A spot in teh Cavelight

We all know about our favorite characters in cave story, and we love all dearly for what they done, but what about some of the lesser character? Like Chaco, or THe Hermit Gunsmith? I say its high time those characters got so good honest respect and attension for what they have done, no matter how small a contribution may be.

To that end, I propose a fun little game ( I hope). The rules are simple: You come up with an idea for an story for one of the many small part or under appreciated character in the cave story verse, and I'll see if I can't turn it into something decent enough to give the character its about the respect it deserves. Or you can post a story yourself, if you want. ARts fine too, as lone as it doesn't violate any of the site rules( Spolier any of the more... steamy one if you want to post it here.)

May the characters shine bright!

Polar Star Story... You open the chest. Its a gun. You can shoot literally anything on earth.

Polar Borealis

Such a simple weapon, the Polar Star is. Nothing fancy like lightning bolts, or explosions. Just a simple concentrated blast of energy to decimate all in your path. Perfect... 

Hammering the trigger, you mow down waves and waves of enemies. Each blast burns a hole in the size
volley ball through them, causing a painfull end. Chucks and pieces fly arund the battlefield, but its a strangely bloodless affair. Then one realizes that the blasts themselves cauterize any would it makes, no matter how terrible. Doubtless the enemy appreciates it any more.

A clever one aims to sneak up and BLAM you, but you turn around, and BOOM. Where the creature's head was, only a smoking stump remain. The body spazzes around for a few seconds, then slump down. You put another hole in it, just to be sure. Eyeing down the rest of the sorry bunch, you resume the frenzy.

Its a fierce battle, neck and neck with a savage Mimga, its blood boiling with potent fury. Dodging and weaving, jumping and diving, you evade this monsterous abomination, aiming your gun and firing a barrage into it. Its body is burnt and bleeding all over, and it missing the better half of his body with all the energy you'be been pumping into. Yet it still fights, the rage and hatred powering its actions, despite the fact that it should be dead.

With a terrible, demonic scream, the beast opens its mouth wide, and lets loose a torrent of power at you. Desperately, you try to evade this tidle wave of doom, but it's far to large for such an action. The wall of energy slams into, lifting you off your feet and hurtiling into the wall behind you. With a crack, you impact it. Weak, and disoriented, you are helpless to watch as the Savage Mimga approaches you, with murder in its beady red eyes.

You try to move, to fight this thing, but you can't. Such was the force of the blow that it left you all but paralyzed in pain and disorientation. It would take time for you to get moving again. Time you did not have.

The beast is now upon you. Thrusting is paw, it snatching you up in its grip. With both hand, its begins to squeeze. Screaming in pain, you feel your body being crushed, the very metal that makes you being warped and smashed.

Its over. All their is left is the Mimiga to finish the job. It growls, sastified that it finally caught the annoying bug that was pestering it so, and apply even more pressure to the strangle hold. Your metal body groans, just about to buckle in on itself. Vision is fading, as you began to black out.


No

You hear a voice calling out to you.

You are stronger then this.

The voice gets stronger

A weakling would not be able to wield my terrible might.

No mere mortal can hope to master my power

And yet you did.

The destruction you have wrought with me is fantastic, and catastrophic

We have faced armies of evil, twisted creatures, and destroyed them

And you think you can die to a simple rabbit?

No
NO
NO

Fight! Show me your power! Prove to me that you are worthy of the power of the stars!

SHOW ME

FIGHT
 
FIGHT

Your eyes snap open, fully conscious. The pain is still their, still as horrid as before, but that is nothing compared to the energy that now fills you as you even think! You will not die to this rabbit. You will destroy it, so utterly as it should cease to exist! You will prevail!

You struggle against this beast's grip, prying the arm with the Polar star in hand. The beast is angry, angry that its prey would not die. Its shows the world  its fury with a load ROAR, straight into your face

Quick as lighting, you aim your gun, defiying the limits of your damaged boy, you yell you own anger at the beast, and fired

ZZZZZZZZZZBOOOOOOMMMM

A blinding beam of pure light shot out, straight into the gullet of the rabbit. It tear clear through the head, as the beam continue to expand, cosuming the body in its brilliance. The light tears the body apart as it passing through it, evaporating all fluid that remain with.

