Thrakun: Arrrgh... this thing be too slow for mae tastes.
Marin: Would it help if I got out and pushed?
Golem: Wait guys! I've just had an awesome idea!
~Golem takes Quez and turns him back into a rubber band. Everyone dies in the vacuum of space. Except that Mario, Luigi, and B102 proved that you can't. So they're fine. Anyway, Golem takes Quez and wraps him around the rubber band pen that everyone ignored because this story needs TASTS, or does it?~
Golem: ~holds up rubber band-covered pen~ Behold TASTS!
Podley: I say...
GM: Golem. We were never in Party Goers.
Golem: Oh, right. ~clicks pen and turns it into a newsstand, which they all climb inside except for Thrakun~ TASTS stands for Time and Space Travel System. I think. It's been so long...
Thrakun: It be lookin' like a giant fridge teh mae eyes. I hate it.
Keira: Just get in so we can get somewhere warm.
Podley: I say, don't pretend it's a fridge, old bean. Pretend it's a newsstand.
HH: Are you saying that a dwarf is afraid to go where an elf will?
Thrakun: NO! ~jumps in as the door slams shut and locks~ Mutton...
Golem: What planet was B102 on?
HH: Who is B102 anyway?
Golem: Come to think of it, I never technically met him in this OG except for those few seconds before GM kicked him into the warp pipe. So let's just say I read his profile on a message board a long time ago. He's not the space conquering type.
Podley: With no Zebes, there's no telling where those bloody Space Pirates have settled.
Keira: Let's go here. ~points at computer screen~
~The TASTS appears on the planet in question before Golem can react, spits them all out, and promptly turns back into a pen.~
Golem: The controls are sensitive.
~The planet is barren and rocky, the rocks bearing a slightly blue hue. Golem picks up TASTS, which coughs up a note that says "Cylosis" and shuts off again.~
Thrakun: ~gazes around for miles~
Keira: Huh. The computer said that it was inhabited.
~The gang looks around for a bit, before being set upon by a bounty hunter in an odd blue-and-yellow suit.~
Podley: I say! That's the fellow wot bugs me mum quite! ~flies at Sylux, but is frozen by a stolen ice missile~
Sylux: Federation scum! ~whips out Shock Coil and shoots MJ with it, attaching three blue electric lines to him and sucking his energy~
MJ: Hey hey hey! Why me?!
HH: ~shoots Sylux, which doesn't break his weapon's hold~
Keira: Marin, you should do something.
Marin: ~yawns~ Does that count?
Keira: ~shrugs and drops a rock on Sylux~
Sylux: ARGH! A significant blow! ~tries to run but is tackled by Thrakun~
Thrakun: MACHINE! ~pounds him~
~Sylux turns into his alternate form and drops three bombs around Thrakun quickly, which is an instant kill in Hunters except that Thrakun is a dwarf and is only severly scorched. Sylux turns back around and drops more bombs, which everyone scrambles to keep from being surrounded in. Keira drops another rock on him, which makes him revert to his regular form. He starts shooting MJ again.~
MJ: I think he likes me.
GM: It's obviously a girl. Like Samus.
~Keira drops another rock on Sylux, which turns him back into his Lockjaw form. Then another rock. Then another. Then another. Eventually Sylux calls his ship over, which starts taking pot shots at Keira, who flies around them. Golem runs at Sylux, then realizes that he's useless and runs back behind HH and GM, who are shooting at Sylux from behind a rock. Marin stands out in the open and picks her fingernails, since Sylux is only shooting MJ anyway. Thrakun wakes up and charges at Sylux, punching his helmet off (no I don't know how he reached so high) to reveal... Luigi!~
MJ: He is a man! Yays!
Luigi: Mamma mia! You're not Federation scum!
Golem: But why isn't Luigi working with Mario and Samus?
Luigi: She stole my brother from me! She and her entire government! I will make them all pay! ~puts helmet back on~ And you're going to help me. ~points Shock Coil at MJ again~ Unless you want to lose your pet pig there.
MJ: He gave me a pet name!
HH: We're busy looking for this B102 guy, though.
Luigi: The Space Pirate guy? Where do you think Samus and my brother are going?
Thrakun: I woon't work with a maechine!
GM: You won't work with anybody, though.
Thrakun: Shut yeh bloody pie hole.