<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>His Team, Open<strong>Mentioned:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>Mario briefly side-glanced Prophet not at all surprised that he made it through the tire trail. So his athleticism wasn’t all for show? Then again, they were just at the beginning of the course with much more to cover. Rose was helping the Prinny along much like a mother did a child learning to walk. Mario raised a hand to his face, peeking through his fingers as he continued to watch the painful sight. How embarrassing…When Rose picked up the penguin and carried him over to set him down like an ill-behaved animal, he lowered his hand and bore his teeth a little in a wince at her frustration.<br/><br/>“I can take him from here,” said Mario. He then puffed up proudly, barreled chest swelling within his camo top. “Afterall, this is my kinda’ course. I’ll make sure he touches everything so he can at least get credit.”<br/><br/>Mario bent over and grasped the Prinny by his sides just beneath his flipper pits and straightened. He stared at the creature almost forgetting that it was even alive. It looked like a plushy. Setting the peg-legged bird upon his shoulders, he turned toward the rest of the course with an analytical gaze. The next obstacle was a great wall and rope. His blue eyes flicked up to the Prinny or where he believed the penguin should had been.<br/><br/>“You better hang on tight. We can’t afford to waste any more time.”<br/><br/>Mario sprinted for the wall and didn’t seem to be interested in stopping.<em>Thunk, thunk, thunk!</em>His boots carried him up the wall for a brief period before he snagged the rope. He then climbed the rest of the way, pulling himself up and swinging his legs over to drop down on the other side. The plumber landed in a crouch, his hands posting on the ground to steady his balance as he exhaled a breath. Compared to how he started, carrying the Prinny was starting to feel like a workout with a weight on his shoulders. He was like a bloated sandbag.<br/><br/>“You should lay off the sardines, buddy,” Mario grumbled before he took off again.<br/><br/>He saw the mud ahead and his lips stretched in a long frown as he thought with facetious enthusiasm,<em>Of course!</em>. Grasping the Prinny, Mario treated him like a bowling ball. He remembered having to race Big Penguin in Cool, Cool Mountain. If the Prinny was a real penguin, then sliding on his belly across slick surfaces should have been second nature. Mario swung the penguin in a manner that he should have enough drive to slide across the mud safely beneath the barbed wire and all the way to the other side. The plumber followed behind him, quickly low-crawling through the mud.<br/><br/><em>I wonder how long this mud’s been here?</em>he mused. Hopefully, it wasn’t a stagnant pile. If it was, then they might as well should have been crawling through shit. Once Mario crawled out from the mud, he stood up right and gazed pathetically down at his mud-caked uniform. With two fingers, he scraped up a glob of mud and redrew his moustache. The pit mud had been much darker and thicker than the mud he had used earlier. He was able to give his pseudo-stache a nice gentleman’s curl at the ends.<br/><br/>Smiling proudly, Mario muttered to himself, “I wish I had a mirror.”<br/><br/>Back to the obstacle course, he picked up the Prinny and raced over to the Jacob’s rope ladder and just outright stopped. From the bottom to the top, Mario craned his head until it seemed like the sun was burning his eyes. He then stepped toward the ladder and grabbed it to see how wobbly it was. He had to carry Prinny up that?<br/><br/>Setting the penguin down, Mario crossed his arms before his chest and fussed, “Next! Someone else needs to carry this guy around. I got him over the wall and through the mud. Somebody else can get him over this ladder.”<br/><br/><div class="floatright"><strong>Word Count: 669</strong> <strong>+2</strong> <strong>Level up!</strong></div>