Super Smash Bros. for 3DS and Wii U: The Glory of Custom Moves
The Year of "L" Never Ends! (Except it did.)
Luigi was… Running. Despite being less than a pleasant way to start the day, a chapter of a story on the Internet even less, he ran regardless, flailing his green sleeves and white gloves around as he fled. Behind him was an adversary as old as time itself. Both he and his brother dreaded the guy. Time and time again, he showed up, and it was hardly ever a pleasant time when he did.
Yes indeed. Wario was quite the character, attempting to mow the green brother down with his motorcycle.
Now, Luigi was more of those, "lover" rather than a "fighter" types. For the most part anyways. He was certainly not the most courageous, but fans have held him as sort of an underrated celebrity compared to his brother, Mario. That being said, while he would get wins in Smash every so often, it was still a trying task for the poor guy. Now he had to outrun a motorcycle.
"It's a living." Luigi sighed, just before he was run over.
Flying through the sky, Luigi caught a glimpse of Wario, still riding his motorcycle, laughing it up as he rode. The green lean plumber shook his head. And exploded, a pillar of light emanating from the side of the screen.
Landing back in the lobby with a tire tread mark on his noggin, Luigi sat dazedly in a chair. The initial sound of a plumber plopping down into a seat caused quite a few people to turn their heads. Upon noticing how beat up he was, they immediately turned around and went back to their regularly scheduled nothing as if it were just another day. But just before Luigi had the chance to leave…
"Luigi, you're up again." A booming voice called.
Whimpering, Luigi walked off of his chair, and stared back at the others. They all gave him small thumbs-ups (at least the ones that had thumbs) and fake, reassuring smiles. Still, anything was better than nothing, and as Luigi left for another massacre of… Himself, he smiled back, but as he turned around, his mustache drooped, knowing that failure was imminent. He sighed, making for the next match.
A few minutes later, as the characters relaxed, awaiting the results, a loud bang sounded throughout the room, presumably from a set of doors. The combatants turned around, noticing a handful of tired, drenched, seaweed-covered fighters. An exhausted Robin, his coat sagging low, stood in front of a shirtless, sweating Link, who had a pink puffball and a smaller, but equally exhausted version of him in his hands. As he stumbled in, he set the two down, before falling on the floor tiredly. Setting his red, shoe-like appendages on the floor, Kirby looked around for a split-second, before running back out the door. Link scowled, yelling back at him as he left. The white-haired tactician simply shook his head.
"...Robin?" A familiar feminine voice attracted Robin's attention.
However weary he was, Robin managed a small smile as he turned to his swordswoman companion, Lucina, her blade at her side as she peered curiously at the tactician.
"I take it your last fight was less than satisfactory?" Lucina tilted her head.
Just before Robin was about to reply, our chapter's protagonist came back from his escapades over at the battlefields. Once more, the green Mario brother fell from grace into a chair, dizzily spinning about with scorch marks aplenty.
"Well, certainly could've been better. It could've been…" He glanced at the dazed plumber, "Worse."
Luigi shivered as he remembered his life flashing before his eyes as a bomb exploded in his face. His mustache was burning slightly, but the flames were easily taken care of as Robin waved in his general direction, dispelling the heat. Blinking, Luigi sighed once again, rubbing dust off his face.
Lucina reached into her cloak, offering a handkerchief to the less fortunate fighter, who gladly accepted it, wiping off the soot from his face. "I suppose the grass is greener on the other side."
Upon hearing that, Luigi practically slumped himself down into a mild depression. Lucina, oblivious to her unfortunate play on words, glanced at Robin curiously. He simply shrugged. Curled up in a ball on the floor, Luigi moped for a full minute before that ever dreadful voice came back with yet another announcement.
"Last match, Luigi!" The doors on the other side opened again, a light flowing through.
Slowly, he unraveled himself from his fetal position on the ground and got to his feet slowly and reluctantly, with a grimace that said it all. While the group of Smashers previously stranded on a random island arguably suffered just as well, they pitied the overall-wearing man as he walked. Each step that he took seemed to last an eternity to Luigi, and he felt as though the earth was shaking as he made his way inside the doors. As he approached the doors, he paused suddenly, and yet the earth still felt as though it were shaking somewhat. Turning back, he looked at the others, who had their attention drawn to the floor. Luigi blinked. Were they in the midst of an earthquake?!
