#The end of mushroom kingdom

[j0ur3nys-3nd]

My Z-Star design

Some info-

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Pronouns: Any

Sexuality: AroAce (Violence over Love)

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Origin: The end of Mushroom kingdom

Design insprations: Dark Toad (Wings), Bowser Phase 3 (Eye colors)

Voice claim: Darcy - Amphibia

[holdtightposts]

Look at the effort by these VA’s in incorporating an Italian dialect/Mario’s accent.

What bothers me about Chris Pratt as Mario is that there is no effort from his part from what we have seen so far and it’s honestly what all of us expected. It’s just Chris Pratt voicing himself. With that knowledge, I now understand why he was perfect for A Lego Movie. His character is supposed to be the most boring, blandest, not worth a second glance ass character possible and they got that with Chris Pratt.

I mean, he wasn’t technically wrong but what a way to spin it. You know what I thought when I first heard his Mario? How the fuck did he white wash an already white character?

Where’s the accent? If he wasn’t going to do the Italian accent, why not the New York accent from The Super Mario Bros Show?

He is just flattening the media and making it unplaceable american.

UPDATE:

After seeing the new trailer, I now understand why Chris Pratt’s acting works for Illumination’s Mario.

Illumination essentially made their Mario as Andy from Parks and Rec, Peter Quill from GOTG, and as Emmett from A Lego Movie. Illumination’s Mario is literally an accident prone clumsy man child from the looks of the second trailer. A character Chris Pratt has been playing over and over.

Also, now that I’ve heard more of Pratt’s Mario and know what kind of character Illumination’s Mario is supposed to be, I don’t have as big of an issue with it as I did before. That trailer is amazing.

Still upset that they basically rewrote Mario as a clumsy bumpkin.

[katlyntheartist]

There's a couple of things the sequel could do with Daisy to differentiate her from Peach aside from their personalities: 1) she came across Sarasaland as an adult, and 2) over half the time she has no idea how to rule a kingdom

While these ideas aren't bad, I really like the idea that King Totomesu just found baby Daisy randomly one day and immediately took her in as his own cub. And the other three rulers react like that one scene from Sunny in Philidelphia-

But after five minutes they all vow to protect the baby with their lives.

[0deltakhan0]

It's spooky month!!!

So here! Cookie's of darkness 🖤!!

[mrs-luigi-vargas]

