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Your name is Luigi. You've been living a pretty simple life, all things considered. You did pretty well in school, have a stable job, have loving parents, and are blessed with a twin brother that you can always count on, no matter what gets thrown at you.

You were pretty content with your life. Too bad aliens (which, apparently, are real) had to come along and snatch you away from it all.

You had trouble processing it at first. For a while, you figured the light that damn near blinded you and your brother was from a car, and now you were having some weird dream. Even when you awoke to find your hands bound and Mario angrily ranting in Italian at what you could only describe as a turtle clinging to a mini UFO, you initially wrote it off as a dream.

But then you heard whimpering from behind you. And when you turned to look, your heart practically dropped.

You and Mario weren't alone in the cell. There were two others; a teenage boy and what you assume was his dog. That was enough to throw your little dream theory out the window because really, what reason would you ever have to dream about some random kid and their pet?

Mario continued to rant and shout, and you had to call out to him a few times to get him to stop. Seeing the kid was enough to revert him to his trademark Big Brother Mode, and you both tried your best to reassure the younger boy that you both meant no harm.

The boy, who introduced himself as Dalex, explained that he and his dog Viridi have been held in this cell for several days. Like you and Mario, he'd seen a bright light before waking up here, unable to understand the creatures outside. Occasionally he would be brought into what he assumed was an examination room, poked and prodded a bit, and then sent back into the cell. Dalex didn't want to risk himself or Viridi getting hurt, so he just went along with whatever happened.

As Dalex told his tale, something began to well up inside you. You don't get angry often; that's always been Mario's thing. Even now you could see Mario start to glare again, the boy's words adding fuel to your brother's fire.

You really, really don't get angry often. But seeing this innocent kid in tears, scared and confused, held prisoner by beings you thought only existed in fantasy for reasons you can't fathom...

To put it lightly, you were furious.

Unlike Mario, you didn't show your ire. The last thing you wanted was to upset the kid even more; right now he needed a form of security. You made your way to his side, giving him the most awkward shoulder pat in the world (what with your bound hands and all), and told him that you and your brother would help him escape.

You didn't have an answer when Dalex asked "How?" but you were determined to find one, more than you'd ever been in your life.

Several hours later, all four of you were pulled from your cell, likely for an 'examination' as Dalex described earlier. You could hear the creatures talking between themselves, casting glances at the three of you before continuing. For some reason, some of them have a trace of... nervousness(?) cross their face, only for it to be gone as soon as it came. Most of those looks were directed at Mario, whose silent glare seemed to be enough to rattle these... things.

You all turn a corner and hear Dalex's breathing become more erratic. You hear him mumble that this isn't the way to the examination room. His dog whines, and you hear the poor boy sniffle.

Something in the back of your mind sparks. Like a lightning bolt just hit your brain.

You didn't know what awaited you at the end of this walk, and you were not going to find out.

You eye the creature leading the line. A large dinosaur (or maybe a dragon? what with the wings and all-) has what looks like a set of keys on its hip, all in different colors. Three of them match the color of the weird sparkling handcuffs you've all been wearing this whole time.

You're well aware that the dino-dragon-thing is much larger than you. Much stronger. Taking it on would be the dumbest thing you've ever done in your life. The craziest, even.

But considering how crazy the situation is already, what's a little more to add to the pile?

~

A peep on tumblr pitched the idea that it was Luigi who struck first when the gang hijacked the starship in the Space Orcs AU.

My response to such a claim is a big steaming bowl of HELL. FUCKING. YES.

Description
Your name is Luigi. You've been living a pretty simple life, all things considered. You did pretty well in school, have a stable job, have loving parents, and are blessed with a twin brother that you can always count on, no matter what gets thrown at you.

You were pretty content with your life. Too bad aliens (which, apparently, are real) had to come along and snatch you away from it all.

You had trouble processing it at first. For a while, you figured the light that damn near blinded you and your brother was from a car, and now you were having some weird dream. Even when you awoke to find your hands bound and Mario angrily ranting in Italian at what you could only describe as a turtle clinging to a mini UFO, you initially wrote it off as a dream.

But then you heard whimpering from behind you. And when you turned to look, your heart practically dropped.

You and Mario weren't alone in the cell. There were two others; a teenage boy and what you assume was his dog. That was enough to throw your little dream theory out the window because really, what reason would you ever have to dream about some random kid and their pet?

Mario continued to rant and shout, and you had to call out to him a few times to get him to stop. Seeing the kid was enough to revert him to his trademark Big Brother Mode, and you both tried your best to reassure the younger boy that you both meant no harm.

The boy, who introduced himself as Dalex, explained that he and his dog Viridi have been held in this cell for several days. Like you and Mario, he'd seen a bright light before waking up here, unable to understand the creatures outside. Occasionally he would be brought into what he assumed was an examination room, poked and prodded a bit, and then sent back into the cell. Dalex didn't want to risk himself or Viridi getting hurt, so he just went along with whatever happened.

As Dalex told his tale, something began to well up inside you. You don't get angry often; that's always been Mario's thing. Even now you could see Mario start to glare again, the boy's words adding fuel to your brother's fire.

You really, really don't get angry often. But seeing this innocent kid in tears, scared and confused, held prisoner by beings you thought only existed in fantasy for reasons you can't fathom...

To put it lightly, you were furious.

Unlike Mario, you didn't show your ire. The last thing you wanted was to upset the kid even more; right now he needed a form of security. You made your way to his side, giving him the most awkward shoulder pat in the world (what with your bound hands and all), and told him that you and your brother would help him escape.

You didn't have an answer when Dalex asked "How?" but you were determined to find one, more than you'd ever been in your life.

Several hours later, all four of you were pulled from your cell, likely for an 'examination' as Dalex described earlier. You could hear the creatures talking between themselves, casting glances at the three of you before continuing. For some reason, some of them have a trace of... nervousness(?) cross their face, only for it to be gone as soon as it came. Most of those looks were directed at Mario, whose silent glare seemed to be enough to rattle these... things.

You all turn a corner and hear Dalex's breathing become more erratic. You hear him mumble that this isn't the way to the examination room. His dog whines, and you hear the poor boy sniffle.

Something in the back of your mind sparks. Like a lightning bolt just hit your brain.

You didn't know what awaited you at the end of this walk, and you were not going to find out.

You eye the creature leading the line. A large dinosaur (or maybe a dragon? what with the wings and all-) has what looks like a set of keys on its hip, all in different colors. Three of them match the color of the weird sparkling handcuffs you've all been wearing this whole time.

You're well aware that the dino-dragon-thing is much larger than you. Much stronger. Taking it on would be the dumbest thing you've ever done in your life. The craziest, even.

But considering how crazy the situation is already, what's a little more to add to the pile?

~

A peep on tumblr pitched the idea that it was Luigi who struck first when the gang hijacked the starship in the Space Orcs AU.

My response to such a claim is a big steaming bowl of HELL. FUCKING. YES.