Post by doctorfinitevus on Nov 8, 2008 15:57:27 GMT -5
(Chapter 1: The Beginning)
Whoosh! Mario ran up the side of the green wall, wearing his traditional yellow cape. Reaching the top, he grabbed the bottom to corners of his cape and jumped off the ledge. His cape caught an updraft from below, and Mario was shot into the air and into the clouds. He could be heard exclaiming “Woo!” from above, and soon landed back on the ground, beside his brother Luigi.
“And that’s-a how it’s done,” Mario said. He had shown Luigi how to fly using the cape. The green-wearing plumber fainted, his face planting into the ground. Mario grabbed a nearby stick and poked his brother in the back, and after about three, Luigi jumped up.
“Whoa!” the green plumber spat. The sky was a pinkish-red in colour; dawn was falling. Mario and his brother returned to the castle for a good night’s rest.
****
Meanwhile, in the Hyrule Temple, Link and Ganondorf were having a fierce swordfight. The King of Evil had yet again attempted to kidnap Princess Zelda, and Link was not going to let that happen.
“You won’t get away, Ganondorf!”
“Oh, but I already have, foolish boy!” Ganondorf said. His beige cape was slightly torn up, and his sword was starting to become a burden.
“I may lose if the pace of this match goes on,” Ganondorf thought to himself. “I have as much skill in hand-to-hand combat as I do with swords. Dropping this might just grant me victory!”
Ganondorf put his sword back in its sheath, resting on a black belt around his waist.
“Are you TRYING to lose?” Link charged Ganondorf, ready to make the final blow. The King of Evil readied his fist, and when Link was close enough, threw his fist forward, punching Link square in the stomach. From his punch he emitted purple dust, which vanished into the air. Link flew back into a wall, with part of it crumbling on him.
“And it looks like victory is mine,” Ganondorf chuckled, and vanished in a puff of smoke.
****
Vroom! Vroom! The F-Zero cars dashed across Port Town Aero-Dive, each one hoping to take home the gold. Captain Douglas J. Falcon was, as usual, in first place. Black Shadow was right beside him.
“Bwahaha! Give it up, Falcon! This race is MINE!!” Black Shadow roared, and slammed into the side of Captain Falcon’s vehicle. Falcon spun out of control but managed to take back control...without caps lock.
“Eat my dust,” Falcon calmly said, and pulled up in front of Black Shadow. Pushing the lever on his right-side forward, and hit the gas, giving him an incredible boost of speed.
“Wha!? No!” Within seconds, Captain Falcon was dozens of feet ahead of his opponent, and dashed across the finish line.
“And the winner is...” The announcer began. “Number seven! Captain Falcon!”
“YUSS!” The F-Zero pilot victoriously exclaimed.
****
Mario awoke to find himself in what appeared to be a jail cell... how did he end up there? Simple, and obvious: He was kidnapped in his sleep. For whatever reason, Luigi hadn’t done anything about it, but maybe that was because Luigi was a big chicken.
“Ooh...wha...where am I?”
“Hello, Mario,” a voice said over an intercom in the corner of a wall. “I want to play a game.”
Mario felt a chill run up his spine. A game? In a jail cell?
“Who are you?!” Mario demanded to know. His voice echoed throughout the room.
“All will be explained in good time,” the voice said. “But for now, focus on what may be the last few remaining moments of your life. If you check that drawer over there, you will find a key inside. And there are three locks on the door, only one of which will open the door and set you free. The others will cause you to suffer a terrible death! Which is the lock that will free you from your imprisonment?”
Opening the drawer inside his depressing blue cell, Mario approached the lock, key in hand. He grabbed the lock on the left-hand side and lined up the end of the key with the lock hole. No, that wasn’t it. He approached the middle one and did the same, but the middle one wasn’t it either. All that left was the right lock. This had to be it! When he arrived at the right lock, he aimed the edge of the key up with the lock hole... but, unfortunately, this wasn’t the lock which matched the key. In fact, NONE of them did.
“Alright,” Mario began. “This key doesn’t match any of-a the locks!”
“Are you sure about that?” The voice asked. Mario took it into consideration, and went back to the leftmost lock. He looked at it from the right-hand side, and the lock would fit perfectly inside. The key stuck-fast, but the door to Mario’s cell opened and he free at last. Walking out of his cell, he found himself in a large room, with no windows and only two doors.
“You passed the first test, Mario. But let’s see how lucky you are in the SECOND.”
From the end of the large room, a massive door could be seen opening, and only bloodshot eyes could be seen in the darkness. A figure stepped out, and it looked mean, nasty, and was definitely a killing machine. In fact, it looked like Bowser, only bigger and spikier.
