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[color=white][quote]“But among the stars, there is one light that burns brighter than all others. The light of [b]Samus Aran[/b].” — Metroid Prime 1 intro[/quote]
[quote]“When she wasn't pissed, she was extremely annoyed.” — [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ky-eaH9C1l0]Regretroid[/url][/quote]

[collapse=AU: Amazonian Samus][quote]It had been a long and difficult day. From dawn to dusk she’d diligently swept a sector of seemingly dead planet in search of a fugitive last seen in the area by Galactic Federation intelligence. The blonde had never been one to give up quickly, but her scanners couldn’t find a single trace of her target. Eventually she realizes she’s wasting her time and calls it quits at least for the day, turning heel to head back to her ship. As she lay in bed, she felt very weird. Hoping that it was just exhaustion, she told herself it’d go away with rest. Sleep didn’t come easy, and was fitful when it did.

When she roe early the next morning, she felt different in a way her groggy mind couldn’t comprehend at first. In one word, there was [b]more[/b]! She swung her legs off the edge of her tiny bed (which she could’ve sworn was luxurious in it size before) and stood. There was a dull thump as she lightly hit her head on the unfeeling metal of the interior roof. The interior height of her famous orange ship had always been more than comfortable enough, she’d previously been able to walk around with ease. The world around her hadn’t shrunk, instead she’d just gotten bigger. Much bigger. Stooped forward, she shuffled awkwardly through the now claustrophobic-feeling ship to look into the tiny washroom mirror.

[b]She looked to be just shy of two times the size she’d been before.[/b] Shocked and more than a bit fearful, she drew a blood culture and fed the red vial into a machine built into the wall of her washroom, a state of the art Portable Medical Assistant capable of diagnosing and creating a cure for any illness. “Your blood tested negative against all known illnesses and infections. Have a nice day.” chirped a robotic female voice. She knew the machine was right, when she underwent those dreadful physical examinations on the base, the nurses just took a blood sample and put it in these exact same machines. That’s all well and good, but it has to be malfunctioning. How can a person just double in size overnight and still be healthy?

She didn’t need to dwell on it long. Even throughout her brief rest, her ship’s scanners still hadn’t picked up any sign of her target being present. Sometimes the missions are dead ends, sometimes they lead to her claiming a 6 figure salary that month. This seemed like one of the former. She squeezed her much bigger body into the pilot’s seat and angrily punched in a course for home, a mixture of frustration from losing out on a job and anxiety from not knowing why she was twice as big.

She beelined straight to Medical the instant she was back on base. She didn’t need to say anything to her doctor, a highly intelligent Asian lady she referred to only as Asani. She immediately ordered a full workup of tests be ran to ensure the bounty hunter was fit and healthy. It was just as the chirpy robot in her ship had predicted: she was absolutely fine. Asani offered a painless experimental surgery to bring her back down to the body she’d had before, but she was content to refuse. Over the long journey home, she’d realized that she’d come to like being [i]bigger[/i]. Asani knew better than to question who was probably the best hunter currently on Federation payroll, so signed her out of the hospital with a clean bill of health.

Her next step was to order bigger versions of everything she’d owned before: a much more spacious apartment, a more roomier spaceship, bigger power armour and suit to go beneath. As time ticked by she came to realize many perks to being bigger. She could tower over anyone who gave her problems and find them immediately retracting their issues. Scaring off the men who used to look at her with perverted gazes was wonderful too. Standing at 10 feet tall, Samus Aran was a truly amazonian figure mostly left to her own devices, just the way she liked it.[/quote]
It's open to interpretation how much bigger she got, but saying she's 10 feet tall seemed hot to me so that's what I'm going with by default! This is my first time writing an AU because I have a great deal of respect for the Metroid canon and wanted to treat my humble addition to it seriously. I'm very much open to feedback, so please let me know if you like this (or not)![/collapse]

[collapse=OOC]It's been a little while since I played any Metroid game, and my knowledge of the lore is a little rusty. If you notice I got something wrong, please correct me.

ZS stands for Zero Suit. It's just a profile name. This isn't an AU where Samus is stuck in the Zero Suit. Given that I have a preference towards sex-driven roleplay (and the fact that the Zero Suit is pretty hot...) she'll wear it most of the time, but does where other clothes when appropriate.

Regarding roleplay and etiquette, I like to think of myself as being quite relaxed. Be polite, I'll be polite back, and we'll get along.

I prefer OOC approaches over IC ones.

I'm quite picky about my partners.

I absolutely adore it if people approach me with a scene idea.[/collapse][/color]

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