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The Adventures of Waluigi and Metal Sonic

 

01-05-15 08:41 PM
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"Waaaaa ha ha!"

Waluigi happily resumed cooking some eggs inside of his kitchen. It was a wonderful time, and Wario was gone. Gone to sign Smash bros 4 contracts and Waliuigi was home all by himself. Eggs were his favorite things too cook by himself. And no company would be coming over. It wasn't often that he got to spend time home alone like this.

A leetle salt, a leeeeeetle pepper. And it's a Waluigi style!'

*riiiiiinnnngg*

"Huuuuuuhhh?"

The slang of his accent rolled off of Waluigi's tongue. He reached over with his ridiculously long arm and grabbed the phone.

"Heee-looooo-oooooow" He answered, still in his. . . Waluish, accent."

"Hey Waluigi" Wario's voice came from the other end.

"Wario!" Waluigi stated. He was surprised his boss was calling him so soon. Had he already got his signature enstated to the wonderful world of smash?

"Ha ha!" Wario's laugh echoed big and wide. Waluigi could already see his huge blocky teeth as Wario made the laugh. Wario proceeded to speak again. He had something to tell to his old companion.

"Guess what I did?" Wario asked.

"Ehhhhhhh. Spend a bunch of time at the hot tub with skimpy chicks who have weird taste with men again?" Waluigi asked.

*Faint memories of the other night catch Wario in a phase*

. . .

"Eeeeehhhhh" Wario proceeded

. . . .

. . . .

"Orrrrrrrr did ya talk to da boss about putting me in smash?" Waluigi's jaw opened wide in enthusiasm.

"eeeeeehhhhhhhh" Waluigi didn't like the tone in Wario's voice. no, all his hopes and dreams? Already crushed? Would he have to wait another 6 YEARS?!

"Yeah!" Wario finally blurted out positively.

"Yehah!" Waluigi cheered. "Imma-"

". . . as an assist trophy."

"-Wa. . .. . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . " Waluigi stopped.

. . . ..

"I-a Hate dis game!' Waluigi slammed the phone down. And began muttering to himself.

"Hello? Hello?" Wario heard a slam and that was all. He was making the call from a telephone box on the side of the road. He hadn't even gotten off his motorbike to make the call.

"Waaaaaaaaa Wa Wa WAAAAAA!!!" Waliuigi yelled. He couldn't take it. Not again.

"Why doesa Waaaluigi always get to be ena assista trophey? It makesa no a sense." He complained. "In Mario Strikers and Baseeeaball I geta mya owna team, but not een dis a game! Waaaa!" He added. "Mya fans gett no respect, dey aska for me all da time and still a no answer!" Waluigi's voice dropped in disappointment.

"Waluigi, why are you so disappointed?" Rosalina asked in his mind. Waluigi looked and saw her in a really tiny form on his left shoulder.

"Eh?"

"You knew the chances of you appearing in this game as a playable character were slim to none. Why are you so angry that you didn't get a slot?"

"Ahhh. . . . " Waluigi started to think about it. Rosalina was right.

"There are other characters who need to be introduced first. Who are more important than y-"

"Don't listen to her!"

Waluigi jumped at The Sound of Wario's voice. A miniature Wario had appeared on his left shoulder. And it was giving him advice now!

"Why not?" Rosalina asked hin her smooth, mature, and motherly fashion.

"Yeah, Wario, she hasa a point." The purple hatted one said

"Eh, she got your slot, you tell me." Wario stated in a matter of fact like tone.


*Waluigi's face turns red with anger*

Within an instant. A miniature Rosalina was thrown several hundred miles an hour outside the kitchen window.



"That's it I-a quite!" Waluigi enflamed.

. . . . . .

"sigh" He let out a deep breath and waddled over to his lunch.

The egg was burned.

"Nothing ever works out for a Waluigi." He muttered to himself once again.

"And now for your favorite TV Show. Peach Pit!" Waluigi heard a voice speaking from the next room.


