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YOU SEE THIS POST RIGHT HERE?? YEAH THAT EGG WILL LEAD YOU TO A SCREAMER
ITS THE INFAMOUS JTK SCREAMER
SPREAD THIS SHIT LIKE WILDFIRE
JTK = Jeff The Killer
The post originally did just have a Sonic picture as its hyperlink, but someone changed it to the Jeff The Killer screamer. Please keep in mind that if you hover over the egg and the hyperlink shows up as a direct to a picture of “anne.jpeg” or “anne.jpg” then do not click!
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Visiting the Grand Canyon...
"I want to go hiking."
【 -♫- 】
Ludwig was busy reading a book he’d picked up not too long ago, keeping his eyes peeled on the text within it rather than giving eye contact with his youngest sibling. Even after the littler one spoke, Ludwig made zero effort to make it seem like he’d care. He’d even went as far as to turning his head just a tad away from where the other koopa stood.
"There’s plenty of people in the kingdom…" He said, voice trailing off to make it appear as though he was too concentrated in reading to give a firm response."You’re bound to find someone who’d join you." One of his claws began to tap ever so slightly against the brim of the book. "Pity…." Ludwig said faintly before finally breaking sight with the book to face his brother; each action being slowly pursued.
”That someone isn’t me.”
The Koopa was on the move of exploration. However, even so, he was getting himself more and more into situations. One such is crashing into a palmtree, talk about embarrassing! Before long, he heard someone play the piano from nearby and followed the sound. The moment he arrived, he saw a hole on the door and decided to peep in to see who was inside.
【 -♫- 】
To be exact, the noise the other was hearing from above was not a piano, but an organ. From under, you could see the contraption. This was no ordinary instrument. Each tube was created out of different sized green pipes that were usually seen scattered across the land. The tune that played out of the organ was low and slow. There was no upbeat pace to this 'musical'. But from the sound of it, many keys were off. Some being replaced with other notes, to being pressed far to hard. But, to Ludwig's ears, it'd sounded like a masterpiece!
There was a lot of time to spare, having that his father was in no need of his assistance. So for the time being, he decided to visit his old lair that'd been hidden under the earth's surface. Here, Ludwig would putz around in making his own, original music, to rephrasing other old classics. Right now, he had been putting together a tune of his own. Dramatic... that was what he'd been aiming for. The feel to this song was to keep one on edge, and so far to him, it was spot on.
Meet The Muse
(No reblogs! Make a new post please!)
|| The Basics ||
Name: Ludwig Von Koopa Nickname(s): --- Age: 16 -18 Species: Koopa
|| Personal ||
Religious Belief: N/A Sins: Lust / Greed / Gluttony / Sloth / Pride / Envy / Wrath Virtues: Chastity / Charity / Diligence / Humility / Kindness / Patience /Justice Primary Goals In Life: To create his own, uniquely themed orchestra where he’d play the role of the conductor, and or become a famous organist. Languages Known: English and German. Secrets: Ludwig would much rather be the one to become the next heir to the throne for when his father can no longer fill the role. Quirks: Because of his limited hearing ability, Ludwig tends to speak loudly. He’ll also scratch at the back of his neck when nervous; to pacing back and forth when over analyzing something, or deep in thought. Savvies: Playing video games (specifically; super koopa world), mind games, puzzles, and putting together strategies/tactics when in battle.
|| Physical ||
Height: roughly 5′7″ Weight: 150 lbs Scars/Birthmarks: --- Abilities/Powers: Fire breathing, Flutter jumping, and the use of sorcery. Restrictions: Ludwig still has much to learn about magic, which means there is only so many things he can do with it. Also, in order to use said magic, Ludwig must have his wand on him at all coasts. With flutter jumps, he can only do them for so long before falling back down to the ground, usually only being able to stay uplifted for a few seconds.
|| Favorites ||
Favourite Drink: Apple cider Favourite Pizza Topping: Sardines Favourite Color: Denim blue Favourite Music Genre: Classical and jazz Favourite Book Genre: Mystery, horror, and biographies. Favourite Movie Genre: Horror, documentaries, and biographies Favourite Season: Fall Favourite Butt Type: --- Favourite Swear Word: Ludwig isn’t one for swearing, he finds the use of cussing below him. Favourite Scent: Pine trees and the smell of a bomb fire. Favourite Quote: “Haw haw haw ha!!!”
|| Fun Stuff ||
Bottom or Top: --- Sings In The Shower: Periodically. Likes Bad Puns: Enjoys all the puns. Morality: Lawful / Neutral / Chaotic / Good / Gray / Evil Build: Slender / Scrawny / Bony / Fit / Athletic / Herculean / Babyfat / Pudgy / Obese / Other. Favourite Food: Autumn harvest burger w/ caramelized onion and apple "Boss" Theme Music : ♪ Their Opinion On The Mun: “ Country and rap?!! Oh boy...”
