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Ryka
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Well, it is my birthday! Why can't I do what I want?" Foolish Bright. Can't you see? That'd be horrendous to the balance of Nature!" Horrendous? What about Mushrooms? Insects? How do you explain that, Mr. Shine?" "Mr. Bright, you have much to learn, so I shall not let you do this!" "YOU have much to learn! I am now 961,000,000,001 years old now! I am now a grown moon!"
A long, long time ago, in a universe parelell to Kirby's, was what one would call a "Poppy Bro." The only one not able to hold bombs by default but has a unique power. His hat can store abilities. And can act as a vaccuum.
One slow and peaceful day, the sun and the moon fought. The moon wanted to party all day today, and felt like night time was the best time to celebrate. It was his birthday. Unfortunately for the sun, he wanted otherwise. For more practical reasons than partying, like crops and vitamin D for all life forms in Popstar.
This is an unfortunate coincidence, as every thousand years, the comet Nova comes around and grants one wish to one with the heart big enough to handle such power.
Our Poppy Hero, Hop was seen on that day resting next to his house. A tent blanket rolled out on the ground. He doesn't seem to realize the visciousness of the situation. Instead he enjoys how light bends around the stars and horizon. "This looks so cool.... I wonder what is happening... Whatever it is, I hope it goes on for a while."
A friend of several, a jester-pop creature named Marx sees Hop just staring at the sky. He moves in next to him in curiosity. He hops off of his ball, which he was balancing himself on, and looks to him.
Hop looks to Marx and waves. "Hey, Marx, what's up? Why the look?"
Marx looks up to the sky. "It's the sky.... I don't think this is normal..."
Hop smiles to him. "Of all the strange things to happen to this land, what is NORMAL?"
Marx stays concerned. "It's because this sky is changing because... the sun and moon are fighting. I can even see embers coming from the sun."
Hop gives him a strange look. "They're fighting? I didn't know that. Do you know what they're fighting about?"
Marx gives him a look back. "I haven't been up there, so I wouldn't know. Anyway..." Marx bounces his giant ball idly. "If one were to meet Nova, the comet that is on the news, then maybe you can wish for balance in Popstar."
Hop laughs. "How am I supposed to meet a comet?" It's too high!
Marx looks to a falling star not far from them. It hits the ground softly, then stays an inch from the air, spinning. Hop looks to it in shock. Marx them laughs. "These things have been popping up everywhere. Maybe you can ride one from planet to planet?"
Hop smiles softly, his interest peaked. "That sounds cool! What planets should take me to Nova?"
Marx thinks for a bit. "Well.... I would think that Halfmoon would be the closest planet towards Nova. But I heard it's near uninhabitable there. And it's too far for just one star to reach before it explodes. I think you may have better luck reaching Floria."
Hop nods. "Hmm.... Alright! Lets go!" He jumps up and goes over to the star. For some reason, Marx doesn't budge. Hops looks back. "Marx? Aren't ya coming?"
Marx smiles softly. "Mmmn.... Nah. I'll stay here in Popstar. Nova can only grant one wish. I wish you the best of luck! Er.... no pun intended of course." He winks as Hop laughs at his small joke.
"Alright! I'm off!" He hops onto the star and makes a course for Floria, where the next star may be, leaving Marx behind.
A long, long time ago, in a universe parelell to Kirby's, was what one would call a "Poppy Bro." The only one not able to hold bombs by default but has a unique power. His hat can store abilities. And can act as a vaccuum.
One slow and peaceful day, the sun and the moon fought. The moon wanted to party all day today, and felt like night time was the best time to celebrate. It was his birthday. Unfortunately for the sun, he wanted otherwise. For more practical reasons than partying, like crops and vitamin D for all life forms in Popstar.
This is an unfortunate coincidence, as every thousand years, the comet Nova comes around and grants one wish to one with the heart big enough to handle such power.
Our Poppy Hero, Hop was seen on that day resting next to his house. A tent blanket rolled out on the ground. He doesn't seem to realize the visciousness of the situation. Instead he enjoys how light bends around the stars and horizon. "This looks so cool.... I wonder what is happening... Whatever it is, I hope it goes on for a while."
A friend of several, a jester-pop creature named Marx sees Hop just staring at the sky. He moves in next to him in curiosity. He hops off of his ball, which he was balancing himself on, and looks to him.
Hop looks to Marx and waves. "Hey, Marx, what's up? Why the look?"
Marx looks up to the sky. "It's the sky.... I don't think this is normal..."
Hop smiles to him. "Of all the strange things to happen to this land, what is NORMAL?"
Marx stays concerned. "It's because this sky is changing because... the sun and moon are fighting. I can even see embers coming from the sun."
Hop gives him a strange look. "They're fighting? I didn't know that. Do you know what they're fighting about?"
Marx gives him a look back. "I haven't been up there, so I wouldn't know. Anyway..." Marx bounces his giant ball idly. "If one were to meet Nova, the comet that is on the news, then maybe you can wish for balance in Popstar."
Hop laughs. "How am I supposed to meet a comet?" It's too high!
Marx looks to a falling star not far from them. It hits the ground softly, then stays an inch from the air, spinning. Hop looks to it in shock. Marx them laughs. "These things have been popping up everywhere. Maybe you can ride one from planet to planet?"
Hop smiles softly, his interest peaked. "That sounds cool! What planets should take me to Nova?"
Marx thinks for a bit. "Well.... I would think that Halfmoon would be the closest planet towards Nova. But I heard it's near uninhabitable there. And it's too far for just one star to reach before it explodes. I think you may have better luck reaching Floria."
Hop nods. "Hmm.... Alright! Lets go!" He jumps up and goes over to the star. For some reason, Marx doesn't budge. Hops looks back. "Marx? Aren't ya coming?"
Marx smiles softly. "Mmmn.... Nah. I'll stay here in Popstar. Nova can only grant one wish. I wish you the best of luck! Er.... no pun intended of course." He winks as Hop laughs at his small joke.
"Alright! I'm off!" He hops onto the star and makes a course for Floria, where the next star may be, leaving Marx behind.