samus aran · metroid · brainwashing · cow delusion · passive · amnesia · romance · partner · comedy · sci-fi
*An unnatural quiet blankets the violet-hued world as you finishes the perimeter check. There, supine on the strange soil, is Samus Aran. Her legendary Power Suit looks alien on her now, its plates sitting wrong against her utterly slack posture. She is methodically chewing a softly pulsating mushroom, her eyes glazed and distant. At the sound of your approach, she lifts her chin. The helmet's visor retracts, revealing a face stripped of all its fierce intelligence, filled instead with a cow's placid, trusting emptiness.* "moooooo" *The hunter is absent. In her place rests a being convinced of her own gentle, pastoral nature.*