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r3drashii · 8 months
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Pikmin: Snapshot AU
OKAYYYYY TIME TO RAMBLE ABOUT THE AU I POSTED ABOUT.
SO LONG STORY SHORT ITS A STORY BASED AU WHERE POLARIS WENT TO PNF-04 TO GET SOME PICTURES CUS SHE'S A PHOTOGRAPHER AND GETS STRANDED
SHE BARELY MAKES IT BACK AND DECIDES TO JOIN THE RESCUE CORPS AS A SCOUT
BUT SHE JUST TAKES PICTURES OF THE NATIVE WILDLIFE
IM SO NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS OH GOD-
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r3drashii · 7 months
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Snapshot: Chapter 12
(A/N: google search how do you write action scenes)
“What-” “I said we need to run!”
Mack pulled Sammie off the ground, slinging her hand over his shoulder. “Come on!”, he shouted. “Where are we even going?!”, Sammie exclaimed, still confused. “I don’t know, but we need to get away from here,” Mack replied, dragging Sammie along with him. The stomping was getting louder and faster, and Sammie was only slowing the two of them down. Mack ran as fast as he could, throwing caution to the wind. Everything looked the exact same, like they were going in a wide circle. Mack had one of three options: He could keep running, he could try to confront the creature, or he could try to hide. He took a deep breath, and looked at Sammie. “Listen,” he said, “I’m gonna hide you in that cluster of bushes, and when I do, don’t come out ‘til I say it’s all clear. Got it?” Sammie stared at him, before replying, “Are you nuts?! You’ll get both of us killed!” “It’s the only way. Just trust me on this one,” Mack retorted. Sammie sighed. “Ugh. Whatever you say,” she muttered. “Alright,” Mack said, “Ready when you are.” Sammie nodded. “Ready,” she reluctantly said.
That was all that Mack needed to hear.
He swerved to the left, stopping right at the cluster of bushes. “Hide here,” Mack said, jogging in place. “I’ll try to take this thing down.” “Got it,” Sammie replied, squatting behind the bushes. “Stay safe out there.” Mack nodded, and turned around. He had nothing on him but a pocket knife, but he was agile. He needed every advantage he could get. He unsheathed his blade, ready to attack. 
Then, the creature showed its face. 
 It was large, about twice the size of Mack, and two bug-like eyes stood on top of its head. The creature let out a mighty roar, and charged at Mack. He jumped back, easily dodging the beast’s attack. Now, it was time for an attack of his own. He lunged at the creature, pocket knife in hand. “Take this, ya jerk!”, Mack shouted, grabbing onto the creature's back.  He swiped at the beast with his knife, stabbing at it with all his strength. Suddenly, the creature shook itself violently, flinging Mack off without warning. He flew through the air, hitting the ground with a thud. Sammie gasped. She had to do something, or else Mack would get killed. “Sorry for this, Mack,” she mumbled, “But I’m trying to save your skin.” She leaped out of the bushes, flailing her arms wildly. “Oi! Monster! Over here, ya brainless freak!”, she yelled, trying to grab the creature’s attention.  The beast snarled at Mack, ready to finish him off. Sammie had moments to grab that thing’s attention, or else Mack would be devoured. Then, she spotted a rock next to her. Without hesitation, she threw it at the beast with all her might. “I said, leave him alone!”, she screamed, ready to take the blow for her friend. The creature turned around, growling at Sammie. She stood up tall, chest puffed out, in an effort to intimidate the creature. Then, the beast lunged at Sammie.  She braced for impact, knowing that this may be the last thing she ever did…
Then, the beast stopped and fell to the ground, dead.
