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How bright are my power-ups?-How bright are my power-ups?-
The story begins in Peach Gardens, located at the back of Princess Peach's castle, which was used as a racing course occasionally during the Mario Kart races. Bowser was jumping on Mario's back in an attempt to crash a picnic Mario is having with Peach (and kidnap her at the same time), but Mario was ready to retaliate with a Fire Flower. Thus, he easily defeated Bowser by knocking him out with fireballs -- and grabbing his tail in order to throw him out of Peach's castle.
Mario (Italian accent): "So long-a, Bowser!"
The next day, Mario was fighting Bowser at his namesake castle in Dark Land on a usual quest
DCC No. 11: Chapter 2Chapter 2: The Ice Age
[Stage BGM: Northern Hemispheres (Donkey Kong Country)]
The year was 23,000 BC...a time where cavemen and women lived during the Ice Age. At the time, the men would set a trap for their food, so that when an animal fell for it, the men would go and kill it. Of course, depending on the size -- for example, a big-enough creature would have to be cut into big chunks of meat, which were to be eventually hauled into the cave the men live in. Afterwards, the women and children would cut said creature (such as a mammoth) into pieces that they were able to cook.
Most of all, they lived in this time where there were no hi-tec
Buccaneer Plumber-Buccaneer Plumber-
One day, at a beach where Mario is staying in his summer beach house, a pirate was out digging for buried treasure. Many who encountered him knew him by the name Captain "Sea-Goin'" Wario, the self-proclaimed best buccaneer who ever sailed the Mushroom main.
Wario (singing): "15 Toads on a dead shroom's chest. Yo ho ho and a bottle of Ma's Old-Fashioned Cider!"
(He drops the treasure chest in the hole he had dug, when suddenly, Mario came out to see what's going on.)
Mario (Italian accent): "Heya, Mr. Pirate! It's-a me, Mario! Whatcha doin'?"
(Wario stops singing to answer Mario's question.)
Wario: "What am I doing, you
Garbage Day -- Part II-Garbage Day (Part II)-
Later that afternoon, Diamond Dojo and its garden were cleansed of the stench that came from the underworld trash earlier. 9-Volt, Keyla, Kat, and Ana were glad to smell the fresh air again.
Kat: "That oughta teach Purple Basilisk to keep his trash to himself, don'tcha think?"
Ana: "I agree. That stench almost destroyed our dojo's garden!"
9-Volt: "What should we do next?"
Keyla: "We can play catch with my angel-white bouncy ball that 9-Volt bought for me as a gift one time."
9-Volt: "That'd be fun! We can even bring out some plastic bottles to practice bowling, if that's okay with you two."
Kat: "We don't mind, 9-Vo
Garbage Day-Garbage Day-
One day, at Purple Basilisk's hideout in the underworld, the five Neo Hate Bombers were marching into a room full of trash. Purple Basilisk had assigned them into doing this chore, mostly to serve as a constant reminder to those who dare fail him.
Purple Basilisk: "The five of you are to clean up all the trash around here, or you don't get to commit any chaotic deed for a whole month! I want this place spotless!"
(He walks off, while Boxer Bomber hopped onto an old mattress.)
Boxer Bomber: "Ehh, who does he think he is, treating us like children?! He knows damn well we resemble grown-ups!"
Mosquito Bomber: "Uh, just so you kno
Goodnight Enigmatic SongShe was the song you hear and, at first blush, don't like.
Well, you don't know how you feel about it so you keep listening in an attempt to discover how exactly you feel and then you reach the end of the song and you realize, you don't like it; you love it.
That was Grace.
She was my coworker and she was my friend.
We carpooled together, I drove and she slept most of the way.
"Don't get much sleep at night, do you?" I asked her, catching those drooping lids mid-descent.
She looked out the window streaked with rain; it spoke in percussive touches filling the car with quiet overcast conversation.
I felt the warmth of her smile in the corner of my eye. The blur of her hand reached at the window to feel the cold of the droplets.
"When I was a girl, I used to race these. I thought it was funny the fat ones always won," she giggled and I imagined her as a little girl in the passenger seat then, legs too short to reach so kicking, and hair messed in the bac
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