"Peach Pit?!" Waluigi became excited again. Smash 4 he knew he wasn't going to get in. Peach Pit was his favorite program, it didn't matter anymore! Waluigi rushed into the living room and stood in front of the TV. Eyes lighting up and replaced by peachs instead Waluigi was getting hypnotized by the screen.

"Peeeeaaaaaacccchhhh Piiiiiiiittttttt" He extended with his voice. The screen flashed, and Giant peach took the screen. But behold, a message was displayed that overstood all previous assumptions. It read the following, which was also narrated by the same English voice which pronounced the show in the first place.

Dear ladies and gentlemen. Our cast is unable to begin at this point in time. As of such, Peach Pit has been delayed another hour. We hope that you can bear with us and accept our apologies for being unable to air live at this period of time.

"Aaahhhh??" Waluigi's eyes reverted back to normal.

. . . .

. . . .

"Oohhh." He instated. Turning back around to look at the living room around him.

*Growl*

He was still hungry too. He looked down as he patted his belly.

"Looks like it's just you and me buddy." He said as he looked down at his empty stomach.



* * * * * *


"Hmmmm hmm hmmm, hm hmmmmmm!" Waluigi hummed as he got back to work in the kitchen. The TV was off and he would have lunch ready before his TV program was back on. The eggs were sizzling, and the pepper spicy.

"huh?"

The TV turned back on. He could hear the voice of the weathertoad speaking. It wasn't far from mushroom city where He lived. It was in the suburbs actually. Near the coast.

Waluigi poked his head around the corner and saw Metal Sonic sitting on the couch. Pointing the remote at the Television and not giving it so much as a blink with that robotic expression of his. Such epicness.

"Waaa!" Waluigi screamed. "You weren't supposed to be here today!"

"What?" Metal Sonic chattered. "You said I could drop in anytime."

"Yeah, but nota dis atime! I still have to clean up a da house and such. You better nota get in mya way. . . ."

"Whatever." Metal Sonic chattered once again. Metal Sonic had to voices. A robotic "chatting noise that only those who knew him could understand. And a deep, menacing voice that he was best know for in Sonic Heroes, but he only used that when he was ticked off."

"Sigh." Waluigi released. Just another boring day with. .. odd interferences. As usual. That is, nothing being usual.

"Did ya get in smash 4?" Metal Sonic asked again in that odd, robotic chatter.

"Yeah. . . . as and assist trophy!" Waluigi responded, waiting to see what Metal Sonic would say.

". . . . . . ." Several light chattering undertones let Waluigi know that Metal Sonic was processing.

. . .

. . .

"Knew it." The blue robot answered without a hint of mercy.

"waaaaa" Waluigi moaned once again. The man began thinking of a way to combat what the blue monster had just said. Something to remind him about his own disappointments.

"You get een Sonic Boom?" Waluigi asked excitedly. He already knew the answer though. He was ready to hear Metal Sonic give a quaint no and get over it.

"Yes." Metal Sonic Chattered.

"Waaaa?! But how?" He answered. This just wasn't right!

"No redesign. Just me. A forgettable mini boss, and that's all." He stated coldly as he began flipping through channels.

"And what about da cartoon. . . . ?" Waligi questioned. . . .

"Nothing." Metal responded.

"Well dat's disappointing."

Metal Sonic didn't say a word. Soon Waluigi's ear's were met with a horrible sound. It was the voice acting to Sonic Boom. Sticks the Badger had apparently gotten a slime spitting dog, and that was the theme of the show.

"Day made all dat?" Waluigi asked in Horror.

"Of course they did. Sega's been insane since 2004." Metal Sonic Snapped back.

"Waaaaaa." Is all Waluigi could say.

"Avoided a train wreck by not taking part in that show." Metal Sonic remarked. He didn't like being protrayed as weak or unintelligent. Looked like Shadow would make no appearance in the cartoon series either.

"We should be superstars." Waluigi said after processing the garbage that he had seen. "We have lot's of fans!"

