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Bowser the Koopa King

Wordcount: 1237 (+2)
Bowser: Level 7 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (68/80)
Location: The Dead Zone - Hell-bent City


”Yeah it worked out in the end,” Bowser agreed with Blazermate’s assessment of the fight and freeing of two of the demon hunters by her and him. If Dante turned out to be even half as dangerous on their side as she had as an enemy she’d be quite the asset. Bowser hadn’t tussled with the slayer, so he’d have to wait and see how the man shaped up in comparison. Probably fairly well, the dead zone demanded toughness from those who wanted to last more than a few minutes.

”Took a little something out of me to do it though. Not sure what. You felt it too right?” he noted, unable to put an exact claw on the price he’d had to pay to free another but knowing something had been given up nonetheless.

”Also I was never cute! I’m a big bad boss and don’t you forget it!” the king then insisted when Blazer commented on his loss in cuteness ”I can put them away anyway” he added, nestling the tendrils away in their shell apertures for a moment before re-deploying them, ”Just don’t wanna while we’re still in this place. Feels like nowhere is safe”

The king’s words might have been true, but the rest of their trip towards the root’s housing managed to be the closest to safe they’d had in the zone with how uneventful it was. Oh there where foes to be crushed, but compared to the initial gauntlet they were smallfry. The Flood would roll over them before too long, just as the Red team where now. It was still tense, there was always the worry that the next block might reveal some new actually dangerous monstrosity or another, but in the end they reached the library into which the roots of the great tree were burrowing into without any notable opposition.

”THIS IT, HUH? ALRIGHT, LET’S GET STARTED!” Bowser declared, advancing on the doors at the head of the group and dramatically kicking them open to find a very nondescript and surprisingly empty library within. ”RAAAA-huh?” The king had had his claws and tentacles barred as he entered, ready for whatever gauntlet was going to stand between them and the mini boss, but he was understandably confused by the emptiness of the library

”There’s... nothing?” he took a look about, but found nothing. No demonic warriors. No alien locusts. Not even the ubiquitous zombies were found within, which should have been suspicious, and likely was of the wiser members of the party. Bowser, however, simply mentally declared victory and started stomping through the room towards the closest staircase. He got about four meters before he got attacked by a black thing that had, as far as the king was concerned, come out of nowhere.

The four legged spindly mass of ooze or darkness or something that had been pretending to be a coffee cup grappled his face, and tried to stab out his eyes. The king shut his eyes reflexively and his scaled eyelids prevented the loss of his ocular orbs, but in his resulting blind panic he stumbled backwards, smashing ass backwards into a bookcase and got swarmed by book disguised mimics. Faced with an unfamiliar shaped foe covered in heavy natural armor, the mimics were just a moment too slow to find the king’s new vulnerable ears that the tentacruel tentacles could get to work. Engaging in tentacle vs tentacle combat the larger and venomous cruel tentacles rapidly prevailed and cleared the king’s face, stabbing, crushing and grappling the mimics in a flurry of action. They were going to get to work on the rest when the remaining mimics scattered, scampering way into the carnage the king had kicked up in his blind panic and rage. They almost immediately vanished from sight, masked by the small fires Bbowser had lit when he’d used firebreath to stop one of the mimics from stabbing him in the mouth. The Mimics hadn't given up, even if endless aggression had not been in their nature like all but the free never could. They were still out there in the mess, along with likely countless more their kind. Watching. Waiting. Ready it strike at a moment of weakness.

”WHAT WAS THAT!” Bowser roared, glancing around in agitated alarm at the suddenly empty seeming room, his nerves frayed and his body royally scratched up.

After the shock had worn off, the situation had been explained and Bowser had been told that no, they couldn't just burn the building down and hope that dealt with the situation, the king begrudgingly took point on the cleansing of the building. Flame breath incinerated countless volumes, an act that many would consider a travesty, along with masses of stationary and other library supplies as Bowser cleared out rooms and then used his shoulder mounted water cannons to douse the flames. It was slow and monotonous work, made even slower by having to wait out the smoke clouds it created, but it cleared safe zones for those who didn't feel up to risking it in the prop hunt nightmare alone to stay safely inside, and provided launching off points for those who dared to face up to the challenge of hunting for the last miniboss.

After what seemed like an eternity someone found a hidden way down and Bowser gladly abandoned the latest room he was slashing and burning to join the team as they descended into the dark. Down and down and further down still they descended following the roots of the great vile tree even as its own tendrils met and interwoven with veins of neon blue liquid stretching up out of the depths.

At the source of the glowing pipes and at the end of the roots, in a chamber filled with skulls who’s eyes glowed with undeath and surrounded by accursed power they found her. She was a monster, a lich, a mockery of life, an instrument of ruin and entropy. She was also a cursed little girl.

”What happened to you kid?” Bowser asked with unusual softness, but even he could piece together the basics from the Skullgirl and Nadia’s brief back and forth. The Skull heart had happened to her and, whatever it was, Nadia had come to claim it.

”We are not killing a kid,” Bowser growled at Nadia and then with his mind ticking in overdrive, he tried to convince them as to why they wouldn't need to ”She said she’s going to “clean up” the root, WHICH IS ONE OF THOSE MET-A-FOR THINGS RIGHT? WHEN YOU SAID 'CLEAN UP' YOU MEAN DESTROY RIGHT? LIKE ITS A MAID JOKE OR THEME THING NOT A ‘I’M GOING TO DUST THE DEMON ROOTS AND MAKE THEM NICE AND CLEAN’ THING” he shouted the question before going back to loudly whispering to the red team

”Which means we don't have to kill her to get the boss. Plus, we’ve got Kamek and the Master of Masters and a bunch of other people who are smart at magic on our side out there and Peach can do this spirit manipulation thing now so if you really want this skullheart thing we can get it out of her somehow. I’ve had plenty of evil artifacts in me, heroes always find a way to get them out,” He insisted, a lifetime of being thwarted being turned to hopeless optimism in the dark pit they found themselves.


wordcount: 2644 (+3)
Bowser Jr: Level 6 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (111/60)
Kamek: Level 6 EXP: ////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (46/70)
Location: Edge of the Blue – Seaward Bay


The party was generally in agreement with Kamek and Jr’s suggestion of investigating the airship dock was the way to go. That said, Peach echoed Kamek’s concerns that recruiting a ship to their cause might be tricky.

”I hope that there might be a crew or ship heroic enough that a little heart to heart might, ah, convince them join our side” Kamek paused, and then added ”I’m winking behind these spectacles when I said convince”

There was little more to be said on the topic till they actually scoped out the ships, so while they traveled there the two koopa’s offered their own thoughts on the abyssal fleet.

”It would be useful to know if these ships are leaving spirits behind when they die. I can create entities without spirits, none of my illusionary clones or toadies are doing so when defeated, so a powerful spell caster could be the source of these ships if they too are spiritless. Simply recreating the old designs is also much easier than making something new each time, which would also explain why the same ships keep showing up over and over.” Kamek suggested

”Maybe they just have lots of one ups and respawn real far away? Or there's lots that look the same, like toads or goombas, and they live really far away. So this is like. 1-1 and Papa’s castle is all the way out in the deep Ocean. Or all the way round the top of the continent” Jr suggested, his input suggesting an unintentionally bleak option, predominantly due to the distances that would be involved in getting to and shutting down the abyssal fleet if he was anywhere close to the truth.

Both options were highly colored by the koopa’s experiences, either by Kamek’s own capabilities or by their fight against the unbeatable unstoppable force that was Mario, but perhaps there was something of use in them.

Kamek’s suggested method of getting a ride ended up looking both unnecessary and unattainable when they arrived in the docks. The ships were more civilian in nature seemingly, mostly fitted for hauling cargo for the purposes of making a profit. There were no hardy gangs of sky pirates or aerial explorers to be found here, or so it seemed.

”Where are they shipping things too or from that it can be so profitable I wonder” Kamek said when they were told that the ships were hauling freight for merchants.

It seemed unlikely they would be able to convince them to join their adventure or outbid the merchants right up until the point that Peach remembered she was loaded, having taken possession of most of Mario’s earnings from his heroics.

”Wait. He just gives you all his treasure?” Jr asked, bemused by the notion

”I suppose that explains why he and his brother live in such a small house together despite both of their treasure filled adventures” Kamek noted, mentally kicking himself for not thinking about the treasury sooner. He knew it was there, he’d even noted as such when he helped fill in Vandham on the places they’d been, but the idea that they could just use the princess’s treasure to help them buy whatever they needed had never crossed his mind.

As for how they’d get it, well, while Peach was at a loss for ideas Geralt was keeping a good track of his allies abilities and suggested Jr use his magic paint portals to make a way to pop back and forth from the town to peach's castle so they could get the money they need.

”What? Yeah I was just about to say that you don't need to suggest it!” Jr complained, having actually been thinking about the fact that the koopa troop apparently knew where Mario lived and yet had never done anything with that fact.

