Damm right it owns!
Whata re you talking about? I got my copy at Wal-Mart on Saturday and I've played it for- well, let'e see...It's Monday, after school, so I haven't played it today yet, and I didn't get it until 2 pm on Saturday...So, in other words, I almost spent literally half of my weekend on it.
Goombella? Oh, he!! yea, she rocks hardcore. My favorite character so far. But my newest partner (the one I got in Chapter 4) is also adorable, and I had a hunch about her when I first met her...
I am SO totally glad that the party members actually have DIALOGUE in this game! I mean, in the first one, it was, like, SO lame that they never talked.
That valley girl talk is even coming out in me...-_-'
After playing the first one, I must say that I am duly impressed with where the Mario RPG games are going. Now, it's certainly not a teen game, but it definitely has things aimed for older gamers. For Stellon's sake, that game is full of flirts all OVER the place!! I love it- it's hilarious.
Everything that was good about the first one is back and better than ever- especially badges. Badges are way better now that they're much more open. (You can get doubles of badges- there's no set number for you to have, that is. In Paper Mario 1, you got only a certain number of each badge, and that was that.)
Defense and Super Guard? Meh...Well, that's all fine and good, and I've half decent, but...No, no. I'm MUCH more interested in pulling off stylish moves, baby!
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Looking stylish is just plain great, and I love it.
All in all, I can't rate the game yet- I'm not done. After I beat it, I still have to find everything...After that, I have to go through it again....And maybe again...But by then the next Mario Tennis will be out and such...
But I do love it quite a lot. I think I'll wind up liking it more than the first Paper Mario- most likely. Need I remind you that Paper Mario is my favorite game in my favorite game SERIES? Yea.
OH! Right! TRIPLE-HEADER, BABY!!
We'll pick up from where we were on Chapter 12- The Chain's Links...
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"No, not really..." She kept trying to hide her face from him, for a coupel reasons.
"Oh...That kinda sucks..." Beastboy sat on his messy bed and looked down at her. She was cleaning up the random articles of clothing that were sprawled about his floor. She always did it when she was in his room. But this night it was more out of nervousness. She didn't want to just abandon him, but...she felt so horrible after what she'd heard.
"So, uh..." Beastboy was having trouble speaking, with her seeming be be ignoring him and what not. "...Why were you crying before...? You didn't tell me."
"...Oh, it was...lots of things..." she whispered, tossing the dirty clothes into a hamper she had set up in his room, since he seemed to need one.
Beastboy eyed her back with suspicion. Something wasn't right.
"Tay..." he called calmly to her.
"Hm?" she hummed back, keeping her face out of sight by inspecting his closet.
"Tay!" he cried, a little louder this time. She froze in place and trembling slightly from the seriousness in his tone. "What's your deal?"
She blinked, clenched her teeth in nervousness, and stood solemnly. When he demanded 'what her deal' was, she'd dropped the random objects in her hands.
"..."
"Tay..." Beastboy sighed with frustration as he hopped off of his bed and made his way toward her. She stood, motionless, almost like a statue. But as the green teen reached out his arm to comfort her, she pulled herself away from him and took a few brisk steps away, bobbing her head. She wrapped her arms around herself, as if trying to form a shell. It wasn't to protect herself, she felt, but to protect him.
Beastboy frowned with some bitterness. Why was she acting like this?
"Tenochtitlan!" he growled, annoyed. "What is WITH you? You've been acting all...messed up..."
There wasn't a reply at all. Hardly a motion.
"Why are you ignoring me?!" With a huff of confusion and frustration, Beastboy grabbed Tay's shoulder and eased her in his direction while moving himself in front of her. She gasped as he saw her face and his angered emerald eyes met her frightened ones. They had flashed purple for a moment, but after they stared at each other for a second, they quickly shifted to brown, and then dark blue.
Beastboy's face was drained of the viciousness it had only a minute before, and his jaw dropped open slightly.
Tay slowly pushed him away and turned her head away, tears forming.
Utterly puzzled and concerned, Beastboy desperately lashed out his arm and grabbed her hand, squeezing it tight.
"...Tay..." he murmured apathetically. "I...I didn't-..."
"It's all right," she spat out quietly. "...I'm sorry..."
"...Huh?"