"POYO!"
Nope, just a Kirby.
Through the entrance on the other side, Kirby could be seen stampeding through the hall, in a mech decorated with that of the seafloor, starfish clinging to the arms and water sloshing in the round cockpit of the mech Kirby rode. As he approached, Luigi's eyes went wide in surprise, and, for lack of a better option, began striding away into the light of the doors. But before the doors could shut, or the mech could stop for that matter, Kirby, his Robobot armor, and Luigi spiraled into the next battle.
The doors slammed shut behind them. All anyone could do was stay and gawk at the absurdity of it all, which was easy considering most of which they could do normally did not include speaking if you were to neglect Robin and Lucina.
"...Are there any regulations set in stone here?" Lucina piped up with a frown.
At her side, Robin simply shrugged. "You know just as well as I do."
Through the light, Luigi and Kirby spun about, the plumber hanging on for dear life on one of the metal arms of the machine, salt water being sloshed up into his face, giving him quite a bad taste in his mouth. Kirby, on the other hand, could not be more ecstatic, cheering as they all fell through time and space.
Eventually, the light trip ceased to be, and they found themselves stationed in a crystalline cave of sorts. A grassy platform rising out of the cave floor, crystals stacked in the background away from the flat expanse of the platform. Luigi bit his gloved hands, shivering in the lukewarm waters of the mech, not of the plain temperature, but of the sheer terror of losing once more, in a painful way that is. Kirby, however, seemed somewhat determined, despite the fact that this was not his fight at all. Across from the two of them, new fighters began dropping in, ready to attack.
Luigi's mouth gaped open. It was one thing to fight anyone in general. The fact that his own brother as well as his brother's determinedly difficult to canonize love interest was standing across from his was just asking for a beating. Mario, garbed in red and blue overalls, his trademark fashion, along with his ever proud mustache, stood, grinning across from him, with a woman wearing a pink dress with a blue brooch, small earrings dangling off of her ears, with one golden crown atop her blonde hair, big blue eyes staring across from them. The woman known as Princess Toadstool, Peach.
"Mama mia." Luigi covered his eyes with his hands.
Kirby simply pat Luigi on the back reassuringly, turning towards the others, with his mech armor ready to go. The bare, smoothed rock-like side of the stage stared back at them, Mario stretching his arms, a fire in his eyes. While Peach hardly seemed like she was aching for a fight whatsoever, the glint in her eyes was somewhat unnerving, and the frying pan she held in her hands was even more so. No slouch to combat, the savior of the planet Popstar grasped Luigi using his mech, lifting him out of the small tub that had been created in the suit of metallic armor, placing a soggy plumber on the grass.
Mario smiled at his brother, and he smiled back. They both adopted fighting stances. "Here we go."
The timer began ticking: "Three! Two! One,"
Then it stopped almost instantaneously, "Go!"
Kirby took off almost immediately, the blazing engines drying Luigi off in an instant. Already, it seemed as though it were to be a battle between two teams, with Kirby leading the charge. His boots making noise as he tread quickly, Mario struck out with an open palm, fire in his gloves, only for the attack to be deflected by Kirby's own punch. The machine creaked, but it was clear that it would be the winner of this small battle of fists. Mario grunted, but before the mech could unleash a devastating blow, a vegetable interrupted its attack.
A curious turnip, with a face of sorts, bounced up on Kirby's head, causing him to lose focus for a second. When he regained his composure, he yelped in a way only a marshmallow could; Princess Peach hovered above, and under her dress, her legs carried heels, ready to strike. And strike she did, firing kicks after kicks upon Kirby's noggin, the only protection being a pilot's goggles. Kirby backed away with a frown, and that was when Mario retaliated, the crimson crusader launching another open palm strike, launching the mech away towards the grass, and off balance to boot.
