#koopabrat

[turtle-tyrant]

@koopabrat

“You already went that way...” Dad cautiously fastened his claw against his son’s shoulder, as if to try and steer him. “You’re gonna get yourself killed...”

The television beeped constantly in warning, Junior’s party of four heroes blinked red, the green bars of each and every party member nearly depleted. It had been decades since the boy healed, even longer since he saved. Item stock was low, they didn’t bring a healer, and there was no immediate exit to the dungeon they explored.

Even through the King’s insistent backseat gaming, doom seemed to await them at every turn! That didn’t stop him from doing it though. “Try going left this time! And use a dang healing thing! I’m getting a headache watching your guys limp forward. It’s pathetic!” Pushing forward, one meaty digit forced his son’s characters to turn. Unfortunately, he was leading him into a fresh group of monsters. “If you get another Game Over I’m grounding you for a week...!”

[turtle-tyrant]

Has returned once again to push on dat fat.

“...”

Relax, Bowser. The boy just likes soft muscle.

His belly bubbled lightly as those mitts sunk in, a few snacks too many devouring his son’s chubby little fingers. Before letting the inevitable comment on his gut rise up, Dad dug his claws between Junior’s arms, spun him so that the boy’s back was to him, and settled him on his lap.

“You can bounce on my stomach later, Kiddo. Papa’s got a Kingdom to run right now!... How’s about you help me pick out some punishments for the slackers?”

[sternenteile]

Hey you, kid! I gotta sock ya in the face!

❝ wha — ❞  wait, which kid? where? with head tossing to each side does he find no one else other than the two of them here. to that, geno stares at him quizzically, one finger pointing generally to himself.

❝ i’m... not a kid? you’re not talking about me, are you? ❞ when was the last time he’d been called a child? hundreds of years, probably.

[dontnessw-me]

@koopabrat   ||   ☆

     “Y’sure yo’r dad will let you come along?”   oh, don’t mind him ; this concerned behavior is part of his nature, he cannot really help it. He speaks calmly not at all perplexed, his lips puckered as if in thought.   “I mean yo’ll be with me an’ the others, so I guess it should be fine, no? Hey, if he still says no, I’ll try an’ convince him, ‘kay?”   oh yes, because he can be very convincing, especially with adult dragon lizards or whatever they are!  “And if he still says no, yo’ll sneak out! I always do that! Trouble-free, I can assure you!”

[firebrandhero]

Ayee! Welcome back, we should finish our roleplay ya boy you. :)

And just look at who popped out of the wood work! Glad to see there’s still a bunch of familiar faces lurking about at every nook and cranny. I guess a bit of a jumpstart is jsut what the plumber asked for! So how about a small welcome back gift?

So! What would the Nintendo Wii be called in France?

The Nintendo Yes.

Ehhh? Ehhh eh? ;DD

[returntorule]

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[firebrandhero]

Great Escape!

☆ - What had clocked him over the head? Those were the plumber’s stirring thoughts as a grasp upon consciousness once again met his hand. Below him was the unforgiving chill of metal that hummed with engine like life, instantly stirring his suspicious as a weary gaze peeked open. Instantly had his blurry vision caught the lightning like cell bars that revealed the fact they were very well imprisoned. “!!” This caused Mario to jar upward by propping on his heads.

“Mama Mia.. What is-a going on? The heck had happened?” He pondered only to finally pick on the softer breathing within the cell. Snapping his gaze to the side revealed a scene that took the metaphorical cake. Not only that, it proved that there was a entirely different culprit at hand. There was no way in Skyworld that Bowser would ever lock his own up son with his archrival! The man’s good nature prompted him to rise and check on the younger.

“Pssst. Wakey Wakey.” Mario called while giving the Koopa prince a gentle pat and shake upon his shoulder. Naturally the snark reserved for the Bowser family was unable to be hidden, the tone of a taunt being pushed into his words. Who knows. Maybe this could motivate him up and into a condition to figure this out with him.