”I suggest you put it out by the docks young master. Rather empty and it will likely be where you will reappear when you return? I imagine we’d rather we not run into trouble by bypassing the customs office on the way out” Kamek recommended before Jr could even think about where he’d put the portal

”oh. Uh. Yeah ok.” Jr said, a bit ticked off

”and be careful coming back through the market, people might try to steal from you if you're carrying a large amount of gold up with you” Kamek added. He was fairly sure Jr would be safe so long as the prince didn’t start anything, but he still worried so he added one final thing, turning to the others and asking, ” If one or two of you would like to escort the young master when he goes it would be most helpful”

”Alright alright I get it jeez,” Jr said, before glancing over the others to see who was coming, and then heading back down, through the market and to the docks to do a bit of graffitiing

”wait i didn’t mean- oh never mind” Kamek said after them, but jr was in enough of a hurry and a huff that he didn’t hear. Kamke sighed and then turned back to the princess, ”So, now that we’ll have wealth a plenty, let’s take a look at what might be on offer shall we? Maybe we can upgrade one if nothing suits our needs if nothing fits the bill?” Kamek said, before glancing upwards at the sounds coming from the Sky's Hatchery and also suggested ”and perhaps we should take a look up there while we are at it?”

The mage didn’t entertain Peach’s unintended suggestion of boat murder for long. As a last resort perhaps. As a plan it seemed like an excellent way to get swarmed by the red eyed towns people with a rather low chance of success. Best cross the other options off the list first before going down that road, particularly because it would be the heroes, not the already flight capable Kamek and Jr, who would be the ones taking on those spirits and they would likely react rather strongly to the prospect.




Far away from Limsa Lominscuttle Town the little party of molecules that was Jr appeared above the drawbridge and then collapsed into the form of the prince and his car. He landed on the bridge, wheels of the car deployed, and came face to face with the wreckage of the robot attack, the interior of the castle littered with the scars of battle being tidied up by various toads as best they could

”Wow. What happened here?” Jr asked, only to have someone yell “Friend or foe! Show me your eyes!” from behind him

Jr whirled around and came face to face with a host of short green creatures, most of them female. Most of them were pointing either shotguns or crossbows at him, while the one who’d shouted at him had a fully drawn back bow pointed at him. Behind them the stones of the archway the engineer had used as a firing platform had been rearranged into a short wall. As Jr took this in a small team of of toads, holding small fold-able shovles and dusted in the dirt they’d been digging to make a moat on the other side of the wall poked their heads around the wall to see what was going on.

“You’re free,” the bow wielding goblin noted as she looked the ambushed koopa in the eyes, “but who are you?” she asked, not lowering her weapon just in case.

”What! How can’t you know who I am!” Jr growled back, affronted that these people didn't know who he was. Before he could get real mad and make a mess of things however, there was a shout from the castle entrance

“Oh hey, it’s Bowser’s kid! Don’t worry about him Holly, he’s not a threat,” Princes Daisy called as she came out from the castle, once again donning her signature bright orange dress, strolled up the bridge to meet them.

“aren't you kid,” she said as she stopped next to him ruffled his hair

”Hey, I am so too a threat! I’m strong and mean and dangerous!” Jr argued childishly, only to be interrupted by Tyrant who appeared in the air above him, having insisted on being next to come through, and landed atop his owners head

“Aww, who’s your new friend” Daisy asked, before petting the pig-like behemoth, who was much more happy than jr to receive the affectionate gesture.

”Get down from there” Jr told the pig, picking it off his head only for Mimi to appear and take his place. Jr sighed, and then noticed another collection of particles forming, one much larger than the two pets that had bopped him on the head.

The rest of the party coming with him arrived on the bridge one by one after that, forcing Daisy and Jr to move back and make space for them.

“Hiii I’m Daisy. Who are you?” the princess introduced herself and then asked once they were all here, always eager to meet new people.

”Wait wait wait. When did you get here? Who are the green people? Why is there a wall there now? What happened to the castle!” Jr insisted after introductions had been made but before Daisy could start chatting and direct them away from the questions he wanted to ask.

“Oh right. This is Warchief Hollythorn and her rangers” Daisy introduced the goblins, most of whom had either resume guard duty or working with the toads to keep digging their fortifications at this point, “they helped me get here out of the spooky woods to the west of here”

“As for the other two questions, both answers to that are hostile constructs, or robots as the humans call them” Hollythorn explained while keeping an eagle eye out for any more of the mechanical menaces.

The team then got a quick recap of Zelda and co’s mercenary mission and the battle that had ensued from the princess and goblin’s perspectives and were then told what had happened in the aftermath. After Vandham showed up via warp graffiti it had become incredibly obvious that having the arrival point being out in the open like that was a terrible idea, so they’d started trying to fortify the position so people wouldn't arrive in the middle of a robot hoard. Hollythorn had volunteered herself and her troops immediately to the task. After the losses they’d taken, none of them wanted to be caught flat footed by such an attack again. Hollythorn complained bitterly about how Peach’s home did not deserve to be called a castle, which Jr agreed with. There was a distinct lack of lava and traps and lava traps.

The rest of the new recruits were still inside, where Vandham was in the midst of signing them up with details of what they could and would do, as well as taking inventory of the castle’s assets.

“So. What brings you all back?” Daisy asked once they’d finished telling their story

”Peach wants some of her treasure so we can buy a cool airship” Jr told her

“Neat. Oh. You oughta know, there was this big spat about the treasury involving Wario and Waluigi I think? You know how they are. They proooobably won't take to well to you hauling it off now” Daisy warned him

”They’re just gonna have to deal with it” Jr declared, ”and we’ve wasted enough time here, there gonna wonder why we’re taking so long and I can’t be bothered with Kamek fussing about that”

Daisy quietly laughed about this backwards way of saying he didn’t want Kamek to worry then accompanied the party back down the drawbridge and into the castle.

“Well if it isn’t the little prince,” Vandham said as they came inside and into the view of the staircase where the mercenary captain was speaking with the new recruits, who were sitting on its various stairs. There wasn't a lot of furniture left in the castle after they’d used it to keep the robots at bay. “Don’t suppose you can make these portal things not drop people off outside of defensible locations. Ain’t exactly convenient when there’s hordes of robots outside”

”No,” jr replied simply, both unwilling and unable to explain the science or logic behind Professor E. Gadd’s magic brush before asking ”Why don’t you just go out and break em”

“Because we don’t know where they are based exactly, and we need someone to authorize a mission and form a four person squad to go find out” Vandham explained

”... I can do that right?” Jr said after a few moments of thought

“I guess, but I don't think a kid-” the mans started to say, only to be cut of by Jr

”Daisy, Wario, Waluwigi aaaaand Luigi. Go out there and scout. Find those robot’s base so we can smash em to pieces” Jr said, pointing at each one in turn and then commanding them to start the mission

“Whaaat, why us?” both Wario and Waluigi, who had been sitting on the stairs looking bored and uninterested said, while Luigi's response was “Oh uh uh uh, you sure you don't want someone else?”

”No. I’ve said it so go. I know what you guys can do, can’t be bothered finding out what these other bozos can do or if they’d be any good, so go!” Jr said, reveling in the ability to command people about like this,

“Aw yeah, finally some action! Come on Waluigi, we never get any action or adventures, now’s our chance!” Daisy cheered, the only person who looked genuinely enthusiastic about this

“Bah” the lanky scoundrel replied as he hauled himself off the stairs, but you could tell from the look in his eyes he was at least a little excited about it for the same reason as Daisy. Wario was indifferent to the concept of going on a quest itself, he’d been on plenty, but seemed to pick up on his partner in crime’s hidden interest and followed him to join the impromptu party, leaving only Luigi.

“Luigi, here” Dr Mario said as he pressed a hodgepodge med gun and accompanying backpack that he had been wearing into the plumber’s hands.

“Wernt-a you gonna use this?” the green plumber asked

“We’ve’a got’a spares” the doctor told him, giving him an encouraging pat on the shoulder “Keep them’a safe, ok?”

“I... Sure bro, doc, doc bro, I will!” Luigi said, donning the backpack. It was considerably cruder looking than the Poltergust he sometimes wore, but after a quick bit of instruction he was ready to assist his team from the rear.

”Right. You good? Now go!” Jr told them. Then, after Wario and Waluigi were out of the way, he turned and said to Vandham ”So, about the treasury. Peach needs to take out some money and we’re here to get it for her”

“Hey, wait a minute!”




After the other half of the former treasury dispute had been forced to sit down, shut up and stop waving the grenade and sticky launchers around the team found themselves in the treasury. Gold coins, bars, jewels and more from the plumber’s adventures lay piled on high in the large secure chamber, along with a particular crown and a emerald filled with immense power topping the collection.

“All right, here we are” Vandham told them “quite the haul isn’t it? Royalty. They sure are something else. So. How much do you need?”

”Enough for an airship!” Jr declared confidently

“And that’s how much?”

”Uhhh… a lot?”

Vandham sighed

”Just... Grab what you can?” Jr suggested to the others, before rapidly finding out that just hauling the stuff in their arms wasn't going to cut it if they didnt want to spill gold all over the market.

They where gonna have to figure something out.

wordcount: 896 (+2)
Midna: level 2 EXP: //////////////////// (6/20)
Location: Sandswept Sky (desert): Vah Naboris

Midna exited the multicolored light show rubbing her poor abused eyes again. She had not been having a good day when it came to her corneas. After a few moments of recovery she had a chance to inspect herself, finding first that she had differently hued skin, warm bronze replacing the pale turquoise while the black where her true form’s outfit had fused with her body remained as it was. She was also significantly more muscle density than she had before. She’d gone from noodle armed imp to tiny powerhouse. She even had abs! Also, she was now wearing a skirt and, functionally, nothing else. Noticing Tora’s agape expression she covered her technically bare chest, faking shocked modesty for just a moment before laughing at him.

