Greetings to everyone! As I've said, I wanted to try and get a new chapter out every month. But due to PC troubles, I was having a lot of trouble getting this one out. So, I'll try to get another one out by the end of the month. But here we go, chapter 9! Although, this one has more Waluigi because I brainstormed with some of Waluigi ideas, and didn't want all of them to take place over the course of several chapters. He has to get out there and fight ghosts!
In spite of science taking off in the recent few centuries, what with cars, technology, the sweet smell of a freshly mowed lawn, its counterpart, Magic, was still used by many different beings. Throughout the universe, men and women were practicing in the arts of the illogical. Some of their arts were dark and forbidden. Others were light and harmless. Some fought valiantly with their magic, using it as a weapon of peace, only striking down threats that came by. Others used magic as nothing more then a tool, enchanting items, creating potions for day to day life, traveling around the vast cosmos of time and space.
There were many different variants of magic, however. Many classical elements of magic, both light and dark, were refereed to as "Base magic." Base Magic could be used in nearly every form of magic.
Utilizing Chaos powers in such a form was very dangerous, and was primarily used as a weapon by those that used it, as there were nearly no practical effects to the magic and it was very unpredictable. If one was to use Chaos for any sort of proactive use, they would simply use the power of normal Chaos.
Another variant was Star Magic. Using Power Stars, this variant was extremely powerful. It was used by more creators then destroyers. It was seen as an inversion, as Power Stars cause more destruction in their base form, but with the use of magic, could be used to create.
And then there was Ixan Magics. These ancient forms of magic were used in forgotten times. They allowed users to control the very base elements that made up the world. Created by a being many call the First Chaos Wizard, he used these magics to attempt to take over the world. In a war, however, these magics were lost to the sands of time, with very few survivors.
An old man known as Silverheart sought out these magical abilities. Any of them. Whichever allowed him to become as strong as he could be. He needed to attain the most powerful spells in the known universe. His journey began since he was a young lad, and had been going on for fifty years. He traveled across burning sands and cold valleys to find the answers. Eventually, he made his trek to the top of Mt. Rugged, where he found a keeper of the ancient magics, Chaos, Star and Ixan.
He walked up the sandy pathways of the mountain, looking for what appeared to be a crevice. Once found, he pulled out a torch and lit it on fire with his finger. He then let it go, and allowed it to levitate next to him. He made his trek into the mountain, passing rock and crag as he roamed the caverns. Eventually, he reached the end of the cavern, finding nothing but what appeared to be the skeleton of a long dead koopa.
Silverheart clenched his fist in anger, gritting his teeth so harshly that he felt them crack. He let out a mighty roar that echoed across the cavern. His torch burned with the intensity of a thousand suns, scorching his clothes in the process, before going out like a candle in the wind. The wood fell to the ground, with him following shortly afterwards, landing only on his hands and knees. Quietly, his sobs echoed through the cavern, with tears dripping across the floor, as he felt his lifelong journey come to a close this day. Until he heard a voice.
"What troubles you, old traveler?"
Silverheart looked up to where the voice came from to find only the skeleton. There was no man or woman to make such a noise. Was he finally going mad after all of these years in his search?
"I sense a great pain in your heart." The voice continued, "Have you come to ease the pain? Or have you simply come to finally allow yourself to descend into madness after all of these years?"
Silverheart wiped the tears as he came to his knees. This voice was either his own demented psyche finally caving in, or the person he was seeking out.
"I have come to learn the ways of magic." He said, hoping the voice was indeed real, "Ixan, Chaos, Star, any of them. I must become the strongest magician in the world!"
The cavern was silent. No reply to Silverheart was made. His fist clenched as he finally assumed the voice in his head was his own. His teeth gritted once more in conjuncture. However, it was not. In front of his own eyes, the skeleton glew a dark blue. The light shown brighter and brighter, until the skeleton had recovered flesh and blood. Alive and well.
"You realize the only way I can help forces you to lie down your own soul for me, correct?" The dead koopa explained.
Silverheart nodded, "Yes. I know. All I want in return is the power to best the beast and reclaim my love..."
The koopa chuckled, "Ah, love is your goal. So be it."
The koopa's skeleton glew bright through its skin, engulfing the entire cavern in light. Silverheart was blinded by it. He could see nothing in this wizard's magical light. He felt its touch, however. It gripped his temples and jammed its thumb upon his forehead, inscribing an insignia on it. He could not see what it resembles, but he could feel it. The thumb outlined a star inside of a gemstone pattern. He felt the insignia carved into his very skull.
Silverheart stood on the peak of Mt. Rugged, his eyes filled with determination. His hands gripped upon a staff with a koopa skull on its tip. His heart grew heavy as he felt the toll of what he had given for this newfound power. He didn't care. So long as his goal was achieved, he would accept his damned fate. He waited in the spot he stood for days. Months. Years. Not moving an inch. Not for food, water, or sleep. Until his nemesis finally made its way to him.
The beast cast a shadow across the mountains, looming over Silverheart. He looked upon the beast that had not changed a day in its life. Its long wingspan spread out across the sky. Its talons sharpened, and covered in blood. The beak covered in the blackest of soot, as fire oozed out of it nostrils. But the most important thing lied in the creature's chest.
The best had a magnificent gemstone encrusted into its flesh., And inside this gemstone was a woman, in her twenties. She was a beautiful maiden who remained in a deep slumber. It had been decades since Silverheart saw her beautiful eyes open. And today, with his soul sold and his powers gained, he would see them again. He held his staff to his right and held his hand out, fingers extended. His nails glew, each one a different color. Red, green, blue, yellow and cyan.
"today I see my beloved once more!" He shouted as beams of energy flew out of his hand, striking the beast. Its screeches were music to his old ears. After the creature took his beloved all of those years ago, today he would reclaim her life, no longer being bound to such a beast. Storm clouds surrounded them both. Earth flew from the ground, striking the beast. after and lava rained down from the heavens. Thunder struck the beast, and wind was the only thing keeping it afloat. The gemstone was finally starting to give weigh. Until it finally burst open.
Once the crack of the gemstone sounded, everything stopped. Dead silence, as the entire world reverted back to normal. The beast was nothing more then a lifeless corpse, as the gemstone fell gently to the ground. Silverheart ran down the rocky path, making his way to his beloved, as the gemstone slowly crackled and flew away as dust in the wind.
He caught her in his arms. He looked on her with a smile, coupled with tears in his eyes. She looked so peaceful. He rubbed her hair out of her face, trying to look at her beautiful face. However, with this gesture, the piece of her hair he moved had faded to dust. It flew off in the wind. His eyes widened upon seeing his, as he felt the back of her head disintegrate to dust.