Hello! A few days ago I read @stripetkattelalala54-gf's headcanon about Mario in Bowser's lap and then some dialogue popped into my head. So here's my attempt to give context to that dialogue! I think I ended up straying away from the original headcanon in the end but this was still fun to write! ^o^

~~~ [AO3 Link] ~~~

“He was hardly sleeping the last I saw him, you know.”

Peach’s words stayed Bowser’s hand. “Is that supposed to mean something to me?” he asked, eyebrow raised.

Peach didn't answer, only waving her arm in a ‘go on, then’ motion. Bowser narrowed his eyes at the sarcasm in the gesture. Still, he didn't move to jostle Mario’s shoulder just yet. Even though he didn't see a reason why he shouldn't wake Mario up; he’d been a pain in Bowser’s neck ever since he’d spotted him a few days ago. At the market in the town nearest his castle, no less, the Princess still safe at home. With a damn backpack on his shoulders.

Bowser had watched him closely from afar, sure he was going to cause trouble, but all he’d been doing was looking at wares and buying trinkets and being disgustingly nice to the vendors he’d talked to. He hadn’t even been haggling; how he hadn't been snubbed for that rudeness was beyond him.

Regardless, Bowser had meant to walk away and let Mario burn under the late summer sun, but the tank top Mario had been wearing and the freckles on his shoulders it had exposed had stalled him long enough for Mario to notice him. Which was a mistake, because from the second Mario had seen Bowser he’d stuck to him like gum on his sole and it had been distracting. Distracting for his troops, when Mario’d swept himself up in their training exercises — which Bowser had meant to watch for insight into Mario’s fighting moveset but ended up watching for the way his sweat-soaked muscles tensed before he threw a punch — distracting for his kitchen staff, when Mario’d decided to visit their workspace — managing to wrangle a recipe for Hot Drumsticks out of them that he then made and had the idea to deliver to him in his office personally, which considering how poorly the dish came out should have been terrible, but it somehow wasn't — distracting even when Bowser tried to bore him with paperwork to get him to leave — parking himself on the couch and doodling who-knew what on a spare page, humming a tune that should have been annoying and looking up whenever Bowser moved something to the ‘done’ pile and shooting him that damn cheery grin that lit up his whole face —

“I hate having feelings.”

“You didn't seem to mind the ones you’d had for me.”

Bowser glared at Peach. Peach smiled placidly. Bowser glared harder, because the entire reason he’d sent his lieutenants to kidnap her in the first place was because after that first day of Mario making a nuisance of himself, it had become glaringly obvious that he was running himself into the ground for some stupid reason or another. And with Greenie apparently out of town, somebody had to knock some sense into the idiot, and it wasn't like Mario had listened to him so far.

But instead of doing that, Peach had sat herself in his chair behind his desk and watched Mario fiddle with literally everything in the room until he finally ran out of energy, at which point he'd draped himself over Bower’s lap and passed out. Half an hour ago.

Bowser lowered his hand onto Mario’s shoulder. Mario sighed in his sleep, expression relaxing. Bowser scowled against the blood rushing to his cheeks. “I hate it,” he repeated.

“You’ll deal.”

“I wouldn't have to if you’d just take him home.”

Peach shrugged. “Give him a break; he’s lonely.”

“What, and you weren't good enough company?”

“Not when I’m in so many meetings.”

Bowser scoffed. “As if I don't have work to do, either.”

“You foist it all onto your advisors, though!”

“So? That’s what they’re there for! I have better things to do than reading.”

Peach rolled her eyes. In doing so, she caught sight of Bowser’s ‘done’ pile by his desk. “I don't suppose all those papers magically signed themselves, then,” she teased.

“I —! It was him!” Bowser sputtered, pointing at Mario. Peach stifled laughter.

Mario stirred, the volume of Bowser’s outburst interrupting his nap. Bowser clacked his jaw shut. “Don't you dare,” he hissed.

For once, Mario listened to him and didn't dare, sinking back into sleep. The relieved slump of Bowser’s shoulders was minute, but Peach giggled at it anyway. Bowser ignored her, because she sucked and he hated her, actually, until that giggling moved and Bowser looked up from staring at Mario’s face to find her partway out the door.

Peach waved at him. “I’ll bring back snacks,” she stage-whispered with a grin, and then disappeared. With the weight of Mario on Bowser’s legs preventing him from stopping her from wandering around his castle unsupervised.

“I should wake you up,” Bowser muttered to Mario, who only snored in response. Bowser sighed, and reached his other hand to carefully move him, because the way Mario’s neck was bent was shooting phantom aches into his own. Not because he actually cared about the state of Mario’s neck, or anything. But regardless of the true reason, almost as soon as Bowser settled Mario into a better position Mario stretched and rolled over to smush his face into Bowser’s stomach. Bowser’s scowl did nothing to stem the blush forming on his cheeks, this time, despite how hard he tried. Feelings. Hated them.

Bowser sighed, leaning back against the couch. No, he thought, with the weight of Mario curled around his waist, who was he kidding? He couldn't say he hated this. And wasn't that the problem he’d been trying to ignore for a while now?

Mario shifted, a sleepy smile growing at something playing out beneath his eyelids. Bowser wondered what he was dreaming about. Something stupid, probably, like a mountain of pasta. Or maybe someone. Like his brother. Or Peach. Or —

...or.

Bowser frowned, shaking his head to dispel that train of thought before it could travel any further, a train of thought that’d had Bowser’s hand finding its way back to Mario’s shoulder without him even realizing. He huffed. What a ridiculous mess, this was. Maybe he did hate his feelings, after all.

Well, whatever. He’ll deal.

[lukochi]

Some scenes I like in the BTS trailer [redraw]

[lilacthebooklover]

quotes from @charismabee and i's crk bad end au plan:

"they're all communicating in sign language but none of them have fingers so it's really hard."

"pure vanilla spends all of his time at the bar, but sparkling isn't allowed to serve him anything except tea. wizard is next to him offering sympathy and sipping on champagne"

"golden cheese is the best woman. shadow milk gets to be the man of honour <3"

"caramel arrow is still fighting the sea"

"she's always saying i'm a fossil, so what does that mean for you? the sacrifice may be immine-- oh no, my malteasers!"

