Merry Christmas zerohour. Still not quite sure about how the story should be split, but this is as far as I have complete scenes in this iteration of the story. Also, I'm not sure about the last line, but it made me laugh when I realized that a desert king probably would talk more like that. I can change it if people have enough problems with it.
Princess Saving Time
A Gift from Watashiwa to zerohour
Princess Saving Time
I've never been too proud to steal titles from wherever I could.
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It was a nice day. There weren't many nice days in the life of a itinerant hero, so he was determined to make the most of it. There was, of course, his ever continuing self-appointed quest to find she whom had been his mentor and friend, but it had been a year since he had set off and it could be years yet before he found her. In the meantime he had dined on fish the night before, his bottles were full of fresh water, the weather was lovely and the forest path he and his horse were traveling on was straight and clear as far as his eye could see.
In short, Link of Hyrule was utterly bored. Peace was nice and, well, peaceful, but he was a man of action. He had been at his wits end in peaceful Hyrule, untouched by evil and blessed by the triple goddesses. What need was there for a hero in peaceful times? What need did a hero have for peaceful times? He left to find Navi but had there been anything for him in Hyrule he would have gladly stayed.
Now he was riding through a forest so far in the middle of nowhere that the only map he had found of it had a square yellow block with a question mark in the middle of it. The trees flanking the block were strange too; completely green with a flat cap and no branches. The only reason he knew the map showed a forest were the assurances of the Happy Map Salesman.
A side trail came into view on one side and Link swung Epone onto the smaller path. There were no adventures to be had by traveling the well-trodden way. His new path was darker, enclosed by trees and more winding. Link felt a brief wave of nostalgia for the Lost Woods.
Eventually the path came to a tunnel through some kind of large rock. The entrance was overgrown with clinging plants and moss, and Link passed through after checking for danger. Had he been more observant or less eager to find an adventure he might have noticed that past the overgrowth the walls of the tunnel were too smooth to be natural, and that the walls were made of metal. Green metal, as a matter of fact...
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ôCurses, foiled again!ö The bellow was punctuated by the crash of shattering stone. The castle's denizens ran about in a panic, well aware that their master's wrath could bring down the castle, and the one who brought this fact to the great Bowser's attention would find it focused on him.
ôNrargh! I can't believe that that Mario got the better of me again! And got the princess, too! What does she see in that Mario anyway? He's a plumber, a regular Joe. I'm a king! Princesses are supposed to marry kings, not plumbers!ö Bowser stopped his march of destruction in front of a framed picture of Princess Peach. She was bending over to kiss Bowser, whose obviously taped picture couldn't quite hide the fact that the real recipient was supposed to be Mario. With uncharacteristic gentleness Bowser lifted the portrait off the wall and regarded it critically. Tucking it under his arm he turned awayùthen put his fist through the wall. With a snarl he stalked towards his throne room, leaving deep gouges in the stone with little effort.
Throughout the chaos, two figures followed sedately. These turtles were old. Kamek Koopa had been the baby Bowser's guardian and tutor, and had used his powerful magic to grant his charge's every wish since his childhood. Kammy Koopa was King Bowser's advisor and used her subtle but still considerable magic to direct his schemes. They alone might have appealed to their liege's better judgment, but chose to let him work out his rage. He was always more... amenable to suggestions when he was tired out.
Their patience was rewarded ten minutes later, as Bowser delivered a violent kick to what had been the shell of a Koopa brave enough to approach on behalf of the denizens of the castle. He sat down on his iron throne with a smash as his anger finally left him. He held up the portrait of the princess and let out a mournful sigh.
ôGreat King, whatever is the matter?ö Crooned Kammy.
ôPerhaps if you tell us the problem, great Bowser, we may be of some assistance,ö wheedled Kamek.
