[center][img]https://www.mariowiki.com/images/thumb/b/b2/Koopa_Troop_artwork.png/658px-Koopa_Troop_artwork.png[/img] [h2][color=FD0000]The Koopa Troop[/color][/h2] [b][color=FD0000]wordcount:[/color][/b] 1696 (+3 jr) (+1 B) [b][color=FD0000]Bowser: Level 5 [/color][/b] EXP: [color=FD0000]////////////////////////////////////[/color]////////////// (36/50) [b][color=SpringGreen]Bowser Jr: Level 4 [/color][/b] EXP: [color=SpringGreen]////////[/color]//////////////////////////////// (8/40) [b][color=FD0000]Location:[/color][/b] A forest, the Land of Adventure [/center] [color=FD0000]”DESTROY THE WORLD HUH. I’VE MET BAD GUYS WHO WERE GOING FOR THAT. YOUR ONE’S REASON IS PROBABLY SOMETHING STUPID, I KNOW THEIRS ALWAYS WERE.”[/color] [color=SpringGreen]”Bit less stupid if there’s other worlds tho. Blow up one go live in another one?”[/color] [color=FD0000]”MAKES SENSE BUT NAH. THEN THEY’D JUST TRY AND BLOW THE ALL THOSE ONES UP TOO. LIKE THAT COUNT BLEACK GUY. GIRLFRIEND GOT TURNED INTO A BUTTERFLY OR SOMETHING AND SO HE TRIED TO DESTROY ALL THE WORLDS.”[/color] Bowser said while butchering a touching tale of love lost and found. [color=FD0000]”GOT STABBED IN THE BACK BY A CLOWN IN THE END. THAT GUY LEAST WANTED TO REMAKE ALL THE WORLDS IN HIS OWN IMAGE AFTER HE DESTROYED EM. BIT LIKE GALEEM’S DONE NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT.”[/color] He would have gone on, but the lack of a response from the now rather dower party gave him little incentive to do so. The royal family where left to quietly talked among themselves for the rest of the trip until they arrived back in the forest and had to shut up to avoid a repeat of their earlier run-ins with the Baurun herd. The cart was once again left in the temporary care of Bowser’s strikers while the party went to sneak into the woods. They ended up hiding in the bushes again until they got close enough for Poppi to safely point out the big beefy boar-rino-bull beasts to the huntress. Instead of getting to work right away however it seemed their hired help was in an educational mood and attempted to instruct Poppi on how to hunt. Bowser grumble about her not getting to work quietly enough to not spook the beast, and thus more than quietly enough to be ignored, while Jr watched with interest. Sadly the robot’s attempt ended with Poppie failing her first try, her shot with Quinn’s crossbow thudding right into the Baurun’s protective fur rather than the indicated weak point, but neither of the women seemed particularly displeased or distraught by this outcome. Poppi handed the weapon back to the master so she could show them how it was done. With lightning fast steps, cat like reflexes, spectacular accuracy and synergistic cooperation with her avian partner the Damacian huntress made quick work of the beast while simultaneously leaving it intact after it was struck down. [color=FD0000]”GAH HA HA. LADY YOU’RE WORTH EVERY GOLD COIN!”[/color] the king decreed as Quinn finished dispatching her first quarry. Grinning he exited their started hiding spot and bore his claws, Mecha Mit blades flaring to life and then being sunk into the dying flesh of the beast. The thermal energy blades made short work of the task, hungrily biting off only the most the most delectable raw steaks off of the beast that the carnivorous king could carve. Inevitably a few particularly tempting appetizers went chomped out during the butchery. After the beast’s life was ended and its body burst Bowser also made sure to collect its sprite, storing it neatly in the ever useful glass bottles he had “acquired” all the way back in world 1-1 for later use. [color=FD0000]”GOOD STUFF.”[/color] Bowser declared as he gathered together their harvest for transport. [color=FD0000]”NOW LET’S BAG US ANOTHER.”[/color] [hr] While Quinn made Valor do most of the hunting work Bowser Jr crouched in another bush with the huntress’s crossbow in hand that he had received after showing interest in learning to hunt. He’d already practiced with the weapon, shooting off a few darts into a tree a little way away from his current hiding spot. Now, after having retrieve those bolts he stalked one of the Bauruns that had wandered away from the heard. [color=SpringGreen]”Come on come on hurry up and turn around already.”[/color] the boy muttered to himself, crossbow leveled at the beast as it rooted around in the undergrowth with its back to him. “Kyu?” intoned Jr’s Mimikyu from where it sat upon his shoulder, a little bored and not entirely sure what they were doing. [color=SpringGreen]”I need to shoot it in the face not the butt.”[/color] Jr explained, fidgeting impatiently with the archaic weapon. Though it had only been minutes since he had found his target but to the boy it felt like it had been hours. [color=SpringGreen]”Shoot it like how she did so we never get shown up by a buncha animals again.”[/color] Mimikyu bobbed its false head to the side, the ball of cotton lurching unnaturally as it took this in. [color=SpringGreen]”and make papa pr”[/color] he began to add, but then the beast shifted ever so slightly as it sniffed around, revealing an eye. [color=SpringGreen]”Finally!”