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Her question was met with silence which she found to be quite odd. Bowser always had to make a huge scene when he arrived, boasting about his accomplishments to the world or—to be quite frank—anyone who was willing to listen. There weren’t very many aside from his own minions, that’s for sure. Which lead her to the question, “What exactly is he up to?” Was he finally changing his ways? No, that couldn’t be the answer, not if he was trespassing into her kingdom once more to look for trouble. Did he simply not hear her? While this theory was more plausible, she still found it hard to believe. He would speak regardless of what she had to say on the matter so that theory was thrown out as well. Then, what could it be?
After rattling her brain a moment longer for the answer, it finally hit her like a ton of bricks. Maybe, just maybe, this wasn’t truly Bowser after all. The two rulers had known each other for years; they had spend countless hours together during her kidnappings. She knew him like the back of her glove. While it may not have been on an extremely personal level, she was well aware of his tendencies. And this, was not one of them.
The vehicle surely came from the Dark Lands, she had no doubts about that. There was a huge Bowser face plastered in every conceivable location, further propelling his own conceited nature onto others whether they liked it or not. Now that was his doing. There could only be one conclusion; it had to be one of his little minions. If right in her assumption, then perhaps she could make good use of this little situation. Bowser’s brute strength was something she couldn’t outright oppose, not by herself. To put it simply, she was no match for him. But a minion? Now that was something she had a lot more confidence about.
In order to properly evaluate the situation, she would need to play along for now. Peach didn’t move an inch from before. Her feet were planted into the ground until that funnel-like tube gradually moved to hover over top of her. She raised her arms until they were outspread at her sides when the tube was finally overhead. It looks as if she were skydiving in reverse when she was sucked into the tube. Naught but darkness shrouded her vision, rendering her temporarily blind until some form of light was able to enter her line of vision.
The princess was send swirling through the elaborate pipes going up, down, round and round until she was finally ejected into a long, see-through, pill-shaped container. Sparkles were emitted from her gown as she gracefully floated down to the bottom to land on her feet as if nothing has happened. After brushing off the invisible dust from her dress, she crossed her hands over her dress. She was facing the back of the machine. The rolling hills of the Mushroom Kingdom were now missing a huge strip of vegetation from which the vehicle has traveled, damage that would have to be tended to upon her return. A sigh was expelled from her lips as she shook her head at the scenery. Well, at least it wasn’t her castle this time around. That was a plus.
A gentle clicking could be heard as she spun around to see the other side of the container and what luck was had! Why, it allowed her to see right into the entirety of the control panel; all the buttons were even visible. But she was still unable to see who was behind the wheel. He was still seated and the only thing she could see was a bit of blue sticking out from each side. It mattered not, however. The time would come for her to meet her foe; she’d just have to be patient. Besides, she had already discovered something far more useful. As much as she wished to cheer for joy in making her ploy all the more easier, she would have to stamp down that excitement for later. Right now she was playing the role of a damsel. She had to be in distress before whoever was running the vehicle saw her!
Her sapphire eyes glassed over as tears began to form in them. They gathered in the corners of the princess’s eyes, one silently rolling down the side of her rosy cheek. Her hands were lifted slightly above her chest as if she were saying a prayer. Typical damsel, nailed it! Now it was time to seal the deal.
“Mario!” She called out in the most pitiable voice she could muster. It seemed as though her prayers had been answered for the person controlling the machine spun around to look at her. Peach surely wouldn’t have guessed it would be Ludwig by his lonesome. His brothers and sisters were nowhere to be seen. Perfect. She took his mocking with a full stride. Nothing he could do or say would break her confidence. When he finally turned back to operate the machinery, she leaned in to watch him so she could mimic it later on. This was just going over too smoothly. Oh, how she loved being underestimated.
【 -♫- 】
He'd continued to back the machine out of the kingdom, still not seeming to care much on what he ran over. There was only one main adjective. Capture the princess and bring her back to his father. She was already in his mitts, there was no way he was gonna let her get away. No, not on his watch. Spinning the vehicle around, Ludwig began to drive forward, heading in the direction from which he'd came from.
