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sonicasura · 11 months

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More Potential Highlights of Jim using his Alien Form.

1. Nari and Pesky Dust flying through the air and making the small children of Arcadia believe in fairies, specifically the tooth fairy.

2. Blinky or Aaaarrrgh sneakily picking up pieces of Swampfire and chomping the delicious bits of Jim's plant alien.

"Guys"! Shouts Jim 😥

"Eh, sorry" 😅

3. Gravattack using his powers to entertain kids, both human and Troll whelps. A fun activity at the Arcadia Observatory is having the kids make abd paint their own planets out of round styrofoam and levitating them so kids could understand planets and their orbits.

4. Jim using Gravattack to launch his allies, Kanjigar, at enemy attackers only to pull them back to safety.

5. Toby and Jim as Terraspin trying to work out a power move were Toby can ride on his friends back weilding his Warhammer.

6. Skrael threatening to freeze Steve for being a nuisance only for Jim to turn into Alien-X and giving a warning look.

7. Jim using Big Chill to create a winter wonderland in summer Arcadia, including an ice rink.

8. Jim as Echo-Echo acting as base to one of "D.J Klebs" concerts (like the Loudred from the Detective Pikachu movie)

LMAO So accurate.

Pesky Dust and Nari tend to do this quite a bit. One, it's a lot of fun. And two the look on kids' faces seeing them is worth it. If there was an influx of fairy princesses/princes then it's obvious why.

Jim just stares. He does have to clean up the pieces or damage from his forms so the Swampfire fragments being troll food is a bizarre way to do it. Also Canon Troll Jim was definitely tempted to try a piece but decides not to make the situation even weirder.

He absolutely does both with Gravattack! Kids love it whenever Jim can perform a show for them. If he has a bit of extra time, sometimes he'll perform little skits with origami. Paper dragons that float around to a paper chicken sitting on a parent's head.

When it comes to his allies, Gravattack is great at keep away. He made sure his friends knew when he's about to pull a gravity style team attack as Jim rather not have them unheroically bonk their head. If someone can't get out of the way in time then he pushes the threat away.

When it comes to combo attacks, Toby and Jim brainstorm a LOT. With Terraspin they decided to take a page from Mario and Luigi RPGs with the 'Bros Attacks'. One such example is Toby spinning alongside Jim as he holds his hammer out. Basically like a Beyblade but with a hammer taped to it.

Jim gives Skrael an alternative to get back at Steve without freezing the guy solid. If he's being annoying then toss a snowball at his face. That or dump ice cubes down Steve's shirt. Why freeze him solid when you can be a petty gremlin?

Jim does this if Arcadia gets hit with an unbearable heatwave. While Big Chill brings in the snow, Articguana sculpts various ice structures for a city wide snowball fight. He usually handles clean up once everyone has their nice cold fun.

He absolutely done a few D.J Kleb concerts as Echo Echo. Jim practically fits in the club scene and is often testing sound equipment. If Echo-Echo can't get a sound out from a certain instrument, record or item then it's confirmed broke.

One time he did mess with everyone by transmitting dumb puns and jokes through the loud speakers. You can say his Echo-Echo has a bit of gremlin to it.

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formalmess · 5 years

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For Your Entertainment ~ Chapter Three

Summary: Peasley, fearing for Luigi, searches for answers.

Warnings: Gore, Character Death, Murder

“Luigi?!"

He couldn’t feel anything.

“Luigi?!”

He twitched slightly, trying to regain some sense. Everything around him felt muffled.

“Please wake up!"

He was being shaken awake.

“I’m right here, Luigi, I’m right here! It’s okay, please open your eyes…!”

He felt warm arms wrapped around him. He shifted, clutching onto whoever was hugging him, trembling fingers weakly clawing into fabric.

“Luigi…?!”

He murmured something inaudible.

“Luigi! You’re awake!”

“I’m… awake…”

“Don’t push yourself, darling…! It’s okay, I’m here…”

Luigi moved limply, feeling an incredible weight on his entire body, limbs heavy. He tried to speak, but all that came out were broken mumbles and croaks.

He was hugged tighter.

”I’m so, so sorry… I didn’t mean to stay out for so long... I knew I should have come home sooner, I know, and I'm sorry... and I… P-Peach, she... after the meeting, she was so distraught over something and, she had me and a few others help look for her citizens who were missing… and… we must have been out longer than I anticipated, oh, I'm so sorry...!”

