around a silver pole and almost engulfed it. My god it was a hypnotising sight. It was like living hair gel. Samus got up and just needed to touch one, but as soon as she got up two rather large blue blobs, both of which appeared to be wearing a suit, greeted her. 'What the hell is going on here?' she thought, it was all so very confusing. The blob on the left engulfed one of her arms, and the blob on the right did the same with her other arm. They just kind of floated out of the joint and belched her out onto the pavement.
Samus got up. 'If I'm going to fall down into some place again' she pondered, 'I best make sure there are no blobby things'. She didn't quite know if what she just thought made sense. It didn't matter anyway; she was already half way down the street and falling through a pair of doors.
This time she looked up and found herself in a cold place, full of people eating at tables and also full of people mopping the floor. Samus once again managed to rise to her feet. In front of her was a counter, grey coloured, quite shiny, with three cashiers evenly spread between the counter's space. Behind the middle counter was what could only be described as a complete and utter oddity. There stood a dragon looking rather glum, wearing a greasy shirt and trousers, and a nametag which read "Ridley Jr". Behind the Oddity was a menu, it read:
** McRidley's **
- Burger, 79 credits.
- Burger containing yellow material, 99 credits.
- Cheeseburger, 99 credits.
- Big Ridley, 120 credits.
- Tallon Fries, 60 credits.
- Liquid, 60 credits.
'What's the difference between option two and three?' Samus wondered. She continued to stare at the menu for a moment, slowly deciphering the last few words through her wobbly vision, but Ridley Jr decided to look up and noticed the customer. Samus noticed Ridley Jr noticing her – she made a mental note of this noticing...and then she got confused. Ridley Jr opened its mouth; Samus braced herself for whatever harsh, brutal screeches or sounds this creature would come out with.
"Can I be of assistance, madam?" asked Ridley Jr in a perfectly polite, feminine voice.
"Er yeah" came an oddly gruff reply from our ex-bounty hunter. Someone's been switching roles in the script of life. "Whassa difference between two option and three?"
"The difference is the yellow material, while looking perfectly like cheese, is in fact Sheegoth excretion, carefully taken from Phendrana Drifts. The cheeseburger, while looking perfectly like Sheegoth excretion, carefully taken from Phendrana Drifts, is in fact cheese. We call it 'yellow material' as it just sounds nicer that way."
Every single word after "yellow" simply passed through Samus' mind like Sheegoth excretion, carefully taken from Phendrana Drifts would through your, well, let's not get onto that.
One of the many workers mopping the floor started to mop around Samus, and then started to mop her feet.
"Incredibly sorry, Miss Customer, but we've got to keep this place clean you know!"
A customer quietly eating in the corner overheard this and decided to throw a wrapper on the floor. Every single worker mopping the floor turned and looked – one picked up the wrapper and calmly threw it into the bin, while all the others quietly crowded around the customer embalming him in a kind of mop-stick-jail. Samus didn't have a clue what was going on.
"Okay, thanksh Mrs Dinosaur" Samus finally replied. She decided to fall backwards through the doors she first fell through, and on her way down she saw through the window that the customer who had thrown the wrapper onto the floor was being furiously washed by the workers and their mops.
"Thank you, please come again and sample our Tallon Fries" shouted Ridley Jr just as the doors closed.
Samus groaned. Nothing seemed right, everything was SO confusing. Her head was pounding, her brain was learning how to play the bongo drums, she just needed to let go. Her head, it was as if everything was being drained away, as if things were being sucked out – it hurt so much. Just need to let go. Just, let...go.
"Squeeeeeeeeeee!"
A faint green blob zipped past Samus' vision. Darkness.
