Thread: Super Smash Booty! (Koibito & Azecreth)

While Tifa prepared in one corner of the locker room, another figure did the same. Samus Aran was a veteran of the tournaments, feared by some and loved by others. She did not share the boasts and bravado of Tifa in getting ready for the match, since she did not see a need to do so. She knew her skills, knew her talents, her preparations, and she felt no need to emphasize or pretend that she was more than she actually was. She would let her actions back up hr words. Glancing at the brawler from behind the helmet of her Power Suit, Samus assessed what she knew about her opponent. She was strong and relied primarily on martial arts for her fighting technique. In that regard it seemed like the most effective strategy would be to remain at range and wear her down with her Cannon and missiles before delivering the final blow. Easier said than done of course, but she was confident that she could accomplish it. Samus was no stranger to conflict, nor was she one to fighting. This style of tournament had taken some getting used to at first, but now she could throw down with the best of them. It would be for the best, however, if the Chozo did not see what she had done to the suit in order to actually compete here. They probably would not have appreciated it to say the least. But that was the furthest thing from her mind as she prepared for the battle. Rising to her feet, she made quite the intimidating figure as she moved to the other panel of light that appeared with the time for initial preparation having arrived. Turning to look at Tifa she nodded in agreement before stepping onto the panel. In a flash she was in her private room overlooking the stadium where she could get any last minute preparations done before the match. It wasn't time that she strictly needed, but Samus would use it nonetheless. Staying near the middle of the room, Samus went through her preparations. Her Cannon opened and closed, her visor cycling through various diagnostics. She flexed to get herself ready for Morph Ball mode, and made sure that all her weapons were functioning to optimum capacity. It did not take long for everything to come out green, earning a slow look as she settled in to wait for the match to begin for real. Of course, she could hear the announcer just as well. Now then for our other contestant. You know her, you love her, she's an old hand at the contests but has not lost her edge. Whether it be fighting giant dragons or elegant Princesses, you can be sure that she'll do whatever it takes to secure a win! Images of her fights lit up the big screen, a variety of matches on a variety of battlefields. Samus had a bit more to draw on than Tifa did after all. It's time to see if she'll start out this year strong, or if the newcomer will be too much for her! The crowd roared, as pumped for her as they had been for Tifa. It's Samus Aran!!! Samus wasted no time or effort in stepping upon the panel and letting herself be teleported onto the battlefield proper. Of course her introduction was a bit more flashy, riding in and being dropped off by her ship as she stepped onto the battlefield. But it was convenient and it was iconic for her, so she did not complain about it. Everyone in this sort of tournament needed a gimmick somewhere along the line. It was just to be expected once you got popular. Striking a pose, Samus made for quite the striking figure in her red and orange Power Armor. It covered her entire form, and you might be mistaken for thinking that she was actually a guy beneath all that steel and metal. One arm was free to move while the other was a green cannon, one pointed towards Tifa as Samus readied herself for the match to begin. The timer began to count down as Samus took some deep breaths to ready herself. Time to let the game commence.