DracoLunaris

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Location: 1-1, Central Road

Speaking with:
@thedmanMichael
@LemonZest1337 Rachet
@ProPro The courier
@Archmage MC Blazermate

As he slowly wandered on down towards peach’s castle Bowser was secretly pleased at the number of people who had joined his cause. He was less pleased with the amount they poked and prodded him with questions and talk, though he supposed it did pass the time as they traveled. First up was the helpful medbot Blazermate who commented

"You don't have to be that slow Bowser, I'm healing the little guy for ya."

“I am not slow!” The king barked in response to this as if he got this complaint a lot, before he quickly added “I’m just being careful. But if you think you can keep that up we’ll pick up the pace” and pick up the pace he did, ever so lightly, shifting from a casually slow stomping to a somewhat faster, and rather unpleasant in the king's opinion, march. The king grimaced with envy up at Geno as he flew by, wishing he had one of his airships to transport them. Or his flying clown car. Or a go-cart. Or that he could fly still like he had when he had been trying to take over the galaxy. Any of those would have been better than this ground pounding.

“Also if keeping pace with me is tricky then feel free to hitch a ride” he added gruffly to the cute helpful robot, partially because it would put kirby’s transport hat at a less precarious angle while still keeping him in healer range, partially because further tying himself to their only healer would be good for keeping the mooks in line.

The next was the cowboy who had shown himself to be of a mercenary disposition asking for payment in return for service. The king had mixed opinions about this because while it would be good to have someone who wasn't a goody two shoes under him heros generally seemed to work for free. “You get to work for the greatest badguy the worlds ever known” he began by boasting, before adding “also my army has excellent perks. We got steady pay, health insurance, dental and... Well we would have those but I’m kinda not sure where my kingdom is at the moment… hmmm” the king scratched his head as he pondered for a few moments, before reaching down to his jacket and, with a single claw, snipped off one of the golden buttons from his waistcoat. Then he held it up in front of his mouth and carefully heated the tennis ball sized button with his fiery breath till it melted down into a puddle. This puddle the king allowed to cool till it hardened into a disk, creating a dinner plate sized crude replica of one the mushroom kingdom’s signature gold coin which he then coin flipped over to the Courier. “Humans like gold right? Stick with me and I can assure you, here be plenty more where that came from” mostly because gold coins where dim a dozen in the mushroom kingdom, and he was sure he could get some at peach's castle either by robbing the place or coercing the toads to hand over whatever wealth the princess kept in her palace. “Plus Blazermate can provide he healthcare part. Right Blazermate?”

Michael was basically the only person who did not get on the kings nerves in any way as he seemed to have imiediatly fallen into line as a member of his army. Or that was the kings impression anyway. “Welcome to my army Michael” he responded offhandedly to the man’s introduction as he continued to deal with the trials of leadership.

Then there was Linkle. Bowser did not understand how she had been mistaken for link by the redhead. The King was not excatly good at distinguishing between human faces, so mainly he went off of outfits to identify them instead, and linkle lacked the signature silly green had that the king had used to tell the legendary hero apart from all the other sword wielding pretty boys that had been at the battle with Galeem. While she did not cause trouble for the king personally she did direct a rodent looking fellow to him, someone who seems to be quite the heavy sleepe, as he had managed to miss bowser's speech. The king gave a rude exasperated sigh at their perfectly reasonable questioning and gave a rapid fire summary of their situation “The winged rainbow ball in the sky stole lots of bits of or worlds and the people in em to make this place. I’m King Bowser, your now in my army, we’re going to defeat the ball and put everything back to normal. Your robot friends probably possessed and out here somewhere” he finished just as they arrived at the crossroads “bit like those guys” the king added, referring to the many low level enemies scattered across the area, all of them sporting the same menacing purple aesthetic.

Bowser then took a little time to take in their new location. The first most noticeable thing was, of course, the only person not controlled by Galeem that they had met so far, the mysterious cloaked figure currently napping in a hammock dangerously close to all the minions crawling around in the the three paths beyond. Bowser took note of the fact that there would be free people on their journey but was not really interested in actually dealing with the person. Partially because he was quite certain Hero’s would see too it, as it seemed to be a hero's solemn duty to talk to literally everyone they came across during an adventure, but mainly because he spotted some familiar creatures in familiar surroundings down the middle lane. The various koopas and goombas patrolling the road were, of course, parts of Bowser’s regular army and the king was very displeased to see them serving someone who had kicked his butt. Again. This kind of thing happened way too often for the king’s liking but at least he was used to it by now. Ignoring the other two paths, he’d likely get stuck in the woods and the canyon looked like a pain anyway, the king stomped his way through the brief enemy free beginning part of the obstacle course, literally in some cases as he swatted floating bricks aside with his free hand while crushed grass underfoot, as he headed straight for the first group of minions patrolling the area. Once adequately in range the king started shouted at them, a course of action that was probably coming to be expected at this point by the rest of the team.