"No... no!" He shouted as his beloved faded to sand and dust. She flew away in the wind, until there was nothing left of her. His breath drew heavy as he fell to the ground, in shock. His screams of anguish could be heard throughout the land. His staff glew light blue as the skull on it flew into the air, before the koopa from the cavern materialized upon it.
"Tsk, tsk... Such a fool." The koopa said, "Oh, well. Your side of the bargain is done. Now we shall go down to the realms of the living and begin reaping their souls for our own.."
Silverheart remained silent as tears streamed down his face. His fists clenched in anger. His entire body trembled. He grabbed his staff and stood on his feet, aiming it at the long deceased koopa.
"YOU'RE REWARD?!" His words echoed across the mountain, "I WAS PROMISED MY BELOVED RECLAIMED! SHE IS NOW DEAD! YOU TRULY BELIEVE I BELONG TO YOU ANYMORE?!"
The koopa laughed at his words, "You sold me your soul in advance, my dear Silver hearted fool. You belong to me whether you got what you wanted or not."
"I would have gladly given my soul if it meant my beloved could live her life to its fullest. But..." Silverheart gripped his staff tighter, "She's dead now! Lost to the wind! I cannot allow myself to merely fall to your whim after failing her rescue! That is not what she would have wanted!"
"Hmph." The koopa scoffed, "Oh, boo-hoo-hoo, the love of your life is dead and she wouldn't have wanted your soul to be mine. Well, guess what? She probably wouldn't have wanted your soul to be sold even if she was alive afterwards.."
Silverheart knew his words to be true. She would have never wanted him to give his soul up if she had survived.
"But, if you're really so defiant, I suppose I'll just take what's mine from this mortal world!" The koopa said. Its eyes glew crimson red, as Silverheart felt a pain enter his chest. He gripped his heart in pain, falling to his knees in the process. His skin began to glow white, with his clothes being taken in by the light. It felt as if every nerve in his body was simultaneously being ripped out of his body, and being slashed to pieces. His breath grew short, to the point where he could not breath at all. The koopa laughed as it watched Silverheart die.
However, something happened that the koopa did not expect. The wind blew towards Silverheart and began to cover him in sand and dust. His screams were then coupled with another. A woman's screams. However, while his screams were in pain, hers were in rage. Silverheart's entire body was covered head to toe in dust, with only cracks of light escaping his coverings. The koopa's eyes widened at such an event. The earth rumbled and shook as the twin screams sounde. Until eventually, Silverheart exploded in a flash of light, which engulfed thekoopa as well.
When the light faded, all that was left was a silver gemstone in the shape of a heart.
Waluigi breathed heavily through his nose, waiting for his chance to jump at his golden opportunity. His back bending as much as it could with the poltergust glued to his back by the powers of plot convenience. After waiting what felt like hours, days, weeks, months, years... but was in actuality only about twelve seconds, the chance he was finally waiting for finally appeared.
Ding! Went the Elevator as it came to the bottom floor. The doors opened wide, showing off the light gray shag carpet along the ground, and the wooden wallpaper walls of the mobile box. Waluigi jumped immediately into the elevator, landing face first into the wall. He slowly got up and rubbed his large pink nose, panicking in his head at the idea that his one beautiful face was forever tarnished from such a cursed elevator that caused him to drop several stories underground. However, he quickly realized that his face was already accompanied by a pink nose, even before he face planted into a fire hydrant at Mardi Gras as a child.
He turned around to look at the buttons that would take him to all sorts of different floors in the underground laboratory. Trying to figure out which button took him to the surface, he carefully examined the panel. Common sense would dictate that it was the button that was marked "Surface Port-a-potty", but since Waluigi had a humongous despision of dictatorships by anyone, including common sense, he opted to push all of the buttons in the elevator, taking him individually to all of the floors in the base.
The elevator began to close it's doors and move upwards, taking Waluigi to the first floor, or in this case, the second bottom floor. A soothing rendition of World 1-1 started to play as the elevator moved. Eventually, it reached it's first destination and over top the doorway, there was a green message saying"Ghost containment room."
It opened it's doors to show Waluigi the floor. It seemed to be some sort of ghost station, holding many different ghosts that Tails and Luigi captured. All of them seemed to be inside of strange, green tubes. Waluigi only assumed that they were here because the mansion was too full of ghosts to haunt anywhere in there.
Waluigi stepped a single foot inside of the strange room. It felt like he was in some sort of Area 51, but instead of aliens, they dealt with ghosts. Some kind of Area 52... No, wait, Area 52 was what Area 51 actually was. After all, everyone knows that Area 51 is just a half baked Government conspiracy set up by the government to hide Area 52, where aliens actually were studied.
Waluigi made his way over to a strange tube with the words "Canni Bella" written on it. On a sticky note, granted, but it was there.
Quickly, a female ghost with blonde hair flew up through the tube, looking at Waluigi. The plumber jumped back in surprise.
"Hey, there, bit boy..." She said seductively, "Name's Bella. What do you say you let me out of this here test tube so I can bake 'you' a cake?"
Waluigi looked at her, studying her face, to her body. He placed his hand on his chin. A beautiful woman was offering him to come in and bake him cake. He rolled his eyes to the ceiling, mulling it over. On one hand, it seemed to be filled with ghosts, and she was most likely trying to steal his soul to give to her dark master so he could rot in hell for all of eternity. On the other hand, there was cake. This was a legitamently hard decision. He glanced down back at her, and studied her carefully. He mumbled to himself in a curious fashion, before acting.
He looked down below the tube where there were two knobs. One with the words "Let free" over it, and the other one having the words, "Don't let free" over it. The one saying "Don't Let free" was written in red. Reaching down , he turned the knob that said "Let free" This had the tube open up, allowing the ghost woman to fly out. She flew around the room, with a big smile on her face. Waluigi was able to see her slim and sexy figure. After a few seconds of her stretching out her ghostly limbs, she stood next to Waluigi, coming very close to his bug, purple nose.
"Thanks...I'll be sure to bake you the biggest, juiciest cake I can." She said to him, try to word herself correctly so that way he wouldn't catch on to her ploy, "But before that, what do you say you and I get to know each other a little bit better?"
A Dating ploy. He knew it. There was never such a thing as "Free cake." However, dating a ghost to get free cake? That was something he could probably do. Maybe. He had to make sure of something first.
