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[Galactan]

"Capsule!" cried Simirror from the lower floor of their house, "Capsule J2, get down here at once!"

"But why?" responded Capsule J2, a little cautious of Sim's attitude.

"Because we have a guest bearing important news!"

Capsule J2 immediately rushed downstairs to find a white Sphere Doomer hovering by their refrigerator.

"SWEET MOTHER OF- WHY WOULD YOU LET THAT THING IN OUR HOUSE?!?" screamed Capsule.  He quickly ducked behind Simirror, afraid of the thing floating before him.

Simirror gave Capsule a quick whack on the head.  "Because he asked nicely, jerk.  Dedede stole all of our food yet again.  He knew we would be vulnerable with Kirby out on a mission."

"Well how are we supposed to get it back?" asked Capsule, who was still wary of the strange thing by their fridge.

The Sphere Doomer chimed in.  "He's holed up in his castle.  While we could go get it ourselves, we'd need more people to help us."

"Well who do you suggest we hunt down, good sir?" asked Simirror.  He sat down at a table nearby.

"Mr. Tick Tock has good insight on courses of action," mused the Sphere Doomer, now pacing through the kitchen.

"Yes, but he's so uptight!" complained Capsule.

"Well then who do you suggest we seek out?" questioned Simirror.

After a few seconds of thinking, Capsule said "TAC probably knows a lot more than anyone else, even our... esteemed friend here.  If we can find him, we could set out for Dedede's castle a lot quicker."

Simirror got up.  "Brilliant idea!  We shall move out right now."

And with that, the three friends headed for TAC's location, already feeling slightly hungry from a lack of breakfast.

[DarkAura]

Now I can re-post this. Glorious.


"N-Z, hurry up! The store is about to close!"

A rolling path toward the store scrolled underneath him as he ran toward his destination, glancing back periodically to see if his friend was still in sight.

"C'mon N-Z, we only have a few minutes left!"

He slowed down a bit until he saw a small, shadowy puff with pointed ears rise from the path behind him, blocking out the glare of the sun. N-Z ran as fast as he could up to his partner and jumped up onto his back as he darted towards the store now visible at the end of the road. When they reached the automatic doors and entered the store, both gasping for breath, they saw that all the shelves were empty. Nothing but crumbs, dust, and spilt water from a dropped bottle of Spring Breeze scatered everywhere.

"Woah...I guess we weren't the only ones who needed food badly."

He turned to N-Z who also showed a sigh of depression.

"Now what are we gonna do? We have no more food left and we despareatly need more."

N-Z glanced down at the floor and over to the other side of the store where the cash-out lanes are and noticed a strange figure talking to the cashier. N-Z ran towards it, drawing his friend's attention to it as well.

"When was the estimate time the store was ransacked, based on what you can remember?"

"About three hours ago, I'm just thankful that no one else was in the store at the time. They could've gotten hurt if he used that giant ha-."

Before the cashier finished his explanation, the mysterious person noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. He turned around and saw N-Z running towards the counter. Immediately, the figure's reactions kicked in and he stood in N-Z's way and he aimed the spikes protruding from his body at him. N-Z stopped right in his tracks and starte dto back away from him in fear. Every step he backtracked, the figure would inch closer to him.

"Stop! Don't hurt him! He didn't do anything!"

"His kind is the one responsible for this law-breaking act. He is a spawn of the Dark Matter itself and needs to be destroyed."

The figure's eyes glowed redder as he sees N-Z whimpering in fear.

"But Dark Matter was destroyed years ago. If whatever happened here was recent, then he couldn't have done anything snice he was with me the entire time. And he's too young to really do anything dangerous. Please, just spare him!"

The anger in his eyes lightened and the spikes shifted back into their positions. He backed away from N-Z as he ran behind his friend.

"Fine, but one false move from him in the near future and I'll be swift as a Biospark when dealing with him. My business is done here and I will take my leave."

The figure left the store without uttering another word and disappeared beneath the path ahead towards the rising moon. The two walked over to the cashier in his time of need.

