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charseraph · 5 hours
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Bingo card for Bad Ending to compare tropes with your own setting.
A version of my sci-fi setting where, instead of technology advancing for communication, it pursues war. Fearful planets, exploitation, and machines alive in more ways than one.
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popcornrya · 22 hours
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Remainder of me Au Prologue.
This is a lone survivor Donatello Au, Leo was lost to the prison dimension While Mikey and Raph were burned away and consumed by the mystic energy Mikey summoned to try and get Leo back.
There will be themes of grief and loss (obviously) mental/psychological decline, depression, survivor's guilt, unhealthy coping mechanisms, self isolation, anger/aggression and an unwillingness to get/accept help and or support.
Prologue (you are here)
Next- (coming soon-ish?)
Extra extra! Little written piece for this Au!
Programming problems~
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mooreaux · 6 months
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Bad Ending: Father’s Favorite and the Living Vampire
Aka, Winter Rose and Astarion’s villain AU 😈
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kuj0goth · 1 month
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An au where fiddleford “saves” ford before he can complete the portal and renders him a husk of the person he used to be
This hurts me more than it hurts you ❤️
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satoshy12 · 5 months
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Demon's Head
All use Talia, but that is boring. Here is Nyssa's descendant Danny's idea. (Grandma or similiar) + Damian looked at his family as they traveled into the future. They could meet the LoA to talk about them helping them against those villains. They had lost in the past but he knew his granfather would have a plan in the future and would help his heir.
But his grandfather wasn't the Demon's Head anymore, but his cousin? He had no idea he existed, but he learned he was his aunt Nyssa's descendant. It was kind of shocking for him and the group to learn Damian was the replacement/placeholder until one of the siblings took Ra's place, as Danny did. After the chaos, the mind-controlled Justice League, because of that villain, Danny took over from Ra.
Danny then opened a Lazarus green portal and left with Rose, just leaving Damian behind, who looked shocked. He had no idea you could control Lazarus that way. His grandfather never shows him this! Jason then started to laugh; first Tim was his replacement, and now he learns that Talia and Damian too were replacements! Hahahaha! They can now be together as replacements.
A/N Ra's is living his life in retirement with the Ghost of Sora in Amity Park. Under the massive Shield! Leave him alone, Batman or Grandson; I am busy being a family man.
Danny is dating Rose after working with her for a few years on missions.
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cyb-rdva · 5 months
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Forever the name on My Lips
Grim Reaper x Reader (Gender-Unspecified)
A Date with Death Fic
Full Bad Ending Spoilers (Bad ending 2) + Name Spoilers
Note : out of all the endings I've gotten, this ending brought me emotional and physical pain in every way as if I'm being hit by a truck, and despite that, this one is the one keeping me up at night and the one I've been daydreaming about every since I got it.
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There he was, sitting still as his gloved hands intertwined with your cold ones, you were cold and unmoving.. He wished it didn't have to end up this way, he made it clear to himself that he won't take your soul, he was willing to betray his oath just to be with you yet.. Here you are.
In his arms, pale and no longer breathing, the words you spoke on your last breath brought him so much pain
"Grim, I think I like you too"
The amount of pain he's feeling right now cannot possibly equal the pain that the sinners are experiencing, but it's definitely near. He feels as though his heart is being pulled apart, it made it hard for him to breath.
Tears that fell from his eyes seemed to be infinite, your corpse now drenched with his tears as he gently caresses your face.
Oh how much he wishes to hear you laugh at him, but in the end of the day, this was still his job.
Before he leaves, he kisses your lips softly, searching for the warmth he felt when you touched back then.
He lays you down softly to the bed, [Pet Name] on his arms, he exits through the window and into the pale moonlight.
His job was done, his peers cheered and yet, he never had ever felt so empty.
He held azrael in his arm, tears kept spilling, his heart just won't stop crying
In each sobs, he calls out your name, hoping that you'd answer
You hoped this was simply a dream, you were the first person he'd ever loved and the only one that he would love.
And now you're gone..
"What am I supposed to do with my heart now?"
In every momentum, you had never left his mind, in every soul reaping that he ever does, the memories just kept on creeping back to him like a restless ghost.
And in every second, your name was the name he calls as the night sky pitied him greatly.
In every faces he'd come by, he looks for yours in hope you'd meet once again and maybe get a second chance.
The world is cruel, only death is fair
Why did you have to be gone? Just as when he'd gotten too attached, you'd decided to give away your soul, leaving him behind.
It was torture.
There is no Fairness in life after all.
