Oct 27, 2015
☛ bRING IT ON, PROFESSOR LOOOOOOOOSER >:^))))
“ It’d be my PLEASURE to face off with the likes of YOU in a DUEL. I’d be willing to face you ANY DAY, ANYTIME. In shorter terms, BRING IT ON. “
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☛ bRING IT ON, PROFESSOR LOOOOOOOOSER >:^))))
“ It’d be my PLEASURE to face off with the likes of YOU in a DUEL. I’d be willing to face you ANY DAY, ANYTIME. In shorter terms, BRING IT ON. “
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King Boo thrust his body forward, his crown sending a volt to the doors in front of them.
He grinned down at the puppet, moving out of the way to display his power.
With doors opening, the room revealed was better than a master’s bedroom.
A throne made entirely of gold, candles, and carpets of fine red.
All around the room were paintings of ghosts, except one.
As the King flew in, he held out a nub to point toward Luigi.
❝ W H A T --- I told you, Slappy, was no lie. My powerful magic has the capability to capture even the most conniving of enemies, much like the green fool you see there. That’s Luigi, and he very much reminds me of that Stine fellow you’ve been going on about. That Italian idiot is the one who helps the scientist in capturing my lovely kingdom. Without the dust cleaner to grab the ghosts, it’s really heard to capture any of my friends. ❞
King Boo flew closer to Luigi. His painting was massive; almost as big as the room itself.
His soulless eyes stared off in a gaze at Luigi before turning.
He faced the puppet with a high-pitched laugh, zooming forward somewhat.
❝ B O O K S --- can’t be that different from paintings. They’re still made by imagination, with precise style and indication; they are both fine arts! Without any problems I should be able to send any of your friends out of the books and into the real world. Though I am used to working with ghostly bodies, I don’t think it should make a difference. I could probably even put them into paintings if I truly wished! BLEAH HA HA HA! ❞
continued w/ @nctadummy
The eight-year-old smiled at the cheeky dummy, braces gleaming in their night-light lit room, ❝I’d pay to see that!❞ Jack gave a snort of a laugh, violet-red eyes glancing towards the door of his room. Now that he thought about it, maybe going to the party with Slappy wouldn’t be TOO bad. Especially if he wasn’t going to act like the rest of the suit-wearing idiots. Mischief flickered across his features, an impish grin curling on his lips, ❝You know, my mom wants me to ‘show you off’. How’d you like to give everyone a scare?❞ It wouldn’t be so hard. Jack would tuck in his shirt, he’d bring Slappy out-- then let the Dummy lose in the basement (which had yet to become his lab). Pull the power, make some noise-- or send someones car CAREENING down the drive way! He never knew what Slappy could have up his sleeve, but anything that caused trouble sounded FUN to this little evildoer. He’d just have to do his best not to laugh.
❝ T H A T --- sounds devastatingly awful. Y’know, puppet, your entire situation reminds me of my own. If you could not tell all ready, I am the King of this here establishment! Better yet, I am the ruler over all of the Boo’s! And under my crown and beneath my kingdom are the portrait ghosts. Servants of mine that I toy with and secretly use behind their back. An astoundingly stunning artist by the name of Vincent Van Gore painted these annoying fellows!
❝ T H O U G H --- once living, they passed away from the world years before this author was even born! I bet it was before they were a twinkle in their parent’s eye. If only I could get a hand on those books, Slappy, you and I could be in some interesting business. Some that I think we’d both thoroughly enjoy. ❞