"Gaw! N-Z! A plesant sight to see some familiar faces around. I guess you've already figured out that my store was robbed of all it's provisions. I've told that person before everything I rememberred from the incident happened. The only thing I can't recall is what the culprit looked like. What I do know about him, however, is that he was carrying a giant hammer."

Gaw started pondering about who would even wield a giant hammer. But then, something else caught is intrest.

"Who was that person that came here before us?"

"Captain Stitch. He used to work alongside King Dedede years ago back when the Dark Matters were a threat. He even said that King Dedede was possessd by a Dark Matter. Twice. Since then, he works alone. But from that experience, he cringes at the mention of Dark Matter and acts as though Dark Matters still exist here in Dream World. I do know that N-Z was born from a lingering fragment of a Dark Matter that was destroyed nearly a decade ago. He's only two years old, right? Even so, Captain Stitch would see past that and try to destroy him for having a relation to a Dark Matter. I think it's because he's getting a bit too old for his age and is very desparate to keep to his own word. He takes his job seriously, but he always gets the job done right."

"A soldier with a troubled past, huh? Sounds like the kind of guy to be partnered with during one of those oldie action shows. Oh, I almost forgot to ask! That crook didn't steal the secret stash you keep for us, did he?"

The cashier pulled a bag of goodies from the safe behind the counter and handed it to the now joyous Gaw Gaw.

"Lucky for me, they didn't want the store's profits."

"We'll try to track down that bandit as well. We just need to look for someone who uses a giant hammer. You can count on us, right buddy?"

N-Z starts jumping happily as if he's eager to start the adventure.

"Good luck, you two. I'll wish for your safety."

Gaw and N-Z rushed out of the store, with food at hand, off onto the path through the woods. Gaw knows from some experience that theives ususally tend to hide out in forests so they decided to check there first. Maybe he can consult with someone there if he can give a lead to where the theif fled.

And so their side of the story begins.



Once again, don't kill me for using the cashier as an extra character. I'm only using him as part of the backstory and that's it.

[Galactan]

[bamp]

[Hallan Parva]

First off, I owe everyone here an apology for taking my sweet time getting here. After Red revived the Cutstuff War I felt like my writing was not on-par and felt the need to get my "sea legs" again before writing. I've wrestled with this stupid post for the past three days if it makes you feel any better (I doubt it but hey).

Anyway, here, have a thing that probably took more effort than was truly needed. Spoilered due to WAAAAAAAAAA TEXT WALL

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"Alright, folks! This is the last request of the night before we finish the song list! Bar closes in ten!"

Club Maxim. The hottest place in town to go party across the night. Many of the wilder residents of Dream Land can often be found here dancing until sunrise or ordering drinks at the bar. The club has managed to remain popular through the years, thanks to Mike's legendary skills as DJ and announcer. Most of the partygoers have heard his songs hundreds of times, but his new mixes and playlists have never failed to attract a crowd night after night.

Our story focuses on a girl by the name of Anber. In the past she would regularly frequent Club Maxim to satiate her cravings for excitement, but now she had a job, serving the bar's many patrons. She's a Plasma Wisp, though due to her rare genetic makeup of literally having spot-on turquoise plasma colouring, she's usually just called Plasma Wisp on account of her looking like the Plasma Wisp. You know, like how you have all these mushroom people in that one kingdom with the princess in it, and then you have the guy who's just called Toad even though, by definition, everyone there's a Toad? Yeah, sort of like that.

At this point a Starman approached the counter. He was the infamous Jumping Dan who ran the karate dojo in Butter Building. Though adored by his students, his eccentric jump-based fighting style is constantly falling victim to countless jokes and parodies. Notably, Jumping Dan was thought to be a reputable citizen, even if his technique is seriously off the deep end. Why was he in Club Maxim, of all places?

"One Elixir, bottled if you have it."

Jumping Dan sat on a stool in front of Plasma Wisp. She turned to the shelves behind her and retrieved the trademark brown bottle with the cream label. It was still cold.

