Mushroom High Chapter 1Princesses Peach and Daisy were walking down the street to the home of their good friends, Mario and Luigi. The two teens knew that it was up to them to wake up the lazy boys and make sure they were on time for class. The girls approached the front door and knocked gently.Mushroom High Chapter 17 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mario? Are you awake? Peach asked sweetly. There was no reply so Daisy gave it a try.
Luigi? Its me, can we come in? she asked. There was a mumbled response that sounded something like meatball which the girls took as a yes you can come in girls.
Peach turned the handle of the door and entered the small home to find both boys asleep. Mario lay on the couch with his dinner plate still on his stomach and Luigi was in the recliner with a blind fold over his eyes. Luigi was at least motivated enough the previous night to change into his pajamas, while Mario was still in his t-shirt and jeans.
Now what? Peach asked her friend.
Daisy thought for a moment and
Mario's First Lost LifeMario: Okay, some mushroom-kid asked me to rescue the princess of his kingdom. Well, I guess I better get started.Mario's First Lost Life6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
*Mario takes a few steps forward and sees a goomba*
Mario: What the heck is that thing!?
*goomba touches Mario. Maro dies*
*Mario wakes up in a room lit only by one torch*
Mario: Uh oh... am I dead?
Mysterious booming voice: YES, YOU ARE DEAD! DEAD AS A DOORNAIL! DEAD AS A DODO! DEAD AS-
Squeaky voice:</i> Something that doesn't start with 'D'! Wha- wait a minute! What's going on here?
*A two-foot tall skeleton wearing a black robe and holding a microphone walks out of the darkness*
Skeleton: Aw, the damn thing's busted again! That's the last time I buy a 3.99 microphone at a pharmacy. Piece of-
Mario: Uh, okay who are you?
Skeleton: *ahem* I'm Gregg, the Grim Reaper.
Mario: Aren't you a little short to be a grim reaper?
Luigi's Mansion Dark Moon pt. 01Luigi clutched at the sheets, sweat gathering on his brow. His breath quickened, his heart pounding as the nightmare took hold. Whimpers and sobs were beginning to escape him. As he was drawn deeper into the dream, his body tensed, cries slipping past his lips.Luigi's Mansion Dark Moon pt. 012 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The crown with the ruby....
The endless hallways....
His own shadow, hanging limp from a noose...
Red eyes glowed as maniacal laughter surrounded him....
A ghost appeared, stretching and wrapping tightly around him. Frightened, he fought back, kicking and squirming.
Feeling drained, the younger Mario brother gave in, allowing the cold grip pull him into a dark room, where glowing eyes stared at him.
Mario cradled his little brother as Luigi gripped Mario's nightshirt and twitched in fear. It had started over a month ago. Every night Luigi had awakened from dark dreams, crying for help. Soon he had become so exhausted that he would sleep through the ordeal, awakening later feeling tired and scared.
Mumbling, Luigi le
Luigi's Mansion Dark Moon: pt 2PLEASE Reread, as I have re-written this chapter. I realize my previous posting was below the quality I normally give my readers, and for this I apologize. I can only hope you enjoy this rewrite more than the original.Luigi's Mansion Dark Moon: pt 22 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Luigi awoke some time later from another nightmare, swearing he heard Mario calling his name. Sighing, he sat up and glanced at the clock.
Mario's either still out, or he went to bed, Luigi thought. He jumped slightly as the tv screen went fuzzy.
"Huh?" Getting up, he approached and reached for the knob.
"LUIGI!" a voice yelled.
Luigi yelped and falling on his backside, he scooted back against the chair. The screen cleared and showed Professor Gadd.
"Professor? What the..."
"I need your help, m'boy. The ghosts of Evershade Valley have gone crazy! Er, what are you doing on the floor?"
Luigi got up and dusted himself off. "Ghosts? Professor, I don't think-"
"Stay still," Gadd interrupted, "I'm firing the pixalator now!"
