#wandering jester

-Marx stands at the river side, a fishing pole in his mouth, on the quest for fish.  Marx would alternate between using his wing claws and using his mouth to hold the fishing pole, neither were great options. It was a little difficult to fish with your mouth but the jester made it work.

He makes a sort of whiny grumble around the fishing pole in his mouth. The jester is beginning to think he was better off diving for fish when he feels a tug on the line. Jerking himself back Marx quickly bites down harder on the pole. His wings come out and he hops up into the air. Pulling the fish up with him and the jester sets the catch a decent distance away from the water.

Proud with his catch Marx giggles happily. He had a nice snack! The fish was actually pretty big as he got closer to it. It could potentially serve two people...Marx wasn’t into sharing though. However, maybe it could be seasoned by someone?

Meta Knight watched coolly as the other bounced from foot to foot. He’d never met someone so animated before, but then again it had also been quite some time since he’d last seen a stranger pass through town. At least a year or so. Stars only knew that Meta Knight himself didn’t do very much traveling nowadays.

He inclined his head somewhat in a small nod of respect.

“You may call me... Meta Knight. And, you are?”

-Marx grins before doing a small showy spin.-

“I’m Marx! This star’s one and only jester~! Nice to meet you Meta Knight! Hey, think you could show me around more after getting something eat? I’ve never been here before! Don’t recall ever seeing it on the big map! How small is this place? What was this place called again? Cappy Town? Does anything ever happen here?”

-The jester resumes bouncing as he starts asking questions. He doesn’t bother to pause to let Meta Knight answer any of them, just asking aloud. Looking around some more Marx notices that a good number of the people were Cappies. Excluding himself and the knight it seemed like everyone was.-

“Wait, is everyone here Cappies? Heeheehee! Is that why this is called Cappy Town? Hilarious! Hahaha! The guy who named this place must’ve had a great thinking cap! Must’ve been a real capper! Heehee! They better get into the ship industry because with ideas like that one no ship is gonna capsize!”

-Marx was telling the citizens there a story of his time in the circus. A small group had accumulated to see who he was, since he had been seen around though he hadn’t actually properly introduced himself. It was a trick Marx usually did to get in the good graces of the people. Have their own curiosity get the better of them. There was always at least one person who was curious about the new person, and it was easy to jump onto the opportunity.

His job in entertainment also helped in gaining popularity. After all who doesn’t like a goofball joker?  A harmless jester, that’s all anyone will know about him. Even the Sun and Moon fell for his little act. Not too much longer now before things start to get interesting on this boring star. He just has to make sure not show his non existent hand! 

However, despite his cheerful display and genuine giddiness, Marx could tell a few were still suspicious of him. Namely the knight perched up on the castle wall watching him. While his back was to the knight he could still tell the masked person was there. Marx probably wouldn’t have noticed the knight if he hadn’t spun/bounced around as he talked. When the story was over and questions were answered, the group dispersed. 

Marx giggles and wiggles from side to side to make his hat wave to the people as they go about their day. He stops after they leave and turns around to look up at the knight. Staring, pondering, then getting an idea. He walks away from the castle a bit before stopping. 

Hopping up a ball appears under his feet and he rolls back slightly, seeming to prepare himself. Then he rolls the ball as fast as he could charging at the wall. Before he hits it he bounces the ball and himself up aways; getting a quarter way up and then the ball explodes with a harmless ‘pop!’, making confetti fall to the ground below. This rockets Marx up past the wall so he has to look down to angle himself as gravity takes hold. Landing on the edge with a solid ‘thud’ close to Meta Knight, Marx does a little spin as if to say ‘ta da!’ He grins at the knight.-

-Marx has been wandering around on this new peaceful looking planet for a little bit now. Currently he was walking through a flowery field in a nice clear afternoon. All the flowers were beautiful. Some tasted good too, though not enough to make a satisfying snack. Marx looks up at the sky. Not a fluffy cloud to be seen, and that disappointed him a little bit. Clouds would make this a little bit more interesting. He could use his imagination to make pictures with them. Or fly up and shape the clouds, or simply scatter them across the clear blue sky.

Everything was so boring. The people? Standard. The land? Standard. The food? Standard. It was so peaceful and dull that Marx had half a mind to start a fire or cause a volcano to erupt just to see SOMETHING DIFFERENT. It was so frustratingly BORING that it was driving Marx to wish some rather terrible stuff, until he spots another jester. This guy wasn’t as standard as everyone else Marx has seen so far. No, this other guy had some rather neat features. 

Maybe he was a visitor too? Marx wouldn’t think this other guy came from this place, or this planet could actually make anything creative to save its own worthless existence. With a cheery smile and a bounce in his step Marx approached the other jester. Only natural to do so as this guy might be the only person worth talking to. Maybe even befriending...?-

“Hey hey hey! Nice day isn’t it? They say this place is one of the best places to relax! Can say people got that right, this place is pretty stress free! Much like another place I know. At least, for the most part. Heehee! What do you think?”

-Marx stops rolling and turns around to face his friend. Giggling he bounces on his ball as Jevil took a breather. The smaller jester didn’t have lungs and didn’t really have to breathe as a result.-

“Hehehe! Come on come on come on! Not too much farther now! The market is just over this hill!”

“Well. Guess that’s the best I’m gonna do. Not too bad...probably would do better without the bat. Oh well.”