"Hold on a second..." Wlauigi said, studying her figure. He began walking around the ghost woman, with her perching a smug look. She had him in the bag. He examined her from her toes to her head. When in front of her, he slowly went upwards from her knees. When he reached her chest, she held her arms behind her back and puffed out her chest, showing off her bust, with a smug smile. When he was finished, he placed his finger upon his deformed chin and tapped it.
"Well, big boy... whaddya say?"
Waluigi said nothing. However, according to Mark Twain and many other pretentious jerks thinking they're smarter then Waluigi, Actions were louder then words. He pulled out his flashlight, not moving his hand form his chin, and flashed her, showing her heart in her body. Immediately after that, Waluigi pulled out his poltergust with his foot and sucked up the ghost girl with minimal effort.
"Sorry, lady, but Waluigi only dates women who are alive. Maybe when Waluigi dies in six hundred years." Waluigi said to her, grossly overestimating his own lifespan. And with that, Waluigi was on his way, walking out the door and going up the elevator. With a very confused and slightly angry Bella in his Poltergust.
After walking through the doorway of the mansion, the two sidekicks remained close to one another. Luigi was the one who was leaning in closer to Tails, then the other way around, though. The fox noticed the plumber's jittery behavior. He was terrified. as it because of this King Boo's return? Or was it because the Plumber was now all the more aware of his surroundings? Tails will admit, he got used to the aesthetic of the haunted mansion, which did dull his terror. Although, it was pretty dulled to begin with, considering who was on his mind. He was still scared, but for different reasons. Actually, thinking of her was just making him more worried, due to her odd behavior from before...
"Hey, Luigi..." Tails said, slightly spooking the plumber, who let out a yelp, "... Sorry... Um... Did... did you happen to see... see Cosmo? Before you dragged me out of there?"
Luigi looked over to him, with his eyebrows slanted away from each other, showing a mixture of his normal fear, and slight unease towards the seedrian's situation, "N-no... I... didn't."
"Oh..." Tails said, somewhat dejected. Luigi looked down to the ground, sharing the fox's expression. Tails looked up to the plumber, noticing his sorrow, "I-it's okay, Luigi... I'm sure we'll find her..."
Luigi detected a hint of something in Tails' voice. Uncertainty? That could've been it. This place was huge. But then again, it wasn't that huge. They could probably find her somewhere in here. But that wasn't the kind of uncertainty Tails was feeling. His was more questioning how Cosmo was acting. Her mannerisms were so... Unlike her. Unlike the girl he fell in love with.
"Um... where was the last place you saw her?" Luigi asked, trying to help brighten Tails' mood.
"We were in the basement... With that weird jar thing..." Tails said, with the same amount of uncertainty in his voice as before, recollecting the events prior.
"Th-then.. let's go to the basement! I'm sure we'll f-f-find something down there..." Luigi gulped, thinking back to when he went down to the basement, coming face to face with his old adversary.
Tails could sense his fear. How afraid he was of this place. How freaked out he was to be here. Was King Boo really as terrifying as he heard? Or was it all building together to terrify the poor plumber? Tails thought for a second on this. Luigi was, despite being so afraid, continuing onward. All for Cosmo. All for Tails. For the both of them. Tails smiled at this thought. The thought of how selfless Luigi was acting. While he would have loved it if Sonic or Knuckles were here to help, he was still really thankful of Luigi's assistance.
"Hahahaha!" Cackled a disembodied voice, frightening the both of them, "As if you'll be able to get back down there with us guarding the way..."
Tails and Luigi screamed, the fox pulling out his flashlight and shining it across the furniture to further visibility of the room. Luigi held out his poltergust, ready to suck up anything in his path... or scream and flail it around, at least.
"Aw, look at you... so scared... so cowardly... yet you lay here, ready for us to strike you down." The voice continued, intending to frighten the two of them. It was working. Tails and Luigi remained close to one another as the voice continued.
"You think you're strong enough to take us down. Think you can just use that there flashlight and that vacuum to suck us up like we're dust in the wind." Tails and Luigi slowly moved around the room, not allowing them to be a still target for this new ghosts, "Well, guess what? You're not! Once you're right in out clutches, we'll just scoop you up, and-"
At this point, Luigi accidentally knocked over a table, with a small white ghost flying out of it quickly, screaming. The both of them screamed at it in response. It screamed back at them after that. The two sides screamed back and froth at each other, as if having a screaming conversation. however, one rotation between them, once handed to the two sidekicks, only Luigi screamed, a Tails got a good look at the small ghost.
It was white and round. Spherical. It was very basic in its features, sporting only two small, dotted eyes, and a toothy grin, with little stubs for arms. In its turn for screaming, Tails was able to deduce that it was the same voice that was taunting them not but a minute ago.
"What kind of a ghost are you?" Tails asked, genuinely curious.
The small ghost looked at the child, with a slightly terrified expression. The small creature inspected the two after Tails' question was asked. Its expression changed from terrified to a slightly thrilled look. Quickly, he cleared out his throat, assuming that he wasn't just making the noise for the sake of the noise. It didn't look like he had a throat.
"Behold, mortals! I am the mighty Boo... BOOCIFER!" His voice echoed throughout the mansion. Or at least the room.
Tails just looked at him in bewilderment. Not fear, or terror. Not even shock. Just... he looked at him like he was on 'Shrooms.
"Boocifer? Like, Lucifer the fallen angel?" Tails asked.
Boocifer looked at him in disgust, "Oh, always gotta go back to the dominant idea of him, don't'cha?"
"W-what?"
"I could have been derived form the Gnostic Lucifer. He's an Angel of Light, Messenger of God. Y'know the guy who's not Satan!" Boocifer told him.
Mid-religious rant, Luigi flashed Not-Lucifer with his flashlight, showing off his heart in the center of the ghost, causing him great pain. He screamed out loud as Luigi began trying to vacuum him up. Tails blinked in surprise at Luigi's sudden actions. Glancing at his face, he could see Luigi's eyes as wide as possible, with a large frown, showing off a mixture of fear and determination.
Quickly, the ghost flew around the entire room, trying to escape the plumber's grasp. Trying his hardest, he managed to fly through the roof of the living room. His escape caused Luigi to fall backwards onto his bum. The plumber grunted in pain as he fell. He rubbed his backside in pain, looking up to see Tails with a bewildered look on his face.
"Um... Luigi?" Tails said, offering a hand to the man. Luigi took it, allowing the fox to help him up.
"Sorry... Boo reflexes, I guess..."
"That was a Boo?"
"Yeah. Never heard of That Boocifer guy, though."
Tails looked at him questioningly. That was a Boo? It looked like a cartoon caricature of a ghost. Made Casper look frightening. Did they all look like that, or was it just Boocifer? Tails shook his head.
