#dededeofthestars

{♚} - ooc ;

Send “O-O” to handcuff my muse.

Send the WARP STAR!

Persistent as always, but she was clever as always. It didn’t matter how much he flabbed that beak of his at her, she wouldn’t be spilling anything any time soon. So he could go on yelling at her all he wante--

                                       --Tiff’s eyes widened when she felt something                                          cold and metal clamp around her wrist, follo-                                         wed by a rather rough tug to lock with the oth                                         -er one. She squirmed, glaring up at the king.

Oh dear, the king that brought him so much nervousness... Hoping the King would not act cold to him for changing his loyalty and work to Meta Knight, he greeted the King.

((A zombie AU role play between @monarchspunchingbag and @dededeofthestars.))

-The mollusk had noticed something happening around Dreamland. Of course this wasn’t thanks to a fortunate early broadcast. After all most of what anyone watched in Cappy Town was channel Dedede. This was of course because they had no other channels available. The only one that was able to view other channels was his majesty himself. This was because he had previously been able to receive other channels illegally. Then again. If you were King Dedede you would see everything as legal. After all he did like to claim he was the real ruler of Dreamland.

Therefore, Cappy town had no warning what was coming their way. Now Escargoon first started noticing that something was up when he saw the people of Cappy Town or known else where as Pupu village, starting to fall ill seemingly for no reason. It certainly wasn’t cold out and it wasn’t the normal type of ill. Far from a common cold. They all smelt dead. Not even as a metaphor. In addition to this they all began to grow bitey.

Of course the snail put it down to a disease that only cappys could obtain. But apparently this wasn’t true.

It wasn’t long before he noticed that the Waddle Dees were beginning to look odd coloured and were starting to follow him around in a horrible manner as he tried to do his chores. Of course he didn’t want them to get close to him. He saw what happened if you were bitten by someone with this odd colouration.

It was mere hours before hundred of the soldiers within the castle were in the same poor condition, causing the shelled creature to panic when they all came his way. Now the shelled creature began to sprint, as fast as he could. He didn’t know why but he always tried to seek comfort from his majesty. Even if it wasn’t always there.-

“Sire, sire, sire!”-He began to scream bloody murder, drumming on the door to the king’s bedroom.-”Help me! Let me in! I gotta’ come in.”-The door was of course open but for a few moments Escargon had lost his head.

Put ¥ in my ask and my muse will rate your muse on the following || Accepting

Snooooooore-- “Hmm?” Falco was awoken by the king’s large digits, and as one would expect, he was groggy and a little confused. It’d been a while since he last saw the king - a long while.

“I think she was being sarcastic,sire.”

|♛| WHAT IS THAT THING?!

The rotund penguin could only stare in horror as the phantom-like creature approached him. 

“What in the sta-”

The mere sight of it was enough to make him woozy. And it’s words? Even more so.