Wario Teaches Typing - A Wario Text Adventure

Meanwhile (especially since I suck at writing fights)
Lucy: What do you think's going on over there?
Kn: No clue.
Ch: Looks like they're all fighting the metal guy for some reason.
Lucy: MOLTEN!
Molt: WHAT? I'M KINDA BUSY RIGHT NOW.
Lucy: WHY ARE YOU GUYS FIGHTING?
Molt: THEY'RE TRAITORS!
Lucy: I HIGHLY DOUBT THAT.
Molt: ECL- I MEAN OBLIVION HIMSELF TOLD ME THEY WERE ON HIS SIDE.
Lucy: AND YOU JUST BELIEVED HIM?!
Molt: YEAH.
Lucy: YOU- AH, FORGET IT.
Molt: DON'T WORRY, I CAN HANDLE THEM ALL.
Lucy: He can't.
Ch: Probably not.
Kn: Rouge, now would be a good time for a sneak attack. While he's distracted by whatever THEY'RE doing over there.
R: Oh, you're probably right. Let's do it!
Meanwhile, Molten and the others fighting, Baker Man hits him in the balls with his bat
BM: (sarcastically) Oops, sorry. Guess what, YA BLEW IT! (Oops, sorry. I had to do it.)
Molten curls up on the floor
Molt: Daaaaa(kids are here, can't say "damn," even IF they're actually my enemies)aaaaang, I suppose you guys win this one.
Sal: QUICK, KEEP HIM DOWN! (unaltered)
BM, Tails, Cosmo and Stolas all pin Molt down
Molt: What, you thought I was actually down for the count? YOU'RE IN FOR IT NOW!
Molten heats up his metal to get them off of him and to hopefully blast at them, but then the gold on his arm breaks as Oblivion is hit by a sneak attack from Knuckles and Rouge
Molt: Oh, I guess the gold's gone. Whatever, that only makes me STRONGER!
Molten attacks Baker Man, and as he's about to slam him into the wall, suddenly, he calms down
 
Hey, uhhh, sorry this hasn't been worked on in a while, Dabbit and Oh Boi haven't been on in a while, whether because they've just been going through life off the site, or they've been busy (and I know they're both alive bc Dabbit streams on Twitch and I have Oh Boi added on Discord so I'm not worried that they might be dead), and I've been busy too, and I have some ideas but I don't know which ones to use. especially since i have a pretty big idea (that i haven't asked about yet bc i'm not in touch with dabbit and i definitely should ask about it and see what they think) that i kinda wanna save some of my ideas for. what is this idea? i guess we (you) will just have to wait and see (if the final verdict is no i'll just say what my idea was, maybe i'll even start a new thread of concepts, not of concepts we have, but concepts and ideas we had that for some reason or another got scrapped)
And also a lot of my ideas are for later on in the story.
I'll work on it sometime this week though, or at least I'll try.
 
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Molt calms down, and it's clear to see he's tired out
Molt: Was that another plot to take my arm off that's very OBVIOUSLY being foreshadowed, to the point it's basically saying "THIS MAN IS GOING TO LOSE HIS ARM THIS BATTLE"?
Obl: Pfft, not at all.
Molt: Are you suuuuuuure?
Obl: Ok fine yes.
Molt: It's not happening.
Obl: Or IS IT?
Molt: No.
Obl: Maybe.
Molt and Oblivion argue about if Molt's gonna lose his arm in the background, meanwhile the others use this as a perfect distraction. Tails, Stolas and Sally get together with Wario, Dedede, Av, Lucy and Harris to make a plan. Meanwhile, Baker Man and Cosmo decide to just talk in the meantime while they wait, they've got spare time it seems.
BM: So what's good with you?
C: I've been doing alright. How are you?
BM: I'm good too. You know, aside from the giant, golden, organ-covered elephant in the room.
C: Yeah, I guess that's true. Do you think Molten can keep this up?
BM: I'm SURE he can. Especially with how obvious it's been made that he was meant to lose an arm this fight, he probably thinks losing an arm after that would just be dumb.
You can still hear "Will not" "Will too" "Will not" "Will too" going on in the background.
C: That does seem right. What do we do right now though?
BM: Wanna just keep talking for now? We have plenty of time I think.
C: No, we probably shouldn't. Lives, no, all of our FATES are on the line right now, so this isn't the time for small talk, we should do something. But what?
BM: Let's ask where we come into the plan.
So the plan is made, and everyone's been told what they should do, meanwhile Molten and Oblivion are still arguing about his arm in the background.
 
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Baker Man said:
Hey, uhhh, sorry this hasn't been worked on in a while, Dabbit and Oh Boi haven't been on in a while, whether because they've just been going through life off the site, or they've been busy (and I know they're both alive bc Dabbit streams on Twitch and I have Oh Boi added on Discord so I'm not worried that they might be dead), and I've been busy too, and I have some ideas but I don't know which ones to use. especially since i have a pretty big idea (that i haven't asked about yet bc i'm not in touch with dabbit and i definitely should ask about it and see what they think) that i kinda wanna save some of my ideas for. what is this idea? i guess we (you) will just have to wait and see (if the final verdict is no i'll just say what my idea was, maybe i'll even start a new thread of concepts, not of concepts we have, but concepts and ideas we had that for some reason or another got scrapped)
And also a lot of my ideas are for later on in the story.
I'll work on it sometime this week though, or at least I'll try.
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Update to this by the way
I was gonna tell Oh Boi my big idea but when I was gonna tell him he told me an idea HE had... And it turns out we had the same idea

still gotta ask dabbit, but oh boi is down with it
 
It's a good thing the plan's been made, or maybe a bad thing, because shortly afterwards, Oblivion gets tired of the arguing and knocks Molt to the wall, then he prepares to take off that arm.
Molt: Well shit, I guess that's it. Been nice having you attached to my body, arm.
Molten closes his eyes, and Oblivion swings down...
BOOM!
Molt looks up and opens his eyes, he sees that large golden blade in the ground next to him, charred. Could it be from a fireball?
Then he sees a familiar face that came to the rescue with a now-taped staff.
Av: I won't let you hurt my bro like that! Are you alright Moltsy?
Molt: Uhh, yeah, thanks man.
Av: Anytime. Here, let me help you up.
Molt: Well, good news is I still have my arm. But what was that plan you guys were making?
Av: Well, it involved you distracting him by arguing about your arm, but that's gone down the drain, so I guess we need a new one.
?: We could help.
Molt: Who is that?
Av: I don't know, but they sound familiar.
Then, 5 silhouettes jump down, and reveal themselves...
 
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