"What?" Metal Sonic remarked. "We aren't gonna be Super Starts. Look At Mega man. He had the largest fanbase in the world supporting him, and Capcom just quite making games or him. So One of their artist went out and made a 10% different version of him, and they're making a game off that. But guess what? It's still not Mega Man. It's a new guy called Might. no. 9. Not the same character. It's like a spiritual sucessor. Or something." He added.

"But what if we could do someting to make us real popular like?!" Waluigi.

". . . . " Metal Sonic just stared at Waluigi as he began processing it all.

"No." Metal Sonic confided. Not possible. Up to the writers.

. . . .

*Sigh* Waluigi started to waddle back to the kitchen, arms swanging low and head gazing toward the floor.

Waluigi never

*riiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnng*
"Huh?" Waluigi grabbed phone that was next the coutch. But his hand laned on it at the same time Metal Sonic's did. . .
They both looked at eachother breifly before Metal Sonic finally slipped his hand out from underneath Waluigis and Waluigi answered the phone.

"Hey." A young, bratty mischevious voice came across from the other line. "Do you wanna do somthing that'll make you famous? Make everbody cheer your name?"

Waluigi looked at Metal Sonic, who was looking at the Television.
Metal Sonic turned to look at Waluigi.

"Yeeaaaaaaaaahhhh. . . . " Waluigi answered cautiously. Unsure of what his metal buddy might think of this agreement.

"Then be at the top of the Meeke Drug store a half hour before the sun sets." The voice said in a groggy manner.

"Oka-" The mysterious caller hung up before Waluigi could finish. Waluigi moved his head to look at that of Metal Sonic's.

"Do we. . . . go?" He asked presently.

. . . . .

. . . . .

". . . . . . . . . . . . . Yes." Metal Sonic stated.


- End of part 1!


If you enjoyed this read, please tell me or like the post! It really helps me decided if it's worth writing more. Thanks for you're feedback!


"Waaaaa ha ha!"

Waluigi happily resumed cooking some eggs inside of his kitchen. It was a wonderful time, and Wario was gone. Gone to sign Smash bros 4 contracts and Waliuigi was home all by himself. Eggs were his favorite things too cook by himself. And no company would be coming over. It wasn't often that he got to spend time home alone like this.

A leetle salt, a leeeeeetle pepper. And it's a Waluigi style!'

*riiiiiinnnngg*

"Huuuuuuhhh?"

The slang of his accent rolled off of Waluigi's tongue. He reached over with his ridiculously long arm and grabbed the phone.

"Heee-looooo-oooooow" He answered, still in his. . . Waluish, accent."

"Hey Waluigi" Wario's voice came from the other end.

"Wario!" Waluigi stated. He was surprised his boss was calling him so soon. Had he already got his signature enstated to the wonderful world of smash?

"Ha ha!" Wario's laugh echoed big and wide. Waluigi could already see his huge blocky teeth as Wario made the laugh. Wario proceeded to speak again. He had something to tell to his old companion.

"Guess what I did?" Wario asked.

"Ehhhhhhh. Spend a bunch of time at the hot tub with skimpy chicks who have weird taste with men again?" Waluigi asked.

*Faint memories of the other night catch Wario in a phase*

. . .

"Eeeeehhhhh" Wario proceeded

. . . .

. . . .

"Orrrrrrrr did ya talk to da boss about putting me in smash?" Waluigi's jaw opened wide in enthusiasm.

"eeeeeehhhhhhhh" Waluigi didn't like the tone in Wario's voice. no, all his hopes and dreams? Already crushed? Would he have to wait another 6 YEARS?!

"Yeah!" Wario finally blurted out positively.

"Yehah!" Waluigi cheered. "Imma-"

". . . as an assist trophy."

"-Wa. . .. . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . " Waluigi stopped.

. . . ..

"I-a Hate dis game!' Waluigi slammed the phone down. And began muttering to himself.

"Hello? Hello?" Wario heard a slam and that was all. He was making the call from a telephone box on the side of the road. He hadn't even gotten off his motorbike to make the call.