ôIt's that blasted Mario! He keeps getting between me and the princess! If only he were gone, I know the princess would realize that we were meant to be. But nooooo~, because Mario is around we can't get any alone time!ö
ôBut what about our plan, Lord Bowser?ö Pressed Kammy. ôIt should have worked. When Mario reached your inner sanctum, he would see the item block behind you. Then, rather than fight you, he was supposed to go after the block, thinking that inside would be some item perfect for defeating you, when instead it was the trigger on a pit trap! Reverse psychology you know, completely flawless. Why was he able to beat you anyway?ö
ôIt's... it's because... it's all because of the green one!ö Bowser burst out.
The elder Koopas shared a glance. ôThe... green one, my liege?ö They asked in unison.
ôYeah, the green one! Who wears the hat and the shirt!ö
ôYou mean there's another Mario that wears green?ö Asked Kammy.
ôNo, no. The green Mario's name is L...something. Le...um. Lu... er. Li...ö
ôLittle Green?ö Suggested Kamek.
ôNo, his name's L, not Green.ö Corrected Bowser. ôAnyway, this L-something comes running into my sanctum and yells that this time he's going to be the one to defeat me and save the princess. Then he grabs for the block and falls into the pit. Then Mario shows up, trashes my room, trashes my super cool airship, and then trashes me.ö
ôHmm... so, if this 'little green' were dealt with, you could defeat Mario?ö Asked Kamek, a vicious gleam in his eyes.
ôActually, he's not very little... and he wears as much blue as green... I mean, yes, of course the Great Bowser could smash Mario with the green guy out of the way!ö
ôVery well... Come, my liege! We have been preparing a spell for exactly this eventuality!ö
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Deep within the depths of Bowser's Castle, Kammy Koopa cackled lightly herself as she put the finishing touches on a magic circle as Bowser paced uneasily through the basement. ôThis is ancient, powerful magic. You are aware of the two attractive emotions: Love and hate are opposite emotions that tie people together. This spell uses the attraction of hatred to summon one's greatest enemy. When Kamek returns we will begin casting the spell. Your role will be to stand in this smaller circle here, and focus your thoughts on the green one. Your thoughts will reach out across the void and ensnare his greatest enemy and draw him here. After that, once you explain your plan I there is little doubt that this enemy will agree to assist, if only to eliminate that greatest enemy. But I find it more likely that one look at your magnificent visage will convince that enemy to serve you! Gyahahaha~ö
At that moment Kamek opened the door to the spell chamber. ôThe castle is repaired, Lord Bowser. I took the initiative of changing the layout some. It simply won't do to make Mario's heroics easier.ö Bowser grunted in acknowledgment, and the three took there places. Arcane chanting filled the air, words in no language spoken by mortal tongues warping the fabric of reality as entities so alien that the mere sight of one could drive a person insane crowded around the places where the tears formed.
Bowser was bored. Kammy always talked too much, and her plans always involved too much magic and curses and secrecy. Really, it was best to just run in, punch everything, kick the things that he couldn't punch and stomp everything else.
Oh, and grab the princess and run. Hah, they always had so much fun when they were alone. There was that one time where he read her poetry, the other time that he sang for her, accompanied by his Koopa Troopa on drums. Shells really, but who cared that he had them using their own?
Speaking of shells, he was supposed to be thinking about the green guy, wasn't he? Green guy, green guy, green guy... oh, what was his name? L... L... Li... Hm. Hold on what was his name? Well, he was Mario's brother, so he probably looked like Mario and acted like Mario and I hate Mario! Wait wait wait think of the green guy, need to remember the bond of enemies... hm... bond, chain, lin--
The explosion nearly blew out the castle's foundations and sent the Koopas screaming for the hills.
Bowser cleared the smoke from his face with a claw swipe that sent a gale force wind screaming through the chamber. In the center of the circle a dark shape stirred and uncurled itself. The figure stood up... and up and up. A shock of red hair clashed with the dark skin of his face, which was hard and proud and set with eyes of violent orange. Bowser felt instant kinship for the man; they could almost be brothers with that hair and those eyes.