The light dies down, and you see the results. The bulk of its body is just gone, the light gouging it out. Its insides are blacked, and burnt to a crisp. The head of the creature, if you even call it that, is imploded in on itself, it face gone, leaving only a jagged hole of fused skin. The creature is dead, and its blood boils no more.

Your tear the useless arms away, and colaspe to the ground. Exausted, and about to pass out, you hear that strange voice again, closer than ever.

Your are indeed worthy

Pinpointing the voice, you turn your head and stare at your gun. The Polar Star gleams, and  you smile.  Picking yourself up, you limp over to sheltered nieche. Laying down your head against the wall, you power down. The Polar still in hand.

Okay, I'm going to have to admin I laughed out loud reading that. Not sure that was your goal, but kudos to you!

Mahin Story- Oh noes! You ate all the foods again! Where oh where can you find more dried fish and flower petals?!

Meh, I was making that story when I realized that it had almost nothing to do about the polar star. I awkwardly shoveled in some stuff relevant to the point of the game and tried to make it work. In the end even after ironing it out I thought it could of been better. Eh, still, nice to see my story can bring smiles to people;s faces! Even if their laughing at the same time...

'Damn it, I'm out of food! AGAIN', Mahin thought. "Where the hell am I supposed to get some more?! Jack locked up all the flowers and fish after my binge last time! Fricking fantastic...", muttered the surprisingly foul mouth bunny. Guess he gets angry when he hasn't eaten recently. Anyway...

Mahin was in a bind, and cursing out the scenery, or sitting on his fluffy butthole, was not going to help him in his quest to get him some lovely food( and scarf it down!). 'Think, think, where can I go to some grub? Prefebly cheap, but hey, five digit discount if nothing else...' he thought, pacing in place, his belly grubling by the second.

While he was trying to come up with an idea, he spoted Kapachi, bucket and fishing rod in hand, going to the resevior, skipping and singing a merry tune. Mahin got a glitter in his mind as the gears in his head began to turn. "Perfect..." he whispered, and a smile appeared on his face as he set into action. Not a very nice one at all, obviously.
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"Get back with my supper, ya theif!", cried Kapachi, as he was chasing down a mask wearing bunny wabbit(guess who). With a laugh, the dirty thief taunted his pursuer," Hey, thanks for the fish! Must have been hard work getting one this size! Mwuahahahhaha!" Furious, Kapachi chasing  after him, intent on getting his fish back and throttling this capper(bun-dun, *tish*). Suddenly, the fishy perk rounded a corner, escaping sight. "Oh, no you don't, ya ain't getting away from ME!", Kapachi shouted, as he rounded the same corner... and tripped over the stuck out foot of the thief. At the speed Kappy was going, he was totally floored, his body tumbling end over end as he went down the, to him, a inconvenient hill. "AHHHHHHHHHH!!!", he cried, as he rolled down the hill, out of sight. "You were saying?" said the crooked crook to the disappearing bunny, laughing as he lugged his ill gotten gains back home.

"Excellent, things went swimmingly! Well, except getting caught in the act of stealing by Kapachi. Feh, I should not have  tried stealing it while he was placing out to dry a bit, but hey, I got away with it! Hahahaha!" thing thief monologued, safe in his house. Taking off his mask, its revealed to be no other than our lovable b_sterd, Mahin. This fish that was being cut up as I type this out was huge, being easily 6 ft long, and being rather hefty too.

Humming to himself as he started to make fish stew out of his catch( so to speak...), he thought to himself,'It sure was a pain getting it here, what with all the running and shout, but I got what I wanted! Hate having to do that to Kappy, but it was either getting caught and going without a meal, or tasting sweet fish flesh, so Kappy had to take the fall, quite literally.'

Finishing up, he huffed a bit, clearly tired from his exploit. 'Dang, I need to work out more if I'm going to keep up this stealing my meals plan, but then again I get plenty of exercise from all the running I do! And besides, this stew is calling to me, so tempting that I can't deny~' With that in mind, he put the stew on the fire and waited for it to get down.