Luigi froze, his breath hitching.

“Luigi? Are you alright?”

“It was r-real…”

“What?”

Luigi looked up at Peasley’s face, who was still cuddling him close. Peasley had a concerned expression on his face, questioning Luigi repeatedly about what he meant, but Luigi didn’t respond. His head rolled to the side, examining the environment around him. They were still in the living room.

Luigi shakily pointed to the television, which now showed nothing more than static.

“Did... d-did you watch a scary movie while I was gone? You know you should watch those with me if you really want to…!”

“Tape… box… v-video…”

”What are you talking about?"

All the haunting images came flooding back at once. Luigi felt consciousness threatening to fade as he recalled Toad’s screams for help, the blood… the terrible, horrible laughter…

”T-Toad…”

“Toad? That’s...” Peasley cocked his head to the side, a bit confused. “...That’s the name of the person we were looking for... And his sister, as well… Toadette, was it?”

Without warning, Luigi released a pained sob, burying his face into Peasley’s shoulder.

“Luigi? What’s wrong?”

“Dh... d-dead… Toad… dead…”

“What?! What are you talking about? Luigi, please, I want to understand-!"

”Th… The tape…”

”Luigi, please, calm down, you’re frightening me… if this is a panic attack, I’m right here, Luigi, I’m not going to leave you, I promise, I’m right here-“

“TOAD IS DEAD!” Luigi shrieked, pointing to the television feverishly. He dissolved into harsh, guttural sobs, Peasley shushing him.

”It’s okay, it’s okay… I promise…”

Peasley moved to turn off the television, since it seemed to be causing Luigi so much distress. He didn’t exactly know what was going on, but he assumed it had something to do with the built-up stress from the past week.

Luigi was still repeating the fact that Toad was dead, mumbling the mantra incoherently to himself.

The prince sighed, helping Luigi up to his feet. He escorted the brunette out of the room, Polterpup barking at the pair as they went upstairs, Peasley whispering soothing words of comfort to his husband. “Luigi… It’s okay… I promise you… It’s going to be okay…”

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It had taken hours for Luigi to calm down.

The two had retired to their bedroom, Luigi having lied down on the bed, trying to get comfortable. He wanted to sleep and be at peace for awhile, but his efforts proved useless. Peasley sat by him the entire night, all throughout Luigi’s whimpers and panicked murmurs, trying to calm him down and soothe his worries.

At one point, Peasley had put a cold cloth on Luigi's head, thinking maybe this could all be a fever-induced delirium. He didn’t show signs of illness, but Peasley didn’t know how else to explain it.

Polterpup lied down beside his owner, Luigi petting the ghostly pup to distract himself as he whimpered and held back tears.

As every minute passed, Luigi began to tire himself out.

Peasley had been tidying up a few things around their bedroom when he heard Luigi go silent before snoring lightly, having finally fallen asleep. He smiled, delivering a small kiss to the resting brunette. He thought about following his lead and getting some sleep himself, but his attention was turned to figuring out exactly what had caused all this.

He crept downstairs quietly, entering the living room and turning the television back on. He certainly wasn’t going to be the first to admit how abysmal he was with handling technology, but he could comprehend it enough to know how to rewind the tape.

He kept his thumb pressed down upon the rewind button on the whirring machine until he heard a click, pushing the play button, albeit hesitantly.

It only took a few passing moments to realize what was wrong, and why Luigi had been so mortified.

Peasley had only seen Toad on a few occasions before, at kart races he spectated or get-togethers Peach planned, but seeing him here was gut-wrenching. He looked so scared.

And the person who was tormenting him was more horrific than he could’ve ever imagined. They weren’t like a horror movie villain, or a fairytale monster as he had pictured them previously in his mind.

They were real, and their enjoyment of the whole macabre situation made Peasley feel light-headed.

He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. But, he didn’t stop watching. As much as his stomach twisted and his face paled, he knew he had to figure this out, for Luigi’s sake.

The tape showed off the mysterious attacker holding Toad’s head up high with one hand like a trophy, having just decapitated the poor boy's corpse. They scoffed before dropping the rest of his body to the floor casually.

