Character Profiles: Pixie, the OG Candy Creation
"So, why are we doing this? I hardly know you." a voice asked.
"You wanted your video, right? Besides, I programmed you not to remember anything I say here." SPW said, looking into the camera.
"You what? ...fine." the voice said.
"SPW again! And this was one of my first Mario OCs! His name is Pixie. And yes... 'He'. You'll see why I'm clarifying."
The camera Panned to a chair, where a bob-omb was sitting. This was no ordinary bob-omb, mind you, far from it. This bob-omb was pink and white, with alternating stripes of those colors. Instead of boots, the bob-omb's shoes were cute red slippers, like a child's. Instead of a fuse, the bob-omb had a large solid drinking straw coming out of its head.
"Go on, introduce yourself." SPW could be heard off-screen.
"Oh, right! Hello! My name is Pixie. Like he said, I'm a guy! Thats okay to say, right?" the bob-omb, Pixie, explained.
"Yup. See, Pixie doesn't know he's an OC, and that I'm his author. He didn't always look like that. Pixie was once a normal bob-omb, with a very important job, but he was reprogrammed and put inside this girlier body. He doesn't know his real name, his old life, his age, anything." SPW explained.
"And I get picked on for this dumb body. I've gotten used to it, and it helps that I'm one of the agents of mask. They helped me go from zero to hero... Well... Past Zero anyway..." pixie explained, bummed out a bit.
"Pixie's name was once Rakobov, living in Fahr Outpost in paper Mario, thousand year door. He was one of the three with the codes to run the moon cannon, a top secret weapon with the stopping power to shoot artillery anywhere on the planet. Of course, that made it a threat, and Rakobov a target. The X-Nauts wanted the weapon, and needed the codes to run it. They caught the three bob-ombs, and planned to torture the info out of them. One, unable to wait for escape, simply off-ed himself by blowing up. They found out by the second one that they were too far trained to give up their info, and killed the second. But they got creative with Rakobov/Pixie."
Pixie looked confused, no doubt because SPW had made it so pixie would immediately forget this.
"He was a robot like any other. So they hooked him up to a computer, removing all his former data - his memories - and left the bob-omb. They got hold of the codes, which immediately fried the cannon and destroyed it. Frustrated with their failure, the X-Nauts beat the tar out of the bob-omb, then taking his conscience and uploading it into a new body. This one was made of candy, and quite eccentric and girly. It used to be worse, but I had recently given him a more subtle body. They threw the amnesiac bob-omb into the sea, and he eventually washed up to shore at fictopia."
SPW put out Pixie's blueprints. "Pixie can't explode. Instead, his gunpowder and fuse have been replaced with a magical engine that runs on candy. He eats food, which takes sustenance and converting the remains into a pink, syrupy substance. The magic stored in it has healing properties, and it tastes delicious. Pixie calls it "Pixie Brew", and uses it as sticky traps or healing potions. Uh... Don't tell the others pixie brew is basically Pixie's digestive fluids." SPW said.
Pixie looked annoyed. "Did you have to tell them that?"
"Sorta. But don't worry folks. Pixie may one day remember his old life. Then he can get some... Sweet... Revenge!" SPW cheered.
"Gimme that camera. No puns!" pixie ordered, shutting off the video.