Smithy's Factory

lord-smithy started following you

"Of course you won’t." Smithy’s imposing shadow loomed over the green brother. "Which is why I’m going to force it out of you!" The robot seized Luigi by the neck and brought the plumber to his face, crimson eyes beaming back at him as he tightened his grip. "You best speak now, before I squeeze the life out of you! And there’s not going to be any continues this time once I do so, I assure you!"

"Not until you give me the answers I want!" Smithy bared his sharp, mechanical fangs, mocking the skinnier brother's suffering and futile struggling. "So.. will you tell me the whereabouts of your meddling older brother, or will I have to strangle you until you're blue in the face?!"

Completely ignores the Santa insult. "Personally, I think I did a much better job at interior decor than the original owner ever did."

"Guffaw haw haw! You might have to jump a tad higher to reach your precious hammer!” He tauntingly raised his arm as high as possible, the handle of the tool still pinched between two blocky fingers. This little worm provided quite the amusement, it was laughable to watch poor Felix struggle to get his hammer back.

"And you think your incessant pleading will make me give it back to you sooner? Listen here, I have a right to each and every thing on this pathetic little world, and no one is going to stop me! Especially not you!" What a pathetic little excuse for a soul to own a fine piece of forgery crafted of solid gold. This runt could hardly jump half as high as Mario, he didn't even try to fight back to claim 'what was rightfully his'. But this persistent little best wouldn't let up his whining, which to Smithy went from humorous to annoying. That incessant screaming was making his eardrums ache and his blood boil! Perhaps it was time to strike a deal with the repairman, a deal that he couldn't refuse.. "But on second thought since I am feeling rather generous today.. I could give you it back, if you were to promise to assist me in constructing my base and army! But be warned.. if you betray me and go back on your promise, I'll smash you into a pulp and simply pluck the hammer from your cold, dead hands! So.. do we have ourselves a deal? It will all be the same for me, either way."

"I require it to pursue my aspirations, of course!" He turned his side to the handyman, revealing his mallet-arm. "You see, I can only create so much even with this fine piece of work. I am in desperate need of superior tools— and your hammer is the only one of its caliber to exist. So if you do not give it to me, I must take it by force! Unless that is.. you point me to the direction of one just like it that I can have." Smithy, being the selfish and egotistical tyrant he was, cared less about the problems of others. Felix’s game could have its plug pulled forever for all he cared, as long as the blacksmith got what he wanted, nothing else mattered.

"Guffaw haw haw! You might have to jump a tad higher to reach your precious hammer!" He tauntingly raised his arm as high as possible, the handle of the tool still pinched between two blocky fingers. This little worm provided quite the amusement, it was laughable to watch poor Felix struggle to get his hammer back.

lord-smithy started following you

"Guffaw haw haw! It figures you two looked so much alike! But you certainly are much more cowardly than your brother." Smithy’s mouth formed into a sharp, toothy grin. "So since you two are siblings.. one is bound to know where the other is, yes? Which brings up the question..” His hammer slowly raised off the ground in a threatening manner. “WHERE IN BLAZES IS YOUR BROTHER?!”

"Of course you won't." Smithy's imposing shadow loomed over the green brother. "Which is why I'm going to force it out of you!" The robot seized Luigi by the neck and brought the plumber to his face, crimson eyes beaming back at him as he tightened his grip. "You best speak now, before I squeeze the life out of you! And there's not going to be any continues this time once I do so, I assure you!"

lord-smithy started following you

“Luigi, you say?” The Smith furrowed his bushy brows and inspected the timid plumber panicking before him. His behavior was completely different from Mario’s, and their voices differed as well. “So, you’re just a fan of the plumber’s?”

"Guffaw haw haw! It figures you two looked so much alike! But you certainly are much more cowardly than your brother." Smithy's mouth formed into a sharp, toothy grin. "So since you two are siblings.. one is bound to know where the other is, yes? Which brings up the question.." His hammer slowly raised off the ground in a threatening manner. "WHERE IN BLAZES IS YOUR BROTHER?!"

"I require it to pursue my aspirations, of course!" He turned his side to the handyman, revealing his mallet-arm. "You see, I can only create so much even with this fine piece of work. I am in desperate need of superior tools-- and your hammer is the only one of its caliber to exist. So if you do not give it to me, I must take it by force! Unless that is.. you point me to the direction of one just like it that I can have." Smithy, being the selfish and egotistical tyrant he was, cared less about the problems of others. Felix's game could have its plug pulled forever for all he cared, as long as the blacksmith got what he wanted, nothing else mattered.

With his free hand, Smithy snatched the solid gold tool between his fingers and examined it. There were many rumors about this hammer, how it could fix nearly anything. Oh, just the thought of creating a massive mechanical army of glorious weapons in a matter of days with such a miniscule little hammer filled the tyrannical blacksmith’s cold heart with joy! Now only imagine if this hammer were.. bigger, like the size of that mounted upon his arm. "So, where did you get this hammer, and what exactly is it made of? I’ve never seen anything like it!"

lord-smithy started following you

"Luigi, you say?" The Smith furrowed his bushy brows and inspected the timid plumber panicking before him. His behavior was completely different from Mario's, and their voices differed as well. "So, you're just a fan of the plumber's?"

With his free hand, Smithy snatched the solid gold tool between his fingers and examined it. There were many rumors about this hammer, how it could fix nearly anything. Oh, just the thought of creating a massive mechanical army of glorious weapons in a matter of days with such a miniscule little hammer filled the tyrannical blacksmith's cold heart with joy! Now only imagine if this hammer were.. bigger, like the size of that mounted upon his arm. "So, where did you get this hammer, and what exactly is it made of? I've never seen anything like it!"