"Waaaaaaaaa Wa Wa WAAAAAA!!!" Waliuigi yelled. He couldn't take it. Not again.

"Why doesa Waaaluigi always get to be ena assista trophey? It makesa no a sense." He complained. "In Mario Strikers and Baseeeaball I geta mya owna team, but not een dis a game! Waaaa!" He added. "Mya fans gett no respect, dey aska for me all da time and still a no answer!" Waluigi's voice dropped in disappointment.

"Waluigi, why are you so disappointed?" Rosalina asked in his mind. Waluigi looked and saw her in a really tiny form on his left shoulder.

"Eh?"

"You knew the chances of you appearing in this game as a playable character were slim to none. Why are you so angry that you didn't get a slot?"

"Ahhh. . . . " Waluigi started to think about it. Rosalina was right.

"There are other characters who need to be introduced first. Who are more important than y-"

"Don't listen to her!"

Waluigi jumped at The Sound of Wario's voice. A miniature Wario had appeared on his left shoulder. And it was giving him advice now!

"Why not?" Rosalina asked hin her smooth, mature, and motherly fashion.

"Yeah, Wario, she hasa a point." The purple hatted one said

"Eh, she got your slot, you tell me." Wario stated in a matter of fact like tone.


*Waluigi's face turns red with anger*

Within an instant. A miniature Rosalina was thrown several hundred miles an hour outside the kitchen window.



"That's it I-a quite!" Waluigi enflamed.

. . . . . .

"sigh" He let out a deep breath and waddled over to his lunch.

The egg was burned.

"Nothing ever works out for a Waluigi." He muttered to himself once again.

"And now for your favorite TV Show. Peach Pit!" Waluigi heard a voice speaking from the next room.


"Peach Pit?!" Waluigi became excited again. Smash 4 he knew he wasn't going to get in. Peach Pit was his favorite program, it didn't matter anymore! Waluigi rushed into the living room and stood in front of the TV. Eyes lighting up and replaced by peachs instead Waluigi was getting hypnotized by the screen.

"Peeeeaaaaaacccchhhh Piiiiiiiittttttt" He extended with his voice. The screen flashed, and Giant peach took the screen. But behold, a message was displayed that overstood all previous assumptions. It read the following, which was also narrated by the same English voice which pronounced the show in the first place.

Dear ladies and gentlemen. Our cast is unable to begin at this point in time. As of such, Peach Pit has been delayed another hour. We hope that you can bear with us and accept our apologies for being unable to air live at this period of time.

"Aaahhhh??" Waluigi's eyes reverted back to normal.

. . . .

. . . .

"Oohhh." He instated. Turning back around to look at the living room around him.

*Growl*

He was still hungry too. He looked down as he patted his belly.

"Looks like it's just you and me buddy." He said as he looked down at his empty stomach.



* * * * * *


"Hmmmm hmm hmmm, hm hmmmmmm!" Waluigi hummed as he got back to work in the kitchen. The TV was off and he would have lunch ready before his TV program was back on. The eggs were sizzling, and the pepper spicy.

"huh?"

The TV turned back on. He could hear the voice of the weathertoad speaking. It wasn't far from mushroom city where He lived. It was in the suburbs actually. Near the coast.

Waluigi poked his head around the corner and saw Metal Sonic sitting on the couch. Pointing the remote at the Television and not giving it so much as a blink with that robotic expression of his. Such epicness.

"Waaa!" Waluigi screamed. "You weren't supposed to be here today!"

"What?" Metal Sonic chattered. "You said I could drop in anytime."

"Yeah, but nota dis atime! I still have to clean up a da house and such. You better nota get in mya way. . . ."

"Whatever." Metal Sonic chattered once again. Metal Sonic had to voices. A robotic "chatting noise that only those who knew him could understand. And a deep, menacing voice that he was best know for in Sonic Heroes, but he only used that when he was ticked off."

