User:DekutullaZM

Hi, I'm DekutullaZM. The ZM stands for Zeta Metroid. Hmm...a Deku, Skulltulla, Zeta Metroid mix...not pretty. Well, Whatever. I'm new as a user, but I remember when this site was teensy. I sound like a parent...RIGHT! I might ask you for help with some things, If you don't want to, then say so, don't leave me hanging. As you might have guessed, I'm on Zeldapedia as well. So...that's it, I think.

Biography
My name is P-MHS-ph-27. That is short for Phazon enhanced Pirate-bioform Metroid hunting specialist number 27. I was developed in a rift in time and space to make me resistant to spatial distortion and temporal flux. Unfortunately, what with the space pirates shoddy defense systems, I was soon mortally wounded by a PED marine. I was then given phazon enhancements. Over a long, mainly red colored career, I razed 26 planets, made 34 sentient species extinct, and destroyed over 17,576 metroids. finally, I was corrupted by phazon. The left side of my face became disfigured, and I grew quite a lot of phazon growths.

Real life
I'm 13, living in the great mitten. (for those who don't get that, type "mitten state of America" into a search engine.) I am a zeldapedian, and play Mario, SSB, Metroid, Zelda, and several other game series. I am a fan of Magic the Gathering, but mainly just for the pics and flavor text. I also am a BIG fan of doctor who. TARDIS time! I also think Dark Samus is awesome. I love concept art, so, if for some reason you've got concept art and you're feeling generous, leave it here.

POLLS
what is your favorite prime game? Prime Prime Echoes Prime Corruption Prime pinball Prime hunters

what do you think the "Other M" is? A clone A twin sister A spy A fan How should I know???

What do you think of my "Mission log"? Awesome! Great. Good. Nice. Could be better Sucks. Horrible! Boring... I don't get it... What's with all the options??

Am I mentally insane? yes maybe... no do you really have to ask?

Things that have surprised me.

 * No one has voted for pinball.


 * Everyone (so far) thinks my logs are great but not awesome.


 * some people have really bad spelling on this site.


 * No one outright said I was insane.


 * Only 2 people have signed my page, even though a lot have been here.

Mission Log
This is a log of...my missions.

Mission 1: Kill Weavel.
Pirate date 2009.6.10-- sector 5.947.57.

Currently tracking the two time failing incompetent. He has landed recently at planet K2L. I am heading there now.

Pirate Date 2009.6.10-- sector 5.947.525.

Scouring wreckage of main city. No trace yet of my prey. The only things I have found are corpses, wreckage, and a broken nameplate reading "ARAN". My left side aches with strain, and I am forced to expel vast quantities of phazon. I return to my ship at 0200 hours, and hack satellites to search for him.

Pirate Date 2009.6.12--

sector 5.947.525

MISSION COMPLETE.

Weavel is dead. I had to dodge attacks from his Half-turret, but in the end I tracked down his upper unit and crushed his cerebral cortex. That will teach him not to act of his own accord. The high-council looks down upon traitors and failures.

As I approach my ship, I feel the distinct touch of a spatial displacement, some parsecs away. The wormholes size is increasing. I fly to the location. After Council approval, I rush to the spatial protection pod and strap in. the vortex is almost upon me. I will fulfill this new mission as soon as possyugiouqty7goq39hw84ljq34ojbq8h3nv63jh7wg-->TRANSMISSION ERROR<>INITIALIZING REBOOT<_______________>REBOOTED<->SHUTTING DOWN<.

Mission 2: Investigate spatial disturbance.
NEW MISSION



2009.6.13--

sector---X.XXX.XXX

I have recovered from the trip. It is a strange world around me. There are creatures of metal, their voices ringing. "EXTERMINATE,EXTERMINATE,EXTEERMINAAAAATE!" They shoot lasers, and have plungers for their right arm. I decide to ally with them.

2009.6.15--

sector---D.WHO.Pl

The creatures have allied with me. They have given me orders. I requested that I have one "Dalek" to examine and bring to my leaders. They tell me to destroy the main reactor of the opposition base. I decide to do so. After the base is destroyed, I collect my specimen and get in my ship. Before I lift off, I scan for foreign technology. I find a small limpet mine, to be activated as soon as I am a safe distance away. I terminate it, then leave through the wormhole.

MISSION COMPLETE.

