Luigi and co. go to Nintendo.
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Flashlight first, Luigi entered the new territory. Everything was dark, but thankfully a few candles adorned the hall's walls to help make it somewhat lit. Luigi tiptoed from the door and turned right. He was slowly making his way down the creepy hallway when a ghost appeared behind him.
"BAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!" shouted the spook as it manifested behind the plumber.
Luigi's response was the usual "scream-in-terror-and-fall-to-the-floor" technique. Luigi flipped around while on the ground to see what the poltergeist looked like before he possibly died. Luigi starred at it with his mouth open (as he was still in a bit of shock) and noticed it looked exactly like all those orange ghosts he had fought in the previous area; yet it was a deep purple color. The spirit disappeared into a mist as it pointed and laughed at Luigi.
"Another new subspecies," Luigi sighed as he got up. He dusted off his pants and scurried down the hallway until he came to an intersection. Luigi was not sure which way to go, as he had two options: Go left, straight, or backwards. For the sake of ease, he chose straight.
Shining his torch across the walls and the tiles of the ceiling, the plumber watched a few pots and doors go by him until he came upon the end of the hallway. A new entrance awaited him. The door creaked open with dust flying every which way as Luigi opened it.
"God, smells like something died in here," Luigi flapped his Gameboy Horror wielding hand in front of his nose as he commented the smell.
The plumber's flashlight danced across the realm beyond him, only to reveal a descending staircase. Luigi's feet stomped as he walked across the narrow path to the stairs, kicking up dust in the process as he went. The floor was also pure concrete, so the plumber made quite a racket. The stairwell went down to a landing and turned back in the opposite direction, but going lower. The musty old stairs were made of wood, so a similar sensation of "wake-the-dead" noises previous heard outside the mansion echoed as the slim man descended the stairs. Once Luigi made it down the filthy place, he came upon a set of doors; one on his left, the other on his right. He brought out the Gameboy Horror and some button mashing later, found the door on his right to be open; the other locked. Being smart and putting the device in his pocket so he would have an extra hand, Luigi crept up to the door, opened it, and wandered inside.
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Luigi walked in with his flashlight going diagonally up to the left and right with his free hand dangling at his side. His eyes shifted along with the circle of light his torch left where it shined. He was mindless walking about the room, as nothing caught his eye. He focused the light in front of him to see a large metal case. Once his eyes focused in on it, it appeared to more of a master power switch.
'Probably controls the power to the mansion,' Luigi thought recounting his days as a true plumber and seeing these things as he worked in basements, 'Let's see what happens when I turn it on.'
Luigi walked over and placed his free hand on the lever. The lever itself was bright red with a bit of rust coating it. He used all his might, but the thing would not budge. He tried using both of his hands, leaving his flashlight to dangle at his side. Still, it would not move. Luigi sighed, seeing as things would not be that easy and picked up his flailing flashlight from the air.
All he could hear were drips and drops of water, probably leaking from the ghost plumbing that was installed in the mansion. He then took a good look around the room to see if anything else of interest was in the room. Barrels with the numbers 1885 to 1990 lined the walls to the left and a small table was on his right. It seemed like a normal old basement to him, so he decided it was time to find some ghosts to fight elsewhere.
Before turning the knob to leave, Luigi swore that he heard Mario's voice through the wall, but it was quite weak. He then thought it was probably nothing more than poltergeists trying to prank him again or something of the sort. He turned the knob, and proceeded to leave. Though the knob turned, but the door did not open, causing Luigi to smash his face right into the door.
"OOFFTH!" Luigi yelped in surprise. He stepped back and rubbed his forehead, "First a darn rocking chair, then a horse and now a door."
Luigi sighed and tried to open the door again. Alas, it would not open.
"There must be something sto-" he stopped in mid sentence, as he was clunked on the head with some very heavy. His body fell against the door and sank to the ground.
He was unconscious, yet again.
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Luigi awoke sometime later. His eyes slowly flickered open, where he noticed that he was still in the depths of the basement room he was in before losing consciousness. The plumber was lying against the barrels in the far right corner of the room, diagonally opposite the door way out. Luigi's first instinct was to get up. Thus, he bent one leg in front of him, pushed his free hand off of it, and slowly stood. Though, he did not stand for long, as he instantly fell back down to the ground with a thud; some dust flew out into the open air.
As he reconfigured himself, he tried to move again to his right, in effort to pull away from the wall he was next to. That's when he felt something tug back on his arm. Luigi snapped his head around and squinted to see his arm stuck between a pipe and the wall.
"Now how the heck did this—" Luigi was cut off by a moan that echoed throughout the room. The fact that the walls and floor were made of concrete made it sound even worse.
