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Take this!
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...Is something wrong?
WAKA-WAKA WAKA... WAKA-WAKA. (...No.. I just thought I saw something.)
Woah!
Alright, fine! If that's the way you wanna play it, then you leave me no choice!
What the hell is this power? Spill.
Do you see the halo behind me? In a matter of speaking, it's not a halo at all. It is in of itself a giant ring that acts as the nexus for all myemotional power.
Rather than assuming an overall weaker form due to my inability to access the Seven World Rings and El Blanco properly... I merely spent my time pouring eons of a much more powerful strength of mine into one power in of itself.
Worship. Perhaps if I didn't have this backup plan, you would have been powerful enough to overwhelm me. But you let your confidence get the better of you...
...And as such, your fate is to be destroyed.
...
...You really think so?
Alright then, time to cut loose!
Excuse me, but you wouldn't happen to be one of four Heroes, would you? Because if so... You'll have to come with me.
Darn! Waluigi didn't anticipate anyone to be so nearby. We can't risk blowing our cover.
We'll have to stay in here. Keep a low profile, at least until everything blows over.
That's just fine. By sheer numbers we'll take him down. Now, about those wild-cards--
Bring him over to HQ. We'll deal with him later. For now, be on standby.
I've already got a few guys on their respective cases. Petey Piranha will take down Terry Bogard. Isaac is taking down the Heroes/Byleths. And a certain wild-card of mine'll be handling those Microsoft mincemeat Banjo & Kazooie, as well as two-bit blockheads.
When that's over, we rendezvous over to take out the remaining fighters. Joker, he's easy pickings. Catch him outside that little palace where he's just Ren. Min Min. We go in, guns blazing, no holding back.
This "Hero" guy is apparently wanted from what Waluigi told me. I don't want to have to fight...
...But if he leaves me no choice, I'll have to bring him in.
Wahahah! Your dashing heroes have arrived!
No doubt about it! Now, we were expecting a little... compensation?
Uh...
No.
Hey! Be more greatful, 'shroom! You'da been mincemeat a while ago if I wasn't as good as a guy I am!
"good" being an extemely subjective term.
Anything happen while-a-we left?
Well, yes. Wart decided to pay us a visit.
Really? How'd-a-you stop him?
(...I'm beginning to see more parallels between our universe now.)
Interesting... It would seem you possess quite a valiant power of your own. Though mysterious, too... Could it possibly be that you are one of the many different Heroes of Legend?
I have no idea what you're talking about. But you still haven't asked my question. Who are you, and why have you caused such mayhem here?
Shush, now. All will be revealed when the moment comes. In the meantime, I will be off... duty calls.
Hey, wai--
...That can't be good. Oh, well. I can worry about that after I've completed the mission Waluigi assigned me.
What's up? No snappy retort? No scoff or roll of the eyes? Where's the condescending mannerism from before? Or did I finally beat that out of you?
I'm going to kill you, Regulus. I will destroy you and consume your soul, being your eternal hellscape forever. You will never have freedom. And as you cry, beg, and plead in agony... All your pleads will fall on deaf ears.
...
Worship, you're a fool.
What was that?
I said you are nothing but a damn fool. You may have found a way to harness the full power of El Blanco... but I didn't spend all those years doing nothing.
That said, I will commend you on your vast power. Although you have only given me all the less reason to hold back on you.
!
Oh, how history just loves to repeat itself. Wouldn't you agree...
...Worship?
Hold on... the hell's he mean "one more to go"? Who else could he be... oh... no.
Walter, I know you can hear me. You can't fight this. You and Worship will both die. It's best we just leave him alone--
Wait, wait, hold on a minute, how is this all ha--
GYAAAHAHAHAHAH! AHAHAHAHAH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Oh... it's you.
Damn right it's me. Better take a reaaaaaaal good look, too... 'cause it'll be the last face you ever glimpse of.
Hmm. Funny that you have made the (evidently poor) decision to face me now, because if my memory serves me correctly... you stood no chance.
We'll see.
Hope
Sadness
Rage
Hatred
Joy
Pleasure
Wishes
....You look the sa--
These are the things that bind all lifeforms together. Power, formed through Balance. Balanced, formed through Harmony. Harmony, formed through Emotions.
You cheated your way through the process, Regulus. And deep down, you know that. You leeched off of the rings and off the people who could power them.
Walter thought a fitting punishment would be to live with that fear in your heart forever. Never knowing when death might come to you. In my opinion...
Any opportunity to erase your existence is far overdue.
W-what!? How!?
Now.... Let's go again.
Hey, Duracell?
You lost.
And now, I have to exact the appropriate winning condition.
By eating your soul.
Well, that was... rather easy. In any case... Two down. One more to go.
So. Who do you think's gonna win?
I think the more important question is why are they duking it out here of all places. Seriously, real people have to fix this place up.
Eeeeyup. Wonder who those people think they are.
...Oh. You're that Oliver guy.
PFFFFFFT--
Yup. That's me. Oliver. You guys are A. Rock and purple man, right?
Okay, now that's uncalled for.
If I may interject, "Oliver"... what brings you here?
That's a good question...
...Alfred.
Well... I just wanted to share my greetings to a couple of pals I've met before. We should hang out sometime
Might as well multitask while I'm killin' those hordes of Duracells, right? Productivity is one of the truest importances of life.
Alright Jerkacell(s), I know you're here. Come on out before I meet you myself.
Nope.



Good for you. Maybe one of you'll actually manage to last a zeptosecond against me.
That's where you're wrong, Duracell. I don't "think" I "can beat" any of you...
...I know I will slaughter all of you like the repugnant pigs you are.
Well. Time to die.
Very-- Whaddyya mean, "very well"!? This is the end for you!
...
Look at you. Once a proud demon of your world, you have not only failed your natives, but also yourself. At this point, you're nothing but a miserable outcast.
And normally, I'd just kill you... But I can't kill what's already dead.
If you know what's good for you, you will cease your ways. If I sense the slightest of evil intent inside of you, I'll end you with no hesitation.
Enough of the babbling! Time to get my handsome reward! Oh, I'll bet Peach's baked another cake especially for me!
...We'll talk about this later.
...You guys go on ahead. I'll just help restore this place back to normal.


'Sup, frog?
That's the least of your concerns, pal. I'd start wondering how I'm going to spend my final moments existing.
Oh, that wasn't me. That was a certain dumbass who holds a whole lotta power but a lotta stupidity to match. Me, on the other hand...
Let's just say I'm not so generous. Especially not since I have to deal with being on cleanup duty.
Kill who--
No one! Wahahah, Mao, what a great story you told me!
...
...Sorry about that. Wario cannot under any circumstance know of this event's existence. He'll be like, "Oh, Waluigi, what're ya tryin' to do, get me in trouble with Master Hand?".
Anyways, Steve? Yeah, I've hired a group of people to keep tabs on his little "staying place" at the moment. Once I give him the signal, it'll be lights out for him, Alex, and the rest of all of those cubed curs.
The Wahfioso is coming all together. And there'll be nothing in it's way.
Hey, just what's your dea--
Uh... what?
*ROAR* (What, do I look familiar?)
Well, sorta... Almost like a certain potted plant I've met.
But that's not the point. Who are you and what's your business with me?
*ROAR* (Who I am isn't important. What is is that I've been recruited by a certain friend** to relieve you of your status as "living".)
And just who is this person?
*ROAR* (I'm afraid that's classified information, Mr. Bogard.)