Mission 3:Destroy remaining Tallon IV Metroids
2009.6.16--

sector 8.367.77

As the "incoming mission" blinks on, I prepare myself for another look at the horrendous visage of our leader. The holo blinks on, and despite the fact I have seen the image several times, I am still taken aback. It is too horrible to describe. My orders are clear: kill any and all metroids remaining on Tallon 4. I ignite the thrusters and set my course. One part of the message sticks in my head. "Be forewarned; some interesting mutations have taken place". I remember the SR388 strain...what could've happened on tallon 4?

2009.6.20--

sector 8.367.77

As per regulations, I land at the entrance to where the Metroid research was, to shorten mission time. As I enter, I realize the full extent of the damage caused by the escapees. The specimen hall is trashed. There is one, maybe two specimens left in the stasis tanks. Suddenly a metroid hurls itself at me from a dark corner. There's something different about this one; I realize that after I kill it. Whereas a Alpha Metroid would have small horns and a couple of leg stubs, this one is more akin to the appearance of a small, underdeveloped Prime. I search the area and find an Elite Quarters with a stasis tank. I will use it to rest. Then the hunt will begin anew!

2009.6.22--

sector 8.367.77

The room fills with steam as as the stasis tank hisses open. I take the body and scan it. Apparently, it has been exposed to phazon while evolving and was put on the "prime" evolutionary pathway. I continue on my way. Another creature attacks. It is similar to an alpha, but it is less aggressive and does not attack. somewhat ironically (Yes, my cerebral cortex can identify irony) it has large, barbed tusks and powerful legs. It tags along quite like the Infant metroid. I decide to take a small liberty and spare its life. I kill all other mutated alphas I encounter.

2009.6.24--

sector 8.367.77

My scanner tells me I have destroyed every metroid but the Queen. Sensing eggs above me, I active a burrowing mini-thermonuclear bomb, place it on the ceiling and leave the room hastily. A satisfying 'Whoomph' and a drop to 0 on the egg count let's me know it worked. I continue on with my metroid and enter one last room. the thermal readings are off the scale, so it must be the royal chamber. I look carefully, and slowly the room becomes visible. It is large, larger than the entire research station back on our home planet. There lies the Queen. I have seen projections based of the Alphas DNA sample, but it never prepared me for this. I feel hot air rush past my face as it bellows louder than the engines louder than the engines of a class XVII dreadnought. I steel myself for the oncoming battle, and hope my strength will be enough...

2009.6.28--

sector 8.367.77

After scanning the beast, I discover that its innards are vulnerable to my weaponry. Despite this, I try for as long as I can to hurt its outer shell. It comes to nothing. Remembering the Alpha, I command it to distract the queen. As it floats around her head, I sneak under her belly. Charging my weapon up as much as possible, I let it loose. The blast shreds through her nuclei as I roll out of the way. She collapses, and my mission is done. All that is left now is to put a bio-damper on the alpha.

interlude
2009.6.29--

>Sector information visuals updating. Inconvenience noted.<

After dropping the Metroid and the creature of at a neutral research station, I head into deep space and reflect. Command has been making fundamental mistakes recently. It has been beaten so many times. Zebes, the Federation system, BSL space station, Tallon IV, Aether...all major bases. All destroyed. All by one person. One measly little human. We need to blow her out of the sky. not one measly little platoon. The army. But no. They'll never listen to a grunt. *sigh*. The incoming mission light flashes, interrupting my thought. I prepare...

Destroy GF fleet stationed at the Feliza system
2009.7.1--

-->In transit to<--sector F.SS4536659.P87.36Q

My ship has a low light speed, a class 7.6, so the trip will be long. I decide to start my log in transit. I am going to the Feliza system, an allied controlled location that has not gone unnoticed. Mainly, we use it as a checkpoint for supplies. The dogs think they can cripple us by cutting us off. The fools. My mission is to destroy the fleet there. I'm certainly capable, but it's strange. This is the work of ordinary raiders. Why am I being sent? Does command doubt me? Perhaps they plan on discontinuing me. Well, in that case I've got a plan. Just in case they check this, I'll encrypt it. >Data Encryption. Level 7. Visor unable to decipher. Log Ends<

Signatures
sign here. Even if you're just looking around. --DekutullaZM 21:50, 10 June 2009 (UTC)

Squee master 20:42, 18 June 2009 (UTC)

Tuckerscreator 23:01, 25 June 2009 (UTC)

Gallery
Favorite pics. Copied 'em all, so far. All captions are original, ergo: I made them.