"Okay... not what I was expecting to see..."
Luigi scratched the back of his head, sheepishly grinning at the fox. His cheeks blushed with embarrassment. He felt kind of like a fool for feeling afraid of them in front of Tails.
"Hey... If we catch him.. do you think we could get him to tell us where Cosmo is?" Tails suggested.
Luigi blinked. That was actually a really smart idea. Or, rather, it was common sense, and it was hard to keep that thing under control when you were scared out of your wits. He nodded to the fox, looking over to the stairs leading up. The two made their way up the stairs, Tails more hastily then Luigi. At the top, there appeared to be two hallways, one going to the left and one going behind the stairway. In the hallway there were a few desks, and doors, one of them, obviously leaing to the room that the ghost flew into.
Waluigi continued his way up the elevator. The next floor was quickly reached and over head of the door, the green message said, "E. Gadd's play room." The doors opened up to see a room filled with ball pits, and tube slides. Waluigi's eyes lit up at the sight of this. His jaw dropped to the shag carpet of the elevator.
"Waluigi is in heaven..."
Quickly, he jumped out of the vertical moving box and dove headfirst into the ball pit. He began to swim around in it, as if he was a small child. Even though he was a twentysomething/thirtysomethign/middle-aged man. He did not care. It was a ball pit and tubes. No one could resits such a time.
Boocifer hyperventilated as he narrowly escaped the clutches of the Poltergust 4002. Which he found odd that ghosts could hyperventilate. But that was beside the point. All he was doing was telling them about the differences between religion's interpretations of the same entity, and they just up and start trying to suck him up. How rude! The next time he saw them, he would stab them with his red pitchfork of hell and shroud them in darkness for all of eternity! Or slice them with a sword made of light and do sick combos with his dove-like wings!
... Boocifer quickly realized that he need to get himself out of this existential crisis he was having.
Suddenly, the doorknob turned before the door attached to it went flying and Luigi stood there, Tails in front, holding his poltergust firmly in both of his hands, and Luigi behind him, holding both his own flashlight and Tails'. Boocifer jumped at their sudden appearance. The two of them slowly walked into the room.
"So, you followed me, the great Boocifer, to my lair, the-" Boocifer blinked as he glanced around his surroundings, not entirely sure where he currently was. It was a tall, cylindrical room, with the walls being nothing but large bookshelves, and a spiral staircase leading to the top of the room, with railing all around it. There were various things in the middle of the staircase on what appeared to be several different floors of the room. It also looked like a logical impossibility for this room to be in the mansion. They were already on the second floor, and while there was an attic, this thing went beyond that. There appeared to be a dark blue ceiling, with yellow stars painted across it.
"The... Room of... Studies of... Darkness!... And stuff!" Boocifer shouted.
Tails flipped the switch on the poltergust, sucking in any spectral matter that came in its vortex. The Boo tried hard to move out of its way, but Luigi shined both lights on him at the same time, causing him great pain, not allowing him to move. He screamed a bloodcurdling scream as he was pulled into the flow of the ghost catching machine. As much as he tried to escape, he could not. The Boo was trapped. He turned around, flying backwards, trying to figure out a way out of this predicament. An idea quickly entered his mind.
He immediately stopped fighting the current of the vacuum, and allowed himself to be pulled in. In fact, he flew towards the current of it, much to Tails' surprise. Unbeknownst to the fox, the Boo quickly shifted his non-existent weight right above the poltergust, striking to fox, hard, causing him to fall on his backside. Luigi screamed as the boo came close to him. He ran behind himself, hitting a wall. Hard. He fell to the ground, the entire room spinning to his sight.
Boocifer quickly flew to the door and closed the door behind him, intending to keep them in the room. Unfortunately for him, he not only lacked a key to lock the door from the outside, but also opposable thumbs, so he could only slam the door shut. He decided to hide in the hallway, intending to give them the slip again.
Luigi peeled himself off of the wall before coming to Tails' aid. The fox rubbed his backside, trying to get up[ off o the floor. Luigi made his way over to him, offering a hand to the young kit. Taking it, the two of them pulled Tails off of the floor, and onto his feet. Tails looked around to see if Boocifer was still in the room.
"He got away again?"
Luigi nodded, sheepishly.
"That's okay." Tails assured him, "We'll get him next ti-"
Tails could not finish his sentence as a strange caw was heard. Both of them looked to their left, the location where the strange sound came from. Standing on the base rail of the room's staircase was a small, black bird with a skull covering its head. A Koopa skull at that. The bird was no larger then a foot. But its pitch black feathers were enough of an indication that this bird was a fighter. It was cloaked in a smokey aura, as well, coupled with crimson red eyes, white pupils in their center. It held a platinum gemstone on its chest, shaped in the form of a heart.
The two of them shouted at the sight of the ghostly bird. The bird cawed, opening its wingspan. It took off, flying above and behind them. The two watched as the bird flew around the room, circling the staircase. Following this bird's actions, books from the bookshelves began flying out of their place. Luigi closed his eyes, preparing himself to be struck by many floating reading materials. But he wasn't. He cracked one eye open to find that none of the books were striking either him or Tails.
Tails was surprised too. However, with earlier ghosts proving themselves to be friendly until provoked, like Melvin, he decided to not over react to the situation. The bird flapped its wings in the air, preparing to land on what appeared to be nothing. Indeed, the strange crow-like creature simply landed upon empty space above the staircase. However, the bird moved, almost as if it was some sort of invisible moving platform.
Quickly, a figure began to make itself known to the two. Both of them readied their Vacuum cleaners, ready to fight against this ghost. Luigi's teeth clenched and his eyes were wide, but Tails tried to hide his fear form the new ghost. He tried to look determined, but small traces of fear escaped his expression.
The ghost slowly came into being. It was slender, from head to toe, with the first extremity being an arm, holding onto the railing of the stairway. Eyes lit up, sharing the same white pupils that all of the other ghosts they captured had. Surrounded by light blue sclera, the eyes themselves ere large and dazzling. The slender figure made itself even more apparent, showing a very curvy figure, and long hair began to flow from the head of the newcomer. The two sidekicks were able to tell 100 percent now that the ghost in form of them was female. While they expressed causion, the ghost spoke to them in a soft voice.
"Tails... Luigi... it's so good to finally meet you."
The two of them blinked. They knew her name? How as that possible?
"W-...who are you?" Tails asked, stuttering. The woman merely looked at them with a soft smile before answering.
"There are a lot of ways I could answer such a thing." She replied. She pulled out her hand and quickly, a staff materialized within her grasp. Tails and Luigi kept their distance.
