I Figured Out That Trevor Was Born In The Same Year As Eri (it's 2010 If You Were Wondering), So He'll

I figured out that Trevor was born in the same year as Eri (it's 2010 if you were wondering), so he'll be about 20. Nadia is surprisingly two years younger than him as she was apparently born in 2012.

As I'm watching a playthrough of Metal Slug XX, I just learned the ages of the following characters:

Marco and Tarma are 25

Fio is 22

Eri is 20

Ralf is 39

Clark is 34

I knew they were all adults. Now, I'm wondering how old Trevor, Nadia, and Morden are. I'm going to assume that Trevor and Nadia are in their 20s, while Morden is between his 40s and 50s.

tarma roving has a legal right to be huge

That's so Marco 🤣

Computer troubles

The Internet is acting slow today, which gradually began to get under Marco's skin. His frustration is simmering, but he maintains a blank expression as he stares at the computer screen, which crashed for the fifth time that day. Tarma is sitting next to him, looking extremely bored.

Finally, the computer starts working again, and Marco lets out a heavy sigh, typing away at something important. But then, Tarma gets a mischievous idea and presses the escape key, losing all of Marco's unsaved work. Marco stops typing, removes his hands from the keyboard, and slowly turns to face Tarma. A menacing glare burns in his eyes, and his face twisted in anger.

Tarma: *gives him an awkward smile* Heh heh…?

Tarma swiftly sprung to his feet and sprinted out of the office as if his life depended on it. Marco hotly pursues him, his fists clenched and ready to kick Tarma’s ass.

Eri and Fio are minding their own business, chatting with each other, and decide to leave the base to get some fresh air.

Tarma: Move it, ladies! *he exclaims, pushing Eri and Fio aside*

This understandably startles the two, but they soon realise that Tarma must have done something to anger Marco who bolts past them with ease.

Fio: Oh boy… *she nervously gulps*

Eri: Tsk... For fuck's sake. I swear on my mother's grave, Tarma is always up to some damn thing. *she sounds irritated*

As Tarma continues to flee, Marco finally catches up to him and pins him to the grassy ground. They proceed to get into a heated argument, while Eri and Fio decide to head back to the sleeping quarters to play another round of poker.

whats ur fav ms boss fight?

Oof! That's kinda tough! I'm not the best at the games (Metal Slug 1 through 5 to be specific), even with saves, but I'm trying... Each Metal Slug boss is pretty distinct from one another. I even think most of the Metal Slug bosses are fun to master. If I had to choose one, I might go with the Big Shiee from Metal Slug 2/X.

It was a bit tough to figure out. However, I managed to pull my act together and make something that's satisfying.

Martian capture

After being ensnared by rings of blue light by a Martian impersonating General Morden at the rocket site, Fio was lifted up into the Dai-Manji. Everything became a blurred yet frightening mess. She tried to protest against her captor, but it was no use because they didn't listen.

As the grey Martian who kidnapped Fio teleported to the Rugname, Fio could hazily hear the fearful pleas and panicked screams of the real General Morden. The sounds and words emitted by General Morden grew fainter and fainter as though some force was dragging him away. Fio felt butterflies in her stomach, writhing around in utter terror, not wanting to know what would happen to her next. After a few agonising minutes, a small group of Martians entered the Dai-Manji and carefully carried Fio inside their mothership, not interested in disarming her.

The interior of the Rugname felt cavernous and eerily inhuman. Towering pillars, adorned with circular joints and intestinal tubes, connecting to each other like a living, breathing machine. The ground was covered in nearly straight rows of these heavy, industrial tubes. Between each pillar, a depiction of a UFO was engraved into the biomechanical walls. The entire space was almost dark yet it was bathed in a hazy, unsettling hue of bronze, metal, green, and deep reddish-purple, which cast an otherworldly glow.

All of this was quite daunting for Fio. She felt her mind blown by the fascinating architecture of the Rugname's interior. However, she was experiencing a profound sense of déjà vu, but it felt oddly wrong. She had never seen anything so foreign. Goosebumps formed on her skin, telling her that something wasn't right. She didn't know what, but it certainly had to mean something.

