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[Almaz]

Awesome. Wonder who gets voted out first...

yeah...

[Bob-omb]

Well we will see

[Miku Hatsune]

*stares in ecitement*

[Paper Peach]

It's awesome! "Tastes like Cucco" XD sorry, that part just stood out for me

[Celeste Dimentia]

Well, I'm glad you're liking this. The next chapter... is done!

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DAY 3: Of Love and Betrayal

TRIBE IWATA

It is morning, but barely, and the sun has yet to appear.

Game and Watch awakens. He sits up, looking around. Everyone else is asleep, except...

Samus' armor lies empty in the bushes. Game and Watch excitedly searches for the female warrior. He spies footprints leading away from camp. He follows, his footsteps clicking with anticipation.

He walks for some time, hoping that Samus is alright.

He comes through some rough terrain to a clearing, a great dusty expanse surrounded by sickly trees and dying shrubs.

But at that moment it is the most beautiful thing in the world.

Samus is in the middle of it, bikini clad, moving gracefully. A small speaker is near her, and it emits the sad and slow waltz to which she dances.

Game and Watch beeps in amazement at the divine beauty before him.

She turns at the sound and she is startled for a moment, but it fades into welcome. She extends her hand, and awaits him. He sheepishly moves forward, his black softening to red as he takes it.

She moves and he follows; they dance in the darkness.

A sliver of light creeps over the horizon and the couple is highlighted, their love cast long with the shadows on the earth.

TRIBE MIYAMOTO

As the sun rises, we see the tribe toiling, their backs bent from the work, and Mewtwo still overseeing them. He watches them from the top of his jungle fortress, which the poor castaways have constructed in the night. It is a series of levels, each with special features (all for Mewtwo) and at the top is a great throne decorated with all manner of exotic plant. From his perch, he smiles.

Zelda collapses on the ground and Falco helps her up. Suddenly, Sheik is in her place and punches Falco in the beak. He stumbles and mutters a curse.

Falcon has long since removed his shirt, and his mammoth muscles explode with sweat as he hauls wood to the fortress. Luigi is also in a moderate state of undress, and his flabby white form sweats profusely as he drags a small rock across the ground. Bowser pushes him over and garrumphs a laugh.

LUIGI: Ow! Eh... Why-a me?

NESS: Hey! Don't pick on him!

Bowser turns.

BOWSER: And why not, you little brat?

Ness chooses to respond by throwing a PK Fire. It blows Bowser up into the sky. Bowser uses his flight, and turns over, his spikes pointing downward. He falls to the earth, and although Ness tries to escape him, the koopa lands smack on him. Luigi runs over and karate chops Bowser's exposed underbelly; Bowser wails and kicks outward with his legs. Luigi is sent tumbling across the ground.

MEWTWO: ENOUGH!!

They stop.

MEWTWO: I will not have fighting in my ranks. Back to work. The bowling alley awaits completion!

They work until dawn.

MEWTWO: Hah! Very well... you may rest now.

All fall to the ground and are asleep.

Mewtwo laughs at their slacking but stops suddenly, sensing something from the mailbox area. He floats over, and sees new mail sticking from the primitive device. He pulls it out and reads it.

It is an invitation to the first challenge.

Mewtwo hovers back to the camp.

MEWTWO: AWAKE!!!!!!!!!!!

TRIBE IWATA

It is morning, and the tribe awakens to find Game and Watch and Samus (in full armor) sitting around the campfire, holding hands and conversing in beep-talk.

The rest of them stumble over, bewildered at this odd pairing. Nothing is said for a minute.

MARIO: Uhh....

SAMUS: Mr. Game and Watch and I are... well you see... we're...

PEACH: Playing Pattycake?

SAMUS: No, see we...

LINK: Are performing the ritual of Good Harvest?

SAMUS: Uh, no, we're...

GANONDORF: Transmitting nutrients through your hands?

SAMUS: NO! We're in love.

Silence.

FOX: That shouldn't be... possible.

LINK: You hath not the same number of dimensions!

SAMUS: Can't you see? That doesn't matter to us! We are kindred spirits here, the lonely silent ones! We have found comfort in each other's arms and fallen into a deep romance that knows no bounds. Our differences only make our love stronger (she looks into his face) and nothing will ever break it.