Songs I recommend listening to while playing through the bad ending 2
If this was a movie - Taylor Swift
Talking to the moon - bruno mars
Haunted - Taylor swift
Promise - laufey
Running up that hill ( a deal with God) - Kate bush
Last kiss - Taylor swift
I want you - mitski
Francis forever - mitski
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yoitsnetto · 2 months
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The Radio Tower (Alastor x fem!reader)
What would happen if Alastor invited you up to his radio tower?
Warnings: female reader, foul language on Angel’s part, mentions of potential murder
This is the fluff chapter I’ve written in response to the poll! Fluff is not my strong suit, I think that much is clear. I apologize if character personalities and speech habits are inaccurate. I tried my best.
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You wake up on a very red, very Hellish morning, and rub your eyes. After adjusting to being awake, you turned to look at the radio on the corner of your dresser. It’s 8am, you thought. Alastor should be on air by now.
Sure enough, with a touch of a button, Alastor’s radio static voice rings through your room. You listen to Alastor slander Vox whilst doing your morning routine.
This has become a reoccurring habit since you moved into the Hazbin Hotel. After being introduced to the radio demon, and finding out about his broadcasts, you had become very interested in what Alastor said to Hell’s public.
His radio show also grew your love for jazz music!
It was known to everyone in the hotel how much you liked the radio demon’s voice and topics for broadcasts. You were always doing something that showed your love for radio, whether it was humming a song you heard or discussing a subject you’d listened to recently.
Alastor picked up on this relatively quickly. He’d listen to you hum the songs he played. He watched you become more educated in the ongoings of Hell.
In his eyes, he found it quite amusing.
You go to open your door, only to be met by the radio demon himself.
“Good morning, my dear!” His smile was bright and beaming as always. “I take it you’re well?”
With a nod, you smiled back and responded. “That’d be correct! I’m assume you’re just as great?”
Alastor lets out a small laugh and waves his hand in front of him. “Why, of course! Now, I’ve something to discuss with you.”
Your heart dropped. Oh. Fuck.
You tilt your head to the side gently. “Is everything alright?” Silently, you’re panicking. This could very well be the moment Alastor kills you. You never know.
“Oh yes, I just have a bit of a proposition for you.” Alastor leans forward, invading your personal space.
You gasp softly at the sudden proximity, and you open your mouth to speak. Alastor clicks his tongue, and you shut up immediately.
“I’ve taken notice of how much you adore my radio show, and I was wondering…”
Alastor managed to lean closer, his nose brushing yours. Why he was suddenly so close, you had no idea. It was enticing, but also rather terrifying.
As quick as lightning he backed up. It almost knocked you off balance. “How would you like to come up to the tower with me and observe one of my broadcasts?”
The sudden whiplash of Alastor’s demeanor made you hesitate to answer. But let’s be honest.
You’d be a fool not to agree.
You smiled back at him. “I’d love to. When should I come up?”
“This evening at 6:30 sharp. Don’t be late my dear!” His sugary sweet voice faded into nothing as he slipped away into a pocket of shadow.
You shut your door and gave yourself a moment to process what just happened. Then you laughed softly. At least you had something to look forward to for today.
“He invited ya up to the towa’? Wow, good luck, toots.” Angel crossed his legs and raised an eyebrow as you told him the whole story.
“Most people who go up there don’t come back alive. Pray you ain’t one of those people.” The spider demon took a sip of his drink and turned to Husk.
“Tell her she’s outta her mind, Husk,” he pleaded. “Mr. tall, dark, and creepy ain’t one to be trusted.”
The bartender simply sighed and shook his head. “You wanna take a chance bein’ alone with that freak, be my guest. But don’t come cryin’ to me if he tries somethin’ you don’t like.”
You gave the two men a light scoff. “I’ll be fine. I don’t think Alastor is stupid enough to kill a hotel patron.”
You looked at the clock and stood up. “Gotta run, wouldn’t want to be late for the broadcast.” You turned on your heel and headed up the stairs.
Angel looked at Husk in disbelief. “That girl’s got a fuckin’ death wish, I’m tellin’ ya.” All Husk did in response was shake his head.
You arrive at the door to the radio tower a few minutes early. You consider knocking, but the door swings open.
“Ah, you’re early! I applaud that, ma chérie!” Alastor pulls you by the arm inside the radio tower and not so gently pushes you into a chair.
“Yes, I was a bit excited to see what goes on behind the scenes,” you say with a small laugh.
“Well, deary, you’re in for quite a treat. Seems as though Mr. Vox has decided to pick yet another fight with me.”