[/color] Jr yelled far to loudly as he quickly aimed and pulled the trigger. The bolt from the weapon darted forth towards the beast, but his haste and startling of the monster meant it sliced through the creatures ear instead of hitting something vital. The long black ear thumped to the ground as the beast turned to face him. Angry. vengeful. [color=SpringGreen]”uh oh.”[/color] Jr said as the hunter and prey faced each other for a silent moment. “Mimik!” A second bolt flew forth, launched from an undersized shadowy crossbow Mimiku had created with its mimic move, that tore through the Baurun‘s other ear, the wound near perfectly mirroring the one jr had unintentionally inflicted on the first. The brief moment of calm was broken by the Pokemon's follow up attack, and the Baurun charged, several tons of muscle fur and fury pounding through the woods on hooves like iron. The earth shook as the beast bore down on the boy. [color=SpringGreen]”Minions wall formation!”[/color] Jr yelled, his army summoned forth to guard him. Koopas and Goombas (both blue and brown) came into existence only to be bowled over moments later. More a quagmire than a wall, the minions were crushed under hooves and battered aside or skewered by its tusks and horn, all dissipating almost as soon as they had emerged. They bought their prince time as he quickly raised the bow once more. Six bolts flew, one burst after the other, and both volleys thudded harmlessly into the fur protecting the beast’s face. [color=SpringGreen]”Drat!”[/color] Jr cursed and then legged it, Mimikyu riding along as the pounding of hooves drew closer. “kyu” And closer “Kyu!” Right before it struck jr retracted his vulnerable parts into his spiked shell. His spines bit into the Baurun’s nose as it smashed him with its horn. Mimikyu was tossed off of its master as he was launched into the forest, shell pinging off of trees like a pinball till the flight slowed enough and Jr’s claws lashed out and struck the earth, slowing him to a halt. The boy gripped his chest and coughed. Something inside him was damaged but not broken. Recklessly he pushed himself to his feet, unwilling to back down in the face of what would normally be such an inconsequential foe. Jr ran for his brush, left leaning against a tree, as Mimikyu wailed on the Baurun it had landed upon, long black tendrils of darkness extending from beneath its disguise, scratching ineffectual at the thick fur of the beast. [color=SpringGreen]”Stop. We need it intact!”[/color] jr cried out as he ran closer, paintbrush in one hand, crossbow in the other. With a swipe the brush splatter the ground beneath the beast with colorful toxic sludge. The Baurun roared, turning its attention away from the initiating rodent on its back that had slowed it’s assault and back to the lizard, hooves and muscles moved to force it forwards but the ink made it slow to accelerate. More inks was splashed down between jr and the beast and brightly mono-colored creature formed from it, translucent bearers of more ink that looked like a cross between dumbo octopuses and jellyfish. They threw themselves at the Baurun, splashing it with ink. Even when it stomped these the beast found its legs coated by an explosion of ink that burned its stamina away despite inflicting no visible wounds. [color=SpringGreen]”Mimikyu! Shoot with me again!”[/color] Jr called out as he stabbed the handle of the brush into the dirt and brought up the bow. At his command the specter leaped off of the beast to land on his shoulder. The quagmire he had trapped the beast in gave him time, and being foiled twice by haste made sure that he took it. The shots flew, striking fur coated eyebrows. [color=SpringGreen]”Again!”[/color] jr command as the Baurun struggled towards them, picking up speed at last. The fourth attempt flew forth and finally the boy found his mark, cold steel penetrating into the beast’s eyes. [color=SpringGreen]”Yes!”[/color] cried the boy, yet the beast kept coming, blind but born forwards by a dying fury. He fired again with haste, hitting nothing important, then again with patience, and then the bow clicked empty as the last shot flew, the cartage of bolts expended. The final pair of shots soared forth as jr brandished his brush, standing instead of fleeing. Iron found its home in the beast’s pig like snout, hammering up though the soft flesh and into the brain. The Baurun crashed to the ground inches from jr, dead but intact. After a few moments jr raised his arms and cheered [color=SpringGreen]”I did it!”[/color] “Mimikyu!” [hr] A bit of crude claw based hacking later and the prince returned to the party as Browser was cutting up the last of Quinn’s kills. [color=FD0000]”Jr! There you are!”[/color] Bowser called over. [color=SpringGreen]”Hay pappa!”[/color] Jr called back while hiding the mild amount of pain he was still in. [color=SpringGreen]”Look what I got”[/color] Jr said as he came closer, presenting off the goo marred meat harvested from his first hunt to his father. [color=FD0000]”Oh. Nice. Good job.”