She looked to him, her hair draped over her bobbed head. Through her soft black braids of hair, her eyes glared up at him. They were glazed and dark as midnight- pitch black. They flickered with purple shades here and there, but black was the prominent color, for certain. Beastboy stumbled back slightly in shock. That color wasn't familiar at all. He lost his grip on her trembling hand as she staggered through his room and flew out the door. Dazed from what had just happened, Beastboy needed a few seconds to put together the event that had just taken place. Once he had come to a decision, he dashed into the hallway and glanced both ways into the darkness. Unsure as to which way she had gone, he bent over and metamorphosized into a green dog. Sniffing the air rabidly, he caught her scent and trailed it through the bleak corridors, his feet padding against the floors with great speed.
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A bloodcurdling scream erupted like a volcano, making them both jump in surprise. Robin felt the blood to his left hand being cut off as Starfire's grip tightened immensely. The two were leaning into each other, and Starfire's eyes were wide with fright from the images and sounds engulfing her.
"What is it? What is it?" demanded a panicky voice from the movie.
"I-I just saw...I-it was..." The female was stammaring wildly to the male's question. "I-I think...I think it got Jamie..."
"Oh my God..."
Starfire glanced up at Robin's face, and was a bit surprised to see that he was looking at her. They both smiled at each other for a moment until Robin's glance went back to the cheesy flick before them.
Starfire rubbed her fingers against his hand, relishing the feeling of the smooth, green leather-like gloves. She felt warm inside when she felt it returned to her.
(He is much more relaxed this evening,) Starfire noticed, sneaking a quick peek at his face. It was calm and laid back- there was even a small smile on it. She could tell that he was a bit nervous, or warm, at least, because some beads of sweat were slowly trickling down his neck. Much more interested in him than the movie, she stroked her hand thorugh his thick, streamlined hair. It was smooth and kind of flexible, in a sense. She would move it, and it would flop right back to where it had been. Her hand slowly made its way down, where she massaged his tensed up shoulder. Kneading her fingers into his tight muscles methodically, Starfire curled her lips into a smile as Robin blushed back at her.
Robin took his hand out of Starfire's grip and moved it to the Tamaranian's face. Star froze up as she felt his adroit fingers carefully caress her face with a gentleness to them unlike the Boy Wonder. Staring into the mask on his face, she felt comfort and warmth radiating from within. He delicately pushed the long, crimson sideburn on her right cheeck behind her round ear as he paused, considering his next move. Starfire's wondrous eyes were glazed abnd wide with surprise. She'd thought that Robin wasn't interested in such activites at the time. She was hoping to ease him some, but she could see in his eyes- somehow- that he desired contact. She was so shocked that she didn't see the event that happened next coming beforehand. Robin dove in quickly and kissed her on the lips. It was brief, but quite a pleasant experience for the alien girl. As she felt his soft lips touch her mouth, she almost gasped, but was rapidly sucked into the moment. As they exchanged breaths, they both forgot about all the tension that had ended their first date in the blink of an eye. That certainly didn't matter now. Their kiss lasted but only a few seconds, but it was more than enough for the both of them. It was at that moment, leaning into Starfire, that Robin reached an epiphany regarding his feelings for this girl. Indeed, she was special to him.
(The others were right,) Robin thought to himself. (I can have a relationship like this. Yea...There's nothing wrong with this. She deserves it, I know that. Maybe I don't deserve to be WITH her, but...I'll enjoy any moment I get. Just gotta try to calm down. That seems to work well...)
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"Oh! Hey, Raven!" Beastboy called out as he chanced to see her dragging her feet in the halls. "Have you seen-?" He paused in midsentence when he saw the way she was acting- her head hung low, her eyes glazed and dispondent...His words flowed into another question. "Whoa...Ray. You OK?"
She glanced back up at him, her eyes half closed as she bit her bottom lip.
"Agghhhh..." Beastboy froze up, frightened by the look on her face. "...Oh..." he squeaked. "Hh...Have you seen Tay...?"
Raven sighed as she lifted her arm into the air lazily and pointed a finger toward the staircase at the end of the hallway.
"She went up," she mumbled in her gravely voice.
"Thanks, Ray," Beastboy meekly said as he ambled away, shaken by Raven's moodswings. As he climbed the stairs sluggishly, he began to feel a knot forming in the pit of his stomach.
(Black...? What does BLACK mean...?) It was driving him nuts, because he had the rest figured out, but black was a mystery. It wasn't something he'd seen in her before, at least not very often. (Is she really mad at me? Man, I've gotta find her...)
Beastboy had a notion that she had went straight for the rooftop. That seemed to be where she went when she was upset. Usually one of the the other girls would flock to her side and give her support over whatever minor thing it was she was sad about.