He pulled the chair you were sitting in closer to the center of all of the controls. Pressing a button, he said into his microphone, “Salutations, good to be back on the air!”
You hear an angered voice coming from… somewhere, and your ears perked up to listen to Alastor’s quick and clever responses.
“Yes, I know it’s been a while since someone with style treated Hell to a broadcast. Sinner’s rejoice!”
You put your elbow on the arm of the chair, placing your face in your palm. Alastor seemed so cocky, yet looked like he was enjoying himself. And you were enjoying listening.
“And here’s the sugar on the cream, he asked me to join his team. I said no, and now he’s pissy, that’s the tea!” You covered your mouth to keep from laughing. Holy shit, this was definitely quite a show.
You scoot your chair back a bit when Alastor begins to change, his claws digging into metal and his shoulders broadening. He looked absolutely mad, and it scared you a little bit.
But there was no ill intent towards you at any point. It just seemed that Alastor was simply trying to prove a point. Your fear subsided as Alastor’s eerie laugh faded and he returned to his normal state.
He turned in his chair to face you, beckoning you closer. Alastor tapped a claw to your cheek. “I apologize if this wasn’t the content you were expecting.”
You looked at him like he was crazy. “It was magnificent, even if it was a bit scary.”
Alastor pats your head, smiling and letting out a very old-timey chuckle. “Good, good. I’m happy you enjoyed it.”
He stood and offered his hand, which you took and also stood up. Alastor walked you to the door, and gently kissed the back of your hand. For once, Alastor seemed a lot more calm and domestic than usual. It was quite nice to see.
“If you’re ever in the mood for another night like this, the door to this tower will always be unlocked for you, my dear.”
I didn’t know how to end this even after a couple days of contemplation. Oops. Sorry for the late post!
-Netto <3
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ganymede-hh · 4 months
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NURSE BODY THEFT
Lucas had been a lovely young man his whole life, with a passion for helping others out. It was why he'd studied medicine to become a nurse. At only 26 years old, the young man had it all- a well paying job at a local hospital, an amazing body he'd worked hard for, and a pretty decent reputation in his neighborhood. This reputation was mostly because of his part time job, which involved helping his sickly neighbor Hector.
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Hector was an old veteran, the man was 87 years old, and his body was simply ruined. His hair was patchy and balding, with a completely white beard on his wrinkly facem his eyesight wasn't very good hence why he had to wear glasses and his 5,4 height was certainly not complimented by his morbid obesity. The old guy's health had been in decline for years, but Lucas was determined to make his last years more comfortable for the old man.
Unbeknownst to Lucas, Hector didn't see him as a means of making peace with his old age, but rather a way to escape it. One day, he invited Lucas over and showed him a strange device. Telling Lucas that it was an heirloom from his days as a soldier, Hector explained the device's purpose.
"This here is what the military called a swap gun. It's used to switch the bodies of two people that are consecutively shot by it"
Lucas seemed intrested, but his expression changed as Hector begun to explain what his idea was
"I'm getting older Lucas, and I want to feel what it's like to be young again, at least for a few hours. Would you let me switch bodies with you? It's completely reversible"
Feeling sorry for the old man, Hector sighed and responded
"If you really think it'll work, then sure. It's only a few hours, right?"
with that, the old man handed Lucas the device as his bedridden self was unable to stand long enough to do the job. With a deep breath, Lucas first shot himself and then Hector and suddenly everything fell silent.
When Lucas came to, he felt a crushing weight almost gluing him to the bed he was now laying in. With a struggle, the young man now turned old and fat sat up to see that his old body was nowhere to be seen. Spotting a note on his bed's side, Lucas begun to read
"Thanks for the body, Lucas! I'll be sure to get it back to you after I have some fun today. Until then, enjoy the pipe I left for you and watch some TV!"
With that, Lucas turned to the mirror to look at himself. He was hideous, his body a mess. He couldn't believe the swap actually worked and his mind was racing, but he kept himself composed as he reminded himself that Hector would swap them back tonight. So, he did as Hector suggested and decided to try that pipe.
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As the day slowly came to an end, Lucas was beginning to get anxious. Looking at his huge, slob like body- he longed to be his old self again. After several hours of waiting, Lucas realized how boring and difficult Hector's life was. He needed help to even get up and go to the bathroom, and he was constantly out if breath.
Suddenly the door opened and a familiar sight walked into the room. There was a confident smirk on Lucas' face, now belonging to Hector. He walked up to the bedside table and placed a hand on Lucas's fat belly
"Damn. I really let myself go in these years haven't I? I won't miss this old body."