Luigi slowly shifted his gaze from his left, to the front of him. Floating before his eyes was a trashcan ghost. Though, it really was not a trashcan ghost upon closer inspection. The glowing green spook had the same shape, but its features were entirely different. The first detail Luigi noticed was that is did not have gaping yellow eyes like the rest of the ghouls he encountered throughout the mansion, but they looked real. It should also be mentioned the left eye was a bit more down on the face than usual, making its stare cold and unnerving.
The green texture that was common in the trashcan ghost sightings was also a tad off. It looked more like skin than anything, but still the color green. Drips of its spirit were hitting the floor at rapid paces as it floated still in the spot it was. In the ghost's hand was what looked to be the common fruit all of them ate, but it was not. Instead, it was a rusty yellow hammer. The ghost was definitely different than the others in the mansion, despite the dopish-looking face still plastered across its face.
Luigi gulped after processing all the details through his mind. A few drips of his own sweat slithered down his face. As his sweat raced the ghost's spiritual drops, he came to the realization that his arm was stuck and a deranged ghost waited in front of him with a rusty hammer. Pulling with all his might yet again, Luigi tried to free his arm from its holding place between the pipe and wall; alas, it did not even budge. He was a sitting duck.
The strange ghost floated toward Luigi ever so slowly, clutching its hammer tightly as it went. Its eyes were shifting in random directions incessantly, but every few seconds they would stare right at Luigi.
"O crap," Luigi said once he knew he would be toast if he did not think of something quick. Lucky for him his trusty Gameboy Horror was mere inches away from his body. It was near the generator but close enough in reach; so he thought. Luigi made a quick lunge from the where his spot was against the pipes but his fingers were just out of the handheld's radius. Luigi attempted again, and instead knocked it farther away into the black abyss of the celler.
The green ghost's eyes shifted from left to right, watching the plumber try for his life to get the small object. The ghoul chuckled with amusement at Luigi's lack of accuracy and kept floating forward with his hammer bouncing against his palm. Just then, the Gameboy Horror's screen lit up with color. Gadd's face appeared in the dim room in the pixel of the handheld.
"Hey, L! Where are you? The pressure sensors on the 'Horror show that you aren't there! Not too mentio-" Gadd was cut off. The Gameboy Horror was now split in two because of a large hammer that came down upon it. Luigi started biting his nails through his gloves and went into sub-panic mode
"Alright, gotta thinka' somethin', gotta' think of somethin'…" Luigi eyed the floor in hopes his plan would be spelled out for him by the cement, but it was no use. Then, Luigi's face was illuminated by a greenish glow. He slowly looked up with a choked expression, expecting the worst. Luigi's eyes constricted in both fear and by the power of the ghost's dead glare. That's when a plan came before his eyes.
The trashcan ghost's heart.
Without much thinking, Luigi whipped out his flashlight and shined it directly at the ghost. Luigi's expressions changed from frightened to empowered as he shined the glorious light at the spook. Though, nothing happened.
"Huh?" Luigi cocked an eyebrow and was confused. But, he did not have much time to keep that expression on his face. The awful ghost then drew its arm with the hammer up, and let it come crashing back down right onto Luigi's torso.
"UUUHH!" Luigi gasped as the hammer pelted his inner region, "What the h-" Luigi had no time to finish his last sentence as the ghost repeated the same action. "O-hoho…" Luigi grabbed his body in effort to stop the attack, but it did not work. The trashcan ghost simply went into a golfing style and slammed Luigi's hand and stomach yet again. Tears were forming in the poor plumber's eyes. The ghost just would not stop.
Luigi was coughing up blood from the impacts. The evil ghoul just laughed as it watched Luigi's pain. The green man had no chance to escape; his fingers were broken, his body was now bruised all over and he was getting his own blood all over the place. After one last hit, which sent a crying and coughing yelp to echo throughout the room, the ghost stopped. Luigi lay in a fetal position on the ground.
Luigi opened his eyes and looked away from the floor. In between glances his sobs of pain and suffering jumped from wall-to-wall. His vision was blurred, thus he could not really make out anything in front of him all too well; not too mention it was almost pitch black in the room. Red goo slowly dripped out of his noise and made small splashes in the ever growing pool below Luigi's head. Seeing a sign for hope, Luigi sighed with relief and looked back down below him.
Though, it was a shame that he did not see the rusty hammer come shooting towards his face. Just as Luigi was about to try to get up again, the trashcan ghost's hammer slammed right into the side of the head. Luigi's eyes spun wildly as his body froze and collapsed on the ground. Luigi now had a bit of a nose bleed, amongst other wounds collecting into the pool under him.
The trashcan ghost laughed joyfully.
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Time is an issue with me right now. This update may be the last for awhile (Unless I kick it into high-gear).