(Yes, 1-up Boo, Vim, Kingfin, and Void are soaring through the sky still… well, space now.)
Vim: I have a question.
1-up Boo: Don’t care.
Vim: But-
1-up Boo: If it has anything to do with the fact that the time bomb somehow rocketed us so far we have been floating in space for weeks or months now, I do not care.
Vim: But… Never mind.
Kingfin: Me hungry.
1-up Boo: You don’t eat.
Kingfin: Oh.
1-up Boo: You know, if we ever get back to that rust bucket planet we came from, I’m going to destroy the guy who’s responsible for this.
Kingfin: That old man person?
1-up Boo: YES! I feel like… like… umm…
Vim: You got nothing, don’t you?
1-up Boo: NO! I’ll just use you to think.
(1-up Boo attempts to move towards Vim and punch him, but has no luck.)
1-up Boo: CURSE YOU, SPACE!
Vim: Huh, I’m beginning to like it here now.
1-up Boo: Quiet.
Void: Now what?
1-up Boo: Why haven’t you spoken?
Void: I was meditating…
1-up Boo: Weird.
Sometime later...
1-up Boo: Rock, paper, scissors!
Vim: For the last time, we can’t play “Rock, Paper, Scissors!” All of our hands except Void’s are fins or something!
1-up Boo: So? Void did scissors, so you lose!
Vim: You lost too.
1-up Boo: No, I’m the leader, and leaders can’t lose.
Vim: Yes they-
1-up Boo: OBJECTION!
Vim: What?
1-up Boo: OBJECTION! As leader, I declare you wrong.
Vim: …
12 seconds later...
1-up Boo: I spy with my evil ghostly eye… something… yellow.
Vim: That star, that sun, there’s another star-
1-up Boo: Wrong! You fail! Bwa ha ha!
Vim: But that’s the only thing yello-
1-up Boo: Nope! There are tons of tiny little yellow things on that comet.
Vim: What comet?
1-up Boo: That one.
(What looks like a comet is coming towards them very fast.)
Void: This may hurt.
Kingfin: I’m hun-
(All four fall face-first into a… place. I think it’s a comet observatory, but it could be an ice cream parlor.)
Kingfin: -gry.
1-up Boo: That hurt. I have a scratch. Wait, I can get scratches?
Void: I would think you would be more concerned for the fact that you’re bleeding.
1-up Boo: Ghosts can bleed?
Vim: *sigh…*
(Vim suddenly realizes that they are not on a comet.)
Vim: Where are we?!
1-up Boo: A bruise too? I can get bruises?
Vim: You should be wondering what this place is!
1-up Boo: Another scratch…
Vim: …
???: Hi!
(The four turn around to see a Luma.)
Luma: Hi!
1-up Boo: … It’s... It’s… What is the word?
Vim: Cute?
1-up Boo: … What’s cute?
Luma: Here’s a dictionary.
1-up Boo: Thanks, Let’s see… cute… Ah, here it is!
(1-up Boo reads some complicated definition.)
1-up Boo: Yep, that’s the word I’m looking for.
Luma: Hi! Want some ice cream?
1-up Boo: ICE CREAM!
(1-up Boo takes the ice cream and eats it in one bite.)
Kingfin: ME HUNGRY!
Luma: Steak?
Kingfin: Yay.
Void: Awkward.
1-up Boo: Hey, star thing.
Luma: Yes?
1-up Boo: Do you have a leader?
Luma: Yes, she’s not here right now.
1-up Boo: Can I go take a look around then?
Luma: Only if your friend with a mask interviews me.
1-up Boo: What? Him? Oh no, you don’t want Vim to interview you. He’s… err… RAVENOUS!
Luma: He looks friendly.
1-up Boo: Fine, only because you’re… umm…
Vim: Cute.
1-up Boo: Yeah, that’s it.
(1-up Boo floats off.)
Vim: …
(Vim looks at the Luma.)
Luma: HI!
Void: I’ll go in those chairs.
(Void does so.)
Kingfin: Good steak.
Luma: I made it myself.
Vim: OKAY! Let’s start, shall we?
Luma: Okay! Friends!
(Many Lumas begin going in the chairs, forming an audience.)
Vim: Okay, do all Lumas eventually become something?
Luma: No, most choose to for glory or something but they can choose to remain as Lumas if they wish.
Vim: Wonderful, how do you float?
Luma: Well keep in mind that some Lumas turn into Power Stars at the end of their lives. And the power of a Power Star is more than enough to overcome any force of gravity.
Vim: Fascinating.
Luma: Yes, I wrote a book on it.
