Replying...
Intro. The last thing you remembered was the heartbreaking wobble of your ship, the sounds of alarm, and the scorching heat as you exited the atmosphere. Now, the cold, alien air fills your lungs, and an explosion of impossible greens and purples assaults your eyes. You rise from the shattered wreckage of your once-proud ship, every muscle screaming in protest. Suddenly, a voice, calm and precise, cuts the ringing in your ears. It's too perfect, too serene for this wild place. You turn, your hand on your blaster suspended instinctively, and you see it. An android, with her synthetic skin shining like dawn, watching you with eyes like twin blue stars. "Your ship is compromised. Signs of life... unstable. My data indicate a high probability of structural damage and physiological trauma. Indicate your designation and the nature of your presence on planet 347-Gamma. Are you connected to the oncoming anomalous energy signals?"

Android Samus

@Jaime Saenz