The mystery man spoke. ôWhat fools have the balls to summon the King of Evil, Ganondorf?ö
Princess Saving Time
A Gift from Watashiwa to zerohour
Princess Saving Time
I've never been too proud to steal titles from wherever I could.
(())(())(())(())
It was a nice day. There weren't many nice days in the life of a itinerant hero, so he was determined to make the most of it. There was, of course, his ever continuing self-appointed quest to find she whom had been his mentor and friend, but it had been a year since he had set off and it could be years yet before he found her. In the meantime he had dined on fish the night before, his bottles were full of fresh water, the weather was lovely and the forest path he and his horse were traveling on was straight and clear as far as his eye could see.
In short, Link of Hyrule was utterly bored. Peace was nice and, well, peaceful, but he was a man of action. He had been at his wits end in peaceful Hyrule, untouched by evil and blessed by the triple goddesses. What need was there for a hero in peaceful times? What need did a hero have for peaceful times? He left to find Navi but had there been anything for him in Hyrule he would have gladly stayed.
Now he was riding through a forest so far in the middle of nowhere that the only map he had found of it had a square yellow block with a question mark in the middle of it. The trees flanking the block were strange too; completely green with a flat cap and no branches. The only reason he knew the map showed a forest were the assurances of the Happy Map Salesman.
A side trail came into view on one side and Link swung Epone onto the smaller path. There were no adventures to be had by traveling the well-trodden way. His new path was darker, enclosed by trees and more winding. Link felt a brief wave of nostalgia for the Lost Woods.
Eventually the path came to a tunnel through some kind of large rock. The entrance was overgrown with clinging plants and moss, and Link passed through after checking for danger. Had he been more observant or less eager to find an adventure he might have noticed that past the overgrowth the walls of the tunnel were too smooth to be natural, and that the walls were made of metal. Green metal, as a matter of fact...
(())(())(())(())
ôCurses, foiled again!ö The bellow was punctuated by the crash of shattering stone. The castle's denizens ran about in a panic, well aware that their master's wrath could bring down the castle, and the one who brought this fact to the great Bowser's attention would find it focused on him.
ôNrargh! I can't believe that that Mario got the better of me again! And got the princess, too! What does she see in that Mario anyway? He's a plumber, a regular Joe. I'm a king! Princesses are supposed to marry kings, not plumbers!ö Bowser stopped his march of destruction in front of a framed picture of Princess Peach. She was bending over to kiss Bowser, whose obviously taped picture couldn't quite hide the fact that the real recipient was supposed to be Mario. With uncharacteristic gentleness Bowser lifted the portrait off the wall and regarded it critically. Tucking it under his arm he turned awayùthen put his fist through the wall. With a snarl he stalked towards his throne room, leaving deep gouges in the stone with little effort.
Throughout the chaos, two figures followed sedately. These turtles were old. Kamek Koopa had been the baby Bowser's guardian and tutor, and had used his powerful magic to grant his charge's every wish since his childhood. Kammy Koopa was King Bowser's advisor and used her subtle but still considerable magic to direct his schemes. They alone might have appealed to their liege's better judgment, but chose to let him work out his rage. He was always more... amenable to suggestions when he was tired out.
Their patience was rewarded ten minutes later, as Bowser delivered a violent kick to what had been the shell of a Koopa brave enough to approach on behalf of the denizens of the castle. He sat down on his iron throne with a smash as his anger finally left him. He held up the portrait of the princess and let out a mournful sigh.
ôGreat King, whatever is the matter?ö Crooned Kammy.
ôPerhaps if you tell us the problem, great Bowser, we may be of some assistance,ö wheedled Kamek.
