I had a test today... I love them just because they somehow manage to be less imaginative with names than I am... Example. One question had a MJ, the following involved a Mr. Osborne and Mr. Parker. A few questions later involved a Harry and Norman. (I can't help but think it was just one big Spiderman reference... and then that song from the old (1960?) cartoon got stuck in my head during the test...)
February 3: Olimar: Pikmin, and everyday uses.
Captain Olimar, one of the newest Smashers. He had fallen into the Smashers rather by accident, while exploring someplace for his company his ship crashed, again, and into the Smash Mansion. Crazy Hand was quite impressed by Olimar's bravado, and great taste in entrances that he got Olimar to sign in to the Brawl.
He was with his Pikmin, who lived in giant onions behind his house. Red, Blue, Yellow, Purple, and White. The five types of Pikmin that he fought with.
"Such a nice day." Olimar said as the hail buffeted against his green house's windows. He spent most of his time in his garden. Tending to the vegetables so that he could eat later.
After he had finished in his green house he walked back to his house. Olimar just sighed and looked around. The Pikmin were busy keeping the place nice and clean. The Pikmin always worked hard, and they never seemed to ask for anything in return. When they were done cleaning up the room they all swarmed around Olimar and happily squeaked. Olimar smiled, and they were happy. Even if they were to be killed, as long as they served their master, Olimar, they would be happy. Boy thats quite depressing...
The Pikmin were also quite protective of Olimar, making it quite difficult for the other Smashers to see him. If one approached, they would immediately swarm around Olimar to protect him and attack the other Smasher. And if Olimar left the house for a long time, they would sulk not knowing if their master was safe.
Having to quit his job at Hocotate Freight, Olimar decided to write a book on Pikmin and his adventures on the strange world, The Distant Planet (also known as Earth). How he survived his thirty days and never gave up hope that he would see his family again. And the sequel where he returned to save his company. Master Hand had all ready agreed to find a publisher for him. And once he stopped being relevant he would continue to milk his fanbase by releasing his diary entries, cookbooks, and anything else he wrote during his adventures…
Just then there was an explosion. Quickly Olimar rushed outside. There he saw that the bridge leading to his house had been destroyed. Quickly Olimar whistled and several blue Pikmin rushed towards him. "We have to fix the bridge!" Olimar shouted. They began to cross the river that strangely wasn't frozen. Fish began to rush for the Pikmin, and the Pikmin quickly defended themselves. When they had reached the other end they began to rebuild the bridge. Within a few minutes the bridge was rebuilt.
Captain Olimar breathed a sigh of relief and they walked back inside. Several Pikmin were suddenly running in distress away from the green house. Olimar looked over and saw that Link the Cat, was there and destroying his crops. Olimar quickly grabbed a purple Pikmin and rushed towards Link the Cat. With one swing of the Pikmin, Link the Cat was sent flying back to Ganondorf's house.
With that Olimar sat down in front of the computer and began to type one of his several books: Pikmin, and everyday uses.
"Pikmin are efficient for labor. Unless ordered to do otherwise they will continue to work on the task at hand." Olimar typed. He pressed enter and began to type in another few sentences. "They also are surprisingly effective for self defense. Purple Pikmin in particular work very well, since they weigh ten times more than the other Pikmin."
He only hopped to be done his book soon, before Master Hand found a publisher. Master Hand however had found a publisher. The Smash Network was set to publish, however negotiations had grinded to a stop when the money distribution came into play. They hadn't progressed very far since then. The Smash Network wanted a giant chunk of the profit that every book would make; this would of course leave Olimar with out very much money being made from the books. Olimar himself didn't care about the money, since he still had some left over from his previous job, and being a Smasher was treating him well.
So Olimar just continued to type. Occasionally he would switch from one file to another and type a different story.
I think I might have hit a wall in this chapter. I couldn't think of anything to do…