”If you think I look good now you should see what I look like when I break this curse” she teased him before continuing her examination.

A quick look over and a bit of hand patting found her over her remaining alterations. Gold bands on her arms that matched the shackle that bound her ponytail in style, earrings that where gold and neon blue instead of Urbosa’s gold and red, and, finally, Midna realized why her field of vision had still seemed off when she patted her face and found her nose had grown more prominent.

”I’m going to need a mirror. A normal mirror.” she muttered to herself before shaking her head, earrings swinging and bapping her neck and chin as she did so. A proper fashion analysis and suitable adjustment could come later. She’d taken this spirit for reasons other than a makeover.

”Now, lets’ take a look at you” Midna said drifted back over to the central core she was going to inspect before they were so rudely interrupted, and looked upon it with new eyes and knowledge. After a few moments of contemplation she grinned wide with confidence as she floated to its front and found the access point. Then she flicked her long hair to the side, infusing it with the fused shadow’s power mid swish and then driving a handless arm of magic into the center of the port.

Power, will and wisdom pulsed through the link in both directions as Midna grit her teeth in concentration, and then, all at once, it was hers. A hologram of a Shiekah eye formed in front of her own exposed eye. Through it she saw through Vah Naboris', seeing the shifting sands from on high. She also saw what it really was.

”It’s.. a weapon. A weapon to kill Gannon,” she said delightedly, if mostly to herself, as she withdrew the magical tendril and let the power within it die, her long hair falling back to hanging behind her. The magical eye remained, and would appear whenever the princess desired to command the Divine Beast, its will bound to her and the gilded Fused Shadow fragment she wore. She did so know, sending it lumbering towards the pyramid she had seen through its eyes, anticipating the request to travel to it. It was not much of a detour, she reasoned, and if she was going to take her own detour to find the mirror of twilight then it would hardly do to deny the Thieves their own little sidequest.

”And we are off,” she told those who had remained inside the central chamber, ”heading for a pyramid that's on the way to the mountain that those kids will want to look at”

”Also it seems safe to say we don’t have any healers. Guess you’ll have to learn to not get hit like me” she said cockily as she landed next to Primrose, Poppi and Tora, nodding in approval at the latter's decision to crush the spirit rather than let anyone absorb it or let it escape somehow. Standing next to them she found that she was now closer to the size of a very short woman in height, the top of her head being at around chest height on the two women where she’d been waist high before. Still a ways to go, the twilight princess thought to herself, but maybe this could work out with a few more adjustments.

”or keep an eye out for Recovery Hearts. You can probably guess what they look like. Maybe there’s some in containers in this place that might hold some? Or other useful things. Certainly feels big enough to have a secret or two hidden inside,” she suggested more practically, as she summoned one of her Wolfos and then used its fluffy body as a pillow to lean against, legs dangling over the side of the central platform with one crossed over the other as she lay back and rested her head on its soft fur. The issue of whether they would still be able to carry her weight could wait till she’d rested and recuperated from the fight, transformation and takeover of the titan’s systems. Maybe she could find something to fuse with them to make them bigger, she thought to herself, or perhaps her more muscular body might make that not quite so necessary anymore.

”have an explore if you like, I’ll let you know when we arrive, unless you want to stick around and have a chat with my charming self?” she suggested to the others as she half focused on guiding Vah Naboris and examining the desert through its eyes. A little bit of adjustment to the brightness had let her actually take it all in for the first time, free from the glare of the sun outside.

Coming up here had defiantly been a good idea.




wordcount: 373 (+1) (fight exp and bonus +20) (-5 to free Dante
Bowser: Level 7 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (66/80)
Location: The Dead Zone - Sundered Avenue


It had worked. The horrible pink heart had fused with Dante as expected, and then both freed her and dropped her out of her huge murder fly form. Realization that the red team weren't her enemies also came instantly, which was in retrospect something Bowser perhaps should have been worried about not happening but what was done was done. The plan had worked and the incredibly dangerous woman was now on their side.

They weren't done of course, there was still the Slayer for one, but fortunately for the likely rather weary party (Bowser certainly felt like he could do with a break) V had that covered. A titan fell from the sky to duke it out with the slayer, hurting the marine enough that even when he came out of the brawl as the victor Blazermate was able to heart him without much trouble.

The rest of the outstanding issues fell to Dante, who casually decked and freed both V and Tess when both of them failed to recognize the fight was over due to Galeem’s influence.

With them down and on their side it was, at last, over.




”WE’D HAVE BEEN FINE IF SOMEONE HADN’T TOTALED OUR NEW RIDE” Bowser commented pointedly when Nero talked about the now rather large size the red team had grown too and the inability to fit them all in the only vehicle they had left between them, ”SO I GUESS SOME OF YOU ARE WALKING WITH ME”

They might have expanded a fair bit by joining up with the gang of demon and devil killing experts, but it was immensely gratifying for the silver haired team who had probably been in-charge of them to immediately defer to his leadership, even if it was probably due to a complete disinterest in such a position the role on Nero’s part.

”WELL DON’T JUST STAND THERE. GET IN OR GET WALKING, WE’VE GOT A, UH, TREE TO PUT DOWN?” He hadn’t paid that much attention to the actual mission parameters, ”TO UPROOT! Yeah that works better. LET’S GET TO STOMPING!”

With that, the king did just that, lumbering off in the direction of the last root while people either packed into the van or followed his footsteps.
Mercenary Mission 1: Recruitment drive at Peach's castle


The heavily scarred titan of a man examined the trio who had answered his summons over a small desk in the room he’d commandeered for briefing away missions before shrugging. “Yer not exactly the type’a people i’m used to doing merc work, but seeing as we’re starting with the recruitment drive rather than any kinda dangerous stuff, you’ll do,” the merc captain said, in an accent only person in the room, (and notably this person was not Vandham), recognized as Australian.

The three heroes, all of whom had stood against Galeem on the day of their arrival, (and, admittedly, lost) were a bit disgruntled by this casual dismissal of their fighting ability, but while the disconcertingly blank faced Wii Fit Trainer and waist high Dr Mario let the comment wash over them like water off a duck’s back Zelda decided to actually have words about the matter, “I assure you sir, we are more than capable of handing ourselves.”

Vandham shrugged. “Maybe, but it doesn't matter. Place your going’s the only other area other than this one cleared of Galeem’s influence, least according to the details that got left with me, so unless you get real irksome none of the troops yer tryna muster should get rough. That said, it might be safe, but that don’t mean it’s not important. That turtle kid’s been using it as a teleporter hub, so it’ll be vital to secure the place, get everyone on side and the like. Make future operations a mighty sight easier. Got it? Good. Here’s the rest of the details on the place we’ve got, plus some priority targets.”

Zelda was presented with a short list of people and places to look into, one she’d seen a copy of pinned to an information board outside Vandham’s office, by one of Vandham’s assistants. The small cat-like creature with bat wings who sported a singular antena ending in a bright red pompom was called a moogle, and it did not fit Vandham’s aesthetic one bit.

“That’a said, we appear to be a missin’ someone,” Dr Mario said, “We can’t’a get this operation started without’a the whole team right?”

“Ah right yeah. Let me get them” Vandham said, before reaching down behind the desk and gently picking up and placing a toy poodle on the desk. The small dog looked at them with boundless love while the large handed man gently pet the cute we thing “May I present your fourth member, I’m sure he’ll be a huge hit with potential new recruit.s”

Zelda looked at her teammates to make sure they were also seeing this. Mario shrugged with hands and all while the Wii Fit Trainer approached the dog, telling it, “Come along, we’re going for walkies.”

In response the small dog happily hopped off the desk into her arms, before being put down on the ground so it could walk alongside them.

“Like I said, not what I’m used to working with, but I guess that’s what happens when I take my orders from a giant bee,” Vandham said to them, before reassuring them. “Still, I'm sure you’ll do fine. Report back to me when you’re done via one of these Moogle fellas.”

The man gestured to one of the cat creatures who happily floated over and formed a pact of mailstewardship with Zelda.

“Roight then that’ll be all. Good luck.”




“I’a wouldn’t let him'a get to you. We dont’a exactly look the part after all, and saving the worlds not exactly our’a day jobs, but I agree, he shouldn’t judge books by their covers,” Dr Mario told Zelda as they made their way to Jr’s warp graffiti, the little puppy happily hurrying along after them, his lead held by the trainer.

“I’m fine, but thank you for your words Doctor,” Zelda replied, “It’s not like I wish to go fight, goddesses know it's not my, well it's not my day job as you say, but it was rather rude to dismiss us like that.”

She got murmurs of agreement from the pair, but after that there was little time for chit chat, as their journey to their mission was a short one. A quick portal hop brought them to Peach’s castle with ease, the only problem getting their puppy to take the strange transportation method, which they resolved by picking him up and pushing him into it. Also catching him after the puppy excitedly ran off into the greens of 1-1 upon arrival, got into a tussle with a Poochyena and then fell into the moat. After that malarkey was over and the rabbid spectators they’d drawn had dispersed, they were ready to begin their mission.

