GLOOMTAIL interviews KING K
 
By Dark Koopa

Gloomtail: Welcome, inferior mortals, to Gl-

Lemmy: Lemmy's Interview Show!

Gloomtail: What? WHAT?!

Lemmy: Um... Lemmy's Interview Show?

Gloomtail: WHO IS THIS CRETIN TRYING TO STEAL CREDIT FOR MY WORKS?!

Lemmy: Uh... Lemmy. Kinda said that twice now...

Gloomtail: Lemmy who?

Lemmy: Lemmy Koopa. C'mon, everyone knows me.

Gloomtail: I don't.

Lemmy: Son of Bowser, Clown Prince, created Lemmy's Land... the site you're on?

Gloomtail: I'm not on a site, you fool! I'm not even sitting at a computer. While I'm sure there are plenty of these "Internets" dedicated to me, I've never actually gone to one, so I must insist you take your insane accusations elsewhere!

Lemmy: Where's the people I usually bother?

Gloomtail: They were disposed of for being inferior to I. And you're next, you peon.

Lemmy: ... Lemmy's Interview Show!

Gloomtail: ...

(Gloomtail Megabreaths Lemmy.)

Lemmy: Stinky...

Gloomtail: That out of the way, I bring you my guest, some inferior Koopa who fought at some place called the Glitz Pit, King K. By the way, a king is nothing compared to a GOD.

King K: Sup dawg?

Gloomtail: ... Ohh, this is bad.

King K: Huh?

Gloomtail: I am not a dog. I am a dragon. Even the most foolish of fools can figure that out.

King K: I didn't mean the animal dog. I meant as in like "pal".

Gloomtail: I'm not your pal, friend!

King K: Well, I'm not your friend, buddy.

Gloomtail: Enough of this! I will ask you a bunch of questions now, and you WILL answer immediately, or else!

King K: Err, sure.

Gloomtail: First, why do you say stupid things like "dawg"?

King K: It's due to where I grew up, G.

Gloomtail: My name is not "G", it's Gloomtail. If you're too lazy to say the entire name, you can just get out!

King K: Okay.

Gloomtail: Hey, you can't leave yet!

King K: But didn't you just sa-

Gloomtail: Attempt to leave and PERISH!

King K: ...

Gloomtail: That's better. Now, did you really think you'd stand a chance in the Glitz Pit with only 4 HP? FOUR HP?

King K: Well, I hoped bringing some friends would even the odds a bit...

Gloomtail: 19th of 20. All you did was beat a bunch of Goombas! Gwahahah-

(A Goomba drops a stagelight on Gloomtail.)

Gloomtail: -a. I WILL DESTROY YOU!

(The Goomba runs off.)

Gloomtail: Yeah, that's what I thought! Foolish weaklings aside- even though you are a foolish weakling...

King K: ...

Gloomtail: Where'd you find your teammates?

King K: I see no need to answer anymore questions from someone as uncool as you.

Gloomtail: Uncool- UNCOOL AS ME?! I AM THE EPITOME OF COOL, YOU FOOL! See that?! I'm so awesome I made that rhyme! Now stop objecting before I Megabreath you into oblivion!

King K: ... Fine. My teammates were a couple of homies from where I lived that were interested in fighting like I was.

Gloomtail: Shame they were so weak! Gwahahaha!

King K: ...

Gloomtail: Gwahahaha!

King K: ... Just ask your next question.

Gloomtail: Silence! I must laugh some more! Gwahahaha!

King K: You done?

Gloomtail: Bit more. Gwahahah-

(Gloomtail is hit with another stagelight.)

Gloomtail: -a. YOU FOOLISH LIGHT PERSON, PREPARE TO BE OBLITERATED!

King K: Nobody's up there.

Gloomtail: A ghost! Prepare to die, ghost!

(Gloomtail Megabreaths the air.)

Gloomtail: Take that, you foolish specter of invisibility!

King K: Aren't ghosts already dead?

Gloomtail: I'll be the one to ask questions around here, mortal. Now... aren't ghosts already dead?

King K: ...

Gloomtail: Right, new question! What's the difference between you and a regular Koopa?

King K: Well, our shells are yellow and... well, that's it.

Gloomtail: Red is better than yellow, therefore making you inferior! As if there weren't enough things doing that already! Now, how did you find out about Grubba's leeching machine thing?

King K: I don't appreciate that yellow comment, but I will answer your question anyway. I walked into his office to talk about retiring, and the guy went berserk. He had what looked like some blueprints in his hand, but I never got a good look at them, so I don't know why he was so paranoid. I didn't see much else as I was soon knocked out and put in the machine.