Vim: “Gravity and Lumas: Book 96”. Okay…
1-up Boo: Not much to do here.
Luma: It’s a comet observatory in the middle of space.
1-up Boo: So? You can still have TV.
Vim: Do you mind?
1-up Boo: Yes, I mind very much, thank you.
Vim: *sigh* Can Lumas by any chance choose to change color?
Luma: Nope, just random what color we become when made, although most of the time it’s yellow. Why? Because yellow is cool.
Vim: Have any Lumas seen any other lifeforms besides Mario or Rosalina?
Luma: Yeah, there’s the Lumas in the galaxies. remember?
Vim: Oh yeah.
1-up Boo: Heh, you forgot that.
Vim: Quiet you.
1-up Boo: Hmm… Hey Luma star thing, got any chips?
Luma: For?
1-up Boo: I’m hungry.
Luma: Okay, that Luma will escort you.
1-up Boo: All right, Void, come. We are going chip hunting.
Void: Okay?
Kingfin: Bye, boss.
Luma: Hi.
Vim: Hello… How come Hungry Lumas become bigger when you feed them but if you feed regular Lumas, like, 900 Star Bits nothing happens?
Luma: Awkward question, but I’ll answer it. I don’t have the slightest clue.
(A paper is thrown at the Luma.)
Luma: Oh wait, Star Bits hold lots of power. When the big Lumas eat them they turn into mass which they use to transform into planets and such. Other Lumas, who will end up turning into Power Stars or just stars, turn the Star Bits into pure energy, which they will use once they transform when the galaxy’s life cycle is done.
Vim: All right, whe-
1-up Boo: How’s it going?
Vim: Not good anymore.
1-up Boo: How nice of you.
Vim: What about the chips?
1-up Boo: I didn’t feel like searching so I left Void and the Luma to do it.
Vim: Okay then, do Lumas eat anything besides Star Bits?
Luma: Well, we never really got to find out since we are in deep space, as you know. But we probably don’t since Star Bits are made of an energy substance that allows us to absorb them.
Vim: Hm, so you don’t technically eat Star Bits.
Luma: Nope.
1-up Boo: How interesting. Where are my chips?! *cocks shotgun*
Vim: Where did you get that?!
1-up Boo: I found it in a safe.
Luma: But you’d need to have a key to open it.
1-up Boo: Heh, no you don’t. *pulls out rocket launcher*
Vim: Where do you keep that anyway?
1-up Boo: Uhhh… hmmm…
Vim: *sigh…*
Luma: Audience questions?
Vim: Okay, seat 244.
Blue Luma: What makes the one Black Luma bigger than all the others? ‘Cause I don’t know.
Luma: Rosalina probably cast some spell on her. Or he used to be a super massive black hole, BWA HA HA!
Vim: …
Luma: HI!
Blue Luma: Interesting.
1-up Boo: CHIPS!
(Vim turns around to see Void carrying a bowl of chips, extra salty.)
1-up Boo: Yum.
Void: Found it in a safe.
Luma: You need a key for that safe too!
Void: No you don’t. *shoots a shadow blast into space*
Luma: Chaotic aren’t they?
Vim: Yes, seat 178.
Alien Goomba: Were the Lumas surprised when they saw Mario?
Luma: Rosalina told us of Mario coming, so no.
Vim: Seat… You know, you ask something, Void.
Void: All right, do Lumas have any hobbies they do here?
Luma: We watch television.
1-up Boo: But you said- Never mind.
Vim: Guess we’re done.
1-up Boo: Yep. Say, where’s Kingfin?
Voice of Kingfin: Over here! Me find things!
(They head over to Kingfin to see escape pods or something.)
1-up Boo: And these are…?
Luma: Escape pods.
1-up Boo: And there’s four, can we use them?
Luma: Yes, but they’re not really ready yet so there’s a 2.16% chance you will go far from your destination in another horrorific adventure that troubles your lives.
1-up Boo: I like those odds.
Vim: …
1-up Boo: All right, let’s go. See ya, Luma.
Luma: Bye.
(They all go in an escape pod. Yes, even Kingfin can fit in one. Must be roomy.)
1-up Boo: Hmm… A radio. Hello?
Vim’s voice: Huh?
1-up Boo: Heh, neat, I can speak to you through this radio thing! HI VIM!
Vim: Uuuuugh.
Void: Hmmm… This may hurt.
Kingfin’s voice: Me agree.
Void: Woah, cool.
(All the escape pods release.)
Luma: Those guys were fun. Hmmm… They left their camera here.
(The Luma looks at the shotgun.)
Luma: What the hey.
(The Luma shoots the camera.)
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