Once upon a time, Samus Aran has landed on some sort of business town called "Fleetburn". At the town square, there was the most famous statue called "The Platinum Eye". "Wow!" Samus exclaimed, "An eye." So Samus wants to have a closer look of the Platinum Eye. She really loved the color of the eye. After that, Samus took off her helmet and walked some more.
Suddenly, an authorized floating armatron probe bursts into action and reports directly toward the bounty hunter who arrived. Then Samus was a little worried if she was going to be attacked. "Mathematic authorization is needed: 15^2," The probe said to Samus. Samus said, "Uh, 225?" "Granted!" The armatron probe claimed. Samus didn't know what the behavior of armatron probes would be.
The probe starts scanning Samus and she can't tell what it's doing. Then, the armatron probe said, "Welcome Samus!" "Hello!" Samus replied back. "What's your name?" Samus asked him.
Then he said, "They call me G.P. 2000: I'm an armatron probe." "What are armatrons?" "They are a small flying machine with four barrels of unique weapons and an eye of any color."
In this case, Samus does understand what armatron probes are like. "C'mon," G.P. said, "let's go meet my friends." "What does 'G.P.' mean?" She asked as she followed him. "Guard Probe." G.P. 2000 replied back. 3 minutes later, Samus and G.P. have arrived at the Fleetburn Robotics Center. "Behold: the robot building!" G.P. said to Samus."
As G.P. 2000 and Samus went inside the robot center, they've seen a variety of built robots. "Where are your friends?" Samus asked G.P. 2000. "They're at the Alimbic exhibit," G.P. explained, "follow me!" When Samus was following G.P. 2000, she saw a giant robotic arm with lights clamping a wooden plate, a centipede robot that makes random noises and a cube robot that almost looks like G.P. 2000. "Here we are!" G.P. said. Not to mention, Samus seems familiar with the Alimbic race because she found some lore back at the Alimbic Cluster.
G.P. said, "Meet Drillbit and Speed Beetle." "Hello Samus!" They both greeted her. "Hi!" Samus replied back to them. "This is Speed Beetle, he's a voldrum. And this is a Drillbit." He explained. "I'm a psycho bit!" Drillbit said. "Whatever!" G.P. argued.
"Are you Alimbic?" Samus said to them. "Yes," Drillbit said, "we're two peas in a pod." I remember how psycho bits look like, Samus thought. "Here's a mathematical challenge," Drillbit said, "What is 8 + 8 + 8 + 8 + 8 + 8 + 8 + 8?" "64?" She said. "Close; it's 8^2." Drillbit explained.
"Hey Samus, do you wanna hear a joke?" Speed Beetle asked her. "Sure." She accepted. "What do you call an Alimbic musical instrument?" "I don't know Speed Beetle," She said. Speed Beetle said, "A vol-drum!" And then Speed Beetle laughed maniacally because of the pun. And Samus laughed too.
G.P. told Drillbit, "Who's Gorea?" And Drillbit shared, "Gorea was an evil maniac; he punished the majority of the Alimbic race and he was torturing us so hard and started to get away with it. We were worried about Gorea destroying the Alimbic power. In fact, we managed to lock up Gorea using the seal sphere; although it might not be 100% secure. In report, Gorea is the bad guy." "I know that guy," Samus said, "I fought Gorea too, so did the other hunters."
"C'mon let's go to another exhibit Samus," G.P. said. "Roger!" Samus exclaimed.
End