The commotion they’d caused ment their arrival was not a surprise, and so once they entered the castle they were confronted by a cautious looking Toadsworth, escorted by Donkey Kong, Spyro and the kid who seemed to have elected themselves as the castle’s defenders. Watching from various hiding spots behind doors and furniture were the castle’s toads. This cautious behavior quickly disappeared among those familiar with Mario when they spotted the same named Dr among the Squad.

“Ah, master Mario, so good to see you again!” Toadsworth said with relief.

“It’sa Dr Mario actually. Me and'a Mario arn’t the same person. Strange, I’a know, but thats’a how it is.”

“Oh…” Toadsworth said, looking a touch concerned before he quickly examined their eyes and found them free of the light, “You’re still friendly though, aren't you? I can see the light of this ’Galeem’ is not in your eyes.”

“That we are. I’m princess Zelda, it’s lovely to meet you. We’ve come from Smash City Alcamoth, where we were freed from Galeem’s power by Princess Peach and her party of heroes. Quite a lot of us smashers there, along with plenty of others. Now Alcamoth is a haven for the free, and a staging point for our fight against Galeem,” Zelda spoke up as the group's unofficial lead negotiator.

“Is that so?” Toadsworth replied cautiously.

“Oh, oh yeah. I’ve seen her. And him. And her! She kicked me in the face?” came the shrill and rather grating voice of one of the toads. The first was quickly joined by several others, all who had been used as spore releasing counter moves by the princess at one point or another. Their words were bolstered by Donkey Kong's nods. Being smash contestants did not make them 100% trustworthy, villains like Ganondorf and Bowser were among their numbers after all, but it eased the tension that had been filing the room a great deal.

“And this Alcamoth is a safe haven you say?” Toadsworth asked.

“Most certainly. With the amount of freed peoples there, plus the defensive nature of the city itself perched atop a floating island, I’d say there isn’t a location safer than it in the whole world for those free of Galeem’s influence.” Zelda assured them. She hadn’t thought about that fact till now, but now that she did it was obviously the case. “Might I ask, have you had..trouble before? To induce this caution?”

“We’ve had a one or two…unpleasant visitors,” Toadsworth admitted.

“Yeah, but we took care of them,” injected Spyro, as DK punched his palm to make clear exactly how they’d been dealt with, and the kid twirled a new assult rifle that showed what had happened to the troublemakers afterwards.

“Yes. Like that. But to preempt you offering us a place there, it would simply not be proper to abandon her royal highness’s castle after she left it in our charge. Despite the dangers,” Toadsworth insisted, dutiful if rather nervous about the prospect.

“I understand that completely. And we won’t force you to move I promise. We’re mainly here for a recruitment drive, to see who would be interested in joining up to help us in the fight to take back this world,“ Zelda assured him.

“I see. Well there are a few other people who are freed from Galeem’s power who have taken up residence here. And a few whose eyes still glow. But I fear that if you convince them to leave, that would leave us even more unprotected.” Toadworth worried.

“I’d never dream of leaving you defenseless. In fact, seeing as I believe Bowser Jr has been using this palace for more of his teleportation paintings, this will likely be an important part of our fight against Galeem! Which means more of us would be stationed in this location to keep it safe. Right team?” Zelda said, glancing back at her squad for confirmation.

Dr Mario nodded from behind a clipboard he was using to note down all the promises Zelda was making on behalf of the smashers, while Wii Fit Trainer added “If that’s something you’d consent to of course. We wouldn’t want to impose.”

“Oh no, of course not. Only if you’d allow it.” Zelda quickly agreed.

“Hmmm. That does sound good,” Toadsworth glanced over at the castle defense squad, who all nodded with agreement after a few moments, “I can point you to our other guests, though I can’t guarantee they’ll all be interested.”

“That's great. We’ll take whoever we can get. So, who’s here?”




After they got a rundown of who was available, the team agreed to split up and check in with them.

Zelda first checked for Luigi in the library, but instead of finding the plumber she found the place ghost free and instead infested only with a group of Rabbids, who’d gotten in through an open window, and were in the process of making a mess of the place. The bunnies were shooed out of the room in quick order, a librarian toad rescued from under a pile of books and by them Zelda were directed down to the kitchen.

There she found the plumber chatting with Princess Daisy of all people. The princess was sporting one of peach’s dresses instead of her own own classic orange one. The one she had been wearing when everything went down was currently being washed and repaired, she explained, as it had suffered dreadfully on her journey to the castle. She had awoken in the dark forests to the west of the castle, and acquired an escort of goblin rangers to help her get there. Said goblins were in the middle scarfing down anything and everything the chef toad could make them, as was a very large rabbid. Daisy and the goblins’ leader, who introduced herself as Warchief Hollythorn, spent some time regaling the squad and Luigi with their adventures traveling through the woods over their own meals until Zelda brought up the prospect of joining the smashers.

“Explain this to me again, because what you’re saying doesn't make a lick of sense,” Hollythorn asked after Zelda tried to explain the state of the world to them.

“Yeah. The sun’s bad and mind controlling people? The world’s all messed up? That doesn’t make any sense at all?!” Daisy reiterated in a far more energetic manner.

“I. Well. Oh dear,” Zelda said, really noticing the red eyes of the new arrivals properly, and understanding personally what it meant.

Luigi, free as he was, did get it, but the less adventurous of the Mario Bros’ lived up to his cowardly reputation “I, well, I’da love to help but I’ve gotta stay. You know. Keep the kingdom and Daisy safe while my bro’s out adventuring.”

“Aw. You're sweet but I there’s a reason I’ve only got kidnapped once when it keeps happening to Peachy dear,” Daisy injected before flexing a tomboyish arm. Both Bowser and Peach might have had words for her regarding that, namely that Daisy’s kidnapper had proved to be considerably less persistent than the Koopa King, but Luigi wasn’t inclined to disagree with her bravado.

“Oh. Uhhh. Still. Covering the home front is’a kinda my thing” Luigi insisted, continuing to attempt to avoid the call to adventure “I’m sure my bro’d be up to help. If you can’a find him. He headed south I think, though Im’a not sure where he’s ended up”

Hollythorn gave the plumber a dirty look for his blatant cowardice, but still wasn’t really interested either “Look. We’ll think about it, okay, but we’re not going to risk our butts for whatever your weird cause is for nothing. Gotta think of my people here,” she gestured a thumb to her goblins. “And after what we’ve just had to slog through to get here safely, I’m not so sure I’m up for whatever this is.”

“Yeah. Give us girls some time for a little R and R before bombarding us with weird quest junk geeze,” Daisy agreed.

“Ok. I can see I’m not getting anywhere right now” Zelda said disappointedly, “just promise me you’ll consider it once you're recovered.”

“Sure”

“Ok!”

Zelda sighed mentally. She hoped the others were having better luck.




The good doctor found Henry in the Master of Master’s laboratory, and by the way he guiltily slammed the book he’d been reading shut upon Dr Mario’s entry into the room he had almost certainly not been invited inside.

“Ah. Greetings. Are you looking for the Master of Masters? Well I’m afraid he isn’t here,” Henry hurried over to Dr Mario and rudely shoved him out of the room again before the good doctor could see where Henry had trapped the master’s little assistant.

“You’ll have to come back later. Goodbye!” he insisted before slamming the door shut. And then bolting it.




“Thanks. I think I needed this” Minako Arisato told the Wii Fit Trainer between bouts of giggling as she pett the toy poodle sitting in her lap, who was trying its best to lick her face off. “But I’ve fought impossible odds before and it…well, it didn't turn out well.” The young woman said, before staring off into the distance, a pained expression returning to her face that the puppy had previously managed to chase away.

The Trainer looked at this with concern as the puppy pawed and whined at the traumatized girl before she gently put a hand on Minako‘s shoulder and asked, “Would you like a hug?”

After an embrace, a flow of tears and more kind words the Trainer left to rejoin her team without any new recruits, but she felt the interaction had been well worth her time regardless.




“I’m not a fighter. Well, I am a trainer, but I’m not the kind of guy who goes around saving the world. I’m more of a helper. A giver of advice,” Steven Stone, President of the Devon Corporation explained as he and Dr Mario (with emotional support from Nintendog) tended to an injured growlithe who’d limped into the castle, its pelt scorched by energy blasts. “And a supplier. Some of the people who freed this place I supplied with pokeballs for example. Haven't seen any of them apart from that young trainer Bowser Junior since mind, though he certainly took full advantage of my services. You said this palace would be a base of operations of theirs?”

“Yes. There’s a few other trainers there as well I think? There's definitely plenty of pokemon, and a few of them, like Pikachu, are on the mercenaries roster,” Zelda explained “I’m sure they’d appreciate any aid you could give.”

“On their own?” He got a nod from Zelda. “How strange. Well now you’ve certainly piqued my interest, your highness. If you give me a little more time, I’ll accompany you when you return. Just need to make sure this little guy’s back on his feet before we go,” Stone said, gently petting the clear eyed growlithe sympathetically.

“That’s okay. We’ve got one last stop on our tour.” Zelda told him.

“Where would that be?” he asked out of curiosity.

“The treasury.”