Again, silence.

KIRBY: ... Yeah, but he's flat.

Samus sighs, and Game and Watch beeps.

FOX: (who had wandered away, stupefied) Hey look, we got mail!

He brings it back to camp and they read it.

They pack up and prepare for the challenge.

REWARD/IMMUNITY CHALLENGE

The two tribes converge in a special clearing. Before them is a long obstacle course filled with pitfalls and strange things to overcome. Tribe Iwata is looking chipper, but Tribe Miyamoto is looking every kind of tired, with a little bit of spiritually crushed and a sprinkle of dead.

JEFF: Hey guys. How goes it?

MEWTWO: Well Jeff, I have effectively led my team to build an incredible fortress of such magnitude that it blocks out the sun between 1-2 in the afternoon, and we are confident that I will capture the immunity trophy today.

JEFF: Well, Mewtwo, to win this one, ALL of your teammates are going to have to cross the finish line before the other tribe, so it'll be a team effort.

Mewtwo looks at his 3/4 dead team and his brow furrows.

JEFF: What you will win: besides immunity, you will be awarded this Dangerous Animal Repellant, for those nights when you hear scary noises. Alright, let's do it.

The two teams line up at the starting line.

JEFF: Ready... GO!

Tribe Iwata gets off to a good start, stumbling over a cargo net up to a climbing wall, but the other tribe is, understandably, having some trouble.

MEWTWO: Get moving you urchins! Fools! CRETINS!!!

No one moves anywhere.

Mewtwo decides to take matters into his own hands. He picks up Bowser and punts him over the cargo net and through the climbing wall, who rolls to a stop on the wood bridge. Next, the Pokémon picks up the lifeless forms of Ness and Falcon and flies them up over the wall, depositing them onto the bridge next to Bowser.

Meanwhile, the more together tribe continues on, braving the rope bridge and reaching the final obstacle, the Mud Pit. They dive in and begin to slog through.

Mewtwo has now gotten all of his unconscious tribe onto the bridge. Muttering to himself, he begins tossing them high through the air and into the mud. They each land with a magnificent splat.

After much scrambling, the entirety of Tribe Iwata crosses the finish line except for Ganondorf, whose unbelievably slow pace is only further weakened by the mud. He moves with the speed of half a sloth as his teammates shout to him from the finish line. White powder pours out of his mouth as his teeth grind and gnash.

Mewtwo is still hard at work chucking his teammates across the line as Ganondorf inches ever closer. He thinks he's got them all... but wait. He mentally counts. Someone is missing. He frantically searches, and sees Bowser, face-down in the muck, bubbles belching beside him. Mewtwo quickly floats over and grabs Bowser by the tail. He pulls him out and starts to make for the finish line. Suddenly, though, he stops. He is unable to pull Bowser any farther. He looks, and sees that Bowser is grasping a long root tightly in his hands. The root leads back into the mud and deep within the ground. Grimy mud runs down Bowser's evilly smiling face.

MEWTWO: NOOO!!!!

The Pokémon tugs and tugs, but the root won't give and neither will Bowser. Ganondorf is almost there!

MEWTWO: Come ON!

All of a sudden, Bowser laughs and relinquishes his hold on the root. At that exact moment, Mewtwo pulls with all his might and Bowser is flung headlong across the muck. Mewtwo falls into the sludge from his own force. Bowser flies and bowls over Ganondorf, both of them rolling across the finish.

Team Iwata jumps up and down with glee, screaming. Jeff hands over the Immunity Idol to Mario, and he flashes the peace sign.

Mewtwo picks himself up out of the mud, his face red with anger.

JEFF: Tribe Miyamoto, this way to Tribal Council.

The tribe is beaming, perhaps even happier than the winners, as they walk down the stone path to the Council chambers. That is, except for Mewtwo, who slinks over sadly.

TRIBAL COUNCIL

JEFF: Alright everybody, light your torches. (they do) This, my friends, is Tribal Council. This is where you will have to reflect on your own actions, and your relationships with the others as you choose who you will vote to leave the tribe. These torches represent your life here in Survivor and once you are gone, they are snuffed out. Alright, time to vote. One by one, make your way up there to the-

MEWTWO: I'll just go now.

