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« oh! what a surprise! the brainless turtle woke up. sleepy shroom worked far better than fawful imagined. idiot bowser. again eating food given from strangers. heh. »
“YOU BETTER BUG OFF YOU LITTLE WHIMP, I’VE BEEN CRAVING BEAN JAM FOR A WHILE”
Not even 10 minute and he’s already angry. All right.
“...urgh.”
“Why do I feel like I slept for months?!”
The Beanish doesn’t even look up at the king - he doesn’t need to. He knows what will happen, as he has always known everything, from the very beginning of the story. He knows what the king is thinking. He knows what the king will do. And as his steps stump closer and closer to the cell, his grin widens, and he does nothing to hide it. The hood isn’t enough to cover it, and he sure doesn’t lift the cape. He doesn’t need to cover the signs of his victory.
And Bowser speaks, and Fawful doesn’t even seem to care about what he has to say. He’s just a pawn in his perfect plan. Nothing important what so ever.
« … and th-the closer he gets… as F-Fawful commands… » And even less he seems to care to give him an answer, while he lifts his head, and looks at the king right in the eyes, without fear, because those words are meaningless when said by a meaningless being like Bowser is. « Wh-what a beautifully good boy… »
Just as expected. Great. That’s fine. Nothing to be angry about.
“WHO DID YOU CALL A GOOD BOY?!”
...that’s some bull. There’s plenty of things to be angry about. Furious, even. The grip grows tighter, and the guards, already understanding that the faint hope to keep their king behind before he could do something stupid vanishes . and between choosing to end up roasted along the prisoner and be rightfully scolded for absconding, they decide to follow the route in which death isn’t a certain ending, dashing outside before anything could get worse.
“You think you’re so good at this, huh? That you’re playing with me again?!” Gneek. The bars keep making noises, hardly keeping themselves together under the Koopa King’s rage “Well, too bad, pipsqueak - those days are OVER!”
STOCK.
One of the metal bars finally gives up, saying goodbye to this oh-so-cruel world as it breaks, and yet Bowser doesn’t seem ready to let it go anytime soon. He doesn’t even notice about what a mess he’s doing, nor how much the fire growing in his throath is starting to almost hurt, burning his tongue, desperate to finally leave his mouth and meet the Beanish’ face. He’s been way too kind with him. Words and roars won’t do nothing, nor will throwing him in the prisons!
Screw it. Screw it all to heck! He doesn’t deserve mercy! He doesn’t even deserve his fury! All he deserves are the flames that are finally released, powerful enough to fill most of the cell.
The controlling days are over? Well. So are Fawful’s.
@inthcfinal >:V
He’s literally about to take the situation in his hands - or rather his guards, just to throw them aside with little to no kindness, when the Beanish’ words reach them. Silence falls.
One seconds... two...
“Who the HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!” ...and then the king’s roar interrupts it, flames fueled by even more hatred slipping through his sharp teeth as he starts to growl, hardly taken back by the poor Koopas. He’s sincerely tempted to actually stay there, just to not give that satisfaction to Fawful. You want me to come by? Bah! You’re not worth even being looked at, you ugly little weirdo!
...but it doesn’t take much to realize that, in any case, hed give him another reason to tease. Wether he came closer or stood back, Fawful would’ve laughed at him, using his pride or his so-called fear to belittle him in front of his minions. So, well. Might as well actually move the Koopas aside - just as we said, with not exactly what we could call grace - and stomp right in front of the Beanish, hands closed in the bars so strongly he could feel them dent under his grip.
“Now listen to me - and listen CLOSELY, you pathetic little whimp!” the growls goes on, even more flames evading the king’s muzzle in the process “I’m not going to stay here and just let you do whatever you please! You want me to step in and deal with you right now? YOU HAVE SO MUCH HURRY TO BE SERVED FOR BREAKFAST ON A FREAKIN’ TOAST?!”
“...”