"Wha? No! Professor, I don't w
40 Ways To Annoy Luigi Mario40 Ways To Annoy Luigi Mario3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
1. Tell him that he basically is a copy of his brother.
2. Tell him it's weird he's taller, but still younger than Mario.
3. Imply that "Luigi's Mansion" is the only game about him...and it sucked.
4. Also tell him "Luigi's Mansion 2" will also suck.
5. Constantly remind him he stands in the shadow of Mario.
6. Chase him and yell: "SPAGHETTI!" over and over.
7. Tell him he would never be able to beat a level by himself.
8. Constantly remind him he's always player 2.
9. Tell him the colour green, which he wears, is a sign of jealousy.
10. Whenever he talks to you by your name, say: "That's Mama Luigi to you, Mario! *Weeze*"
11. Cling on him and repeat: "MAMA LUIGI!"
12. Remind him that he was never in Super Mario 64.
13. Tell him over and over that his surname is Mario's name.
14. Run over to him, say: "Gay Luigi?" then run off again.
15. Say to him he's only strong enough to beat Bowser Jr.
16. Constantly remind him that he looked so wimpy when walking in a dark room in Luigi's Mansion
(Request) A Smash Bros 4 TG: Moe into Rosalina(Request) A Smash Bros 4 TG: Moe into Rosalina6 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Moe Sthoky was an a-typical gamer and an anime enthusiast. 18 years of age and already 6'4”, very sociable, and, above all else, outgoing, this rare mixture alotted for pretty whimsical behavior... One day, he could be working on stories, playing video games, or watching anime; the next day, he could be playing “amateur” sports with his friends from school or going out for a hike. It was during one of the latter-most nights that he discovered an abandoned telescope along the side of the road, one that was, surprisingly enough, in fairly-good condition, aside from the scratches along its white-and-cyan exterior and the one, bent, tripod leg, all of which he knew he could fix with some small materials and the proper application of man's favorite tool... duck tape...
Setting up his new telescope and tripod on the patio outside his room, Moe observed the late-night sky, the stars and planets stretched out before him on the moonless night that was the end of the current lu
Dale into Princess Peach: A Smash Bros 4 TG storyDale into Princess Peach: A Smash Bros 4 TG story9 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
For Dale Fultz, a 16 year-old Call of Duty fan and high school hockey player, it was a rather warm and muggy Friday afternoon. Game practice was in a couple hours, so, to pass the time, Dale streamed another new release through his Netflix account on his laptop computer, letting the regular classroom drama drain from his weekend-prepping mind.
He was about three-quarters through the movie I, Frankenstein when he heard the doorbell ring and got up to answer. He wasn't sure who would be bothering him around this time, since his friends and fellow hockey players often sent him an alert text before they came over. Although, there had been some exceptions in the past...
The person at the door turned out to be a stocky man in a UPS uniform, bearing a medium-sized shipping box and his electronic shipping manifest/signature key and touch-pad.
“Afternoon. Is there a Mr.... Dale Fultz here?” the man asked, reading the shipping label.
Dale smiled. “That'd be me. You got a
Peach's AdventureMy name is Kyle. Until last night, I had a brother named Brandon. The story I’m about to tell is the story of his disappearance. I don’t expect anyone to see this story, and if they did, I wouldn’t expect them to believe it. I’m recording it to…make sure I’m not crazy, let’s say. Although I’m not even sure of that right now.Peach's Adventure3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Brandon came home with this WiiU disc he had ordered from some sketchy site based out of Japan. He couldn’t read any of the Japanese, but there were a few sentences in English, namely that the disc contained a beta version of an unnamed Mario game that Nintendo had abruptly stopped production on halfway through. Well, with a description like that, he couldn’t resist—he always was a sucker for rare games.
When he gets it, the box is blank: just the black plastic box with the clear sleeve over it. The disc is blank too, no title, no logos, no nothing. Not a good sign: you figure you turn something like
Reader x Link All you need is a little courage 14All you need is a little courageReader x Link All you need is a little courage 142 years ago in Settings More Like This
Link belongs to Nintendo. You belong to you.