"nobody is helping the babies rescue chocolate grandpa. madeleine is actively trying to steal his soul jam, he just can't figure out how to get into the fish tank"

EATEN: Clotted Cream "he deserves it."

"drugs child can be assistant librarian"

"to stir up drama, shadow milk accuses him of cheating in the middle of the wedding"

"who is pity dragon cookie"

"gingerbrave has no control over who joins the revolution. that's why they're failing so badly and also dark enchantress is there"

"SCHWARZWALDER: the war hounds"

"wildberry also hates his step-grandma"

"well, if they didn't want to die, they shouldn't have been an enemy of the War."

"you'd think it would be easier to just take him out of the fish tank, but it's actually had wheels this whole time"

"silent salt knows that this is only a quarter of his soul jam. the real reason dark enchantress is helping is because she's on the run from him."

bonus doodles from our call's jamboard:

(these were made solely with the square mouses below our laptop keyboards hjgkkg, the struggle is real)

[pianokantzart]

Okay, I’m beginning to think that Toad has some weird side dealings going on.

[nailtagyuri]

when i was 12 this was the coolest most mindblowing shit ever i was genuinely so obsessed with it I'd read it very day like the bible. I would die for a version of this with the post 3D world content over my country

[alenadragonne]

Really cool how Tears of the Kingdom has a whole regional phenomenon dedicated to triggering me as much as possible. Still love the game, but damn was it hard to complete the Gerudo section while only looking at the screen 60% of the time. Mad respect for making that part scary as hell though.

[duckapus]

During the IRL arc, after Kohga restores Byte's Admin status, he waltzes into Adminspace, using his new powers to warp it to his liking in a twisted parallel to when Emulator went there during his introduction arc. He turns it into a bizarre cross between a dark fantasy castle and a circus tent, with bits and pieces of the original office aesthetic(some scattered papers here, a splintered desk there, a torture device in the dungeon that looks suspiciously similar to a giant photocopier) dotted around as if to mock the other Admins.

And thanks to Kohga's meddling, they're all powerless against him and he takes every opportunity to rub it in their faces, especially CPU and Antivirus (he definitely remembers their visits to his cell. Payback's a bitch, ain't it). But, now that he's had his fun for a few hours, it's time to get down to business and get his Guardian Program back on track. So he just inputs the secret code he'd snuck in that'll let him take direct control of every SMG and-

>ERROR: Slimy Little Bitch Boy Detected

Wait, what? That's not supposed to happen. He tries to open up the System's code only to be met with

>Hey! That's my no-no square.

He snarls, "You are my creation. Obey me!"

>You ain't my real dad!

It wasn't even supposed to have a voice input option! The command box creaks as he grips it tighter in his frustration.

"Having a little trouble there Buggy Boi?"

Whirling around, he locks eyes with Lag. "You." he lunges forward, grabbing the other admin by the neck and lifting him as close to eye level as his chains will allow, "What the fuck did you do to my program, you pathetic waste of RAM!?"

Lag proves to be unimpressed, "I fixed it. Y'know, 'cause that's my job." He smirks, "If you want, we can call it payback for what happened to my boys."

Byte growls and slams him back into the wall, "Fine! I don't need your SMGs. I'll just wipe the slate clean and start from scratch!" A notification rings from the command box and he composes himself before opening a video chat with Welony, "Yes?"

"Well, hello to you too. I just wanted to check how things are going on your end." There's the sounds of destruction and screaming in the background.

"It's fine. I ran into a bit of trouble with regaining control of my SMG Program but it's nothing to worry about."

"Oh? What kind of trouble."

He rolls his eyes, "The morons here changed it even more than I thought. I can't make heads or tails of Lag's so-called 'improvements' and the System's turned against me. Better to just wipe them out and make new ones."

"I see," She sighs, "Well, that's a shame. And just when I was starting to enjoy having you around."

"What do you mea-AAAAAAA" PAIN HORRIBLE WHITE HOT SEARING BONE CRACKING PAIN!!!! "WHAT IS HAPPENING!?"

He can't see it from where he's convulsing on the ground, but she smirks, "Oh, I suppose I forgot to mention; your mask doesn't just hold Gohma's power, it also holds her soul."

"Y-you tr1Cked m3..."

"On the contrary, I gave you everything I promised you. You got your power, your authority, and your revenge. It's just...I also offered a good friend of mine a powerful new vessel. And what's more powerful than the last fully functional Admin?"

"I-!'ll k1lL y0u! I'll kILL yuuuuu and tURn y0^ inT0 a SmOOth13!"

As he continues to rant and rave against his former "partner," his body begins to swell, legs and pincers jutting out at random, the air filled with horrible squelching and snapping, the words gradually giving way to demonic screeching. All the while Adminspace changes as well, morphing into a dank cavern, the chains holding the de-powered Admins replaced by thick sticky webs.

Eventually the noises stop, and in Byte's place is a massive, spiky, monstrous cross between a spider, a scorpion, and a crawdad, its single massive eye roving hungrily over its captives. The only indications of who its body once belonged to are its color scheme and a battered, torn top hat hanging from its mandibles.

The Parasitic Ringmaster

Admin Gohma

"Have fun, girlfriend!" With that all-too-chipper sendoff, Welony hangs up and leaves the Admins to their fate.

[freakattack]

If you could make a waluigi game what would it be

[my-thoughts-and-junk]

I'm still thinking about the mario movie and how I could fix it

[violetganache42]

Yep. Mario movie still looking mid as fuck.

[gender-euphowrya]

literally just get moistcr1tikal to be mario fuck it. if we're gonna have emotionless and monotone then let charlie do it

[delightfuldevin]

Okay so, couple things. First off, apparently the Fire and Thunder Gods were never called that??? Idk why I thought they were, but apparently their names are literally just Firebrand and Thunderhand and they’re described as genies or guardian spirits hdfbjdcbkdvb. I don’t care though, I’m still calling them gods.

And second, the very little info we have on them states that the Fire God has been in seclusion for 3000 years and has lost all his memories. Putting this together with other headcanons I have, and I now know that apparently Rosalina has been in space for 3000 years.