“YOU’LL BE THE ONE HOPING I WAS SIMPLY HIDING, YOU SORRY EXCUSE OF A BEAN JAM”
»»» y̴̶̗̙̯̥̗̫̙̗̼̗̻͎͔̝̥͞͡͞ͅou can hi̸̢͚̝͉̟d̞̖͓̼̩́͜͠e as much as you w̞̘̩͍̲̖̰̳͙͘a̸͖̪̪͓͙ͅn̴̙͖̰̻̜t͉̗̩̲̤, B͏̷̤̰̘̖͖̦̹̟͇̺͕͕̬͓̗͕͞ͅ-̧̛̰̤͎͇̮̪̻͖ͅB̴̶̠̳̲̼̦͍̹́͡Ơ̧̻̩͈̞̭̥̜̠̣͖̝͠Ẁ̧̧̥̬̣͙̳̯̘̣͘ș̱̹͇͢͡E̸͉̠̖̳̻̺̙̪͔͓̞R͏͏̡̫̝̯̘̖͕̬̜̣͍̗̜̘̤̰̹̞̝͝ Į͖̫̝̪͉̙̠̻͈͕͜͞ ̳̬͍̳̝̩͓̜͕͖̗̙̬̪̰̳̀Á̰̮̙̬̣̤͘͡M̵̹̖̬̗̕͞ ̨͓͔̯͚̘̺̬̞̠̤̻̳͉̤͟͡ͅH҉̡̢͔͕̻̫͚̣͎̪͜ͅ-̴͈͉͇̟̖̦̻͟͟͡H̷̴͙̮̪͉̝̟̲̕͜E̢̢̧̛͎̻͕̗̹͈̺̮̲͞r̛͇̺͙̯̺̞̫̻͙̗̼̘̫͔̱̕̕͝r̴̡̮̤̖̕͝ͅR̨̰͖̦̟̟̤͓̱͘̕͢ͅÉ̴̪͕̯̜̘̼̬̹̳̱̺̳̺͖
I̵̡͉̤̺̯̰͖̞̜̲̫͢
̨͍̣̩͍̤͜͡͞ H̡̡̜̲̣̳͉̮̞̣̹̥̠̯͢ͅͅẠ͉͕͖̝̹̤̜͎̠͈͇̺͍̯͕̬̼́̕V̵̶͚̯̜̥̩͎͢E̶͘͜҉͇̬͓̤̭̀
҉̴̳̤͖̭͕̤̘͇͓̩̻͉̞̺͖̭͈̀ F̴̡͔̬͍̣̪̲̟̳̣͓͈ͅ ̛͇̠̯͎̜̰͓̕͡Ù̲͈̖̜͇̼̯̥͚̲̺͍̟̪̻̟ ҉̵̡̰͕͙̳̦͖̥͚̞͖͟͠Ṛ̶̢͎͉̰̯͙͈̫͔̻̺̻̘̺̭͔͇͢͠ ̴̡̛͍̖̖͈͍̞̤̠̪̪̬̳͇͙͘͜Ỳ͇̭̹̗͔͉̰̪̹̩̭͢
G̵̢̻̫̯̲̯̪̲̲̟̠͔̗͇̙͍̮͆̅̀̾̿̿̚͠͠Y̨̨̛̻͉̠̲̣͍̟̯͙͕̱̼͇̤̲̺͈̘ͤ̉͌͂̃́̚͝ͅÃ̷̸̓̐ͥ͆ͫ͊̓ͮ̏̋ͮ̾͟͏̥͎͈̩̠̖̭̭̖̖̮̭͘ͅH̗̤̪̞̱͖̥̖̯̥̻ͯ̎̈́̈́̔͛̉̚͝ͅA̛͖̰̗͚̜͙̬̯̥͉̞̪̠̭̝ͬͣ̐ͯ̔ͪ̈̈́̅̄ͮͫ̎͗̕͞H̛̛̛̹̦͙̦̟͕̻̤̹͍̹̓͂ͤ̀̇ͦ̐̄́̚͡A̗̘̞̥͚͒͒̇͛͊͋̀ͤ͆ͦ͑̍̎ͭ̆̚͜͜H̡̧̓̄̉ͯ̿̑ͦ̔̾̋ͬ͊͂ͤ̆͏̢̝̫̠̬̺̯͔̰̙̮͎A̸̢̧̰̰̻̫̦̭̮͉̯̟̥̅͋̊͊̆̍̏ͨ́ͮ̈́̓ͣͥ̍̀H̢͈͔͖̝̜͈̹̳̜̭̝̖̣̽ͫ́ͨ̓̏ͥ̐ͦ͗͆͑̊ͨ͛̓͢͠͡ͅȀ̡̌͗̑͡͝͏̜̣͚͖̰̩̮̯H̷̰̣̙͙̞͉͕͖̫̬͉ͨ͂̔͊͋ͧ̒̓ͨ́A̼̞̠̟̖̗̦̫̩̯̘̬̺̍̏̔͊ͭ̀͟͢͡Ḩ͕̠̱̫͇͍̫͙͍̃͌̑̈̇ͮ́̅̎ͨͭ̉̕͟ͅȂ̓ͮ̀ͦ͒ͪͣͦ͝҉͓͇̲̲̻͙̤͉͓͇͓̱̯H̶̨̤͙̹̳̹̰̋͌̃̃̐ͫ̓͆͊͗̆̎̂ͥͧ̚Å̋͛̇͗̄̇̆̿ͥ҉̡̦̥͎͚͢ͅH̛͖͎̞̺̖̰̗̦̠̯̲͔͕̏͛ͬ͆ͧ̽͐ͬ̄͑̑͌̎̋ͤ̽̋̈́͜Á̧̡̤̣̣̦͇̲͙͉̬̘̭̣̅ͧ͛̊̓̏̍ͥ̈́H̨̭̥̱̝̲̦̹͔̜̰̭̭͇̙͍̝̺̀̋ͥ̂͊͆̓̽̾̒ͯ̊̓̍̊̊ͣA͌̓̾ͧ̓͟͠͏̦̖͎̩̬̞̯H͔̯̙̯̱̺̟̱̃̀̑̌̒̒̿̆̿͊́͜-̵̍̉́͑̑́͊̐ͣͣ̌͗͂̆҉̳̼̳̺-̛̬͈͕̮̱̬̜̫̰̳̲̲̙̟̜͎ͩ̇ͫ̒̋̂̉́̀͜͡!̇̄͋̈́̊̍̋͊ͤ͑̋ͨ̂̔̔͗̕͏̘̙͕̻͔̫̰̤!͖̥̤̞̘̥́̑ͧ̎̚͘͢͝ͅ!̸̵̻̘̫̻͐̎ͭ̃͝
“...I wasted too much time with the last plan.”
“What did I miss.”