"Oh, it's you two. Welcome back! You get them all?" you both nodded and sat down tiredly, night was falling. "Ah... You're both tired from all that exploring, huh? Well, tell me about it in the morning, Link, and you both get some rest. Especially you, (your name). You look awful!" You assumed she was probably right. You had been in a cave after all, and were bound to mess something up. You settled down on your blanket and curled up a little to stay warm, as there was a cool breeze in the cave. You heard Link's footsteps retreating, you assumed towards Epona, and then they came back to you. Your eyes snapped open, however, when you felt something being gently laid on you. You looked up, and saw the Link had put an extra blanket on you. You shifted a bit, and became comfortable. Link smiled and laid down on his blanket, spreading an
Ghost Boy: Epilogue...Ghost Boy: Epilogue2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
At the Royal Raceway, preparations for the daily Random Roster Race were in full swing. Synthesized electronic trumpets blared their usual refrain, the sentient candy fans cheered and jumped and wiggled their hands in the air from their seats in the candy-box bleachers, and the fourteen star characters of the game – the racers themselves – had lined up beneath the tall popcorn box beside the starting line. A particularly sharp-eyed observer might be interested to note that there was one additional figure hanging on the fringes of the crowd, almost entirely white, clutching his gold coin with trepidation and gazing upwards with doleful yellow eyes. Then again, such an observer would probably also happen to spot the three anomalies in the "Assorted Fans" section of the audience: a massive square wrecker with a mess of spiky auburn hair, a pint-sized handyman with a golden hammer tucked snugly into his belt, and a tall and sizzlingly attractive woman dr
Mass Effect: A Place Called HomeA Place Called Home:Mass Effect: A Place Called Home3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Shepard's eyes snapped open.
The Dreams. Those damn Dreams!
He pinched the bridge of his nose as he attempted to excise the memory of the child from his mind.
He was so tired. Always so tired.
There constantly seemed to be noise around him; demands made of him, decisions haunting him.
Now there were dreams that wouldn't leave him alone, as if the migraines weren't enough.
And despite EDI's insistence to the contrary, he still heard that damn buzzing sound in the Loft.
It had to be some wiring that some Alliance tech failed to secure when they were gutting the Normandy.
He heard Ashley stir beside him. Kissing her gently on the temple, he lay back down and stared out the Loft's upper porthole.
His mind flashed to Earth to the untold numbers of dead, or worse, and to the horrors that the still living were experiencing every moment.
He remembered what Mordin once said to him. Hard to imagine galaxy. Too many people. Faceless. Statistics. Easy to depersonalize. Goo
Courtesy FlushWhen ye be on the throneCourtesy Flush3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of porcelain, ye must remember
there are rules.
can be broken,
Whether ye be
in the company of
friend or foe...
doin' all yer tootin'
and you smell anything
Ye gotta remember yer
The Prank List, Chapter 1The Prank List, Victim 1: Count BleckThe Prank List, Chapter 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was time for a meeting in Castle Bleck.
The first to appear was Count Bleck himself, flipping in with the Dark Prognosticus in tow.
Next was his right-hand minion, Nastasia the secretary.
Next, Dimentio teleported in, then Mimi showed up, and finally, late as usual, O'Chunks walked in.
Count Bleck smiled. Is everybody here?...asked Count Bleck.
Unless my math is incorrect... Dimentio began, with his usual smile. ...then all of your loyal minions are present, my count.
Under his breath, he added.;And myself
Count Bleck laughed. Excellent!...exclaimed Count Bleck! You know what time it, don't you?
Mimi cheered. It's time for me to get a cell phone of my own, right?
Count Bleck stammered. Er, no, its...
Aye, is time fer me to do some chunking? O'Chunks guessed.
No, Count Bleck says...
Hey, I like MY idea better! I mean, what if a hot
Antasma: Nightmare and Loving it, Chapter 1."Ahem"! This is a story wich take place in some random island. Said island had peoples that had connections with the world of dreams, those peoples were called Pi'illos and their duty was to guard two stones.Antasma: Nightmare and Loving it, Chapter 1.11 months ago in Profiles More Like This
The first one was a rainbow stone which embodied good dreams and was named the "Dream Stone", the second was a dark stone which embodied nightmares and was named...the Dark Stone.
Because they had guarded the stones for so long, the Pi'illos became lazy and thus weren't aware of the tragedy that was about to strike.