He discovered her on the rooftop, just as he had expected. She was sitting on the front of the tower, dangerously close to the edge. Closing the metal door behind him with care to not make a sound, Beastboy gaped in awe at her. There was little wind at the time, surprisingly, so she seemed fairly motionless as she was hunched on the concrete floor. His lanky body inched its way toward the dark-skinned entity until he was a couple feet from her. His shadow was cast upon her from the moonlight, which caused her to gasp in a panic and scramble her body around to see him. When their eyes locked, there was a moment when neither seemed to be able to move them. Tenochtitlan eventually shattered the awkward tranquility by stammaring, "Wh-what are you doing here?" She had a slight touch of darkness in her voice that made Beastboy's insides tremble with fear.
"...I came to check on you..." he whispered shakily. "...What is going ON?..."
Tay turned her head away from him and hung it low as she balled her body up again. She sat with her knees scrunched up in front of her and her arms hugging them, with her forehead resting on her slender, chocolate arms. Her hair- a twilight black shade- dangled down over her, covering up her face. It was as if a cloud of darkness veiled her from him, and it made him very uneasy when his brain conjured up the idea from the image before him.
"Beastboy...Just go..." she murmured weakly. "Please..."
Beastboy huffed and sat beside her. "I'm not going to leave until you tell me what's up," he firmly answered. "So spill it."
Tay sucked in a breath of chilly air and exhaled slowly, her body quivering.
"We really shouldn't talk about it..."
"What is it? Did I do something wrong? Listen, if you're going to dump me or something, let me know why."
"No, B," she whimpered, lifted her head slightly. "It's not like that..."
"Then what IS it like??" he demanded, his tongue sharpened.
"...Beasty, it's-...We can't be dating anymore..."
Beastboy's insides were becoming more like mud every second.
"Why?" he snapped, confused.
"...We aren't supposed to..." Tay whispered, dropping her head back down. "We were never meant to be..."
The green teen's eyes widened as his jaw dropped. He was appalled by the comment.
"What? What are you talking about? What did I do?"
"Nothing! You did nothing," she asured him, trying to remain calm. "It's not you, it's ME. I remember what's happened to me, and...I don't want to bring you into it..."
"Tay, it doesn't matter. Why does that mean-...?" he was getting lost in his own thoughts as he trailed off.
"Beastboy, you weren't ever supposed to meet me. You were supposed to like Terra..." Tay grumbled.
"What?! Terra??" Beatsboy almost choked from her words. Did she think he would rather go out with her? "Tay...Terra's really cool, but...She's not YOU."
"But-..." Tenoch coughed as she finally pulled her eyes to meet his. They were a dull blue at this point. "You were supposed to fall in love with her, not me...What if you'd be happier with her than me...?"
Beastboy almost felt like vomitting from her theory. He took a shivering arm and landed it on her head softly. She dove into his deep green eyes as he explained his take on the situation.
"...Tay, who cares? Did that Destiny Smasher guy go telling you all of this?" His tone oozed a bitter taste.
"...He-..." She gulped, her throat dry. "He said that we were never meant to meet, but-..."
"Did he put you up to this? You don't have to listen to him," Beastboy added viciously.
"No!" Tay groaned. "He didn't. I chose this myself. There's more to it than that..."
"Like what?"
Tay's arms flopped to her sides to support her as she leaned back a little.
"There are terrible things going on, Beastboy...I'm afraid..."
"Tay, you have all of us here to protect you..."
"I KNOW that," she huffed. "It's not like that. I'm afraid of MYSELF..."
"...Huh...?" He was totally clueless.
"...Beastboy...I-..." She wasn't ready to confess to him who she really was just yet, so she cut off the thought. "...Back at my home, a war is starting. And I have to be there. I don't want you guys to be put in harm's way..."
Beastboy paused a moment to try and fathom this idea. "I don't know what's going on, Tay. But don't worry about it right now. We'll help you through it, OK?"
"...Thank you," she whispered warmly, though she was filled with doubt. "But...We can't have this kind of relationship anymore..."
Everything he had been trying to build back up fell to pieces in an instant. Leaving him speechless, Tenochtitlan continued.
"Beastboy, it's for the best. I won't let you get pulled into my problems. This is my choice, and if you care about me, you'll let me go through with it."
His breathing getting shaky, Beastboy turned his head away from her.