He leaves.

JEFF: Uh... I guess... the tribe has spoken. (Snuffs torch)

A great cheer rises up from Tribe Iwata. Bowser claps Falcon on the back and he tumbles off the risers. Ness high fives Luigi. Falco hugs Sheik, and Sheik decks him.

Donkey Kong just does a little dance.

CLOSING COMMENTS:

MEWTWO: Well, I hope you in-bred fools are content. You have just gotten rid of your only chance of winning this game. Goodbye. Oh, and it was the experience of a lifetime! I'd do it again just the same, yada-yada-yada.
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[Tails Doll]

G&W is too simple for me to care for at any level of any type.

On the other half, the jerkwad was taken care of.

[Para]

"Tribe Iwata is looking chipper, but Tribe Miyamoto is looking every kind of tired, with a little bit of spiritually crushed and a sprinkle of dead."

Best line in the chapter. lol

[Kirby]

Keep up the good work!

[Almaz]

I'll do my step-by-step rating system.

Samus & G&W: PERFECT! It's just awesome how much in-detail you can go with romance.

Metwto's Boot Camp: It's only alright. Sure, he slavedrived, but that was all we saw. DK and Falcon got no opinion, Luigi just pretty much was a whimp, and Bowser cracked under too little pressure. I mean, the guy has fallen into HOW many lava pits and bottomless holes, plus bombs, star beams, splitting in half, being crushed by a dinosaur, being shot, and several other deadly situations. Overall, I think you seriously underestimated the load that Bowser could put on, and underestimated Luigi's. DK barely did anything, either.

Challenge: A little more detail would've been nice. Again, Donkey Kong did far too little, and Team Iwata's efforts, other than Ganondorf in the mud pit, were all but neglected. However, the ending with Bowser was really nice.

Tribal Counsil: Yeah, not much I can say. Mewtwo left, but there was really no argument. Plus, I'd like to see who Mewtwo would've voted for,(probably Bowser) and comments from the group, but it was good.

Overall: 7.8/10

[Celeste Dimentia]

Well, I didn't have much to do today. Thanks Mister I for the rating, though I had pretty much this whole next chapter done by the time I saw it. I'll take those words to heart. And thanks to everyone else for their thoughts and views, as well. And now, without further preamble... here is the next installment.

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Day 4: Feathers and Paper

TRIBE MIYAMOTO

The tribe has skipped back to camp, joking and playing, ecstatic that the oppressive Mewtwo is no more. Upon arrival, they remembered the great lodgings they had constructed and threw a small party (more rice).

LUIGI: (chewing) Thees is-a pretty sweet, eh?

FALCO: You said it shortstuff. Pass the corn meal.

FALCON: Yeah, this great place and everything... man this is the life.

ZELDA: Just like home...(sniffle)

Zelda weeps. Everybody gets a little uncomfortable. Finally, Falco sighs and walks her away from the others, a little into the woods.

FALCO: What's wrong, Princess?

ZELDA: (sniff) Please, Falco, call me Zelda... and nothing.

FALCO: (hands her a hanky) That's not nothing.

ZELDA: I just... miss my home.

FALCO: (is not good at this sort of thing) Yeah...

ZELDA: Oh, hold me (throws self onto Falco).

FALCO: Gah!

He hesitates, but then returns her embrace. She pulls back and looks up into his eyes. Tears remain on the edges of them. Suddenly she kisses his beak. Falco gives in. They kiss passionately, and Falco smiles cockily at his easy victory. But just then he realizes he's kissing some sort of cloth. He looks up, and sees Sheik's mask.

FALCO: Oh no.

The others are too busy celebrating to hear his screams.

TRIBE IWATA

It is morning, and the tribe yawns awake. They are content with their victory from the night before.

Mario is off in the bushes, trimming his moustache. Ganondorf watches him and chuckles. Moving with uncanny stealth, he sneaks up behind the happily humming Mario and tackles him. The others hear Mario's yelps and Ganondorf's mad laughter as they wrestle around.