“Ah. Well I wish you good luck. I think you will need it. It was bad enough before that lanky gentleman arrived, but I believe the arguments over the treasure will be reaching a boiling point sooner rather than later.” Steven told them, before the sound of a small explosion drew all eyes to the door leading down to the dungeon, and the royal treasury.




The team rushed down the stairs into the basement of the castle. If they’d had time to think about it, they might have been confused by the sudden change of architectural styling. The fairytale princess look of the castle vanished and was replaced by a rather dark, dank and grimly medieval affair. Had the world not been turned topsy turvy, someone paying attention might have thought it a sinister secret, a veiled hypocrisy hidden under the peachy exterior. But the world was a mess, and those running through it had little time to contemplate it as they chased the sound of explosions.

Pinnacles of fitness and good health that they were, the Trainer and Dr Mario made excellent time, both barging into the treasury only a couple of moments after the first shot was fired. Inside where mountains of tresure that represented vast wealth in most places and basically nothing in a few like the kingdom’s neighboring bean bean kingdom. Four people had certainly decided it was worth fighting over.

The massive Roadhog was in the middle of brawling with the much shorter but equally fat Wario, the pair of heavyweights wrestling in a sea of gold coins near the back of the chamber and trying to beat the snot out of each other.

“It’s mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! My treasure!” Wario was yelling while punching Roadhog in the gut. The titan of a man didn't waste breath on words as he tried to gore the yellow clad criminal with his hook, his shotgun having been lost in the piles of gold in the opening moments of the brawl.

While their heavyweight allies battled up close, the other two members of the battle were keeping at range, standing at opposite walls of the treasury. The short, skinny and manic Junkrat was pelting his fore with his ball like grenades while ducking and weaving to avoid those very same bombs coming right back at him as Waluigi of all people batted the bomb balls with a racket with the skills of a tennis ace.

“Stop that you lanky twat!” Junkrat was yelling as he narrowly avoided being blown up by another of his own bombs

“You stop it, I could keep doing this all day weh-heh-heeeee” Waluigi laughed, twirling his racket and his mustache at the same time.

“Wow, hey’a now let’s stop’a this fighting!” Dr Mario called out for peace, to little avail.

“Get lost Mario, Waluigi's got this!”

“Yeah piss off doc! Parry this lanky!” Junkright called out while grabbing one of his disk shaped mines and hurling it towards the alarmed waluigi, who leaped to one side. The bomb never reached him however, as instead the Nintendog leapt into the air and caught the explosive disk like a frisbee.

“Ah! Puppy! No no no! Stop! That’s not a toy!” Junkrat cried out, as the small dog dropped to the ground and tried to drag the bomb back to him to be thrown again. The sight of the most adorable puppy dog in the world with a massive bomb in its mouth stopped all of the fighting in its tracks, because while the brawlers were a bunch of crooks and cheaters it took a real monster to keep fighting when a puppy was at risk of exploding.

“No. No. drop it. Drop it. Good dog” the smoking-haired bomber said as he managed to retrieve his bomb from the Nintendog. “Now, where were-”

“No. no no no no!” Zelda said as she stormed up to junkrat “Put that thing down! No more fighting! We are talking this out! By the goddesses the world’s been turned upside down by a malevolent god and your fighting over treasure like children!”

“Wow hey now lady,” Junkrat said, backing up as Zelda jabbed him in the chest with a finger.

“And you, what are you even doing here!” she exclaimed, pointing an accusatory finger at Waluigi “Shouldn’t you be back at the base, waiting in case you get called up?”

“Nobody tells Waluigi what to do! You don’t put up a bit of paper telling me where my main man Wario is and expect me to not help a brother out dealing with some stinky weirdos tryn'a take his treasure wah!”

“It’s not his, it’s ours! We finally had a deal till worked out you showed up and broke it you gangly freak!” Junkrat accused the taller Waluigi .

“He’d never break a deal I made!” Wario retorted.

“It’s not even your treasure. It belongs to princess peach!” Zelda interjected, she and her team placing themselves between the two parties as the two duos of fat and thin got back together on either side of the room.

“So?” all four replied .

“You were going to rob her! Shame on you!” Zelda chided. When no shame was forthcoming from the crooks she switched tact “What were you even going to do with the treasure! The worlds a dangerous mess! It’s not like you have anywhere to stash it or spend it or even transport it.”

“Ehhhh...” “Ahhh...” “Uhhh...” three of them dithered while looking over the massive piles of gold while Roadhog muttered to his partner, “Told you this was a bad idea.”

“Hey. Shut it. Even a handful of this stuff would make us rich!” Junkrat insisted.

“Not’a really,” Dr Mario said “coins are’a pretty common in the mushroom kingdom. Exchange’a rates pretty bad for them.”

“What?!” Junkrat cried out, appalled by the fact that the Wario bros were nodding along to this and generally looking very discouraged as a result.

Before thinking it over as Roadhog stared him down and then saying “Well… even if that’s the case there's still the bars. Jewels? The emerald!… that you stole!” he said, jabbing an accusatory finger over at Waluigi

“Wah?! No, you stole it. Cheaters!” Waluwigi retorted, pointing a finger back at them.

Things started heating up again but before Zelda could find out what this emerald was there was a bark from the nintendog. The toy poodle had lost interest after the exploding frisbee incident had resolved and had been sniffing around the piles of treasure. Then, while the arguments had been ongoing, it started digging, tossing coins aside until it came face to face with a rabbid who had been buried within. The white haired creature raised a finger to its lips, trying to tell the dog to shush, but instead it yipped excitedly, drawing the attention of the crooks and heroes to the rabbid and, more importantly, to the green glowing energy overflowing Emerald it was holding.

There was a moment of silence as comprehension dawned on who exactly had stolen the treasure that had started the four’s argument.

“Get him!” all four crooks cried out, rushing the screaming rabbid, only to comically get in each other's way and fall in a heap, over which the rabbid ran screaming obnoxiously. The impact of the four men with the gold pile and the cries of the bunny spooked half a dozen other rabbids from the piles of treasure as well, all of which ran for it out of the treasury with the humans, and one dog, hot on their tails.

The mad scramble blasted out of the dungeons and into the main hall of the castle where the mad chase looped over itself into a chaotic mess, but in the end the rabbid’s evident refusal to leg it out the open castle doors meant that the Wii Fit Trainer eventually cornered the emerald stealer, lifting it up by the scruff of its neck and pulling the cause of the kerfuffle in the treasury from its paws.

“I have to say,” Stven Stone said as he walked over to them, the recovered growlithe padding happily along beside him, “I’ll be happy to see the back of these nuances once we leave. It feels like more and more of them have been showing up over the day.”

“Yeah! Dozens and dozens of them! They just forced their way in and refused to go back outside. They’re making a mess of everything,” one of the Toads told them, as a small group of them got to cleaning up the mess caused by the rabbid riot.

There was a bit of murmuring in agreement about that before the conversation began to turn back to the treasure. Before it could get anywhere however Roadhog spoke up and asked “If those things are all in here, then what’s keeping the robots in check?”

There was a pause, and then all eyes turned to the wide open castle gate. It was at that very moment that the first wave of robots, having either killed or driven off the last of the rabbids, arrived to besiege the castle, heralded by the rapid stomping of metal feet.

An advanced force of splicers and scouts rushed in through the open gates and assailed the humans inside. Pills, bombs, fists, magic, rackets, vengeful growlithe fire and more took apart the advanced force with relative ease, but it was only the beginning. The main force of Nulltrooper, Enforces, Soldiers, Medics, Heavies and Demos arrived shortly after and while it did not represent the worst of what the robots could offer, but the vast number of them swarming the castle still posed a major threat to the heroes.

The battle, far longer and more chaotic than any of the short skirmishes that had occurred between Megadragonbowser’s fall and the smashers’ arrival, drew in everyone. DK, Spyro and the kid came first to fulfill their duty as the castle's defenders, but even their reinforcements did not end the strife. Soon Henry appeared and began shelling the robotic horde with spells. Luigi fought alongside the at once strange and familiar partner of Dr Mario. Daisy joined in with Waluigi’s demonstration of how you could weaponize sporting equipment. Hollythorn and her goblins added much needed volume of fire, raining arrow and crossbow fire upon their foes. Even Minako pulled herself from her stupor long enough to bring her persona to bear against the malevolent machines, Junpei by her side.

The onslaught came on and on, and the defenders rapidly learned that the so-called castle was anything but. Barricades had to be erected by furniture dragged out of the castles rooms and tossed into the wide open entry hall. Attempts to raise the gates were quickly foiled as soldiers blasted the chains apart.

But the heros persevered. They fought hard and, as heroes do, in the end they triumphed. When it was all over fading spirits of countless machines littered the castle. So to did scorch marks and bullet holes. The danger of the world had come to the castle, and it no longer seemed like the sanctuary it once did.

“Are you hurt?” Zelda asked Hollythorn, offering the smaller woman her hand to raise from where she was sitting behind a ruined table. The goblin took it, wincing as she stood.

“Took one of those purple constructs’ shots. I’ll be ok.” She glanced over her troops, doing a quick headcount before sorrow found her eyes. “Can’t say the same for my women.”

“I’m sorry.” Zelda said, laying a hand on her shoulder.