"I have good reasons, B...At least give me some time to figure these things out...Maybe then-..." She let the end of the sentence drift into the air. "Please. Just...Leave me alone for a while...I need time..."
"But-..." He glanced up at her dispondent black pupils and had the urge to throw up again.
"I'm sorry. There's just so much I need to figure out...So much you don't understand..."
"I WOULD if you-"
"Please..." she whispered desperately. "We're from two different worlds...We have two different paths. I want you to be happy, and you won't be if you go down my road..."
"...Tenoch-"
"Just go!" she whimpered at him with some ferocity. "Please!"
As he removed his hand from her and stood up slowly, his face shifted into one of anger and frustration. As he stumbled for the door downstairs, he called back to her.
"...You don't have to do this alone..."
"...I know...I choose to..."
"I'm not just gonna give up, you know," he told her firmly as he gave her one last glance.
"...Thank you...I'm sorry, B...If I can fix things...I'll let you know..."
His brain rattled, his heart shackled, the green-skinned Titan let out a depressed sigh as he closed the door behind him, utterly confused.
(...I guess I have to trust her...)
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For the first time in a while, she felt wholly relaxed as she entered her bedroom to sleep. As usual, they had returned late, and the rest of the team had gone to bed already. After bidding each other good night with flushed faces, the two Titans departed to their chambers.
As she entered her cozy, pink-infested quarters, Starfire held up her hand and set it aglow with green to see her way through the dark room. The normally cheery room was bleak and lonely in the night. She thought of her evening with Robin to glide her to her ovular bed and rested herself on its soft matress, her body exhausted. After slipping her long boots from her tan legs diggedly, Starfire inhaled a large breath of air as she began to sprawl herself onto her bed. However, she was startled to hear a crinkling sound as she felt a small section of parchment come into contact with her left thigh.
Perplexed, Starfire sat up quickly and yanked the paper from underneath herself as she held it up to her face. As emerald light from her glowing eyes radiated the writing, she read the symbols.
28951
A small red eyebrow on Starfire's face was lifted as she pondered the meaning of these numbers.
(My door was locked when I left, was it not...? No one could have placed this here...But I disclosed my security number to Raven. Yes...She must have left this note here. Ah! It is no doubt the passcode to her door. But why would she leave it here while I was gone?...Perhaps she was hoping that I might give her company tonight. But it is late...)
Starfire extinguished her eyeballs and shifted her glance to a digital clock on her white dresser that read, "01:23."
(Mm...) She grasped the small paper in her hand as she crawled out of her bed slowly, drifting to her door. (It is possible that Raven may require my emotional support...There is no harm in checking...)
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"Beastboy? Hey, is everything OK?"
The lean, green, morphing machine blinked wildly, his mind popping like a delicate bubble.
"Wha?? Whazza-?..." He stared up at Robin with bloodshot eyes.
"Whoa," Robin moaned, taking a step back from the teen, who sat on the couch in a fetal position. "Geez...What happened to you? Shouldn't you be getting some sleep?"
"Y-yea, right..." he mumbled, his body uncurling and crawling off of the couch and onto the red, plain carpet on the floor. "Thanks, dude...Night..." He scrambled through the halls in a drunken style, holding his hand up to the walls for support from time to time for support as he dragged his feet to hobble away.
Robin considered trying to investigate the matter, but he wanted to try ending his night on a peaceful note. Besides, Beastboy didn't look in the mood to talk about it, anyway.
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She was paralyzed by the pain as it squeezed her left arm ferociously. Her right hand clenched the arm as she writhed in agony on her bed, trying to numb the intense burning. It wasn't the type of burning sensation from fire, but that from ice. Her eyes were squinted tightly and her teeth were grit, her face contorted into a horrified expression. Her chest rapidly contracted as she gasped for air in a frenzy. Her breathing was forceful and fast. Her entire left arm was a mass of black flesh. From her freezing fingertips to her shoulder the shadow spread. It looked as if she had used her powers on her own appendage. Strands of straight, purple hair stuck to her forehead from the layer of sweat she was covered in.
Three knocks echoed through the empty room, each one slightly louder than the previous one. But Raven couldn't hear a single one, as her body was being dominated by the mysterious force possessing her limb.
After a few moments, the door shifted to the side smoothly, revealing the silhouette of Starfire in the night. As she blinked in the dark, she couldn't see much of anything, but she heard Raven moaning from the far end of the room where her bed was laid, and her heart skipped a beat.