”You weren’t much help for an assistant. I expected more from you.” The speaker’s words were distorted and slightly garbled, but still clear enough to just barely comprehend. ”You perished so quickly, like a candle extinguishing on an eager child’s birthday cake. It's no wonder that practically nobody noticed your disappearance. And rather unfortunate, I must admit.”

Peasley felt a peculiar sensation fill his chest as he watched, as though he’d heard this person’s words, or style of speaking, before somewhere. The way they talked... It seemed oddly familiar.

”The least you could do now is make for a nice decoration.” The figure raised the same blade from before. “You won’t be needing these…”

Without another word, they plunged the knife into the sockets of Toad’s eyes, carving the irises out with the sickening wet sounds of flesh tearing and sclera shredding. When they drew the knife back finally to put their work on display, all that was left on Toad’s face were empty remnants of eyeballs, a dark void left in their place on his skull.

Peasley squeezed his eyes shut, trying to mask his growing horror and urge to just turn off the tape and pretend this was all some nightmare. That is, until the murderer began speaking again.

”Pathetic.”

The killer released a grunt as they tossed the head offscreen like a broken toy, the sound of it hitting the ground with a thud and rolling away still audible.

”I do hope my next assistant will last a little while longer than you… Why, after all, she has been dying to see you... It’ll be a pleasure to reunite you two at long last.”

Peasley felt his chest tighten as the dark figure now turned and approached the camera, a wide disfigured smile planted on their face. And as they approached, Peasley could now make out some of their features despite the dark lighting.

Their face appeared… broken. As though bits and pieces of their skin was missing.

Though, oddly enough, half of their face looked almost split in color. It seemed fitting for a deranged killer to have such an awful makeup job, but the way their face looked was almost too natural. As though they had torn the face off a porcelain doll and attached it to their own.

They were wearing faded clothing, tattered garb draped around their neck by a broken clip that barely functioned. And though the tape recording quality was low, he could make out hints of yellow and violet plastered on the fabric.

As they absently played with the blood stained knife in front of the camera for a few moments, humming sweetly, Peasley could make out the outline of black leather gloves on their hands.

Peasley jumped when the murderer chuckled once more, still spinning the blade in their palms.

”You know who I am, don’t you? You may not want to accept it yet. And that’s perfectly fine.”

They paused for a moment.

”Death is a cruel thing, as you know. But I’ve learned to be a patient man. I have all the time in the world.”

There was the sound of paper crinkling from just off of the side of the camera’s view, the knife being set down.

”You see, I have so many more people to meet with. So many more tricks to put on display. So many more bows to take. And I won’t rest until everyone you love is dead at my hands, as I promised.”

The letter.

Peasley instantly knew how he'd recognized the style of speech now. The theatrical tone of voice. The delight. That was him. He’d sent it. He hadn't been lying at all.

He was deadly serious.

”Until next time...”

He looked up, staring straight at the camera lens with a crooked smile on his face, one glaring yellow eye visible in the static.

"Ciao~!"

Click.

The screen went black, leaving Peasley to stare at his own horrified reflection upon a layer of static.

Acting hastily and without thinking, he practically tore the tape out of the player, tearing the insides out and throwing the remaining broken cassette away. He turned off the television and backed away, shaking his head. He started back toward the stairs with hurried feet.

He never thought this could happen.

He never thought that someone out there could be this awful… to Luigi, of all people!

Luigi didn’t have enemies, except a few jerks who occasionally picked on him. He certainly didn't have enemies that were murderers, swearing vengeance on his very livelihood, threatening his friends and family!

Peasley truly didn’t know what to believe anymore.

He rushed back upstairs to ensure Luigi was still okay, and to his relief, nothing had changed since he went downstairs. Luigi was sound asleep, snugly cuddled up in the covers, holding the thick duvet close to his chest and breathing softly.

Peasley exhaled, shutting the door behind him. And though there was no present reason to, he locked it.

He sat down beside Luigi, gently running a hand through his husband's hair. Peasley's thoughts were clouded, still trying to figure everything out. He needed answers. And to get that, he needed some help from Luigi. Especially since the murderer seemed so sure that Luigi would know exactly who he was…

Luigi shifted gently, whimpering short phrases and whining in his sleep, his soft breaths increasing to panicked mumbles.

Peasley held onto his hand tightly, hoping the bad dream Luigi was facing would subside.

He didn’t want him to have to wake up into facing another nightmare.

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