"Thanks," Jumping Dan said. He opened the bottle and took a drink.

Plasma Wisp couldn't just sit there and let things go. "What's the matter, Dan? I don't normally see you here." The more accurate statement would have been "I don't see you here at all", but she didn't want to be rude.

"It's nothing..." Dan shyed away, taking another drink. "I just feel worn down, like my Hit Points were getting a bit low."

"Aw, come on, Dan! You only have one Hit Point! I bet you'd collapse if I sneezed next to you."

Dan sighed into the Elixir.

"Well... fine," Plasma Wisp pouted. "See if I care." She turned around and started to head to the opposite end of the counter.

Dan hesitated for a second. "... Wait. It's not like that, Ann."

Plasma Wisp turned back. She felt a ping of sorrow in her heart, as if she could feel the grief in his voice.

"I was training in the dojo late again," Jumping Dan started. "You know, for that tournament I keep telling you about? I heard the prize money was doubled due to some rich sponsor appearing out of nowhere. I was fired up like never before, I'm telling you."

Plasma Wisp went back over to Jumping Dan. She put her cleaning rag on the counter.

"Well, I was trying to come up with a new jump technique when I heard this loud thumping on the wall. I just thought it was the neighbour losing his keys again... my neighbour's this big cat, he makes a lot of noise when he bumps into something... anyway, I just sort of ignored it at first. But the thumping kept happening, see, louder and louder each time. So I decided to go check out what was going on... and..."

Jumping Dan reared the Elixir back, gulping down the last of its contents before slamming it on the counter.

"A bunch of goons were stealing all of my food!"

Plasma Wisp got worried. "Did you call the cops? I thought Sir Kibble lived pretty close by..."

"It was no use," he moaned. "I couldn't even get a good look at who did it before some cloaked thug knocked my lights out. It could have been anyone... at first I thought it might have been TAC, but he didn't have a bag and his ears were sort of flat. Maybe Knuckle Joe? His hair sort of spikes to the side like ears... Heck, it could just be a Waddle Dee with a poorly-tied bandanna. I've got no clue, to be honest."

Jumping Dan leaped from the stool. "... I've gotta head back to the dojo. It's a real mess thanks to those thieves, and I'd like to at least clean it up so the police doesn't trip over everything."

He put some money on the counter to pay for the drink. "Thanks, Anber. Don't overwork yourself."

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"Uuuuuhhhh... my aching everything..."

She totally overworked herself. Her head was throbbing. The room appeared to be spinning around her. Slowly, she raised her hands in front of her to get her bearings, then slumped out of bed and wandered to the kitchen. Getting a glass of water from the sink, she opened the fridge, immediately dropping and breaking her glass from shock at what she had seen. Or, rather, what she hadn't seen.

"For the love of..." she whispered in disbelief.

[Magikarp]

[[ FINALLY ]]

[Tengu]

On the outskirts of Dreamland lies an old dreary restaurant, Kawasaki's Diner to be precise. It's an old-fashioned little place with a few tables, a bar, and of course, good gourmet food made by the best chef in town: Chef Kawasaki.

Chef Kawasaki sat at one of the tables, playing around with a small clump of cheese that had been left sitting there by the last customers who came in for a bite to eat. He said to himself "What am I supposed to do if I can't feed the customers..?" and sighed. He sat there grumbling to himself for a good few minutes, thinking over the events of what had just happened. "Who were those people? Why have they stolen all of my goods...? If they were that hungry, I wouldda fed 'em for free.." He heard a metallic noise on the outside of the front door. Chef Kawasaki groaned and got up. He sighed once again and said "Time to disappoint another customer..."

He swung the door open slowly, and started to say "Look, I'm sorry but I'm all out of--" He was cut off by the painful sensation of spikes slamming into his cheek, and he then crashed to the floor. He looked up angrily. "Hey, what's the big ide--" He stopped himself from finishing his sentence, and with a look of delight shouted "Gordo! I haven't seen you for a few weeks buddy! Where ya been?"

