Post by FIERY VENGEANCE! on Mar 26, 2008 15:38:23 GMT -5
The Great Fox. A magnificent aircraft, which is the residence of the mercenary group Star Fox. AND IT WAS UNDER ATTACK!
"ROB, give us readings!" the retired pilot Peppy Hare said to the pilot of the Great Fox, a R.O.B. model called ROB 64.
"Status: Shields offline. Mobility limited. Great Cannon offline. Wings damaged. G-Diffusion System Offline. Ion-Fusion Reactor..."
"What about it?"
"Ion-Fusion Reactor: OFFLINE"
"WHAAAAAAAT?!?!?!"
Things weren't looking so great for the Great Fox. Apparently, it was ambushed by Evil Missiles of DOOM(tm) and ended up getting bombarded by them. The last time that happened, Peppy was still a pilot and Slippy Toad, the Star Fox team's head mechanic, was still alive. At least that time, Fox, Falco, Slippy, and Peppy had to destroy the missiles. This time, the Missiles reflected the shots the Arwings had made, and the Great Cannon only shot once at a time.
"May I ask what you are doing, unit Peppy?" ROB 64 asked Peppy in its normal monotone voice, to which Peppy responded:
"Standard Cornerian Procedure, Rob. RETREAT!"
Peppy Hare didn't get to his Arwing in time. The Great Fox took one more missile to the hull and was destroyed.
-MEANWHILE-
Fox McCloud was maneuvering his way through a bunch of asteroids when suddenly he received a call from his wingman.
"Fox, I've got bad news. I've just lost contact with the Great Fox."
Fox had the perfect expression on his face. It looked like this:
"You're kidding... right?"
Falco Lombardi held a serious expression on his face.
"You're not kidding, are you?"
"Afraid not. Check your communication device."
Fox did as Falco said, but had no luck. He tried again. Still no dice.
"My god."
"I know."
"The least we can do is give the crew a proper funeral, if that's even possible."
"Like we did with Slippy?"
"Yeah."
So the two flew off, not knowing that the world they were heading to was NOT Corneria...
RECAP:
The Great Fox blew up. THE END.
"ROB, give us readings!" the retired pilot Peppy Hare said to the pilot of the Great Fox, a R.O.B. model called ROB 64.
"Status: Shields offline. Mobility limited. Great Cannon offline. Wings damaged. G-Diffusion System Offline. Ion-Fusion Reactor..."
"What about it?"
"Ion-Fusion Reactor: OFFLINE"
"WHAAAAAAAT?!?!?!"
Things weren't looking so great for the Great Fox. Apparently, it was ambushed by Evil Missiles of DOOM(tm) and ended up getting bombarded by them. The last time that happened, Peppy was still a pilot and Slippy Toad, the Star Fox team's head mechanic, was still alive. At least that time, Fox, Falco, Slippy, and Peppy had to destroy the missiles. This time, the Missiles reflected the shots the Arwings had made, and the Great Cannon only shot once at a time.
"May I ask what you are doing, unit Peppy?" ROB 64 asked Peppy in its normal monotone voice, to which Peppy responded:
"Standard Cornerian Procedure, Rob. RETREAT!"
Peppy Hare didn't get to his Arwing in time. The Great Fox took one more missile to the hull and was destroyed.
-MEANWHILE-
Fox McCloud was maneuvering his way through a bunch of asteroids when suddenly he received a call from his wingman.
"Fox, I've got bad news. I've just lost contact with the Great Fox."
Fox had the perfect expression on his face. It looked like this:
"You're kidding... right?"
Falco Lombardi held a serious expression on his face.
"You're not kidding, are you?"
"Afraid not. Check your communication device."
Fox did as Falco said, but had no luck. He tried again. Still no dice.
"My god."
"I know."
"The least we can do is give the crew a proper funeral, if that's even possible."
"Like we did with Slippy?"
"Yeah."
So the two flew off, not knowing that the world they were heading to was NOT Corneria...
RECAP:
The Great Fox blew up. THE END.