Her bare feet smacked the bare, cold floor as she dashed in panic to her friend, who was sprawled across her bed, squirming every which way. Confused and unable to decipher the situation in the darkness, Starfire flung her arms out and wrapped them around Raven desperately, trying to get her to calm down so she could figure out what was going on.
Feeling the familiar warmth of her soft-skinned hands and delicate fingers, Raven's body received a shot of relaxation. Her tossing and turning died down dramatically once she realized that Starfire was right beside her. The pain hadn't stopped, however, but it felt less threatening as she was captured by her friend's embrace. She squeezed back as best she could with her right hand, which trembled violently. Starfire, who was sitting on her knees beside the bed, leaned into Raven, her eyes glazed. About ten seconds passed until Raven's breathing slowed. She inhaled heavily, but not at a breakneck speed. Keeping her head pressed against Raven's shoulder, Starfire spoke slowly, shaking a little.
"...Raven...You are...better...?" a comforting and sweet voice inquired.
"...I-I think so..." she whispered.
Starfire removed herself quite carefully from Raven and lifted her body with grace into the air over the bed to examine the blackened flesh of her best friend. She sunk to to the wooden boards as she lowered her head to the arm and observed it. It had halved in size since Star had entered the room, and the Tamaranian was puzzled. She was beginning to wonder why it changed size, and she felt she had an idea.
"...Your injury...It has reduced in magnitude by fifty percent," she informed Raven quietly, her eyes focused in thought.
"Really...?" Raven tilted her head upward a little to inspect it herself.
Star's hand shot out to stop the girl from straining herself. She pushed her hand gently against Raven's pale forehead, placing it on a dull pillow.
"Please...Relax," the alien murmured to comfort her, lightly pushing the sweaty hair from her friend's face. "Now tell me, please...Why were you upset? Why did you leave the passcode to your bedroom in my quarters?"
Raven's violet eyes wandered away from the emerald jewels on Starfire's face. The wet surface on both pairs of eyes glistened in the moonlight that trickled through the window behind them.
"...I-...Tonight-...I wanted to see you..."
Starfire frowned with slight frustration, as she could tell that Raven was meandering around the subject.
"Please, Raven," she pleaded, staring as the intrinsic wound of darkness was steadily increasing in size. "You know you can tell me..."
After taking a deep breath between her teeth, Raven whispered out, "I asked Link out tonight..."
"...Ohh..." Starfire moaned softly, for she knew that her friend had been rejected. "...I am...sorry, Raven..."
"...No," she mumbled. "It's OK...He's dating Terra, anyway...Besides, he thinks I'm creepy..." she added coldly.
Star gasped, holding her palm to her lips. "Raven, do not say such things! You atre not 'creepy!' If Link said such words to you-"
"No, no...But I know that's what he thinks," she grumbled, still looking away. "He never really liked me from when we met. I make him feel awkward, I know I do. I can see it in his eyes when I talk to him, Starfire..."
Starfire's jaw was agape as the black mass consumed half of her arm again.
She sighed sadly and reached her arm out to Raven's face, gently stroking her gaunt cheeck with the back of her hand.
"Raven...Stop," she said firmly, beginning to choke up a little. "You are no longer the Raven who puts yourself down so harshly...Link is not who you are meant to be paired with. That is all. He does not find you disgusting- none of us do, and there is no reason for ANYONE to think such things of you. You are special, Raven. Do not let anyone convince you otherwise." By the end, her voice was quivering with sadness as her hand had crawled to Raven's and clenched it tightly.
"...Starfire..." Raven whispered in an awe-struck daze. "I-..."
"I will carry you, Raven..." Starfire murmured, wiping tears from her face.
Raven understood exactly what Starfire was saying in these words, and her eyes finally burst with tears that flowed down her face like poignant tributaries.
"When your dreams give out...When the stars go blind...When the darkness starts to fill your mind...When you've fallen behind...I will carry you..." Starfire's words were hushed whispers that Raven could hardly make out, and they only made her tears increase.
"...Starfire...Thank you..." She closed her eyelids, feeling at peace, and eased the orange-tinted arm of the alien to her face. "I will carry you, too, Starfire...I promise."
Starfire smiled with pure joy as she witnessed the twilight energy in Raven's arm shrink back down to miniscule proportions. She had figured it out. Raven had used her own powers to repair the wound, but she had made an error and her own dark powers had possessed it. When Raven felt horrible about herself, it would grow and possess her. It was as if...the wound was an incarnation of the doubt within herself. It was her self-hatred given form. And Starfire was determined to destroy it.
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