One night, in the area surrounding the Dark Stone's altar, a shadow watched the stone with envy.
(Shadow???): Arf ! Look at this Pi'illo guard ! Joking around und not taking his job seriously ! Und vith it, not only he left the vindow of the altar open but he fell asleep as vell ! This is perfect !
The shadow then turned into a bat and flew toward the window.
(Pi'illo guard): Brr ! I'm getting cold, let's close this window.
The guard then closed the window.
This Fic Gave Me CancerWarning: The following story is a parody and not to be taken seriously in the slightest. Please enjoy. ^_^This Fic Gave Me Cancer2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Once upon a time the Listener was summoned by Ulfric Stormcloak to do a mission.
"Dragonborn, I need you to do a mission for me," Ulfric said commandingly. He said many things commandingly because he was the future High King of Skyrim. It wasn't official or anything, but it was true because Ulfric Stormcloak said it was. And Ulfric Stormcloak was never wrong.
"What is it, my jarl?" the Listener, who was also the Dragonborn, said. Ulfric Stormcloak didn't know the Listener and the Dragonborn were the same person because that would have been silly. Although sometimes the Listener wondered why Ulfric Stormcloak didn't know because she wore her shrouded armor all the time. All the time. Even when she and Ulfric Stormcloak had sexy times, which were a lot.
Ulfric was good at sex. He had a big penis like all Nords.
Anyway, Ulfric Stormcloak was telling the Listener/Dragonborn
AgainSmiling as the waitress brought him his third cup of coffee, Felix decided that he was greatest fool to ever live.Again2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He never should have agreed to meet her. When he had seen her name pop up onto the screen of his phone, telling him that he had a new text, he should have just deleted it. Even if he hadn’t deleted it, he should have just told her ‘no.’ It’s not like he would have been without reason, a dozen explanations that would have been perfect if she had asked why he couldn’t already at his disposal. A day already too full of repairs that he was going to be skipping lunch and working late; a set of rusted pipes that he had to fix in his small amount of downtime so that they wouldn’t floor the fourth floor; the fact that meeting with her would make him late to all of his other appointments for the rest of the day, and the list continued on. Any of them would have been an acceptable excuse to not see her, and all of them would have been sufficient e
Race For Your Life, Vanellope Von Schweetz - Ch10Taffyta roared up the track, with thirteen other cars and the entire Sugar Rush police force hot on her trail. Ralph was perched on the back of Vanellope’s kart; Rancis was squeezed in next to Candlehead, just as eager to get his car back as he was to bring justice to the girl who stole it. High above the convoy of candied vehicles, Calhoun and Felix flew in on their hoverboard, with Sour Bill clinging to the back.Race For Your Life, Vanellope Von Schweetz - Ch102 years ago in Humor More Like This
The chase rounded a corner, and Taffyta snagged an A La Mode power-up without even meaning to. She glanced behind her and gasped; the gap between her and her pursuers was closing.
Calhoun drew her plasma cannon and took aim at the peanut butter cup kart below. “It’s a tough shot, but I’ve definitely scored tougher…”
“Jiminy jaminy, Tamora!” Felix yelped, clutching his wife’s waist in shock. “She’s just a kid!”
“Calm down, baby, I’ve got this thing set on stun,” Calhoun assured h
Wreck it Ralph Sick Day Part 2Ralph would never say that "going Turbo" was the worst thing he'd ever done. In fact, it had been the best. Life for him had never been better- new friends, new home, and a life where he was appreciated. He loved it all. The transition had been a little difficult, leaving his brick pile and moving into an apartment while his own home was being built. The ceiling was a little low, and he missed the outdoors just a tad. But other than that there hadn't been anything to truly complain about.Wreck it Ralph Sick Day Part 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
So, while he waited for the bricks he used to sleep in to be turned into a "Ralph Sized" home, he slept at the top of the apartment building- his favorite spot.
