A/N: I do not own the works of There will be Brawl, which this one shot is based off of. There will be Brawl is owned and created by Matthew Mercer. It itself is based off of various properties owned by their respective creators and owners. This story is acting as a prolouge/one shot revolving around one question: "The Koopalings...where the f*ck are they?!" So, if this one shot receives satisfying reviews and attention, I may turn this into a full story. That said, read, review, and enjoy!
This Kingdom has always been a bizarre mess, a power play at works with decadence in action. Peace and tranquility were functioning, but always had interruptions. Corruption and avarice would wound up reeking it's ugly head on a certain basis. But that was the past. Before the Cannibal showed up. He had devoured the peaceful functions and nature of this once fair kingdom. Invoking mass panic and xenophobic rage, installing a damaged mindset in the Kingdom's residents and migrates alike. Transcending this Kingdom and its people into a wasteland of corruption and decadence, inhabited by survivors of a nightmare, along with the monsters it left behind. The heartbeat of a Kingdom once great, now has turned weak and diseased, only when we have disconnected ourselves from the reality, can we hear it. Citizens still strive to live and function within a dying kingdom, while those who prey on the innocence, seek to bring it to it's last breath. Turning it into a battlefield for a gang war.
As one passes the stores and establishments, paying Koopa Troopas not to rob them or harm their customers, as one passes the alley ways where migrates mug and assault the unfortunate, as I pass the rupee district and witness sleaze bags and perverts pick up King Deedee's girls, One wishes themself were to be blind, never to have seen what the Kingdom that once was defended with passion to become. One wishes that the Cannibal's devilish acts have never had tainted these streets, this kingdom, this home.
About two long grueling years ago, after the Cannibal struck, the monsters that plague this Kingdom have become something else. Something worse. They have become a force that practically runs this city, rivaled only by the Princess that truly runs it, and that others that compete against them. Such as King Deedee, aka the Penguin, who has perverted the streets. Or Ganondorf Dragmire, aka the Shadow Don, who as the name implies, operates from the shadows and deals in the city's underworld. But the one true monster that lurks in this city, is the one that Kingdom has known for a long time. Bowser Koopa, aka the Turtle, and his infamous clan. He is the one don of the city who is not afraid to show his face nor gets his hands dirty.
While one can agree that compared to his past reign, Bowser's crimes and actions have become less frequent and somewhat mellow. This is mostly due the king of the koopas becoming a buddhist, and having lost interest in Princess Peach. But that doesn't he is no longer a brutal fucker. While the King Koopa himself has become docile, his people and clan have remained just as brutal. In fact, one can say those who work for Bowser have lately become much crueler. Especially his heirs.
The Koopalings.
Ludwig, Wendy, Roy, Morton, Larry, Iggy, Lemmy, and Bowser Jr. Koopa.
This is their stories, within this new corrupted Mushroom Kingdom.