Suddenly, Ganondorf jumps out of the bushes, whistling inconspicuously. They watch as he strolls back to his hammock. Mario picks himself up out of the bushes. The others gasp as he reveals his face, which is completely devoid of hair. Ganondorf shaved off Mario's moustache. The awkward silence is broken only by the delirious laughter of the mighty Gerudo, who rolls out of the hammock, clutching himself.

The sight of Mario's missing moustache is so horrifically odd that many of the tribesmen take a step back.

MARIO: (quietly) Eetsa-me!...Mario.

Ganondorf has passed out on the ground from laughing.

PEACH: Well, this just won't do. Mario, come with me!

They disappear into the bushes. For about twenty minutes strange sounds come out - sawing and grinding, yelping and crying. The others wait patiently.

Finally, they reappear.

PEACH: How do you like it guys?

Mario has a crudely cut black piece of construction paper (in the general shape of his moustache) taped to his face. He is sulking.

FOX: It looks...

GAME AND WATCH: Beep Beeper.

FOX: What he said.

Mario wanders over to his bed with a sullen little 'yahoo' and lays down. Ganondorf, tears on his face, stands up. They all look at him angrily.

GANONDORF: What is this? Can ye not understand a practical joke? Quite the jokester, I, what-yes? Ha, a hearty bunch!

He claps Fox on the back.

TRIBE MIYAMOTO

Morning arrives. They all get up and have breakfast, all tired from the wild night before.

LUIGI: (looking around) Where ees-a Falco?

Everyone searches about the camp, but there is no sign of him. Sheik sits silently, eating her rice.

FALCON: (far off) I found him!

They all follow the sound of Falcon's voice, and they come upon a strange scene.

Falco is tied upside-down to a gigantic tree. He is about 30 feet off the ground and is tethered up there by Sheik's chain, which is also in his mouth, restricting speech. All of his feathers have been plucked. Most of them are scattered about the area, but some have been nailed to the ground with Sheik's needles. They are arranged to read, in big blue letters, "NO TOUCHY". Falco's red eyes widen at the sight of his teammates.

FALCO: Urrrmph.

FALCON: (sigh) Let's get him down.

Two hours pass as they get him down. They sit around the campfire and put a blanket over the shivering Falco.

FALCO:... And it was TERRIBLE. (cries)

FALCON: There, there, baldy, it's ok now.

Once in awhile, one of them will glance at Zelda in fear. She is confused.

ZELDA: I... don't know what's wrong with me (weeps).

Ness comforts her.

BOWSER: I think we need to have a word with... uh... Sheik, Princess.

ZELDA: I don't control it! And I think she's hiding.

Silence.

NESS: I have an idea. (everyone listens) Okay, I could go into your mind, and reason with Sheik.

FALCO: Do you have that kind of power?

NESS: Potentially it could be risky to both of us.

ZELDA: I don't care. I just need to know what's going on inside my own head!

NESS: Okay...

He reaches over to touch her head, glances at the message written in feathers over on the ground, and decides to go for it. He makes contact, and summoning all of his power, enters her mind.

He cannot see clearly at first; all is a blur. Then he sees her... Sheik, standing in the darkness with her back turned. She turns around suddenly.

SHEIK: WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!

NESS: AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!

TRIBE IWATA

They go about their business for the rest of the day, stopping to laugh at Mario now and then, but all is normal.

TRIBE MIYAMOTO

They watch and wait as the two bodies remain lifeless from where they collapsed during the mindmeld. They take shifts, making sure they're both still breathing, and hope for the best.

Night falls.
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I should have at least one more chapter up, later today (Saturday).

[Para]

Wow. The storyline has gotten really deep quickly! And it's amazing how fast you make these chapters with the quality that it has.

[Celeste Dimentia]

Ah ha ha... thank you. Realize that half of it is winging it at the time that I write it, while the other half is generally already planned out. I also have notes on each of the characters, keeping track of how they develop and such. Half organization, half improvisation my friend... the winning formula. For me, anyway.

For example, I already know the fates of each and every character... the good, the bad, and the ugly.

[Piccolo the Pixl]

Falco = PWNT!