“Oi! Minions! Your King is here! So shake off that stupid bauble's control before I come over there beat it out of you!”

The king then roared at them for good measure before proceeded to torch a nearby thicket of long grass with his flame breath for emphasis. This inadvertently caused a bunch of rat and bug Pokemon to scatter out from their former hiding place to avoid incineration, which left Bowser, and the unconscious Kirby, facing down a bunch of alerted monsters a little way down the central path. There was perhaps some kind of comic irony or poetic significance about Bowser starting out his journey to save the world much the same way Mario would, on a grassy platforming filled road facing down koopas and goombas, but if there was any deeper meaning to be had it was lost on Bowser. Instead the King was simply grinning from ear to ear, eager to get going because right now, after suffering the embarrassing defeat at the hands of Galeem, he was really looking forwards to a good old fashioned rampage.

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I'll see if i can get a wee something out this evening to free up anyone who has become entangled in a Bowser interaction so that they can go exploring, annoy what i am assuming is going to be our equivalent of the res 4 merchent or whatever else. After which he will probably go shout at his MCed minions.

I assume everything is going to slow down now that most of the burden of responding to our shenanigans will end up resting in Lugubrious' expert hands, so that will be good for anyone who has been struggling to keep up with the initial speed posting.

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The utterly terrible state of kirby’s constitution was enough to dull even the inferno of rage that had ignited in Bowser’s soul, pity and concern smothering the embers till nothing was left, leaving only guilt as the king vaguely recall attacking him along with the other. The king let out a sigh, expelling the anger from his body as his expression softened somewhat.

“Man. We really did a number on you didnt we huh” he said quietly

The titanic turtle extended a single claw and touched it to kirby’s little nuby hand shaking the proffered hand. “Don’t worry little guy. Bowser's gonna fix this.” he assured Kirby before the star warrior slipped out of consciousness. Briefly startled by this the king was glad to see that kirby was continuing breath, giving a short sight of relief. Grunting to himself Bowser stood himself up from his seated position, dusted the back of his pants off and the carefully scooped up the wounded puffball in a single calw. Then he removed his hat, gently deposited the wounded hero inside its luxuriously soft padded interior and slung the improvised medical bed under his arm for safe keeping.

“Thank You” the king muttered quietly to the medibot before he turned to find out what everyone was examining. This turned out to be yet more familiar sights for the king, as he was confronted by one of his favorite stomping grounds, Peach’s castle, surrounded by some out of place terrain. He was struck by a brief moment of nostalgia, his mind wandering back to memories of breaking into the poorly defended castle, more of a palace really, causing terrified toads to scatter in his wake as he stormed through the halls to find Princess Peach so he could whisk her away to his much better castle. This fond relocation was broken by concern about her wellbeing, and also anger about the fact that the glowball thing might have kidnap her. Only he got to do that and yet other villains were constantly trying to take her away from him, the wrenches! The king’s heart hardened once more as he gazed up at the sight of the enemy floating high above them and he swore to himself that when this was over he would personally crush the thing beneath his foot. Or eat it. It did look rather tasty. Like a massive gobstopper. Before his mind would wander back off track, this time to food, Genno suggested they head over to Peach's castle, before asking him if that was the right move. Bowser hadn't considered that, he had been much too distracted to do any planning, but this did not stop him from claiming that “Yes. That was exactly what I was thinking Geno! ” completely unaware that the doll was probably being playing his ego like a fiddle.

“As were those guys apparently” the king added as the ragged looking hunter took off at a jog towards peach’s castle without a word, followed soon after by the centurion.

As the king followed the path of the two human warriors he once again took in the patchwork landscape and the floating form of Galeem he started to piece together a somewhat inaccurate understanding of what was going on, one primarily based on their memory of the events of smash bros brawl and the repeated mentions of the others mentioning blasts of light. The king nodded to himself, a decision made, and then turned to address the remaining heros.

“Alright you mooks listen up! I’m Bowser, the Koopa King, and you are all going to be working for me if you know what is good for you! That thing” Bowser pointed with his free had up to the angelic ball found in the sky “is the one responsible for transporting us all here and mind controlling us into attacking Kirby. Its beat some of the greatest Heros and Villains ever by staying way out of range like a cheap coward and blasting them. Then it went around blasted big chunks of all our worlds into subspace, taking you lot along with it, and cobbled them together into this mess while also probably taking over the minds of every fighter in them. I don't know why it’s done this, frankly I don't care, but I do know that if we beat the snot out of it then everything should go back to normal, just like it did last time. So if you all want to see your homes again your going to fight for me! We’re going to form the greatest army ever by doing whatever kirby did to us to anyone else we find and then we’ll get some awesome ships or something to take the fight up there too the stupid christmas ornament so we can punch it in the face. Got that? Good. Lets move out.”