“It happens. We’ll bury the dead and...” she paused and Zelda could see the woman was mentally bumping against the blocks put in place by Galeem. How could you bury a body when nothing but a quickly fading spirit remained? Zelda touched her hand to her heart and drew out a pink glowing copy of it.

“If you want to understand, take this. Let it free your mind and heal your spirit.”

The goblin looked at the magic suspiciously but then nodded. She grasped the princess hand in hers and understood the truth. Soon, they all did. The world was broken, and they couldn’t just sit here in this bubble and wait for it to all be over, and so the team had their recruits.




There was more to it, of course. Spirits needed to be swept up. Hollythorn collected her people’s dead and bound them as a striker squad, much like Jr did with his minions. Those who were still under control and also had escaped the battle unharmed were quietly split up and initiated into the ranks of the free. The rabbids infesting the castle were hunted down and freed as well. Work began to prepare for the next assault from the robot menace.

But ultimately, the mission had been a success so soon enough a Moogle popped up in Vandham’s room to give him a report the team had written together.

“Me an’ my big mouth.” he sighed as he read about the attack before setting the report heading over to greet the new recruits and take command of their newly acquired supplies.

Mission result:

Mercs acquired: Henry (Fire Emblem Awakening), Roadhog and Junkrat (overwatch), Kid (I Wanna Be the Guy), Luigi, Princess Daisy, Toad(s), Toadsworth, Donkey Kong and Wario (Mario) Warchief Hollythorn and a Goblin Ranger Unit (The last Regiment), Minako Arisato (Persona 3), Junpei, (Persona 3), Spyro (Spyro), Steven Stone (Pokemon)

Resources acquired:

New base: Peaches Castle,
Royal treasury supplies: lots of gold and treasure, one chaos emerald (green), one Super Crown
Spirits from mann vs machine bots and null sector robots (crushed):
Three quick-fixes, an assortment of default Scout, Soldier, Medic, Heavy and Demo guns, ammo and melee weapons from tf2, 3 plasma pistols (wrist mounted) + battery packs, 1 energy tower shields, 1 Viking Riotshield and matching smg + 9mm Soft Point ammo, 200 credits and a bunch of scrap metal


wordcount: 309 (+1)
Bowser Jr: Level 6 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (108/60)
Kamek: Level 6 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (43/70)
Location: Edge of the Blue – Limsa Lominscuttle Town


”You went and spoke to her without us!” Jr whined upon hearing about Peach's meeting with the captain.

”Now, now young master, the princess was simply being efficient I’m sure,” Kamek told the boy. He was more than used to being left behind when it came to matters like this and as no important decisions had been made without them there was little reason to raise a fuss

”Why don’t you show the princess your new minion?” he suggested, attempting to derail the boy’s burgeoning tantrum.

”oh oh oh. Here.” the boy scooped up his new pig-like minion in both hands and raised it up lion king style for the princess to see ”This is Tyrant! He’s a behemoth and he’s gonna get real big and summon meteorites when he’s grown!”

The piglet wiggled a little in his grip, but seemed to accept being shown off without much complaint thanks to it's tummy still being presently full of pokepuff.

With Jr’s anger suitably smothered, the conversation could turn to what they were going to do with the information Peach had acquired. There were, at the moment, two routs that could be seen. Finding the The Maw and facing The Abyssal Fleet. Neither sounded like particularly pretty options to the mage, but the Cadet didn’t seem to even consider the Maw now that there was a more straightforwardly heroic option available. Kamek, frankly, did not blame him in the slightest now that they had additional confirmation of it's nightmarish nature.

”Airships. Duh. Boats might be old news here, but nothing beats an airship; they are the coolest thing ever!” was Jr’s response to the Cadets’s question about how they were going to get about the ocean without access to a naval vessel

”The Airship Deck does seem to be our best option at the moment when it comes to finding transport. The Sky's Hatchery might be worth an investigation as well, in case it is some kind of giant ride-able bird supplier,” Kamek said, probably accidentally taking the name of a bar, inn or tavern literally with his last suggestion.

”Sounds lame. Airship! Airship! Airship!” Jr chanted (with Mimi and Tyrant copying his tempo if not his words with kyus and oinks) in response to the bid suggestion, his mind clearly set on what they where gonna do

”Yes yes. Airships are certainly more our troop’s forte than overgrown birds. His majesty commanded quite the fleet of them back home and the young master was quite the accomplished pilot of such vessels,” Kamek agreed ”so if we can acquire one you'll be in safe... in well practiced claws, that I can assure you”





wordcount: 427 (+1)
Midna: level 2 EXP: //////////////////// (4/20)
Location: Sandswept Sky (desert) - Vah Naboris


Urbosa fell and, almost as soon as she did, Thunderblight’s Tyranny came to an end in spectacular fashion at the hands of the Phantom Thieves, who struck it down in a dazzling dance in a fractured space.

”You kids really are something else,” She commented, after shielding herself from the blighted bloodrain that had erupted from the Ganon fragment’s death. She could have said more, snarked about how over the top the whole finale had been, but they’d just ended a part of Gannon. That deserved, if not admiration, then at least the courtesy of putting aside her barbs for a while.

Tora was the one to diffuse the tension after the battle was over, releasing a loud sigh and the princess silently agreed with his assertion that the encounter they’d just had had been surprisingly sudden spike in danger. It did not gel with Midna’s experience with dungeons in the slightest. Then again, said dungeons never turned out to be perfect transport vehicles to cross the desert as Poppi and Tora together pointed out it was. The only flaw was that Minda had just dusted the person who would most likely have known how to use it.

”She was working with something that reeked of Ganondorf’s power, we wouldn’t have been able to trust her” Midna insisted incorrectly as she dismissed her wolfos, the beast hopping into a portal in the floor obediently without reviving any acknowledgment or praise for it's job well done at taking down Urbosa.

”Besides, I’m sure I can figure it out” she insisted, even though the task was a daunting one. Primrose's reminder of spirit mechanics and suggestion that they use spirits of the fallen defenders to help them take control provided a convenient shortcut for the task of deciphering the controls of the massive magical construct.

She drifted over to the dancer and plucked the spirit of Urbosa from her hand, ”Seeing as I’ll have the best basis for what we’ll be learning from this one, I’ll take the plunge” she said, before indicating to the remaining spirit of Thunderblight ”Also, If you know what’s good for you, you’ll break that one rather than let it anywhere close to your heart or mind” she indicated to Thunderblight ”and pray to whatever goddesses you hold dear that its corrupt master hasn’t risen yet in this world. This fight is nothing when compared to facing Gannondorf himself would be like”

With her warning given, the princess drifted back and raised the sprite of Urbosa towards her forehead. She paused right before contact, taking another breath to psych herself up completely for her first comprise of the self, and then completing the move, pressing the spirit through the fused shadow and into her forehead to absorb its knowledge.


wordcount: 838 (+2)
Midna: level 2 EXP: //////////////////// (1/20)
Location: Sandswept Sky (desert): Vah Naboris


”Mistake!” Midna declared with a snap of her magical fingers. The power in her the dark energy field lashed out, striking Urbosa and marking her for death. Her mount landed forth at Urbosa, but the technique, hand crafted to kill corrupted Twili, proved imperfect against an opponent wielding a shield and acting defensively. The metal barrier confounded her overeager Wolfos and bought the warrior enough time to recover from the impact and shove it off of her.

The beast hit the stone flood on its back, before quickly rolling over and finding its feet below its mistress, who remounted her bestial minion as soon as she was able. The strike hadn’t been the knockout one Midna’d hoped it would be, but her strategy hadn’t been for nought. Bearing the brunt of the Wolfos’ unintended bodyslam and then forcing it back had overtaxed Urbosa’s muscles, leaving her shield arm limp and the woman herself vulnerable. To Midna’s satisfaction she saw that her ploy had also given some of her allies the time they needed to recover from the fallen hero’s lightning strike. Joker and Tora had picked themselves up off the ground (the mechanical Poppi was worryingly still down for the count) as warrior and wolf hand tousled and were now ready to re-engage Urbosa with a new strategy.

The masked teen summoned forth a phantom of a winged being with the most absurdly tall hat. It had many other extravagant features as well but Midna didn’t have time to take in all the gentleman’s outrageous aesthetics as it acted within an instant of being summoned. With a snap of his fingers (a popular type of flare today it seemed) a dark cloud smothered Urbosa, leaving her dazed and vulnerable. Midna didn’t need prompting to know now was time to strike, rushing forward and acting in tandem with the others. Her wolfos sprung to the right, the beast delighted to be fighting like it was in a pack and adding a howl to Tora’s battle cry as they bull and horned their foe.

The trio swarmed her, harrying her with a torrent of strikes. As Tora bashed her shin and Joker stabbed and shot Midna’s wolfos darted in to try and savage one of the giant woman’s calves while the princess herself drove a double sized magic fist at her gut. Even fighting dirty and ganging up on the massive muscled woman the team had their work cut out trying to bring down the warrioress, who dwarfed them all comfortably in terms of training, muscle and sheer size, and so the best they managed was piling on weaker blows, slowly but surely weakening her with strike after strike.