Fool me once…? Shame on you. Fool my best friend? You’re DEAD MEAT.
BOLD ANY FEARS WHICH APPLY TO YOUR MUSE. ITALICIZE WHAT MAKES THEM UNCOMFORTABLE. REPOST, DON’T REBLOG.
the dark. fire. open water. deep water. dying alone. crowded spaces. confided spaces. change. failure. war. loss of control. powerlessness. prison. blood. drowning. suffocation. public speaking. natural animals. the supernatural. heights. death. dying. intimacy. rejection. abandonment. loss. the unknown. the future. not being good enough. scary stories. speaking to new people. poverty. loud noises. being touched. sex.
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“im sorry but im gonna have to put you both in SPACE JAIL for too many memes”
“yOU’LL HAVE TO CATCH ME FIRST”
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relationship status: in a Good(tm) relationship B) favourite colour: various shades of blue and green B) lipstick or chapstick: lipstick,, last song I listened to: The NEW Pokerap!!, by Starbomb. yeah last movie i watched: the Devil’s Carnival. is it even considerable a movie? idk top 3 fictional characters: Papyrus (Undertale), Mae (NiTW), Ales Mansay (Rayman). yeah sorry bowser youre not in a top 3 top 3 ships: heck, huh. let’s see if i can actually go with mario ships now - MarioxPeach, LuigixDaisy, BowserxPeach I M EAN NOTHING book(s) i’m reading: i SHOULD continue Fahrenheit 451, but,,, is Bone considerable a book?
