Those Deceived.

⊰ ★ ⊱— Avarice’s Relic had been the catalyst for a chain of violent and disorderly events. Despite it’s cryptic nature and unanticipated arrival, many had come to learn of it’s capabilities and sought it out. The object’s appearance was as deceiving as it’s effect on mortals. It seemed to be nothing more than a small stone tablet with inscriptions of an extinct language carved into it’s surface.  However, the bearer of Avarice’s Relic was destined to acquire magic of cosmic proportions…all for the price of sacrificing one’s self to a lust for power.

Princess Rosalina was among the few who hunted for the relic with the intention of letting it’s power remain unused. Any force that had the potential to upset the cosmos, was an object of her concern. With the aid of the ever-reliable Oga Tatsumi and Beelzebub, she was able to find and retrieve it before corrupted hands could abuse it.

She never expected their journey to get any easier even after finding the relic. Their trek to the temple in which the stone would be sealed was far, and well hidden in a distant land. And of course they had predicted many encounters from greedy hunters who were looking for the relic for their own agenda. Battles were fought, miles were traveled…the mission wasn’t supposed to be easy, but it was never supposed to be haunting.  

Over time Rosalina began to feel increasing distance between her and the father son duo. She was wary of them, and she knew they were leery of her. The princess began to find things about them, Oga especially, that irked her, things she had never noticed before. There was suddenly something irritating about his speech patterns, or the strange way in which he looked at her. Where she once found devilish charm, she discovered an off putting essence. Every move he made was something to be loathed.

At first she questioned the feelings that she could not help. Of course she did. That was the rational thing to do. After all, she loved Oga and Beel as much as she loved her own children—or at least she thought she did. The animosity between them was a foreign sensation. It wasn’t right. 

Avarice’s Relic was unwilling to release it’s hold on them. Even as temporary bearers of the dormant stone, it still managed to release it’s toxic energy and infect their minds. It was a gradual process, one that phased subtle doubt into lethal paranoia. It was a feeling that made it impossible for her to rest at night, something that drove her to keep her fingers poised on her weapon, a feeling that kept her on edge at all times. 

He’s been carrying a sinister air for so long…

He intends to turn on me…

No, no. Certainly not, Oga wouldn’t…

No, he would. I should have anticipated it. Someone like him…how could I have expected him to resist such power?

Yet after all we’ve been through…

I suppose it doesn’t matter. My intuition does not fail me in dire times…

She painfully unaware that the voice she had heard was not truly her own. Her intuition had been shrouded by the dreadful alchemy within the stone. Those sudden urges to take the power and use it for what she believed to be justified causes, and the dark thoughts began to fester in mind only partially belonged to her.

At some point her poisoned mind came to the conclusion that she had come to despise Oga and Beelzebub. The power of demons ran through their bodies. She should have foreseen this turn in their relationship…right? Perhaps…Yes.  

❝Oga Tatsumi.❞ She spoke calmly, but there was no missing the edge to her voice. Her footsteps came to a stop in the middle of the dusty flatlands they had been trekking across for hours. Rosalina never turned to look at him. ❝This is where we part ways. I wish to finish the remainder of this task alone.❞ I can’t just wait for you to betray me.


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negativepoltergust whispered: you have my absolute favorite paper mario song on autoplay for your blog and it is so beautiful

Shooting Star Summit is probably one of the most magical songs in Mario history! It never fails to make me nostalgic. I’m glad you enjoy it! 

09-17 • 11:373 notes

hiatus over?


I think it’s about that time…maybe. We’ll see!

09-17 • 11:341 note

hiatus notice;

for info on dropped threads and other stuff feel free to read below.

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Anonymous whispered: I've heard good things about the taste of Star Bits... (And while this is said, the anon is looking contemplatively at one of the object in question)

⊰ ★ ⊱— Rosalina caught the wandering eyes her gray visitor to find that they settled on one of many sparkling jars that where she had stored her favorite treat. A smile formed at the corners of her lips as she retrieved the Star Bit jar. Despite being a tad stingy when it came to that particular food item, she was able to that aside, before opening the lid as an invitation for the Grey Face to take his fill. “Many say the taste is reminiscent of honey. I find them to be far more delightful than any worldly good I’ve ever had the pleasure of tasting.

08-12 • 20:07
Anonymous whispered: What are Power Stars made of? And how do they power the Comet Observatory?