Lucas seemed distressed as he frantically looked up at his old body
What do you mean- I- I thought we were swapping back!"
Hector let out a booming laugh as he grabbed the letter from Lucas's hands and crumbled it up
"No way I'm going back in that disgusting body. Enjoy being a fat fart for the rest of your life Lucas, not like you have much time left hahah!"
Hector than flashed his new abs at the crying old man Lucas was now permanently stuck as before leaving Lucas behind to helplessly struggle in his bed. Soon moving away from the neighborhood never to be seen again.
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As Hector enjoyed his new life, Lucas was left helpless as he didn't even have the support of another person to help him out. After a few months passed from the swap, Lucas was admitted to a mental hospital for saying stuff like his body was stolen. That was where he spent the rest of his days, as he passed away due to his morbid obesity three years after the swap.
He'd only gotten fatter, hairier and balder as he'd aged, his youth stolen from him by a selfish old man.
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imaniwriting · 4 months
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Rafe Cameron Doing Lines and then being caught by reader who he promised to get clean very very angsty pleasee
(hate but love this at the same time)
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Warnings : usage of drugs, underage drinking at party, swearing (tell me if i missed any)
Summary : after rafe broke his promise once again he has to pay a bigger price than his drugs will ever cost
Genre : Angst, Angst, Angst
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Rafe was complety lost. He did line after line not caring for a single thing around him, the thought of selling drugs long lost. He had become greedy, any person that walked his way to buy some he had shot down.
“Rafe, dude” yelled topper over the loud music blasting through the speakers. Rafe looked up at him with the 50 dollar bill still held at his nose. “dude i thought you wanted to get clean”
Rafe shook his head chuckling “topper, bro, you know damn well that i only tell y/n that because she keeps bugging me” topper stared down at the boy. “well good luck explaining that one” he had said pointing behind the boy where you stood.
You stared at Rafe anger mirroring in your eyes before he could yell your name you stormed out pushing past coupples that were grinding on each other making disgust kreep onto your face.
“y/n!” he yelled stumbling over his own foot. “y/n please I didnt mean it like that!” he reasoned trying to catch up with you but he was stoned and it didnt help that there was hundreds of people around him.
You quickly got to your car before ripping the keys out of your pocket. But that gave him enough time to reach her. “What Rafe? you wanna tell me that you’ll get clean so i can stop bugging you?” you spit out making him flinch slighty.
He isnt used to you speaking to him like that “baby im sorry, I promise i’ll-“ but before he could finish the sentence you slapped him across the face. “Stop!” you shouted at him. “Stop! Promises are supposed to make you not break them!” you continued now with tears in your eyes “we pinky promised Rafe! God, you told me you could quit anything aslong as you kept me!” you then met his eyes who were twitching lightly. “am i not enough?”
That question made Rafe frown. Did he really make you feel like that? Like you werent enough? He took both of your hands into his cupping them slightly. “Y/n please don’t do this” he said knowing what you were playing at.
He let your hands fall to your side before grabbing your face with both hands forcing you to stare into his eyes. He leaned in to kiss you on your lips but you moved your head to the side. “Y/n please, im sorry baby” he tried to convince you but you just coldly shook your head.
“We’re done Rafe” you said making him let go of your face. He had just lost the love of his life to some stupid substance he couldn’t get enough off. He also just realized that this loss would hurt him more than anything.
Not being able to do coke or any drugs seemed so much easier than loosing you. You placed the car keys into his hand “ you can have this back.” You said his hand trembled not being able to hold the weight of the keys. The keys he had given you on your birthday last week.
“Good bye Rafe” you had said before taking off into the dark night. He wanted to run after you and beg for your forgiveness, god, you wanted that he would but you knew that he would return to his old habits and he’d disappoint you once again even he knew.
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morthern · 1 year
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Brain: Thoroughly Tumbled.
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poofmalyakaet · 7 months
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our paradise
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charseraph · 11 days
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Inspired by @turbofanatic and @deadwooddross
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elgatt0 · 5 months
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dizzyhslightlyvoided · 4 months
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Touhou life sim fangame where you're a human whose goal is to become a youkai without Reimu splitting your head in half.
