d3rp note - First fanfic! Please review, and all at that cwap. =P
Families across the Mushroom Kingdom had been waiting so long for the re-airing of the 'Shroom Show. It always topped the viewing charts, whenever it was on. Critics also loved the show. It was appropriate for families, but it also made everyone laugh. Everyone had grown up with the 'Shroom Show too, it had been on for over 50 years, in the early days of TV, over 50 series of it had been aired, and it still had millions of adoring fans. Families would take time out of their busy schedules just to watch this gameshow, even after Ludwig Von Koopa accidently died on the last series, due to a rather funny [ well, for the rest of the contestants ] incident with a Cheep Chomp, and the TV channel the gameshow was aired on got sued by Bowser, and the series got cancelled, so the host at the time, Starlow, just took the prize, quit her job, and now lives in her castle, much to the annoyance of the other contestants, who also sued the TV channel. Still, despite it being a little dangerous and costly for the channel [ mostly medical bills for all the fights that constantly happen between contestants ] it's simply amazing to watch, and it's every Mushroom Kingdom citizen's dream to get on that show. TVs across the Mushroom Kingdom flicked to the action at Mush TV, the channel the gameshow was on.
The title screen appeared – yellow backdrop, with the Show's name in red blocky text next to the Mario logo, a red and white Mushroom. The title screen had not changed in 50 years, and it was one of the most nostalgic things for older citizens of the Kingdom.
As the backdrop faded, the audience at the Mush TV studio were all cheering and screaming, so very excited. " Scrvee! " A small purple bat swooped over the excited audience, and landed on a chair at the front of the stage. The stage was tiny for the moment, and had a wooden floor, and two chairs for the hosts. " My vame… is Antasma, and I am vee bat king! I am vour host! " Antasma stated, he sounded like a combination of a French person and a guy with a cold, sending the audience into fits of laughter, as much as Antasma wanted them to take him seriously.
" Oh, Antasma, can you try to speak normally? " Came a weary voice from behind the red curtains. A tall, thin man stepped out from behind the curtains, where the contestants were waiting. He was wearing a suit with a green bow-tie, black work boots, and a green cap with an L on it. He had brown hair, messy, yet soft, with a handsome moustache. The audience cheered at the sight of Luigi, even though many were expecting to see Mario as the co-host! " Imma Luigi, number one! " Luigi yelled the phrase he was known for to the crowd, receiving cheers and applause, much to Antasma's dismay. The two were rivals, not as big as Mario and Antasma, but they didn't exactly get along, and both wanted to be the favourite host of the audience.
" Oh, vhat an attention veeker.. " Antasma muttered, irritated, only to receive a hard slap from Luigi, and the two got into a fight, TV screens across the Mushroom Kingdom quickly changing to an advert break.
After the advert break and fight between the hosts, Antasma and Luigi were back on stage, both wearing bandages. The green plumber had several tears in his overalls, and a bite mark on his arm, while Antasma had scratches on both wings. Neither looked very pleased to be working with the other.
" After vat, I vill now explain vee rules.. " Antasma started, then trailed off as he had forgotten his lines. He poked Luigi with one of his wings, and pointed to a cue card lying on a chair. Luigi passed him the cue card, sniggering under his breath, Antasma thought those were his lines. Antasma started reading what was on the cue card.
" I am an obese voron who vounds like a vetarded French person… " The whole audience laughed, as Antasma's eyes widened in shock as he realized what he had read, and Luigi was rolling around on the floor, getting stitches from laughing so hard. " Vhat the frick, Luigi?! " Antasma yelled at his co-host, scratching him hard across the face with the claws attached to his wings. " If vou think you're vo big and clever, vhy don't vou do ve rules?! "
" Ok, maybe I will! " Luigi countered, getting up off the floor, and rubbing his face, wincing at thought of another scratch on his handsome face. " On this show, we pit 20 crazed lunatics against each other in a series of crazy mini games, in the hope we don't have a repeat of the Ludwig incident last series or get sued by an obese turtle – " Luigi stopped just to let the audience laugh. " and that one of the contestants walks away with their very own castle, and a life changing million coins! To get to the grand prize, the contestants are split into 2 teams of 10 – and one contestant is eliminated from the losing team after each round of mini games, by being voted out by the others. The winning team are immune from the vote. Once we've whittled in down to 10 contestants, it's every moro – I mean, amazing individual for themselves! " Luigi stated, very proud and excited to even be on this show. Antasma rolled his eyes. His co-host was too big for his boots. But Mario was even worse than him.
" And vow, it is vime to veet our contestants! " Antasma yelled to the ecstatic audience, who all jumped out of their seats and screamed. Antasma pointed a wing to the red curtains behind the hosts, behind those curtains were the waiting contestants and the rest of the stage. " Are vou ready?! " Antasma yelled to the audience, receiving cheers and claps. He smirked to Luigi, and whispered to him – " Top vat, plumber. "
Luigi glared at Antasma, and began to yell to the audience. " I didn't quite hear you! Are you ready?! " He taunted, as the audience screamed in excitement. Luigi slowly pulled the curtains aside, revealing the contestants…
Too bad everyone has to wait for the next chapter to see who they all are.
d3rp note - Antasma's in his bat form - the little bat, not the form you face in the second to final boss in the Dream World. That fight is hard, but I've gotten past both him and Antasma X. Am I good, or what?