His round, spiky friend gazed down upon him and slowly said "Chef, I'm really worried about the town. All of a sudden, food is becoming scarce. I don't need to worry about eating because.. well.." He looked down at himself "I think that's obvious. These freaks have been looting us at night, stealing all of our food!" "Yes Gordo, I'm aware... It's having a big impact on my business here." Chef Kawasaki said as he got up from the floor, brushing the dust off of his apron.

"I can't just watch people starve, chef! I don't like it!" Gordo began to grow hysterical. "What if all of my friends DIE!? I can't bear to watch this town fall to--" Suddenly Chef Kawasaki bashed Gordo with his frying pan. Gordo crashed into the wall and ricochet right off, nearly hitting the chef in the face. "Now that's enough! Get ahold of yourself! Now Gordo, you know just as well as I do that there isn't anything we can do to help. We may as well just sit back and give up. It's all over..." He looked down with sorrow.

"...Now that just simply is not true." Said a groggy voice from outside. "Who said that!?" Gordo said, very startled. A small critter wearing a blue robe, with a silver-plated headband on it slowly glided into the restaurant. Chef Kawasaki looked down nervously, being able to see the person clearer in the dim lights. "My name is Tsukikage. Apparently, we've never met." "Oh..." Chef Kawasaki began to say, "Well uh.. The pleasure is all mine sir." He stuck out his hand for a friendly gesture. Tsukikage shook it nimbly and said "Well boys, what do you say we head out into town and look for some clues that those goons might have left behind, eh?" Gordo and Kawasaki looked at each other for a few moments and nodded. "Let's go!" They both yelled at the same time.

"Great! We should make sure to stick together though." Said Tsukikage. "Great, just let me close up the restaraunt!" Said Chef Kawasaki with a new look of happiness on his face.

[chuggaafan1]

On the opposite side of town from diner, there was a mansion. Dedede's mansion, to be precise. Dedede was out, Nova knows where, and left a certain commander to watch the place. "OhmanohmanOhmanohman," Said Commander Waddle Doo, pacing back and forth. "Normally, Dedede steals food out of sheer gluttony, but he's gone off the deep end this time! Even TAC, my old friend and thief thinks this is wrong." He looked at a picture of him and TAC. "I've gotta find her. She's our best bet." Waddle Doo left Tiff and Tuff's parents in charge, and went to find TAC.


MEANWHILE, Noddy was sleeping in a cave.

[Galactan]

[[bamp]]

[Korby]

((There's a reason why most forum RPs do not have a post order ))

[Magikarp]

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fine just post to your own convenience then because frankly i've felt like shit for a while now and dont feel like thinking of a decent reply

so there ]]

[Tengu]

Chef Kawasaki, Tsukikage, and Gordo set out along the relatively short path to get to the main square of Dreamland.

"I wonder where we should start looking first. I'm not all too familiar with this place, so I would appreciate if you two would lead the way just a little bit." Tsukikage said in a soft grunt. "Aha! I know Dreamland like the spikes on my back!" Said Gordo. "Yeah," Chef Kawasaki said, "I think we should start out by heading to a place that also specialties in food-- Club Maxim."

They were just about approaching the main square.

"Club Maxim, eh? If it's a club that means it's only open at night, right? It's only morning-- we should probably hold off on that place until evening. We'll be wasting our time." Tsukikage was trying to explain this to Kawasaki, but Kawasaki was only half-listening.

"Yeah yeah whatever. It's just around the corner here!" Said the chef. Tsukikage slapped his hand on his forehead and sighed.

They approached Club Maxim and tried to peer in the window. "Well, I knew it. Looks like no ones home." Said Tsukikage. Suddenly, Gordo began to repeatedly slam his metallic body into the door. "HEY HEY, ANYONE IN THERE!? HELLO!?!?" "Gordo! Knock it off!" Yelled Kawasaki. "Well hey, c'mon! If the bartender is here, then maybe they know about what happened last night!"