Like ... you start out living in the safety of the Human Village, and you spend the first phase of the game learning magic and danmaku and survival skills so that you can live alone outside of the Village without dying; however, the longer you stay in the village, the more you have A Reputation As A Human, and consequently, the longer it takes to shuck said reputation -- and if you try to make yourself youkai-like while still living in the Village, that's another potential reason why you might get Fortune Teller'd. maybe you're an Outsider who came to Gensokyo specifically to youkai yourself, meaning you start out without any kind of reputation, but also your basic "wilderness survival" level is lower.
upon transforming, your build automatically changes based on what kind of youkai you've become, you get to rejigger your build a bit in other some minor ways, and your personality changes in ways you don't 100% have control over. you then have like a year to start an Incident, which plays out based on how your build and plot have ended up. the Incident itself probably won't result in a Reimu Bad End no matter what it is, in and of itself; even "destroy Gensokyo" can be handled by one of the usual player characters as long as you stop after you're beaten, whereas if you do some weird shenanigans which can't be stopped by throwing Reimu at the problem, they Sages will deal with it some other way by like Yukari manipulating some boundary to turn your own Incident against you, or one of them tossing a strategically-aimed Flandre in your direction. hey, maybe you could play as an Incident-resolver and defeat yourself!
as a youkai, the life sim is very different, but you're pretty much out of the woods as long as you cause Problems now and then. scare and/or eat humans, kind of thing. or just harass Reimu and contribute to the Shrine's bad reputation.
some possible bad ends which aren't caused by Reimu:
got eaten in your home in the Forest of Magic or wherever, because you quit living in the Village before your defending-against-youkai skills were up to snuff
starved to death because you burned your bridges in the Human Village before your regular wilderness survival skills were up to snuff
starved to death after becoming a youkai because you became something other than a Magician and you weren't scaring/eating humans enough
started dating a youkai while still a human and you slept over at their place long enough that they decided to eat you, or whatever other character-specific bad ends (i.e. Alice bodyhorrors you into a doll). the game still treats this as a successful romantic route.
pranked to death by fairies while still human (it's always obvious when this is about to happen, you can pretty much only get this one if you actively go out of your way to let it happen)
killed/ate any major characters other than a Hourai immortal, resulting in retaliation.
(Planescape Torment narrator) "You've tested your immortality against the wrong being!"
killed/ate Merry and created a time paradox
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zal-cryptid · 14 days
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What would a Sophian Stage Paul Tammy and Mel be like?
Let's jump ahead 60 years into the future of the Fugue Cascade timeline...
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Jen has actually helped Polly remember a lot about her old self! The two of them are living together and raising Mel as their daughter (and Tammy as their pet).
Mel has grown up! Well... a little. She has relearnt to walk and talk and is fairly self-aware, as is Tammy. She's like their pocket-sized Scooby-Doo.
Meanwhile, Maria and Eleanor are still stuck in the lower phases. Maria seems to still be seated in the same spot she was placed in six decades earlier, but I'm sure that's fine.
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tailsdollr · 14 days
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bad ending au where magolor wins after he gets the crown
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Each is named after a piece in chess. They go in order of strength and which they fell victim to Magolor.
Pawn is the weakest, being Bandana Dee. He was killed first by Magolor reflecting his spear back at him.
Dedede was next. Upon seeing how Magolor was targeting Meta Knight, he tried to protect him. Dying to protect his partner in battle.
Meta Knight soon succumbed to his injuries after one more fatal blow.
Kirby stood the longest. And almost succeeded in destroying Magolor and therefore the crown. But he was ultimately defeated.
King stands guard, being quick and on his feet. His battle partner is the Knight. The Knight does fatal attacks such as lasers and just large explosions like crash. It is slow, and cannot do much. So the King covers for it as it charges.
Pawn is the most conscious. Being able to talk and aware of his situation. Pawn knows you have to defeat it and awaits you to destroy it. Even so he has no choice but to fight you.
King can talk enough to send remarks and call out to Knight. But the Knight is absolutely just a tool.
King and Knight can use the abilities Grand Hammer and Ultra Sword respectively. Their other attacks include King splitting himself to reveal a gaping mouth in his stomach, and the Knight creating bursts of beams. More so like Void Termina's when it summons the crown. (It is why Knights design takes the general shape of the crowns design)
Rook is the strongest. Right before the Queen. The crown brutalized the puff ball into a hollow shell of itself, while the remainder of Magolor seems to favor it.
The Rook cannot talk at all. It has no memories of what it is and who anyone is.
The Rook can pull any form of copy ability out from it's mouth. It won't be exact how Kirby used it, being in a twisted unprecedented manner. But it is reminiscent of the ability. It has a few extras, where they take on the shape of the crystal shard gun.
The Rook hovers usually like a puppet strung up.
Magolor isn't.. Happy with himself. But that's okay since he isn't exactly in control anymore, is he.
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