[/color] Bowser said with enthusiasm that sounded just a touch forced to the others as he accepted the meant and then shook it a bit to try and get the goo off. Jr beamed with pride and then approached Quinn, handing her back her weapon and crossbow bolts [color=SpringGreen]”Here. Got it on my first shot!”[/color] he lied. Behind him Bowser flicked a translucent octo-jelly that had formed on the slimed meat off into the bushes. [color=SpringGreen]”So. We done here?”[/color] [center] [b][color=DeepSkyBlue]wordcount:[/color][/b] 660 (+1) [b][color=DeepSkyBlue]Kamek: Level 4 [/color][/b] EXP: [color=DeepSkyBlue]/[/color]///////////////// ////////////////////// (1/40) [b][color=DeepSkyBlue]Location:[/color][/b] Charnal Lane, Dead Zone [hider=level up] Dry Bone Swarm: Kamek raises several dozen [url=https://www.mariowiki.com/images/9/94/MP8_DryBones.png]Dry Bones[/url] from the earth to fight for him. Dry bones are undead Koopas with limited intelligence that have the ability to toss bones at enemies and pull themselves back together if they are broken apart, making them functionally unkillable in many circumstances. They aren't able to retract into their shells, nor use equipment or power ups.[/hider] [/center] While it was difficult to really pay attention while blasting away with the minigun Kamek did his best to keep track of the team in between bouts of mowing down Ent spawn. Though battered and bruised they kept up the assault, hammering away at its wounded leg and heartwood like there was no tomorrow. They were joined by a slightly sickly looking man born by a cane that the Ent foolishly decided was a prime target for destruction. Rather than be flattened by the attempted to stomp the man instead summoned a mighty golem made from dark particles in an impressive magical display that raised the eyebrows of the old Magikoopa. Suddenly faced with a foe of near equal size the Ent was Knocked off balanced and subjected to a barrage of attacks from the rest of the team until at long last it fell, its legs ruined beyond repair. Even in this sorry state however their foe refused meet its fate. Rather than poof into a sprite more of the paralyzing gas spilled form what remained of its body. Perhaps, Kamek thought, a final attempt to ward off its foes by making its body too dangerous to approach so that that they might now leave it alone in its helpless state rather than finish it off. It was not to be. Blazermate’s enthralled undead, hersofar an insignificant threat to their foe that had been helpless in the face of the Ent’s shock wave generating stomps finally got their chance to shine. The swarm of undead flooded the arena, tearing through remaining root minions as they went and dog-piled the body. They rallied to the banner of the lone Jockey that had survived the devastation of all that had come with it and began to smash apart their foe despite the cloud of gas surrounding it. Watching this Kamek was struck with inspiration and remembered a certain spell of his. The wizard tossed aside the Minigun, its purpose served, breaking the illusion magic he had been using as he revealed which of the 5 Kamek’s he actually was. As the heavy bone rattling weapon clunked down next to the dispenser Kamek brandishing his wand and let forth another spell. [color=DeepSkyBlue]”Lizard scales and Goomba snot Wake up lazy bones, lets see what you’ve got!”[/color] He chanted. At the end of the incarnation dozens of gloved hands burst from the earth around him. They grasped the earth and heaved their skeletal bodies up onto the surface. The army of [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/nin-fanon/images/3/3f/DRY.png/revision/latest?cb=20131107210755] Dry Bones[/url] shook themselves free of the dirt and began to lurch their way into the fight. As the undead Koopas joined the swarm of humanoid undead in taring the tree apart, their resilient physiology and immunity to the gases making up for heir ankle biter height, Kamek left the remains of the engineering nest and went to join the rest of the team. Still a touch shaky from using the minigun so much he made use of his broom as a walking stick as he carefully navigated around the lingering clouds of rot root left by the exploding minions. [color=DeepSkyBlue]”It is indeed quite the prize you acquired there Blazermate.”[/color] he agreed with the robot as she spoke of how useful her new arm was [color=DeepSkyBlue]”I imagine you’ll be making the going quite a bit easier from now on, in this region at least.”[/color] The power that could be gained from sprites sure was something, Kamek thought, but so too was the magic that the newcomer had used to turn the fight firmly in their favor. [color=DeepSkyBlue]”V I take it?”[/color] Kamek addressed the heavily tattooed man who had just arrived, guessing that was the one who Nero had offhandedly mention meaning to meet here at the cathedral, [color=DeepSkyBlue]”That was quite the entrance you made. Tell me, what were those creatures you commanded?”[/color] He asked, the wizard always interested in gaining extra knowledge that he could turn into an advantage somewhere down the line.