This is the Ultimate Showdown (Of Ultimate Destiny) [Closed right now-Will open soon]
WHAM! Samus slammed another foe into the ground with her grapple beam before tearing through the abdomens of two more. Another lunged for her, but she ducked, rolling out of the way before popping up and popping of its head with her cannon. Countless number of blasts and explosions were fired by the woman in armor. The endless waves of enemies never let up, though.
"Stop," she called. The aliens the sensorium had picked for her froze. "End simulation."
She turned her back to the door while the enemies, the scenery, and the rest of the scenario disappeared around her. It was replaced by something much simpler, not unlike something out of a gym locker room. A water bottle and towel waited on a bench for Samus. Her armor dematerialized. She grabbed the towel, wiping away the sweat that indicated just how long she had been working before throwing the towel over her shoulder. She squeezed some water into her mouth before settling into a standing position, one hand on her hip, the other tapping on the bottle. She was thinking.
The sensoriums were excellent practice, of course. They certainly replicated any possible scenario well enough. They added endless possibilities to her practice routines. She could pull up any situation and work through it. And yet...
"I wouldn't mind a real opponent once in awhile," she muttered to herself.
"Stop," she called. The aliens the sensorium had picked for her froze. "End simulation."
She turned her back to the door while the enemies, the scenery, and the rest of the scenario disappeared around her. It was replaced by something much simpler, not unlike something out of a gym locker room. A water bottle and towel waited on a bench for Samus. Her armor dematerialized. She grabbed the towel, wiping away the sweat that indicated just how long she had been working before throwing the towel over her shoulder. She squeezed some water into her mouth before settling into a standing position, one hand on her hip, the other tapping on the bottle. She was thinking.
The sensoriums were excellent practice, of course. They certainly replicated any possible scenario well enough. They added endless possibilities to her practice routines. She could pull up any situation and work through it. And yet...
"I wouldn't mind a real opponent once in awhile," she muttered to herself.