100 Smashin' Ways
by AAR
Time
A particular period considered as distinct from other periods
Snake groaned as dawn approached. Morning never appealed to him as the afternoon did. Pulling himself up, he glanced out the window on a battleship he had infiltrated, to see red bleed out and purple fade off.
It was time to explore the ship though, before anything nasty happened to the ex-soldier. Snake stood up cautiously; mindful of the tremors that occasionally shook the area (which he didn't know was the trash dump at the time). He stepped over a curious patch of grease and rust before an opening appeared, sucking everything inside the ship's compartment onto an island forcefully.
Author's Notes: This is late. Blurgh.