<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/e6/2d/bb/e62dbb31b55ed7de74d4dbea60b38e3e.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mario<br/><strong>Title:</strong>Legend<br/><strong>Game:</strong>Mario Franchise<br/><strong>Time:</strong>January 18th, 0900<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Killzone - Team Two<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Prophet and Sheva, Open<strong>Mentioned:</strong>Rose, Tingle, and Prinny.<br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Mario was assessing the remaining group of gathered heroes. He glanced over at the man who would soon introduce himself as…a prophet? He sympathetically told him:<strong>It’s okay…it’ll grow back.</strong><br/><br/>Shuddering, Mario felt that he was able to compensate for its absence.<br/><br/>“I just had it a second ago,” he replied pathetically.<br/><br/>It had to be the simulation. His moustache was his pride and joy and the Killzone wasn’t about to have anyone<em>enjoy</em>themselves.<br/><br/>The fat kid was the creepiest one and when he started having an episode of nervous gas, Mario shuffled away from him to stand behind Sheva. It gave him a logical scapegoat as to why he would move in the first place, and boy was he glad he did. Her ass was so toned and taut in her pants…he hoped that she was on his team. Please be on his team! She would make for a good motivator.<br/><br/>But returning to the fat kid, he felt a wave of disturbance when Tingle had revealed that he was from Nintendo kingdom. Mario immediately wanted to shout<em>OBJECTION!</em>but that was going outside of his game and universe. Termina…fairy…was he Link’s boy? Mario made a face. He would have to help that guy choose better friends. He wasn’t going to be on his team was he? Please don’t be on his team! Please star gods!<br/><br/>Raising a hand to his face, Mario hid the visible expression of him mentally groaning. If the pajama-wearing fat kid wound up on his team, then he might contribute to him failing. He had a feeling that Tingle wouldn’t need any help with failure, but just in case, he was there to always aid a teammate.<br/><br/>The dark-skinned babe who he stood behind was next to introduce herself. Sheva; it sounded like the name of a vixen, which was clearly what she was. The camo just made her hotter. If he had his moustache, he might have had the confidence to flirt with her, but without it…tilting his head up to the sky, Mario tried to drink his tears back in.<br/><br/>“You’re a big boy come on,” Mario muttered to himself, and then exhaled a deep controlled breath. He had this. He could do this.<em>Focus on her hot accent.</em><br/><br/>“I look forward to working with you in the future,” Mario said with an eager grin expanding on his face. Please be on my team!<br/><br/><strong>All right…</strong><br/><br/>It was the moment that they were all waiting for.<br/><br/><strong>I will assign you all to a team…</strong><br/><br/>Mario crossed his arms behind his back and put on a rather stern face to hide his anxiety. His fingers were secretly crossed as well as he prayed,<em>Not the fat kid, not the fat kid, not the fat kid…</em><br/><br/><strong>Team One; Shanoa, Jack, Tingle…</strong><br/><br/>“YAHOO!” he cheered.<br/><br/><strong>..Sheva.</strong><br/><br/>“No; wait-wait a minute-come on aw…why does that team have all the babes?” Mario whined.<br/><br/>Mario sulked and glanced over to the remaining individuals.<br/><br/><strong>Team Two; Mario, Rose, Prophet, and Prinny.</strong><br/><br/>His brows furrowed and he puckered his lips in a rather salty pout.<br/><br/><em>We got the stupid penguin…</em>he thought.<br/><br/>Glancing over to Rose, the sight of the dark beauty lifted his spirits a bit. At least his team wasn’t an entire sausage fest…if penguins had sausages. Prinnies to be exact.<br/><br/>They were turned over to the five remaining KIs and Thunder Thighs was first to leave. Damn! What was with the women today?<br/><br/><strong>They’re not ready for me yet.</strong><br/><br/>She sounded like a serious hard-ass. Watching her walk away, he was right. Her ass had been almost as nice as Sheva’s.<br/>Then there were four. Then three as the great knight stalked off.<br/><br/><strong>Team two, you’ll be coming with me to begin with. We’re going to get started right away.</strong><br/><br/><em>Whew,</em>Mario mentally sighed. He remembered Guile describing Angeal to be somewhat of a nice guy. That just meant that their training was going to be a breeze. He then watched as Team One was welcomed into the rambunctious arms of Cole.<em>Maybe I actually got lucky not being on her team.</em><br/><br/>Mario followed along with his team to where Angeal led them to the start of an obstacle course.<br/><br/>“<em>Oh~</em>, this will be cake,” Mario said with a confident grin.<br/><br/><strong>Just to reiterate, you’re not going to be allowed to use any powers you might have, nor will there be any items involved in this test. You won’t need any gear for all of you to make it through to the end.</strong><br/><br/>“Shit, I forgot about that.”<br/><br/>No jumping. But…he was Mario. Jumping was what he did best. Of course, the type of jumping that he was envisioning were his superhuman leaps. It was going to be difficult jumping normally.<br/><br/><strong>All of you, line up and be ready to start moving. You will begin on my mark…and no, I’m afraid there’s no room for questions at this time.</strong><br/><br/>Mario walked over to the two poles and lifted the bill of his patrol cap to allow some cool air to rush across his brow. Damn, it was hot.<em>So much for asking where the bathroom is.</em><br/><br/><em>All right; let’s do this. Game face! Game face!</em>he thought as he pumped himself up. He was so glad that he had decided to change his ways. If he had still been as fat as Tingle before coming here, then he feared that he might not have made it through the course. His blue eyes rolled over to observe his teammates. They had to make it through the obstacle<em>together</em>. The only one he was concerned about was the penguin simply because well…he had no hands.<em>Shit! He has no hands! I’m just now noticing this!?!</em><br/><br/>How was that little shit supposed to climb anything? He would have to help give him a boost or the team would be screwed!<br/><br/>Just when Mario thought that the situation couldn’t get any worse, Angeal had started the timer before they could even huddle as a team. Mario took off. He came before the tire field and made short work of it, rapidly stepping through each tire one leg at a time. He grinned when he cleared it.<br/><br/><em>No sweat!</em>and then near staggered when he suddenly remembered the Prinny. Whirling, Mario watched to make sure the peg-legged pipsqueak could even complete it.<br/><br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Word Count: 1,061</strong> <strong>+3</strong></div>