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tagging: [poses dramatically] just do it bro
@rexrugiens
“When will you learn to just stop and let me choose what I want?” the princess asked, looking at the tyrant with no fear. At this rate, the princess knew already how Bowser acted, childish and always looking to do whatever he wanted.
...someone’s wasn’t quite happy of getting captured this time around, huh.
“Come on, princess...!” he started, a little surprised of seeing her actually talking back during one of the attacks. Usually, she did nothing but call for Mario, after all. ...needless to say, however, is that he cut the nervous part once he noticed his Koopa Troopas raising their eyebrows, expecting a little more than a simple ‘please come with us’, from their King.
“This is not something you can choose!” he roared, stepping closer. There we go, nailed it “You’re coming with me, whether you like it or not!”
bowserjrandthekoopalings:
Ludwig smiled, happy that his father decided to go with him. The koopaling headed toward his room, which was very organized. A shelf filled with books related to music and some other arts related topics. He enjoyed reading books aswell in his free time.
There was a grand piano at a side of the room, closer to his bed. Lots of partitures on it aswell as many papers on the trash can he had on a side. He seemed to have been busy the previous days, working on his new masterpiece.
Upon entering the room, Ludwig offered Bowser a seat closer to the piano and he then approached to sat on his chair next to the musical instrument. Soon, the koopa started playing a beautiful song. Kinda nostalgic or melancholic. “This isn’t mine. I just have been playing it a lot too…” he said while playing it.
After finishing it, he then started playing his own composition. It sounded as good as the previous melody. It was filled calm and relaxing. It reflected the kind of music Ludwig was aiming to create lately. Enjoyable to the ears of anyone who would listen.
Very organized to say the least. Compared to his sibilings’ rooms, Ludwig’s always put the others’ in second place when it comes to tidyness. The king sat calmly on the chair, hands closed one on another as he looked around for a moment, almost a little embarassed, even.
Scratch his previous thought. Ludwig’s room managed to be even more organized than his own.
He got himself comfortable, resting his head on one of his arms as he let the younger Koopa play his tunes. Once again - Bowser wasn’t one for calm melodies, or for music in general, even. He didn’t find it a waste of time, far from it, but never really found the appeal in it. But once the last key was pressed, he couldn’t say he didn’t enjoy that symphony. Ludwig was indeed the best musician of the Kingdom, and totally deserved a big applause as soon as he finished.
“That was beautiful, Ludwig! It’s as great as ever!”
[I’M SORRY I’M NOT VERY PRESENT THE OTHER BLOGS ARE AN ANGSTFEST RIGHT NOW AND IM FOCUSING 100% ON THEM,,]
[if you’re interested im very present on @infernalpursuit and @dreamysunrays right now!!!!]
theroyalkoopasandfriends:
“ A little bit of both, moreso on Roy being loud with his music vhile I was trying to sleep last night. “ he answered in a subtle sarcastic tone, escaping from his mouth. “ If it’s not Iggy, it’s Roy or some other member of our family being an annoyance. “
The king sighed loudly, moving a hand on his eyes for a second. Of course they had to go on like that...!
“I’ll have a little talk with them later.” Bowser commented after a few seconds, crossing his arms and talking in an authoritarian tone. They had to be focused and always ready to action, there’s no time to be sleepy sarcastic babies! “...as for you, you should probably at least take a nap, or drink something. I’ll keep the others busy with the training.”
bowserjrandthekoopalings:
“Oh! Marvelous, then!” Ludwig said, smiling. “Could you come to my room? I want to play a song for you… I have been working on it lately. It may sound a bit like Bach or Beethoven, but I got inspired by those people…” he explained.
The koopaling had a big passion for music and with time and practice, he has been able to create beautiful music. Despite everyone always enjoyed his music, it was a big honor for Ludwig to play for his father. It was a way to prove him how well he spent his time.
...well ain’t that just the cutest thing!
Bowser was sure he heard some notes echoing in the castle in the last few days - most of the time, accompanied by Ludwig’s screams every time one of his sibilings decided to annoy him -, so it would’ve been a pleasure for his father to be one of the first to listen to the final tune! ...even if, to be quite fair, he couldn’t really understand much about it.
“Sure thing. We can go right now!”
