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Some time back when I was new to these boards, I started off a type of Round Robin fanfic where, at the end of a person's segment, they would present (at least) four options for the next person to choose where the story went next.

http://www.metroid2002.com/forum/viewtopic.php?p=62934 - here it is, featuring a Dallas-style resolution to Metroid Fusion, Samus almost marrying Ridley (but it was Kraid in her suit at the altar) and the total sugarization of the galaxy from Kool-Aid. Well, almost, since people stopped writing. Anyhoo, more than a year on, I've decided to kick-off another one. Check out what we did right and what we did wrong with the first one. This one plays by the same rules.




The mission had been long, and dangerous. More than once, Samus came within a whisker of losing her life. After defeating many native critters on this world, she came face to face with her target: Ridley, commander of the Space Pirates.

Even a cursory glance of Ridley's surroundings caused Samus to hesitate opening fire. It was decorated with streamers, ballons, and various plushie animals. "I am right, aren't I?" Ridley asked. "It's your birthday."

"How the hell did you find out?" Samus asked. She was more surprised than angry, but that too.

"The Galactic Federation has an APB out on you for skipping out on your trial."

"See, I tried going to my court hearing, but somebody kept shooting at me."

"Wasn't me."

Samus glared at him.

"Okay, a little bit. But can you blame me? For such a small creature, you sure do blow up a lot of big things. I'm impressed." Ridley threw a small electronic device towards Samus, and she caught it. "That allows you to use your neural energies to generate a new reality. The changes can be big, or small."

"So it grants wishes."

Ridley grinned as best he could, considering a fire-breathing pterodactyl shouldn't be able to smile at all. "Happy Birthday."

Samus looked at it. It appeared to have three charges left in it. She closed her eyes, and wished for



A) nothing. She shot Ridley's goddamn head off.
B) a family.
C) a not guilty verdict.
D) a Polly Pocket.

(Pick one, and write from that. When you're done, give the next person four choices. Enjoy!)
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