"One answer would be a guardian to the wandering specters of this realm." She held out her staff high, while the books began to fly in a circle around them both.A book descended to her other hand, and opened up in her palm, "Another would be a prisoner who was freed, and is returning her debt even today."
A pop up came out of the book, of a large bird-like creature with a gemstone on its chest. Quickly, the pop up lit up, and a magical image of the very same bird came to life, and had many different attacks strike it down.
The page turned and the pop up of a man fighting a specter came up out of the book. It lit up and had the man come to life and rage out against the specter, before the specter attacked back. The man glew Bright white, before exploding into a thousand pieces across the room, making the entire place feel like they were in the heavens, surrounded by stars.
"I suppose you're looking for a name though." She chuckled, aloud, "You may call me Crystal."
Luigi looked at the miniature stars in awe, eyeing one that was located directly above his nose. Tails looked all around the room, taking it all in. The sight was beautiful. The only thing to take them out of their beauty induced trance was Crystal bringing someone up.
"I understand you're looking for Cosmo?"
Tails snapped out of it immediately, looking at her, wide eyed, "Y-yes! Yes I am!"
She slowly blinked, nodding at the same pace, before speaking out, "Follow me."
She turned around and began walking up the stairs, holding upon the railing with her hand, moving it up every couple of steps. Tails twisted his tails quickly and began to fly up into the air, following her. Luigi, still mesmerized by the star, tried grabbing it with his hand,s only to accidentally smack himself in the face, sending him backwards. He shook his head, looking around to see Crystal and Tails going up the steps. Luigi gasped aloud, getting up off of his feet. He shivered a little bit to himself, not sure if he should trust this woman.
She looked down to the plumber, seeing his uncertainty painted all over his face. She laughed aloud, "Come along, now, Luigi, I will not hurt you. Besides, even if I wanted to, you could take me down quickly"
Luigi blinked a couple of times. He was still unsure whether or not he should trust her, but at least being reminded of his poltergust. He made his way to the steps, walking up the spiral stairway. Quickly, the four of them, Tails, Luigi, Crystal, and her bird, made their way to the top of the room. At the top lied a small platform with what appeared to be a crystal ball. Tails assumed that was why her name was Crystal. Crystal Ball, and whatnot. However, there was a deeper reason for her name. But that did not matter to the fox right now.
"Will this Crystal Ball tell you where Cosmo is?" Tails asked, anxiously.
Crystal sat down in a chair next to the ball and place her hands on it, "No, it will not. But it can help you out."
Inside of the ball, a mist formed, with many different colors colliding inside of it, as if it were a very blurry picture. Crystal placed a single finger on the edge of the sphere and slowly pulled it across to the other side. As her finger moved across, a line of light followed, widening the further she got from her starting point. when she removed her finger, the sphere opened, and all of the colors flew out of the orb, with the mist pouring our and falling, covering the platform.
Every color within the sphere began to paint a magical picture within the room. Tails and Luigi remained mesmerized by this magical occurrence. It was breathtaking. The pictures it made changed, going from a lush field of flowers, to a large forest, filled with life. However, the images faded in color, with much of the life disappearing in an instant. Within seconds, it appeared that a house was built. A Mansion. By unseen forces. As the building was built and the color faded, the two could see that the mansion in the picture was the very same mansion that they were in.
"This mansion that we are in is called 'Vagantes Umbrae Domum.' The House of Wandering spirits."
Luigi gulped at this name, looking at Tails with a worried expression. The Fox shared the same expression with the plumber before looking back to the ghost.
"I and another made this house to allow restless spirits lie. Those who could not move on to the afterlife." She explained to them. She looked over to her bird, "I belong in this house as much as the ghosts you sucked up."
Tails blinked a couple of times. Luigi looked behind himself, eyeing his poltergust strapped to his back. All of the ghosts they captured were just restless spirits? Not fully malicious? Some of them made sense, like the little girl whose crying changed the weather, and the little nerd who owned a library. But others, like the bully kid and the sexy cannibals... Were they innocent and just simply could not rest?
"Over time, however, this palace became just as much of a prison as it did a home. Evil spirits found their way here. And we had to keep them here to allow the living world to... well, live."
"... So... that king Boo guy... he's a prisoner here?" Tails asked.
Crystal shook her head, allowing her long hair to wave, "No, but his accomplice is."
"Accomplice?"
"Yes..." She said, closing her eyes and tilting her head downwards, "He attacked the other one who built this house alongside me, and using the Boo King's magic, sealed a curse on him. Binding his powers, unable to truly help."
Both of them remained silent, looking at each other before Tails spoke, looking back, "Who is he?"
Crystal opened her eyes and looked at Tails, "I cannot say. This was part of the curse..."
Luigi looked to the side before looking back at the ghost woman. He had barely said anything this entire time. 'Even now, you're still a coward...' He thought to himself. He looked up at Crystal's eyes. White as snow, surrounded by sky blue. With a look of sadness perched upon her face. Helpless. A Feeling Luigi hated to see. He was terrified of ghosts, but she looked so.. so saddened.
"H-h-how..." Luigi muttered. Crystal looked over to the plumber, her expression changed. It wet form helpless to curious. With a smallest hint of a smile, form what Luigi would tell. Luigi gulped, swallowing his fear in an attempt to speak up with what he wanted to ask, "H-h-how... can we... break the c-curse?"
Tails looked at Luigi ask he asked his question. He could tell that Luigi was terrified to be in her presence. He gave him a pat on the back, and a reassuring look. This made the plumber jump slightly.
"You've been slowly breaking the curse, bit by bit." Crystal said, looking at Luigi. The plumber looked back at her, wide eyed, half in fear, half in curiosity.
"The one who placed the curse on this house tied it to all of the ghosts here." Crystal furthered. She placed a hand upon her breast, looking down and defeated in the process, "Including me."
Tails looked down to the ground, while darting his eyes at her with a sorrowful expression, and going back and forth, "I'm Sorry..."
Crystal's face went from a frown, to a soft smile, "It is not your fault, little one. It is those ghost's doing. King Boo and the one who cannot be named."
She placed a hand on his shoulder, "If you can capture each of the ghosts within this mansion, then the curse shall be broken."
Tails gave her a soft smile in return, but quickly went to a frown once more, "Won't we have to capture you?"
Crystal Nodded, "Yes... and I will go without a fight once you've captured the others..."
Tails gave her a smile for a split second, before going back to a frown. His mind began to wander back to where it was originally. It felt really awkward for him to ask, but he had to, "Um... C-can you help us... f-find..."