[Almaz]

I'd say, pretty good overall. The thing with Peach and Mario and the construction paper is a bit awkward, but it's still alright. Falco and Zelda and Sheik... Three's Company. But, it was still pulled off supurbly. Would've like to see more Samus & G&W, and their reactions to Ganondorf, AND how one can influence the other. But, this chapter was overall good. Hard to imagine Falco bald, though, and it seems like Zelda is more "Damsall in distress" than "Heroine with Magic" now. But overall, it was a good chapter.

I'll give it a 7.6/10 Pretty good, but an overall character reaction from everyone in the group would've been a bit nicer.

[Celeste Dimentia]

I give you - the next chapter!

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Day 5: Food Issues

TRIBE IWATA

The day begins as normal, and Link is fishing.

LINK: (to self) If only there were Hylian Loach in these parts... our tribe could have a royal feast!

He continues to fish with his sinking lure, not having much luck. Suddenly, a large hand on his shoulder startles him. He whirls around, drawing his weapon. It is Ganondorf. He yells and raises the Master Sword.

GANONDORF: Wait!

Link stops.

GANONDORF: Listen well. I do not wish to fight you. Well, I DO wish to fight you, but not at this time. What I'm trying to say is... (he has trouble)... I think that perhaps, for this game...

LINK: Yes...

GANONDORF: We should set aside our animosity, and just play.

Link is shocked.

GANONDORF: Yes, I understand that this may be unexpected. But, it needs to be done. Will you accept? (extends hand)

Link considers it, and takes his hand.

TRIBE MIYAMOTO

Falcon is monitoring the still forms of Zelda and Ness as the others (others being the newly feathered Falco, Bowser, Luigi and Kirby) awaken.

BOWSER: They dead yet?

FALCON: Uh, no, Bowser, they aren't dead.

BOWSER: That's a shame. Could eat 'em if they were dead.

Falcon shakes his head.

FALCON: Crude though he may be, Bowser brings up a valid question: Where's our next meal going to come from?

LUIGI: What-a are you talking about? We-a have enough-a rice to last us weeks!

FALCON: We did have enough, but a certain hungry somebody raided the rice bucket last night. (looks at Kirby)

KIRBY: (is significantly plumper than usual) What?

FALCO: You little fart! You ate our rice!

They all advance on Kirby.

KIRBY: Uh, you got it all wrong! It was, uh, Falco! Yeah! Look at him! (Falco is emaciated) All fatty and happy! I... ah crap.

They all tackle him.

*One hour later*

Kirby is tied to a tree, and Falcon is speaking, with the others nearby agreeing.

FALCON: Kirby: for the gross eating of most to all of our food and nearby firewood, we, the Miyamoto Tribe, sentence you to two days tied to that tree... without food.

Kirby's world comes crashing down.

KIRBY: Nah, nah! You guys! Think this over! (they start to walk away) YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! (heavy breathing) AHHHHHHHHHH! NOOOOOOO!!!!

TRIBE IWATA

Samus and Game and Watch are frolicking about, picking wild flowers for each other. Mario and Donkey Kong watch.

DONKEY KONG: So weird... little flat guy and tough lady... in love?

MARIO: Oh yeah, eet's-a pretty weird.

Fox joins them.

FOX: They still at this? They've been doing this exact thing since six in the friggin morning. Makin' me sick, man.

MARIO: Me-a too. Get a room or some-a-thing.

Silence.

FOX: I bet she's really hot under there.

MARIO: I was-a just thinking that.

DONKEY: Maybe she's a monkey under there, like Donkey.

Awkward silence.

FOX: That would be really creepy.

GANONDORF: Hark, fellows! Mail hath arrived!

The mail gave them directions to the next Reward Challenge. They move out.

TRIBE IWATA

Iwata has also gotten the mail and are discussing.

FALCON: So, the challenge is in an hour. What are we gonna do with these two? (points at Ness and Zelda).

FALCO: Well, I suppose we carry them with us, and show Jeff.

FALCON: Great.

Falcon, utilizing his unbelievably large muscles, drapes their bodies over his shoulders and leads the tribe ahead. Bowser has ripped the tree that Kirby is tied to out of the ground and is carrying it on his back.