⊰ ★ ⊱— Power Stars are composed of many of the elements that normal stars are made of, but what makes them different is that they contain the souls of living beings. Of course, this also holds true for many average stars, however all power stars contain the essence of another life. Many of the Lumas who have transformed have become Power Stars.

As for the Comet Observatory, the beacon that sits in the center of the ship is the very embodiment of the first Luma I ever met. His power serves as the core to all of the energy in my home. When Power Stars are put into the beacon, their combined power is converted into many types of different energy. This is how the Observatory receives things such as electricity and cosmic magic.”

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Anonymous whispered: Is Rosalina a pacifist?

Absolutely not. It’s funny that you asked that though—because during my first few years of playing Rosalina, I made her really passive—it was pathetic to be honest. But that just isn’t her.I later realized that she was a force to be wreckoned with, and no one who is willing to start a fight with her should underestimate her.  

Not to mention that even the most timid women usually become beasts when their children are threatened and Rosalina is no different. And she has to enjoy a good spar from time to time, otherwise she wouldn’t have accepted joining Smash Brothers. 

08-11 • 21:21
Anonymous whispered: How tall are you?

Headcanon 039: Height

⊰ ★ ⊱— Ah, I knew this question would be coming my way eventually. I suppose I should let it be known, that I have the ability to make adjustments to my height. In truth, I am well over seven feet tall, although I tend to lessen my height to appear a about foot shorter. I can only assume my stature stems from receiving cosmic abilities as a child.  ”

08-11 • 20:34




”.. …….” Well now. This was a certain someone he wasn’t supposed to see just yet. These two were currently punishing someone for breaking windows and here comes a holy light of the cosmos that literally brought the galaxy with her wherever she went. All around his home away from home did it begin to look like space itself as he stared into her omnipotent at least to him eye. From the walls to the ground, to the ceiling and even the decorations scattered about, it looked they were standing in a dark depths themself.

"Rosie. You actually got pretty good timing. Zap this dumbass right here who has a window breaking fetish. There’s a chocolate cake with your name on it if you do."

Harassing demonic mail carriers should be done together.


「☂」╍ Peach had been watching the entire scene play out before her very eyes from Rosalina’s spaceship. Needless to say, she was also in search of a cure to ail the boredom that had been plaguing her for days on end. She made her presence known by speaking out against the tyrant’s more aggressive course of action. That man really had no mercy when it came to others.

"Well, that’s not very kind of you." Stepping out from the ship, Peach walked towards Oga to place a hand upon his shoulder to cease the continuation of his actions.

"As much as I would love a slice of cake, I believe we can arrange for another outcome, yes? There’s no need to seriously harm this man. Perhaps he had a good reason for what he’s done. Have you tried speaking to him first?" When he failed to give a proper response in time, the princess took it upon herself to free the man from Oga’s grasp so he was no longer being suspended in the air. 

⊰ ★ ⊱— Even the great temptation of chocolate cake would not sway Rosalina to abuse a poor mail carrier. Certainly, Oga knew better—though that never truly stopped him from taking the low road in most situations. “I must say that I firmly agree with Peach." Rosalina followed up as the corners of her mouth fell into a decline. "Why don’t we release this man, and get the cake regardless.


⊰ ★ ⊱— The sparkly galaxy eye glittered with the sublime light of the cosmos, inquisitiveness, and hope for evening shenanigans. Her wisdom swiftly guided her to a young man who never failed to deliver impeccably zany hi jinks and the like. “Oga Tatsumi." Her voice ricocheted off of the walls before settling into silence. The sparkly galaxy eye intensifies. "I am bored.

08-10 • 18:169 notes


A luminous night

What shines in the world at night? Just visible to the eye, a rare electric blue glow spread along the shores of Victoria Lake on January 16, 2013. Against reflections of a light near the horizon, this digitally stacked long exposure recorded the bioluminescence of noctiluca scintillans, plankton stimulated by the lapping waves. Above, the night skies of the Gippsland Lakes region, Victoria, Australia shine with a fainter greenish airglow. Oxygen atoms in the upper atmosphere, initially excited by ultraviolet sunlight, produce the more widely seen fading atmospheric chemiluminescence. Washed out by the Earth’s rotation, the faint band of the southern summer Milky Way stretches from the horizon as star trails circle the South Celestial Pole.

Image credit & copyright: Phil Hart

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