"Your beloved?" She finished. Tails nodded, looking right into her eyes. She smiled, "It is hard right now... it is very foggy, her location. But as more ghosts disappear, the clearer it becomes. Leave me as last, and you should have a location to make out."
Tails nodded, giving her a smile, "Thank you."
She smiled back at him, giving him a small kiss upon his forehead, "You are welcome. As are you." Quickly, she kissed Luigi on his forehead too, making the plumber blush.
The two of them began to climb down the stairs and on their way out of the door, until Crystal spoke, "Luigi."
The plumber looked back at her.
"Bravery is not the lack of fear. It is doing things in spite of fear." She told him. Luigi sheepishly nodded before continuing with Tails.
Waluigi spat out a small plastic ball, after spending what felt like an eternity in the play room designed for children, but as really meant for an old midget man. Normally, people would be curious as to why the old scientist had such a thing in his secret laboratory. But not Waluigi. He knew better then to question things that were good in this world. He simply accepted this fact and moved on with his life. And the elevator.
The mobile box went ding as the green light at the top spelt out the words "Televisionizer." Waluigi had no idea what it meant, but he decided not to question it. He would find out shortly. The doors opened up and Waluigi was greeted with a pitch black hallway, with the only source of light coming form a door to the left at the end of the corridor. Waluigi stepped his brown boot in the doorway and slowly made his way to the lighted doorway.
Once he got to the door, he peaked his head out form the side, looking into the room that the door led. He blinked a couple of times, before rubbing his eyes to make sure that they weren't playing some cruel, sick joke on him. Indeed they weren't. Everything he saw was right there in front of him. Real as the light of day, the dark of night or the twilight in between.
"Oh, Dr. Handsomeman! I'm so glad you've come to my rescue!"
"As much as I would have loved to be the one to have saved you, Ms. Beautygirl it was my neutral triplet brother who saved your life."
Waluigi entered a realm of a soap opera.
And Wlauigi knew this one in was the soap opera he had playing in his Bridal Boutique every Thursday. "Soaps of Our Days." He bought the entire box set up on SchmeBay, the Smuzzish version of eBay, intending it to be something that women could watch while he looked around for fantastic wedding dresses. He had no idea why it was called what it was, though, it had nothing to do with soap or days. He assumed it was some sort of show about a soap factory and the day to day workings in it. Women liked soap and cleanliness, right?
"Indeed, Ms. Beautygirl," Professor Neutralhandsomestman said, "It was I that found out of our evil triplet brother's plot to allow your death in surgery. While I initially wasn't intending to save you, due to my neutrality, something... inside of me need you to be alive for whatever reason."
"Oh, professor."
It was at this point that Waluigi realized that his initial stereotype about women loving cleanliness was actually more harmless then assuming they all liked this garbage. While Waluigi was by no means a Feminist, Social Justice Warrior, Tumblrized Social Justice Warrior, or a Super JaWa, he quickly realized that this terribly written opera of a soap had to be destroyed for the good of all mankind, womankind and Super JaWa kind. He had to stop this show form ever airing again. But how?
It then hit him like the dump truck that killed Melvin Wright. He was in a soap opera with terrible writing. Not a soap opera with good writing. He would have new powers as the plot demands. He cracked his neck a few times before walking into the room with the three characters. the three characters blinked a couple of times, looking at the new ugly approachee. Actually, what they were probably noticing was the fact that Waluigi was in full color, but they were all in Black and White, because stylized.
"Who are you?"Ms. Beautygirl asked.
"And what colors are you? You're not black, white and various shades of gray!"
"Hi, My name is Waluigi Scapelli," Waluigi said, trying to quote something famous, but failing miserably, "You are in a terrible, terrible soap opera. Prepare to Wah."
"Prepare to what?" Mr. Evilhandsomerman said, who was apparently tied up in a corner for no adequately explained reason.
Waluigi then ripped off his shirt, revealing massive pecks that were clearly not there when he came in as his scrawny self. His hat flew off majestically, revealing his luscious hair, now flowing in the wind that just appeared. He then picked up the bed that Ms. Beautygirl was lying in, and used that to smack Professor Neutralhandsomestman down the the ground. He then gripped Dr. Handsomeman and used him as a second weapon in his onslaught of pain.
E. Gadd pressed buttons, monitoring the situation of both Tails and Luigi. He sensed a lot of Spectral energy, specifically in the magical variety, around the both of them, but neither one of them had even attempted to suck it up. It was weird. But he trusted Tails and Luigi's judgement. Especially since Luigi was moving around. That way he knew that the plumber didn't just faint on the ground.
In the background, he had the soap opera, "Soaps of our Days." He had in on as background noise to help him focus on his projects. He was paying minor attention until what had just happened in the show, which made him very surprised of the current direction of the show. A strange, ugly looking man wearing purple came into the all black and white set, and started beating the ever loving crap out of everyone on the set. Good, Evil, or neutral.
"This show never was good about it's writing." E. Gadd said to himself, observing Waluig's beat down, "I mean, I know it's a satire, and bad soap opera writing is supposed to be one of it's strong suits... But this never happens in anything relatively close in the genre."
This was actually the case. "Soaps of Our Days" was actually a satire of the entire Soap Opera Genre. Where it was so badly written that no one could take it seriously, and laughed at it. Initially, though, it was meant to be a hardcore, serious medical drama, but once the original writer was crushed so hard that his "art" was considered laughably bad, he became a recluse form all social media and contact form the outside world, until he couldn't afford to pay bills and became a hobo on the street.
"Oh, well. I guess I'll just had to use my Televisionizer to go into the how later on and fix everything later on." picked up the remote and clicked a button, changing the channel.
Waluig had no idea what happened. One second he was beating the crap out of terribly written Soap opera characters in a show he didn't even know was a parody, and the next minute, he was in an arena, surrounded by screaming fans.
"Aaand in this corner, weighing in at 127 Pounds, the Purple Puncher, the Bridal Boutique owner, the guy who's always thought to be Wario's brother, but its actually his cousin, 'Wah Punch Maaaan'!" Screamed the announcer in the middle of the ring. The crowd went wild.
Waluigi had no idea what was going on, but he didn't care at the moment, considering that the crowd was cheering for him for the first time in forever. For the first time in his life, he was being cheered on. Back in his first Golfing Tournament, he was Wario's partner, and was hated by everyone. While over time he gained a small fanbase, he always felt as if he was in the shadow of his cousin, Wario, and Mario's brother, Luigi. He was in the shadow of a guy who lived in the shadow of his brother. That was sad.