“Meet Giga Bowser!!"
Whoosh! Mario ran up the side of the green wall, wearing his traditional yellow cape. Reaching the top, he grabbed the bottom to corners of his cape and jumped off the ledge. His cape caught an updraft from below, and Mario was shot into the air and into the clouds. He could be heard exclaiming “Woo!” from above, and soon landed back on the ground, beside his brother Luigi.
“And that’s-a how it’s done,” Mario said. He had shown Luigi how to fly using the cape. The green-wearing plumber fainted, his face planting into the ground. Mario grabbed a nearby stick and poked his brother in the back, and after about three, Luigi jumped up.
“Whoa!” the green plumber spat. The sky was a pinkish-red in colour; dawn was falling. Mario and his brother returned to the castle for a good night’s rest.
****
Meanwhile, in the Hyrule Temple, Link and Ganondorf were having a fierce swordfight. The King of Evil had yet again attempted to kidnap Princess Zelda, and Link was not going to let that happen.
“You won’t get away, Ganondorf!”
“Oh, but I already have, foolish boy!” Ganondorf said. His beige cape was slightly torn up, and his sword was starting to become a burden.
“I may lose if the pace of this match goes on,” Ganondorf thought to himself. “I have as much skill in hand-to-hand combat as I do with swords. Dropping this might just grant me victory!”
Ganondorf put his sword back in its sheath, resting on a black belt around his waist.
“Are you TRYING to lose?” Link charged Ganondorf, ready to make the final blow. The King of Evil readied his fist, and when Link was close enough, threw his fist forward, punching Link square in the stomach. From his punch he emitted purple dust, which vanished into the air. Link flew back into a wall, with part of it crumbling on him.
“And it looks like victory is mine,” Ganondorf chuckled, and vanished in a puff of smoke.
****
Vroom! Vroom! The F-Zero cars dashed across Port Town Aero-Dive, each one hoping to take home the gold. Captain Douglas J. Falcon was, as usual, in first place. Black Shadow was right beside him.
“Bwahaha! Give it up, Falcon! This race is MINE!!” Black Shadow roared, and slammed into the side of Captain Falcon’s vehicle. Falcon spun out of control but managed to take back control...without caps lock.
“Eat my dust,” Falcon calmly said, and pulled up in front of Black Shadow. Pushing the lever on his right-side forward, and hit the gas, giving him an incredible boost of speed.
“Wha!? No!” Within seconds, Captain Falcon was dozens of feet ahead of his opponent, and dashed across the finish line.
“And the winner is...” The announcer began. “Number seven! Captain Falcon!”
“YUSS!” The F-Zero pilot victoriously exclaimed.
****
Mario awoke to find himself in what appeared to be a jail cell... how did he end up there? Simple, and obvious: He was kidnapped in his sleep. For whatever reason, Luigi hadn’t done anything about it, but maybe that was because Luigi was a big chicken.
“Ooh...wha...where am I?”
“Hello, Mario,” a voice said over an intercom in the corner of a wall. “I want to play a game.”
Mario felt a chill run up his spine. A game? In a jail cell?
“Who are you?!” Mario demanded to know. His voice echoed throughout the room.
“All will be explained in good time,” the voice said. “But for now, focus on what may be the last few remaining moments of your life. If you check that drawer over there, you will find a key inside. And there are three locks on the door, only one of which will open the door and set you free. The others will cause you to suffer a terrible death! Which is the lock that will free you from your imprisonment?”
Opening the drawer inside his depressing blue cell, Mario approached the lock, key in hand. He grabbed the lock on the left-hand side and lined up the end of the key with the lock hole. No, that wasn’t it. He approached the middle one and did the same, but the middle one wasn’t it either. All that left was the right lock. This had to be it! When he arrived at the right lock, he aimed the edge of the key up with the lock hole... but, unfortunately, this wasn’t the lock which matched the key. In fact, NONE of them did.
“Alright,” Mario began. “This key doesn’t match any of-a the locks!”
“Are you sure about that?” The voice asked. Mario took it into consideration, and went back to the leftmost lock. He looked at it from the right-hand side, and the lock would fit perfectly inside. The key stuck-fast, but the door to Mario’s cell opened and he free at last. Walking out of his cell, he found himself in a large room, with no windows and only two doors.
“You passed the first test, Mario. But let’s see how lucky you are in the SECOND.”
From the end of the large room, a massive door could be seen opening, and only bloodshot eyes could be seen in the darkness. A figure stepped out, and it looked mean, nasty, and was definitely a killing machine. In fact, it looked like Bowser, only bigger and spikier.
“Meet Giga Bowser!!"