"Sigh." Waluigi released. Just another boring day with. .. odd interferences. As usual. That is, nothing being usual.

"Did ya get in smash 4?" Metal Sonic asked again in that odd, robotic chatter.

"Yeah. . . . as and assist trophy!" Waluigi responded, waiting to see what Metal Sonic would say.

". . . . . . ." Several light chattering undertones let Waluigi know that Metal Sonic was processing.

. . .

. . .

"Knew it." The blue robot answered without a hint of mercy.

"waaaaa" Waluigi moaned once again. The man began thinking of a way to combat what the blue monster had just said. Something to remind him about his own disappointments.

"You get een Sonic Boom?" Waluigi asked excitedly. He already knew the answer though. He was ready to hear Metal Sonic give a quaint no and get over it.

"Yes." Metal Sonic Chattered.

"Waaaa?! But how?" He answered. This just wasn't right!

"No redesign. Just me. A forgettable mini boss, and that's all." He stated coldly as he began flipping through channels.

"And what about da cartoon. . . . ?" Waligi questioned. . . .

"Nothing." Metal responded.

"Well dat's disappointing."

Metal Sonic didn't say a word. Soon Waluigi's ear's were met with a horrible sound. It was the voice acting to Sonic Boom. Sticks the Badger had apparently gotten a slime spitting dog, and that was the theme of the show.

"Day made all dat?" Waluigi asked in Horror.

"Of course they did. Sega's been insane since 2004." Metal Sonic Snapped back.

"Waaaaaa." Is all Waluigi could say.

"Avoided a train wreck by not taking part in that show." Metal Sonic remarked. He didn't like being protrayed as weak or unintelligent. Looked like Shadow would make no appearance in the cartoon series either.

"We should be superstars." Waluigi said after processing the garbage that he had seen. "We have lot's of fans!"

"What?" Metal Sonic remarked. "We aren't gonna be Super Starts. Look At Mega man. He had the largest fanbase in the world supporting him, and Capcom just quite making games or him. So One of their artist went out and made a 10% different version of him, and they're making a game off that. But guess what? It's still not Mega Man. It's a new guy called Might. no. 9. Not the same character. It's like a spiritual sucessor. Or something." He added.

"But what if we could do someting to make us real popular like?!" Waluigi.

". . . . " Metal Sonic just stared at Waluigi as he began processing it all.

"No." Metal Sonic confided. Not possible. Up to the writers.

. . . .

*Sigh* Waluigi started to waddle back to the kitchen, arms swanging low and head gazing toward the floor.

Waluigi never

*riiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnng*
"Huh?" Waluigi grabbed phone that was next the coutch. But his hand laned on it at the same time Metal Sonic's did. . .
They both looked at eachother breifly before Metal Sonic finally slipped his hand out from underneath Waluigis and Waluigi answered the phone.

"Hey." A young, bratty mischevious voice came across from the other line. "Do you wanna do somthing that'll make you famous? Make everbody cheer your name?"

Waluigi looked at Metal Sonic, who was looking at the Television.
Metal Sonic turned to look at Waluigi.

"Yeeaaaaaaaaahhhh. . . . " Waluigi answered cautiously. Unsure of what his metal buddy might think of this agreement.

"Then be at the top of the Meeke Drug store a half hour before the sun sets." The voice said in a groggy manner.

"Oka-" The mysterious caller hung up before Waluigi could finish. Waluigi moved his head to look at that of Metal Sonic's.

"Do we. . . . go?" He asked presently.

. . . . .

. . . . .

". . . . . . . . . . . . . Yes." Metal Sonic stated.


- End of part 1!


If you enjoyed this read, please tell me or like the post! It really helps me decided if it's worth writing more. Thanks for you're feedback!
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Fantastic job Sword! It was written perfectly. I can't wait for the next chapter! (I'm developing theories as to who the voice is as I write this.)
Fantastic job Sword! It was written perfectly. I can't wait for the next chapter! (I'm developing theories as to who the voice is as I write this.)
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