But now, he heard their cheers. "Wah Punch Man! Wah Punch Man!" He could tell that it was his name, because "Wah" is his signature word. While it was shared by Wario, and there was evidence to prove otherwise on his claim., he was also correct, for the first time in a long while. His delusions were actually legitimate.
"Aaaand in this corner!" The announcer continued, while the entire stadium filled to the brim with steam and smoke "Weighing in at 326 pounds, the American Hawlucha, the Feral Nuclear Reactor, the 9 times reigning champion-"
At this point, a man jumped from the ceiling and landed upon the battle ring, leaving a large crater where he stood. He slowly stood, up, allowing his golden feathers to shine in glory. The crowd went wild when the smoke cleared and the announced announced the fighter.
"RAAAAWWWWKK HAAAAAAWWWK!"
Waluigi's jaw dropped at the sight of the Glitz Pit champ. He was fighting him?! Waluigi would be creamed! Another first time for Waluigi, he was admitting that he could be bested.
"Are you ready to get RAAAWKED, SON?!" He shouted at Waluigi, "No amount of WAH PUNCHING will stop the RAAAAWK!"
It was then that Waluigi realized what power he held. Before the channel changed, Waluigi was beating the crap out of the ripped Dr. Handsomeman, Mr. Evilhandsomerman, and Professor Neutralhandsomestman!And winning! With his amazing six pack and buffness he received from that show, he could take down Rawk Hawk no problem. With this im mind, he decided to taunt the bull so he could ripoff its horns as it charged towards him.
"It is you, who will be Rawwwked, hawk! Or should Waluigi say, WAAAAAAAAcked!"
With this the battle begun. Rawk Hawk jumped high into the air and dived upon Waluigi, ready to obliterate him. Waluigi smiled as he knew Rawk Hawk's fate was clearly sealed by his fabulous muscles from the powers of terrible writing. However, there was a problem. As Waluigi readied his arm to punch Rawk Hawk, he noticed hat he was wearing his overalls, and was no longer muscular.
He was in real life. And real life did not have the same plot hole inconsistencies as daytime television.
Cosmo did her best to sneak around the hallway of the second floor of the mansion. After what had happened in the basement, the little Seedrian found herself on the second floor. She gripped her chest, trying to not recoil and double over in pain after the blow she received earlier. She cursed silently under her breath, making sure she was not heard by anyone. Especially not-
"Okay, Specks, you stay with our little buddy, while we go look for that little nuisance!"
Damn it. Damn it all to the underwhere! She knew that voice all too well. Right behind her, out of the wall on the left, two ghosts emerged. One right handed, one disembodied handed, both purple. Fantom and Boofurd. Boofurd held his disembodied hands next to his white eyes, using them as binoculars that couldn't see very far. In fact, they somehow made his vision worse.
"Darn it, Boofurd! Get your hands off of your eyes! You know that won't help!" Fantom shouted quietly.
"Yeah, I know, but it's fun."
"Fun won't help us find that little brat!" Fantom explained while Boofurd spun around in circles.
"I know, but it'd be hilarious to find-" Boofurd stopped spinning in place, looking to the right of them both. Fantom turned his gaze over to what he was looking at and saw Cosmo standing there, looking on in horror. Her lip quivered as she felt a chill enter the room.
"... See? I told you it'd be funny!" Boofurd said, lowering his hands and opening them, showing off his claws.
Quickly, Cosmo gasped and ran in the opposite direction of the two ghosts. The two followed posthaste. Cosmo felt her entire body throb as she ran. She was injured badly, and could not move very quickly. She supposed it was to no fault but her own, but that was then and this is now. The two quickly caught up to her, and were within grabbing distance. Cosmo tried to act quickly. If she couldn't, then all would be lost. She accidentally smacked into a nearby desk, causing it to topple over. That in it of itself would not have stopped the ghosts. What did stop the ghosts is what came out of the desk.
"MUWAHAHAHAHA! IT IS I, THE GREAT BOOCIFER! PRINCE OF DARKNESS, BRINGER OF KNOWLEDGE, TWO RELIGION'S GREATEST CASE OF-" Boocifer stopped his monologue as he saw the faces of the two purple ghosts, "Oh, it's you."
"Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Religious scholar himself. Can't even figure out who his name is based off of." Boofurd taunted.
"Shut it, you Boo-foon!" Boocifer punned.
"Ow." Boofurd grabbed his nonexistent chest, "Ow, that physically hurt me. I hope you're proud."
"Boofurd-" Fantom said, looking past the two ghosts to see Cosmo going down the stairs.
"I am proud!"
"That was a rhetorical question, ya dingus."
Fantom smacked himself in the face. He quickly realized these two would be arguing for the rest of the night, or whenever Boofurd made him go home crying. Whichever came first. He quickly decided that the best way to go about this was to just let them argue and try to grab the little brat himself. It was at that point that the door to their right flew open. The three ghosts glanced quickly at the sudden motion, looking at the person who opened it.
It was both Tails and Luigi. Tails was the first to notice the faces of the two purple ghosts. They were the ones who attacked Cosmo and him. They knew what was going on! Tails didn't need the answers of the Wizard, he could get them himself in one fell swoop.
"Luigi! Suck 'em up!" Tails shouted to his partner, holding his vacuum up at them. Luigi quickly flashed his light on the three of them, showing their hearts inside their transparent bodies. The three of them frantically flew in the opposite direction of the vortex. Boofurd tried to swim in the air with his hands, while Fantom tried to do the breaststroke. Boocifer tried to... paddle his little stub arms. Boofurd, deciding to do a smart and humorously mean thing, placed both of his hands on Boocifer's head and tried to send him back. It managed to succeed.
."AHH!" boocifer shouted as he was sucked into the vacuum's hose, "Curse you, Boofus!"
This successful suck up sent Tails flying down on his bum, allowing the two ghosts to float away quickly down the hall. They took a turn down the hall next to the stairs, which ended in three doors, one in the left, one on the right, one on the center.
"Quickly! You go into Ricky's room, I'll hide in Glacia's! We'll rendezvous during the chaos!" Fantom shouted. Boofurd nodded at his brother's command. The two flew into the left and right doors.
Tails and Luigi ran down the hallway, looking to where they flew. The could barely catch them, but they caught where they went. The two walked down the hallway to the doors. Tails gripped his handle on the left door's knob. He could feel its heat resonating through his glove. Luigi tapped his finger on the right door's knob. That one, however, sent a very cold chill down his spinal cord. The two looked at each other, Tails with a look of determination, Luigi with an unsure look.
"I'll get this one, you get that one?" Tails asked.
"Uh... sure." Luigi said with uncertainty.