Kirby, having gone without food for whole hours, is frothing at the mouth.

Inside Zelda's mind, Ness is battling the Sheik-Monster.

Their mental swords clash, a million shades of light exploding from their connection. Ness is blown backwards.

NESS: I don't want to fight you! I just want to talk!

SHEIK-THING: Talk to this, boy! Hiyaa!!

The monster lunges, and Ness sidesteps. He swings his sword low and cuts out Sheik's legs. She falls hard. Ness jumps on her arms and pins her.

NESS: Now! Will you listen to me?!

REWARD CHALLENGE

The two tribes arrive, and Jeff decides to let Miyamoto sit out Ness and Zelda. He begins to explain the challenge.

JEFF: Alright, each tribe must eat these 40 disgusting African bugs. (he uncovers two pots of writhing white puss-sac bugs with 12 eyes and needly legs)

Peach passes out and goes face down on the table. Jeff produces some smelling salts and rouses her.

JEFF: Now then... Since there are five able members on the Miyamoto team, each of you will eat eight bugs.

Much cringing.

JEFF: Iwata, you're a little luckier, you only have to eat five each, due to your eight members. Although, we don't want to make it unfair, so why don't I add a little of this?

He pours an unknown liquid all over Iwata's bugs.

FOX: What's that stuff?

JEFF: This is that liquid you see in cans of ham, with a little old milk and a pinch of limburger chunks. Oh and okra slime. And raw egg.

Tribe Iwata turns green.

Darkness falls, and the tiki torches are lit.

JEFF: Are you ready? Alright. One by one, eat your share! Kirby, you're first.

KIRBY: First what? (his bugs are gone)

JEFF: Okay, now Ganondorf.

Ganondorf eats the bugs and his bowl, savoring the taste.

JEFF: Ooookay, now Falcon.

Falcon eats his eight one by one, turning greener and greener after each one. The last one is especially bad, it explodes in his mouth and squeals. He starts to vomit.

FALCO: Keep it in Falcon!

Falcon swallows his vomit and finishes.

They cheer.

JEFF: Ok, Link, you're next.

He down the bugs quickly, one by one, but one drops out of his mouth and scurries across the table. He spears it with his sword and eats it off the end, content.

JEFF: Nice work, ok now Donkey Kong.

DONKEY: Think 'nana, think 'nana.

He gulps down the contents of his bowl and passes out, but does not vomit.

JEFF: Great. Now it's your turn, Luigi.

He pinches his nose and throws them down his throat.

LUIGI: Mama mia!

JEFF: Mario.

Mario stops to season them with parmesan and chows.

JEFF: Fox.

Fox keeps 'em down. His eyes roll back and he falls off his stool.

JEFF: Falco's up.

Falco chews quickly, his beak flapping. He gurgles and farts, but it's all good.

JEFF: Beautiful. Go for it, Game and Watch.

He chucks them in, undaunted.

GAME AND WATCH: Beep beep.

SAMUS: (laughing) You're so witty, Watchie.

Tribe Iwata rolls its eyes and Tribe Miyamoto is confused.

JEFF: Samus, you're up.

Samus stops for a second, then presses a button on her mask. It folds away, and her face is exposed. She quickly shovels the grubs into her beautiful mouth and shuts her visor.

Everyone is stunned for awhile.

JEFF:...

BOWSER: Now me!

He takes a gigantic bite out of the table around the bowl. He burps.

JEFF: And you're paying for that... ok Peach, it's up to you. Will this go into overtime?

PEACH: No.

JEFF:... No?

PEACH: No. I refuse to eat that. I absolutely refuse.

MARIO: But-a you have to!

PEACH: I'm sorry Mario but it just wouldn't be proper.

JEFF: Ok! Tribe Miyamoto wins! The reward is... chocolate syrup!

Kirby starts trying to escape his bonds. Bowser holds him back.

KIRBY: CHOCOLAAAAAAATE!!! MUST... HAVE... CHOCOLAAAAATE!!!

Bowser knocks him out.

JEFF: Alright, interesting day. You can now head back to camp.

They gather their things and head off.

Tribe Iwata grumbles in Peach's direction, but she's got her nose up too high to notice.
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