ôIt's that blasted Mario! He keeps getting between me and the princess! If only he were gone, I know the princess would realize that we were meant to be. But nooooo~, because Mario is around we can't get any alone time!ö
ôBut what about our plan, Lord Bowser?ö Pressed Kammy. ôIt should have worked. When Mario reached your inner sanctum, he would see the item block behind you. Then, rather than fight you, he was supposed to go after the block, thinking that inside would be some item perfect for defeating you, when instead it was the trigger on a pit trap! Reverse psychology you know, completely flawless. Why was he able to beat you anyway?ö
ôIt's... it's because... it's all because of the green one!ö Bowser burst out.
The elder Koopas shared a glance. ôThe... green one, my liege?ö They asked in unison.
ôYeah, the green one! Who wears the hat and the shirt!ö
ôYou mean there's another Mario that wears green?ö Asked Kammy.
ôNo, no. The green Mario's name is L...something. Le...um. Lu... er. Li...ö
ôLittle Green?ö Suggested Kamek.
ôNo, his name's L, not Green.ö Corrected Bowser. ôAnyway, this L-something comes running into my sanctum and yells that this time he's going to be the one to defeat me and save the princess. Then he grabs for the block and falls into the pit. Then Mario shows up, trashes my room, trashes my super cool airship, and then trashes me.ö
ôHmm... so, if this 'little green' were dealt with, you could defeat Mario?ö Asked Kamek, a vicious gleam in his eyes.
ôActually, he's not very little... and he wears as much blue as green... I mean, yes, of course the Great Bowser could smash Mario with the green guy out of the way!ö
ôVery well... Come, my liege! We have been preparing a spell for exactly this eventuality!ö
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Deep within the depths of Bowser's Castle, Kammy Koopa cackled lightly herself as she put the finishing touches on a magic circle as Bowser paced uneasily through the basement. ôThis is ancient, powerful magic. You are aware of the two attractive emotions: Love and hate are opposite emotions that tie people together. This spell uses the attraction of hatred to summon one's greatest enemy. When Kamek returns we will begin casting the spell. Your role will be to stand in this smaller circle here, and focus your thoughts on the green one. Your thoughts will reach out across the void and ensnare his greatest enemy and draw him here. After that, once you explain your plan I there is little doubt that this enemy will agree to assist, if only to eliminate that greatest enemy. But I find it more likely that one look at your magnificent visage will convince that enemy to serve you! Gyahahaha~ö
At that moment Kamek opened the door to the spell chamber. ôThe castle is repaired, Lord Bowser. I took the initiative of changing the layout some. It simply won't do to make Mario's heroics easier.ö Bowser grunted in acknowledgment, and the three took there places. Arcane chanting filled the air, words in no language spoken by mortal tongues warping the fabric of reality as entities so alien that the mere sight of one could drive a person insane crowded around the places where the tears formed.
Bowser was bored. Kammy always talked too much, and her plans always involved too much magic and curses and secrecy. Really, it was best to just run in, punch everything, kick the things that he couldn't punch and stomp everything else.
Oh, and grab the princess and run. Hah, they always had so much fun when they were alone. There was that one time where he read her poetry, the other time that he sang for her, accompanied by his Koopa Troopa on drums. Shells really, but who cared that he had them using their own?
Speaking of shells, he was supposed to be thinking about the green guy, wasn't he? Green guy, green guy, green guy... oh, what was his name? L... L... Li... Hm. Hold on what was his name? Well, he was Mario's brother, so he probably looked like Mario and acted like Mario and I hate Mario! Wait wait wait think of the green guy, need to remember the bond of enemies... hm... bond, chain, lin--
The explosion nearly blew out the castle's foundations and sent the Koopas screaming for the hills.
Bowser cleared the smoke from his face with a claw swipe that sent a gale force wind screaming through the chamber. In the center of the circle a dark shape stirred and uncurled itself. The figure stood up... and up and up. A shock of red hair clashed with the dark skin of his face, which was hard and proud and set with eyes of violent orange. Bowser felt instant kinship for the man; they could almost be brothers with that hair and those eyes.
The mystery man spoke. ôWhat fools have the balls to summon the King of Evil, Ganondorf?ö