She was eerily silent, taking everything in without muttering a single word. Fio even saw a few brown-tanned Martians, who are the assault troops of this fierce species, prepared to shoot at any intruder with their spore pistols. Their presence scared her, and she instinctively gulped with uncertainty.

Soon enough, the Martians opened up a barrier, leading Fio into a foreboding chamber. It was much darker and adorned with the same pillars and industrial tubes as the hallway of the Rugname. However, the atmosphere of this area felt frightening and oppressive, making Fio tense up.

As they got closer, they encountered white Martians, the elite soldiers and commanding officers of this peculiar, malevolent species. As they inched closer and closer, Fio could hear the agonising screams of the real Morden, stripped of his dignity. She felt fear clogging her throat as her face turned pale and her stomach churned. Despite her hatred for General Morden, she couldn't help but recognise that he was human too. Torture was always a disgusting and horrible thing.

The darkness of this chamber was gradually enveloped in a pulsating bluish light, revealing Morden's electrical prison. The white Martians stood by with ferocity and caution, guarding Morden and the computer terminal connected to his shocking, claustrophobic prison. The room gets darker and Morden’s screams get fainter as the small group of grey Martians and Fio escape the horrid chamber.

They entered a new part of the Rugname, a power reactor hallway fiercely guarded by relentless Hopper Mechas. The Hopper Mechas gave Fio an intense stare of malice, but didn't bother to explode her into a million pieces. They clearly knew that the Martians wanted her for something far more important.

Instead of walking down this long hallway, the small group of grey Martians knew of a shortcut. One of the Martians walked over to a part of the wall that was faintly stained green, its tentacles slightly flapping against the floor. As two thin tentacles gracefully caressed the wall, it opened up to reveal a tubular teleporter with a glassy membrane and industrial tubes. They rudely pushed Fio inside and swiftly followed, sending themselves to somewhere else. Fio almost wanted to tell them off for pushing her inside the teleporter like that, but she knew it was no use.

The Martians were taking her to a grotesque place, one she would never forget. Once they arrived at their location, a large bronze-hued door stood before them. It automatically opened, revealing a chamber that filled Fio with disgust. It was an area of metal enveloped in a dripping mass of organic matter with a shiny reddish hue. The space was punctuated by intestinal pipes and tubular holes, sending shivers down Fio’s spine. The biomechanical mess served as a backdrop as a stasis chamber stands before the group with an eerie atmosphere.

As Fio gazed at the stasis chamber, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. The organic matter in this place made her skin crawl, feeling a wave of nausea wash over her. She began to silently wonder, her mind racing with questions. What did the Martians want from her? Was it to simply imprison her? Do they have plans to subject her to rigorous experiments? A part of her dreaded the truth, but her curiosity was relentless, wanting to understand the Martians' true motives.

Unbeknownst to her, the Martians had bigger plans, greater than what she could have imagined. They delicately placed her inside the stasis chamber, suspending her in a spherical tank of an unknown clear liquid. The membrane of the stasis chamber was nearly opaque, allowing her to see everything on the other side. She gave them a look of raw fear, her panic escalating rapidly.

She frantically scanned the room before desperately clawing and pounding at the membrane. In her desperation, she even tried to slash it with her knife and shoot at it with her handgun. Unfortunately, the membrane proved to be highly resistant against Fio’s attacks, which only infuriated her further and intensified her anxiety to a breaking point.

Fio struggled against this prison, but the clear liquid began to fill her organs, making her feel physically tired. She tried to pound on the membrane, but couldn't even lift a finger. She tried to scream, but nothing escaped her throat. Her eyelids grew heavy, and the liquid disrupted the electrical signals her brain produced, inducing a sense of deep relaxation. Her brain signalled to her body to rest and let everything play out.

The last thing she could recall was the Martians leaving with one of them briefly glancing over at her before hurrying away. Tears streamed down Fio's face as she closed her eyes, her body slumped in defeat. At that time, she wanted Marco, Eri, Tarma, or all three of them to save her. She longed to be free from that terrifying hellhole and reunite with Earth's atmosphere and her comrades. She desperately longed to hug her beloved teddy bear, Peppino, once again, hoping to ease her pain.

Battle against Donald Morden. (MS1,LEVEL 8)