Tails' expression softened at Luigi's voice. He placed his hand on the plumber's shoulder.
"You can do this." He said, nodding to his friend. Luigi blinked, looking deep into his friend's he found his resolve and lowered his brow to share the face of determination that Tails had.
The two opened each doorway and walked into the rooms.
Waluigi stumbled back into the elevator with a bloody nose, black eyes, and bruises all over his body. He was in incredible pain right now. Why did Rawk Hawk have to hit so hard. How would he have known that his fantasy self wouldn't have carried over into real life? Waluigi just wanted to go home, crawl in bed, turn on the TV and watch the rerun of Soaps of our Days where he appeared and beat the crap out of everyone.
He crawled into the elevator, falling on the shag carpet floor. The door closed behind him, allowing him to escape the terrors of professional wrestling. He could have sworn that that stuff was fake. The bridal boutique owner turned around, sitting down on the ground to lok at how many floors he was away from the top. Just one. Thank God was almost out of this insane laboratory.
The elevator dinged. The sign at the top held the words "Item Experimentation." Waluigi had no idea what either of those words were. He wasn't a thesaurus. Or a Dictionary. Or intelligent. Or-
"We get it, I'm not smart!"
... Regardless, the door opened, revealing a relatively small room, with only a few tables, and a bunch of sticky notes. Waluigi blinked a couple of times before getting up and deciding to explore this last part of this strange lab. He walked over to one of the tables, and found a bunch of odd items on them. Most of them had two dot eyes plastered on them all. As if every inanimate object needed a pair of eyes.
Waluigi saw two mushrooms, both different colors. At least, he thought they were different. He wasn't entirely sure. He had a rare case of color blindness that not many doctors even saw as a real form of color blindness, called W-syndrome. how it worked was simple. Whatever the favorite color is of the individual with W-syndrome, in Waluigi's case, purple, the person would only care about that color and only bother to remember that color, because all other colors were inferior to them, as far as the person with W-syndrome cared.
Waluigi stopped going to his doctor when he told him that W-syndrome wasn't a real thing. Of course it was a real thing! Wario had it too. He only saw things in this weird color called "Yellow." Apparently this was what the color of gold was. Which probably explained why Wario had so much of it, considering how easy it was for him to see it. How he managed to have a real estate business was still a mystery to Waluigi.
Regardless, he picked one of them up and took a good look at it. He thinks this was the color known as "green." He gave it a once over, before his kidneys finally gave in and exploded inside of him. Waluigi doubled over in pain, screaming at the top of his lungs. He fell on his back, throwing the strange mushroom into the air. He could finally see it. His entire life was flashing before his eyes.
He saw his birth, his first lost tooth, his father telling him he was a failure as a son, his uncle Wario's dad telling him he was a failure as a nephew, that time he opened his fourth pancake shop, that time when it was actually mildly successful once he put up a ban against Wario, that time where Wario sued him for unlawful discrimination and put him out of business that way, that time he secretly deleted Wario's pokemon save file, that time where literally everyone on the planet beat the tar out of him for committing the ultimate crime-Deleting someone else's Pokemon save file... Waluigi realized that he, once again, lived an incredibly depressing and weird life.
However, just then, as he was screaming in pain, something amazing happened. The mushroom he threw fell into his mouth. His screams of anguish halted, Mainly because his esophagus was blocked. But then something wonderful happened. His cuts and bruises dissipated. His black eyes became unswollen and normal. His kidneys reformed, and became healthier then an ox.
Waluigi jumped up into the air, his fist raised high above his head, feeling better then ever. It was amazing! He felt incredible! He felt so good that he could just scream "Yes" multiple times and shout about how he could do it, and win! What he was doing and winning, he did not know, but he could do it. He wondered what made him feel this incredible power. It was then that he looked at the items on the table.
There were several flowers with eyes, mushrooms that were oddly shaped, strange furry suits with eyes... It then hit him like a truck as to exactly what these items were. They were various power ups that Mario and Luigi used on their adventures. But why did that little midget man have them here? If Waluigi knew what "Item experimentation" meant he would probably have a clue. But he didn't care.
Just then, another idea hit him. Like that character who wasn't named that hit Zeke in his prison cell. It was clear that the narrator of this story had plotty plans for him. Plotty plans that would require him to make an effort. And every time Waluigi made an effort, it usually just ended up with Wario running his pancake shop out of business. Curse that he wasn't around, Waluigi would be the world's most successful Plumber/Bridal Boutique owner/Pancake shop owner/Coffee shop owner in the world. That last one hadn't happened to him yet, but he swore that Wahbucks would become a thing.
Back to the matter at hand. The narrator no doubt had plans for Waluigi. Painful plans. But Waluigi could thwart those plans by taking these power ups and breaking the story, through the power of collectible items. He could burn and freeze ghosts after-alive. He could dress up as a dog-squirrel thing and swipe at them with his tail, while turning to stone. He could dress up as various characters from across multiple plains of existence. Although, that was only in the most nostalgic variations of level design.
With that,his decision was made. He looked around to see if anyone was watching, and saw a camera up in the corner of the room, looking right at him. Thinking carefully, he slow moved his hand out of the camera's vision in front of him, and ripped off his shoe, throwing it at the camera, making it fall ot the ground. The camera was still functioning and could see everything he did, but Waluigi didn't know that. He scooped up all of the items into his cap, and placed it neatly back upon his scalp. He grabbed his shoe and put it back on in the elevator.
"Next stop. Waluigi plotty stuff!"
And with that, the doors closed, and Waluigi accepted his role in the story. Even if he was going to try and break it as much as possible.
Yeah, I introduced the ixis magic from the Archie comics. It's probably not going to play a large role, but whatever. World building is world building.
Fun fact. Originally the Wizard ghost was going to be an old man wizard who got poisoned by her adolescent daughter, who would appear later on in the story. But I somehow got caught up in writing a more medieval fantasy-esque idea and that's what popped out. Just goes to show you, always be willing to stray from your original plan.
... But I also cut out a few scenes to get this chapter done quicker. I suppose I could implement them into the story later, but yeah.
Also, I haven't watched OPM (Been waiting for the dub, not a sub guy) so I'm sorry if Wah Punch Man offends everyone. (But my friend Silver was muttering "goddamn it, Josh" throughout out entire thing, so I knew it was good.) I was very close to naming him "WAH CENA!" *Wa Wa Wa WAAAAAH!* But I decided not to.
So yeah, I'm gonna take like, a week break and then get back to writing. Then again, with what I've been considering as of late, maybe it won't be a break at all. *Ominous accordion music*