From behind, he was still shockingly able to hear the princess's pleads. Goodness, he thought for sure her cries would of been blocked out from the fact that she was prisoned within a jar like container. Her voice felt like pins and needles jabbing into his eardrums. Gosh, he felt like he was in this position far too many times. From the other times capturing peach, he grown to realize a few of her tactics. And to be honest, he was rather surprised how his own father, the one whove captured her the most, still has yet to realize half of these strategies. Usually, he'd found himself analyzing the other's behaviors when tagging along on missions. Almost as if he was a psychologist taking part in an experiment or research. All the crocodile tears hadn't phased him a bit. Ludwig was now mainly awaiting for the girl to hush her mouth, and drop the act.
Every once in a while, he would turn his head around, looking over his shoulder and back at Peach. He had to keep a close eye on her. If anything went wrong on this quest, then it would be only him to blame for. Which sorta made this whole aaron a lot more stress inducing than it had to be. It wasn't like when he was with his brothers and sister where all would get in trouble if something went wrong. Yes, Bowser would still be enraged, but the yelling goes by fairly quick, and the punishment isn't anything to break a sweat over. But when the blame is only on a single soul, it feels as though his father's rage blows far out of proportion. Face red, veins visible on his cranium. It wasn't a pretty sight. And discipline varied when Bowser was in this particular state. It could differ from being grounded to his room with no dinner, to being stuck with slop jobs meant specifically for the lower ranked minions.
Thinking about this made him only turn around more periodically. Every minute or so, he'd turn his head and check on her. It felt more like he was babysitting than anything. Keeping an eye on her to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid. Shouldn't be too difficult. Ludwig was used to having to watch his younger siblings when his father was busy doing whatever it is he does. The thing that sucked most though, was how far apart the two kingdoms were. Heading here, not a problem! If anything, he'd enjoyed every bit of the ride here! Admittingly, the sights were absolutely stunning! And finally being able to have hours spent alone with nothing but peace and quite felt like a blessing if anything. The air so moist and clean - he was used to the thick, smoggy climate that lingered within the castle, and around it. Taking a break and letting his lungs get refreshed, clear fresh air was just another thing to strive about when taking a trip away from home.
Ludwig began to tap one of his claws against the dashboard. At first there was nothing to it. Just simple taps. But it wasn't long before the koopa brought rhythm to the simple gesture. A moment later, he began to hum. His tone was soft, mtaching with the continuous tapping. Left to right he bobbed his head in a calm, slow manner. Once Ludwig moved his hand back up and onto the steering wheel though, the humming became quieter. For how long this ride was gonna be, he'd at least would try to make the most out of it.
One look back, he began to eye down the woman once more. Ludwig scanned her, paying close attention to her facial features. Without his tune, it would seem that everything would be quiet. A little too quiet. Suddenly he stopped, eyes now narrowing. He had a gut feeling, as if she was up to no good. But how? She was in a completely sealed off area. It would be impossible for her to escape unless the hatch from which she'd came in from was opened. This though, could only occur if and when he commanded the machine to do so. After cocking a brow, Ludwig turned his head back to it's regular position, paying attention to the road.
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”he came
he saw
he kong-quered”
indie donkey kong crossover/oc friendly home || ask || guidelines
Send me "What happened?!" to find out what state your muse found mine in.
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Bruised and beaten up
Passed out somewhere
Extremely happy about something
In the ER
Suddenly only 5 inches tall
Running away from someone or something
Bouncing off the walls hyperactive
Bought way too much stuff at a store
Completely lost
Very late to a meeting
Extremely frustrated with a pair of chopsticks
Showing up after disappearing for a week
With a stray or injured animal
Mun’s choice!
My muse suddenly forgets how to read. Tag me in a starter on how you'll teach them to remember.
How do you feel about Bowser Jr?
【 -♫- 】
" He's...er....bold. And pretty energetic. A little t o o, energetic. How I feel about him though? Eh, it all depends really. For the most part he's an annoyance. But once in a blue moon when he feels to be chummy, Junior is, okay...to be around."
【 -♫- 】
"I'm reading this book bout ᴀɴᴛɪ-ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛy, and it's impossible to put down!"
ooc: Opening another flock. Like before, anyone is welcomed to join. If you're gonna draw tho, please do be respectful and dont go over other's art.