As if there was no room for discussion the turtle turned and began stomping off towards the castle, bringing the unconscious form of kirby with him in his under arm held hat. Of course, Bowser’s pace wasn't exactly a quick one, particularity considering he was trying to avoid jostling Kirby to much, and so he was unlikely to outrun any complaints that might be raised.

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@Archmage MC also Din

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@ProPro@Stekkmen

That is good to know. I'll restore it to the original state.

Sorry bout this repeatedly second guessing myself everyone.

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Ok so in hindsight that post was super de railing so I've edited it to be less, uh, disruptive to what everyone was doing.

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Suffice to say there was mixed reactions to bowsers bellowed demands. The most noticeable one was a gun pointed at his head and a distinct lack of answers. There was also a lot of confusion, threats and a few attempts to beget calm mostly made from the ends of weapons. Suffice to say the king was not best pleased with the response he got initially. In Fact he was rapidly becoming rather furious. His meltdown was briefly halted by the arrival of the blue clad puppet who remembered bowser far better than bowser remembered them “Yes. Hello Geno. I…” he began, but Bowser was unable to continue with what would have been an unconvincing lie about remembering Geno’s name as the chaos around him continued to unfold causing his fury to build ever further. Humans angry at him, humans angry at each other, it all bled into itself apart from one little detail upon which bowser immediately laser focused.

"You failed, Samurai! The marshmellow lives!" shouted one of the armored humans at another which brought to attention the fact the a humanoid robot had apparently revived kirby. Kirby was the only other person who had been where bowser had been before the light. Kirby was unique among the in that he had been injured while the rest of them were simply dazed. Here was the potential for answers and he could get them if only he could have a moments peace to get them.

Which!
He!
Was!
Not!
Getting!

Getting shot at was what finally caused Bowser’s temper to be pushed over the edge. It didn't matter that things were just at that very moment seeming like they might be calming down, nor that the courier announced he had shot at something outcalled a “deathclaw” rather than Bowser because the king was pissed, confused, had had his prid stung by defeat at the hands of Galeem and had literally zero anger management skill. His blood boiled, steam shot from his ears and nostrils as he descended into a rage, stomping the ground angrily over and over, the impacts of which caused a thunderous retort, while roaring.

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! All of you shut up! RAAAAAGH!”

The dragon ended his tantrum with an eardrum shattering roar accompanied by a skywards bout of flame, after which he angrily snatched up his snow white top hat that had fallen off when he was knocked unconscious, angrily placed it on his head, gave it one of those little side to side adjustments you do to get it sitting right and then he stomped over to the recovering kirby, ignoring literally everyone as went. Upon his arrival bowser unceremoniously plonking himself down on his butt in front of the pink puffball, the thud of the impact causing a shockwave to ripple out through the grass. Slaping his hands against his knees and, holding them for support, the beast leaned in and ask the puff ball, with a much quieter but no less furious voice, too “ex-plain”

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and with that I am done for the day.
edit: i expect to wake up 700 more posts tomorrow. don't let me down team

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Bowser did not wake particularly gracefully, pushing himself up from the ground and and absentmindedly stretching his arms above his head while giving of a loud yawn/groans as if he had just woken from a pleasant nap. It was in the middle of this stretch that the King suddenly froze, his eyes shooting from drowsy halfliddendess to wide open in an instant, as he remembered what he had been doing before he lost consciousness. He quickly lowered his arms back down into a fighting stance and glanced too and fro to take in his surroundings. However instead of the anticipated army of master hands and the their strange winged controller he and the others had been facing down only moments ago he instead found a large number of unfamiliar individuals, most of them unconscious, all spread out over a random grassy hill. Well, mostly unfamiliar.

The koopa king had the unique advantage of knowing not one but two of the people around him. One was the still sleeping puppet who he vaguely remembered knowing from one of the times his castle had been stolen. The time with the massive sword. The other was the pink blobby fellow, with whom he just stood alongside to to do battle and who now lay on the ground with a gaping sword wound in him and was surrounded by most of the awake individuals baring one who stood away from the groop, bloody sword in hand. It only took a few moments for Bowser to come to the wrong impression.

The king roared and dramatically pointed to the swordsman as he bellowed “who are you people!” the hand drifted quickly over to point at the wounded Kirby and his onlookers “and what have you done too… uhhhhh” there was an awkward pause during which the gears in the king's mind slowly ground on and he absentmindedly snapped his fingers while he tried to remember the pink one’s name. “Kir..boy?” he finished hesitantly before barreling with instantly renewed gusto into more questions “Also where am I, what happened to everyone else and where is the glowy wing ball thingy that blasted me with light? I demand answers!”

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@Lmpkio
a vote for ridley in a futile attempt to maintain a monopoly over the villainous lizard king theme
Now that I think of it, if second/third chars also get kindred spirits then Ridley could be one of those for Samus