Their roguish attempt to bring death by a thousand cuts was bolstered when the rest of the team arrived, having boarded the camel after bringing it to a halt though means unknown to Midna. Primrose’s intervention, consisting of an eye catching dance, empowered Queen Sectonia’s magic, allowing her both to push back the darkness of Ganon for a moment and to summon eight of her ant like minions to aid them against Urbosa. The creatures that had been used as coolers now showed off their true ability, blasting their foe with icy shots. There were only three problems with this.

First, the shots were being thrown into a melee with her allies in it. That problem ended quickly without any friendly fire incidents with the introduction of the second, which was that Urbosa became enraged with a warrior’s pride when assailed by so many foes at once and found fresh strength, driving them back with a very familiar spin attack and mercilessly cleaving into the ant minions with her scimitar. The third was no-one was handling Thunderblight for a mere seconds, and that was apparently all the blighted beast needed to cause them all major grief.

”Goddesses, it's quick!” Midna cursed as Thunderblight darted from ally to ally, slashing at them with its magical blade whenever it got close. When it came for Midna she and her mount were already on the move. The wolfos dashed and leaped away from Thunderblight’s blade swings as the princess ducked her head and clung close to its fur. They ran through the chamber until the tyrant’s spawn suddenly switched targets on a whim and went after another one of the team.

The distance Midna had covered to avoid Blight’s harassment meant that when Urbosa unleashed another shockwave of lightning strikes she was just barely clear of the blast, tingles of static rolling across her mount’s fur as they leapt back into the fray. As they landed Skull, having shrugged off the lightning, brought out his own summon. This one was some kind of sailor Midna guessed, based on the fact that it proceeded to deck Urbosa with an entire ship. Smelling blood, Midna spurred her mount to keep up the momentum of their return, the Wolfos sprinting hard across the sandstone colored floor and then leaping at Urbosa, viciously lunging for the off balance warrioress’ throat.

wordcount: 641 (+1)
Midna: level 2 EXP: //////////////////// (1/20)
Location: Sandswept Sky (desert): Vah Naboris



Midna’s ploy worked, at least for a moment, halting the Ganon thing’s lightning fast assault on Sectonia right as it was about to strike her from an unexpected angle. When Thunderblight struggled Midna held fast, her hands gripping her mount’s fur and her thighs it's waist as the wolfos’ own claws scraped against the stone in an effort to avoid being thrown off of the precarious stone platform they were fighting on.

Their success in holding on was rewarded by the monster getting clever, electricity springing from its weapon and then down into its arm, the energy striking at the giant orange hand being made by Minda’s fragment of the fused shadow. Had it been made of flesh she might have flinched away, but the magical limb felt no pain and as the pinnacle of the Interlopers’s magic it would not bend or break to this fragments of the arch enemy’s power. That did not, however, mean Midna was safe.

The lightning bit and fizzed around the fingers before rapidly arching up them and into the hand, the electricity conducting up the magical limb and directly towards the back of Midna’s head. Midna gasped and in the moment before it struck her released her grip on thunderblight’s arm and spurred her mount back. The wolfos leapt away from the two floating fighters, leaving Sectonia on her own as Midna mentally wrestled with the lightning coursing through her magic third arm. For a tense few heartbeats it looked like she was about to receive the jolt directly to the base of her spine before the electrical sparks coursing through the glowing limb suddenly turned black and orange and was quickly drawn back up to the palm of the arm where it condensed into a barely held ball of angry energy.

It was at this moment that things went massively south for the members of the team facing down Urbosa. Midna caught the beginning of their battle’s end out of the corner of her eye. Energy pulsed out around the desert warrioress, sweeping over the heroes in a seemingly harmless wave but putting them on the defensive nonetheless. No one could miss the actual ending of the bout as lightning struck out at those within the field, rocking the insides of the camel with a deafening roar and blinding light, forcing Minda to cover her eyes reflexively. Even with the blur it left her vision in, it was hard to miss the fallen forms of those caught in the blast and the looming threat of Urbosa looking close to them, ready to finish the job.

Midna gasped and then yelled ”Keep that Ganon thing busy,” at Sectonia before racing to stop the worst from happening.

With a rapid sprint and a daring leap, Midna and her wolfos landed among to the fallen heroes. Her mount growled at Urbosa and readied itself to pounce as Midna combined the electricity of thunderblight with her own magic, forming a Dark energy zone (which looked like a rapidly growing orange ring filled with shadow) around her. The field quickly covered the fallen heroes, bathing them in darkness and presenting a flickering field of power around them. The intention was clear. If Urbosa wanted to finish them, the wounded warrior would have to enter the field and suffer the consequences.

”Try me, and we’ll see how you like it you whore of Ganon” She dared the fallen hero even as she warily watched her opponent with her recovering vision. She just needed time, some of which was bought as the ground shook beneath them as Vah Naboris’s outer defenses where beached and the giant camel submitted to be boarded by the rest of the team.

”So what was it that you betrayed Hyrule for hmm? power? jealousy? revenge? Must have been something irresistible to turn traitor and side with that that monstrous perpetual loser right?” she asked/taunted with as much false bravado as she could muster while the camel shook beneath them and her mount kept her balance during the transition for her, the beast ready to lash out at a moments notice despite the titan's tumultuous transition.


wordcount: 1,435 (+3)
Bowser Jr: Level 6 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (104/60)
Kamek: Level 6 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (39/70)
Location: Edge of the Blue – Limsa Lominscuttle Town


Jr was, to put it simply, not having a good time with being shown up by basically everyone else who was taking part in the fishing minigame but he was too stubborn to give up on his ill suiting fishing equipment.

”Come one come on! Stay still and get spiked!” jr yelled angrily at the fish as he hauled the fishing spear out of the ocean for the half dozenth time, but they didn't seem inclined to listen.

Mimikyu, who had plopped herself on the ships railing to watch the proceedings, looked up at her increasingly angry and tired trainer with concern, before extending a long limb and patting him on the shoulder encouragingly.

”What!” Jr barked, flailing his free arm in her direction, before snapping out of his building tantrum when she scooted back in alarm ”huh? Oh... uuugh this is just so frustrating” Jr said, making an excuse rather than an apology as he tapped the but of the spear to the deck and leaned on it, ever so slightly out of breath from the unfamiliar form of exertion. Mimikyu seemed to accept this as the closest thing jr would give to an apology at the moment regardless. She shuffled back along the rail and then cocking her head to one side with curiosity when the boy’s expression suddenly turned to a grin as he looked at her.

A few moments later a much bigger disruption came to the fishers as a ball of lightning crashed into the ocean, zapping particularly large fish and stunning or scattering those around it. A moment later the fishing spear sailed down, hitting the now stationary target with ease

”Ahahaha! Gotcha!” Jr cheered as Minmikyu bounced to and fro excitedly beside him on the banister. A few moments later Jr had hauled his fish out of the ocean and raised it above his head triumphantly. ”Hey. Hey look Kamek! I got one! Isn’t it the best!” he called over to the mage and minder, who called back some, slightly inflated if still sincere, praise”Well done young master. A grand catch and an innovative solution for sure.”

The prince's haul would remain singular in number, as the last of the fish were caught or fled soon after. Not that Jr had much energy to keep going and so for the rest of the journey he retired to his car, laying back in the seat with his feet up on the side as he watched the sea and slowly fed Mimikyu bits of a pokepuff.

While Jr had been having his fishing misadventure, Kamek had been speaking with the grizzled Geralt, who it seemed decided now was as good a time to make proper introductions via the medium of asking personal questions. Namely: the reason why he followed the royal koopas so diligently.

”I have served” Kamek began, before deciding that obfuscating the reality of the situation was somewhat pointless ”I raised Lord Bowser since he was a baby, and I have helped him do the same for his son,”

There was still something left unsaid of course, but explicitly using the F word was not something he had ever done, and he wasn't about to start now.

”Also I would not take those spirits as the limit of the King’s armies. The Koopa Kingdom is large and has many subjects and soldiers. We just aren't quite sure where they are right now” he added in an attempt to defend the king's actual credentials as a leader separately from his own personal loyalty, ”Most of us aren't exactly the most physically dangerous creatures, so his majesty's immense raw power and confident demeanor garner a great deal of loyalty front he minions, one that he repays with a, shall we say, gruff compassion. The royal family are a center of strength that makes the kingdom greater than the sum of its parts.”

Kamek left it at that. Instead of going on about, he turned the direction of their conversation around towards Geralt instead ”You're not the usual type of hero are you? The rest of this group seem rather typical. Plucky. Upbeat. Used to victory. Naive. Your experiences must be rather different to theirs for you to have clashed as strongly with them over this Maw business as you did.




The spot of fishing turned out to be the only major event of their trip across the waves, leaving Jr bored and Kamek quietly relieved when they arrived at the two tiered ocean city and docked with its bizarrely empty port. The explanation as to why would come later with the arrival of the ship girls, but first there was the matters of payment for the ride and the question who had won the fishing contest. Both brought up by and then conveniently solved by the captain himself at the same time, when he suggested they hand some of their catch over to him in return for him bringing them across the waves.

”You’d certainly be a good impartial judge for our little contest, though If i might suggest, you could also take size into consideration as well” Kamek recommended, happy to completely offloaded the responsibility, and potential controversy caused by that choice, of choosing a winner onto their captain.