They all stood there in silence for a little bit, thinking.

"Feh, you two can stay here and wait for the bartender to show up. I'm gonna go around asking some of the local civilians some questions about what they know of this food-robbing incident." Tsukikage gestured goodbye, swiftly turned around, and walked off toward some houses.

"Well Gordo, I guess we might be waiting awhile..." Said the Chef.

[Dataman]

So, unless I'm reading this wrong, I presume only Enemies and Midbosses are playable, and not bosses? (Possibly because that would mean Whispy Woods would be playable, and that would be, like, impossible to use) Just want to confirm it before I sign up as someone.

[Galactan]

((Signups are closed))

"You know," said Simirror as the three moved along, "last time Dedede stole all the food, there were massive amounts of troops swarming Dreamland.  Where are they now?"

"I have no clue," began the Sphere Doomer "but I do know that this TAC you spoke of earlier-"

"IS THE GREATEST PERSON ALIVE!" Shouted J2.  His reward was a bonk on the head from Simirror.

"You dolt!  Never interrupt company!" He said angrily

"But we're not at the house!" whined J2.

"The dimensional being is still our guest." Suddenly, Simirror's face lit up.  "Capsule!  Fly up above and see if you can find any goons around!"

"Hmph..." mumbled J2, "one moment you're criticising me, the next you're making demands..." grumbling, he activated his jetpack and soared into the sky.  Upon reaching a very high altitude, he peeked around.  Seeing something, he turned off the jetpack and plummeted to the ground, before turning it back on to cushion his landing.

"Well," started Sphere Doomer, "what did you see?"

"I saw Commander Waddle Doo bolting out of Dedede's castle." he said excitedly.  "He was going... that way!"  He pointed dramatically.

"Let's track him down!" all three shouted at once, before sprinting (and floating) towards Waddle Doo's location.

[Magnet Dood]

Mr. Tick Tock started to grumble again. "Grr... first you, Senior, then your little annoying brother. We're all ready, and yet we're waiting on that little blithering fool. Do you know where he is?"

Poppy Bro. Sr. shrugged. "How should I know? As I said, he's probably coming now... You know, you can be awfully grumpy in the morning. Maybe you oughta eat breakfast."

"YOU IDIOT- THERE IS NO BREAKFAST!" He slapped the Poppy Bro on the back of the head. The jester let loose a rare frown. "Have you ever tried a bomb? The taste is a little explosive for beginners!" He tossed two at the furious clock, but a giant hammer swung into them and detonated them.

"Enough, you two," Bonkers said with a grimace. "You'd better get your act together before Poppy Jr. gets here."

"Maybe he already died of starvation!" Tick Tock said before stomping off into another room. Poppy Sr. tried to challenge him, but suddenly he became pensive. "... You don't actually think... that he thinks that, right, Bonkers?"

Bonkers shook his head. "You know Tock. All time is precious to him. Don't worry, I'm sure he's coming soon." With that, the two waited.

[Gumballtoid]

"Oooh, man. I'm gonna die of starvation if I don't eat soon," said a very distressed Poppy Jr. Chilly, equally hungry, kept on walking, paying no heed to his friend's complaints. Soon enough, Mr. Tick Tock's house came into sight. As they neared it, lots of yelling followed by an explosion could be heard.

"What the heck are they doin' in there?!" Poppy Jr. wondered aloud.
"Maybe they're being attacked!" Chilly suggested. Poppy Jr.'s wondered expression, upon hearing this, turned to shock, and he wasted no time in lighting a bomb and-- "What the heck are you doin'?!" Chilly yelled, grabbing the bomb and snuffing out the fuse. Meanwhile, Rocky, quickly tiring of the banter between the jester and the snowman, began rolling down the hill toward the house.

Slowly at first.

Then faster...

Then at a galloping pace! Chilly and Poppy Jr. watched in horror as Rocky, having become too fast to stop, rolled to the bottom of the hill, smashed through the fence, and...