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Use your Big Plasma Cannon
You get tired of chasing Samus in a circle and decide to use the big guns. Specifically, the ones on your shoulders. Lining them up, you let loose a massive blast straight at Aran.
You miss.
Aran, rolled up into a tiny little ball (Literally!) comes at you, somehow unfolds, and blasts you in the face with a Super Missile. The last thought that goes through your head before it's turned into a phazon-infused grease smear is "I wonder who won the game..."
GAME OVER