”Yeah! Mine’s definitely the biggest!” Jr said, without actually having examined the other two contestants' fish. It was certainly large, Mimikyu had chosen her target well when she'd zapped it, but that also meant the fish was a bit like a cooked meal that had been left alone to cool for several hours when Jr handed it over to be judged.

After that they learned a bit about the town, first from Brineybeard and then from a member of the “new navy” who were all apparently humans with ship names and bits attached to them.

”They’re ships, who are also girls?” Jr muttered his tone indicating that he was trying to decide if the idea was incredibly silly or very cool and that that decision was a very serious one. Regardless of what anyone thought of this unusual naval arrangement, the USS Northampton turned out to be a very useful source of information, dumping a comprehensive list of interesting locations onto Peach when she asked about the city.

”Did she say Airship Deck? We have got to go there” Jr said enthusiastically when hearing about the eponymous airship station. It was no secret that the troop in general, and Jr especially, loved their airships.

”Wait those aren't also girls are they?” he added, before imagining what a koopa troop airship-girl would look like with a serious expression on his face before his eyes lit up and he declared that ”I want one!”

”An airship would certainly be useful, and considering that regular boats are largely antiquated and thus likely in short supply. One of those might well be our best bet if we want to travel around the Blue” Kamek agreed, missing the context of Jr’s declaration, which consisted of him imagining himself leading an army of airship girls blowing up the mushroom kingdom.

”That said, we are somewhat lacking in funds at the moment, or I am at least, so hiring one for an extended duration might be tricky. I am sure if we put our minds to it we can think of some way to acquire one however ,” Kamek said ”either by helping out the city, though that might be tricky for those of you who are landlocked if they don't use boats at all or we could try a, ah, more direct ‘recruitment’ method I’ve been intending to test out the viability of,”

He didn't go into more details as Jr butted in impatiently with ”Alright alright. Less words more going to look at airships”

”Just one more moment young master” Kamek insisted before addressing the group one last time ”I’d also suggest that, if we split up, we regroup at the Bulkwark hall in, say, an hour? Then we can decide if we want to go straight to this Admiral... ” Kamek paused and then tried his own hand at the pronunciation of ”Mer-wild Blue-his-win? Merlwyb Bloefhiswyn! Yes. her. Go to her about this whole Maw business or if we’ve seen anything that might be a better method of breaching the depths while we are here.”

After delaying just a little longer to hear any replies he hurried up after Jr, who had grown inpatient enough to wander off, or rather drive, up towards Mealvaan's Gate, which stood between them and the rest of the city. Hopefully they had nothing then needed to declare.




The Koopa King

wordcount: 248 (+1)
Bowser: Level 7 EXP: /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// (36/80)
Location: The Dead Zone - Sundered Avenue


Bowser was joined in his narrow escape from the flood by Blazermate, who took up what was becoming her usual spot atop his back. The newly added tentacruel orbs gave additional spike free spots to stand, but the king had dissuade the shell dwelling squids from blindly harassing her with their tentacles.

”No. Stop. bad.” he told them, using his hands to shove the beaks of the squids back into his shell cavities, pulling the tendrils in with them ”Blazermate’s cool and I’m in-charge so quit it!”

With that resolved he thumped along the side of the cliff towards where the shockdozer had successfully landed after the flood blimp had been taken out by some kind of floaty bosomous specter. What had initially seemed like another instance of the chaos of the deadzone working in their favor instead turned out to be the arrival of an ally in the form of a dead woman who announced her presence and declared herself friendly to their cause while disarming herself in a show of trust. Bowser had no idea who she was, but was entirely nonplussed by her appearance or form

”SOME OF MY MINIONS ARE GHOSTS, SO IT’S COOL, he told her as he rejoined the party, right as the ground started to become unstable and denying them even a moment's rest, ”WELCOME TO THE ARMY GHOST LADY, NOW LET’S MOVE!”

With that, Bowser stomped onward, heading down the street towards the meat mountain that stood in their way.





wordcount: 451 (+1)
Midna: level 1 EXP: ////////// (10/10)
Location: Sandswept Sky (desert) - Divine Beast Vah Naboris


Unfortunately for Midna, she wasn't going to be given the time to poke around and try to figure out what made the giant magical camel tick, as the device’s defenders arrived to expel them, their arrival perfectly ironically timed with Tora’s optimistic comment about the lack of any defenses.

There were two of them. One was a giant of a woman, lightly dressed and armed with a scimitar and round shield who announced herself as Urbosa, champion of Hyrule. Behind her hovered a malevolent twisted reflection of the bold and heroic champion, a machine filled with corruption and sporting a mane of red hair that caused Midna to recoil away from both it and the machine she had been about to examine. She could feel the malice dripping off it, unending hatred and dark power melded together into a blighted corruption that could only have one source if it too came from her world.

”Ganondorf” Midna snarled the words with bared fangs. There was, it seemed, no escaping the ever returning monster. There was no time to question why a self declared champion of Hyrule was fighting alongside this evil as both it and Urbosa attacked as soon as the champion had finished introducing herself. The woman attacked Joker, Torra and Poppi, while the Ganon fragment assailed Sectonia, leaving Midna a choice of what to do that had only one real answer. The fragment of the demon king had to die.

”There's only one evil here!” she shouted in response to Urbosa's declaration, and then went after Thunderblight.

Summoning one of her twilight wolfos from a portal below her she doped down onto its back and spurred it after the arch corrupter, its paws speeding both her and it along the precarious walkways of the drum like room they were in. With a deft leap from her mount Midna landed behind Thunderblight, putting it between her and Sectonia. Power surged through her helm and into her hair, forming a massive glowing arm from her ponytail as she rapidly advanced on the blighted creature. The hand was about half the size of her head, and thus about half of the size of how big it could have gone, but she’d judged speed to be more important than raw power for battling the floating thunderblight.

Once close enough her mount turning to the side and quickly slid to a halt while at the same she lashed out with the hand aiming to grab the sword arm of thunderblight and hold it it in place so that the queen could strike it without fear of retaliation.

”End it quickly!” she called as both she and her wolfos braced for the struggle with thunderblight that was to come.
so my work hours have just gone back up to pre-covid levels without any kind of forewarning, so i won't be picking this up after all. Sorry bout that

wordcount: 661 (+1)
Midna: level 1 EXP: ////////// (9/10)
Location: Sandswept Sky (Divine Beast Vah Naboris)


”Never sets? Goddesses that would be unbearable” Midna bemoaned in response to Primrose's suggestion that the desert day could in theory last forever. She shook her head, and put the dreadful prospect to the back of her mind. The comment was it a joke? It has to be a joke. She’s teasing me, right? had forced Midna’s mind out of her rage enough that she could think more clearly about their situation.

”You don’t put a giant lightning summoning artifact on something that advanced and leave it to wander around in the middle of nowhere if it isn’t carrying something important,” she agreed with Primrose’s assessment of the construct. Why else put that much magic into something if it wasn't going to be useful. Unfortunately they weren't any closer to cracking how to get into it, which is when the large Bee woman who had been flying outside the van informed them that she had a plan. She also derided Midna’s hitch-hiking idea, casting doubt upon her ability to follow through on it, something that did not sit well with the Twilight Princess.

”Now that I know it's coming, I can take precautions,” Midna forced herself to open her eye the one visible one bloodshot and squinting as she drifted up to confront the doubting monarch, getting right up in her face and almost certainly too close to her for comfort, ”So you do whatever your thing is Queeny and I’ll do mine.” she said, before giving the queen’s crown a flick with her finger and then vanishing from sight into the shadows.




Midna rode out the Queen’s flight in suspenseful ignorance. Her pitch black hiding spot safely tucked away from the light of both the sun and any flashes that might destroy more exposed shadows (like the one she had been in in the van when she had been ejected), which made it rather difficult to see what was going on. So instead she had to rely on audio cues to know when it was safe to emerge. When her ride announced that they had arrived Minda appeared atop Sectonia’s head, the diminutive imp floating up above her and wearing the Queen’s comparatively massive crown atop her bonce.

”It was a bit of a snug fit, but I’m lucky you have such a big head,” she said as she plucked the crown, who’s closed off shadow she’d been hiding in, from her head. ”Not my style either” she added after she made a show of examining it for a moment, before imperfectly popping the crown back in place atop the queen’s head.

After getting petty payback for the queen’s perceived slight against her, Midna floated towards the center of the chamber and took in the spacious interior of the camel while lazily stretching her arms above her head with her fingers laced together. ”Right see what we’re working with here. Wait...” Minda paused mid stretch as her eye met with a glowing eye symbol carved upon a structure built on a raised platform in the center of the cylinder ”Wait a second. I recognize that symbol!” not only had she seen it in several artifacts from Hyrule and worn by people like Zelda and Impa, but a similar symbol was also quite literally emblazoned on the back of her helmet and was often used as part of Twli symbology and runework ”which means this thing was made in my world?!”

She was amazed that this was even possible. Even when time had been shattered she hadn’t seen anything like it, ”Maybe I can figure something out?” she said, mostly to herself, as she drifted down to examine the core more closely. Now that she wasn't blinded by awe or an assumption that the creation was wholly alien she was starting to see some similarities between this (Sheikah) technology and that of the Twili.

Whether she’d be able to do anything with that similarity or not would take time to discover.
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