There hadn't been much to move into the apartment. A few boxes filled with random chords and sundry, another few boxes brimming with memorabilia from his game jumping. He'd placed his Hero's Duty medal (found by Felix during a romantic moonlit walk with Calhoun in the Niceland woods) on a bookshelf. The thing wasn't really that much of a weigh
Wreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. 4Wreck It Ralph: Static Frequency ch. 42 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Ohhh! So sorry player! Looks like it's a no-go this time! Wanna try again?" Lucky remarked, wearing her usual smile.
"Sorry kids, time to close down," Mr. Litwak grinned, hearing a collective saddened sigh from the children and adults around him.
Within the next few moments, he locked up closing down the shop for the night.
Lucky stretched, having become used to the routine over the past few days. She looked at her casino to see new characters coming in to drink or play the reels and such. She couldn't help but smile. She never thought her game would become such a popular hangout.
She turned to walk around before bumping into someone, "Ouch! Oh sorry about that!"
It was a woman with black hair and green eyes, "Huh? Oh yeah…" she sighed adjusting her black tank top, and pulling it over the belt of her blue jean shorts.
"Hey… are you alright?" Lucky asked, curious to why the other was so upset.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine," she sighed, "Just came to drown myself in some drinks form somewhere o
THE YEAR OF LUIGI IZ ENDING! Or is it?Me - Hey Luigi. Your year is almost up. Aren't ya gonna make it last?THE YEAR OF LUIGI IZ ENDING! Or is it?1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Luigi - Huh Well yeah it has to. I am the great Luigi of course! And people love me! We must find a way to make it last! Any ideas?
Me - Well I was thinking about world domination but that's too scary.
Luigi - How is it too scary?
Me - Too much of anything is scary.
Luigi - Well you got a point. What if I were to just take over for a decade?
Me - A decade of Luigi? Well it can't be that bad. But how will Nintendo know that we want the year of Luigi to last?
Luigi - Simple, we make a petition, people will sign it, and we mail it to Nintendo America!
Me - Well, sounds good to me! Lets take over this year and more to come!
Luigi - Yeah!
Hey guys the year of Luigi is almost over. But that can change if you help our hero Luigi out by signing this petition! Let our hero rule even longer!
Wreck It Ralph- Turbo Returns ( Chapter 1)DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN WRECK IT RALPH. DISNEY DOES. AND DAN PHEONIX COMES FROM MY TEAM FORTRESS 2 STORY ON FANFICTION, TRUE STORIES OF THE GRAVEL WARS. AND I DO NOT OWN EVERY OTHER CHARACTER OTHER THAN PHEONIX.Wreck It Ralph- Turbo Returns ( Chapter 1)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Saturday Night in the arcade.
Several Beer Glasses slid off the table as an arm slammed onto the polished wooden surface.
The large crowd surrounding the two men cheered and booed as they both stood up and shook hands.
“ I win.” said Link, smiling.
Ralph stood up and clapped the 19 year old Hylian on the back.
“ First time someone’s actually beat me.” he replied, a hint of amazement in his voice.
“ Well, I think it’s time to leave now to the party.” said Ralph as he walked back to Fix it Felix Junior, Link following him
As he entered through the gate after Link, an alarm sounded. AGAIN.
“ Name?” asked a weary Surge Protector as he appeared.
“ WRECK IT RALPH!!!!” screamed Ralph
The Worst Antagonist of Them AllI’m the maker of horrendously tragic startsThe Worst Antagonist of Them All3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The molder of unfixable broken hearts
I’m the planner of twisting roads of pain
Where goals can never be obtained
I take pleasure in friendships torn in two
And rejoice as enemies begin to accrue
I’ve cursed the lands to suffer in anguish
The inhabitants of such will surely languish
I tear my loved ones limb by limb
Certainly, their lives were nothing but grim
I spill blood of the damned and innocent both
If only, for them, it wasn’t my oath
I evoke tears of anger, sorrow, and strife
As I claim yet another precious life
Betrayal, cunning, and wicked lies
In the end, that’s right, everyone dies!
I’m sure you’re all very curious
“Who’s this person, so injurious?”
“A murderer bent on taking revenge?
The thirst of which will never be quenched?”
“A wicked soul who’s lost their way?
Pulling down with it those who go astray?”
“An antisocial killer who liv