Gloomtail: So you let that weakling Grubba take you out, huh? Figures.

King K: I wouldn't call him weak, dawg. His machine made him incredibly powerful.

Gloomtail: I can take him. I am god, after all.

(Macho Grubba busts through the wall.)

Macho Grubba: Oh really, son?

Gloomtail: I'm not your son! I'm almost positive I'm older than you!

Macho Grubba: It's a sayin-

Gloomtail: Shut it with your sayings! You really think you could take me, an 80 HP boss, with your mere 60 HP?

Macho Grubba: It's about more than HP, you f-

Gloomtail: 60 HP! 60 HP!

(Macho Grubba grumbles and exits back through the wall.)

Gloomtail: And you're paying for that wall. God demands it!

Macho Grubba: No!

Gloomtail: Rawr. Now K, as I refuse to call someone a king, what were you planning to do when you retired?

King K: Rapper.

(Gloomtail's eyes narrow.)

King K: ... What?

Gloomtail: And what do you do now that you’ve retired?

King K: I'm a waiter at the Glitz Pit bar.

Gloomtail: ... Gwahahahaha!

King K: ... Yeah, well, forget you, too.

Gloomtail: Gwahaha-

(A stagelight falls, but Gloomtail dodges it. He then Megabreaths the air and a Boo falls to the ground unconscious.)

Gloomtail: Hah!

King K: ... Wow.

Count Blacula: RANDOM DISTRACTION!

Gloomtail: Silence! Anyone else who uses running gags will be destroyed!

Bullet Bill: Aluminum!

One destruction later...

Gloomtail: Now, I grow tired of asking mindless questions, so I shall allow a select few mortals to get their 15 seconds of fame by being associated with me! Seat 35.

Moon Cleft: What'd you think of the Glitz Pit rumors? That is, before Grubba attacked you?

King K: I thought they were a bunch of nonsense, and that most were just coincidences.

Gloomtail: You! Moon Cleft! Should you not be on the moon? Yet you are not on the moon, are you? Explain, fool.

Moon Cleft: You're not exactly one to talk. You're not really gloomy for someone called Gloomtail.

Gloomtail: Hm... You have a point. Here is my response to that.

(Gloomtail eats the Moon Cleft.)

Gloomtail: Ugh... Remind me to never eat a rock again. Seat 77.

Rawk Hawk: King K, did you really think you could beat the RAWK?

King K: Not really. I mostly joined to make some money...

Rawk Hawk: Yeah, that's what I thought. Nobody can handle the RAWK!

Gloomtail: Hm... Is Rawk like rock?

Rawk Hawk: No, you idiot! I'm not like a rock at all!

Gloomtail: Oh, okay then.

(Gloomtail eats Rawk Hawk.)

Gloomtail: Yum. Well, I'm getting kind of full, so no more audience questions today.

Heavy Weapons Guy: Put dispenser here.

Gloomtail: No.

Heavy Weapons Guy: Put teleport here.

Gloomtail: I have no intentions of putting a teleporter there.

King K: I'm gonna go then...

Gloomtail: Fine, whatever. You're useless to me now. Now, cameraman, surely my first Interview was a huge success.

Stupid Cameraman: No, not really. Everyone stopped watching because they found you to be either a moron or a monster who eats anyone that says something you don't like.

(Gloomtail eats the stupid cameraman.)

Gloomtail: I don't like what he said.

(A nearby phone rings. Gloomtail answers it.)

Gloomtail: Hello?

Mr. L: Hi, Billy Mays here!

Gloomtail: I will DESTROY you!

Mr. L: Put the power back in your shower, put the shower back in your power, and set it free with Kaboom!

Gloomtail: You're not Billy Mays at all!

Mr. L: Soap scum!

(Mr. L hangs up.)

Gloomtail: How dare he call ME scum?!

***

(Lemmy opens the closet door and Dark Koopa, Thumbs, and Pura fall out.)

Lemmy: Hey, this isn't the bathroom.

Dark Koopa: Freedom!

Pura: It wasn't even locked, was it?

Thumbs: I didn't check.

Lemmy: Hey guys, where's the bathroom?

Thumbs: I didn't check.

Dark Koopa: Is the Interview over?

Thumbs: I didn't check.

Dark Koopa: When are you going to stop saying "I didn't check"?

Thumbs: I didn't check.

Dark Koopa: It's like I'm talking to a tape recorder.

Mr. L's Tape Recorder: End transmission!

Dark Koopa: What an awful character.

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