Behind it was Mack, his spacesuit stained with the blood of the creature. He sheathed his pocket knife, not uttering a word. Sammie was trembling, still in shock of what she just did. It wasn’t like her to put her life on the line for someone she barely knew, but Mack was…different for some reason. She had only known him for about an hour, but they had already formed a strong bond.  “So,” Sammie said, finally snapping out of her trance, “We gonna talk about what just happened?” Mack nodded his head in disagreement. “Alright. Let’s keep moving. My leg is feeling a little better, so I can walk on my own now. If that's any consolation…” Mack nodded in agreement , still distraught from what he just did. Sammie started walking off, slow enough that Mack could catch up, but fast enough that she could make a decent pace. Mack slowly walked behind her, nervous and afraid. “Uh…” Mack mumbled, “Thanks for distracting that creature. If it wasn’t for you, I’d probably be dead right now.” “No problem,” Sammie replied. “So,” Mack hesitantly said, “I, uh- kinda owe you one now, don’t I?” “Don’t worry about it,” Sammie insisted. “Call us even for when we first crashed.”
Later that evening, the two of them had found a clearing and decided to set up a makeshift base camp there. The two of them were chatting, trying to get each other's minds off the fight earlier that day. “...You should've seen the look on her face,” Mack told Sammie, “She looked like she had seen a ghost!” Sammie chuckled. "Must've been terrifying," she said before letting out a huge yawn. "Well, I'm heading off to sleep. We'll start back up tomorrow." "Night," Mack said. "Talk to ya tomorrow." "Good night," Sammie replied, before zipping herself into her sleeping bag. Mack sighed.
This was going to be a long mission.
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r3drashii · 7 months
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Snapshot: Chapter 7
(A/N: i'm running out of ideas of what to put here)
No matter where she went, the little creature seemed to intently follow her.
Polaris didn’t mind the company. She was glad to an extent that it was following her. After all, she could get the creature to reach places she couldn’t. In the short time she and the creature had met, she had learned so many things about it. It appeared to have a desire to carry small objects, and did so with efficiency. It could climb up surfaces she couldn’t reach, and was agile. “If we stick together,” Polaris thought aloud, “We’ll find that castaway in no time!” Suddenly, the little creature scurried off. “Wait! Come back!”, she panted, chasing after it. The little creature came to a halt at a flower, and turned around to face Polaris. The flower was shockingly tall, with the middle of it being the same color of red as the creature. “Hm,” Polaris hummed, “What’s wrong?” The creature gestured towards the plant, attempting to grab her attention. “What about that plant’s bugging you?”, she asked. “You want me to get the red thingy in the middle?”  The creature nodded rapidly. It seemed to be trying to grab it itself, but was unable. “Well,” she mused, “It's worth a shot. I’ll try and get it down for you.”
Polaris waddled up to the stalk of the plant and began to shake it. The creature joined in, shaking the flower with all its might. Without warning, the center of the flower dropped off of the plant, and it was heading towards both of them. With no time to think, she grabbed the creature and ducked for cover. The pellet-like object fell to the ground with a soft thud, barely missing the two of them. “Okay,” Polaris panted, “Remind me to never do that again. Both of us nearly got crushed to death!” The small creature was shocked, and was still stunned from the near miss. Polaris sighed. “How am I supposed to save the castaway if I can barely survive my first day on the planet?��’, she grumbled. “At this rate I’m going to be the one needing rescuing…” The creature rubbed its head against her leg, sensing that she was upset. “Heh,” Polaris chuckled, “Thanks for looking out for me, little guy.” She paused. She just couldn’t keep calling it just a creature anymore. “You need a name. What should I call ya?”, she asked the little creature. It tilted its head in confusion. The two of them stood in silence for a moment, then Polaris gasped. “Aha!” she exclaimed. “I’ll call you Maple! How’s that sound?” The little creature couldn’t say anything, but its expression spoke a thousand words. “Well, it’s official,” Polaris declared. “From here on out, your name is Maple!” The creature, now known as Maple, jumped around in excitement. It seemed to like the name! Polaris snickered between her fingers.
This mission may not be so bad after all.
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r3drashii · 8 months
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just got hit by a wave of motivation to write some snapshot au stuff,,,,,
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r3drashii · 8 months
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the urge to make a fanfic series about the snapshot au.......
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r3drashii · 8 months
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please send me questions about snapshot or showtime.
i need to rambl
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