Beachside Story, Chapter I: You savvy, mate?

[Inbred Chocobo]

For those that dare gazed upon the sky upon the beach, with the glaring day star burning the retinas of those who would even consider such an act, they would find their vision greeted by an unexpected sight. It appears a falling star hung in the sky. A bit odd considering its the middle of the day (or whatever time people decide it is). Somewhere in Russia a man driving his car has to put down is visor so he can see.

Soon however as it grew bigger, people realized that while it may not be a star, it certainly was a falling object, and heading straight for the beach. Some people looked up in awe, a few people may or may not have panicked. Some people said prayers, others took pictures. As the object approached, the light emitting from entry into the atmosphere gave off enough light to overtake the sun for just a brief moment, so those that even tried to ignore it were forced to give it some mind.

And then just a breath of a moment later, the foreign object crashed into the sand. The object in question was this massive... junk pile? Seriously, it looked like someone took a tree, duct taped roughly eight thousand pieces of shitty metal to it, and made it into a pear shape. There is no way this thing should've survived falling twenty feet, let alone burning through the atmosphere.

These inquries didn't last long, as soon a foot kicked off half the... thing... from the inside, revealing itself. A massive brute of a beast, the green skinned visitor inside looked like he made professional athlete steroid use a joke. A full nine feet tall, with clothing of the obvious cheap and a bit too small for him, it probably threw a few people off when he shouted.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG HHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

The brute charged forward, pulling out a crude weapon of dubious quality, firing the thing. It was loud too, each shot sounding like someone hitting a hollow anvil with a heavy hammer. Luckily the shots were so horribly off hitting the anything that the only thing threatened was the sand on the beach, someone's drink, and a crab in a tree. As he was firing, he stopped at an umbrella and proceeded to pull out a crappy axe and then chop the thing into pieces.