"Hmm, another mimga for the Docter. Bit on the fat side, but he'll do for now," Misery said, teleporting out of nowhere, surprising both Mahin and the reader (Probably). Mahin quickly turned out from his food watch and stared at Misery, floating in air as she want to do. His face going pale, his skittered back to the door, trying to leave and get away from the mimiga-napper, but she teleported in front of the door, stopping that effort.

"No, we can't have you leaving, no can we?" she retorted, charging up her bubble portation spell.
Seeing his doom approach, he stammered. "W-a-a-aait, don't take m-ee-ee a-awwayy! I'll d-o-oo a-nn-yythi-ii-ng. Info, items, interesting pieces of artwork, anything!"

Misery snorted, raising her wand as she prepared to cast the spell. Mahin was panicking, not know what to do, when he remember something. Whatwasitwhatwasit AHA! That's it! He knew what would save his bacon, and himself, from harm.

"Wait! If you take me away, I can't tell about Sue", he shouted, playing his gambit. Luckly, that seemed to do the trick, as she lowered her wand and with a raised eyebrow, said "Well, do tell. And be quick about it, or I may lose my patience." Mahin blurted out, "Well, I heard you guys were looking for a person, or something, named Sue. Turns out she's in the village somewhere, rumor has it." Taking a breath, he continued. "I, however, for the fact  to know where she is, but..." he stopped, making the riskiest play of his plan, and said,"... I won't tell if you don't let me go free, AND" he paused, racking his brain for something he could get off the witch. His eyes lit as he found it.
"AND if you cast a spell on this pot," he pointed to the pot, a clay one, "that makes it never run out of regular flower petals,no red ones, please." He stopped talking, knowing the sheer risk of the plan. But it was the only one he got, and hey, its worth a try, right?

Both of Misery's eyebrow's shot up in surprise at this mimga's boldness. "My, my, this one has a spine. Tell me, why should I agree to such a bargin? Your not in the best of positions for that kind of postering, and why should I give you anything that can't be tortured out of you? Or ripped from you mind?" Misery stated, slightly curious as how this might go. Its not often she finds a mimga that trys this kind of stunt, and she could do for some entertainment.

Shwoaling a bit of spit, he said, "If you do either of those things, I might die before you get anything usefull out of me," Hey, his life is on line here, and it can't get higher than that. "That, and would you even want a fat furball like me if you had a choice? Plus, its easier for the both of us if I gave my info willing instead of it being beaten the snot out of me." He was real nervous. He was sweating all over, shaking, and his eyes were wild looking. Hoping against all bad ends, he waited to hear her answer.

Silence. Dreadfull, dreadful silence.

Huffing, the light went out of her want, and closing her eyes, she said," Very well, we have a deal. Get talking, before I change my mind." She saw that he was clearly surprised at her words, before spilling the detail.  Its like he said, its easier if I don't have to do all the extra work of teleporting around and extracting information from one singular mimiga, when she could be doing more productive things with her time. Like trying to get that idiot Docter killed and free herself from that wretchied Crown's curse!

That, and the mimiga amused her enough to give him some small mercy.
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Once he was done talking about Sue,  how she was staying with Toroko, and that Sue was her friend, she casted a spell on the pot, and teleported away. With her gone, Mahin collapsed in a heap, all the tension in his body giving out as relief filled him. He was not going to be taken! He was not going to be experimented on! "Yay..." he sputtered out, wored out from all the excitement. Then he remembered the pot.

Leaping up with a burst of energy, he rushed over to where it was, and checked it out. His eyes widened as he saw a heaping load of petals, in a multitude of color (except red). Whooping, he jumped up danced around, clearly happy that her side of the deal was fulfilled

While he was dancing, he began to smell a delightfull aroma. It was the fish stew! He'd forgotten about it in the commotion. With a chuckle, he went to his pantry, got out a bowl, and went over to get some of his delicious meal. Why not some flowers too? There was more than enough now!

"I just love it when I things go my way..." he said. With that spoken, he dug in.