Luigi gulped, raising his guard, making noises that were similar to a martial artist, with his white gloves raised in the air. However, no amount of "hiyas" can block a mech launched towards you, blocking you underneath its weight. Wiggling underneath the robot, both he and Kirby struggled to make it up quickly, and while the metal monstrosity had gotten to its feet, Luigi was still somewhat winded from the blow. Suddenly, both Mario and Peach moved in, with their respective weapons at their disposal. Before they could get there, a glint managed to catch their eye, and it was not of a crystal.
All four of the combatants stared up into the sky. A ball, multicolored like a rainbow, the Smash insignia displayed on it, hovered above the ground, moving to and fro. All four of them glanced at one another. The three, not-crushed-into-the-ground characters leaped up, reaching for the Smash Ball as Luigi un-flattened himself slowly, reverting back to his three-dimensional form.
Mario raised his fist and slammed the ball, causing it to plummet for a few seconds. Similar to one playing volleyball, the princess floated up with a parasol, shattering and scattering fragments of the ball. Kirby's mech, while strong, suffered from a clear weakness in that it was slow; ascending was no exception. The slow thrusters sputtering flames and smoke built on the back of the mecha could only fly so far up, and while it just barely managed to grasp the Smash Ball, one punch from Mario grounded the mech.
Groaning from the initial pain that came from a block of metal slamming into you, it was no surprise that Luigi would scramble away in fear as Kirby came back down from the sky. The pink creature groaned, attempting to get up, but it seemed he had received one or two many knocks on his noggin at that moment, as he could only fall back, his mech creaking as it attempted to make it back up. Eventually, the thrusters sputtered weakly, before going out. In one of the hands of the mech, a glow could be seen, and as the mech attempted to get back up, it opened its palms up.
Floating out of the palm of Kirby's Robobot armor, the Smash Ball glowed, capturing Luigi in its majesty. However, if he were to beat his brother and the princess, he would need to use it to his advantage. Taking it in his hands, he watched as Mario and Peach's faces went blank from shock. Crushing it, he could feel power emanate through his body. As he stepped forward, he grinned, confidence overriding his fear-
"Aahoohoohoo!" He cried out as he was disassembled into green, tan, black, and brown pixels, swallowed by the Robobot armor.
As Kirby came to, he suddenly felt another entity at his side. Glancing to the side, he noticed Luigi, blinking, staring back at his teammate, just as confused. They were both in the Robobot, but there was something… Different about it.
For one, the color. The sheen resembled the same green worn on the lean green plumbing machine sitting by Kirby. There was now a green, spherical windshield covering the robot, with an "L" serving as a window through the glass. Had you been looking at the front, a mustache of sorts was decorating the mouth of the machine. It was bizarre, and had Mario and Peach been looking at it from any other way, it might have looked extremely silly.
But, alas, as two ginormous vacuum cleaners of sorts were aimed at them right now, all they could do was glance at each other. As if bidding each other adieu, Mario lowered his cap off his head, Peach giving him one final kiss on the forehead…
They cried out as a strong gust enveloped them, pulling them into the two vacuums, and, after a moment of swinging around, were launched out of the vacuums, launched off into space. In awe of what happened, the two inside of the mech had their mouths gaping open, the glass, cap-resembling visor dropping off of their robot's head. Both the plumber and the puffball watched as their opponents vanished in the sky. They glanced at each other. With no further hesitation, they grinned, smacking their hands together in a high five as they looked towards the ceiling of the cave, the stars blinking back at them overhead through a hole in the ceiling.
AN: Robobot armor combined with the Poltergust acts as the number one ghostbusting device. Sorry for the delay!
Well, that's just my theory anyways, let's skip the theories and go straight to the reviews.
Thanks XShinkuKikinX for reviewing! Certainly an interesting story of taunt battles, you have. I'm not sure if Kirby would change colors as he aged, but the guy is full of secrets. I apologize for the lack of dialogue. I like writing less talkative characters more, and since Nintendo characters seem to have a habit of remaining silent for most of the time, I thought it would work.
But anyways, thanks for reading, this is ThePizzaLovingTurtle, off to finish my weekly quota on my Pikmin story!